Chapter 1692 Exploration (I played Bengti all day today)

The night is deep.

Sitting in front of the desk and looking at the reference book in front of him, Honda couldn't calm down. She stared at a bunch of Buddha beads on her wrist and sighed. This was before the three of them left, and Duanmuhuai gave Honda, saying that it could be used to make her feel more at ease. This bunch of beads looks very strange, with golden Sanskrits engraved on it, looking very powerful.

But even so, Honda couldn't be at ease. Until now, the family has not returned. Only she is at home, which makes Honda restless and even some dry mouth.

Go and drink some water.

Thinking of this, Honda stood up and left the bedroom and came to the kitchen on the first floor. There was no one in the whole house. Even if Honda turned on all the lights, there was still an invisible fear and anxiety. She walked to the kitchen quickly, opened the refrigerator and took a bottle of drink to open it, and she drew a drink.

The cold drink seems to dispel some hot heat that emerges inner heart. Honda put the bottle in the trash can, and then turned to go upstairs.

At this moment, the doorbell sounded.

"Ding Dong ..."

"Yes, who is it?"

Hearing the doorbell, Honda trembled. Parents have keys, so late, there is no other person to come to the door. So who is the doorbell?

She walked carefully to the porch, but on the other side of the frosted glass, Honda couldn't see anyone, as if there was no one at all.

Also, maybe I heard it wrong.

Honda comforted his inner heart, then turned and planned to go upstairs, just then ............

"Ding Dong ..."

The door bell rang again.

"……………………"

Honda turned around trembling and staring at the door. She didn't dare to speak out and didn't want to speak. Although she couldn't see the situation outside, Honda still instinctively realized that the outside seemed to be dangerous.

Subsequently, the rough knocking sounded.

"咚 咚! 咚！! 咚!"

The loud noise seemed to hit the door, and the scared Honda almost collapsed to the ground. At the same time, a man roared outside the door.

"Open the door! Give me the door!"

"Hey? Dad?"

Although the sound sounds rude and terrifying, Honda still heard it, this is the voice of his father. But why was he so angry? Is there something wrong with the company?

"Well!"

The door was smashed again, interrupted Honda's thinking.

"Lingzi, I know you are at home, open the door!"

"I, I ..."

Honda stood up trembling, walked to the porch, facing the door in front of her, she hesitated for a moment, and then reached out ...

At the same time, the bright red blade penetrated the door panel and stabbed forward.

"Woo ... uh ..."

"Well!"

Duanmuhuai opened the door and looked at the woman who fell in front of herself. She looked about forty years old and dressed like a housewife. The wounds on the upstream struggling to live more for a while.

"You cursed the master really play."

Duanmuhuai pulled out the sharp blade, and let the blood sprayed out of the gap between the woman's fingers.

"It is self -produced and selling it by yourself, and there is such a game. I have a lot of knowledge."

Looking at the curseist in front of him, Duanmuhuai shook his head speechlessly.

For the spell force — or how the spell used to use Lingneng, Duanmuhuai has already made it clear.

The spellist can be used by obtaining the soul of the sub -space through his own emotional guidance, but the curseist is different. The reason why the curseist kills a lot is that in addition to his strong personality perverted, he wants to extract others by squeezing others. Emotional value to obtain additional spell power.

Obviously, death and madness are the most intense and most likely to attract spells.

In fact, in the afternoon, Duanmuhuai noticed the house opposite in the Honda bedroom. Although Honda's home had only a little residual spiritual atmosphere, Duanmu Huai felt the peeping from the opposite side. Therefore, he was sure that the problem of this incident was not the Honda family, but next door!

So after Duanmu Huai went back, he turned around in the middle of the night, so he saw the scene where Honda's father was smashing the door — to control his spell at that time, it was passed from the neighbor's house on the opposite side.

Then it was easy. Duanmukai knocked on the door, indicating that sending the courier, and then he went through the throat when the other party came over.

"Oh ..."

"Okay, don't say, your party will be arrested here at this moment, let's go on the road together."

Duan Muhuai said, waved his sword with a sword, and directly split the woman's head into half. At the same time, a strange breath suddenly broke out from the woman's body and rushed towards Duanmu Huai. Duanmuhuai just waved his hand and scattered this spell directly.

