179. My Hobby Is Pretending to Be Someone Else (7)

Zhang Jing was so frightened that she fainted after seeing the ghost being dealt with. When she woke up, her mother was standing by her side. Seeing her wake up, she immediately smiled happily.

"Jingjing, your father is awake."

Dad Zhang recovered quickly, not at all like he was when he was first admitted to the hospital. Mother Zhang said that when she pushed open the door and came in, she saw Zhang Jing sleeping on the bed with a pale face. Fortunately, the doctor said that it might be due to fatigue from long-term car rides, and it was nothing serious.

Mother Zhang sat by the bed, blowing the soup in front of her and said softly, "Your father and I have discussed it. When he recovers, we will go back to our hometown. Your uncles and aunts are all there, so they can take care of you even if something happens in the future."

Zhang Jing nodded and suddenly asked, "Mom, do you still remember Wei Rou?"

"Wei Rou... is the little girl who always played with you in junior high school, what happened?"

Zhang Jing shook her head, thinking that since Wei Rou didn't stay, she didn't want others to know about it. If she hadn't found a black and purple handprint on her calf, she would have thought it was a dream.

Father Wei and Mother Wei just found out that something happened, and they hurried to the hospital with gifts. Zhang Jing asked for their home phone number and called Wei Rou.

"I checked it out. The Khun Po it keeps shouting means father in Thai, but my father has never been to Thailand, and there is nothing Thai at home. Wei Rou, do you know why it is pestering my father?"

Zhang Jing's voice was a little nervous. Wei Rou was sitting at home. After hearing this, she turned her head and looked at Wei Mingyan who was looking at the family photo in her room.

Wei Mingyan stroked the photo and said casually, "Her father is very clean. That idiot was not recruited by him."

"It should be..." The boy thought for a while, "Someone transferred that idiot thing to her father. This kind of thing is similar to a residual spirit. The red lines on the body are all the blood absorbed from the host. Generally, it will instruct the host to do things to get rewards, but it is very greedy and will ask for more and more things. When the host can no longer pay, it is time for it to backfire."

Zhang Jing reacted immediately, "Someone is going to be backfired, so he threw this thing in On my father?"

"Almost. Just look at who is suddenly unlucky around your father and you will know. If you provoke this kind of thing, the end will not be good."

"Thank you, thank you, I will check it now."

Zhang Jing thanked him repeatedly, and Wei Rou comforted her a few more words. After hanging up the phone, she tilted her head and looked at the boy sitting at the table with some worry, "Mingyan, Jingjing will be okay, right?"

"Don't worry, the residual spirit has triggering conditions. She didn't do anything, and the ghost thing is dead again. It's safe."

"Triggering conditions?"

"Yes."

Wei Mingyan nodded, be careful Putting down the family portrait in his hand, he jumped off the table and fell directly on the bed and rolled comfortably. "Just like the residual spirit last time, if it weren't for the two little girls summoning the spirit of the pen, they wouldn't be interested. And this time, the ugly thing should be a little ghost, a child who died before adulthood, sealed in a jar, taken home to be worshipped, and driven to do things." Wei Rou immediately remembered what she had heard before: "It's a little ghost in Thailand. There seem to be a lot of them there." "That's right, people think that children are easy to drive, and they will help them do things as long as they are given some benefits, but when they die, They are no longer the same children. They will only become more greedy and want more. These residual spirits are not ghosts and have no thoughts. Except for those who trigger the conditions, they can only rely on scaring others to do what they want. "

"Some were scared crazy, some were scared stupid, and some died suddenly."

Wei Mingyan sat up and suddenly looked at the girl who was listening to him quietly, "Why don't you take notes?"

"Ah? Oh, I'll get a notebook."

Although she didn't understand why she had to take notes, Wei Rou still sat at the table obediently, taking notes while listening to the boy behind her.

"Generally, you can just hit this kind of residual spirit with a book. In fact, the reason why the residual spirits in the school wander around the playground most of the time is books. Although I don't know why, when there is no sun at night, the residual spirits are more afraid of books. I guess it may be because the words in them may be true or false, between yin and yang."

While writing it down in beautiful handwriting, Wei Rou raised her head when she thought of something, "So is it safe as long as I carry a book with me?"

"Almost, as long as you put a book next to or under the pillow before going to bed, some residual spirits who like to sit on people in the middle of the night can only watch by the bed."

Wei Rou nodded and wrote it down quickly.

After saying what he knew, the boy jumped up and sat on the table again, "Hey, Wei Rou, I just looked at your face."

Wei Rou immediately became nervous, "What's wrong with my face?"

"You, you are destined to lack a brother, and you lack a brother in the five elements."

Looking at the girl's confused face, Wei Mingyan put his hand on her head with a serious face and touched it, "Look, how about me being your brother?"

Wei Rou was touched on the head, "But why am I not the elder sister and you the younger brother? You obviously look younger than me."

