Another price?
Hearing this, Sang Tian's nervousness immediately relaxed. He was not afraid of Wu Miaomiao's request, but he was afraid that Wu Miaomiao would not agree: "Please speak."
"Double the remuneration, and then give one-tenth of the net worth." Wu Miaomiao said, holding a finger up, without bargaining.
Sang Tian was startled slightly. He didn't expect that Wu Miaomiao's condition was only to double the remuneration. He thought that the other party would take the opportunity to make some requests related to the association. After all, I am the branch president of the association, and the relationship between Nightmare and the association has always been very delicate.
"Why, don't you agree?" Wu Miaomiao saw that his expression was wrong and thought it was too expensive.
"Uncle." Dong Yongyuan hurriedly reminded his uncle that he had already seen the unhappiness in Wu Miaomiao's expression.
"No, I agree." Sang Tian regained his senses, and agreed without thinking, "Then bother you two."
The business is considered settled.
Ji Lang looked at Wu Miaomiao, and saw Wu Miaomiao nodding at him, and then walked to the side of the formation again. His behavior of swallowing hostility just now was unconscious, but Ji Lang vaguely grasped the process of swallowing. He recalled it for a moment, and then learned the way he was before, focusing on the hostility group.
The heart moved at will, Ji Lang's nightmare power suddenly agitated, twisting and rushing towards the hostile mass. Perhaps because this time it was Ji Lang's subjective consciousness, the power of the nightmare had some changes during the twisting process.
In the previous moment, when the power of the nightmare swallowed the hostile air mass, it turned into a black mist and rushed over and swept away the hostile air mass, just like the demon wind rolling Tang monk in Journey to the West. But this time, the power of the nightmare actually condensed into the shape of a hand, and that hand stretched out from behind Ji Lang, gently pinching the hostile mass above the formation.
Ji Ran thought for a moment, and then tried to make a fist, and immediately followed the nightmare hand and made the exact same movement. With a "pop", the hostile ball was crushed by the hand of Nightmare, and when it was stretched out, only a small ball of **** light the size of a ping-pong ball was left.
"It's resentment." Wu Miaomiao recognized it at a glance. It was the resentment contained in the hostility, which was transformed by the resentment hundreds of years after the death of that Li ghost.
Ji Lang didn't like this mass of resentment, and the power of nightmare didn't seem to want to absorb this mass of resentment, but it could kill. When Ji Lang was about to clenched his fist again to kill the **** light, he suddenly felt that his calf was hugged by something.
Ji Lang was taken aback, lowered his head, and found that it was a cursed doll. The cursing doll was clinging tightly on his lap, tilted his head, and smiled silently at him.
Ji Lang was startled, and seemed to feel: "Do you want it?"
The smile on Cursed Baby's face suddenly became bigger, she nodded her head hurriedly, and after nodding she seemed to feel that it was not enough, and suddenly burst into a hearty laugh.
Ji Lang understood the laughter this time, saying thank you. However, Ji Lang did not immediately give the cursed doll the grievances in his hand, but first asked Wu Miaomiao's opinion: "Can it be eaten?"
"Yes." Wu Miaomiao was also a little surprised, Cursing Wawa would not take the initiative to ask for things from people other than him. It’s really... worthy of being a baby I raised.
Seeing Wu Miaomiao nodded, Ji Lang flipped his hand and threw down the resentment in his hand, cursing the doll for waiting with her mouth open. Before the grievance ball fell on the ground, it jumped up by itself when it fell halfway, and swallowed it in one bite.
Since then, the hostility and resentment in Bai Jiayan's soul have completely dissipated, and the black line connecting the two immediately dissipated, and Wu Miaomiao immediately withdrew his magic power and withdrew the formation.
"Jiayan." As soon as the black line connecting the two of them disappeared, Sang Tian rushed to his wife's side, checking up and down, for fear that everything that happened just now was like a dream, "You're all right, you really It's okay."
"I'm fine." Bai Jiayan was also very excited. If it weren't for outsiders at this time, she would want to pounce into her husband's arms and cry.
The Sangtian family was moving here, but Wu Miaomiao on the side suddenly yawned. The time for the secret technique to be used exceeded her expectations. She lost a lot of magic power, and her physical exhaustion turned into sleepiness. Struck.
Seeing Wu Miaomiao's sleepiness, Ji Lang subconsciously glanced at his watch, then frowned and glanced in Dong Yongyuan's direction.
