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Chapter 1792 Kill

The female ghost's imagination was very real, and she could already think of Nan Tian's behavior that further strangled her throat.

Nan Tian also made a move like lightning at this time and directly grabbed the female ghost's neck.

I can't tell whether the idea of ​​Nantian is faster or the female ghost appears first.

Bang!

Accompanied by the sound of the bone breaking like a substance, the female ghost's neck was broken.

The ghost should not be afraid of this kind of harm. But after the female ghost discovered that her neck was twisted, the consciousness in her mind beat for a moment, leaving only the idea of ​​death.

My soul suddenly rose and rushed into the air.

I looked down at Nantian and the female ghost below.

The female ghost was disappearing, and Nan Tian's figure disappeared along with it.

Suddenly, I saw a glimmer of light again.

This time it was a real dark light.

I returned to my body.

I'm still a little unreliable.

The sudden appearance of Nantian was beyond my expectations. Even if I had a big idea, I would never have thought of such development.

I quickly found my cell phone and called Wu Ling.

In my dream, I am very sure that Nan Tian is in a soul state, not a ghost state. I doubt that Nan Tian’s soul is out of his body, but I am not sure whether it is really out of his body.

If Nantian died...

My heartbeats faster. When I heard Wu Ling's "Hello", I couldn't wait to say, "Check Nantian! Is Nantian alive now?"

Wu Ling was frightened by my brainless problem. After saying "uh", he asked me to wait.

She must have gone to find Nangong Yao.

I heard the voice coming from the other end of the phone and couldn't hear it clearly.

After a while, Wu Ling picked up his phone again, "Nangong is already checking. What happened to you?"

I calmed down a little, and now I could talk about what I saw in my dreams calmly.

That was more than ten minutes, and things were developing too suddenly and too fast. I just became a bystander and was immediately forced to end my dream.

The female ghost must have been killed by Nantian.

I was a little annoyed.

I haven't had time to change the time of my dreams. Now...

I hid the call interface and took a look at it online, and I was even more upset when I was sure that the troubles caused by the female ghost were still there.

However, in that situation at that time, I couldn't seem to be able to achieve my goal.

"Nan Tian is still alive. He doesn't know what you are talking about. Are you sure it's Nan Tian?" Wu Ling asked.

"At least the same appearance, height, and body shape are similar. Is there a shapeshift monster? Or..." I thought about it, "or is it that a spirit? A certain spirit has the same appearance as Nantian?"

This is a guess I have had before. It sounds natural that stars turn into spirits. It is much more reasonable than things like shared bicycles that give birth to spirits. However, what I originally thought was that a dead star would turn into spirits, and never thought that a living star would turn into spirits.

I felt a sudden enlightenment, "Can Nantian become a spirit? That is, there is a spirit in his body, so he has some special abilities. Then that spirit can still move freely. He is very popular, right? He should have a lot of blackness..."

"There are too many stars who have experienced this." Wu Ling interrupted my guess.

"ah……"

"It also takes a little opportunity to become a spirit. There should be no such opportunity in Nantian's personal experience. Some stars are more likely to have spirits than him. But so far, there has never been such spirits. Fans' worship and nostalgia for idols are positive ideas, and they are empty ideas without foundation. That kind of feeling is unlikely to have spirits. Similarly, other people's negative ideas about idol stars are also one-sided, and no one has actually contacted these stars. It is also difficult to have spirits in this emotion."

I listened silently and found that my previous thoughts were so simple.

"If you want to say something about becoming a spirit, there is a person that is very suitable now." Wu Ling changed his mind.

"Huh? You mean..." I immediately reacted, "Gu Yan?"

"Um."

"But, Gu Yan's state of death is not feasible, right?"

"In this regard, we actually just received Gu Yan's autopsy report. I just received it." Wu Ling's tone was still so calm, and he was not surprised by the new discovery.

I was already holding my breath and concentrating, waiting for Wu Ling to give me a surprise.

"Gu Yan took mental drugs before her death. Overdose of the drugs are good, and the drugs she took may have some side effects. We don't understand the pathological analysis very well, but it seems that her mental state was affected by the drugs. The police also asked Gu Yan's agent. Before boarding the plane, Gu Yan had taken the same drug the night before. It was said online that she was addicted to drugs, which was not slander."

"In this way, after she becomes a ghost," my surprise was not that strong, and there was a little doubt, "I will not be affected by the drugs and will I become calm?"

"Of course not. She will remain in a state of ignorance. Maybe she will wake up at any time." Wu Ling replied, "But the Internet now has one-sided views on her. What the female ghost did indeed smear Gu Yan, but Gu Yan has committed suicide. Most people will sympathize with her. What they hate is the person who forces her to unspoken rules, which is the entire entertainment industry environment that causes her to commit suicide. In this case, Gu Yan, who is not sane, is likely to become a spirit."

"What will she do?" I asked.

"I don't know. We can't confirm whether she has become a spirit. Let's wait and see what's going on." Wu Ling calmed down.

It is not certain whether Nangong Yao can be so calm.

"That thing about Nantian..." I asked.

"Well, that's a bit troublesome. Nangong and his brother were on the phone, and it seemed... there was no progress." Wu Ling couldn't calm down at this moment and sighed helplessly.

If it were a stranger, Aoba would probably have a hundred ways to deal with him, but if that person becomes one of their members' younger brothers, things will be difficult to deal with.

Wu Ling ended the phone call with me.

I was in the group again and told the thin guys and the others about this.

After getting up early, I went out to buy breakfast for the whole family.

My sister misses it very much.

"There is only porridge, pickles, buns, and fried dough sticks in the school cafeteria!" The sister accused.

"Your school has so little breakfast."

"In the past, there were fried dough sticks, pancakes, etc., but this semester has been gone and they have become healthy foods. There are also the kind of healthy foods outside the school." My sister was very depressed. "The shops on those two streets are all the land of our school. The school is not rented to those shops selling barbecue and spicy hot pot."

I was speechless and thought of the fried chicken restaurant outside Minqing University that caused chaos.

I wonder if Minqing University’s actions were because of that incident.

After hearing this, my parents said yes in unison and praised Minqing University with great sigh.

"It's worthy of being a prestigious school!"

"So too, it's not good to eat that kind of unhygienic thing."

They didn't forget to scold their sister.
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