I Am a Professional Hunter

　　 "What do you mean! I am your employer! Do you dare to scold me!?"

　　 Hu Fei, who was lying on the ground, stared at Qin Wen fiercely before he got up, his eyes seemed to burst into flames.

　　 "Employer? Hehehe...said as if you paid the money..."

　　 Qin Wen turned his head and left, this kind of thing doesn't even have the value of being despised.

　　 I no longer care about Hu Fei, and plan to leave here and give up this [difficult] level of commission.

　　 "No! You can't go! I will die! Would you bear to see a living person be killed by a ghost!"

Hu Fei yelled, but the power of the [Going] Zi Jue was not exhausted, and it still suppressed him from getting up. He didn't know what was happening. It was as if the ground had lost friction today, as long as he wanted to stand up, he would He fell down, so he just lay on his stomach.

　　 "Hehe, I can't bear it."

　　 "Then don't go! Kill him for me!"

　　 "You are not human."

　　 "Fuck you*********, you****, I will report you! Let everyone know your attitude!"

　　 "Please."

　　 Qin Wen gave Hu Fei a cold look, then turned his head and walked out of his house, deaf to the verbal abuse.

　　 He said that he would give up the request of [Kong], only for Hu Fei, but it did not mean that he would give up Ziye.

　　 "What kind of ugly malice she had to suffer during her lifetime..."

　　 Qin Wen knows Ziye's anger after death, so she can also imagine her pain during her lifetime. He doesn't want to save Hu Fei, but he wants to save Ziye.

　　 "Cut...I should have tore up the fat man's talisman just now and let him take it upon himself..."

　　 Qin Wen felt as disgusting as he had eaten flies, and felt that such a person deserved to be tortured.

"But what about Ziye... She is in pain, but I can't let her kill Hu Fei, or try to persuade her to let go of her obsession? With the [Three-inch Ling Tongue], it should be possible to succeed. "

　　 Qin Wen looked at the door of Ziye, hesitated, he still didn't know the truth of the matter, so he didn't know how to decide.

　　 "Well...it's better to be safe. Let's figure out the truth first. It's impossible for Hu Fei to tell me. Why don't you ask Ziye, ghosts should be better to communicate than that kind of bastard."

　　 Qin Wen thought of this, felt it made sense, nodded, then walked to Ziye's door again and knocked on the door.

　　 "Why... why why... why do you do this to me..."

　　 Ziye's clear voice came from inside the house, but no one except Qin Wen who started [Inspiration] could hear Ziye's painful voice, which meant that only Qin Wen could help him.

　　 "I'm here to help you, let's talk."

Qin Wen opened the [Three-Cun Ling Tongue], and he was sure that Zi Ye must have heard it, because the painful voice stopped, the other party seemed to have come to the door, and Qin Wen was separated by a door, but he was still reluctant. Open the door.

　　 "Open the door, I have no malice. If I want to hurt you, I can smash the door directly, but I just want to talk and help you out."

　　 Qin Wen sighed and even took out the holy spirit brick and dangled it outside the cat's eye. His tone was sincere, but Ziye seemed to be very wary of him for some reason, and he didn't even respond.

　　 "Is there a trauma in my heart?"

　　 Qin Wen frowned, his life was affected by online violence, and he was even subjected to human searches. This may have caused Ziye to lose his trust in anyone. With his immense sympathy, he finally made up his mind to help this poor girl.

"It’s okay, I know. It’s normal that you don’t trust me when I first came here, but I’m really not malicious. I’ll wait here until the evening. If you want to believe me and talk to me, let me in. If you don’t want to, I’ll go in Come here every day, and when you’re willing, we’ll talk about it."

　　 Qin Wen said as he sat down on the spot, as if he really had to wait until night.

　　 And the voice of Zi Ye in the house also disappeared, Qin Wen felt that she was behind the door, maybe looking at herself through the cat's eyes, believing a stranger in her heart because she wanted to uncover the scar.

　　 Qin Wen smiled friendly at Maoyan. He was not in a hurry. If he could redeem a kind and innocent soul, he would be able to wait any longer.

　　 As time passed, the sky gradually darkened, and Qin Wen really sat motionless and waited till night.

