Monsters Will Die if They Are Killed

　　 "There are so many grievances, and there is an evil spirit about to take shape!"

In the spiritual world, even Yala was surprised by it: "This woman's mind is quite tough. You know, ordinary human beings will be absorbed a lot of positive emotions just by being possessed by a grievance, and the whole person will change. It got gloomy.

　　 If it is an evil spirit, it is more likely to be directly depressed. You can't feel any happy emotions. It basically doesn't take long for you to commit suicide due to emotional breakdown and depression. "

"And now there are so many evil spirits and evil spirits turned into curses... The enemies of your friend's house are definitely not private enmities. There is no large organization that is secretly involved. It is absolutely impossible to create a curse of this level before the aura is restored. !"

Su Zhou didn’t reply to Snake Ling’s words. He smiled and chatted with Wen Yuefeng. He showed his muscles and proved that he was very healthy. After he was able to eat a pot of food, he helped her push her wheelchair to the TV. Before, I continued to watch the cross talk show happily.

　　 "Crosstalk, actually has such power? This endless stream of positive emotions..."

Su Zhou and Shao Qiming went upstairs together and headed to each other's room, while Snake Ling peeked out of the hair on the back of Su Zhou's head and looked at Wen Yuefeng, who was still humming a small song and watching the cross talk, with emotion in his heart: "No. , Maybe there is a relationship, but the fundamental factor is that this woman's heart is unusually strong!"

　　 "Human beings are really interesting, such unexpected things, miracles shining in the dark, so I have always been happy, even if the cost is..."

　　 At this time, Su Zhou, who did not show any abnormality on the surface, had already arrived at the other's room with Shao Qiming.

Opposite Shao Qiming’s room was a room with a black skull sign hanging at the door. Su Zhou knew that it was the room of Shao Shuangyue, the youngest daughter of the Shao family. He could hear the crackling keyboard and mouse clicks from the door, and he could also hear one of them. A girly voice full of anger, but still a bit milky.

　　 "Come on the middle road! The middle road was fucked! Hurry up, teleport!"

　　 "Help, help, help, help, help!!"

　　 "What the **** do you eat?! Do you know how to play games? No eyes, big brother, no people, your father, I really want to be **** off by you guys!"

　　 "Block black report blocking, ****! (contains fragrance

Hearing this voice, Shao Qiming couldn't help sighing. He was about to say something. At this moment, with the sound of thumping footsteps, the door with the black skull logo opened, and one looked quite quiet and well-behaved. The black long straight girl who didn't exactly match her previous voice just walked out of the room with a glass of water bulgingly.

At first, the girl looked very angry, but after seeing Su Zhou, she couldn't help but her eyes brightened, waving a water glass and said in surprise: "Oh, Brother Zhou, you are here?! Hurry up, take me to the dark and abuse that. Help Caiji!"

　　 "...I'm going to be in the third year of high school, so I will temporarily abstain from computer games for a year."

Su Zhou avoided the little bit of water splashing out of the water glass. He glanced at each other intently. After seeing the girls were a little uncomfortable, his expression slowed down, and righteously said: "Shuangyue, you too, almost the third year. Now, it’s time to prepare for the high school entrance examination, study hard, and make progress every day!"

"Cut, don't bring it, watch me blast the nine with one person!" Upon hearing these words, the girl named Shao Shuangyue's expression turned cold, she shook her head, waved the water glass in her hand, and then Mumbled and walked downstairs: "Forget it, let's play the single player. Recently, the single row always feels bad and loses points crazily..."

　　 However, before going down the stairs, she turned her head and whispered, “It’s good if you both come back safely. On the day you were notified, Mom and Dad were very worried... well, so did I.”

After 　　, she didn't hear a reply, so she went downstairs to drink water.

　　 "It's also the rebellious period."

　　 Shao Qiming looked at the back of his sister's departure, and sighed softly, "Forget it, anyway, the grades haven't dropped. If you can play more before the third year of high school, please play more...Come on, A Zhou, come into the room."

　　 Closed the door, Shao Qiming was about to show Su Zhou some of the seemingly extraordinary anomalies he had recently collected, but he found that his friend's expression suddenly became gloomy: "What's wrong, A Zhou?"

　　 "A big thing. You sit down first."

