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Chapter 18: Memory Learning Method

Thinking that I could not fall into passivity, I used force and pulled the knife over. The figure also came over with me and was about to jump into my arms.

No matter what, I kicked him, but it was in vain. Instead, I pulled my body forward with one foot and stepped on the ground.

I quickly rushed to the wall and turned on the light.

When the light came, my eyes were empty, there was nothing.

After swallowing, I turned off the light, and the figure turned around. I quickly turned on the light, and the figure disappeared again.

This scene reminds me of a short video that is widely circulated on the Internet. The ghost is invisible when you turn on the light. When you turn off the light, it is three meters away from you. When you turn on the light, it disappears again. When you turn off the light, it is in front of you...

I hesitated whether to click to turn off the light again. My curiosity seemed to explode, so I clicked to turn off the light.

The figure was gone, and I was feeling happy when I suddenly felt something touching me on my thigh.

When I looked down, I saw a green face looking straight at me, holding something black in my hand!

I shook my body suddenly and turned on the light again. I didn't care whether the landlord doubled the electricity bill or not.

"I touched you, hehe, hehe..."

That green little face didn't disappear, and the black nails on the pale fingers were stuck on my waist. No matter how hard I shook it off, I couldn't get rid of it!

Suddenly there was a stabbing pain in my waist and a feeling of tearing flesh and blood. I rushed to the doctor in a hurry and swung the blade of the knife to hit my waist. It still passed through its body and hit me.

In my body, Xuerou suddenly opened her eyes. I lost control of my body. I only saw the kitchen knife being thrown to the ground. My hand glowed with a layer of white light. I grabbed the little boy's neck and raised it into the air.

Squeeze tightly.

"Spare your life, spare your life, sister, spare your life!"

"Hmph, you want to live after eating my spiritual body?"

Xuerou shouted coldly, my hands suddenly moved, and the little boy instantly turned into white smoke and disappeared in the air.

A bloody mouse fell down at the same time. I was stunned for a moment. This kid must have been eating a mouse under my bed just now.

My body gradually regained control, and I quickly looked inside my body. I saw Xuerou sitting cross-legged in a black space, surrounded by a trace of white smoke.

I lay on the bed and hesitated for a long time before stammering: "Xue Rou, can you teach me how to deal with ghosts?"

"Can."

I felt happy and was about to speak when scenes suddenly popped up in my mind. There were scenes of Xuerou being besieged by four or five people dressed as Taoist priests. There were also naked men with empty eyes talking about how to deal with ghosts.

picture of the method.

I guessed that these might be memory fragments she had accumulated little by little after she became a ghost. These things were like treasures to me, and I quickly threw myself into them. Many strange spells and spells I had never seen before were slowly absorbed by me.

.

By the time all the memories faded like a tide, I was already sweating profusely, and I could still smell a sour smell. Looking inside, Xuerou was still sitting cross-legged, but her face was no longer as pale as before.

I washed up, it was seven o'clock in the morning, and the sun was shining outside. I thought that even if I had the thirty thousand yuan from my uncle, I couldn't just sit back and rest. In addition to having a thousand-year-old female ghost in my body, I could learn some things from her memory.

His ghost-killing skills are no different from those of ordinary fresh graduates.

Furthermore, I am still very confident in my professional knowledge, and the desire to achieve my goals has been deeply imprinted in my heart since I just stepped out of school.

I opened my laptop, forwarded my resume and information about several companies I was applying for to my phone, picked up my backpack, and went out.

Bathed in the sunshine, the gloom of the past few days was swept away. When I arrived at the first company I applied for, the beautiful woman standing at the front desk looked at me and smiled, pointing to the open door of the office next to me.

There were people about my age sitting inside, looking down at books or in a daze.

I nodded and walked in. After waiting for two hours, people began to leave one after another. I couldn't hold it in any longer, but when I saw the beautiful woman at the front desk glancing over from time to time, I felt weird.

Is it possible that the application process has already started, and who has been sitting there longer?

I thought of my keen uncle, and I gritted my teeth and tried my best. Isn't it better to be patient? There is a thousand-year-old female ghost inside me. If I tell you, I will scare you to death!

When it was almost noon, I was the only one still sitting in the office. As strong as I was, I couldn't bear it anymore. I was only one lullaby away from falling asleep.

"Hello, general manager, the person applying for the job is over there."

"Ah, oops, I forgot about this. I have an important meeting later. Just look at it. If your academic qualifications are no problem, I'll hire you."

As soon as I heard the voice and turned around, I saw a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes walking out quickly, leaving the beautiful woman at the front desk looking at me with a smile.

My heart is broken. Where did you find this unreliable general manager? What the hell did you apply for and ask the front desk to work?

The beauty took one step at a time, took the resume I sent before, looked at me a few times, her face suddenly became gloomy, and she threw the resume on the table: "You can go, you didn't pass."

What?

Looking at her charming figure, I felt so bad-tempered that I rushed up with my bag on my back, slapped her on the butt with my palm, turned around and ran out.

"You, you, you, gangster!"

Although I couldn't see her face, I felt happy when I heard the anxiety and anger in her voice.

Grandma's legs, obviously I am the one who sticks to it until the end, she can get over it if she is accommodating, but she never thought that she is a little bitch, a green tea bitch.

I regretted it as I ran out of the building where the company was located. Every company upstairs was well-known, and surveillance cameras were everywhere. If she reported the crime and had an obscene record, what would I do in the future?

Mix it up.

People are like this. The more I think about it, the more afraid I become. The more afraid I become, the more I think about it. The three companies I interviewed with all eliminated me on the grounds of poor social skills and poor language skills.

At the end, after walking around in a big circle and it was almost dark, I came to the building to see if I could find the girl, apologize and relieve my worries.

I had unlimited refills at the coffee shop opposite the building, and it wasn’t until ten o’clock in the evening that I saw the girl at the front desk walking out in high heels.

I stood up quickly, and before I could walk out of the store, the waiter came to my seat and took my coffee cup away.

Following all the way, the girl at the front desk stopped for a moment, sat on a bench by the roadside and changed into a pair of lightweight sneakers. We walked further and further away, and finally came to the dilapidated old town.

I jogged all the way, thinking about whether I could create an unexpected encounter and apologize to her. But the road conditions in front of me became more and more complicated. The winding alleys were as complicated as nine twists and turns, so I had no choice but to bite the bullet.

Rushed forward.

"Sister, sister, wait for me."

The girl at the front desk didn't even look back, she let out a strange scream and ran away.

I have a good relationship, but you are treating me like a pervert who is following you around.


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