On the red cover notebook that fell on the ground, something seemed to be urging on the page that was opened casually. A line of handwriting appeared one by one. The handwriting was blood red, like dripping blood, exuding a creeping and gloomy.

The beginning was the normal size of the handwriting, but the words became larger and larger, and soon filled the entire page. Then the blood-red book spread out, and as soon as it hit the ground, it spread out, waving wildly with the smell of blood, and slashing from the ground to the wall, like blood bursting out from a person, splashing everywhere.

"Blood...Master, blood!"

Holding the pot Ding in his arms, Qiao Rourou screamed in panic even if she was covered with her mouth. The scene in front of her seemed like a nightmare, like an evil ghost showing her madness in front of others.

"Don't be afraid, Master is here, nothing can hurt you."

The pot Ding moved his hand up and simply covered Qiao Rourou's eyes so that she would not look at those scary things. However, from the pot Ding's perspective, there was no sound in the whole room. Looking around, the pot Ding did not see the blood stains that Qiao Rourou said. Everything was like what she had just now.

——Is there an hallucination? Why, the girl can see it, but I have nothing to do?

——Well... is it dust on the curtains? If it is dust, the whole room will be full. So, when you walk into this room, you will be affected, but you will gradually get hit with the frequency and timeliness of breathing? The curtains and notebooks form a closed loop, further stimulating the effect. Did they come to this room before? Humph, interesting drug stimulation.

——However, I am immune to multiple drugs, so can’t I see it?

——It seems that it looks very similar to their work. After hiding for so long, I finally want to make a comeback? [Doctor], want to get your things back?

The time when Ku Ding thought, Qiao Rourou was silent because of his eyes covered. She also gently patted Ku Ding's hand covering her eyes like Ku Ding to express her meaning.

"Master, Master, I'm fine, I'm not afraid!"

After letting go of his hand, Ku Ding placed his hand on Qiao Rourou's shoulder. The temperature in his palm would be transmitted to each other through contact. This is a body language, encouragement and trust.

Qiao Rourou was still holding the corner of Ku Ding's clothes. In her sight, the blood words kept writing a sentence, repeating them again and again, almost covering the entire room. Under the guidance of the incandescent lamp, there was an extra dazzling look, as if a shadow was rushing in the room.

"I... can't go home!"

When reading this sentence, Qiao Rourou's tone was sad, unfair, and even a hint of anger, as if there was a force controlling Qiao Rourou at this moment, making her say this.

For some reason, a wave of evil wind was rolled up in the closed room, stirring up dust. The bauding Ding had to cover his mouth and nose with his sleeves, and blocked Qiao Rourou's mouth. He was afraid of being choked with a mouthful of dust, but Qiao Rourou could no longer absorb the dust. If he was right, the dust contained something.

After a moment, the evil wind in the room did not stop at all, but became more and more urgent. The whole room seemed to be swept into a sandstorm, and it was a little difficult to see clearly even if you reached out.

If this continues, let alone move, it will become difficult for breathing.

The cook Ding signaled Qiao Rourou to cover his mouth and nose. He took out a piece of golden silk yellow paper from his arms. He wanted to sing some words, but found that this environment was basically unable to speak, so he simply bit his index finger, drew a stroke on the golden silk yellow paper, and then directly penetrated into the dust.

The golden yellow paper was clearly as soft as a roll of cloth, but after being sprayed with blood, it was shot out like a sharp arrow. The blood-stained golden yellow paper drew a red light, piercing through the wind and dust. Wherever it went, the wind and dust were as frozen.

A sharp woman screamed, the wind stopped instantly, and the dust scattered the whole room, and those footprints no longer existed.

Ku Ding Gang breathed a sigh of relief, but turned around and saw Qiao Rourou staring at him fiercely with red eyes. The next moment, he reached out and pinched Ku Ding's neck, which was astonishingly powerful.

"You...can't stop me from going home!"

Her voice was hoarse and unpleasant, like gravel scraping on glass.

With his left hand, Ku Ding held Qiao Rourou's strength with one hand. The index finger that had just bitten through his right hand was pressed by his thumb, and a lot of blood was squeezed out. Then Ku Ding directly applied the blood to Qiao Rourou's eyes and even rubbed it into his eyes.

"Girl, hold on."

The Ku Ding's movements were a bit rude, but strange. Qiao Rourou's eyes began to emit a strange red light as they were rubbed in by the Ku Ding's blood, but in the blink of an eye, they disappeared, but her eyes turned back to a clear look.

With Qiao Rourou's relaxed hands, she also returned to normal.

“Master…”

"It's okay, there may be a wronged soul here. You are weak now and are easily taken care of by these ghosts, but you are not afraid. With a master here, it's not a problem to have ten or eight."

The Butiao Ding carefully wiped off the blood stains around Qiao Rourou's eyes that were rubbed by him. He had some force just now, but he had rubbed it red.

Qiao Rourou pursed her lips. Over the past few days, she has been a burden to others. Whether it is Ye Lingxiao who is protecting her or the cheap master Ku Ding, the feeling of this weakness is so uncomfortable. She originally thought that she could avoid everything by escaping, but her subconscious made her want to face it. She wanted to face it on her own, but she didn't want to hide behind others. The moment she was controlled just now, she was conscious. She could see herself reaching out and pinching Ku Ding's neck. She couldn't imagine what would happen if she had a knife in her hand.

At this moment, Qiao Rourou had never wanted to become strong, become enough to protect herself, and protect the person she wanted to protect. She clenched her fists tightly, and her fingernails even pierced her palms.

"Master. When you go back, please help me become stronger!"

At the age of twenty, other girls are enjoying their youth when they are twenty years old, dating, chasing knowledge, and traveling around. Qiao Rourou should not have faced everything she has to face now, she should have pursued her own life. However, the world is unfair and there is never a fairness.

"Okay, go back and I'll teach you."

Ku Ding nodded and did not express more on this issue. This girl actually has many advantages waiting to be discovered. What Ku Ding can do is to be a good master.

After the evil wind, the dust floating in the room could not be dissipated for a while, and there was nothing to see in the whole room. It was not suitable for a long time to stay here. Even if it was pure dust, it would hurt the lungs if it was absorbed too much. After a glance at each other, both of them set their eyes in the direction of the bathroom.
Chapter completed!