Weird Regulator

Chapter 1291: The Devil’s Heart Is Burning

"Manager, there's a ghost outside my door!"

A phone call in the early morning woke Ji Li, who hadn't slept all night, from his drowsiness.

But he came and went in a hurry. He only heard a sharp cry from the other end, and then the call was interrupted in shock.

The cry seemed to come from a dying person, wailing and roaring in despair. Even though the tone had changed completely, Ji Li instantly recognized her identity - Hu Nuannuan.

He sat up from the head of the bed, grabbed a new cane beside the cabinet, and walked out quickly.

"Ji Li, I seemed to see a ghost when you were sleeping."

"Don't lie to him, Lao San. It's obviously three ghosts."

"I didn't lie to him. I really saw a ghost, and it was very blurry. Even I'm not sure if I saw it wrong."

The second and third personalities haven't seen each other for a long time, so long that Ji Li almost forgot about them.

The external ghosts are rampant, this is inevitable, but he has never taken these things to heart, and even has a hint of expectation to a certain extent.

The more chaotic, the better.

If the Tianhai ship sank, the secret hidden in the seabed would see the light of day.

So Ji Li didn't even care, and directly opened the door with "Ten" engraved on the left, and went to the tenth store as quickly as possible.

The tenth store in the morning was very quiet, clean and tidy as if no one lived there.

Ji Li's hurried steps paused, and suddenly a strange feeling emerged in his heart after he came here.

This feeling made his heart very uncomfortable, as if there was some kind of rejection, and even his mood fluctuated.

He had come here several times, and this was the first time he noticed the difference of the tenth store.

"Empty", this was the first feeling, followed by a strong smell of death.

It's not that someone died, but the whole branch was filled with a decadent and withered atmosphere.

Ji Li suddenly realized that his heart was lost.

The root cause of his mood change now came from the evil heart of his "fiancée".

This heart has never worked. This is the only time he has felt it intuitively, and it is about the supernatural.

"Something happened..."

Ji Li couldn't help but recall that Quan Liang had called him and claimed that the second floor, which was filled with ghost residents, had collapsed.

The only sound was the tapping of the cane on the steps. The sound was very small but enough to break the water surface of the tenth store. The beating of the ghost's heart made him aware of more abnormalities.

When passing the second floor, he paid special attention, but found nothing.

However, just as he arrived at the first floor and put his hand on the door, the third personality suddenly shouted in his mind:

"Ji Li, there is a ghost outside your door!"

This sentence is so familiar...

Ji Li frowned, but his hand did not stop, and he opened the door and let the sun hit his face.

The long hair blew back, and the cool breeze in the morning penetrated the skin along the lapels, bringing the coolness of winter.

There is also a difference between cool and cold.

The third personality did not speak. When the door was just opened, there was a moment of coolness, with a strange chill, like a sinister peeping outside the door, and then the cool weather.

A flash of disdain flashed across Ji Li's gray-black eyes. Without any hesitation, he went straight out of the tenth store.

He took a step forward and looked back, and saw a strange building that was overlapping and contradictory.

A three-story villa was surrounded by a taller and larger transparent hotel. The two doors were stacked together, but the door handles were on both sides, giving the door opener the right to choose independently.

Ji Li carefully examined the villa with his back to the sun, and there were indeed more points worth noting.

The villa in the real world was completely trapped in the tenth store. The hotel was like a cage, and it was a prisoner trapped here forever.

He had never been to Villa No. 13. This time he felt that the lighting inside was extremely poor. It was even quieter here than the tenth store, and at the same time, the villa seemed to be uninhabited, and it was even more weirdly tidy.

From the entrance to the living room, there was no trace left by anyone, including Hu Nuannuan.

Only on the highest wall, there was an artistic photo of a young woman wearing a crimson purple dress.

"Wow."

This tone was a sincere compliment from the second personality.

The third personality said:

"This woman looks so familiar, but I can't remember where I've seen her before..."

Ji Li stood on this artistic photo and looked carefully. The woman looked to be in her early twenties. Maybe the photo was retouched, so her actual age might be a little older than twenty.

She was indeed very beautiful, but that beauty brought a sense of uneasiness that made Ji Li resist.

It seemed that just through this huge photo, he could glimpse a hint of the supernatural behind it.

"A lot of people died in this villa."

For some reason, Ji Li's ghost heart was extremely sensitive to the abstract supernatural and death this time.

What he saw with his eyes was the normal real world, but if he experienced it with his heart, he could discover that there were no less than seven breaths of death in this villa, and even one breath was close to a ghost.

It is definitely not as simple as in movies and TV dramas for a dead person to become a ghost. Without extremely special conditions, it is impossible for a ghost to appear.

But in this villa, there is a dead person who is only one step away from becoming a ghost.

"Could it be Hu Nuannuan?"

The third personality has assumed that the girl is dead, and currently she is the only one who is qualified to become a ghost.

But what he found strange was that even if Hu Nuannuan used the sin object to transform into a ghost, it should have been completed long ago, not just a step away.

"It's not her."

Ji Li leaned on his cane and fixed his eyes on the top floor. A mysterious light flashed in his gray-black eyes.

"It's there, a person who died a long time ago."

The third personality was silent for a while, and then said after thinking:

"When Hu Nuannuan asked you for help, she only mentioned the 'door'. Should we go find her body first and reversely infer her past?"

"No need."

Ji Li scanned the empty living room, came to the window and glanced outside, and pulled off a section of the curtain and wrapped it around his arm.

He grasped the handle and pulled out the short knife hidden in the cane, and at the same time cut his palm.

The blood flowed into the soft curtain like a stream of water, and in the blink of an eye, it dyed a spot of flawless white curtain into a whole piece of red jade.

A blood-stained curtain, like a brush dipped in ink, Ji Li drew stroke by stroke on the white tiles in the living room.

The winding, strange and inexplicable lines were drawn between the bricks, and it was impossible to identify their shapes at first.

But a few seconds later, a giant talisman with a white background and red lines had already taken shape.

Ji Li's speed was extremely fast. He did not pause at all when drawing the talisman with blood. The extremely complex blood talisman was projected from memory to the ground, and it was exactly the same.

"Heart blood flows to the spleen, the heart spirit is governed by the spleen, and the heart fire generates spleen soil..."

The only supernatural power from the immortal mission, a "sin object" that only Ji Li, the "man of the five elements", can cast - the heart-generated fire barrier.

In the past years, the dead people who stayed in Villa No. 13 seemed to have heard the sound of the dragon pen, and a gust of cold wind rose in the villa.

The restless and gloomy wind quickly dried the talismans on the ground, causing them to condense and form as quickly as possible.

A few minutes passed in a flash, Ji Li threw away the rotten curtains, stood at the center of the talisman array with a pale face, and took out a cigarette box and a lighter from his pocket.

"Hu Nuannuan's death was valuable. At least she let me know that there is a ghost hiding in Villa No. 13."

As a cigarette was lit in the talisman, the ghost's heart was aroused, affecting the entire villa, and the ghost was about to be forced out.

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