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The footsteps stopped at the door of the room, the door was opened, and the new door did not make a strange noise.
Behind the door is a young woman with long hair like a hay, messy. She looks sick and has a lack of sleep.
"Who are you looking for?" the woman asked.
"We found you on the Internet... Are you studying black magic?" Wu Ling asked.
The woman’s sight was still lazy, but she turned and left, saying: “Come in, close the door.”
The room was dark and did not turn on the lights. It can be seen that the room is a small meeting room, but the thick curtains of the mopping floor are hung on the wall behind. The curtain is flannel, deep red, and the carpet on the floor is a color. The room seems to have a layer of plasma, giving a feeling of oppression.
Without furniture, the entire room was empty. The camera was swept away and the ceiling was not photographed. I don't know if there is a light.
The woman opened the curtain and went in. The curtains swayed, allowing one to see a yellow candlelight.
The lens entered the room.
The relationship on the carpet, there is no footsteps.
This is a bit strange.
When a woman comes out, there is obviously a footstep. The sound of the high heels landing is very clear.
The lens went down and the black lacquered carpet and feet were photographed.
The feet took a few steps and no sound came out.
The curtain swayed and the light swayed.
"Come in." The woman said another.
The lens was lifted up and only the shaky curtain was photographed.
The camera is close, and one hand opens the curtain, and the eyes suddenly open.
The room behind the curtain is more spacious. Red velvet curtains were hung around. The furniture was placed a short distance apart.
A row of cabinets on the left hand side, a bookcase, a shelf, a glass door, a door without a door, and a solid wood door are arranged in order. The things placed on it are also different. There are books, iron boxes, wooden boxes, as well as glass bottles, pottery bowls and other utensils.
On the right hand side is a row of long tables of different sizes and heights, with drawers, without drawers, simple style, carved decoration...
There are also a variety of things placed on it, and there are several light mirrors, crystal balls and candles.
The only light source in the room is the candle holder on the opposite wall.
The wall also draped the curtain, and the iron candle holder protruded from the gap of the curtain. The curtains are closed and tight. The flame of the candle is also a long way from the curtain. Even so, it still looks strange and dangerous.
When the lens suddenly zoomed in, I saw that the base of the candle holder was a skull. The white candle licks the wax oil, and each drop condenses on the surface of the candle, which looks like a sly head.
"The candle made of corpse oil is rare now." Wu Ling suddenly spoke.
She was slightly sideways and the camera was aimed at the woman.
The woman sits on the ground, sitting in a skewed position, without a formal shape. The long skirt on the body is crumpled, like a nightdress. When she heard Wu Ling’s words, she didn’t lift her eyelids, and she waved her hand and gestured to sit down.
Wu Ling, they also sit on the ground.The woman rubbed her eyelids. "What are you looking for?"
"There is a Mr. Lai who should have come to see you. Lai Xiaotian, in his twenties. This is his photo." Wu Ling reached out and held the phone in his hand, showing a photo on the screen.
The woman still didn't look up. "Oh, that. He has been here a few days ago. Come to me crazy, I will drive him away."
"Can you talk about the passing of things? From the first time he started." Wu Ling said.
The woman only raised her eyes at this time, and her eyes fell on the top of the camera. She should be looking at Wu Ling’s face.
"Who are you?" the woman asked.
"This is our business card." Wu Ling handed the business card.
"Aoba... The Qingye of the National Day..." The woman took it, glanced at it, threw it to the side, and the body lay down on the side, holding her head in her hand, and one foot was still supported, a pair of relaxed appearance.
Wu Ling did not say anything.
I only listened to the woman: "Lai Xiaotian came to the door a few months ago and said that he wants to pursue a woman. I want to ask me to use black magic to let that woman fall in love with him. I said, I will only kill the black magic, the one that controls the heart. I will not be a black magic. He will leave. The second time, I am asked to kill four people. The man probably has a problem with his brain. He seems to think that the woman refused him because she wants to play with her girlfriends. He didn't have time to accompany him. He wanted to kill those people so that he could pursue the woman. I taught him a way and gave him a little prop."
"What magic did you teach him?" Wu Ling asked.
"Demon." The woman dragged the sound. "Have you heard of it?"
"I thought the demon was dead, and the demon was wiped out together." Wu Ling's voice revealed a bit of surprise.
The woman snorted. "People are not dead. The disgusting man still exists. How can the demon be wiped out? It is a change of face and a layer of skin."
"I didn't feel the evil, and I didn't find any abnormality." Wu Ling said again.
Her attitude towards this woman is calm. There is no strange smell in this woman.
"I said it was a layer of skin. The demon has become a tool." The woman waved her hand, turned over, and rolled on the ground, struggling enough to reach the long table behind her.
She looks like the kind of awkward person, physically disabled, only
Can move like this.
After stretching her hand for a long time, she only found a small box. After she grabbed it, she lay flat on the ground, took out the contents of the box and threw it to Wu Ling.
Wu Ling picked up things.
In the lens, Wu Ling’s hand holds a small heart. It seems to have undergone some sort of treatment, air drying and anti-corrosion. The whole looks like wood carving. Although it is shrinking, it is quite complete. Small blood vessels can be seen.
"This is the heart of the crow?" Wu Ling asked.
The woman leaned over the thumb and put the box aside, lying next to the table.
"Although it is a material of black magic, can it be such a heart that there is no way to summon a demon?" Wu Ling asked again, and let go of his hand. "You didn't teach him black magic."
Wu Ling used a positive sentence.The woman snorted again. "Of course not. Anyone can use black magic. Everyone is a magician. I just told him to add a photo of this heart and the person he wants to kill, plus some auxiliary props. , burned together at midnight, the prop will go to kill."
The woman turned her head, her eyes narrowed and her eyebrows raised. "I told him that when he succeeded, he would give me money. When he came for the third time, I realized that he had succeeded. If not you do What, let him back, he will not come to me again."
Wu Ling slightly bowed his head.
The lens hangs slightly and points to the heart in her hand.
"What the hell is going on?" Liu Wei whispered.
"Lao Xiaotian's obsession has produced strength. The auxiliary props he used are just hands-on, real objects, and specific images. His strong desire to kill and trust in black magic, obsession with those two-dimensional characters, let the demon appear. The demon itself is a monster that has not been shaped. Since ancient times, many demons have been humanized and born by the human heart." Wu Ling said faintly, "As for anti-phagosis... If this is the case, what we do should not cause rebellion." Correct."
The lens was realigned with the woman.
The woman's lips evoked and ridiculed: "You feel that the demon is dying. The person's obstinacy produces the spirit, of course, there is no reversal." She sat up from the ground, sitting on both legs, and her waist was straight, "but If it’s really a demon, it’s not normal to kill someone and kill him.”
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