"Three rounds, I will give it to you next."

"OK!"

Hearing Duanmu Huai's order, Sanlun, who was wearing a black suit, also hurried over with others. She made a few gestures, and then the logistics staff skillfully put the woman's body into a body bag. After that, it will be directly taken to the crematorium to be burned, and then the ashes will be scattered into the sea. Well, according to the investigation during the Shibuya incident, the man named Xia Yujie had died a long time ago. According to regulations, the body should have been disposed of, but his friend Gojo Satoru was kind-hearted and wanted to leave Xia Yujie with a complete body.

As a result, the curse spirit used the body to revive.

From then on, the entire curse world changed the way to deal with the bodies of cursers to forced cremation, and Gojo Satoru's unorganized and undisciplined behavior was criticized by name in the notice. If he hadn't left Xia Yujie with a complete body at that time, the curse spirit wouldn't have used Xia Yujie's body to cause trouble, right?

"Ms. Duanmu, we have dealt with it... This place doesn't seem to be a haunted house."

After dealing with the corpse and bloodstains, Sanlun Xia quickly came to Duanmu Huai and reported in a low voice.

"Well, it's easy to say that a haunted house is easy, but it's actually quite hard to find."

Standing in front of the window sill on the second floor, Duanmu Huai looked at the gate opposite. Honda had already opened the door, and her unconscious father greeted her. As the caster was killed by Duanmu Huai, the spell that controlled him was also released, and the furious father naturally fell into a coma.

Looking at his unconscious father, Honda ran into the house in panic and called the emergency number.

"Miss Duanmu, the curser's spell should be to control other people's emotions."

"Yes, and it can only control one person."

"But such a weak curser can actually kill so many people?"

Sanlunxia was obviously a little surprised. In Sanlunxia's impression, only those cursers with powerful spells can cause great harm, but can this kind of curser who can only control emotions and only one person actually cause such great damage?

"Weakness does not mean harmlessness. Sometimes it is harmful because of weakness."

Duanmu Huai answered lightly. Many times, the enemies encountered by the Tribunal are very weak, not only to the Tribunal, but also to the locals. For things like ratmen, an ordinary soldier can kill one in a one-on-one fight. But when they gather together, it makes people sick to death.

Because they are weak, they use wisdom to solve problems instead of strength.

This is why Duanmu Huai hates cunning and deceit the most. Tyrannical anger is stronger than this. He still prefers to have a face-to-face exchange with fists, rather than always trying to come up with some conspiracy to disgust people.

So although many people think that the most disgusting thing is the corruption, for Duanmu Huai, the most disgusting thing is cunning and deceit.

Just like the Honda family now, maybe when her father wakes up again, he will not be as tyrannical as before, but can the family of three reconcile as before? Or will there be a gap?

Look, this is the most disgusting part of conspiracy and tricks. If you fight head-on, it's over if you can beat it or not. If you can't beat it this time, there will be the next time. But if this makes their family emotionally broken, even if the father is willing to change his ways, will his wife and daughter forgive him?

Duanmu Huai said... This is none of his business.

He didn't charge money and didn't provide extra services.

But the next goal is determined.

Find a haunted house and find a suitable subspace entrance and exit. Duanmu Huai gave this job to Sanlun Xia.

No mistakes, one post, one content, one 6, one book, one bar!

Well, what's the secretary for?

"Okay, we have nothing to do here."

After watching the ambulance take Honda's father away, Duanmu Huai also retracted his gaze.

"This guy, just treat him as missing."

"Okay."

In this way, the supernatural incident encountered by Honda's family was basically resolved. As for the follow-up, Duanmu Huai only heard from Yanaijian that Honda classmate came to her to thank her, saying that after wearing the Buddhist beads, he never felt similar things again, and his parents' mood at home has improved a lot recently, and everything seems to be back to normal.

Duanmu Huai said... Well, anyway, it's just a prop used by the crew when filming in the past. Keeping it will take up space. Just give it away. It's fine as long as the other party likes it.

After all, this thing is a psychological factor. It doesn't matter whether I'm a movie prop or I asked for it from a temple, isn't it the same?