　　 The sky was draped with stars, and the evening breeze made Qin Wen a bit cold. He tightened his clothes, his eyelids were a little heavy, and he sat on the ground, leaning against the wall and gradually falling asleep.

　　 "Squeak..."

　　 Soon after Qin Wen fell asleep, the door of Ziye's room slowly opened a crack, and there seemed to be a pair of invisible eyes watching him behind the door.

　　 "Why... why me..."

　　 A cold and desperate voice sounded faintly, Qin Wen's body seemed to be summoned, and he slowly stood up.

　　 He is like a puppet, all joints are controlled by steel nails, pulled by silk threads, stiffly stepped forward, and walked forward.

　　 Ziye's door slowly opened, and Qin Wen also walked into the dark and murderous room where someone had committed suicide.

"why..."

　　 The long voice sounded, like a wisp of veil, stroking Qin Wen's mind.

　　 He slowly opened his eyes, then his head was sweaty.

　　 "What? When did I come in?"

　　 Qin Wen found himself standing in a dark room, but he had no memory of walking in.

　　 "I fell asleep... sleepwalking? He has this ability?"

　　 Qin Wen had some chills in his back. Fortunately, Ziye is not an evil spirit. If it is harmful to people's heart, if the sleeping person jumps down the tall building, the consequences will be disastrous!

　　 "I still have to bring Xuerou flowers in the future..."

　　 Qin Wen swallowed. This lesson taught him that ghosts have special abilities. Even if the strengths vary greatly, if there are some indefensible abilities, they will still pose a great threat.

"why..."

　　 a long voice sounded from the darkness, Qin Wen turned his head and found that Zi Ye was standing quietly in the middle of the living room, with moonlight shining on her body, but could not leave a shadow.

　　 "Slash the wrist and die..."

Qin Wen sighed. He saw that Ziye was wearing a white tulle nightdress, with a quiet face and hollow eyes. His whole body was covered with black scratches, but the scratches were not like wounds, but like strokes. What came out, one after another, layer upon layer, seemed to be a gathering of people's malice, cruelly engraved on every inch of Ziye's soul.

And on her right wrist, there is a hideous wound, gurgling with dirty blood, the dripping plasma will dissipate in mid-air, but the wound has been bleeding, as if it would never heal, as if forever It will not stop.

　　 "Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."

　　 Qin Wen looked at Ziye and smiled softly. People say don't be afraid of ghosts, Ziye is also the first time he has seen, and his vigilance towards Qin Wen can't help but relax.

　　 "Can you tell me what you have gone through? I will help you put it down, or...solve it all."

　　 After listening to Qin Wen's words, Ziye's eyes seemed to have some color, UU Reading www.uukānshu.com is no longer like a dead water, but ripples.

　　 She walked slowly into her room and glanced at Qin Wen, as if to beckon him to follow.

Qin Wen nodded and looked around Ziye’s home before his death. The structure here is exactly the same as Hu Fei’s, but it is symmetrical. Hu Fei’s bedroom is right next to Ziye’s bedroom, and the hole... On the wall of the purple leaf bedroom.

　　 Through the hole, if Ziye does not close the bedroom door, you can directly see the bathroom...

　　 Ziye slowly walked into the room and stood by her bed. When Qin Wen entered the room, she pointed to her bed, as if... it was for Qin Wen to lie down.

"Um...."

　　 Qin Wen hesitated, after all... he couldn't think that the first time he was invited to bed, the other party turned out to be a female ghost.

　　 "Hey... Maybe this is fate."

　　 Qin Wen sighed, and finally lay on the bed, but Ziye saw him lying down, and stretched out his hands and pressed Qin Wen's forehead.

"why..."

　　 Ziye's hands stopped five centimeters above Qin Wen's head. She looked at Qin Wen's eyes, her mouth slightly opened, as if seeking Qin Wen's opinion.

　　 "What a kind girl..."

　　 Qin Wen couldn't help but feel painful looking at Ziye's hollow eyes and the hideous wound on his wrist. He could not feel the slightest malice or threat from Ziye, only a deep sadness and malicious despair of the world.

　　 "It's okay, let's do it, no matter what you are going to do, I know you will not harm me, and I need you to believe me."

　　 Qin Wen looked at Ziye's eyes and said solemnly.

　　 "I, I will definitely not make you suffer anymore."