The two sat at the desk by the window. After Su Zhou made sure that there was no one around, he shrugged, and the scarlet snake appeared from his temples: "Let’s not talk nonsense—this one is to guide you. Come to save my snake spirit, it calls itself Yarra."

　　 "Ah, hello, thank you for your guidance, I saved Su Zhou."

Before Yala could reply, Shao Qiming first expressed his gratitude. His sincere tone made the snake spirit a little uncomfortable: "Okay, you saved yourself by yourself. If you don’t have the group, take it. Those who hold my holy prayer book, you may not be in danger-thank you, but it is not necessary."

　　 After getting to know each other with the snake spirit, who is not a good snake, based on the relationship between Su Zhou and Shao Qiming, naturally there is no need for greetings. Su Zhou directly explained a series of actions and battles after he realized that the tour guide had a problem.

　　 But Shao Qiming was a little surprised when he heard that Su Zhou started killing people with horrible hands. At other times, he had a thoughtful or well-killed expression. He was holding a pencil manuscript paper in his hand, but he didn't remember half of the word. He just scribbled a few pictures, as if to vaguely engrave the scene in Su Zhou's mouth.

　　 "I didn't expect the battle to be so dangerous... It was all me, too careless, and it became a drag on you."

Shao Qiming occasionally blames himself, and from time to time he looks at Su Zhou's left hand, which was empty and intact now, but Su Zhou didn't care about it: "It's useless for you to be cautious. I was still a little confused at the time. I didn't. Immediately regain consciousness and start, otherwise, the car will not enter the woods at all, and both of them will die for me on the road."

　　 "Well, things in Shan are roughly the same. Now I want to tell you a very important thing."

　　 "I'm listening."

Shao Qiming has always been a good listener, whether as a student or as a friend. After considering his vocabulary, Su Zhou said straightforwardly: "Qiming, you are not born with sickness. It's a curse from other people."

　　 "The pneumonia in your childhood was not your problem at all, it was caused by someone calling a resentful soul to possess your body and curse you."

　　 When he heard this sentence at first, Shao Qiming still didn't react, and after Su Zhou repeated it calmly, he narrowed his eyes slightly and put down the paper in his hand.

"You mean, that pneumonia when I was a child was not caused by my natural illness and weakness, and the shadows weren't because I was dying and came to my soul—they are the cause of my illness, and there are still more troubles so far. Eliminate, right."

　　 Shao Qiming's voice was very calm. He didn't show any angry emotions. He just let out a sigh of relief and said faintly: "So it's not that it is impossible to explain."

　　 After saying this, he raised his head, leaned back on the chair, and silently looked towards the white ceiling.

　　—Illness. The problem that plagued his half-life, no matter what he did or wanted to do, this fragile body was the biggest and most desperate problem lying in the path.

If you can’t eat too much, you’re prone to fainting when you exercise, you can’t drink a lot of drinks, you’ve been taking medicine, you can’t stand your body if you use your brain for a long time, you can’t breathe well when the weather changes a little, and you’re inconvenient to move. It is not suitable to go out for a month.

　　 This kind of life, he has lived for nearly ten years.

Shao Qiming once thought about why, such as the reason why his parents’ genes were thrown off the pot, or the idea of ​​self-examination that he did not care about his body when he was a child, he had thought about it and blamed himself, but none of these answers Meaning, his body is so bad, as if it was a joke from God.

　　—He is about to accept it.

　　 Available now! Someone, his best friend tells himself!

　　 None of this is the fault of myself and my parents... Everything is because of the ‘curse’, the curse of outsiders.

　　 "Hey." Looking at the ceiling, Shao Qiming smiled slightly: "This world is quite interesting."

Su Zhou didn't want to sell off his friends. He waited until the other party calmed down a little bit before continuing: "It's not just you. Aunt Wen's muscle atrophy is also caused by the same resentment, and the number is extremely scary, at least Much scarier than you."

　　 "Pop!"

　　 And this time, Shao Qiming couldn't keep calm anymore, he subconsciously broke the pencil in his hand, gritted his teeth and shouted, "What?!"

　　 Su Zhou did not reply. After taking a few deep breaths, Shao Qiming's heart gradually recovered from excitement. He and his friend looked at each other, clenched and loosened his hands, and finally exhaled and said solemnly: "I believe you-want How to deal with it?"