After this incident, Yanami and Chitanda seemed to have developed an interest in haunted houses, and would often search for rumors and records about them, and then go to see them. Duanmu Huai also went with them, but basically most of these haunted houses were just legends, and there were a few that were barely real, and Duanmu Huai killed the cursed spirits that lived in them while taking a walk.

In short, it's not that there are none, but none of them meet Duanmu Huai's requirements.

By the way, every time these two people read rumors about haunted houses and ghost stories, they would scream and look scared, but they still had to go and see them, and they also had to drag Duanmu Huai with them.

In fact, Duanmu Huai never figured out what was wrong with this. He had seen many girls watching horror movies, screaming and having nightmares at night, but they still had to watch them.

However, Yanami and Chitanda are also cowards. If Duanmu Huai doesn't go, they will never go. Only if Duanmu Huai goes, they will go.

In this respect, these two are quite obedient.

Well, this may also be related to their previous experience in Baixue Pavilion. Although everything that happened at that time was a dream for them, and they may not remember the details, but fear is probably engraved in their DNA.

So it's good to engrave some messy things in DNA occasionally.

For Duanmu Huai, life is just like this day by day.

Today is the same.

"……… Good guy, really good guy, a loss of 10 billion, didn't he get beaten to death?"

Duanmu Huai complained on the phone while walking on the street. After all, Duanmu Huai is not only a movie star, but also has a bunch of companies under his control, and his assistant also has to go in and call him to report the situation. This time, Duanmu Huai received a call from his assistant, who told him that a certain brand originally planned to withdraw its investment in the big-budget movie. The reason seemed to be that the other party's senior executives were mentally retarded and caused a loss of 10 billion. Now they need to make up for it, so they can only withdraw their investment.

"Okay, what did Director Shimizu say? Tell him not to worry, if it's not enough, we will make up for it. So much money has been paid, and there is still this little difference? Well, that's right, just like that, remember to tell him the original words, money is not a problem, but the movie must be released worldwide in the summer season according to the original schedule, this must not be delayed! Yes, that's it."

Duanmu Huai hung up the phone and walked into the office. After the New Year, the impact of the Shibuya incident gradually faded, and everyone's work began to get busy again, especially B Komachi was going to the Budokan this year, and Ruby and the others' work was naturally indispensable. Duanmu Huai would occasionally come to the office to show his face.

Just like today...

"Shurima, your emperor is back!"

Duanmu Huai pushed the door open and shouted loudly. However, there was no one in the office—oh, no, there was still one person.

It was a girl with long blue hair. She was wearing a uniform and looked like a high school student. She jumped up from her chair because of Duanmu Huai's sudden frenzy and looked at Duanmu Huai anxiously. When she saw Duanmu Huai, her eyes widened in surprise.

"Ah, you, you are Miss Duanmu?! Hello, it's our first meeting, please take care of me!"

"Who? New here?"

Duanmu Huai looked at the blue-haired girl in front of him curiously, and the latter huddled up and didn't dare to move in front of Duanmu Huai—who in the family would understand, seeing a national-level movie star in the agency!

"Really, what are you yelling about."

Fortunately, the president came out to help the girl out.

"You are the signboard of our agency, can't you be more stable?"

"No, I'm fine like this."

Duanmu Huai sat on the sofa and raised his chin towards the blue-haired girl.

"So who is she? A newly signed artist?"

"No."

The president rolled his eyes.

"She applied for an assistant position. You know that B Komachi will attend the Budokan this year, so there will be more work to do. The agency is overwhelmed, so I plan to hire an assistant to help. In fact, when she came just now, I thought she was going to sign a contract to become an artist, but I didn't expect her to say that she wanted to apply for an assistant position..."

"Oh? This part-time job is quite rare."

It's not that there are no part-timers in the agency, but because of the special nature of the performing arts agency, the demand for part-time workers is very low. But occasionally, people are needed.

After all, there are indeed few jobs that minors can do, but if you want to make money quickly, performing arts is one of them. Even behind-the-scenes staff is the same. And this girl looks about the same age as Ruby and the others, so she is more suitable to be together. It is probably because of this that the president allowed her to apply.

"What's your name?"

Faced with Duanmu Huai's question, the blue-haired girl tidied her clothes a little nervously, and then bowed her head to Duanmu Huai respectfully.

"My name is Toyokawa Shoko. It's our first meeting. Please take care of me."