When he returned to his residence, Ji Lang had completely calmed down, but Wu Miaomiao was still sulking.
Ji Lang put the express and glutinous rice chicken in his hand on the coffee table.
"When I see him next time, I must teach him severely. It's too cheap for him this time." Wu Miao slammed a fist on the coffee table.
Ji Lang looked at the courier box that was shocked when he put it down, picked it up and put it back in, then turned and went to the kitchen. After a while, he took out a pair of chopsticks and handed it to Wu Miaomiao: "Let’s eat, the glutinous rice chicken is going to be cold."
"Then scold him after eating." Wu Miaomiao took the chopsticks, opened the package, and ate a piece into his mouth. When the soft and delicious glutinous rice mixed with the fragrance of chicken exploded on the tip of his tongue, Wu Miaomiao's eyes were violent. The qi dissipated instantly and turned into happiness.
"It's really delicious, no wonder the queue is so long."
Ji Lang smiled, turned around and opened the refrigerator again, taking a can of beer and a can of Coke. After the coke was opened, it was handed to Wu Miaomiao, who was sitting on the sofa with a beer.
"Msang-gong, you can eat too. Hey, why do I only take a pair of chopsticks, I will help you get another pair." Wu Miaomiao got up and went to the kitchen.
"You eat, I'm not hungry." Ji Lang stopped.
"You try a piece, I bought it specially for you." With that, Wu Miaomiao took a small piece of glutinous rice chicken and handed it to Ji Lang's mouth.
Ji Lang stared at the chicken for a moment, then looked at the eager girl, and finally opened his mouth and ate the glutinous rice chicken.
"Is it delicious?" Wu Miaomiao asked.
"That's it." Ji Lang swallowed the chicken in his mouth barely chewing.
The glutinous rice chicken is something Wu Miaomiao has worked so hard in line for two hours to buy. Normal people will praise it even if they don't like it anymore, but Ji Lang really doesn't like eating chicken, and it's a shame to say that it's unpalatable.
"You don't like chicken, then I will buy you something else next time." Wu Miaomiao's reaction was dull.
Not angry? Ji Lang was a little surprised. He saw that Wu Miaomiao was happily eating on his own. After he had no intention of persuading him to eat, he couldn't help but start to doubt that this girl would not just ask a question, in fact, he wished that he would not eat by herself, so she could eat it all by herself. Right.
However, Ji Lang preferred Wu Miaomiao's reaction at this time instead of complaining that she was betraying the food she had worked so hard to buy on her face.
The corner of his eye swept across the sofa, Ji Lang saw the cursed doll placed by Wu Miaomiao casually. He put down the beer can and reached for it.
He had carefully observed this doll once during the day. The facial features were vivid, and the clothes on his body were very particular. They seemed to be hand-sewn, and even if he was a pure layman, he could see that the embroidery on the doll's clothes was very skilled.
"The curse just now is the ability of your wizard?" Ji Lang asked casually.
"Yeah." Wu Miaomiao replied.
"Can anyone curse?"
"It depends on the status of the other party, my magic power at the time, and the situation of cursing the doll." Wu Miaomiao explained.
It sounds complicated, but it doesn't seem to be an easy technique to implement.
"Curse...should be considered a sorcery." Ji Lang said suddenly.
"Snapped."
The chicken leg that Wu Miaomiao had just picked up fell to the ground, and she hurriedly bent down to pick it up, but she was not able to hold her body for a long time. The guilty appearance could be felt without looking at her face.
"It seems so." Ji Lang already knew the answer.
No wonder Wu Miaomiao didn't mind her identity as a nightmare, because she was not a serious person.
"I...I actually seldom curse people." Wu Miaoxiao explained in a low voice, "Although our witch clan has this ability, our master told me that we can't use witchcraft arbitrarily. Especially curses, because it is too much. I'm too overbearing, let alone use it casually. I... I was so angry today, that person only used it when he bullied you, and I don't normally use it."
"You don't need to be so nervous." Ji Lang said a little funny, "I know you use sorcery to help me. Besides, I am a nightmare, you know sorcery.
