In Zongman, the evil spirits are eliminated physically.

Just recalling the scene, I almost fainted from fright. It can be seen how much psychological trauma this little girl ghost left on Pochi.

Seeing Pochi like this, even if he was not a human like Liang, he would not be able to get Pochi to play. Music should be the performer's emotions from the heart. Now Pochi has an uncontrollable fear of the little girl ghost. Just thinking about her scares him so much that the guitar rhythm is messed up, let alone playing in front of her.

Before they could figure out a way to help Pochi overcome his fear, they could only disperse temporarily. So many things had happened in just one night, and they needed to give the members of the Bond Band some time to sort out the information in their minds.

"You can't take her away!" Liang once again held the bottle to his chest. "Who knows if you'll think we can't pray for her salvation and quietly get rid of her!"

"Ms. Yamada, exorcism and salvation are two services with different prices. Since you have chosen salvation, we will definitely not perform exorcism." Yang Cai persuaded Liang to hand over the bottle.

"I won't! Let me protect her for this week!"

"You don't have the ability to deal with spirits, and you won't be able to handle emergencies. I will take the bottle back for safekeeping. If you change your mind, you can contact me or Amano directly." Sisters Ouyang Sun and Hong Xia said, completely ignoring Liang.

"Please, President Ouyang, please take good care of her during this week."

"It's not a matter of taking care of it or not." Ouyang Xuan said frankly, "I'll just find a place to put it when I take it back. The spirit doesn't need to eat or sleep, so there's no need to take care of it."

"Take it." Xingge waved his hand and let Ouyang Xuan take it.

"Even if you are the same..."

Liang wanted to struggle, but Ouyang Xuan's figure just flashed before Liang's eyes. The strong wind blew across his cheek, and the bottle in his arms disappeared. When Liang looked up, the bottle had been placed in Yang Cai's hand by Ouyang Xuan, and Yang Cai also skillfully stuffed it into her backpack.

When Ouyang Xuan and Hina walked out from the stars, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening. Fortunately, the temperature in July was still very high. Even at this time, the wind blowing from the other end of the street was slightly warm. Even though Hina was wearing shorts with her legs completely exposed, she was not afraid of catching a cold.

It took him five minutes to cross most of Tokyo to send Hina home, then he returned to the office and put the bottle there. It took him another three minutes to return to his apartment. When he looked downstairs, Ouyang Jun saw that the lights in his house were on.

"Wow! That's amazing! As expected of 2B, its computing power is much better than that old crappy computer at school."

When he opened the door, Ouyang Jun saw Yang Noi and 2B sitting in front of the coffee table. There was a laptop on the coffee table. 2B was holding one end of a data cable in her hand, and the other end was plugged into the laptop. Obviously, Yang Noi was using 2B to do homework again.

"Thank you so much, 2B. You completed a month's worth of experiments for me in just five minutes."

"It's just a tiny bit of computing power. I'm glad it can help you, Yang No."

"Your meager computing power is enough to save a science and engineering student overwhelmed by experiments." With her homework complete, Yang Noi relaxed completely, slumping back on the lazy couch she'd bought, enjoying the contentment of being wrapped up. "That professor is truly outrageous! He actually had to run two hundred computer simulations for the same experiment, and each one took forty minutes on the school computers. Luckily, you were here, 2B. You finished two hundred simulations in just five minutes."

"Are you asking 2B to help you with your homework again?" Ouyang Jun stood behind the sofa and looked down at Yang Noi.

"Welcome back, Ouyang." Yang Nai greeted lazily.

"Welcome home, Master."

It has been a month since 2B was brought back from the base by Ouyang Jun. After a month of self-study on the Internet, 2B's emotions have obviously become much richer than at the beginning. Although she still looks aloof overall, her humanity has become stronger. She has transformed from a cold robot into an iceberg queen who is the flower of the high mountains.

