"Brother Qi, you don't matter?"

The faces of the skinny and fat man appeared in front of me.

Only then did I feel a pain in my forehead.

Director Mao said in a nagging manner: "Xiaolin, are you feeling uncomfortable? Anemia or hungry? Why did you suddenly fall down..."

I shook my head, "I was dizzy just now. Maybe it was because I didn't sleep well last night."

I made an excuse, and Director Mao talked about the young people staying up late for a while. She was nagging because of concern, and I could only accept her kindness.

The thin guys and the others just stared at me, their eyes full of searching.

Finally, Director Mao stopped so that we could continue to work.

The thin man just shook his eyes and hinted me about what was going on.

I said, "Let's talk about it after get off work."

It's really inconvenient to talk about my dream just now.

I glanced at my phone.

Zhu Yun's death report is attached to his personal file. The car accident killed Zhu Yun and his mother. The overturned cement tanker flattened the back seat of the taxi, and the daughter was left with only half of her body, which was still intact. The death can be said to be very tragic.

I seem to be able to remember Zhu Yun’s sadness at that time.

At that moment, she forgot her fear of death and was full of her own daughter.

After finally getting off work, we got into the car, but we didn't rush to drive back to the demolition office.

I called Wu Ling and turned on the hands-free one, which also allowed the skinny and the others to hear my narration.

"...So, do you think that spirit is a demon and will only come to the door on its own initiative, and there is no way to summon it through spells?"

"I guess that's it." I listened to Wu Ling's summary on the other end of the phone and said, "Zhu Yun's last memory is her memory before she went to elementary school. She should have been only four or five years old at that time. Her parents knew that something would happen to her would happen a few years ago, but they didn't know the specific matter. After she had a car accident and survived the miracle, her parents began to pray to God and worship Buddha and found that Master Chao. The time difference between this should be the devil who deliberately stayed there."

After thinking about it, only this explanation can make sense.

The demon learned about a car accident in advance, and made a hint and make clear to the parents of the students in that class. Whether it was a dream or a direct appearance, in short, it made the parents of the students choose to believe it and be willing to pay the price for it.

In that few years of gap, nothing happened. These parents would definitely be lucky and suspect that they had a dream.

It is also possible that there are thirty people in a class, at least sixty parents, and the devil has to convince them one by one, and it took several years to do so.

It succeeded several times in the end, but I don’t know how many times it succeeded, but Zhu Yun and others must have been changed by it and lived for decades.

"Zhu Yun's daughter died and her husband survived. In the accident, only Zhu Yun and his daughter died, right?" I said, "This is the same as that routine. If Zhu Yun had died back then, there would be no daughter."

So, when Zhu Yun died, her daughter was killed together.

The thin man muttered and said the name of a movie.

"...Is it really a demon? Devil?" Guo Yujie was stunned, "Then, there are many ways to summon it, right?"

The four of us couldn't help but look at the thin man.

The thin man nodded stiffly.

Wu Ling on the other end of the phone said, "There are many. However, except for Kazanna's demons, other demons, demons... there seems to be no example of successful summoning."

I was surprised, "There is no example? How is this possible? Is there no abroad either?"

"It has happened before. After the Middle Ages, the exorcist cleaned it up and couldn't see it. Over the years, it seems that he has not been able to recover again." Wu Ling said, "It is also possible that it is because something went wrong in the middle. The original summoning ceremony has been passed down to this day and has deviated, so no one can succeed. Otherwise, it will be successful, but no news will come out."

I don't quite understand, "After success, no news came out? You mean..."

"It's like this one. If we hadn't been watching all the time, you wouldn't have dreamed of those truths, I think no one would have linked this to the demon."

This is the truth.

"Zhu Yun didn't think of the devil, did he?" Wu Ling asked again.

"Yes. She seemed...never thought..." I was a little surprised when I said this.

"In this way, I have an idea. That spirit will deliberately choose a partner. It is careful not to expose itself and acts very cautiously. It is even possible that it is the demon left behind after the Exorcist's Great Purge."

I opened my mouth wide.

"The original plan may have to be abandoned. If it is such a spirit, we cannot contact it, so there is no way to use it."

"But I think it may not be..." I thought of the dream in the end to grab my cold palm.

"What's wrong? What else did you not say just now?" Wu Ling asked.

I said the last thing, "...it should be something that I wanted to do to me. But, after I used my ability, it ran away immediately."

It’s not that I don’t want to, but I retreat.

Since the demon has such a plan, it may not give up. It should be waiting for an opportunity to look for opportunities.

I suddenly thought of my parents and sister.

"Will it go to my parents..." I blurted out, a little excited.

If this is the case, wouldn’t it harm them?

I became anxious.

"Have your parents... ever mentioned this kind of thing?" Wu Ling asked, his tone quite hesitant.

I was stunned, "No..."

They have never mentioned this kind of thing, nor have they been superstitious. The two of them are like normal retired old men and women. No, they are even more homeless than those retired old men and women.

People of our age have almost retired and often have activities for the elderly.

There are also various complaints and summaries online, which often cause a wave of replies and resonance.

But my parents never had the typical behavior of those older people.

They don’t go out for a trip or a dinner party, and they don’t go to the farmhouse every few days. The cruise that has been popular for several years has nothing to do with them. They don’t seem to participate in the chess and card rooms and square dances.

They like to watch TV, and it seems they just like to watch TV.

When I thought of this, I suddenly became uneasy.

I remembered all the things that happened before.

My performance is not normal, and my acting is not very good.

But my parents have never doubted anything and have not been worried too much.

I thought they had confidence in me.

I have never caused trouble since I was a child, nor have they ever worried about it. My parents often say that I am sensible. When I was a child, they took my sister and I to dinner parties, and the most common praise I hear is worry-free, obedient, and sensible.

So, they believe me, don’t think something bad happened to me, and they will not think of the evil and encounter ghosts, which is natural.

Suddenly, I began to doubt my unreasonable confidence in the past.

Is it possible that parents knew something?

They didn't say it, maybe it was because of escape, maybe it was because... they were sure I wouldn't have anything to do.

That devil...

Have you ever looked for my parents?

I was restless and wanted to go home immediately.

The thin man advised: "Brother Qi, don't think too much. How could it be that coincidental? If this is the case, are our parents also tempted by that devil? It's unlikely."

I'll look at the four of them.

The fat man shook his head first, "If my mother wants to believe, she is also a Buddha, a Bodhisattva, a Buddha, and it is possible. There is no reason to believe in the devil."

"What if that demon turned into a Bodhisattva, what would the Buddha look like?" Chen Xiaoqiu said.

The fat man was speechless.

Chen Xiaoqiu said again: "My parents probably wouldn't have such an idea. Moreover, when I met that kimono, I almost died. It was you and Ye Qing who saved me. That was not a miracle. When I was born, I was also alive and my uncle saved me."

It is easy for Chen Xiaoqiu to eliminate suspicion.

Thinking about it again, I feel that I can be ruled out as well.

Because when I was a child, I also survived from death and was saved by Ye Qing. That was not a miracle either.
Chapter completed!