Lin Shuyou held the map in his left hand and the compass in his right hand, and went around in circles, and finally found his destination.
Each of them is equipped with a compass as standard, but except for Tan Wenbin, who can use the compass to read a little feng shui decently, the compass in the hands of Ayou, Mengmeng and Runsheng can only be used as a large compass.
The coordinates were in a village under a township, Lin Shuyou took off his hiking bag, held it in his arms, and sat down on the side of the road.
Next to it is a private house, and there is a separate small brick house next to the owner's house, which is a toilet.
Not long after Lin Shuyou sat down, an aunt came out of the house and put on the porcelain jar.
Without pulling the curtain, he turned around, facing outward, pouted, half-squatting, pulled down his cotton pants, and sat directly on the wooden seat with two armrests.
Lin Shuyou only felt a large patch of white flashing in front of his eyes, and then immediately turned his head and blushed.
"Whose family are you?"
The aunt who was at the convenience was also idle, asking Lin Shuyou a question.
"I'm not local."
"Yo, speak Mandarin, hehe, then where are you from?"
"Fujian."
"Fujian, are the people there all doing business and very rich?"
"No."
"I heard that you Fujian people are old and rich, and the houses built at home have many floors."
At this time, the aunt was like the Queen Mother sitting on the dragon chair, and Lin Shuyou was like a white young father-in-law who was being questioned in front of the table.
Lin Shuyou originally thought of continuing to sit here, and it would be quiet when it was convenient for others.
After all, the coordinates he found were here, it was afternoon, and he estimated that the evil spirits would come out in the evening.
But the voice of the aunt attracted the aunts in several nearby houses, and a few aunts came out of the house, came here, and started chatting.
While chatting, two of them also started urging, it seemed that they also wanted to make it easier.
From time to time, he would deliberately shout to Lin Shuyou and ask him about his situation.
A handsome young foreigner, holding a bag, sitting on the side of the road for so long, is indeed very curious.
In the end, Lin Shuyou was defeated, left the most accurate position, got up and went to the bungalow a little farther away.
The bungalow is surrounded by farmland, and there is a stream in front of the door, and there is a persimmon tree next to the stream.
Lin Shuyou sat down with his back against the roots of the tree, although the distance was a little far, but the plain was open, and he could still clearly see the previous coordinate point.
Just like that, I sat quietly until dusk.
Smoke came out of the chimney of the bungalow, and an old man walked back from the path outside with a toolbox and a saw.
He is a carpenter and will take on some odd jobs in nearby villages.
His children are separated, and he is unwilling to go with him, feeling that he is living a comfortable life, and he lives with his wife in the old house.
The old man was very enthusiastic and took the initiative to come over and talk to Lin Shuyou.
It's just that the old man doesn't speak Mandarin, and it even sounds a bit difficult.
Lin Shuyou consciously learned a little southern dialect during his time at Uncle Li's house, but he didn't expect that he just went from one county to another, and he couldn't understand the old man's dialect at all.
One old and one young talked for a long time under this persimmon tree.
Then, the old man shouted twice into the room, and the old woman came out of the small kitchen door, glanced at Lin Shuyou with a smile, and went in again.
The old man stretched out his hand and patted Lin Shuyou on the shoulder, and then tried to help him up.
Lin Shuyou understood, this was to invite him to dinner.
He had supplies in his hiking bag and hurriedly refused to say no, but the more Ayou refused, the more enthusiastic the old man invited him, and gradually it developed into a pull on each other.
Language barriers, enthusiasm is connected.
In the end, Lin Shuyou really had no choice but to bow and thank him, and agreed.
Dinner was not eaten in the house, but two square benches were set up outside as tables, with three small benches.
This eating habit is not bad from Uncle Li's house.
In addition to rainy days, Uncle Li's family basically set up tables on the dam to eat, and when people pass by on the village road during the meal, they can also chat conveniently.
The dishes are simple, a bowl of braised potatoes and a bowl of braised vermicelli with greens.
Xu was to entertain the guests, so the old woman deliberately peeled three preserved eggs and put them in a vinegar bowl, and cut a plate of homemade sausages.