"Anyway, 2B has plenty of redundant computing power. I'm just making full use of the resources. Calculating this kind of college homework is just a piece of cake for 2B, but it means a lot to me." Yang Nai said with a stern face, pretending to be serious.

"Letting 2B finish all this heavy homework for me will give me more time to spend with Ouyang. Isn't Xiaoyangnai very thoughtful?"

"Do your own homework."

"It appeared. Ouyang's quotations on learning."

Yang Nai herself does not live in the school dormitory, but rents a house outside. However, over the past period of time, Yang Nai has returned to her rented house less and less frequently, and for shorter periods of time. She spends more time staying in Ouyang Sun's apartment.

The reason for this is very simple, because the two of them have already broken the last layer of window paper. After hearing Ouyang Xuan talking about herself at school a month ago, Yang Nai has been making preparations. She wants to make it as easy as a veil for a girl to pursue a boy, and she wants to take the initiative to confess to Ouyang Xuan!

Two weeks ago, Yang Nai confessed her love to Ouyang Xuan in this apartment.

"Dating you? Haven't we been together for a few years?" These were Ouyang Xuan's exact words.

After sorting out the misunderstanding between herself and Ouyang Xuan, Yang Nai felt embarrassed and annoyed. That night, she directly consumed one and a half boxes of future life blockers. Half of the box was already in the room, and the other box was bought by 2B.

"Bond Band, um..."

After listening to Ouyang Xuan's story about his field work today, Yang Nai fell into deep thought, which was rare for him. He was racking his brains for something, and then suddenly he thought of something. He jumped off the sofa and dug out a rope.

"I have a friend who likes this band. Look, last time she went to their concert, she brought me a piece of merchandise."

"What is this rope for?"

"Tie it on your hand like this, and then when you go to a performance, you can raise your hand and wave to cheer." Yang No put the rope back. Although it was not valuable, it was a gift from a friend after all, so she had to keep it safe.

"But from what you said, Ouyang, isn't the Bond Band facing a huge crisis right now?" Yang Nai said, "The lead guitarist was scared by the ghost and didn't dare to go on stage. Hmm, it has a very rock and roll feel."

"What exactly is the feeling of rock and roll? Can something like this be considered a thing?"

"Rock music is about being ambiguous and powerful," Yang No said, looking as if she didn't understand. "If I saw a little girl with a rotten brain suddenly appear in front of me, I would definitely be scared, let alone a girl who just entered the first year of high school."

"Anyway, if they still can't perform it in a month and let that spirit be liberated, I will just kill her directly, or at least let her leave in a form that looks like a human."

"Wow, Ouyang-chan is so gentle."

Yang Nai pulled Ouyang Xuan to sit on the lazy sofa. The space was not big enough for two people, so they were inevitably pressed tightly together. In order to make herself more comfortable and not be pressed to the edge of the sofa, Yang Nai turned over and sat on Ouyang Xuan's legs, lying on him.

"It's hot."

"This is Xiao Yangnai's overflowing love, you are not allowed to say it's hot." Yangnai said firmly.

"2B, go back to your room and rest. You should go to Chiba tomorrow." Ouyang Jun raised his head and looked at 2B who was kneeling silently beside the coffee table.

"Yes, Master. According to Hina's schedule, I need to go to Chiba tomorrow to handle a request for a supernatural incident at a school. The client is a club teacher at the school. The request is that every morning when classes start, all the musical instruments stored in the cabinets must be taken out, and all of them must show signs of use."

"Then go back to your room and rest."

"Yes, Master."

As an artificial human, 2B naturally does not need to sleep and eat, which are behaviors that humans use to maintain vital signs. When she first came to Ouyang Xuan's house, 2B said that she only needed a place to stand and sleep. However, Ouyang Xuan still cleaned up the room that was originally used as a storage room and gave it to 2B to use as a room.

Just like the emotionally cold 2B, this place that was used as 2B's room had clean walls and a clean table. Only the bed was covered with a sheet, making it look like someone lived there. Otherwise, it would look like an ordinary empty room.

