novelraw Chapter 413 Contacted Strange People
Chapter 413 Contacted Strange People
The kraft paper bag was thrown on the table, stirring up a thin layer of dust.
Yuanyuan rubbed her eyes, she sat on the carpet, her hands hugged her knees, and she stared out of the window tightly.
She felt a surge of cold air all over her body, like the cold wind that was wrapped in rain outside the window and fell through the glass at this moment and penetrated into the room.
His eyes were a little sore, and the feeling of fatigue was hidden deep in his body, gradually invading his spiritual support.
"So sleepy." She murmured, lowering her head and resting her head on her knees.
"Yuanyuan." The gentle voice was a little weak, she heard the call in the chaos of consciousness, but she couldn't tell whether it was real or not.
"Come and find me." The voice was far and near, but the tone was much clearer than before: "Don't go away!"
Lu Ye's frightened expression flashed before his eyes.
With a sudden jump in her heart, Yuanyuan raised her head and looked around with her eyes wide open: "Huh?"
The rain was still falling, and there was still no change in the room.
The coldness in the air has not weakened at all, and compared to just now, people can't help shivering.
"It's crazy." Yuanyuan covered her face with her hands, and let out a long sigh between her fingers.
"Actually, we don't need to reply to him in a hurry." Cheng Moxun sat on the edge of the bed, clasped his hands together nervously, and put them on his lap: "You haven't looked well since you came back just now."
"I don't know what else he can do to you." Xu Ziyu paced back and forth, lowering his head and frowning: "Also, why did you run out again when you were disobedient?"
Cheng Moxun opened his mouth slightly, and gave up speaking again.
Xu Ziyu was right to blame, if she hadn't run to room 1344 disobediently, she would have avoided this deal with Ruan's father.
Wait... what is the essence of this deal?
"It seems that the little guy is right." Xu Ziyu stopped, approached Cheng Moxun, bent down and put his hands on her sides: "You are really good at attracting those terrible things."
"What do you mean?" Cheng Moxun blinked, because the two people's faces were too close, and some cheeks were slightly flushed.
"Ah..." Xu Ziyu let out a long sigh. He lowered his head, then raised his head again, his gaze locked on the bewildered eyes in front of him: "Forget it."
Cheng Moxun stared blankly at him standing up, then felt a big gentle hand on the top of his head, and rubbed it gently: "I'll take care of it, don't worry."
The voice is not light or heavy, and the tone is gentle, as if narrating a plain sentence.
But Cheng Moxun's heart, which was hanging in the air, suddenly fell down, and the tense nerves in his brain suddenly relaxed.
She raised her head slightly, looked at Xu Ziyu's complicated eyes, and murmured: "That Startop casino...is there really a ghost in it?"
Xu Ziyu's hand seemed to stiffen for a moment, and then slowly slid from the top of her head to her cheek.
The slightly rough tip of the index finger stroked the delicate skin back and forth without much strength or pause.
It's like an unconscious movement, accompanied by increasingly deep eyes, making the whole person seem unable to figure it out.
"What are you thinking?" Cheng Moxun raised his hand and held his index finger.
"Before I met you." Xu Ziyu lowered his eyes slightly, looked at his grasped fingers, his lips twitched slightly: "I never believed this."
Cheng Moxun felt that somewhere in her heart was gently touched, but she couldn't tell what it was.
"I have always heard that the power behind Xingding is immeasurable." Xu Ziyu continued: "When my grandfather developed the industry in C City in the early years, they sought cooperation."
"Huh?" Cheng Moxun opened his mouth, a little surprised: "So early?"
"Xingding's history is longer than Xu's." Xu Ziyu smiled lightly without paying attention: "There are only a handful of people in the world who have a black gold card..."
"Could it be that the Startop Casino also has one?" Cheng Moxun's eyes widened.
Xu Ziyu froze for a moment, as if suddenly thinking of something, he asked, "Do you know what a black gold card is?"
Cheng Moxun looked at him in surprise: "I know, I have used it."
how?This memory has not been recovered yet?
"Use it? Whose did you use it?" Xu Ziyu's eyebrows were raised high, looking very surprised: "Could it be..."
"Of course it's yours!" Seeing his appearance, Cheng Moxun knew it in his heart: "You haven't remembered yet."
"Really?" Xu Ziyu seemed relieved: "Then it's nothing."
He sat down beside Cheng Moxun: "I only heard that the owner of Xingding Casino also has a black gold card; back then, grandpa used some method to keep Xingding and Xu's from getting along well."
"Does it mean not to interfere with each other?" Cheng Moxun frowned suspiciously: "Could it be that the Xu family also has a casino business?"
"No." Xu Ziyu shook his head: "Xingding doesn't seem to care about peer issues, they care more about other things."
Cheng Moxun tilted his head: "What is it?"