The old man wanted to pour wine for Lin Shuyou, but Lin Shuyou hurriedly refused.
explained that he had to catch ghosts at night, for fear of drinking and making mistakes.
The old man didn't understand, and when he saw Lin Shuyou picking up the rice bowl and starting to pull the rice, he thought that this young girl really didn't drink, so he poured himself a bowl of rice wine.
The old woman used chopsticks to break the preserved egg, picked up half of it, dipped it in vinegar, and sent it to Lin Shuyou's bowl.
Lin Shuyou took the initiative to take the bowl and said thank you.
The potatoes were cooked softly, and the sausages were fragrant, making them perfect for rice.
As a martial arts practitioner, Lin Shuyou already had a large amount of food, and if he was not careful, he would eat two large bowls.
When the old woman served him the third bowl, the old man who had finished drinking and was about to eat went into the kitchen to serve the rice, and only the pot was left in the bowl.
Lin Shuyou knew he had eaten too much.
At this moment, it was already dark.
At the previous coordinates, I don't know when a platform was built.
Banners are hung on both sides of the table, and a large speaker is placed on top.
Although the food was very fragrant, Lin Shuyou was sure that he was not distracted, and the table suddenly appeared out of thin air.
Someone on stage started performing.
"Clang! Clang!"
In the speaker, the sound of a children's play was heard.
Lin Shuyou heard Tan Wenbin talk about this local drama, and its official name is also known as Tongju.
Brother Binbin said that this is unpleasant, only the old man likes it.
But just listening to the opening paragraph, Lin Shuyou unexpectedly found that it was not bad, full of emotions and full of flavor.
Art is a thing that depends on personal taste.
If he hadn't known that it was a stage built by an evil spirit, Lin Shuyou would really want to move the small bench sitting under him to the stage and enjoy it well.
At this time, the old men and women who were eating all sat there stiffly, their eyes cloudy.
Lin Shuyou's eyes closed and opened, and his pupils changed slightly, dispelling this effect.
He knew that this was a ghost singing.
There are generally two forms of folk singing, one is sung for people to see, and the other is sung for ghosts.
In his hometown, on some fixed days, people would be specially invited to sing in the ancestral hall at night, and there would be no one in the audience all night.
In addition to these two mainstreams, there is also a special form, which is ghost singing for people to see.
This move is against yin and yang, watching the show to receive rewards, what the ghost wants is the Yangshou of the living people in the audience.
At this moment, there must be many people in the nearby houses, all of whom are in a state of dazedness, just like the old woman and grandfather in front of them, and it won't take long for them to spontaneously bring the benches at home to sit down on the stage and enjoy the ghost show.
It's indeed a bit fierce, I'm afraid I've been greedy here for a long time.
Lin Shuyou opened his hiking bag, started changing clothes, and then opened his face to himself.
Since the stage is set up, if you can sing, I can't?
At the end of the face, the first line of officials stood up.
Since following Brother Xiaoyuan, Ayou's changes are not just as simple as extending the starting time.
Under the coercion of Brother Xiaoyuan, every time the boy came, the support he gave gradually increased.
It can be said that it has achieved a double improvement in terms of time and quality.
The old man and the old woman had already picked up the bench, and it seemed that they were going to move to the audience.
Lin Shuyou took one step ahead and took three steps to praise.
In the field of vision of ordinary people, he obviously walks very slowly, but his figure can always inadvertently cross far away.
Came to the audience.
At this time, there was still no one around, and there was a group of performers on the stage, but only the "Tang King" who was surrounded in the middle was relatively complete.
The rest of the "actors" only have moving costumes, unable to see their heads, their hands and feet, they are all floating.
This play is called "Tang Wang Travels to the Underworld".
King Tang looked at Lin Shuyou standing in the audience in a daze, and forgot to sing the lyrics for a while.
It didn't expect that the stage had just been set up, and the show had just begun, and it suddenly encountered such an existence.
