Dou Dabao and I looked at each other, both a little embarrassed.

I finally know what the smell is in the house, but most normal men, at some point in their lives, have done something similar to the person in bed.

It's just that...... It's too exaggerated to be so selfless in front of the quilt, right?

"I'm going to die, such a big person, I don't know what to be ashamed of?"

Jinghai stomped her foot and jerked her hand at the person on the bed.

I didn't see any other movement from him, but as soon as he raised his hand, the young man was like a deflated ball, limp and motionless.

Sima Nan is not a superstitious person, even she said that her cousin may have fallen into evil, and most of that is really wrong.

Holding back my nausea, I walked over to the bedside and turned the young man over.

Seeing his appearance clearly, I couldn't help but be startled.

I have seen this young man, and that time in the old TV station building, he and Sima Nan pretended to be ghosts to trick me.

I still remember that his name seems to be Zhang Kuan.

He should still be a college student, and he belongs to the kind of cheerful and outgoing personality.

But now Zhang Kuan's face is sallow, his eyes are dark, and his eye sockets are sunken, not to mention like a ghost, but also like an addict.

What's even more exaggerated is that although he didn't take off his clothes, the middle part of his pants was wet with a large patch, and even the quilt was wet.

"Damn, that's too hard, isn't it?" Dou Dabao said in horror.

Seeing that Zhang Kuan was motionless as if he was asleep, I knew that Jinghai had done it.

Except for the blackening of Yintang, I couldn't see anything unusual about Zhang Kuan, and I couldn't stand the smell in the house, so I asked Zhang Kuan's parents and Sima Nan to go outside to talk.

I asked the three of them when Zhang Kuan started to go wrong.

Zhang Kuan's father, Sima Nan's uncle-in-law, said: Since the day before yesterday, after Zhang Kuan came back from outside in the afternoon, he hid in his room and did not come out. At dinner in the evening, Zhang Kuan's mother went to the house to call him and found him ......

The old couple didn't take it seriously at the time, after all, they both came from a young age, and they didn't know what their son was doing.

But then the old couple began to feel that something was wrong, and for three days in a row, Zhang Kuan never left the house.

Zhang Kuan's father tried to call him, but he seemed to be unable to hear or see others, just tossing in bed alone.

I asked: Before the accident, Zhang Kuan did anything, or did he come into contact with any special people?

The old couple shook their heads together with Sima Nan.

Sima Nan said that Zhang Kuan is lively by nature and has a very simple life. In addition to class, I usually go cycling or swimming with my classmates.

Sima Nan seemed to suddenly remember something, and said:

"Before the accident, Xiaokuan told me on the Internet that he had asked his classmates to go swimming in the Zhanjiakou Reservoir and asked me if I wanted to go with ......"

"Eh, that's right, he's fascinated by the water charm!" Jinghai said with a finger.

I thought about it and asked Zhang Kuan's father to help him wipe his body briefly and change his clothes first.

Seeing Zhang's father come out with dirty clothes and quilts, Dou Dabao and Jing Hai got up at the same time and came to the room again.

I took out a cinnabar brush and quickly drew a talisman on my forehead.

After taking a closer look at the talisman, I shook my head: "The three souls and seven spirits are complete, and they have not been ghosted." ”

Jinghai said: "That's to be fascinated by ghosts!" ”

"Hell? What do you mean? Dou Dabao asked.

"The ghost is obsessed with the mind, it's similar to hooking the soul, except that the ghost hooks not his soul, but his spiritual sense." Jing Hai said and waved his hand at Zhang Kuan again.

Zhang Kuan, who was motionless, suddenly opened his eyes, and his bloodshot eyes turned twice, and he was about to turn over again.

Jing Hai suddenly stepped forward, grabbed his neck fiercely, pressed him on the bed, stared at his eyes for a while, and muttered:

"Sure enough, it's the water charm, and most of his spiritual sense is left in the reservoir."

"So the water charm that haunts him is still a female 'ghost'?" Dou Dabao swallowed dryly.

Looking at Zhang Kuan, who was still struggling, I couldn't help but smack my teeth.

The water charm that Jinghai said is actually a water ghost.

Zhang Kuan is indeed confused, if he is fascinated by ordinary ghosts, then it is not a problem at all, and a talisman can do it.

But Zhang Kuan was fascinated by the water ghost, and wanted him to be safe, but it would take a lot of effort to make his nose.

Seeing Zhang Kuan's parents wiping tears from their eyes, I sighed, "Dabao, go prepare something first, let's go to the Zhanjiakou Reservoir together." ”

Jinghai suddenly said, "What's the need for such trouble? Since you know how to use ghosts, just summon that water charm. There is little Buddha here, I am not afraid that she will not let go! ”

"How can a water ghost be recruited?" I asked, confused.

There is indeed a method of conjuring spirits in ghost arts, but I have not heard of any magic that can summon water ghosts.

"How do you know if you haven't tried it?" Jinghai glanced at me, looking like he hated iron but not steel.

I thought about it for a moment and nodded, "Then try it." ”

First, I really don't want to toss around again at night, and secondly, although I have learned ghost magic, I have always been 'possessed' by unlucky ghosts, and everything has been led by the nose, and I have never tried to use other methods in ghost magic.

Although Jinghai is a demon, it shouldn't talk nonsense. Then it is better to take this opportunity to verify some of the records in the ghost arts.

When I heard that I was going to summon spirits, Zhang Kuan's parents cautiously asked me what I wanted to prepare.

I said no, just fill the tub with water.

Summoning spirits with ghost magic requires a medium, and since it is a water ghost, it naturally requires water.

Taking advantage of the time when the old couple went to release the water, I glanced at Sima Nan, turned around, and knocked Zhang Kuan unconscious with one punch.

"What are you doing?" Sima Nan exclaimed.

"Can you understand what I said?" I grinned and asked Dou Dabao to carry Zhang Kuan into the bathroom with me.

He put Zhang Kuan into the bathtub full of water, and because he was unconscious, his weak head immediately slipped into the water.

Sima Nan and the others were anxious to help, but I stopped them.

I put my fingers together and drew a talisman on the surface of the water, while reciting the spirit trick in the ghost magic in my mouth.

“…… The sky is round, the nine chapters of the law, the heaven and the earth open and close, and the yin soul in the water will report quickly! ”

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Kuan suddenly opened his eyes.

Unlike before, his eyes turned blood-red, and his expression changed significantly.

"Come out!" Jing Hai suddenly let out a loud roar, grabbed Zhang Kuan's hair roughly, and lifted his upper body out of the water.

"Stinky monk, let go of me!" Zhang Kuan struggled to get rid of him.

Sima Nan and the others were all startled, and what came out of Zhang Kuan's mouth turned out to be a full woman's voice!

"Presumptuous!" Jing Hai screamed: "The Buddha summoned you because he was kind enough to overtake you, don't you want to toast without eating and drinking, and want to scatter your soul?" ”