There’s an Evil Spirit Here Chapter 107: Psychic divination

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"Evil Mirror Spirit?"

"Special supernatural event?"

Fang Zheng thought of the yin experience a week ago.

Followed by a surprise.

Are they both from the Special Operations Department?

It's just that, it seems that the people in the Special Operations Department encountered a very difficult special incident, so they had to turn to Mr. Fu for help.

Sure enough!

Mr. Fu and Butcher Zhang!

You are also people in the system!

When he saw the two people in the Special Operations Department in front of him, Fang Zheng was 100% sure that he had only guessed it in all likelihood.

Fangzheng was surprised, looking at a middle school student who was frightened like a little lamb, with a very bad spirit, what special spooky incident could a junior high school student provoke?

Fang Zheng couldn't help but recall the last time he went to Yin.

Because of playing a psychic game, four girls were spotted by an evil mirror spirit, and three of them died of cosmetic contact lenses, wigs, and nail art pieces one after another.

The last girl disappeared and the world disappeared.

In order to rescue the missing fourth girl as soon as possible, with the help of the grievances of the three tragic deaths, the fourth girl who was possessed by the evil mirror spirit was found through the shadow.

It seems...Mr. Fu is specifically responsible for handling strange, mysterious, and special events.

The awakened can only deal with ordinary ghosts and ordinary spooky events.

When encountering weird, mysterious, and special types, more professionals are needed.

Fang Zheng was surprised.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Fu's position in the system seems to be very special.

Thinking about it this way, Tufu Zhang must also be in the system and has a unique position.

The two men have been standing in front of the store waiting for Fang Zheng to reply.

Fangzheng planned to contact Mr. Fu for advice, but only a cold voice prompt.

"Sorry, the number you dialed cannot be reached."

To contact Zhang Tufu instead, it turned out to be the same.

Fang Zheng thought of Mr. Zuo next door. He has always felt that Mr. Zuo, who can get along with Mr. Fu in peace, might have a different identity.

"You guys wait a moment."

After that, Founder entered Mr. Zuo's shop for the first time.

As soon as he entered the store, Fang Zheng noticed that the exquisite wood carving crafts displayed in Mr. Zuo’s shop were a little amazed by Mr. Zuo’s craftsmanship, and he was definitely a master of craftsmanship.

However, what attracted Fang Zheng's eyes more was the row of wooden shelves.

There are ten or twenty sinker pallets scattered among them, and on each sinker pallet, there is a wooden sculpture. It's just that these wood carvings are covered by red cloth silk and satin, and it is impossible to see what the wood carvings are.

But Fang Zheng just stopped his gaze for a while, and then explained his intentions to Mr. Zuo.

"It's okay, let him live in Mr. Fu's shop at night, and let them pick him up during the day." Mr. Zuo was good at talking.

The next process is very simple.

The two men finished the handover and left a file about the junior high school student, and drove away.

Founder opened the portfolio and scanned the first page of the archive.

Name: Shen Wenle.

Age: 12 years old.

Location of household registration: Zhoushi.

Home address:......

"Your name is Shen Wenle?" Fang Zheng looked at Xiaopangdun's junior high school student with great interest. The junior high school student is at an age when he is energetic and easy to die. How did this seemingly ordinary junior high school student get into trouble? Special supernatural events?

Even the people from the Special Operations Department can't handle it.

"Uh...Uh." Facing the new environment, the junior high school student was very nervous, anxious, and nodded after hesitating.

"Do you know where this is?" Founder was curious about how the people in the Special Operations Department explained the special place of Mingdian to the outside world.

"He, they said, take me to a safe place where I won't have nightmares." Shen Wenle said nervously.

Oh?

Don't have nightmares?

Fang Zheng was curious and began to read the archives about Shen Wenle.

Shen Wenle was also very quiet. After putting down his schoolbag, he did his homework seriously.

The first thing I read was the transcript of Shen Wenle's parents.

"Large, probably from ten days ago... As long as Lele goes to bed, we will dream of a scarecrow in our sleep. If Lele is not at home, we will not dream of that scarecrow."

"It is often seen on TV...the kind of scarecrow inserted in the farmland to drive away birds and beasts. The mouth is stitched with blood on the face. I don't know if I describe it, do you have any impression?"

"When we dreamed of a scarecrow for the first time, we didn't care. We and my husband did not know that we both dreamed of that scarecrow. At first, the scarecrow just stood quietly far away; but the next day, we dreamed again. Arrived at that scarecrow, this time the scarecrow is different from last time, well, it seems to be closer to us..."

"The third day, the fourth day...the scarecrow is getting closer and closer to us every day, as if, as if the scarecrow is there every day, moving forward step by step...only then did our husband and wife realize that we actually do it every day The same, the same nightmare..."

"Until, on the fifth day, the scarecrow appeared again, and it appeared in our nightmare again, but this time it was different, this time, that... that scarecrow has already arrived in front of our eyes, the one covered with blood Cloth's head, just less than a meter away, is watching us quietly. We are afraid, we want to run, and run desperately in dreams, but we can't get out of the nightmare world until dawn outside, then, That straw talent disappeared, and we escaped from the nightmare, huh, huh."

Fang Zheng went on to dig down the transcripts. The transcripts were densely packed and piled thickly, all of them came from neighbors near Shen Wenle's home.

There are seven or eight households.

Everyone's transcripts are almost the same. They all dream of terrible scarecrows, and then they can't escape the world of nightmares. Only at dawn, after the scarecrow disappears, can they escape from the nightmare world.

However, not everyone has escaped from the nightmare world.

Three people died in a few days.

The whole body was wounded and suffered great pain during his lifetime, like being killed by the claws of wild beasts. This scene is more like... they couldn't escape the Scarecrow, and they were finally caught up by the Scarecrow...

When he saw the bodies of several dead people, Fang Zheng frowned.

Fang Zheng continued to browse the files.

According to the introduction in the archive, Shen Wenle made a self-made set of cards according to a post on the Internet during a psychic fortune-telling in the West.

At first everything was normal.

Nothing weird happened.

Until, he draws a scarecrow card...

Psychic divination?

Fang Zheng's scalp was a little numb. He was still rejoicing a few days ago. Fortunately, he didn't encounter these special and strange spiritual events. As a result, he was hit today.

Fangzheng flipped through his portfolio but couldn't find the card set.

Instead, he saw some special clues on the last page of the file.

The card has been sealed and kept by someone from the Special Operations Department, but after professional equipment, a special item was extracted from the card...