Lin Shuyou jumped and jumped onto the stage, waved his trident, and there were bursts of exclamations from inside the surrounding costumes, all of which were avoided.
King Tang raised his hand, and a cloud of black mist dispersed from his body, and soon, clumps of black shadows like little ghosts appeared on the stage.
According to the content of the play, these little ghosts were originally supposed to come to arrest the Tang King, but at this moment they were all commanded by the Tang King.
Lin Shuyou's eyes froze, scanning the surroundings.
These little ghosts continued to shout, but no one dared to approach.
You must know that Lin Shuyou has not yet started at this time.
King Tang was angry and kept muttering and cursing angrily, but Lin Shuyou couldn't understand it at all.
Immediately, King Tang pulled out his belt and began to beat these little ghosts, and the little ghosts screamed and were driven to attack Lin Shuyou.
Lin Shuyou held a trident, his figure flipped on the stage, fighting with these little ghosts, blocking twice, and then waiting for an opportunity to attack, the trident was originally a mortal weapon, but after being used many times by the White Crane Boy, it had already been stained with the aura of the yin god.
"Ah."
"Ah!"
There were bursts of screams, and the little ghosts were pierced by the trident, fell to the ground and struggled, and began to turn into black ash.
Unfortunately, the villagers in the nearby houses are still in the stage of marching here with benches, and no one in the audience appreciates it.
Otherwise, just this extremely wonderful martial arts show can make people applaud, and it is worth tonight.
Moreover, such a drama is really hard to see on weekdays.
The Tang King in the children's play, the white crane boy in Shuri.
Comparable to the new era, Guan Gong vs. Qin Qiong.
Seeing that these little ghosts couldn't take down Lin Shuyou, King Tang finally couldn't hold back, pulled out the sword from his waist, and stabbed Lin Shuyou.
What Lin Shuyou was waiting for was this opportunity.
This evil spirit of singing on stage is not very powerful, but Brother Xiaoyuan said that to ensure that it is done cleanly, you must not only defeat it, but also kill it completely.
I was afraid that it would turn its head and it wouldn't be easy to chase, so Lin Shuyou didn't get up.
At this moment, King Tang took the initiative to attack, and Lin Shuyou first set up the opponent's sword with a trident.
After a short stalemate, King Tang began to suppress Lin Shuyou downwards, and the weapons of both sides continued to shift to Ah You's side, and Ah You himself was even more oppressed to kneel on one knee.
At this moment, Lin Shuyou's eyes widened, and his vertical pupils opened!
The momentum around his body suddenly changed, and the white crane boy descended.
After all, they were once ghost king-level beings, but they were recruited by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.
King Tang was shocked, lost his sword, and was about to run away.
How could the white crane boy let it get his wish, stretched out one arm, directly pierced the Tang king's chest, and then recovered it backwards, forcibly pulling the Tang king back in front of him.
The palm flipped, the technique was released, and the white rope phantom bound King Tang's whole body, no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break free, and he couldn't use the method to escape.
The white crane boy held a trident in his other hand and stabbed King Tang into the head.
"Ah!!"
King Tang screamed, and the black mist on his body boiled.
The white crane boy's vertical pupils revealed a touch of comfort and excitement.
Ever since I, a maid, followed the boy down the river, I have faced strong enemies almost every time I came, and around the boy, there are often terrifying guys who even he can't look directly at.
Finally, there was a normal little crush that could be easily crushed and crushed by oneself.
After doing this difficult job for a long time, I suddenly encountered a low-difficulty one, which was really enjoyable for children.
King Tang's screams continued to spread outward along the loudspeaker above the stage.
"Bang!"
The loudspeaker couldn't support it, and it turned into a cracked electronic sound that spread around.
The surrounding residents holding benches in their hands regained their clarity one by one, as if they had been distracted and had a dream.
The White Crane Boy trident stirred up, and King Tang's head shattered.
Costumes fall and the stage disappears.
The original place is still the same farmland.
In front of him, there was a mouse as big as a cat, the mouse's head had been shattered, and the trident stood at that end.
In addition, there was a broken horn and two or three old costumes next to the mouse.
