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If it weren't for this character, Mo Chen would probably never have the idea of ​​writing novels. At this moment, he looked at the many saliva articles stored in the computer and couldn't help but have a sudden idea to write a short story based on the incident of Yan Zi's family's explosion.

When he was studying, Mo Chen studied psychology and had some skills in reading people and things. But if he really wanted him to write an article, he didn't know where to start. After thinking about it, Mo Chen decided to tell the real things that happened to Yan Zi's family in the tone of telling a story to a third person.

I have the skeleton of the whole story in my heart, and I write naturally and smoothly. Before I knew it, the light outside the window became dimmer and the night was coming.

"elder brother!"

The vague sound faintly reached Mo Chen's ears, awakening him from his own thinking world.

When I came back in the afternoon, in order to stay alone for a while, Mo Chen closed the bedroom door. Xiao Jing was as famous as she was, staying quietly in the living room and never came to disturb her.

The sound just now was Xiao Jing. Maybe she was really bored and called herself tentatively. Mo Chen thought so and subconsciously glanced at the lower right corner of the screen. It was already ten o'clock in the evening.

As time reminded, his stomach screamed in a bad mood. Mo Chen rubbed his tired eyes, stretched his waist and prepared to go to the kitchen to fill his stomach with food.

When he opened the door, Mo Chen was startled. The living room was pitch black. Then he suddenly remembered that it was still early when he came back, and Xiaojing could not touch the switch of the light.

With a click, as Mo Chen's fingers moved, the ceiling light in the living room lit up.

After a moment of dazzlingness, Mo Chen actually saw that Xiao Jing didn't call him at all. Instead, she tried hard to hook the door lock in the entrance hall, and still muttered "Brother...Brother"

"Xiao Jing?" Mo Chen shouted strangely, but Xiao Jing ignored him, as if he didn't exist in this house at all.

After all, Xiao Jing is not a living person, so there will inevitably be some situations that Mo Chen cannot understand. In a few steps, Mo Chen came to Xiao Jing.

Although Mo Chen's hand could not touch Xiaojing, he still unconsciously patted Xiaojing on the shoulder. The result was imagined that Mo Chen's hand was like plucking the air.

"What's wrong with you?" Mo Chen leaned over and looked at Xiao Jing's face in awkward posture. "Hmm?" He couldn't help but be surprised, his heart full of doubts.

Xiao Jing's eyes, which originally looked like a living person, were dark and the whites of her eyes disappeared at this moment.

Mo Chen reached out and shook his hand in front of Xiao Jing's eyes. Sure enough, Xiao Jing couldn't see him at all, or she was not conscious now.

If there is something wrong with a person's body and spirit, Mo Chen will not feel the trouble and will directly send him to the hospital for emergency treatment.

But Xiaojing is a ghost, and she is a broken ghost. An expert who knows her doesn't know where she went to go and wandered around.

Just as Mo Chen kept calling Xiao Jing and was worried about his stupidity, the anti-theft lock suddenly sounded the sound of the lock spring jumping. Immediately afterwards, as soon as the door opened, Zheng Yi walked in.

"Brother~~"

As soon as the door opened, Xiaojing stopped the movements in her hand, squeezed over Zheng Yi dullly, and walked out.

"Xiao Jing!" Mo Chen shouted worriedly. Zheng Yi glanced at Xiao Jing, waved his hand, grabbed Xiao Jing's back collar, threw it into the room, and brought the door with a bang.

"Huhh~" Mo Chen finally breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Zheng Yi came back in time, otherwise he would have been worried about how to deal with Xiao Jing's situation.

Needless to say, Zheng Yi saw Xiaojing's problem at a glance. He chanted a spell in secret, twisted out two pieces of talisman paper from his arms, drew his fingers in the air twice, and then quickly stuffed it into Xiaojing's ears on both sides.

At the same time, Mo Chen saw Xiao Jing's black eyes gradually retreating and slowly returning to its original appearance. When his eyes returned to normal, Xiao Jing's eyes drooped and his body became soft. Zheng Yi stretched out his arms in time, let Xiao Jing lie on the sofa.

Seeing Xiaojing's appearance, she fell asleep as if she was tired. Then Mo Chen asked Zheng Yi, "What's going on?"

Zheng Yi walked towards the kitchen and said, "Her family is summoning her soul." As he said, Zheng Yi stopped at the door of the kitchen, looked at the situation inside, and grinned in depression, "c! I didn't make the yarn, what should I eat?"

If it were normal, Mo Chen would definitely criticize Zheng Yi for saying that he was not a nanny and had no obligation to cook for Zheng Yi.

At this time, Mo Chen's attention was all on Xiao Jing. Mo Chen asked suspiciously, "Isn't she dead? Why do you still want to summon her soul?"

Zheng Yi gave Mo Chen a blank look, "Go to cook! Brother Yi will tell you if you cook."

"Trade!" Mo Chen crawled into the kitchen without saying a word. After a few strokes, he returned to the living room with two steaming hot bowls.

Zheng Yi glanced at him and showed displeasure on his face, "Just eat noodles? Are you raising me as a monkey?"

"No, monkeys don't eat noodles." Mo Chen put one of the bowls of noodles in front of Zheng Yi and said with a compliment, "I've laid an extra egg for you! That's great!"

"And~" Zheng Yi picked up the chopsticks without any appreciation. Although he looked down on this bowl of noodles, he was really hungry, like a wind storm. He cleaned the noodle soup in the bowl in a few seconds.

After putting down the chopsticks, Zheng Yi then felt free and told Mo Chen as promised what happened just now.

As Zheng Yi said before, the reason why Xiaojing was unconscious was because her family was holding a soul-summoning ceremony.

Mo Chen had a misunderstanding just now. He believed that only when a living person loses consciousness and becomes unconscious, he needs to summon souls. Or the witches who used to dance to the great gods, the most common situation is that when a person is alive, he loses his soul due to some external force or fright, and he needs to summon souls at this time.

But Mo Chen forgot that in "The Horror Serial", Zheng Yi launched a soul-summoning ceremony, and at that time they were trying to attract Fan Tong's cosplayed mother.

Although the soul-summoning failed, the starting point was the same as Xiaojing's current situation. Xiaojing's family wanted to recruit Xiaojing's ghost.

"Then why don't you let her go?" Mo Chen asked. Zheng Yi's tricks just now were keeping Xiao Jing.

Zheng Yi stretched and glanced at Xiaojing who was sleeping. "She was originally disabled. Even if she left here, she would never find her own home. Letting her go would only make her foolishly wander outside."

Zheng Yi said that the summoned soul must first have a clear mind, so that he can find the direction of home under the call of his family or friends.

But now Xiaojing is as if she only hears someone calling her, but she can't tell the source of the sound, so Zheng Yi said that.
Chapter completed!