Chapter 1072： fear

But since Mu Zi asked, she didn't explain clearly, I'm afraid she will think more wildly.

Mu Zi's voice was tense: "This kind of thing...will it happen in the future?"

In the future, will there be gamblers who will be confused and driven to commit suicide by jumping off the building?

Murong Cheng's long eyebrows furrowed and looked at Old Ghost Huang.

The others also looked at Huang Old Ghost.

"How easy is it!" Huang Laogui said with disdain, "If you want to be a ghost, you must first obtain the birthdate of the other party, and then make a kind of introduction, and quietly sprinkle three drops on the other party. Whoever dies will die, otherwise, wouldn't it be invincible in the world!"

Wang Zhan complained irritably: "The evil trick is really troublesome. Now that we know that the other party has a ghost, do we have other aspects to beware of?"

"This...this..." Huang Laogui hesitated, "It depends on the person raising the ghost and how far the ghost has been raised."

Huang Laogui explained: "When a person just dies, like a newborn baby, he can't see anything clearly, he can't hear anything. After a long time, he can see the picture and hear the sound slowly. If you die longer, the soul becomes a ghost. Feeding the soul with the living soul and tame it properly can have many uses. Ghost pat on the head is only one of them.

The more you raise, the more things you can do, but the stronger the ghost means the smarter, less obedient, and easier to eat back the owner. Therefore, people who raise ghosts are more hungry, meaning that they cannot be fed. Otherwise, you will be greedy, and the ghost will eat with your soul! "

The volume of Huang Laogui's last sentence was slightly sharp, and Wang Zhan couldn't help but shudder.

He would rather be stabbed to death or shot to death by someone than to die in the hands of a ghost, it is too panic!

But the old ghost Huang is endless, still saying: "In fact, ghosts are not as terrible as you think. They can't touch or touch people. What do you do when you want to harm people? Our old saying is charming mind, hey! Use now In scientific terms, it’s called interference brain waves! When this brain waves are messed up, don’t people get confused? Let’s do what they do, let them jump off the building, and when they’re about to jump, this person should wake up too, have a little head and eyes I opened it—it's done, I'm braided!"

Wang Zhan could hear the goose bumps, "Okay, you can't plug your mouth if you have something to drink and eat!"

Du Hao was courteous and smiled: "Mr. Huang's words are easy to understand."

"Good talk, good talk!" Huang Laogui grinned and took a piece of cake and ate it.

They talked and laughed, but Mu Zi's heart was heavy and couldn't relax.

Mu Zening is the thorn in her heart.

She can accept Mu Zening to let go of the past and find a new life.

It can also be accepted that Mu Zening died unfortunately and no longer exists in this world.

Only unacceptable, Mu Zening lived with hatred, paranoia and madness, dormant in the dark, ready to give her a fatal blow at any time.

This feels so creepy!

It's like being aimed at by a black muzzle, but I don't know when it will shoot a bullet!

At night, Mu Zi couldn't sleep.

She thinks by day and dreams by night. She suspects that once she falls asleep, she will have nightmares.

Xu is that she keeps moving, and Murong Cheng beside him can't sleep well. He hears the whistling outside, suspecting that the windows are not closed, get out of bed and close the windows.

Just walked to the window, Mu Zi suddenly sat up on the bed!

Murong Cheng was stunned.

In the next instant, Mu Zi had already rushed over and hugged him tightly!

Murong Cheng was stunned at first, but then he couldn't help but laugh when thinking of the words Huang Laogui said.

He stroked Mu Zi's hair and said softly: "This is the second floor, even if I jump down, I can't die."

This kind of comfort didn't work at all.

Mu Zi's hands and feet were cold, and her body trembled fiercely. She hugged Murong Cheng harder and harder, wishing to embed her whole body into his body.

Murong Cheng finally realized that this was not the time to make a joke.

He hugged Mu Zi back to the bed, put his arms in his arms, and patiently stroked his thin back again and again, as if calming his cat.

"Zizi, no one can kill me except you."