Silent quiet room, the only thing that can bring a sense of security is the bright three lights, and outside the window like the stars of the light.

The office Windows looked up the hill, with no view of the harbor, and there was no way to tell when the creeping darkness would arrive. The minutes ticked by, and at some point the light in the room suddenly flickered.

The three lights flicker at the same time, and before you know why, the room suddenly darkens at a rate visible to the naked eye.

The candle holder and oil lamp flame unchanged, but no longer emit heat, the lighting range began to shrink, smaller and smaller, barely to maintain less than a meter around.

The smallest candle holder is quietly extinguished.

Darkness returned to the room, filling the air with gloom.

Lu from understand, that piece of darkness has enveloped here.

Pick up the lamp at hand and approach the window.

Reflected in the window is Lu Li's calm face and black eyes like the night.

The outside world is covered with a layer of light gauze, if there is a substantial existence surging in the outside world, it is fog.

An eerie mist hung over the harbour and Belfast.

It seemed to dim the light even more, but because of the mysterious bells over the city, every house was brightened and kept from being swallowed by the darkness.

The dim view of Belst Harbour shone like a constellation of stars. The occasional scream pierced the night sky and echoed, coming from nowhere.

Land back up a bit, away from the window.

He had a vague sense that in the street below, something appeared with the mist.

After five days here, I finally face the weirdness and weirdness of this world.

Lu Li thought inwardly whether today's plan should be cancelled, but this idea just came into being, the room suddenly became bright.

Lu Li Wei Zheng looked away and fell on the lamp. After staring for a few seconds, he found that it was not an illusion. The flame gets warm again, and the light spreads out.

When I looked out of the window clearly, the misty fog disappeared and the buildings on the hill became clear and bright.

From the black fog, to leave, perhaps less than a minute. The mists eerily emerge from the deep sea, eerily disperse, or say far away.

Sixty seconds in six fingers? Mr. Lu doesn't know, and he can't contemplate, because new changes are appearing in the gallery.

da-da-da-da

The sound of sticky, wet footsteps came from the adjoining room, separated by a wall.

Wood wall sound insulation is very bad, very bad, a few seconds after the footsteps disappear, attentively listen to, one second, two seconds, three seconds...

Bam -

The bang of the door kick echoed down the corridor.

It seemed to shake the whole office, and the source was next door.

da-da-da-da

The footsteps resumed, Lu Li even heard the wet barefoot on the board floor, unique muffled.

da-da-da-da

The sound of sticky, wet footsteps stretched from the adjoining wall into the corridor.

Ten seconds later, predictably, the office door would burst open like all the rooms on the floor.

Rustle -

Beside a small sound, Lu Li turned his head, the sculpture in the corner was still standing there, only one arm raised, pointing to the wall cabinet.

The implication is clear.

As the fog emerges, the sculpture becomes surprisingly quiet.

"No thanks."

It was not his style for Lu to decline and hide until he was found.

And the ghost is already outside the door.

da-da-da-da

The wet footsteps were very close to the door. Even if she did not hold the handle of the gun, Lu Li could feel the cold air outside the door.

Suddenly, a chill crept through the calf.

Lu Li lowered his head, a facial features have not yet long open, the body connected to the umbilical cord of the dark red fetus clinging to his pants leg.

The held foot was numb with cold.

He spotted him -- opening his mouth to reveal a mouthful of sharp teeth, ready to scream.

A hand reaches out faster than it, covers its mouth, and pushes everything back down its throat.

Da -

The footsteps outside the door suddenly died away.

Lu Li looked down at the fetus and suddenly thought of something. She picked up the fetus and slid to the window. She opened the window, threw the fetus out and wiped the blood from her hands with a window towel.

A series of actions in one go.

Bam!

Loud noise spread throughout the floor, doors turned into shadows, the wind knocked open, swaying.

A white skirt figure floated in the doorway, brown red long hair to cover the face, venomous eyes flash away.

A swollen bowel protruded from under her skirt between her legs and dragged to the ground.

The voice that causes the surrounding temperature to drop sharply rings out: "You... See...... My child... Yet......"

"No," I said. Lu Li black eyes blink also do not blink, calm watching her.

The holster was shifted behind him, holding the handle in one hand.

"You...... See...... My child... Yet......" 'repeated the ghost.

"No." Lu Li tone smooth, calm expression.

Look over her dress, the white dress is not suitable for work, but the ghost must have some ghost sub-son, understandable.

"You...... See...... My child... Yet......" "Said the ghost hoarsely again.

Lu Li's lips are slightly pursed and his eyebrows are slightly frowning.

There's nothing in the envelope that says the ghost will ask the same question over and over again like a repeater, and in fact there's nothing in the envelope that says there'll be a ghost baby.

Are things different now?...

"I see." Lu Li suddenly nodded and said: "Is your child so tall, so big, dark red with umbilical cord?"

Lu Li described the baby ghost he threw out of the window, the red mang in the eyes of the ghost with Lu Li described, more exuberant.

Lu Li pointed to his feet and kept calm. "Go out the door, turn right and go straight ahead for two blocks. I saw your child there a while ago."

Before the exorcism, Lu Li first wrote down the location of the nearby police station, in case of emergency.

The ghost turned around, turning a blind eye to Lu Li, who was sitting behind the table. Her figure disappeared in the doorway, and the wet footsteps were far away.

I hope she never comes back.

Lu Li gently spit out a turbidized air, slightly tilted head, found the sculpture in the corner, the body toward the inside, motionless.

When she opened her mouth slightly to ask him what he wanted, Lu Li suddenly turned her dark eyes and looked out of the door.

Nauseous malice and coldness spilled into the office through the door, where the ghost of a young girl in a teal lace dress with hollow eyes appeared.

Her lace dress was stained with blood, and the pungent smell of blood flowed from it.

There's another one, of course.

Luli hold your breath and keep quiet. Hopefully this time, as the envelope says, the ghost is still blind.

Lu Li's luck won't be that bad.

Probably.