At this time, the pupils showed a clear red. Yajun's bright red right eye glanced at the window sill. He could clearly see the place where the female ghost existed before, and even the route of moving or disappearing from that place.

’s clear as day.

However, when Yajun looked at the room, his expression changed faintly. It was not that he found something, but that he could not see anything, nothing at all.

After this stalemate for fifteen minutes, the blood-red color in the right eye began to fade and the clarity gradually returned. Although the yin and yang eyes can clearly see the unclean things in the world, it does not last long.

However, just when it was completely dark, Yajun suddenly saw a faint light flickering in a shadowed corner under the shelf of Zhang Min's bed.

It was at this time that Yajun's eyes returned to normal, but they were still bloodshot, but the sharp aura dissipated, making Zhang Min's depressed mood relax.

"What's wrong with you? Are you okay?"

Yajun seemed to have experienced a big battle, with a trace of paleness appearing on his handsome cheeks, and his breath was a little unstable.

The yin and yang eyes consume a lot of Yajun's mind and physical strength. It's good to be able to barely open them now, but with his imprisoned strength, the time to summon them is also very short.

"I'm fine, don't worry!"

He forced out a smile to reassure her, and then Yajun's eyes followed Zhang Min's bed frame and looked into the dark and shadowed corner inside.

A strange color flashed in his eyes, then he walked to the bed and squatted down, stretched out his hand from the dark and unnoticed corner, and took out a small red bag. It was bulging, and you couldn't tell what was inside.

"What's this?"

Zhang Min tilted his head and looked at what Yajun took out from under his bed in confusion.

Holding the red bag in his hand, there was a trace of strange red blood flowing on it, and it seemed to be alive and still flowing. Seeing this scene, not only Zhang Min was shocked, but even Yajun was locked tightly.

brow.

There were some weird patterns carved on it, which were very obscure and looked very clever, but the flowing blood made Yajun feel more and more weird about this thing, and more importantly, how could this thing be in this room.

"Have you seen this thing before?"

Yajun frowned, looked at Zhang Min and asked.

"No, how could I see such a strange thing? I... Hey, wait..." An idea flashed in Zhang Min's head. Looking at the small red bag in Yajun's hand, he felt more and more familiar.

, and finally it suddenly occurred to me that a week ago, at the school gate, the old woman said that she had dropped something, and she took it out and took a look. She didn't look carefully at first, but now she looked at the red bag in Yajun's hand, and she was even more worried.

It feels like.

And now Zhang Min thinks of that old woman, and feels that there seems to be something wrong. She was very dark at that time. Well, yes, it gave Zhang Min a kind of darkness from the soul, and it felt as if that old woman was like a dead person.

, not only the voice, but also the movements looked a bit awkward. And those dry hands. Thinking about it now makes Zhang Min feel a little inexplicable.

"I think I've seen this, but I'm not sure if it's the one you're holding..."

It does look exactly the same, but the difference is that the old woman looked dull when she held it in her hand that day, but now when Yajun holds it in her hand, it is glowing with golden light. It looks extremely weird.

"See you there?"

Yajun quickly asked.

"The school gate!"

"What does that person look like?" Yajun asked.
Chapter completed!