"I won't despise you." Wu Miaomiao hurriedly stated.
Ji Lang was stunned, and I wouldn't despise you if I wanted to follow a sentence, but after all, I still couldn't say it, but Wu Miaomiao didn't ask.
"However, when you cursed, there was too much movement, so I agree to attract attention. This little thing can actually speak." Ji Lang poked the cursed doll's mouth with his finger, which was embroidered with red silk thread. Although it looks realistic, it is definitely not a mouth that can make a sound.
"You can also make no sound." Wu Miao said.
Ji Lang puzzled.
"Actually, as long as I succeed in the seal, the curse is successful. The sound of the cursed doll is actually just to strengthen the memory. I let the cursed doll make a sound because it is scary when the cursed doll laughs. In this way, as long as it is caused by me Those who have been cursed will be impressed by the scenes at that time for a long time, and will even leave a psychological shadow." Wu Miao said.
Ji Lang recalled the curse baby laughing and shouting curse just now, not to mention, it was really oozing. Even the nightmare he was accustomed to seeing nightmares felt infiltrated, and he would definitely be impressed just now, and even leave a psychological shadow. What a mental attack, vicious enough.
"Heh." Ji Lang couldn't help but smiled.
"Aren't you angry with me?" Wu Miaomiao saw Ji Lang smile, and then became happy.
"Why should I be angry?" Ji Lang asked.
"Because curse is a bad power, the master said that you can't use it casually. If you use it too much, it will make people around you afraid. I don't want you to be afraid of me." Wu Miaomiao said seriously.
Make people around you scared? Then we have one more common point.
Ji Lang stretched out his hand and pulled a paper towel, and gently wiped the glutinous rice on the corner of the girl's mouth: "Not afraid."
"That's good." Wu Miaomiao was completely relieved, put the chicken leg that he had just picked up from the ground into his mouth, and said as he chewed, "My husband, next time someone bullies you, I will curse him."
"Didn't you say that your master wouldn't let you use it?" Ji Lang asked.
"Master doesn't let me use it casually, but someone bullies you. Besides, you won't be afraid of me anyway." Wu Miaomiao said proudly.
Ji Lang was startled, but didn't make a statement. He just threw the tissues in his hand into the trash can and asked unconsciously, "Do you want to eat crayfish? I'll give you some."
"Do you want to eat together?"
"eat."
"Then I want to eat." Wu Miaomiao said happily.
Ji Lang smiled and took out his mobile phone to place an order.
The next day, the two still went to the studio together after breakfast.
Last night, without the swallowing of the cursed doll, Ji Lang was not sleeping peacefully, but because he was in a good mood, his mental state was not bad today.
When the two walked from the parking lot to the entrance of the studio, Ji Lang, who was far away, realized that something was wrong. The door of the studio was open, and two plainclothes detectives stood at the door.
The reason Ji Lang was able to recognize these two plainclothes as criminal police at a glance, there is no other reason, no matter who it is, as long as the ID is checked by these people every day, you can also recognize most of the people from the city criminal police team for half a year. .
"Stop!" When one of the detectives saw Ji Lang approaching, he shouted conditionedly, and when he took a second look carefully, the debate came out, and his tone suddenly became annoyed, "Ji Lang, it's you."
"Ha, you lost." Another detective suddenly shouted.
The detective snorted: "Okay, I'll send a red envelope to the head office."
"What's the matter?" Ji Lang approached and asked.
"Oh, don’t the people in our team always misidentify you as a wanted criminal? In order to put an end to this bad habit, we have set a rule internally. Anyone who has seen you once and checked your ID, if If you admit your mistake, you will send a 50 yuan red envelope to the group once you admit your mistake.” The detective explained, “I have robbed almost 100 yuan this month.”
"..." Ji Lang was speechless, "What I asked is what you do in my studio?"
"Didn't the employees in your studio tell you?" The detective explained, "The liver digger appeared at the door of your studio in the early hours of the morning. You should be careful during this time and hurry home after get off work hours, especially this little sister. , It’s better not to live alone."
