Nightmare’s Call

"Something's wrong? What's wrong?" - Purple Time.

"Have you found Teacher Shengguang?"——Give hope.

"I've looked for it, but I'm fine now, and I don't need to ask Master Shengguang for help." ——Purple Time.

"I suggest you go to the teacher again, there is something wrong around you." —— Hope.

Perola's expression froze.

"What's wrong?" She turned around and looked around, but she didn't find anything wrong.

Suddenly, on Hongguang, the boss of Red Whale uploaded a photo that seemed to be edited. It happened to be the modified version that Perola just posted.

"This is what your pool really looks like." - Red Whale.

Perola looked carefully, and suddenly felt his scalp go numb, and his complexion turned pale.

The swimming pool in the photo is full of blood, and female corpses with long hair are floating on the water. At a glance, there are at least dozens of corpses floating inside.

"You really know how to joke?" she replied quickly.

"This swimming pool can be judged by its appearance. This is essentially a blood aura ritual. Frequent bathing in it can make it easier to separate people's soul from flesh and blood. It is a good prop for making excellent sacrifices." ——Red Whale.

"." If Perola said that she could barely maintain her composure just now, now that she saw what she said, combined with the previous message from her suspected mother. And the suspicion of being stunned.

The Red Whale has no reason to lie to her, so there's a good chance the photo is real.

And if this photo is real, then a series of things...

The worry and panic that had been suppressed in her heart all of a sudden slowly surfaced.

"Go to the teacher quickly!"——hope.

A reminder from a best friend, like a ray of light, pointed out the direction in Perola's heart.

She hesitated for a while, and immediately switched to the private chat interface, and found the holy light shining on you.

"My lord. Something is wrong with me!" - Purple Time.

She quickly transmitted the recent events to Lin Sheng one by one.

Lin Sheng was on the other end, carefully reading all the information she entered.

After a moment of silence.

He replied slowly.

"Prepare for the ceremony." - The Holy Light shines on you.

Multiple people's constant reminders and confirmations, coupled with my own weird situation.

Let Perola have already believed in his situation at this time.

At this time, she was flustered and completely at a loss. Seeing the words Lin Sheng typed, she immediately thought of the ceremony that the holy light had passed on before.

"Act quickly, the opponent is ready to this point, your time is running out." ——Holy light shining on you.

Seeing this sentence, Perola panicked even more.

In essence, she is a greenhouse flower who has never experienced wind and rain. Whenever she encounters such troublesome incidents, she will start to mess up.

She hurried to the warehouse and prepared the required materials one by one.

The materials needed for the ceremony were not complicated. What Lin Sheng gave her was not the holy spirit ceremony, but a well-simplified positioning ceremony.

This positioning ceremony can allow them to transfer all responsibilities to Perola when they arrive.

Other than that, there are no other special effects.

It is precisely because of this that this ceremony only requires a few simple materials and uncomplicated special patterns.

You just need to recite the syllables to start it.

But Perola was in a panic and couldn't do anything at all. The materials were obtained, but she lay on the ground and drew the pattern for a long time, but she drew the wrong line several times in a row, so she had to start over.

Again and again, as time passed, Perola in the bedroom became more and more flustered.

With the continuous failure of the pattern, the pressure on her heart is getting bigger and bigger.

Sweat trickled down from her forehead and cheeks.

"I can't do it!!"

After making another mistake, she finally fell to the ground, crying softly.

"I'm going crazy! I can't do it, I can't draw well, what should I do!?" - Purple Time.

"waste!"

Lin Sheng was completely speechless on the other side.

Compared with giving hope, this purple time gap is simply too big. He couldn't even draw the most basic simplified pattern, and people hoped that he could draw the more complicated holy spirit ceremony successfully in one go.

After thinking about it, his heart suddenly moved.

"Then, there is one last solution."——The Holy Light shines on you.

"What way!?" - Purple Time.

"It's very simple, since you can't do it, and you can't draw well, then let others help you." ——The Holy Light shines on you.

"Others help me? But... isn't this formation pattern unrevealable?" ——Purple Time.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if it is exposed, you just need to find a legitimate reason, divide the pattern into many different parts, and enclose it for others to complete. This is no problem, right? It's just a matter of spending some money."—— The Light shines on you.

"This. I'll try it out" - Purple Time.

Suddenly Perola thought of something again.

"No, I am surrounded by people who monitor me, and the power of my family, it is very easy to monitor my computer, network and mobile phone! If I arouse suspicion, it will be over!" ——Purple Time.

She was starting to worry again.

"Is there not even a single trustworthy person around?" - The Holy Light shines on you.

"No."

Perola's answer made the rainbow fall into silence for a while.

"Then, there is only one last way" - the holy light shines on you.

"What.?"

"Since you can't complete the array pattern ceremony, then the more complicated parts that follow up must not be able to be completed either.

So... just replace it. "—The Holy Light shines on you.

"Swapping??!" Perola was taken aback.

"Give me a picture of you, the current selfie." Sheng Guang asked from the opposite side.

"Okay!" Perola was panicked now. He quickly controlled Hongguang with his consciousness and took a selfie for himself.

Then click send.

At this moment, there were faint footsteps outside the door.

The footsteps sounded familiar, as if it was someone Perola knew well.

She suddenly became more flustered. On the ground was her white paper with patterned patterns.

She knew that she must have gone to the warehouse to get things by herself and was discovered, and now someone came to ask.

She frantically began to clean up the white paper on the ground.

Boom boom boom.

"Laura, are you resting?"

It's father!

Father Fann Raleigh!

Before Perola could reply, there was a crisp click, and the door was pushed open abruptly.

"I came in, you shouldn't be asleep, right?"

Fan Enlei was dressed in a black suit, his gray hair was combed back neatly, and his face was calm with a hint of indifference.

Gives a very contradictory temperament.

Just as soon as he entered the door, what he saw was Perola kneeling quietly on the carpet, as if sorting out the books scattered on the floor.

"I heard that you went to the warehouse to pick up some things. I was a little worried, so I came over to take a look." Fan Enleilly said in a low voice with a hint of gentleness and concern.

If you don't look at his cold and cruel pupils, maybe anyone would think that this is a good father who cares about his daughter very much.

It was just beyond Fann's expectation that his daughter, who should get up immediately and be moved, was still kneeling quietly on the ground at this time, her white and slender fingers still lightly tapping the cover of a heavy dictionary on the ground.

"Thank you for your concern. My daughter is only interested in a little thing in the book for a while."

Perola raised her head slowly, her long golden tassel-like hair slid down her shoulders. The silver-blue pupils exuded a calmness that was completely different from before.

"Don't trust the content of some irrelevant books. Many authors are human beings themselves, and their level is not high. You must learn to distinguish the real gold from the sand." Fan Enlei said with narrowed eyes.

"Lola understands." Perola replied calmly.

Fann Raleigh stared at his daughter, but found nothing else.

He could only give one last word of advice, turned around and left the room.

With a click, the door closed.

As the footsteps gradually moved away, Perola slowly stood up from the carpet.

She gently sat down in front of the dressing table and stared at herself in the mirror.

The almost perfect delicate face looks flawless and innocent.

Suddenly, Perola suddenly smiled.

The originally innocent face suddenly became calm and quiet.

Her white and slender fingertips lightly touched the mirror. Dot on the center of your brow in the mirror.

hiss.

The red light lit up, and a strange symbol belonging to the wheel of yin and evil slowly appeared between the eyebrows.