Midnight Offering: Hades’s Little Pet

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The broker was taken away and taken to the hospital. The ambulance staff also became a scenery of the exhibition hall. Some passers-by saw someone lifted out of Wang Hongrui's exhibition hall and came in to see what happened.

Curiosity prompted more people to go to the progress hall. When they stepped into the exhibition hall, the first thing that attracted them was a circle of paintings on the wall.

Many people are fascinated by the paintings on the walls and easels. They are deeply fascinated and cannot help themselves.

This sudden increase in popularity has caused Wang Hongrui to add a lot of idols. I don't know if the agent targeted by the evil spirit should wake up or cry?

Wang Hongrui and I stood at a doorway outside and looked at the stretcher being carried away. I still looked at the ghost with blame, and covered my head helplessly.

"Xiaohua, why are you here, I have been looking for you for a long time."

After seeing my figure, Anning ran over quickly, a little angry in her tone.

I smiled at her and glanced at Wang Hongrui, a little awkward.

I know An Ning has a good opinion of Wang Hongrui. Now that she sees me standing alone with her, would she think more?

"You tell me the truth, what are you doing here?" She glanced at Wang Hongrui, then looked at me again, and sighed.

"Really, don't treat me as a friend! Don't take me with you in the chat, but I bought milk tea for you." She raised the takeaway drink bag in her hand and shook before us.

My heart let go for a moment, and smiled a little self-deprecatingly.

How could An Ning be that kind of person?

I blinked at her: "Okay, it's my fault, because I need to find Wang Hongrui urgently, so I went to the staff rest room behind him and talked to you before I had time."

"Ha? You even know your real name so soon?"

She approached me in confusion, looked at Wang Hongrui again, and finally spread her hands, stuffed milk tea into my arms, with a curious expression: "This is all a trivial matter, I am curious, what did you communicate?"

"Please tell!"

She looked at me with excitement, I was a little frightened, looked at her, and couldn't laugh or cry for a while.

She was still worried that she would resent me staying with Wang Hongrui. Who knew that she didn't take it at all. Even if I knew his real name, her concern was still in some strange places.

Before I spoke, Wang Hongrui slumped, but said, "You better not know."

I immediately reacted. He didn't know that An Ning and the ghost had a little connection. He pulled them into the door. Now the exhibition hall is filled with people who appreciate paintings. It is easy for people to get into trouble. It ’s better to be private. Underneath communication.

"An Ning is my friend, and her family is an exorcist family, so she knows nothing, please."

Wang Hongrui looked at Anning in shock, looked at Anning incredibly, and looked at me again.

I know, he was surprised that he could see two girls related to ghosts one day. I wonder if it was sent by God to help him, or whether it would bring some unexpected development.

"But this time, even if you want to know something, I still don't want you to know."

I looked at Anning seriously and said, "This time the situation is special and a little scary ..."

"I don't care, I want to listen!"

An Ning played with her little temper. I could n’t bear it, so I nodded. The three of us walked back to the staff rest area. There was still no one there. hospital.

As we passed the first door on the right, I subconsciously glanced at the closed door. There were no small windows or glass on the door, and the entire piece of wood blocked all our sights directly.

When Wang Hongrui passed, his face became pale suddenly.

I saw the slayer go straight through the wall and into the room, and I was anxious. I subconsciously tried to stop him. I suddenly remembered that there were two people around me, and I closed my mouth tightly.

Don't go in. Everything inside is dangerous.

I was anxious in my heart, I knew that Seki would not know, but I was still worried about him.

But I couldn't get in now, I had to pray in my heart, he could feel what I thought in my heart.

Wang Hongrui explained the things he encountered again. This time, he was much clearer and calmer than the first time he described. He no longer had runaway emotions, but instead organized all the strange things he had encountered in an orderly manner. And all said it out.

I also told Anning the metaphysical painter I found, and Xiao Nizi's brow frowned.

"Xuanxue painter? Should I call Grandpa? Maybe he knows something."

I turned my head, reluctantly, was it always good to bother Grandpa An? And this picture came from overseas. If it is a ghost, it is also an overseas ghost.

Didn't Seorie say it before, **** is also divided into jurisdictions. He only cares about the domestic. Other countries have their own Hades or Hades.

