When Gu Rufeng said that ghosts really existed in this world, Ling Fan and others couldn't help but pale slightly and stared at Gu Rufeng, hoping that he could come up with a reasonable explanation.
"They are right next to us now!" Gu Rufeng's face suddenly became extremely strange, "They are looking at us all the time."
"Ah..." Lin Xinyan jumped up from her sofa, curled up her petite body, hid in the back of the sofa, and covered her ears: "Uncle Gu is telling ghost stories to scare Xinyan again, but they won't listen!
Do not listen!"
"Haha, are the words of my wise and brave Onmyoji true? Ghosts really exist in this world!" Gu Rufeng had a mysterious smile on his face, raising his toes and moving in circles from time to time, shaking proudly.
"Holy shit! Can't you just be normal and get to the point?!" Ling Fan couldn't bear it any longer, so he squeezed sideways towards Gu Rufeng and performed a chokehold on him.
"Cough...cough, kid, please let go of your arm. I can't breathe anymore. Okay, okay, I say, let go!" Gu Rufeng's head was locked tightly by Ling Fan's arm.
His face turned purple for a while, and he raised his hands to beg for mercy.
Ling Fan then relaxed his arms with satisfaction and told Gu Rufeng to stop being pretentious and get to the point. Gu Rufeng looked unhappy. He finally managed to show off for himself, but was disturbed by Ling Fan. For this reason, Gu Rufeng
Rufeng added one more evil act to Ling Fan's list.
"I said, I said it's still not possible? According to science, each of us has brain waves, which are actually the so-called soul. When the human body stops functioning, the soul will break away and be dispersed into particles of ions.
These ions are called soul ions. They wander around in the air and are particularly easy to be absorbed by charged things, such as mobile phones, computers, TVs, etc. Usually we cannot see these ions at all, mainly because soul ions are just mindless particles.
The floating ions cannot aggregate at all. However, if there is a strong current nearby, then the soul ions may be attracted and slowly aggregate. The time when these soul ions appear in large numbers is midnight, which is an overcast day.
When the energy is at its strongest, if you use electrical appliances at this time, it will absorb ten times more soul ions than during the day. When the soul ions accumulate little by little to a certain level, they will become soul neutrons, and then become soul neutrons.
Soul atoms, and then gradually become an illusion that disappears and appears, and then the final entity - a ghost!" Gu Rufeng continued to speak out the theory about ghosts in one breath.
Sure enough, when everyone heard such a scientific and bizarre theory, the expressions on their faces were half-shocked and half-suspicious.
The corner of Ling Fan's mouth was a little unnatural: "Are you mistaken? This is too mysterious. What will happen if they gather into a solid body?"
Gu Rufeng suddenly stretched out his big, green-bearded face in front of Ling Fan, his messy long hair flying continuously, and said in a weird voice: "If it transforms into an entity, it will
It will walk towards you step by step, and stretch out its green hands to pinch your thin neck until you die!"
Hearing the green hand again, Ling Fan's face suddenly turned green. Gu Rufeng thought that Ling Fan was frightened by him and turned blue, so he sat down on the sofa and laughed loudly: "Haha, I am wise and brave.
The Onmyoji of Onmyoji is just kidding you to see if it scares you. The probability of being able to aggregate into a physical ghost can be said to be the probability of hitting 5 million ten times in a row, which is basically impossible."
Ling Fan looked at Gu Rufeng laughing proudly, but he felt something else in his heart. Yes, Gu Rufeng really scared him this time. That green hand, that one that led him into the hallucination
Hand. Ling Fan didn't tell everyone what he encountered in the morning. Maybe it was just his temporary illusion. In such a terrifying environment, it is understandable that some people would inevitably have such an illusion.
Ling Fan ignored Gu Rufeng. He took out the card with the website address of the supernatural forum on it from his pocket and asked Xinyan to open the notebook and open the forum to see if there was anything suspicious.
As a burst of weird and eerie music played, the homepage of the supernatural forum opened. Not long after, Ling Fan opened the post with the theme of 'Don't chat on QQ at midnight':...If you want to chat on QQ online after midnight,
Otherwise, a pair of eyes will suddenly appear in the darkness, staring at you. As soon as you close QQ, it will suddenly pounce on you, stretch out its blue hands and tighten your neck!
Weird text, weird words, this topic post is filled with a very strange feeling.
Ling Fan pushed the notebook to the middle of the table and faced everyone: "Can you see what's different about this theme post? This was the last post the deceased visited before he died."
Chen Yuzhen put her head close to the notebook and looked at it for a long time. She still didn't find anything different: "This is just an ordinary post. It may be just to scare people. There will be many examples of this in the cases I will handle in the future.
, are all boring nonsense.”
Maybe, Ling Fan leaned heavily on the sofa, and the warm sunlight shone directly on Ling Fan's face through the brown glass, and a tired tiredness came from Ling Fan's body.
Gradually it spread, and gradually his eyes slowly closed. Chu Tianyu stood up, took out a light green blanket from his room, gently draped it on Ling Fan, and sat opposite him.
He looked at Ling Fan with a deep look on his face. His similar forehead, similar eyebrows, and similar corners of his mouth gradually transformed into the image of another person. Ling Feng was also curled up and asleep quietly on the sofa opposite.
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Time passed little by little, and no one bothered Ling Feng. They were all busy with their own affairs, looking for clues to the secret room murder case.
After a while, Ling Fan slowly opened his eyes, and the dim light penetrated into Ling Fan's eyes. It was already so late, Ling Fan turned his head and looked at the dark night sky, wondering why he fell asleep so easily, didn't he?
He slapped his forehead with his disabled hand. A faint aromatic fragrance came from in front of him. Ling Fan curiously held the blanket in front of his nose and smelled it. It smelled so fresh. "Who covered me with this?"
?' Ling Fan muttered in his heart.
"ah……"
A scream that made one's hair stand on end suddenly came from a room, followed by a loud noise like a heavy object hitting the floor!
"Xinyan's room!!" Ling Fan instantly identified the direction from which the scream came. He flipped up from the sofa with a sharp backflip, and ignored the sofa that fell to the ground with a bang.
Run to Lin Xinyan’s room!
"Xinyan! Xinyan!!" Ling Fan shouted loudly while twisting the handle of Xinyan's door like crazy, only to find that the room had been locked from the inside!