Although the target of the last crime of the liver-digger was a man, many of the previous cases were young and beautiful girls, and the little girl in front of him just met the conditions.
"I don't live alone." Wu Miaomiao replied.
"That's good."
Ji Lang frowned, and subconsciously thought of Beifan. When he left yesterday, Beifan was working overtime in the studio alone. Could it be that he came to find Beifan? Thinking of this, Ji Lang stepped into the studio.
"Boss, you are here." When Dong Yongyuan saw Ji Lang coming in, he hurriedly greeted him.
"Where is Beifan?" Ji Lang asked.
"He's okay, he just came back from the police station after recording his confession, and he is resting." Dong Yongyuan said.
"Ji Lang, what is your monitoring password? I want to adjust the monitoring." Another policeman walked out from the inside with a mobile phone in his hand. The page was red, and he saw that he had just grabbed the red envelope.
"269101." Ji Lang reported a string of numbers.
The police immediately turned back, entered the password, and called out the surveillance video.
During the surveillance, the liver-digger still couldn't see his appearance, only the red-eyed cat in his hand was particularly eye-catching.
"Good guy, I really stood at the door for ten minutes. It's too arrogant." The policeman said while copying the video.
Those who should be inquired, they had already inquired before Ji Lang came, and this time they came here just to re-explore the scene and take surveillance video. Before leaving, the police told Ji Lang: "This liver digger is very dangerous. You have to be careful during this period, and...in order not to cause panic, don't spread this matter."
After the police left, Ji Lang saw Bei Fan in the rest area. Although Bei Fan’s face was panicked, it looked better than when he had a nightmare yesterday.
"The police said just now that the liver-digger stood at our door for more than ten minutes. Why didn't you call the police?" Dong Yongyuan poured a cup of hot water to Bei Fan.
"I...I was frightened." He had just finished changing the script and was about to go to the front to get a glass of water to drink. Who knew that he saw the liver picker standing at the door through the glass door, and he was frightened at the time. It took a long time for the liver digger to go and call the police.
"Now that you do what you do, the most important thing is that people are fine." Shan Junyi said.
"Fortunately, the door was locked yesterday, and the liver-digging monster could not enter." Yi Guan said with joy. Their studios are all big men, and no outsiders usually come in, so they habitually do not lock the door. Sometimes I work overtime at night and I don’t want to lock it out.
"No...no lock." Bei Fan said tremblingly.
"What?!" Everyone was surprised.
"Then your life is big enough. As long as the liver digger goes one step forward, the door will automatically open." The door of the studio is an intelligent sensor glass door. As long as someone approaches the door within one meter, the door will automatically open. Turn on.
If it was early in the morning, the liver-digging demon took a step forward, and when the door opened, there was the lonely Bei Fan standing inside, the scene would be frightening when you think about it.
"Open, I have driven." Bei Fan said again.
"What?!" Everyone was surprised again.
"Then why didn't he rush in to kill you?" Ji Lang asked calmly.
"He said..." Bei Fan said with a weird face, "I stay up all night for a long time, and the condition of my liver is not good."
"..." It's really unabashedly disgusting.
"Ha, ha ha, it seems that staying up late is also good." Shan Junyi patted Bei Fan sympathetically, "Don't think about it, I haven't slept all night again, please rest quickly."
Bei Fan nodded, and subconsciously grasped the dream doll that he had been holding in his palm. He needs some psychological cue to fall asleep.
"This can't be used anymore, I'll change it for you." Wu Miaomiao, who had not spoken all the time, suddenly said, and then took a new Dreaming Baby from her carry-on bag and handed it to Beifan, "This is for you. Give it back to me yesterday."
Bei Fan didn't think much, and changed the doll in her hand to Wu Miaomiao: "Thank you, lady boss."
Wu Miaomiao held the returned Dreaming Baby in her hand, squeezed it hard, then looked for a sunny place and put the doll on it.
I don't know if it was an illusion. When Ji Lang looked over, he felt that the moment the baby was placed in the sun seemed a little different.
