Starting from the folklore forum, making up town objects

Chapter 44 Chen Xin: I'm Dead
Entering 802 again, the Ghost Scorpion became much more alert.

Thirty-five scorpions stayed at the bedroom door and did not enter.

"The rooster is indoors in a small space. If it blocks the door, I will suffer heavy losses. So, I have to find an opportunity."

Scorpion thought so, and then he saw the rooster coming out of the door.

"grass!"

The scorpion cursed inwardly, and more than thirty ghost scorpions moved on the floor. However, the scorpion forgot that chickens never miss a bug when eating it.

歘!
The rooster nodded, and a ghost scorpion that was moving quickly towards the rooster was pecked into a wisp of negative energy and dissipated.

This time, the scorpion itself did not react at all.

As long as the scorpion that turned into an eyeball was not pecked, he would be fine.

At this moment, the other ghost scorpions had already approached the rooster. The first five ghost scorpions jumped directly from the ground, raised their tail stingers and shot towards the rooster's thighs.

But before they could touch the rooster, those ghost scorpions were burned to ashes by the virtual fire.

After seeing this, the scorpion urgently ordered the other ghost scorpions to stop attacking.

But he stopped, but the rooster would not stop.

Seemingly feeling that there were too many ghost scorpions, the rooster immediately spread its wings.

The scorpion realized something and hurriedly asked the other ghost scorpions to disperse.

But after all, it was still a step too late.

The rooster flapped its wings, and the virtual fire swept across.

With just one flap of its wings, more than a dozen ghost scorpions were killed.

Only half of the ghost scorpion that entered was left now, but the flames on the rooster had only faded.

The arrogance he had when he first arrived was gone, and Scorpion glanced at the door that was still emitting a blue aura.

Then, he controlled the other ghost scorpions to wander around the living room.

Looking at the rooster rushing out, Scorpion snorted in his heart and went into the bedroom.

As soon as he entered, he saw the photo thrown on the ground next to the desk.

Rushing over and looking at the photo, Scorpion breathed a sigh of relief.

As Scorpion was about to leave with the photo in his arms, he looked towards the bed in the bedroom.

With a cold snort, another ghost scorpion crawled into the bedroom through the crack in the door and in a blink of an eye reached the exposed neck of the person on the bed.

The tail needle is raised, and the black light flashes.

Swish!
The tail needle pierced into the soft flesh of the neck without any hindrance, and then the ghost scorpion turned into a black quicksand-like substance and entered the man's body.

After seeing this scene, the scorpion crawled out from the crack of the bedroom door.

As soon as the scorpion walked out of the bedroom door, he saw the rooster flying around in the living room and pecking at food everywhere.

"Dead things are dead things."

With a sneer, the ghost scorpion crawled out of the security door of 802, returned to the corridor, crawled into the eye socket and turned into the scorpion's right eye.

Looking at the photo in his hand, sensing the ghost scorpions transformed from negative energy dying one after another, the Scorpion shook his head and laughed.

"I didn't expect to lose an eye here, but that chicken is indeed a good thing. Unfortunately, I can't use it."

As he spoke, Ghost Scorpion walked down the stairs.

When I passed the seventh floor and went down a few steps, the door at the entrance of the stairs was opened.

The man who had appeared before came out again with an ashtray at around 2 a.m.

The lights came on, and this time, the man saw the scorpion's back.

After a pause, the man laughed.

"Which floor are you on, bro? Can't sleep and get up to smoke?"

After the man finished speaking, he felt something was wrong.

If you come here to smoke, you shouldn't go downstairs.

Just as the man was wondering, the scorpion turned its head.

Looking at the face with one eye missing, the ashtray in the man's hand fell to the ground with a snap.

His mouth opened, but before he could even scream, a ghost scorpion was thrown towards him.

Swish!
The tail needle pierced the man's neck, and the ghost scorpion turned into a smear of black sand and entered the man's body. In an instant, the man was frozen in place.