Once in dormant mode, 2B will not react to any external movement except when she detects the presence of spirits or monsters nearby, is awakened by Ouyang Falcon or other awakenable objects, or is attacked. This is one of the reasons why she continued to dormant in the mountains for so many years. Only after the guardian stone was destroyed and the monsters were released did 2B become activated.

Normally, when 2B enters dormant mode, it will lie on the bed and close its eyes, just like humans sleeping. But now, 2B just sits quietly on the bed, waiting for something to begin.

"At least come into the room..."

"I bought this sofa just to use it like today. The bed is so boring..."

After the rustling sound, there are sounds that won’t pass the review on Mao, so I simply didn’t write them, as well as the sizzling sound of the lazy sofa being squeezed.

After taking off the eye patch, 2B's sapphire eyes seemed to glow in the dark room, looking beautiful.

2B's eyes are essentially cameras. It doesn't require both eyes to be in focus to see clearly. One eye alone has extremely high pixels and the ability to record what it sees.

So how does 2B use this function? Answer: 2B kneels at the door, observes the outside through the keychain, and records the scenes that were not written down because the cat did not pass the review.

"Master and Haruno's 17th record begins..."

The power furnace is heating up?

While recording the video, 2B caressed her lower abdomen, feeling the doll core that Ouyang Falcon placed in her body.

Testimonials

Before I knew it, I have been writing this book for more than a month. I am really grateful for everyone's support. This book will be on the shelves on Friday. This is my second book and its performance is much better than the first one. It really moved me to tears, all thanks to the support of book friends.

In the second book, I also added some things that I didn’t write in the first book. Yes, it is erotic. However, due to the reasons on the cat side, I can only write it tentatively and see to what extent it will be reviewed.

Regarding some of the rice bowl debates in the previous content, I can’t write about them because of the cat’s reasons. I can only write about one of them. As for the other one, it is likely that I will have to see it in a separate story.

Finally, I’ll leave it to you all after it’s on the shelves. I’ll do everything I can!

Chapter 33 Throbbing

"It still doesn't work~~"

In a closet that smelled of mothballs, Pochi sat cross-legged, looking distressed.

This small space gave Pochi an infinite sense of security. Just staying inside made him feel as safe as if he were back home, even though Pochi was originally in the closet at home.

Three days passed, and Pochi still couldn't play in front of the little girl. Even if he sensed a bottle approaching the little girl, Pochi would react. His tailbone would feel cold, and his body would become stiff and out of control. In this state, let alone playing, even his walking was stuttering.

During these three days, the other three members of the Bond Band tried various methods, including blindfolding Pochi, putting the little girl's bottle in a box, placing the bottle in the lounge, and then letting Pochi play under the pretext of practice. However, none of them worked, and the little girl couldn't even get close to Pochi.

"What should I do? Do I really have to watch my fans disappear like this at the hands of President Ouyang?" Pochi banged his head against the wall in distress, trying to see if he could use this method to knock the method into his own brain. The result was obvious, except for making him see stars, it had no effect.

Pochi is just a socially anxious person, but he has enough compassion and love, at least more than Liang.

She also wanted to give her dead fan the best performance possible. She also knew that the little girl didn't mean to scare her. On the contrary, she liked her very much. Under normal circumstances, this would have made Pochi touch his head excitedly for a long time.

But even though he already knew about the little girl, the psychological shadow left on Pochi by that extremely shocking first meeting was indelible. Even after three days, the scene of that day was still clearly engraved in his mind. Especially when he thought of her watching his performance, Pochi's hands began to tremble.

【Liang: I have a new idea! 】

【Hongxia: Rejected! 】

[Hongxia: Anyway, Liang's idea is definitely to persecute Pochi-chan again, so needless to say, just reject it!]

[Liang: My idea this time will definitely work. The main reason why Pochi can't play in front of the ghost is that her attention is idle. We just need to make sure Pochi doesn't have any extra attention.]