Dong Yongyuan, who caught this scene, suddenly trembled, and quickly interrupted the aunt's family who was still moving: "Auntie, uncle, it's late, we should go. Go back tonight and have a good night's sleep. We will have a good night's sleep tomorrow. Take my aunt to the hospital for an examination."
"Yes, you are right." Sang Tian calmed his emotions, turned and looked at Wu Miaomiao and Ji Lang, and said, "Thank you for curing Jiayan. I owe you a favor for what happened today."
Wu Miaomiao was about to answer, but was suddenly preempted by another voice.
"Do you want to die?!"
Sinister, cold and vicious, but very immature.
"Painful? Desperate? Ahahahaha..." The voice continued.
Dead still.
Everyone looked at the empty ground not far away in silence. The cursed doll was spinning and jumping alone. It suddenly seemed to be possessed by some other soul, and the villain's standard lines were constantly spitting out.
"Want to die? Pain? Despair? Hahahahaha, go to die, go to die, go to die..."
In the end it seemed to fall in love with the word dying, and said it over and over a dozen times, and the people who only listened to it were terrified.
What's wrong with Wawa, is suddenly stimulated? Everyone's eyes fell on Wu Miaomiao's body involuntarily.
Wu Miaomiao was also very embarrassed at this time. Her doze a moment ago was also lost by the cursed doll's cry of death: "Then what? Didn't it swallow the grievance just now, maybe it was affected a bit."
After hearing Wu Miaomiao’s explanation, Bai Jiayan nodded in understanding: “When I was eroded by hostility, I occasionally lost my mind and became like this. Your baby will absorb those grievances and nothing will happen.”
"It's okay, it's okay, it has learned new lines, and can't help but call it a few more times, and it will be fine when the freshness is over." Wu Miao said.
"..." Everyone was speechless for a while.
I've learned the new lines, and I feel that the doll in your family is still only a dramatist.
The corners of everyone's mouth twitched, but after hearing Wu Miaomiao's explanation, they didn't feel scared anymore. Sang Tian even stared at the cursed doll who kept calling to die for a while with interest, and then he found that the broken soul body of the cursed doll seemed to have been repaired to a certain extent. He was thoughtful, but didn't ask much.
After the cursed doll did this, the emotional atmosphere disappeared. Sang Tian promised that the remaining reward would be settled within a month, and then after Dong Yongyuan passed it on, he took his family and left.
As soon as they left, Wu Miaomiao also hugged the cursed doll who was still shouting to die, and returned home with Ji Lang.
Cursed doll seems to really like these new lines that she has learned, and she has to shout one or two from time to time along the way. It was okay when I was in the car, because there were only two of them in the car, but when we returned to the community and walked out of the parking lot to the apartment building, cursing the doll screamed to death, and the residents in the community opened the windows one after another. The probe came out and asked.
"Whose kid is pranking?"
"Wocao, I want to scare people to death most of the night."
"Bear boy, no tutor."
Wu Miaomiao shrank her neck with a guilty conscience, and bowed her head to stop cursing the doll: "No shouting outside."
Cursed Wawa nodded obediently, then raised both hands to cover her mouth, her eyes narrowed, as if she was holding back extremely hard.
After that, Cursed Doll didn't shout again, but when they took the elevator upstairs, as soon as they entered the house, Cursed Doll was released from jail, spinning around the room frantically, repeating new lines constantly in his mouth.
"Want to die? Ahahaha..."
"Desperate? Painful? Ahahaha..."
"Go to die, go to die, go to die..."
This cruel line directly ran Xiang Ning out of the room in surprise: "What happened... ah~~"
scream.
Xiang Ning's version of the little doll, just came out of the second sleep, and still didn't see what was going on, suddenly she was grabbed by something and squeezed it in the palm of her hand.
Cursed the doll squeezed the Xiang Ning version of the doll with both hands, and continued to read the villain's lines: "Go to die, go to die, go to die..."
Xiang Ning was startled at first, and when he saw clearly that the cursed doll was holding him, he suddenly became confused: "Baby, what's the matter with you? I'm Xiang Ning."
Cursed Wawa ignored him at all. The more Xiang Ning struggled, the happier he played, and the more emotional his lines became.
Seeing that the struggle was ineffective, Xiang Ning shouted Wu Miaomiao: "Sorcerer, help, the baby wants to eat me."
Wu Miaomiao raised his forehead and said tiredly: "It's okay, it won't eat you. You can play with it for a while."
"Swallowing grievances, it will be like this?" Ji Lang couldn't help asking.
"Normally, it won't, unless the resentment swallowed just fills up a part of its soul body." Wu Miao said.
"The curse doll repaired the remnant soul by devouring grievances?" Ji Lang asked.
"To be precise, it is devouring the soul." Wu Miaomiao explained, "After the cursed doll swallows the soul, it can absorb a part of the soul power from the swallowed soul, and over time, it can give birth to its own remnant soul. And the more the soul is swallowed. More, the more the doll’s soul will be, and the richer the emotion will be."
"I will take the doll out to devour the ghost every once in a while, in order to nurture the soul of the doll. The soul is conscious, and the deeper the obsession, the stronger the emotions in a certain aspect. Among them are particularly strong emotions. It will have an impact on the doll. After being absorbed by the doll, it will transform into the doll’s own emotions. Usually the doll will swallow the Li ghost, and will absorb the spirit power, resentment, and hostility of the Li ghost at the same time, and then slowly digest it. But today, the resentment that the doll swallows After being purified by you, it is estimated that the impact was too great, and it just...it happened all of a sudden. It's all because of that ghost, how can he instill such bad emotions into the baby."
Ji Lang twitched the corners of his mouth, he still has a good mood even though he's all a ghost?
"It's like this, how long will it take?" Ji Lang was troubled by the noise.
He won't keep calling to die in the future, although this seems to fit its identity as a horror doll, but he prefers the doll that only laughs loudly than there is a doll in the family who shouts to die all day long. .
"Every time it learns a new line, it usually shouts... for about half a month, hehehe~" Wu Miaomiao righted his finger with embarrassment and smiled flatteringly at Ji Lang.
"..." Ji Lang.
"I still have a house, and I will send it over tomorrow." Ji Lang grabbed the doll that happened to be at his feet, and put it into Wu Miaomiao's arms. "And this kid, let's send it away."
"Do you want to die? Hahaha..." Cursed Wawa shouted cheerfully.
Ji Lang's face sank, with blue veins bulging on his forehead.
Wu Miaomiao covered the cursed doll's mouth: "I shut it in the room."
After speaking, Wu Miaomiao quickly ran back to the room and quickly closed the door.
But even across the door, Ji Lang could still hear the tireless sound of cursing the doll.
"Want to die? Go to die, die to die..."
Ji Lang didn't sleep that night, but he seemed to have a nightmare all night.
Another price?
Hearing this, Sang Tian's nervousness immediately relaxed. He was not afraid of Wu Miaomiao's request, but he was afraid that Wu Miaomiao would not agree: "Please speak."
"Double the remuneration, and then give one-tenth of the net worth." Wu Miaomiao said, holding a finger up, without bargaining.
Sang Tian was startled slightly. He didn't expect that Wu Miaomiao's condition was only to double the remuneration. He thought that the other party would take the opportunity to make some requests related to the association. After all, I am the branch president of the association, and the relationship between Nightmare and the association has always been very delicate.
"Why, don't you agree?" Wu Miaomiao saw that his expression was wrong and thought it was too expensive.
"Uncle." Dong Yongyuan hurriedly reminded his uncle that he had already seen the unhappiness in Wu Miaomiao's expression.
"No, I agree." Sang Tian regained his senses, and agreed without thinking, "Then bother you two."
The business is considered settled.
Ji Lang looked at Wu Miaomiao, and saw Wu Miaomiao nodding at him, and then walked to the side of the formation again. His behavior of swallowing hostility just now was unconscious, but Ji Lang vaguely grasped the process of swallowing. He recalled it for a moment, and then learned the way he was before, focusing on the hostility group.
The heart moved at will, Ji Lang's nightmare power suddenly agitated, twisting and rushing towards the hostile mass. Perhaps because this time it was Ji Lang's subjective consciousness, the power of the nightmare had some changes during the twisting process.
In the previous moment, when the power of the nightmare swallowed the hostile air mass, it turned into a black mist and rushed over and swept away the hostile air mass, just like the demon wind rolling Tang monk in Journey to the West. But this time, the power of the nightmare actually condensed into the shape of a hand, and that hand stretched out from behind Ji Lang, gently pinching the hostile mass above the formation.
Ji Ran thought for a moment, and then tried to make a fist, and immediately followed the nightmare hand and made the exact same movement. With a "pop", the hostile ball was crushed by the hand of Nightmare, and when it was stretched out, only a small ball of **** light the size of a ping-pong ball was left.
"It's resentment." Wu Miaomiao recognized it at a glance. It was the resentment contained in the hostility, which was transformed by the resentment hundreds of years after the death of that Li ghost.