Scorpion walked back to the seventh floor, looked at the man in front of him and said with a smile:
"Smoking is harmful to health."

After saying that, the scorpion stretched out three fingers and dug out one of the man's eyeballs.

A cold air circulated over the eyeballs, and soon, a ghost scorpion appeared.

The ghost scorpion crawled along the scorpion's arm into the left eye socket and transformed into an eyeball again, exactly the same as before.

Turning around, Scorpion continued to go downstairs.

The spider-web-like black veins on the man's neck continued to spread.

Time passed by minute by minute, and an hour later.

When the black veins spread all over the man's body, with a swish sound, the man collapsed and turned into a handful of sand, and was buried under his pajamas.

……

early morning.

Chen Xin had a smile on his face and slept very comfortably.

I had finished updating the novel for that day before 12 o'clock last night, so I went to bed early.

Although it was only 6 o'clock, considering Chen Xin's current physical condition, sleeping for 6 hours was already considered a late sleep.

"If I break through to the fourth or fifth version, does that mean I won't need to sleep anymore?" Chen Xin thought.

Turning his head, he was about to take the book from the bedside table, but out of the corner of his eye he saw the stand-in paper cutout in his pajama pocket.

"Are you dazzled?"

Frowning, he reached out and took out the paper cutting.

Upon seeing this, Chen Xin broke out in a cold sweat.

"what happened?"

The paper-cut in my hand has an extra hole where the head and body are connected.

Starting from that hole, black substance spread out, occupying 70% of the paper-cut.

"How did it become like this?"

Chen Xin calmed down.

He put down the paper cutting and picked up the book next to it.

After opening the "Compendium of Town Objects", he saw that his Yin De points had changed, with 1 more point!
With a gloomy expression, Chen Xin reached out and touched the book.

Backtrack!

When Chen Xin saw the scene in his room, his face turned terribly dark.

Last night, a ghost actually entered his room!

And he knew nothing about it.

If it weren't for the rooster, he would have died last night!
wrong!

Chen Xin turned to the page about the stand-in paper cutting, and after recalling it again, he fell silent.

He wasn't estimated to be dead, he was already dead.

If I hadn't put a substitute paper cutout in my pajamas pocket, I would have hardly seen the sun today.

Maybe the power of qi and blood will be useful, but there is more than one scorpion.

"Why on earth!"

Chen Xin thought about it from 6 o'clock to 8 o'clock. Seeing that the substitute paper-cut had turned % black, he finally got out of bed.

Picking up the lighter on the desk, Chen Xin lit the paper-cut which was mostly black.

After thinking for two hours, he came to a conclusion.

Behind that photo, there is no ordinary supernatural event.

Otherwise it can't explain why a ghost would come to steal the photos.

But he had no clue about all this.

"Fortunately, I'm already dead. If anything happens, I won't come looking for a dead person again."

Chen Xin comforted himself in this way.

After thinking about it, he took out his phone and made a call.

"Hey, uncle, are you home?"

"I want to sleep at your place these days. Have you changed the combination to the combination lock?"

"I just want a change of scenery."

"Okay, I'll go over today."

After finishing the call, Chen Xin started packing up.

This house can't be lived in for the time being.

……

Tingquan Hotel.

"Did you find the photo?"

Lone Wolf asked Scorpion who had just walked in.

"Found it, but the guy in the photo is gone."

Scorpion tossed the photo to Lone Wolf.

The moment he got the photo last night, he thought he had taken the wrong one, but then he thought of the chicken and felt relieved.

"Is it finished cleanly?"

Lone Wolf asked.

"Well...please help me check the information of the household opposite Li Ruonan."

Scorpion said.

Not long after, Chen Xin's information appeared in front of Scorpion.

When Scorpion saw that Chen Xin was an orphan, he frowned, but then he understood when he saw the unit where Chen Xin's uncle worked.

"That's no problem."

It's not surprising that the polling bureau has that kind of thing.

This boy's uncle is quite willing to do so.

……

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