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    Knowing about the psychic, the three of them decided to go find her, so instead of going back to Joanna's house, they drove directly to find the psychic.  That person¡¯s home was not far from where Chris met her, in an old bungalow.  There are some strange plants and hangings hanging on the door facing the street.  It was already late at night, obviously not a good time to visit someone else¡¯s house, but after a little hesitation, Chris knocked on the door.  There was a sound of dogs barking inside, and Chris knocked hard again. Then he could hear footsteps and the sound of turning on the lights in the house. After a while, he heard a woman ask nervously: "Who is it?"  "Who is outside?" "Sorry to bother you, I'm the police." Chris heard the voice of the person before, "We just met a few hours ago." The person inside didn't speak and seemed to be hesitating.  Chris was a little anxious, "I know it's not the right time to come here, but the situation is urgent." "What happened?" the woman asked through the door, her tone full of nervousness.  "It's very strange. Someone died." Chris said patiently, "Can you let me go in and talk about it? The matter is a bit complicated." The woman inside stopped talking again. After a while, the door was opened.  Suddenly, the light came from inside, and the woman looked at Chris carefully through the crack in the door, and then looked at Claire and Joanna behind him.  "They are with me." Chris shrugged, "Can we go in?" The woman then opened the door. She was wearing a thick plaid pajamas with several necklaces hanging around her neck.  Behind her, stood a brown shepherd dog, looking at Chris and the three of them warily.  "Come in," the woman said, touching and comforting the dog, "Watch your steps and don't step on that line." Chris was stunned. He looked down and saw white powder sprinkled on the floor at the door.  There is a line, which is very conspicuous on the dark carpet.  "What is this?" Claire asked?  "That's salt." The women muttered, "It can prevent evil spirits from coming in. They can't cross this line." Claire looked at Chris, then at Joanna, and shrugged.  The three closed the door and then looked at the room - it looked a bit messy, with strange objects hanging on the surrounding walls and shelves, and thick curtains on the windows.  The three of them did not stay here and followed the psychic to the back room. This room looked a lot more normal. Although there were some strange decorations, it at least seemed like a place where normal people lived.  A few people sat down around a shabby small round table, and the big dog lay at the woman's feet. She glanced at Chris and asked, "What happened?" Chris organized his words and said  After telling what happened in the hospital, everyone in the room was silent for a while. The female psychic's face turned pale and she looked extremely frightened.  ¡°I knew it¡­ I knew it¡­¡± she muttered, feeling a little out of control.  "Can you tell us what happened?" Chris asked, "What do you mean by what you said to me before?" The woman glanced at Chris and said hesitantly: "That girl is spiritual.  Well, this is a very rare talent that possesses some magical abilities. This is why she was so seriously injured but was able to save her life." She looked at Joanna, "But because of this, she was treated inhumanely.  The girl's heart is filled with resentment and desire for revenge. This strong emotion will attract terrible things. "What is it?" Claire asked eagerly.  The woman trembled, as if she remembered something terrible, "An evil thing, a ghost or a demon." "You mean, my daughter is haunted by a ghost?" Joanna asked anxiously.  "It's ghosts and demons, not ghosts. And" the woman smiled miserably, "I'm afraid that girl is no longer your daughter." "What did you say?" Joanna's face instantly turned pale, and she looked in horror.  Looking at the woman opposite.  "Is there any way?" Chris hesitated and asked, "I mean, can we stop this?" The woman sighed, "If it's a wraith, maybe we can try to remove it from your daughter.  But if it's a demon," she shook her head, "I'm afraid the most important thing we should do is get out of here as soon as possible." She stood up and took down a thick book from a bookshelf nearby.  The old leather cover looks very old.  She put the book on the table, opened it to one of the pages, and said slowly: "The devil can sense me."?The darkest and strongest desires in our hearts, and use it to induce us to surrender our souls to it and use our bodies to carry its power. After this," she looked up at the others, "the devil will look for more.  The victims, with the help of their flesh and soul, completely enter our world.  She paused and turned the book to other pages. "The last time the devil came, it happened in Europe in 1940. Apart from knowing that many people died, there is no more record because no one survived."  " Chris and the others were silent again. What they heard just now was so unbelievable, but they couldn't believe what happened before. Chris looked at Joanna. She looked very bad now. What happened to Shirley  What happened to him was too terrible, and it was far beyond what a single mother could bear. Chris felt a headache, and things became more complicated and difficult. He felt very unconfident in the face of supernatural powers, but he thought of the cute person he used to be.  Shirley, thinking of Joanna's grief once she loses her daughter, Chris knows what he must do. "Well, leaving aside the ghosts or demons, what do you think we can do now?  "Chris looked at the psychic, and the woman was looking at him like a madman, "Whether we can succeed or not, at least we should try.  " "Please, help us, save my daughter.  "Joanna also begged: "I can't lose her.  " The psychic hesitated. After a while, she nodded, "Okay, let me try.  " "Thank you so much, thank you so much.  Joanna said excitedly, "What should I call you?"  " "My name is Horta, Horta Argos.  "The psychic said, "I know you, Mrs. Royce, and I have met your daughter. To be honest, she is indeed a lovely little girl.  "After Otta finished speaking, he looked at the Chris siblings. "I am Chris Rayfield, and this is my sister, Claire Rayfield.  Chris introduced himself and Ota agreed to help, which made him relieved, "What do we do now?"  " Otta thought for a while, "In my opinion, no matter what is entangled with that girl, driven by Shirley's hatred, she will seek revenge on those who hurt her. If we can find those murderers, maybe things will happen.  Change.  " "But we don't know who the murderer is?  Chris said angrily, "That grocery store owner, damn it, I dare say he knows something, but he refuses to tell me."  "Chris thought for a while, "I'm going to find him now.  " "He still won't say it.  Claire seemed calmer than her brother, "How do you convince him? He won't believe these things until he sees it with his own eyes."  " "Maybe I have a way, but it's very dangerous.  "Otta thought for a while and said, she got up and took out a piece of black cloth from the cabinet next to her, and spread it on the table. There was a mysterious pentagram painted on the piece of cloth, filled with other unknown things.  The mysterious symbol of the name; she placed a crystal ball in the center of the pentagram, and then placed a lit candle on each corner of the pentagram. Horta asked Chris to turn off the lights in the room.  The candlelight was beating and giving off a faint light, and the atmosphere in the room became a little strange. "You guys come around, hold your hands together, and concentrate on thinking about that girl together. Remember, concentrate.  "Focus on it, don't get distracted," Ota said.  " Several people looked at each other and did as they were told. The four of them held hands and sat around the table, trying their best to remember Shirley. Otta closed her eyes tightly and murmured something in a low voice. For a while, the room was very quiet.  Ota's whispers were clearly audible, echoing in the ears of Chris and the three of them. Chris felt strange. He seemed to have entered a strange state, like a dream - the darkness in front of him disappeared, and he stood in a blur.  Between the light and shadow, it was like looking through a dirty glass window, and there was a rustling sound like radio noise in his ears. It seemed that someone was shouting, and the voice sounded very far away. Chris found himself in a place.  In the room, the ground was covered with dark red blood. A man fell to the ground, naked to the waist. His chest was covered with blood. A terrible wound completely exposed his chest, and the things on the man's hands were  Adding a bit of cruelty and weirdness to this bloody scene - he held a sharp knife in his right hand, and in his left hand, there was a heart. "This is what he deserves."  "A girl's voice said suddenly, and the next moment, everything around her began to blur and turned into blood. Chris felt as if he had fallen into an abyss. He struggled subconsciously, and then a burst of pain woke him up. Chris suddenly  He opened his eyes and found that he had fallen to the ground. He was still at Ota's house. He stood up and saw Joanna and Claire leaning on their chairs with pale faces, full of fear;  With her eyes closed and her body shaking violently, she wasHolding the crystal ball tightly, he was talking to himself.  "Show your facetell your purpose" Otta said in a hoarse voice, as if every word required a lot of energy from her, "Answer me" Otta's efforts did not last long, Zhu Zhu said.  The fire suddenly swelled, burning the entire candle in a moment. The electric light that had been turned off also gave off a dazzling light, and then burned out in an instant.  At the same time, the crystal ball in Ota's hand broke into pieces with a snap, and she fell down with a muffled groan.  Chris and the other three hurriedly helped her up. In the dim light shining through the window, Chris could see blood seeping out of the corner of Ota's mouth.  Horta looked very weak, and sat down in the chair with Claire's help.  "It's too powerful" she whispered, with despair and fear in her voice, "we can't stop it" Her words were interrupted by the barking of a dog. The originally quiet big dog suddenly stood up and was rushing towards  Growling at the door.  "What's wrong with it?" Joanna asked anxiously.  "It's it, it's coming" Otta said in horror, "It's coming" Chris was startled, quickly stood up and pulled out his pistol. He turned on the tactical hanging light on the pistol and scanned the surroundings alertly.  of darkness.  For a moment, several people held their breath. Only the low roar of the dog could be heard in the room, and depression and tension enveloped everyone.  Chris¡¯s spirit collapsed. Then, Chris seemed to hear some kind of sound¡ªit seemed to come from a distance, like someone was laughing or wailing, which made Chris feel a little chilly.  "Did you hear that sound?" Chris asked in a low voice, still staring at the door.  No one answered, or it seemed that no one was there, and the room was eerily silent - Chris was startled, he turned around, and everyone else disappeared, as if they had never appeared.  Chris felt a cold feeling on his arm, and he turned his head subconsciously - "Shirley" in red stood silently beside him, with a cold smile on her pale face under the light of the tactical flashlight.  .  Chris felt his eyes go dark. He didn't know how long it had passed. When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in a strange place - it seemed to be a valley. Not far from him was a collapsed and dilapidated wooden house, with some parts  Still burning.  Chris heard the sound again, like a laugh or a cry.  The sound came from the direction of the wooden house. Chris frowned. He found that his pistol and flashlight were missing, but he still walked over carefully.  The moonlight was still bright, and Chris could barely see what was in front of him. The house was badly damaged, and a small half of it had completely collapsed. He slowly walked around the scattered obstacles and walked in.  The sound was getting closer and closer, and around a broken wall, he saw the source of the sound - it was a baby. He was kneeling on the ground with his back to Chris. There were two people lying on the ground in front of him, and  Next to him was a broken crib, with another baby lying on it, crying.  Chris hesitated for a moment, and then slowly walked towards the baby kneeling on the ground. He could see clearly the two people lying there - a young man and woman, silent, and Chris realized that they were no longer there.  life.  The baby was still laughing, and the laughter was shrill and cold, like a wounded beast wailing. Chris could feel the deep despair, pain, and hatred as deep as the ocean.  It's hard to imagine what kind of experience can make a person fall into such terrible emotions.  As if aware of Chris' arrival, the baby slowly stood up under Chris' surprised gaze and turned to look at Chris.  "Hiss" Chris couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. What he saw in front of him made him feel cold all over - on the baby's face, two scarlet blood tears flowed out of his eyes, and his pupils were as slender as blades.  , under the pale moonlight, shining with golden cold light.
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