The white crane boy pulled out the trident, raised his foot, and stepped on the mouse's corpse.
"Squeak!"
The headless mouse corpse can still scream.
This guy actually wanted to use fake death to escape, but how could this trick hide the boy's vertical pupils.
In his final scream, the boy raised his neck and looked at himself in enjoyment.
This voice is the real good singing voice.
"Bang!"
In the end, the mouse's body completely exploded.
The boy lowered his head and glanced at it, still unsatisfied.
In contrast, this time it was not a river walk, and it was still this kind of unpopular character who was cleaned up, so the merit was not high.
However, after the boy raised his head to look at the air, he discovered another new atmosphere, or trend.
The young man wanted to set up a dojo here and erect a court.
Folk inheritance has a strong regional character, each region has its own traditional characteristics, everyone has their own territory, and the gods also have their own incense range.
The boy began to think in his heart: It would be great if a temple for the head of officials could be built here.
But soon, this idea was abandoned by the boy.
First, He did not dare to say this to the young man.
second, even if you set up a temple for officials and generals and invite all of them over, you will still be at the bottom.
Suddenly, another thought arose in the boy's heart.
If you don't establish a temple for the head of the officials, can you be independent in that young man's ashram?
I would rather be a chicken head than a phoenix tail.
It's a big deal, come out and do it alone!
The vertical pupil disappeared, and the boy left.
Lin Shuyou stood in place, as a possessed child boy, he could "hear" what the boy thought before, or in other words, this was what the boy had deliberately told him in this way.
"This ......"
Lin Shuyou didn't know what to say for a while.
The next time I go back, how should I tell my grandfather and Master?
Could it be that I told them directly,
White Crane Boy wants to change jobs?
……
"Wow! Wow! Wow!"
Late at night, in the bathroom on each floor of this high school teaching building, all the faucets are turned on by themselves.
Yin Meng was sitting on the rooftop, holding a pack of salt and pepper peanuts in her hand, and was throwing them into her mouth one by one.
Uncle Li would take the initiative to buy a lot of snacks for Brother Xiaoyuan, but Brother Xiaoyuan usually didn't eat them.
Runsheng and Tan Wenbin don't usually have the habit of eating snacks.
Afraid of expiration, these ended up in Yin Meng's mouth.
In the store of Haihe University before, her mouth was never idle.
As a result, Lu Yi, in order to report the bill, had to allocate an additional part in advance every time he purchased goods to act as a cute snack loss.
As a Sichuan-Chongqing person, the love for life is engraved in my bones, and while I can endure hardships, I am also more willing to eat.
In most construction site factories, when eating after get off work, the best food is often from Sichuan and Chongqing.
Therefore, after Yin Meng came to Nantong, she always felt that life here was not very interesting, stereotypical and not lively.
After nightfall, in addition to schools and factories, the lights are still on, and it is difficult for you to find a large-scale supper street in the city.
Therefore, if you suppress it for a long time, it will also cause problems.
It was eleven o'clock at night, and the students had just left the teaching building for self-study in the evening, and all the lights and street lights in the classroom were turned off, falling into desertion.
And the dirty things can't wait to start absorbing this fresh grievance.
Not long ago, there should have been a few jumps, which made the feng shui pattern here very tense and weird.
Hurry up, hurry up.
Yin Meng was a little impatient waiting, because the snacks she brought in her bag were almost finished, so she couldn't use compressed biscuits to make a tooth sacrifice, right?
Finally, in the toilet under him, the light bulb began to flicker and dim, and a dark figure was gradually taking shape.
A male student ran back to the teaching building at this time, holding a love letter in his arms, planning to stuff it into the desk of his favorite female classmate while no one was there at this moment.
No matter how oppressive the teaching atmosphere is, it is difficult to completely suppress the youthful restless heart.
After stuffing the love letter, the male student is going to stop by the toilet for convenience.
As soon as he approached the toilet, he saw a wet figure wearing a school uniform walking out of the toilet, looking at him with a fierce smile.
"Come down with me...... Come down and accompany me...... