Unlucky black cat

In the next few days, the campus should be particularly peaceful.

Yang Momo looks for opportunities to get close to Zhuang Yuan every day.

Now she can have a simple chat with girls.

But after talking too much, Zhuang Yuan would still show some anxiety and resistance.

This is the reason why Jiang Sheng has not contacted Zhuang Yuan for so long.

In interactions between people, the entry point has always been extremely important. A good time can make communication get twice the result with half the effort, otherwise, it will get twice the result with half the effort.

Yang Momo chose to play a familiar character who takes the initiative to talk. If this kind of character does not have enough affinity, it may also have a distinctive personality charm.

The person being talked to can easily feel disturbed.

Just imagine, who would like someone who disturbs them?

Even leading the topic too forcefully will give others a vague sense of oppression.

Just like Zhuang Yuan, she often finds it difficult to answer Yang Momo's questions unilaterally.

I am also unwilling to have too in-depth exchanges with visitors on the details of many issues.

The girl obviously didn't open her heart and was even a little tired of dealing with it.

Yang Momo was anxious.

Jiang Sheng thought so.

And it needs to find a more appropriate way to appear.

After all, his and the Spiritual Management Bureau's purposes are still very different.

Want to change the way a person faces suffering.

This is undoubtedly a difficult goal to achieve.

…

Tomorrow afternoon, our Rain Cat Soul Hunting Club will hold a group activity. Does anyone want to participate?

At seven o'clock on Friday night, Jiang Sheng's cell phone rang suddenly.

At this time, it was sitting in its room practicing its spiritual power.

When she realized her phone was ringing, she opened the screen and took a look.

It turned out to be the president of the Yumao Soul Searching Club, who was making an announcement in the member group.

Group activities.

Unavoidably raising his eyebrows in surprise, Jiang Sheng entered a message and clicked to send it.

what activity?

Please, we are a ghost-hunting club. Of course it is a ghost-hunting activity, but participation is entirely voluntary.

The other party replied.

Ah, it's the kind of student group that dies the fastest in horror movies, right?

It should be a comprehensive definition of the other party's behavior in an instant.

Jiang Sheng's first reaction was to ignore it.

After all, in this world, although supernatural events are real, they are not so easy for a group of students to encounter.

It's just some teenage fun, there's no need to get involved.

After thinking like this, Jiang Sheng was ready to put down his phone.

However, the next moment, it caught a glimpse of Zhuang Yuan's reply in the group.

I attended.

The girl's mobile phone was a relic from her mother. It was a little broken but still functional.

If you are searching for ghosts, I will also participate.

Putting the phone in front of him again, Black Cat expressed his position as if he had made up his mind.

Me too, I'm coming too.

Yang Mo then followed immediately.

In the end, in addition to the president and a friend of the president, a total of five people signed up for the event.

Including Jiang Sheng and Yang Momo, there were three boys and two girls respectively.

The other two boys decided to join because they had nothing to do on the weekend.

Oh, there are more people than expected. Not bad. This way, searching for spirits will be more interesting.

The president, whose name should be Lin Yanyu, sounded quite excited.

Then we have agreed to meet at the west gate of Southeast Garden at six o'clock tomorrow evening. I guarantee that this event will definitely impress you.

Please don't say such things, it's too dangerous.

Jiang Sheng, who felt something was wrong more and more, kept it in mind and asked more questions.

So, can I ask first, what is the 'spirit' we are going to explore tomorrow?

Ding.

A few seconds later, a latest post from a niche forum was shared in the group.

The title of the post is concise and to the point.

The name is, the human-faced dog in the garden.

…

Are you sure that this can expand the impact?

Inside a strangely synergistic rental house.

The tall and thin man is sitting at the computer desk, following the short and fat man's instructions to post articles on various supernatural forums.

The content was clearly the post that Jiang Sheng had just seen.

What would you do if you were walking in the garden next to your community and suddenly saw a dog with a bloody face smiling at you?

That dog face really looked like a human face at one moment.

Don't worry, don't underestimate the power of rumors. Once someone really dies in that place, this topic will definitely become hot. By then, even if the Spiritual Control Office doesn't want to get involved.

No, I mean.

The tall and thin man frowned as he reposted the post casually.

Your dog won't fall off the chain in the middle. No one is watching, so don't let anyone deal with it all at once.

Hey! After hearing this, the pudgy man immediately became unhappy.

You have to tell me a few times before you believe it. My puppet is definitely stronger than most spiritual practitioners. Even if it encounters an ordinary curse manager, it can move forward and retreat freely. This is a big deal in Lanshan City. Place, unless Bai Guanji ends up personally. Otherwise, absolutely no one can deal with it.

Heh, I hope your confidence is well-founded.

The tall and thin man shook his head and continued to do the work at hand.

Ah, you are so unpleasant.

The short, fat man was grabbing his hair, looking particularly irritable.

But the tall and thin man was too lazy to pay more attention.

Okay, stop complaining. If you have this time, you'd better prepare a few more corpses. If we want to spread out the people in the Psychic Management Office, we still have several stories to make up.

I'm prepared, I'm prepared, but you have to attract more people to feed my dolls. Otherwise, if my spiritual power cannot make ends meet, I will eat you.

The short and fat man lowered his head with fierce eyes, and he was actually handling the body of an old man.

In fact.

In just a few days, this small rental house was already covered with bloodstains. If it weren't for the strange psychic barrier that sealed this place, some residents might have already called the police.

If you have the guts.

The tall and thin man was still careless, because the short and fat man's ability was basically restrained by him.

Dispose of corpses, activate golems, and collect souls.

Finally, eat the puppet to strengthen yourself.

Haha, it’s really a cumbersome ability.

I can only play tricks behind others.