　　 "Actually it's not difficult, you can experience it yourself."

Su Zhou didn’t like to bend around. He took out a bag with a few pieces of wood chips and pressed it directly on Shao Qiming’s chest—just for a moment, the pure and holy clean light shined for a moment, and Shao Qiming He had always felt that something was pressing, and his lungs, which had made him difficult to breathe, suddenly became unblocked.

　　 The breeze rolled.

　　 is a simple moment, everything has changed.

How to say? It feels like the whole person was soaked in the cold water, oppressed by the cold, day and night, even I am used to it.

But in an instant, the warmth from the sun ran through his body with the blood, causing Shao Qiming to shiver subconsciously, and the gloomy air in his body disappeared with the shaking, and turned into a gray that only Lingshi can see behind him. Bleak and sorrowful.

　　 Can vaguely hear the wailing, smell the blood, feel that something cold in the body has faded... It's like, regaining a new life.

　　 "This'sacred object' can disperse the yin energy and stop the curse from worsening."

At this moment, the edge of Su Zhou's pupils was flashing with blue-purple aura, as deep as an abyss. He had determined that the yin qi that had accumulated in Shao Qiming's body was cleared away, leaving only the black source point as the source. Stubbornness, hidden in the depths of flesh and blood. He closed his eyes, then opened them again, ending Lingshi: "But if you want to completely purify your curse and return you and Aunt Wen's body to normal people, I need my spirit to be successful and become an ‘awakened one’."

"Of course, Aunt Wen is a bit troublesome, but it's not difficult. Just find an opportunity for Aunt Wen to wear ritual sacred jewelry and wear it on her body. Not to mention the evil spirit curse, the big devil will be suppressed and purified. Slightly."

"It's really useful!" And now it's still a bit awkward. Shao Qiming, who can't accept such a fast pace, subconsciously accepted the wood chips handed out by Su Zhou. He tried to take a few deep breaths, but the result was really not like it. There was a gloomy pain like that before.

　　 "This...this feeling..."

This made his always calm eyes red in an instant, and his heart was full of joy, sorrow, anger and sigh—thanks to Su Zhou, hatred for the cursed, all kinds of extremely complicated feelings brewing, and the mixed tastes made him feel unhappy. Time is speechless.

After a long time, Shao Qiming, who gradually calmed down, raised his head and carefully placed these seemingly inconspicuous sawdust in the lined pocket, and then he looked at Su Zhou brightly, as if he could ignite the fire: "Say it. Day, how can you rejuvenate?"

　　 "Actually, it's all right now."

Su Zhou had something to say straight, and he didn't hide anything: "However, if UU Read www.uukanshu.com wants to perfect and advance, it needs a lot of money to buy materials, such as silver, gold, mercury, and some gems. It's a lot of money."

　　 "Did that existence tell you...how much?"

Easily understand what his friends mean. Shao Qiming is as refreshing as a computer program. As soon as Su Zhou’s voice fell, he turned on his mobile phone and logged on to online banking: “What money can solve is not a big deal—our relationship still needs to be cared about. This? Stop talking nonsense."

　　 "Twenty..."

　　 Su Zhou originally opened his mouth and only wanted to quote a basic price, but suddenly realized that he didn't seem to have any outlets. After buying it alone, maybe the price would rise, he hesitated: "No...300,000?"

　　 "Then I will call you half a million-forget it."

　　 Shao Qiming is preparing to make money quickly-the home of the big wealthy businessmen, the provincial-level learning hegemony never messes up, and the eldest son's association that makes people very worry-free does not have the money?

But after thinking that Su Zhou might not have relevant channels, he shook his head and put down his cell phone and said: "You can tell me the demand for materials directly. I will prepare it for you. When you need it, tell me and give it directly. You send it over—all the relevant materials you will need in the future, I have packaged for you."

　　 "Eh, this feeling is good!" Su Zhou was overjoyed-this matter is a bit difficult to tell because of his personality. How can I think of the other party directly rounding up: "Thank you for your reward!"

　　 Does this count as a nurturing? Alas, how can the matter of good brothers be called nurturing? This is called a helping hand of friendship!

　　 "No thanks, A Zhou." And Shao Qiming put his broken pencil and mobile phone by the table, he smiled slightly: "This is also to help myself."

　　 This smile is golden.

　　 In short, it was so.