Chapter 192 Put on Me (Reward Plus More)

Hearing the scream, Sifa dashed forward, and before Maltz and the others could react, he had already arrived at the door of the room where the scream came from.

Regardless of politeness, Xifa raised his foot and kicked, the whole door broke away from the wooden frame, and fell to the ground with a bang, making the ground seem to shake.

Maltz's wife, that young woman, her eyes were full of splendor, and her breath was unnoticeably heavy.

In the room, Xifa was surprised to see that the owner had closed all the curtains, and they were still the kind of curtains with poor light transmission.

This made the room extremely dim, but Xifa still saw that the mirror on the dressing table in the room was covered with a white cloth, as if worried that something bad would be reflected from it.

And in front of a single bed covered with velvet sheets, Xifa, who had activated his spiritual vision, suddenly saw a blurred, white figure.

It seemed to be a woman, but she couldn't see her head, and she was only wearing a long white dress.

Without hesitation, Xifa took out a tin iron jug containing wine from his pocket, unscrewed the lid, and poured the liquid inside towards the fuzzy white figure!

What was spilled from the wine jug was water instead of wine, but it was holy water, the holy water made by Xifa using 'Devil May Cry' before going out!

As soon as it touched the blurry shadow, Sifa immediately heard a sizzling sound, like the sound of water pouring on charcoal.

The shadow quickly raised green smoke, and let out a burst of illusory, layer upon layer calls.

The voice sounded feminine, and it gave Sifer a chill, but the feeling faded away quickly.

By the time Maltz and the others came to the door, the shadow had disappeared.

With a soft cry, Maltz ran in, threw himself on the side of the bed, and hugged the girl on the bed: "Isabella, how are you?"

After screwing on the cap of the bottle, Xifa looked at the girl on the bed. This is a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl with brilliant long golden hair. Her delicate facial features make her look like a beautiful doll, and her extremely elastic skin exudes a youthful atmosphere.

It's just that the girl in front of her is very weak. She shivered in Maltz's arms, like a helpless kitten that got wet on a rainy day.

Xifa coughed dryly and said, "Miss Isabella, don't be afraid, that thing won't appear for a while."

It is drenched in holy water, whether it is a shadow or a wraith, it should not be able to move for a short time.

Hearing what Xifa said, the girl named Isabella pushed her father away excitedly, and looked up at Xifa: "You saw it too, right? I'm not crazy, I don't have hypocrisy, dont you agree!"

It's too bad, it seems that during this period of time, she was not understood, which put her under a lot of pressure.

Sifa squatted down, looked at the girl intently, and looked at her beautiful, special golden eyes: "Yes, miss. It was just by the bed just now, and it was trying to do something to you. Fortunately, you Calling for help just in time allowed me to chase it away temporarily."

Tears welled up from the girl's eyes, and she cried, "Thank you, thank you."

Xifa knew that what she was grateful for was not that she expelled that thing, but that she was able to understand her.

However, ordinary people should not be able to see the spirit.

From this point of view, the girl's inspiration should not be low, so she can perceive and see the existence of spirits.

After Isabella calmed down, Xifa smiled and said: "In order to help you better, I hope you can talk to my assistant."

He turned his head and looked at Calvin who took off his classical robe and put on a formal suit.

The fortune teller stepped forward and nodded.

"he is?"

Maltz asked with some concern.

"He is my assistant, and at the same time, he is also a psychologist." Sifa said seriously.

Maltz nodded: "It's good to be a psychologist. Don't be like the doctor a few days ago who asked me to go to church to pray. It's ridiculous."

Xifa glanced at him unexpectedly, thinking that maybe you are an atheist.

But Maltz would be wrong, he said: "I am from Fenepot, and there is no Mother Earth Church in Tingen."

I see.

Sifa stood up and said, "Mr. Maltz, in order to make the conversation more effective, can we give Miss Isabella and my assistant a private space."

Maltz frowned: "I just said that"

"I know." Xifa came to the banker, "But you have seen the situation of the young lady just now. If too many people are present, I think the effect will not be ideal."

Maltz hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said: "Okay, but don't talk for too long, Isabella needs to rest."

Sifa turned around, blinked at Cavin, and then accompanied the Maltz couple back to the living room on the first floor.

After the person left, Calvin lifted the door on the ground with some difficulty, barely covering the door, and heard the lady on the bed say: "I don't think a psychologist can solve my problem."

"Please let that gentleman communicate with me just now. I think he can understand my situation better."

Calvin moved a chair and said unhurriedly, "It was a spirit body just now, am I right, miss."

The lady with blond hair and golden pupils was slightly taken aback: "Didn't you say that you are a psychologist?"

"That's just a statement to reassure your father. In fact, I am a fortune teller."

Calvin sat down with a warm smile: "The purpose of my coming here is to find out what happened to you."

"Now, Miss Isabella, please tell me in detail what happened to you?"

Isabella seemed to be inspired, sat up from the bed, and nodded slightly: "At the beginning, I just had a feeling."

It happened about a week ago.

At first, when the Maltz family lived in the suburban estate, at night, Isabella felt that someone was watching her.

But no matter what method Isabella used, even letting a maid stare at her, she couldn't find anyone staring at her.

She thought she was just an illusion, but on the second night, she could always see white shadows flashing around.

Over the next few days, this gradually intensified and worsened.

"I saw it in the mirror the night before I came to the city of Tingen. Just now, it was standing in front of my eyes!"

Isabella's eyes were full of fear, and her expression was terrified.

Calvin poured her a glass of water, and then said as calmly as possible: "Have you seen what it is?"

"Is it a woman? A man? An old man or a child? Or, an animal?"

Isabella shook her head: "No, neither."

"It's a wedding dress, a wedding dress with blood on the chest. I heard it say to me when it was by the bed just now."

"Put on me!"

PS: There is a chapter where the timing of the regular sending is mixed up. When I adjust it, my old eyes are dizzy.