Psychic

"George, do you know where you went wrong?" A blond old man sat at the round table in the conference room, slammed the ground with his crutch, and said sharply to Jun Chengzong in front of him.

The old man's full name is Macdonald Carter, and he has become a very famous psychic as early as the 1950s. Even though he is over 80 years old, the heroism between his brows is no less than that of two or three The ten-year-old lad was nothing.

At this time, there were only Carter and Jun Chengzong in the conference room, but the butterfly with eye patterns on the roof was constantly looking at the two people in the conference room like a third person.

Butterflies with eye tattoos are the symbol of the American Association of Psychic Mediums. All psychic mediums are honored to be eligible to join the Association of Psychic Mediums.

Jun Chengzong was standing in the meeting room in black, with a butterfly with eye pattern embroidered on his left shoulder, which was the symbol of the membership of the Psychic Media Association, but he was standing in front of Carter at this time with his head drooping, looking extremely regretful.

Seeing that Jun Chengzong didn't speak, Carter sternly reprimanded, "Tell me, George!"

Just when Carter was about to reprimand Jun Chengzong who had been silent for so long, Jun Chengzong slowly raised his head and took a deep breath, blaming himself, and slowly said: "It's my fault, I failed to save you. That child." After speaking, he lowered his head again.

"Is that all?" Carter stared at Jun Chengzong with those hooked eyes.

Without raising his head, Jun Chengzong replied, "Yes, sir."

"Liar! You still don't realize your mistake!" Carter slapped the round table in front of him, furious as if speaking to a sinner who had committed an unforgivable crime, "You not only caused a child The death of you, you also made our psychic association dusty!"

"George, I'm very disappointed in you." After finishing speaking, Carter turned his chair, unwilling to look at Jun Chengzong again, "Look at the protesting crowd outside, God!"

At this time, the protesting crowd outside had almost blocked half of the street in front of the Spiritual Media Association. They held up all kinds of protest signs in their hands, insulting the Spiritual Media Association and Jun Chengzong in various fonts.

"fraud!"

"The devil's executioner!"

"Accomplice of Satan!"

"Get out of America!"

Some people even poured gasoline on the logo of the Psychic Media Association directly in public, and the eye patterns on the wings of the butterflies that were burning in the flames looked particularly ferocious.

Jun Chengzong didn't do anything, but the sound of protest downstairs was transmitted into the house through the cracks in the window, but the harm these protesting crowd did to Jun Chengzong was far less painful than his failed exorcism.

"We are just psychics, psychics, what does the exorcism ceremony have to do with you and me?" Carter turned his back to Jun Chengzong, with uncontrollable anger in his tone, "Why can't we wait until the priest of the church arrives before proceeding?" Exorcism, do you know how badly you have caused a serious negative impact on our association!"

Hearing what Carter said, Jun Chengzong seemed to have seized the opportunity to defend himself, raised his head suddenly, and said to Carter: "Sir, the situation at that time was too late, the demon completely occupied the child's body, there is no way to wait until The priest of the church..."

"Shut up!" Carter interrupted Jun Chengzong roughly, "My God, but have you ever thought about the impact that the failure of the exorcism ceremony will have on our psychic medium association!"

With that said, Carter turned the chair around, turned his back to Jun Chengzong, unwilling to take another look at him, and slapped a piece of paper on the table, and said to Jun Chengzong: "Because of various circumstances, now Remove you from the psychic association."

"Mr. Carter, the situation was urgent at that time. Could it be that we can just ignore death!" Jun Chengzong broke out completely, and he held a dice tightly, fighting for the last chance for himself.

Carter looked at the eye patterns on the butterfly wings on the wall,

An imperceptible light flashed in his eyes, and he slowly said, "Of course."

At that moment, Jun Chengzong only felt as if he had fallen into an abyss, and the biting chill penetrated into his limbs and bones.

...

Jun Chengzong suddenly sat up from the bed, panting heavily, awakened from the nightmare, he only felt that his whole body did not belong to him, and the severe headache made his eyes tear.

"Why, why did you dream of this..." Jun Chengzong held his head in both hands and muttered to himself.

"Mr. Jun, you're awake!" A girl's voice came from beside Jun Chengzong, and only then did Jun Chengzong's thoughts come back.

Hearing this voice, Jun Chengzong subconsciously hid to the side, until this time he saw that he was in a completely white room, and the strong smell of disinfectant made Jun Chengzong wake up a little.

And the one who spoke just now was the vice president of the student union who helped arrange the lecture.

"You..." Jun Chengzong only remembered that when his eyes went dark and he lost consciousness, he couldn't remember anything that happened later, looking at this well-behaved girl in front of him, he felt an indescribable disharmony in his heart.

"Ms. Jun, are you okay?" Seeing Jun Chengzong's blank face, she hurriedly explained, "This is a hospital. After you helped Bailou get rid of Bixian, you both fell on the ground and passed out. I was terrified at the time, and it was Teacher Mu who called the emergency number and called the police and sent you here."

Jun Chengzong looked around, his brows were ups and downs, as if he still couldn't recover.

"I'm the vice chairman of the school's student union. You can call me Ruomu." As he spoke, Ruomu smiled and stretched out his right hand to Jun Chengzong.

I have to say that Ruomu looks very sweet, coupled with just the right smile, there is a kind of innocence unique to girls of this age. I guess she also had many suitors when she was in school.

However, Jun Chengzong didn't respond to Ruomu's outstretched hand at all, and ignored her meaning at all.

He threw off the quilt, turned over and got out of bed, and said to Ruomu, "Where is Bailou now, take me to see it."

"Hey, hey," seeing Jun Chengzong about to get out of bed, Ruomu hurriedly stopped him, "Mr. Jun, you can't move around now, the doctor said you are out of strength, you must have a good rest."

"The doctor said Bailou is fine, just like you, and Mr. Mu is with you, so you don't have to worry."

However, Ruomu couldn't stop Jun Chengzong: "No, I have to see Bailou with my own eyes to be at ease, take me there quickly!" After saying that, Jun Chengzong was about to put on his shoes and go out.

At this moment, the door of the ward opened, and the figure of Teacher Mu appeared at the door of the ward.

"Hey, Mr. Jun, you're awake!" As soon as Mr. Mu entered the door, he saw Jun Chengzong was about to go out, so he rushed in to greet him.

Seeing Teacher Mu coming, Ruomu hurried to Teacher Mu's side, and whispered to him: "Mr. Mu, Teacher Jun insists on going to see classmate Bailou. I can't stop him. You should tell him quickly and let him Rest easy."

Teacher Mu nodded at Ruomu to reassure her, then turned to Jun Chengzong with a smile and said, "Mr. Jun, it's all thanks to you this time. Please forgive me for being rude earlier!"

Teacher Mu is also apologizing for the previous behavior of yelling at him in the lecture hall. Not only did he not believe what Jun Chengzong said, but he also slandered him in front of so many students. It is hard to imagine At that time, if Jun Chengzong hadn't insisted on exorcizing Bailou, what would have happened.

Jun Chengzong was also a little irritable at this time. He didn't respond to Teacher Mu's apology, but said eagerly to them: "Take me to see the Bailou, now is not the time to relax!"

Hearing what Jun Chengzong said, Mr. Mu and Ruomu were both stunned.

What's the meaning? Is it possible that the pen fairy hasn't left yet?