Late Night Evil

　　Immediately after Kaahn finished that sentence, she climbed up to the ceiling like a gecko, and then drilled into the ceiling's crevice in an extremely weird position, and disappeared strangely like that.

　　Sure enough, this Lori Kaahn is a ghost. What Fat Kaahn doesn't have, Lori Kaahn does!

　　Stein said, this fat Kaahn should have just become essence not long ago, the reason why she frantically looked for Gennaro to do that kind of thing should be to improve her cultivation, this is the same reasoning as a ghost sucking essence, as to why she just focused on Gennaro, he didn't know.

　　As for this Lori Kaahn, it should be a severe ghost, she is the same body as pig demon, according to reason, it is impossible for her to go to a room with Gennaro, this is not the same as the fat Kaahn, Stein look at just now Lori Kaahn's expression and eyes that are full of malign qi, but she can kill people.

　　Indeed are all questions, but no one to answer these questions, we are also confused, it is true that Erebus - profiteer this line of work has to require experience, otherwise why masters are all old men, even Stein, who has followed my grandfather for a long time, do not know what this is the case.

　　Let's not talk about that, Gennaro escaped just now, I don't know where he went, we need to get him back as soon as possible, if something happens then we'll be responsible for it, after all, we're the ones who asked him to get Kaahn here.

　　I asked Stein to contact him, but Stein sent him countless Wechat did not reply, Wechat phone calls are not answered, Stein does not know his cell phone number, we had to split up in the neighborhood to look for a bit, but looking for a whole night are not seen.

　　At twelve o'clock midnight, we went back to his residence and waited, waited for two hours did not come back, I looked at the table, it was already two o'clock in the morning.

　　I yawned and said no fucking wait, back to the tattoo parlor, tomorrow.

　　The three of us are also sleepy, took a car directly back, after the shower, I immediately hid into the quilt, eyes closed people with the same as fainting, is too sleepy.

　　But after falling asleep in a daze, I suddenly woke up, the reason is that I heard the sound of da da da da, as if the marbles fell on the ground and kept bouncing.

　　I this tattoo parlor and no children, where to marbles? And in the middle of the night, who's so bored playing with marbles? Or under my bed?

　　Antonio Stein couldn't even think about it!

　　I sat up in a hurry and realized that the sound of marbles was still ringing, and it was coming from under the bed.

　　Da, da, da ...

　　The marbles rattled in burst after burst, something so eerie that I couldn't help but shiver at the sound.

　　I gulped, people can not help but nervous, I looked at the time, already more than three o'clock in the morning, but the atmosphere at this time, but the eerie let my back cold, in order to prove that I am not dreaming, I pinched my own thighs vigorously, and then the pain of the pain that I sucked in cold air.

　　No, it wasn't a dream!

　　I finally mustered up the courage to get off the bed, then turned on the light bowed down and looked under the bed.

　　After looking at the bottom of the bed, I was even more numb, the bottom of the bed is clean, nothing, only some small dust, but no marbles and so on.

　　That marble sound, where did it come from? I scratched my head, a little annoyed, because the sound was still ringing, as if it were needles drilling into my ears, stabbing my eardrums one by one.

　　Just then, all of a sudden the da-da-da-da-da sound stopped, but a marble rolled through the doorway, gurgling, and finally stopped at my feet.

　　I looked towards the dark doorway, it felt so strange, as if it was a weird black hole that would swallow me up at any moment.

　　Although it feels a little weird, but this is my house after all, maybe it's a matter of mood, I didn't care too much, it's this marble, why would it roll in through the door? And whose marble is it?

　　I picked up the marbles, and then looked carefully, this marble slippery, crystal clear, glass surface is like a mirror.

　　I suddenly had the interest to play with it, but just at this time, I suddenly felt unprecedented fear, my hand shivered, the marbles fell from my hand.

　　Da, da, da ...

I was scared because ... I looked through the mirror of the marble and saw a child lying on my shoulder.

　　The kid was eerie looking, with a mouthful of blood, and it was lying on my shoulder, then grinning eerily.

　　What ... when did I have a child on my shoulder? So evil, does it mean that I hit the evil?

　　At this time I suddenly remembered Antonio s words, he watched a child lying on the window, it was a ghost, spooky.

　　Now I'm sure, the tattoo parlor is really into the ghost, and lying on my shoulders of the ghost, is still laughing, because he laughed louder and louder, has issued a hey hey hey sound.

　　I didn't dare to move, but little by little I slowly turned my head over my shoulder until I met the ghost's eerie eyes.

　　I finally saw him, and he, too, was looking at me eerily, but he only had one eye, and the other eye socket was empty, and I could see a rotting worm crawling out of it, extremely frightening.

　　"Uncle, can you pick up my eye?" The little ghost suddenly said, then pointed down at the marble I was just playing with.

　　Fuck, what I took just now, it couldn't be this little ghost's eyeball, right? Isn ... that not a marble?

　　But this eyeball, still at my feet, I was so scared that I quickly moved away a few steps, but when I moved my feet, that eyeball also followed and rolled over, and moved faster than me, my foot lifted ...

　　Snapping sound, that feeling ...

　　In addition to nausea, it is oozing, more diaphragmatic than stepping on shit.

　　That eyeball was directly stepped on by me and the juice was sprayed out, but also scattered all over the place, a little sticky.

　　Shit, I stepped on his eyeballs ...

　　"Uncle, you stepped on my eyeballs, why don't you put your eyes ..."

　　Suddenly, the little kid put up two fingers and stuck them directly into my eyes.

　　I dodged in a hurry, and then threw the little kid down desperately, running out of the room while doing so.

　　At this time, Antonio and Stein woke up at the sound, they rushed over and asked me what happened.

　　I said ghost, there is a ghost, there is a ghost on my shoulder!

　　But Antonio and Stein were in a daze, they looked at me shouting there's a ghost while looking at me shaking my shoulder frantically, they couldn't help but show a puzzled expression and looked at me with the eyes of a psychopath.

　　"Little Boss, you're sleep-dazed, aren't you? Where is that ghost on your shoulder, it's clearly just a rag doll." Stein reminded.

　　When he said that, I immediately stopped moving, and when I slowed down I realized that what I had on my shoulder was really a rag doll, where was it a little ghost, it was just that the rag doll was a delicate little boy who had his eyes gouged out so that the rag doll would look creepy.

　　Impossible, there is no such thing as a rag doll in my room!