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Chapter 1300 Ghost Hearts Make Fire

"Shopkeeper, there is a ghost outside my door!"

A phone call in the early morning awakened Ji Li, who had not been able to fall asleep all night, from his drowsiness.

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

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

He quickly sat up from the bedside, grabbed a piece of new crutch beside the cabinet, and walked out quickly.

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

"The third brother doesn't lie to him, it's obviously three ghosts."

"I didn't lie to him. I really saw a ghost, and it was very vague. Even I wasn't sure if I had read it wrong."

Second, I haven't seen each other for a long time, and Ji Li almost forgot about them.

The external ghosts were rampant, which was inevitable, but he never took these things in his heart, and even had a hint of expectation to some extent.

It’s better if it’s messy, the better if it’s messy.

The ship of Tianhai was destroyed, so the secret hidden under the sea will be the day when the sun is seen again.

So Ji Li didn't even take care of it, so he opened the door with the "ten" engraved on the left and went to the tenth store as fast as possible.

The shop in the early morning was very quiet, so clean and tidy that it seemed like no one was living in it.

Ji Li paused in a hurry, and after he came here, a strange feeling suddenly appeared in his heart.

This feeling made his heart very uncomfortable, as if he had some repulsion, and even his mood fluctuated.

I have been here a few times, and this is the first time he has noticed the uniqueness of the No. 10 store.

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

It’s not that someone died, but that the entire branch was filled with a decay and withering dusk air.

Ji Li suddenly realized that his heart had been lost.

The root cause of his mood changes now comes from the ghost heart of his "fiancee".

This heart has never worked. This is the only time that he can feel intuitively, and it is a supernatural.

"Something happened..."

Ji Li couldn't help but recall that Quan Liang had called him and claimed that the second floor of the house that was pretending to be a ghost resident collapsed.

The crutch tapped the steps was the only sound, which was extremely small but was enough to break the water surface of the No. 10 store. The beating of the ghost heart made him notice more abnormalities.

When he passed the second floor, he took a special look, but found nothing.

However, just as he arrived on 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 hands were not stopped. He opened the door and let the sunlight pounce on his face.

The long hair blew backwards, and the cool breeze of the morning penetrated the skin along the collar, bringing the coolness of winter.

There is also a difference between coolness and coolness.

The third personality is not speaking. When the door is opened, it feels cool for a moment, with a strange coldness, just like the gloomy spy outside the crack of the door, and then the weather is cool.

A hint of disdain flashed in Ji Li's gray-black eyes. Without any hesitation, he left the tenth store directly.

Taking a step back and looking back, what you see is an overlapping and contradictory weird building.

The outer periphery of a three-story villa is surrounded by a taller and larger transparent hotel. Two doors are stacked together, but the door handles are located on both sides, giving the door opener the right to choose independently.

Ji Li carefully looked at the villa with the sunshine on his back, and there was indeed something more worth paying attention to.

The real world villa is completely enclosed in the tenth store, and the hotel is like a cage, which is the prisoner who is always trapped here.

He had never been to Villa No. 13 before. This time he entered the door, he felt that the lighting was extremely poor.

This place is quieter than the No. 10 store, and the villa seems to be uninhabited, and it is even more neat and weird.

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

There was only the tallest wall hanging an artistic photo of a young woman wearing a long purple dress.

"Wow."

This tone is the second personality that expresses sincere praise.

The third personality said:

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

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

She is indeed very beautiful, but that kind of beauty has a feeling of uneasiness that makes Ji Li resist.

It seemed that just through this huge photo, he could see a glimpse of the supernatural signs behind him.

“Many people died in this villa.”

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

His eyes saw the normal real world, but if he experienced it carefully, he could discover that there were no less than seven breaths of death in this villa, and even one breath was approaching the ghost.

The deceased person turns into a ghost is definitely not as simple as in movies and TV dramas. Without extremely special conditions, it is impossible to turn into a ghost.

But in this villa, there is a dead man who is only one step away from turning into a ghost.

"Can it be Hu Nuannuan?"

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

But what he was strange was that even if Hu Nuannuan used sin to transform into ghosts, she should have been formed long ago, not just a short time ago.

"Not her."

Ji Li leaned on a crutch and locked his eyes on the top floor. A mysterious light flashed through his gray and black pupils.

"It's there, a man who has been dead for a long time."

The third personality was silent for a moment, and after thinking, he said:

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

“No need.”

Ji Li swept the empty living room and came to the window and glanced out of the window, pulled off a piece of curtain and wrapped it around his arm.

He grabbed the handle and pulled out the short knife hidden in the crutch, and cut open his palm.

The blood gushed into the soft curtains like flowing water, and in the blink of an eye, a touch of white curtains dyed a whole piece of red jade.

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

The winding and strange patterns are outlined between bricks, and at first they cannot be identified.

But a few seconds later, a giant talisman with a white background and red pattern had already begun to show signs.

Ji Li was extremely fast, and he did not pause at all when he used blood to draw talismans. The extremely complex blood talisman was projected from memory to the ground, and it was exactly the same.

"The heart and blood are transported to the spleen, the mind and spirit are dominated by the spleen, and the heart fire produces spleen earth..."

The only supernatural force from the mission of becoming an immortal, a "sin thing" that can be used by Ji Li, a "five elements person" - the barrier of fire for the heart.

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

The anxious and uneasy wind quickly dried the talismans on the ground, making them condensed and formed as soon as possible.

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

"Hu Nuannuan died of death is valuable. At least she let me know that there was a ghost hidden in Villa No. 13."
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