Ji Lang didn't like this mass of resentment, and the power of nightmare didn't seem to want to absorb this mass of resentment, but it could kill. When Ji Lang was about to clenched his fist again to kill the **** light, he suddenly felt that his calf was hugged by something.
Ji Lang was taken aback, lowered his head, and found that it was a cursed doll. The cursing doll was clinging tightly on his lap, tilted his head, and smiled silently at him.
Ji Lang was startled, and seemed to feel: "Do you want it?"
The smile on Cursed Baby's face suddenly became bigger, she nodded her head hurriedly, and after nodding she seemed to feel that it was not enough, and suddenly burst into a hearty laugh.
Ji Lang understood the laughter this time, saying thank you. However, Ji Lang did not immediately give the cursed doll the grievances in his hand, but first asked Wu Miaomiao's opinion: "Can it be eaten?"
"Yes." Wu Miaomiao was also a little surprised, Cursing Wawa would not take the initiative to ask for things from people other than him. It’s really... worthy of being a baby I raised.
Seeing Wu Miaomiao nodded, Ji Lang flipped his hand and threw down the resentment in his hand, cursing the doll for waiting with her mouth open. Before the grievance ball fell on the ground, it jumped up by itself when it fell halfway, and swallowed it in one bite.
Since then, the hostility and resentment in Bai Jiayan's soul have completely dissipated, and the black line connecting the two immediately dissipated, and Wu Miaomiao immediately withdrew his magic power and withdrew the formation.
"Jiayan." As soon as the black line connecting the two of them disappeared, Sang Tian rushed to his wife's side, checking up and down, for fear that everything that happened just now was like a dream, "You're all right, you really It's okay."
"I'm fine." Bai Jiayan was also very excited. If it weren't for outsiders at this time, she would want to pounce into her husband's arms and cry.
The Sangtian family was moving here, but Wu Miaomiao on the side suddenly yawned. The time for the secret technique to be used exceeded her expectations. She lost a lot of magic power, and her physical exhaustion turned into sleepiness. Struck.
Seeing Wu Miaomiao's sleepiness, Ji Lang subconsciously glanced at his watch, then frowned and glanced in Dong Yongyuan's direction.
Dong Yongyuan, who caught this scene, suddenly trembled, and quickly interrupted the aunt's family who was still moving: "Auntie, uncle, it's late, we should go. Go back tonight and have a good night's sleep. We will have a good night's sleep tomorrow. Take my aunt to the hospital for an examination."
"Yes, you are right." Sang Tian calmed his emotions, turned and looked at Wu Miaomiao and Ji Lang, and said, "Thank you for curing Jiayan. I owe you a favor for what happened today."
Wu Miaomiao was about to answer, but was suddenly preempted by another voice.
"Do you want to die?!"
Sinister, cold and vicious, but very immature.
"Painful? Desperate? Ahahahaha..." The voice continued.
Dead still.
Everyone looked at the empty ground not far away in silence. The cursed doll was spinning and jumping alone. It suddenly seemed to be possessed by some other soul, and the villain's standard lines were constantly spitting out.
"Want to die? Pain? Despair? Hahahahaha, go to die, go to die, go to die..."
In the end it seemed to fall in love with the word dying, and said it over and over a dozen times, and the people who only listened to it were terrified.
What's wrong with Wawa, is suddenly stimulated? Everyone's eyes fell on Wu Miaomiao's body involuntarily.
Wu Miaomiao was also very embarrassed at this time. Her doze a moment ago was also lost by the cursed doll's cry of death: "Then what? Didn't it swallow the grievance just now, maybe it was affected a bit."
After hearing Wu Miaomiao’s explanation, Bai Jiayan nodded in understanding: “When I was eroded by hostility, I occasionally lost my mind and became like this. Your baby will absorb those grievances and nothing will happen.”
"It's okay, it's okay, it has learned new lines, and can't help but call it a few more times, and it will be fine when the freshness is over." Wu Miao said.
"..." Everyone was speechless for a while.
I've learned the new lines, and I feel that the doll in your family is still only a dramatist.
The corners of everyone's mouth twitched, but after hearing Wu Miaomiao's explanation, they didn't feel scared anymore. Sang Tian even stared at the cursed doll who kept calling to die for a while with interest, and then he found that the broken soul body of the cursed doll seemed to have been repaired to a certain extent. He was thoughtful, but didn't ask much.
After the cursed doll did this, the emotional atmosphere disappeared. Sang Tian promised that the remaining reward would be settled within a month, and then after Dong Yongyuan passed it on, he took his family and left.