He patted my shoulder calmly and said, "It's okay, I just asked, if we knew something, wouldn't we have a way to help him?"

Her words successfully convinced me, I nodded and watched her call quietly.

"Hey, grandpa! Well, I'm with Xiaohua."

There was a happy smile on her face, and since Grandpa An returned from Yang Ming, she returned to Mr. Yuan's vigorous appearance and full of vigor.

God knew that two days ago, she was in her own home. Except for reading the ritual books every day, she frowned all day and her expression was bitterer than bile.

"I ask you a question, do you know what a metaphysical painter is?"

She had just asked this sentence, and I immediately held my breath, looking at her nervously and expectantly.

I still have a heart in my heart, pay attention to whether the coloring ghost has returned. At the end of the white wall, there is no familiar figure coming back through the wall, which makes me even more worried.

Wang Hongrui was also holding his breath, looking at tranquility.

I obviously saw a strange expression on An Ning's face, and my heart jumped.

No, what does Grandpa Ann really know?

She looked at me and said, "You're telling me the explanation you found about metaphysical painters."

I interpreted the sentence fluently and fluently as if memorizing lines, and An Ning nodded, just picking up the phone and repeating it, the phone was put in my ear and my face changed again.

Looks like ... Grandpa An heard the explanation I said ...

She hardly paused, put the phone down, looked at me with a stunned look, and then looked at Wang Hongrui with a weak voice: "Grandpa said ... let's go back soon ..."

At the same time, the demon wore back from the other end of the wall and came to my side.

"Let's go, Huaer."

I'm going, why did you say the same thing as Grandpa An?

"Grandpa was in a rush, let's go back quickly."

"But ..." I looked at Wang Hongrui and pointed, "What about his affairs and what about the six paintings?"

An Ning also looked helpless: "Grandpa's tone doesn't want us to care about this at a glance."

I was surprised that Grandpa An was unwilling to take care of the former Lejia site, and Grandpa An was willing to help. I was even more shocked this time. Even Grandpa An was unwilling to manage this incident.

The six paintings, in the eyes of Seki and Grandpa An, are like a huge curse. It is best to avoid them and hide far away.

Wang Hongrui was anxious, and he began to talk incoherently, helpless like a child.

"Even if you say so, what should I do with those paintings?"

I sighed and proposed: "Burned it, no matter what, your own health and life are the most important. I know that you burn the paintings sent by friends from overseas, you will feel bad, but you do n’t consider it for yourself. A moment? "

Wang Hongrui still frowned, hesitating, I didn't think he was such a kind person.

However, I couldn't help talking and seeing my thoughts when I saw the rare and complicated eyes of Segui.

"I want to see the painting next door."

An Ning was not surprised, but shouted excitedly: "I'm going too!"

The saint obviously disagrees. I look at Wang Hongrui: "I want to see what kind of portrait it is. If it is really too much, you don't want to burn it, I'll come."

"But I won't compensate you. I'm saving your life."

I looked at Wang Hongrui, who finally compromised and nodded.

"Actually, I just saw the pictures in my dreams. In real life, I still dare not take them apart."

"Are you afraid to look exactly like the picture of a dream?"

He nodded and smiled bitterly at me: "Don't you think it's incredible, I think it's unreasonable, and you have this unrealistic thought in your head."

I shook my head: "No, instead, I have been having the same nightmare, related to those six paintings, and the time coincides with the time they got home, and I will not feel it a coincidence."

The demon grabbed my arm and disapproved, "Don't go, you will regret it."

I glanced at Wang Hongrui, and finally spoke, looking at Segu: "I want to see what it is."

"Then you will be like him, and have that nightmare every day, infinite loop."

He narrowed his eyes narrowly and coldly, "Unless they were completely destroyed."

Destroy them completely.

I understand the meaning of his words. This complete destruction is definitely not the burning of the paintings, and the "they" he said, it should be the guys in the paintings.

Wang Hongrui saw me and the ghost talking, and from his perspective, I must be talking to the air, which surprised and scared him.

"You ... who are you talking to ..."

I sold him a secret and didn't say, "I won't tell you, but rest assured that he won't hurt you."

"He is very good. Grandpa Ann refuses to help you. You can ask him, maybe he will help."

I suddenly smiled badly and said this, watching Wang Hongrui quietly to see how he reacted.