I was stunned for a moment, what's going on, human meat buns with barbecued pork?
At this time, the florist was still measuring something with his steps, so I asked the child how he did it and gave me more details.
Unfortunately, the insider was a child and ran away after saying a few vague words.
I stood up, and as soon as I turned around, I saw a man in a suit and black-rimmed glasses. There were traces of white chalk on his hands. He looked like a teacher.
"Sir, please don't get me wrong. This kid in my class just likes to say terrible things."
The man looked at the direction in which the child was running with a worried look on his face, then said he would go find the child first, and left.
When I looked at the man's back, I felt even weirder.
It took a while for the flower path to finish measuring something with his feet. His face was full of shock. He ran impatiently dozens of meters away and slapped the ground again. This time, my heart also exploded.
Only the shouts of densely packed children could be heard one after another, as if the sounds could only be made by more than thirty children.
"What a sin, you actually used a child to make a formation. It seems that he will take action soon!" The flower priest muttered, then raised his hand and pinched it a few times, and his head shook a few times.
Afterwards, the flower director took me directly to the principal's office. The principal knew the flower director and knew our purpose. He first asked us to sit on the sofa outside the door and asked the secretary to make us a pot of tea. He quickly helped us
deal with.
Then we were left to hang out on the sofa until dark.
I couldn't help but ask the director, when did he ever offend this principal?
Hanadaochang sighed and said that there was also a very bad murder and burial case that year. Hanadaochang had just started his career and encountered such a big case. He was excited and wanted to prove himself. As a result, he suspected that the criminal was the murderer before the situation became clear.
The principal was still a teacher at the time.
Although the real culprit was caught in the end, and the two talked about the matter many times, the relationship was already forged, and it has not been resolved until almost twenty years later.
I thought to myself that I would definitely not be able to wait for arrangements today, so I said we should go back and think of other ways.
The flower arborist hesitated for a while, drank all the tea in the cup, and sighed.
We left the school in a very heavy mood. Based on the bones detected by Hanadao, we speculated that this was at least a major event that killed more than a hundred people, and the people behind it were not simple.
When we returned to the store, the female driver was looking at her phone with red eyes. I asked her what was going on, and she said she cried while watching TV.
I looked at her in astonishment, unable to believe that she was such an emotional person.
But she pursed her lips, rolled her eyes at me, and said the food was ready, come and eat.
After dinner, I left the store under guard. The flower director and the female driver went out together, saying they were going to a gathering of righteous people to see if there was any new news.
At eight o'clock, I put down the book, rubbed my eyes, and suddenly saw the shadow of a child in front of me. I quickly opened my eyes to look and found that the shadow was gone.
Just when I thought it was an hallucination, I was tapped by a heavy palm on my right shoulder.
I didn't dare to move at this time. The thick palms represented a strong physical body, and what I remembered was that there was a strong physical body in the cabinet where the corpse was parked. The man was a psychic practitioner before he died. When we found him
He lost his soul, and no strange phenomena appeared in his body.
The autopsy report given by the doctor was death from cardiac paralysis. The first thought in my mind was that it was impossible. A powerful psychic, not a cat or a dog. Even if the heart stopped beating, as long as he used spiritual energy to stimulate the blood, he could still be like that.
Live like a normal person.
But it turned out that this practitioner had no relatives, so he said he had a piece of paper with him, and it was the number of the flower arrangement director written on it.
The flower director saw that this man was pitiful, so he collected the body. Moreover, the price offered by the Justice League for the body of this spiritual practitioner was not low.
I swallowed a sip of saliva, and the spiritual energy threads were slowly released. Suddenly I felt a bone-chilling cold, and a dry, unclear human voice whispered: What is it now, day.
I clicked on my phone, pulled out the calendar, and stretched it toward the left side of my face.
Then the cold air disappeared behind me, and even the palms on my shoulders disappeared.
I slowly turned around and looked back, but he was gone.
I was so scared that I didn't go to the back of the room to look at the cabinet where the corpse was.
For a while, I stood by the door, holding an aluminum stick in my hand, and my eyes almost turned away. Neither the florist nor the female driver came back.
I was scared in my heart. It was really because the disappearance of my clone and Dharma Eye made me feel that I had no confidence in anything and did not dare to try dangerous things. What made me even more helpless was that there seemed to be so many things like hallucinations in the world that I felt
Point out.
Finally, I waited at the door until 11:20, and then the female driver and the florist slowly arrived. I told them about the fake corpse, and the florist suddenly became nervous, rushed to the back with me, and opened the cabinet.
My eyes widened, and I saw that the man actually got into the position where he was originally. He must not have moved, as if he had never moved.
The flower director checked it out, then breathed a sigh of relief and said that the problem was not big, it was just an ordinary soul reflection, and the person who met me just now was not a real corpse, but just a projected shadow.
Although the flower arrangement director said this, I still felt uneasy, so I took a red rope, tied a brass bell on it, and tied it around the man's wrist.
As soon as twelve o'clock arrived, I closed the door, washed myself and lay on the bed, playing with my phone. I saw a shadow drifting past my peripheral vision, and I instantly thought of those children.
While I was searching, a pale face suddenly appeared from under the bed, and I almost screamed out in fright. The moment I was frightened, I quickly retreated to the bedside, with a spiritual energy dagger already condensed in my hand.
"Uncle, I'm dead, you must avenge me!"
I was confused and looked at the little boy who slowly emerged. I grabbed him and wanted to ask him for help, but I saw his figure suddenly blurred. I quickly wrapped the aura thread around him, but found that it couldn't be wrapped at all.
he.
Seeing the little boy leave, I fell into deep thought again. At this moment, a tinkling sound came from downstairs, which was the sound of the brass bell I tied.
It was really a wave of ups and downs, and I almost cried.
Fortunately, I live on the third floor, and the flower director lives on the second floor. If the body wants to come up, it must go through his level. But something unexpected happened to me again.
The heavy footsteps clicked, and the frequency was so fast that they arrived in front of my room in just one breath.
I quickly jumped out of bed, barefooted, and pulled out a sword from my body.