[Ryo: So, if we just have Pochi wear a bikini and play, she'll be too shy to care about the ghosts, and that'll be a success!]

[Hongxia: Rejected! Pochi-chan hasn't even started playing yet, and you're already embarrassing yourself!]

Kita: Goto-kun, don't stress yourself out. We can definitely figure it out. We still have four days left!

[Pochi: Ugh, I'm lagging behind again.]

[Liang: Pochi, why don't you try treating the ghost as a watermelon.]

【Hong Xia: Hey, where did this elementary school kid's trick come from?】

[Pochi: But, even if it's a watermelon, I still feel terrible. ]

【cold:...】

[Hongxia:. . . 】

【Kita: I understand! 】

Putting down his phone, Pochi sighed deeply. He wanted to overcome his psychological shadow and complete a perfect performance in front of the little girl so that she could ascend to heaven and become a Buddha with peace of mind. However, the first step of this task was stuck, and Pochi had now fallen at the feet of the psychological shadow monster.

[Liang: Why not try street performance? Didn't Bochi sell out tickets last time by performing on the street? This time, let's see if we can overcome the psychological trauma.]

[Hong Xia: Don't make it sound like psychological trauma can be sold!]

[Liang: We're at the bottom of the valley anyway, so Pochi can't possibly dig a hole.]

Playing on the streets?

Bochi looked at her guitar thoughtfully. Three seconds later, she shook her head vigorously, trying to get rid of the idea from her head. Just kidding, the last time she played on the street to sell tickets, she had almost used up all her courage in her life. There was no more to replenish!

I'd better think of a solution. There is always a way, right? As the saying goes, a boat will sink when it reaches the bridge, and a living person cannot be suffocated to death by Coke.

[Kita: A socially anxious guitarist who musters the courage to play on the streets to save his fans... It always feels so cool.]

[Liang: Well, Kita has grasped the true meaning of rock and roll. While playing to your heart's content on stage is wonderful, playing on the street, in front of the crowds, has its own unique flavor. Every guitarist in a super popular band must have experience playing on the street.]

[Hong Xia: You guys, aren’t you just fooling Pochi-chan...?]

[Liang: Hongxia, don't you think it's super cool that a socially anxious guitarist musters up the courage to play on the streets in order to save his fans, in order to break through his own psychological shadows and become stronger?]

[Hongxia: Yes, it's pretty cool, but it doesn't look like Pochi-chan at all.]

Pochi kept staring at the group chat text jumping on the screen of his mobile phone. At this time, Pochi could no longer see Hongxia's complete sentence, but only saw the key words "cool" and "street performance".

In order to give fans a perfect concert, he overcame his psychological trauma by performing on the streets = being cool = being a popular guitarist = becoming a popular person = making tons of friends!

No one knew why, but Pochi's brain logically completed the above series of formulas, and then came to a conclusion that as long as he went to the streets to play, he would become a super popular guitarist and he would be able to completely get rid of the negative corner!

But how could I possibly have the courage to perform on the street a second time...

Dudu! !

The sound of a car horn woke Pochi up. Pochi shook his dizzy head and woke up instantly.

Where is this place!!??

Pochi is no longer in his safe and warm closet. He is wearing a complete set of pink battle suit, which is actually sportswear. He is standing in the crowded square. There are many people around him who are holding musical instruments and ready to play like him.

Holding a musical instrument! ! ? ?

With his eyes wide open and his head lowered, Pochi found that he had taken his guitar and connected it to the power supply of the speaker, ready to play at any time.

"Is this still brewing? She seems to have been standing there for a long time."

"She didn't watch some anime and got so excited that she bought a guitar and started playing on the street, did she?"

"Even though her clothes are tacky, she's a pretty girl. Even if her playing is terrible, if I post a video online for the hype of a pretty guitarist, I'm sure a lot of people will like it."

In front of Pochi, there were already some people gathered in twos and threes. Some were waiting for Pochi to play, and some were waiting for Pochi to embarrass himself.