When he returned to his residence, Ji Lang had completely calmed down, but Wu Miaomiao was still sulking.
Ji Lang put the express and glutinous rice chicken in his hand on the coffee table.
"When I see him next time, I must teach him severely. It's too cheap for him this time." Wu Miao slammed a fist on the coffee table.
Ji Lang looked at the courier box that was shocked when he put it down, picked it up and put it back in, then turned and went to the kitchen. After a while, he took out a pair of chopsticks and handed it to Wu Miaomiao: "Let’s eat, the glutinous rice chicken is going to be cold."
"Then scold him after eating." Wu Miaomiao took the chopsticks, opened the package, and ate a piece into his mouth. When the soft and delicious glutinous rice mixed with the fragrance of chicken exploded on the tip of his tongue, Wu Miaomiao's eyes were violent. The qi dissipated instantly and turned into happiness.
"It's really delicious, no wonder the queue is so long."
Ji Lang smiled, turned around and opened the refrigerator again, taking a can of beer and a can of Coke. After the coke was opened, it was handed to Wu Miaomiao, who was sitting on the sofa with a beer.
"Msang-gong, you can eat too. Hey, why do I only take a pair of chopsticks, I will help you get another pair." Wu Miaomiao got up and went to the kitchen.
"You eat, I'm not hungry." Ji Lang stopped.
"You try a piece, I bought it specially for you." With that, Wu Miaomiao took a small piece of glutinous rice chicken and handed it to Ji Lang's mouth.
Ji Lang stared at the chicken for a moment, then looked at the eager girl, and finally opened his mouth and ate the glutinous rice chicken.
"Is it delicious?" Wu Miaomiao asked.
"That's it." Ji Lang swallowed the chicken in his mouth barely chewing.
The glutinous rice chicken is something Wu Miaomiao has worked so hard in line for two hours to buy. Normal people will praise it even if they don't like it anymore, but Ji Lang really doesn't like eating chicken, and it's a shame to say that it's unpalatable.
"You don't like chicken, then I will buy you something else next time." Wu Miaomiao's reaction was dull.
Not angry? Ji Lang was a little surprised. He saw that Wu Miaomiao was happily eating on his own. After he had no intention of persuading him to eat, he couldn't help but start to doubt that this girl would not just ask a question, in fact, he wished that he would not eat by herself, so she could eat it all by herself. Right.
However, Ji Lang preferred Wu Miaomiao's reaction at this time instead of complaining that she was betraying the food she had worked so hard to buy on her face.
The corner of his eye swept across the sofa, Ji Lang saw the cursed doll placed by Wu Miaomiao casually. He put down the beer can and reached for it.
He had carefully observed this doll once during the day. The facial features were vivid, and the clothes on his body were very particular. They seemed to be hand-sewn, and even if he was a pure layman, he could see that the embroidery on the doll's clothes was very skilled.
"The curse just now is the ability of your wizard?" Ji Lang asked casually.
"Yeah." Wu Miaomiao replied.
"Can anyone curse?"
"It depends on the status of the other party, my magic power at the time, and the situation of cursing the doll." Wu Miaomiao explained.
It sounds complicated, but it doesn't seem to be an easy technique to implement.
"Curse...should be considered a sorcery." Ji Lang said suddenly.
"Snapped."
The chicken leg that Wu Miaomiao had just picked up fell to the ground, and she hurriedly bent down to pick it up, but she was not able to hold her body for a long time. The guilty appearance could be felt without looking at her face.
"It seems so." Ji Lang already knew the answer.
No wonder Wu Miaomiao didn't mind her identity as a nightmare, because she was not a serious person.
"I...I actually seldom curse people." Wu Miaoxiao explained in a low voice, "Although our witch clan has this ability, our master told me that we can't use witchcraft arbitrarily. Especially curses, because it is too much. I'm too overbearing, let alone use it casually. I... I was so angry today, that person only used it when he bullied you, and I don't normally use it."
"You don't need to be so nervous." Ji Lang said a little funny, "I know you use sorcery to help me. Besides, I am a nightmare, you know sorcery.
