Dou Dabao and I looked at each other, feeling a little embarrassed.

I finally know what the house smells like. At some stage of my life, most normal men have done similar actions to the person in bed.

But... it's too exaggerating to be so selfless towards the quilt?

"I'm going to die, such a big man, I'm not ashamed?"

Jinghai stomped his feet and raised his hand to the person on the bed.

He didn't see any other moves, just raised his hand and the young man collapsed like a deflated ball.

Sima Nan is not a superstitious person. Even she said that her cousin might have been possessed by evil spirits, so there is probably a real problem.

I resisted my disgust, walked to the bed, and turned the young man over.

Seeing his appearance clearly, I couldn't help but be shocked.

I have seen this young man. That time in the old TV building, he and Sima Nan pretended to be a fool and teased me.

I still remember that his name seems to be Zhang Kuan.

He should still be a college student, the kind who is cheerful and outgoing.

But now Zhang Kuan's face is sallow, his eyes are pitch black, and his eye sockets are sunken. He doesn't mean he looks like a ghost, but he also looks like an addict.

What’s even more exaggerated is that although he didn’t take off his clothes, a large area in the middle of his pants was wet, and even the quilt was wet. What’s the “exhaust”?

"Damn, this is too hard, right?" Dou Dabao said horrifiedly.

Seeing that Zhang Kuan was motionless and as if he was asleep, I knew it was Jinghai who had done the trick.

Apart from the blackening of Yin Tang, I couldn't see anything unusual about Zhang Kuan. I couldn't stand the smell of the house, so I asked Zhang Kuan's parents and Sima Nan to go outside to talk.

I asked the three of them when something went wrong with Zhang Kuan.

Zhang Kuan's father, Sima Nan's uncle, said: Starting the day before yesterday, after Zhang Kuan came back from outside in the afternoon, he hid in the room and stopped coming out. During dinner in the evening, Zhang Kuan's mother went to the house to call him, and found that he was...

The old couple didn't take it seriously at that time. After all, they all came from young, so they didn't know what their son was doing.

But later, the old couple began to feel something was wrong. Zhang Kuan never left the house for three consecutive days.

Zhang Kuan's father tried to call him, but he seemed to be unable to hear or see others, and he was just tossing on the bed alone.

I asked: Before the accident, Zhang Kuan did anything or had any special people he had contacted.

The old couple shook their heads with Sima Nan.

Sima Nan said that Zhang Kuan is lively by nature and his life is very simple. In addition to class, he usually goes on a bicycle or swimming with his classmates.

Sima Nan seemed to suddenly remember something and said:

"Before the accident, Xiao Kuan told me online that he had made an appointment with a classmate to swim at Zhanjiakou Reservoir and asked me if I wanted to go with me..."

"Oh, that's right. He was fascinated by Shui Meizi!" Jinghai said with his fingers.

I thought about it and asked Zhang Kuan's father to help him clean his body and change his clothes first.

Seeing Zhang's father come out with dirty clothes and quilts, Dou Dabao and Jinghai, I stood up at the same time and came to the room again.

I took out the cinnabar brush and quickly drew Taoist talismans on Zhang Kuan's forehead.

After looking at the talisman carefully, I shook my head: "The three souls and seven spirits are all complete, and I have not been attacked by ghosts."

Jinghai said: "That's what it means to be obsessed with!"

"Ghostly obsessed? What does it mean?" Dou Dabao asked.

"It's like a ghost who is obsessed with it, but the ghost is not his soul, but his spiritual consciousness." Jinghai said, and waved at Zhang Kuan again.

Zhang Kuan, who was originally motionless, suddenly opened his eyes, and his blood-filled eyes turned twice, and he was about to turn over again.

Jinghai suddenly stepped forward and actually grabbed his neck fiercely, pressed him on the bed, staring straight at his eyes for a while, murmured:

"It's true that it's Shui Meizi. Most of his spiritual consciousness is left in the reservoir."

"So that Shui Meizi who entangled him is still a female ghost?" Dou Dabao swallowed dryly.

Looking at Zhang Kuan who was still struggling, I couldn't help but suck my teeth.

The water charm that Jinghai mentioned is actually a water ghost.

Zhang Kuan is indeed fascinated by the heart. If he is fascinated by ordinary ghosts, it is not a problem at all. He can handle it with just one talisman.

But Zhang Kuan was fascinated by the water ghost. If he wanted to be safe, he would have to work hard.

Seeing Zhang Kuan's parents wiping their tears next to me, I sighed, "Dabao, go and prepare some things first, let's go to Zhanjiakou Reservoir together."

Jinghai suddenly said, "Why is it so troublesome? Since you know ghost magic, just attract the water charm. With the little Buddha here, you are not afraid that she will not let anyone go!"

"How can the water ghost be attracted?" I asked in confusion.

There is indeed a method of summoning souls in ghost magic, but I have never heard of any method that can attract water ghosts.

"How can you know if you haven't tried it?" Jinghai glanced at me, looking like he was so sorry for his iron.

I thought about it and nodded, "Then try."

First of all, I really don’t want to make trouble in the middle of the night. In addition, although I have learned ghost spirit, I have been "being possessed" by unlucky ghosts and everything is led by my nose. I have never tried to use other methods in ghost spirit.

Although Jinghai is a demon, he should not be nonsense. So why not take this opportunity to verify some records in the ghost art.

I heard that I was going to summon souls, so Zhang Kuan’s parents asked me carefully what to prepare.

I said no, just fill the bathtub with water.

Use ghosts and spirits to summon souls, so since it is a water ghost, you naturally need to use water.

Taking advantage of the time when the old couple went to let the water go, I glanced at Sima Nan, turned around, and knocked Zhang Kuan unconscious with a punch.

"What are you doing?" Sima Nan said in surprise.

"Can you understand when I said it?" I grinned and asked Dou Dabao and I to carry Zhang Kuan into the bathroom.

He put Zhang Kuan into the bathtub full of water. Because he was unconscious, his head, which was not stressed, immediately slipped into the water.

Sima Nan and others were anxious to help, but I stopped them.

I put my fingers together and drew Taoist talismans on the water surface. At the same time, I silently recited the soul-suming technique in the ghost art.

"...The sky is round and the place is full, the law is nine chapters, the heaven and earth are opened and closed, and the ghosts in the water are coming to report quickly!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Kuan suddenly opened his eyes.

Unlike before, his eyes turned blood red and his expression changed significantly.

"Come out!" Jinghai suddenly roared, grabbed Zhang Kuan's hair roughly, and lifted his upper body out of the water.

"Stinky monk, let me go!" Zhang Kuan struggled to get rid of him.

Sima Nan and others were all shocked. Zhang Kuan's mouth made a full woman's voice!
Chapter completed!