As soon as they left, Wu Miaomiao also hugged the cursed doll who was still shouting to die, and returned home with Ji Lang.
Cursed doll seems to really like these new lines that she has learned, and she has to shout one or two from time to time along the way. It was okay when I was in the car, because there were only two of them in the car, but when we returned to the community and walked out of the parking lot to the apartment building, cursing the doll screamed to death, and the residents in the community opened the windows one after another. The probe came out and asked.
"Whose kid is pranking?"
"Wocao, I want to scare people to death most of the night."
"Bear boy, no tutor."
Wu Miaomiao shrank her neck with a guilty conscience, and bowed her head to stop cursing the doll: "No shouting outside."
Cursed Wawa nodded obediently, then raised both hands to cover her mouth, her eyes narrowed, as if she was holding back extremely hard.
After that, Cursed Doll didn't shout again, but when they took the elevator upstairs, as soon as they entered the house, Cursed Doll was released from jail, spinning around the room frantically, repeating new lines constantly in his mouth.
"Want to die? Ahahaha..."
"Desperate? Painful? Ahahaha..."
"Go to die, go to die, go to die..."
This cruel line directly ran Xiang Ning out of the room in surprise: "What happened... ah~~"
scream.
Xiang Ning's version of the little doll, just came out of the second sleep, and still didn't see what was going on, suddenly she was grabbed by something and squeezed it in the palm of her hand.
Cursed the doll squeezed the Xiang Ning version of the doll with both hands, and continued to read the villain's lines: "Go to die, go to die, go to die..."
Xiang Ning was startled at first, and when he saw clearly that the cursed doll was holding him, he suddenly became confused: "Baby, what's the matter with you? I'm Xiang Ning."
Cursed Wawa ignored him at all. The more Xiang Ning struggled, the happier he played, and the more emotional his lines became.
Seeing that the struggle was ineffective, Xiang Ning shouted Wu Miaomiao: "Sorcerer, help, the baby wants to eat me."
Wu Miaomiao raised his forehead and said tiredly: "It's okay, it won't eat you. You can play with it for a while."
"Swallowing grievances, it will be like this?" Ji Lang couldn't help asking.
"Normally, it won't, unless the resentment swallowed just fills up a part of its soul body." Wu Miao said.
"The curse doll repaired the remnant soul by devouring grievances?" Ji Lang asked.
"To be precise, it is devouring the soul." Wu Miaomiao explained, "After the cursed doll swallows the soul, it can absorb a part of the soul power from the swallowed soul, and over time, it can give birth to its own remnant soul. And the more the soul is swallowed. More, the more the doll’s soul will be, and the richer the emotion will be."
"I will take the doll out to devour the ghost every once in a while, in order to nurture the soul of the doll. The soul is conscious, and the deeper the obsession, the stronger the emotions in a certain aspect. Among them are particularly strong emotions. It will have an impact on the doll. After being absorbed by the doll, it will transform into the doll’s own emotions. Usually the doll will swallow the Li ghost, and will absorb the spirit power, resentment, and hostility of the Li ghost at the same time, and then slowly digest it. But today, the resentment that the doll swallows After being purified by you, it is estimated that the impact was too great, and it just...it happened all of a sudden. It's all because of that ghost, how can he instill such bad emotions into the baby."
Ji Lang twitched the corners of his mouth, he still has a good mood even though he's all a ghost?
"It's like this, how long will it take?" Ji Lang was troubled by the noise.
He won't keep calling to die in the future, although this seems to fit its identity as a horror doll, but he prefers the doll that only laughs loudly than there is a doll in the family who shouts to die all day long. .
"Every time it learns a new line, it usually shouts... for about half a month, hehehe~" Wu Miaomiao righted his finger with embarrassment and smiled flatteringly at Ji Lang.
"..." Ji Lang.
"I still have a house, and I will send it over tomorrow." Ji Lang grabbed the doll that happened to be at his feet, and put it into Wu Miaomiao's arms. "And this kid, let's send it away."
"Do you want to die? Hahaha..." Cursed Wawa shouted cheerfully.
Ji Lang's face sank, with blue veins bulging on his forehead.
Wu Miaomiao covered the cursed doll's mouth: "I shut it in the room."
After speaking, Wu Miaomiao quickly ran back to the room and quickly closed the door.
But even across the door, Ji Lang could still hear the tireless sound of cursing the doll.
"Want to die? Go to die, die to die..."
Ji Lang didn't sleep that night, but he seemed to have a nightmare all night.