"I won't despise you." Wu Miaomiao hurriedly stated.
Ji Lang was stunned, and I wouldn't despise you if I wanted to follow a sentence, but after all, I still couldn't say it, but Wu Miaomiao didn't ask.
"However, when you cursed, there was too much movement, so I agree to attract attention. This little thing can actually speak." Ji Lang poked the cursed doll's mouth with his finger, which was embroidered with red silk thread. Although it looks realistic, it is definitely not a mouth that can make a sound.
"You can also make no sound." Wu Miao said.
Ji Lang puzzled.
"Actually, as long as I succeed in the seal, the curse is successful. The sound of the cursed doll is actually just to strengthen the memory. I let the cursed doll make a sound because it is scary when the cursed doll laughs. In this way, as long as it is caused by me Those who have been cursed will be impressed by the scenes at that time for a long time, and will even leave a psychological shadow." Wu Miao said.
Ji Lang recalled the curse baby laughing and shouting curse just now, not to mention, it was really oozing. Even the nightmare he was accustomed to seeing nightmares felt infiltrated, and he would definitely be impressed just now, and even leave a psychological shadow. What a mental attack, vicious enough.
"Heh." Ji Lang couldn't help but smiled.
"Aren't you angry with me?" Wu Miaomiao saw Ji Lang smile, and then became happy.
"Why should I be angry?" Ji Lang asked.
"Because curse is a bad power, the master said that you can't use it casually. If you use it too much, it will make people around you afraid. I don't want you to be afraid of me." Wu Miaomiao said seriously.
Make people around you scared? Then we have one more common point.
Ji Lang stretched out his hand and pulled a paper towel, and gently wiped the glutinous rice on the corner of the girl's mouth: "Not afraid."
"That's good." Wu Miaomiao was completely relieved, put the chicken leg that he had just picked up from the ground into his mouth, and said as he chewed, "My husband, next time someone bullies you, I will curse him."
"Didn't you say that your master wouldn't let you use it?" Ji Lang asked.
"Master doesn't let me use it casually, but someone bullies you. Besides, you won't be afraid of me anyway." Wu Miaomiao said proudly.
Ji Lang was startled, but didn't make a statement. He just threw the tissues in his hand into the trash can and asked unconsciously, "Do you want to eat crayfish? I'll give you some."
"Do you want to eat together?"
"eat."
"Then I want to eat." Wu Miaomiao said happily.
Ji Lang smiled and took out his mobile phone to place an order.
The next day, the two still went to the studio together after breakfast.
Last night, without the swallowing of the cursed doll, Ji Lang was not sleeping peacefully, but because he was in a good mood, his mental state was not bad today.
When the two walked from the parking lot to the entrance of the studio, Ji Lang, who was far away, realized that something was wrong. The door of the studio was open, and two plainclothes detectives stood at the door.
The reason Ji Lang was able to recognize these two plainclothes as criminal police at a glance, there is no other reason, no matter who it is, as long as the ID is checked by these people every day, you can also recognize most of the people from the city criminal police team for half a year. .
"Stop!" When one of the detectives saw Ji Lang approaching, he shouted conditionedly, and when he took a second look carefully, the debate came out, and his tone suddenly became annoyed, "Ji Lang, it's you."
"Ha, you lost." Another detective suddenly shouted.
The detective snorted: "Okay, I'll send a red envelope to the head office."
"What's the matter?" Ji Lang approached and asked.
"Oh, don’t the people in our team always misidentify you as a wanted criminal? In order to put an end to this bad habit, we have set a rule internally. Anyone who has seen you once and checked your ID, if If you admit your mistake, you will send a 50 yuan red envelope to the group once you admit your mistake.” The detective explained, “I have robbed almost 100 yuan this month.”
"..." Ji Lang was speechless, "What I asked is what you do in my studio?"
"Didn't the employees in your studio tell you?" The detective explained, "The liver digger appeared at the door of your studio in the early hours of the morning. You should be careful during this time and hurry home after get off work hours, especially this little sister. , It’s better not to live alone."
