Chapter 2810 Being Haunted by Ghosts 10

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Sure enough, it was her, Ning Shu shook his head and said, "I didn't think so. I just wanted to buy you a gift and deepen our relationship. What did Huang Shanshan hear?"

"Are you practicing again? Forget it, can you go in and have a look. Pin-Book-Net" Ning Shu opened the bedroom door.

Ding Xuehai hesitated for a moment, but went in anyway. There was no such thing as a shrine in the bedroom, but there were clothes and boxes on the bed.

"No." Ning Shu spread his hands and said, "In the future, you should trust me, not others."

Ding Xuehai sighed, "I should have believed you in this matter, but you have always been shy. Your senior told me that you have low self-esteem."

"If facing me can make you feel so inferior and put you under so much pressure, will you break up with me?"

"Good love is based on each other, relying on each other and learning from each other's strengths. I have no inferiority complex. I can earn money and work, and I look good. I have nothing to feel inferior." Ning Shu said directly.

"If you think about it this way, where are you going to pack your things?" Ding Xuehai asked.

It takes a lot of lies to tell a lie, "I'm going to a place, and this place is important."

"It's also a trip. It's a two-day trip, and the next province is next door." Ning Shu said.

Ding Xuehai asked: "Then can I ask what you are going for?"

"You guessed it, guessed it and I told you."

"By the way, do you often contact Huang Shanshan?"

Ding Xuehai said: "Isn't she your senior sister? Occasionally, she will tell me a few words about your situation. After all, she is also your senior sister friend. I don't want to ignore it."

Ding Xuehai was frank, as if there was nothing unusual about it.

"And her health is not very good recently. Tell me she is ill. Go see her when you have time."

Ning Shu almost rolled his eyes and told someone else's boyfriend that I was not feeling well.

"Why didn't Senior Sister tell me that she is not feeling well, so I told me that I might as well go see her." Ning Shu said with a look of surprise.

"She didn't tell you?" Ding Xuehai raised his brows, and Ning Shu nodded, "I really didn't tell me, I rarely make calls recently. By the way, she told you how her health is?"

Ding Xuehai's expression was a little weird, "I didn't say anything, I just had a simple chat. Are you familiar with this senior sister?"

"It's from a school, and it's familiar. It's a friend, a normal friend."

After talking to Ding Xuehai for a while, Ding Xuehai didn't ask her where she was going. She left and asked Ning Shu to try the clothes on whether they fit or not.

Ning Shu smiled and sent Ding Xuehai away, closed the door, smiled, and pursed his lips.

The entrusted person can't be with Ding Xuehai, nor can Huang Shanshan be cheap.

So in addition to the matter of Daxian and the powder, there is Huang Shanshan to deal with.

Huang Shanshan is the master of offering sacrifices to the great immortal.

Even using that method to kill people, forcibly forcing people to become the neuropathy of other people's eyes.

This kind of statement is clearly true, but the people around, even the closest people, say that they are insane.

So is there anything wrong with this? Yes, the client is always panicking, pointing around and saying that there is a ghost, if it is anything normal, he will not believe it.

Ning Shu turned off the water, electricity and gas at home, pulled the windows and curtains, and dragged his suitcase to the address given by the store.

After taking the high-speed train for several hours, Ning Shu found a place, a relatively remote residential building, and found the house number.

Scanning with mental power, he saw the situation inside.

There are shelves everywhere, and there are all kinds of big immortals on the shelves, most of which are black cats, but there are also fox immortals.

There are several computers inside, and there are several customer service staff in front of the computers, who are communicating with the customers on the other end of the computer, and the keyboard is crackling.

Lots of orders.

With the eyes of the sky, there is a black gas surrounding the room, and everyone is enveloped in the black gas.

Ning Shu didn't knock on the door, and didn't startle the snake. This is only the part of sales, but also the part of production. Production is the source.

To solve these things, the client will have no worries.

Ning Shu found a house in the building and used his mental power to see the situation under the floor.

The business is really good, and it is still taking orders every night until twelve o'clock.

And at night, the black air feels more intense.

It is an instinct to like indolence and dislike labor. In addition, many people hope that the world will fall pie.

Human desires are endless, but when people are weak, they want to satisfy the desires of the heart with the least effort.

If you can get what you want by offering sacrifices, it shouldn't be too simple. Compared with your own happiness and suffering, this method is too easy.

Coupled with the fast pace of modern society, fatigue and loneliness, a large number of orders have been generated.

Ning Shu was paying attention to the situation downstairs all the time.

Each shipment is full of one or three rounds, and it costs a lot to invite a big immortal.

Just make money.

Of course, it was out of stock, so I was going to buy it as soon as possible. Ning Shu followed behind and went to an abandoned factory, saying it was abandoned, but the chimney was smoking again, indicating that there were still people working inside.

The people who bought the goods walked in and picked out the statues of immortals and gods made of ceramics.

In Ning Shu's eyes, the entire factory

It was all shrouded in black smoke, and Huangquan Road was nothing more than that.

In addition to making idols, there are other things, and some of them are not familiar with Ning Shu, an old Taoist priest.

Stuffing something like ashes in a cloth bag is a curse.

Ning Shu felt that the reason why those evil spirits appeared in the house was probably because his ashes were here, and this was his home.

There is a stranger in my home, of course I want to attack.

Moreover, these ghosts have not entered the world of reincarnation, and the souls consumed in the world of living beings will be annihilated sooner or later.

In order to keep my soul alive, what should I do? I instinctively want to eat and devour my soul to keep myself alive.

Kill this stranger who occupied your own house, eat it, and live longer.

This kind of thing cannot be wiped out, because people are empty and lonely, and they will rely on the existence of illusory existence.

If these things really exist, there are more things that are lost.

Where did these black gas come from?

Ning Shu found that some spiders and insects would climb into the statues that had been made in the factory. It seemed that they instinctively thought it was a good thing. If they climbed inside, they would be able to enjoy the incense in the future.

Even these statues are very simple, but no one dares to treat them badly.

Ning Shu: ...

Walking in a factory full of black gas, ordinary people can't see it at all.

If you close the eyes of the sky, naturally you can't see the black gas, but you can't find the source of the black gas.

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