"Then should I want to...or don't?"

Fang Ping'an felt a headache, and he couldn't answer such a question at all.

I feel that it is dangerous to think about or not to answer...

So he can only show:

I really can't answer you this kind of question, after all, I'm just a cute husky.jpg

Li Cunxiao looked at the young man in front of him with a smile, feeling interesting in his heart. He turned his back to Fang Ping'an and said openly: "I think I will attach myself to you with a means called "Shen Shentou". In the future, I will naturally take you as the main one, like waving my arms."

As he said that, he paused, turned to face Fang Ping'an, and said warmly: "If I don't want to, I will naturally not leave someone who knows my background in this world."

Fang Ping'an was shocked when he heard this and said without thinking:

"Think about it!!!"

Li Cunxiao grinned when he heard the answer he wanted.

""Shen Shentou" is a trick that I automatically understand after waking up in this world. I don't know what it is, but it is not harmful to you, and during this period I will disconnect from the outside world. If you want to go to places like Red Mansions, you can rest assured..."

hiss……

Fang Ping'an took a breath of air conditioning. As expected, no matter what era, driving skills are born full, no matter how young or old.

Fang Ping'an smacked his lips, suppressed the urge to follow the boss to race together, and imitated Li Cunxiao's tone and said: "Okay, then... please... please senior Jingsi."

Li Cunxiao nodded, and the dark ghost energy burst out, turning into black rainbow lights and pounced on Fang Ping'an's back. At the same time, he said: "An Jingsi has long been dead, so I can call me Li Cunxiao in the future."

As soon as he finished speaking, the dark rainbow light disappeared from the spot with Li Cunxiao, and Fang Ping'an had an extra tattoo on his back.

With white hair shawls and a bloody robe, the man has a gentle face but looks as if he is looking forward to it.

…………

Jin Fei'er's scalp numbness left the horror game interface, scared like a kitten full of fur. She looked up at the time. It was already past three in the morning, and she was the only one left in the company.

At this time, the empty office, except for her desk lamp, was pitch black. The empty office seemed particularly quiet and dark, and the window was dark, and only the sound of the wind blowing the leaves was heard.

She just graduated this year and today is her first night shift. Because she was bored, she clicked on a recently popular horror game [Hong Kong Story Record]. After playing for a while, she regretted it.

Too scary.

But this is how girls are. They are both afraid and curious and want to play. Because they are too devoted to playing, they play for two hours without realizing it.

Jin Fei'er sat on the chair and slowly calmed down, then turned her head left and right, looked at the corridor of the office, and then looked out the window.

She always felt that in this dark and empty office, in an inconspicuous corner, there were cold eyes staring at her.

Jin Fei'er's scalp was numb and she felt a little cold on her body. Her heartbeat was like a drum. In fact, she knew that she was just scaring herself and shocking her, but she just couldn't help thinking about those terrifying scenes.

Jin Fei'er regrets it now, very regrets it.

You shouldn't be tempted to play, try to play that horror game.

Pick, pick, pick...

Sudden!

There were sounds of footsteps coming from the empty corridor.

Jin Fei'er suddenly froze when she heard the sound and stood there in a daze. Her eyes were wide open, and her expression was a little panicked and scared.

Pick, pick...

It seemed as if... the owner of the footsteps had just been fished out of the water, and each step had the sound of water slapping on the floor tiles.

The footsteps were neither too fast nor too slow, and they walked forward step by step, and each step seemed to be stepping on Jin Fei'er's heart, getting closer and closer.

Jin Fei'er leaned uneasyly on the backrest of the chair.

"Yes...yes...who is there!"

"Is it... the security guard who is on the night watch?"

Jin Fei'er's body trembled slightly and her voice was trembling.

As her voice fell, the footsteps outside the office suddenly disappeared, and there was no sound at all.

She stood up nervously, grabbed the stapler on the desk in her hand, pricked up her ears and listened to the movements in the darkness. There was silence in the darkness, and only her heavy breathing sound was left.

Time passed, and the torture of the second as the year was almost breaking Jin Fei'er's fragile nerves. She relaxed her mind and held the stapler tightly with her right hand, just as Jin Fei'er was about to go out to take a look.

The footsteps sounded again.

Pick... Pick...

But the footsteps seemed to be in the office this time!

In the empty and dark office, footsteps kept ringing in the dark corners, but no one could see.

Jin Fei'er was frightened and her face was pale, her hair was standing up all over her body, and her eyes were frightened. She bit her lips tightly and tried to relieve her fear with the pain.

Pick! Pick!

The girl's tears were wet and her body trembled wider, and she was almost scared to tears.

"You...who are you! Don't scare me, okay?"

The footsteps stopped with the sound of her words.

Something incredible happened, a dark and twisted thing flashed in the darkness, and the dark facial features seemed to be staring at the girl and smiling.

The stapler in her hand fell to the ground. She looked at the darkness in despair. Jin Fei'er wanted to scream, but her heart seemed to be tightly held and she could not make any sound.

What is that...

Why!

Why is there such a thing?

The biting cold seemed to stroke her face as if a pair of slippery hands, fear completely devoured her, and she widened her eyes in horror.

…………

A man in yellow stands beside a young man holding a carving knife.

"it's over?"

"It's over." The young man nodded, and then handed the clay sculpture to the man in yellow. "There were seventy-six resentful ghosts carved into it, and only then could he barely awaken a thread of this person's clone. Including this thread, he awakened a total of three threads, one step closer to the boss's request."

The man in yellow took the clay sculpture, looked at His constantly turning eyes, and nodded with satisfaction, "Is there any noise left behind when I take action this time?"

The young man took a deep breath, wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, and thought for a while and said, "It's not big or small. Because this person's clone awakens, the per capita spiritual vision in Dongxia City has been affected more or less recently, and there may be a large number of "visible" situations."

The man in yellow nodded, turned around and put the clay sculpture into the original wooden box, and then transported the wooden box to a place in the city that had been prepared long ago through the ripples of the yellow box.

After doing all this, the man in yellow smiled at the young man who was still sitting on the ground and said, "Let's go, go to the next place."

The latter couldn't help rolling his eyes.

The young man straightened the mask on his face and asked weakly: "Where are we going this time?"
Chapter completed!