Terror comes I was chased and killed by ghosts at the beginning and became a master of Chinese marti

In the living room, the blood energy of the most rigid and yang is transpiring.

That’s one of the things that ghosts fear.

So in Lin Que’s perception, the cold mass quickly left the living room and hid at the corner of the corridor.

Like a puppy being yelled at by its owner.

Wandering in the corridor, poking his head, he seemed to be afraid but unwilling to give up.

With his younger sister unwilling to show himself, Lin Que could only use his mind to perceive her position.

But she couldn’t be seen with the naked eye.

So, he doesn’t know what her expression is now.

“Qiong…”

Will it be very painful if I get hurt by blood energy?

Will he stare at himself with a resentful and angry expression…?

Silently condemning his brother?

Lin Que sighed.

Immediately, he sat on his hips with the pill in his arms, restrained his energy, and tried his best to make himself look the same as before.

He cautiously walked towards the corner of the corridor.

However, every time he took a step closer, his sister took a step back.

Lin Que’s expression was extremely subtle.

This is… Scared, right?

Was Qiong frightened?

The situation is reversed.

Before, he was so scared by his sister that he couldn’t sleep, lost his mind, and was in danger.

Now, my sister dare not approach him at all.

Presumably in Lin Qiong’s eyes, the current Lin Que is a monster that frightens her.

He stopped in his tracks, turned around and returned to the living room.

An hour later, Lin Que quietly came to the door of a bedroom.

Through the crack in the door, he saw a faint light, dim and dim, which looked like the light of a candle.

It gives people an extremely weak feeling.

Ordinary people can’t see clearly inside.

If he wasn’t mentally strong, he wouldn’t be able to see clearly.

Lin Qiong’s spiritual tablet is placed in this bedroom. This bedroom is actually her former bedroom.

The decoration in the room was done with his help. The wallpaper on the wall is a little girlish pink, and there is a small dressing table next to the window with love stickers.

After all, she is a high school girl, so the most basic makeup is still needed.

In the corner of the bed, there is a big bear doll that the brother and sister caught when they were grabbing the claw machine.

Next to the bed is a desk.

Her spiritual tablet and incense burner are placed on the desk.

Now, Lin Que saw from a distance that there was a pale figure sitting in front of the desk.

Qiong turned his back to him.

Can’t see what she’s doing.

Lin Que looked at her for a long time, and resisted rushing in to hug her, and also suppressed tears, quietly watching her back, always feeling a strong sense of déjà vu.

Where did I seem to have seen this scene?

Wait, the way Lin Qiong crouched in front of the desk looked very, very familiar, and it reminded him of something.

Suddenly, there was a soft sound in the bedroom.

Lin Que heard clearly this time.

That was the sound of opening a pencil case…

“…”

Fuck!

Oh, so it was doing homework.

High school students have a lot of homework, so it’s okay…

…

…

How could it be all right! !

Guigui, you’re still thinking about doing your homework even after you’re dead? ? ?

Lin Que couldn’t get it out of his mouth full of old jokes, how could he say such a thing in this situation?

Is this a good student?

Even if you become a ghost, you still don’t forget to do your homework?

If your homeroom teacher knows, I’m afraid you will wake up with a smile when you fall asleep, and will regard you as a role model for the whole class.

But… Is this guy really doing his homework?

Seeing the slightly trembling appearance of the pale figure, Lin Que suddenly thought of a past event.

That isWhen she was just entering junior high school, her grades were poor, and when Lin Que came back, he rarely got angry and wanted to beat her up. What did his sister say at that time?

“Don’t hit, don’t hit.”

“I’ll do my homework right away, brother, don’t be angry, okay?”

How similar this scene is now.

How obsessed is she with herself?

Thinking of this, Lin Que felt a little heavy.

He didn’t know how to treat his current sister, and what he could do for her.

Revenge?

Can revenge bring her back to life?

impossible.

The top priority is not revenge at all, but trying to find a way for humans and ghosts to live in harmony.

Is there such a way?

In this world, is there such a way?

he does not know.

Lin Que didn’t feel any fear, but simply felt that he was useless.

Martial arts cannot save her.

He glanced again at the pale figure at the desk doing homework, and did not act rashly.

Lin Que returned to the living room.

For him, half a year has passed.

He has been away from this family for half a year.

Everything was so strange yet familiar. Lin Que cleaned the living room and sat on the sofa.

Close your eyes and let go of your mind.

After holding the pill, he has been able to restrain his mind, and under normal circumstances, he will not be as cranky as ordinary people.

The state of mind is clear.

It’s just that, sitting around three o’clock in the morning, there was a poor guy who wanted to get close to him again.

Crash!

A gust of wind whizzed and circled in the living room.

The chandelier in the living room seemed to be in poor contact and began to flicker.

The originally bright living room became flickering.

Lin Que didn’t know where, but his younger sister ran over again and wanted to get close to him, and hesitated for a long time in the corridor, being sneaky and not direct at all.

Speak the truth.

He really wants to say something now.

“Have you finished your homework?”

This sentence is too cruel, and it may scare her away.

Lin Que subtly remained silent, trying to restrain the huge energy and blood as much as possible.

Otherwise, she will be burned if she gets close.

In a daze, he could feel that someone was gently stroking his cheek with a cold hand.

The eyes slightly opened a slit.

I can vaguely see that familiar face, which is still so beautiful and lovely.

——It would be even better if there was no bleeding from the seven orifices.

“Brother~”

Next to his ears, came the voice that haunted him in his dreams.

It’s just that this slight voice is vague like a child’s, knocking and looking forward, and it’s not very clear.

Lin Que felt his eyes a little sore.

In the end, she pretended to be asleep and let her younger sister touch her body. She felt that her mind had completely degenerated to the stage of a six or seven-year-old child.

Pretending to be asleep is very hard.

Lin Que had to suppress her body’s reaction from time to time, lest a shock in her dantian directly knock her out of her wits.

Just like that, I sat quietly until dawn.

The younger sister is no longer by her side, so she should have gone back to her own room to avoid being exposed to the sun.

He slowly opened his eyes, feeling extremely complicated.

After an unknown amount of time, the familiar ringtone of the mobile phone rang in his ears.

It’s a shame.

His cell phone ringtone is still the classic bgm of “Yuan Z Kong”.

Every time a phone call comes in outside, regardless of whether others are embarrassed or not, Lin Que is not embarrassed at all anyway.

After the melodious violin tune, he connected the phone. The caller was a policeman he knew.

Because of Lin Qiong’s death case, this policeman had dealt with Lin Que before, but he called suddenly so early today…

Has the case progressed?

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