"You can provide soul sacrifices to ghosts and gods, so that you can get blessings and get more wealth." Xu Ziyu scratched the tip of her nose: "But they are all rumors, and they are things I have always refused to believe."
"Soul..." The word was twirling back and forth on his lips, and Cheng Moxun's thoughts drifted to a long time ago.
The boy named Matthew, standing not far from him, watched the spirit body push him down the tall building with a look that was bound to win.
It is a terrible memory.
But at the end of the day, Matthew's purpose seems to be her soul.
Why is there a need for a soul... Why bother to get such an illusory, meaningless thing from a certain point of view?
"However, I just talked to that ghost." Xu Ziyu's face was a little ugly, as if recalling a memory he didn't like very much: "I think these rumors may be true."
"What are you going to do?" Cheng Moxun felt a faint uneasiness in his heart.
"I've often seen this kind of practice by any means for the benefit." Xu Ziyu didn't answer directly: "It's just that I prefer to fight strategically."
"So, you don't want to hurt Mo Yimo, right?" Cheng Moxun couldn't figure out his thoughts.
Xu Ziyu's eyelids drooped slightly, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Of course. But if it's about your safety, I can't make a calm decision."
"Are you..." Really planning to fulfill the agreement with Ruan's father?Cheng Moxun couldn't understand: "What is it about me that makes you worry about this?"
Xu Ziyu remained silent. He remembered the cloud of gray-white smoke that Ruan Ruan dragged his soul out of his body in the morning...
The actions of constantly attacking Cheng Moxun made him still have lingering fears when he recalled it.
He didn't want to inexplicably hurt the innocent, but Cheng Moxun was an exception that must be protected.
Unscrupulous and trying his best to protect this woman.
In any case, you can't experience a second loss.
When Lihuajing returned to the hotel room, she saw Cheng Moxun sleeping soundly on the bed, while Xu Ziyu was sitting on the sofa smoking silently.
As night fell, the room was pitch black.
The red flame of the cigarette is bright and dim, and in the darkness, it looks like a temporarily resident firefly.
"Oh, I came into contact with a strange person." The pear flower essence leaned in front of Xu Ziyu, her nose twitched a few times, as if she was sniffing: "There are also evil spirits... well, it's really choking."
She frowned and straightened up, looking at Xu Ziyu who couldn't see her at all, showing a playful expression: "It seems that I heard a tangled story."
Xu Ziyu has been in a trance, but every half a minute or so, his thoughts will be interrupted suddenly, and then he will take a puff of cigarette.
There is an air filtration system in the room. If you smoke in this location, you don't have to worry about the smell of tobacco drifting to the bed.
But even so, after several times of thinking, he extinguished half of the cigarette in his hand.
And he needs a stimulating taste to soothe his nerves, and cigarettes don't seem to be enough.
Maybe next time you can consider buying a few cigars like Xu Jia did.
After the cigarette was extinguished, he seemed to have been exhausted from his whole body, just sitting on the sofa like that, thinking about nothing, doing nothing.
It wasn't until a strange force pulled him up suddenly that all the strength returned to his body again.
He stood by the sofa, looked at himself sitting on the sofa, and couldn't help blinking, but his mood was unexpectedly calm.
"Little guy, what are you doing here again?" He said while lowering his head and looking around.
However, halfway through the line of sight, Li Huajing was looking at him from a distance with a mentally ill expression on her face.
"It's you this time?" He seemed a little surprised, but he didn't show much reaction.
"It looks like that kid is very effective in brainwashing you." Pear Blossom Essence raised her hand lightly, and then drew a half circle in the air with her index finger.
Xu Ziyu only felt a white light flash in front of his eyes, and the next second, he stood beside the bed for some reason.
"Can you see those things?" Pear Blossom Essence appeared on the other side of the bed, staring at the gray-white smoke floating above Cheng Moxun's body.
Xu Ziyu nodded.
"That kid is right, it's just resentment." Pear Blossom Jing snorted coldly: "But she doesn't know, it wasn't that bear who drove it out."
"What?" Xu Ziyu was stunned for a moment: "It's not him?"
"What that little guy said is really the most absurd anecdote I've heard in hundreds of years." Pear Blossom Essence's mouth curled up: "Evil spirits help people drive away evil spirits."
Xu Ziyu frowned, unable to understand what the pear blossom essence was talking about.
"This thing." Pear Blossom Essence lightly raised her hand, pointing at the cloud of gray-white smoke: "This is not pure resentment, it is the strong desire of the soul to wander between Yin and Yang for too long and want to find a way back."
"Could it be because Mo Xun once..." Xu Ziyu frowned. He actually had taboos about these things.
"No, no, no, you underestimate people." Li Huajing glanced at Xu Ziyu in surprise: "I personally arranged for Cheng Moxun's resurrection, how could such a thing remain?"