The boy touched the mask on his face, "You also said that I look younger. I have been dead for more than ten years, so of course I am older than you. So, you will be my sister, and I will protect you when you die."

Wei Rou: "...Won't it be many years before I die?"

After she finished speaking, she saw the boy looking at her eagerly. Although she always felt that she was older than him no matter how she looked, Wei Rou nodded at his expectant look, "Okay "Okay, I'll be your sister."

The boy was immediately happy. He sat on the table, swinging his long legs happily to tease Wei Rou, "Call me brother."

Seeing how happy he was, Wei Rou felt like she was teasing a child, and obediently called out, "Brother."

Wei Mingyan's eyes sparkled, and he answered loudly, "Sister!"

The boy patted her shoulder, "Don't worry, I'll protect you."

***

In a hotel, a girl was sleeping quietly on the bed. She lay on her side with her eyes closed, sleeping very peacefully.

The lights were on in the room, and there was a chill in the room. The light bulb flickered a few times and dimmed.

The blue and purple, dry hands with cracks slowly fell to the end of the bed. In front of him, a figure with hair all over his face could not be seen at all slowly climbed onto the bed. He stepped on the slippers with the toes facing the bed, and sat on the girl little by little.

The girl in her sleep frowned tightly, opened her eyes as if she was uncomfortable, the lights were off, and there was nothing on her body.

She yawned, fumbled to turn on the light, pulled the light bulb several times but there was no response. Just as she was about to turn over and continue sleeping, she suddenly heard movement under the bed.

It was like a mouse turning over something. The girl didn't take it seriously and turned over to sleep. In the moonlight, her eyes were half open and she met a pair of eyes in the crack of the bed.

"Ah——"

She screamed and sat up. When she looked again, the pair of eyes with only a tiny black pupil and the rest of the whites were gone.

She tried to keep her breathing steady, tremblingly lying on the side of the bed, bent down and lifted the sheets.

In the dark light, the woman inside was lying flat, and suddenly turned her head. The eyes with only needle-sized pupils were exposed through her long hair, staring at her steadily.

The girl widened her eyes and watched it crawl out little by little...

[Let's... sleep together...]

She screamed in fear and spilled the glutinous rice in her hand all over it.

[Ah ... 】

The glutinous rice sprinkled on its body caused a burst of white smoke, which made it scream. It turned to leave, but the girl behind it grabbed its thin ankle with pus and blood, and dragged it out from under the bed.

"Who wants to sleep with you!"

"You stink and you want someone to sleep with you!"

Seeing that this remnant spirit was afraid of glutinous rice, Wei Rou became bolder. She pulled the remnant spirit that wanted to get under the bed with one hand, sprinkled glutinous rice on it with the other hand, and didn't forget to scold, "How long have you not washed your hair and bathed? Don't you think you should cut your hair!"

The remnant spirit, whose entire body was almost covered by long hair, screamed and tried to crawl out. It crawled out again and again, and was dragged back by Wei Rou again and again.

She had finished sprinkling the glutinous rice in her hand, thought about it, dragged the howling remnant spirit to the bed, rummaged under the pillow, took out a hundred-yuan bill, and stuck it on the remnant spirit's forehead.

The money fell quickly, but the remnant spirit didn't react. It was still screaming and trying to escape.

Wei Rou had no choice but to take out sticky rice from her pocket again, sprinkled it on the remnant spirit while standing up and dragging it to the window while it screamed.

There was a notebook and a pen by the window. The girl held the remnant spirit's feet with one hand and wrote on it with the other hand that money was ineffective against the remnant spirit, but sticky rice was effective.

After she finished writing, she squatted down and picked up the remnant spirit with difficulty.

It was screaming, and blood was flowing all over its body. Wei Rou could almost smell the stench. She remained calm, holding the remnant spirit that kept screaming and trying to escape in her arms, and threw it down.

[Ah ... "Not bad, you've remembered so much, you're worthy of being my sister, you look like me."

The masked boy sat down by the window at some point, smiling at Wei Rou who was concentrating on recording.

"Didn't you say that I should do it myself this time?" Wei Rou bit the pen holder and finished recording, took it off and covered it on the pen, tilted her head and looked at the boy with a smile, "How was my performance just now?"

"Very good, you remember almost everything now, you shouldn't be afraid of those residual spirits anymore."

Wei Rou thought about the scene when she turned her head and saw a pair of eyes in the crack of the bed, and she shuddered subconsciously, "I was a little scared just now, why do they like to hide under the bed so much."

Suddenly appearing, and looking like that, it's a bit scary.

"Is there room under the bed?"

Wei Mingyan shrugged, "I don't like being under the bed anyway, they like being in the toilet."

"Oh, right."

The boy jumped down and took Wei Rou to the hotel toilet.

After opening the door, the two could clearly see a figure with long hair squatting in the corner of the toilet. When he heard the door open, he trembled and shrank back.

"Turn around."

The figure turned around and turned his head.

The front face was also full of long hair.

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