Although the target of the last crime of the liver-digger was a man, many of the previous cases were young and beautiful girls, and the little girl in front of him just met the conditions.
"I don't live alone." Wu Miaomiao replied.
"That's good."
Ji Lang frowned, and subconsciously thought of Beifan. When he left yesterday, Beifan was working overtime in the studio alone. Could it be that he came to find Beifan? Thinking of this, Ji Lang stepped into the studio.
"Boss, you are here." When Dong Yongyuan saw Ji Lang coming in, he hurriedly greeted him.
"Where is Beifan?" Ji Lang asked.
"He's okay, he just came back from the police station after recording his confession, and he is resting." Dong Yongyuan said.
"Ji Lang, what is your monitoring password? I want to adjust the monitoring." Another policeman walked out from the inside with a mobile phone in his hand. The page was red, and he saw that he had just grabbed the red envelope.
"269101." Ji Lang reported a string of numbers.
The police immediately turned back, entered the password, and called out the surveillance video.
During the surveillance, the liver-digger still couldn't see his appearance, only the red-eyed cat in his hand was particularly eye-catching.
"Good guy, I really stood at the door for ten minutes. It's too arrogant." The policeman said while copying the video.
Those who should be inquired, they had already inquired before Ji Lang came, and this time they came here just to re-explore the scene and take surveillance video. Before leaving, the police told Ji Lang: "This liver digger is very dangerous. You have to be careful during this period, and...in order not to cause panic, don't spread this matter."
After the police left, Ji Lang saw Bei Fan in the rest area. Although Bei Fan’s face was panicked, it looked better than when he had a nightmare yesterday.
"The police said just now that the liver-digger stood at our door for more than ten minutes. Why didn't you call the police?" Dong Yongyuan poured a cup of hot water to Bei Fan.
"I...I was frightened." He had just finished changing the script and was about to go to the front to get a glass of water to drink. Who knew that he saw the liver picker standing at the door through the glass door, and he was frightened at the time. It took a long time for the liver digger to go and call the police.
"Now that you do what you do, the most important thing is that people are fine." Shan Junyi said.
"Fortunately, the door was locked yesterday, and the liver-digging monster could not enter." Yi Guan said with joy. Their studios are all big men, and no outsiders usually come in, so they habitually do not lock the door. Sometimes I work overtime at night and I don’t want to lock it out.
"No...no lock." Bei Fan said tremblingly.
"What?!" Everyone was surprised.
"Then your life is big enough. As long as the liver digger goes one step forward, the door will automatically open." The door of the studio is an intelligent sensor glass door. As long as someone approaches the door within one meter, the door will automatically open. Turn on.
If it was early in the morning, the liver-digging demon took a step forward, and when the door opened, there was the lonely Bei Fan standing inside, the scene would be frightening when you think about it.
"Open, I have driven." Bei Fan said again.
"What?!" Everyone was surprised again.
"Then why didn't he rush in to kill you?" Ji Lang asked calmly.
"He said..." Bei Fan said with a weird face, "I stay up all night for a long time, and the condition of my liver is not good."
"..." It's really unabashedly disgusting.
"Ha, ha ha, it seems that staying up late is also good." Shan Junyi patted Bei Fan sympathetically, "Don't think about it, I haven't slept all night again, please rest quickly."
Bei Fan nodded, and subconsciously grasped the dream doll that he had been holding in his palm. He needs some psychological cue to fall asleep.
"This can't be used anymore, I'll change it for you." Wu Miaomiao, who had not spoken all the time, suddenly said, and then took a new Dreaming Baby from her carry-on bag and handed it to Beifan, "This is for you. Give it back to me yesterday."
Bei Fan didn't think much, and changed the doll in her hand to Wu Miaomiao: "Thank you, lady boss."
Wu Miaomiao held the returned Dreaming Baby in her hand, squeezed it hard, then looked for a sunny place and put the doll on it.
I don't know if it was an illusion. When Ji Lang looked over, he felt that the moment the baby was placed in the sun seemed a little different.
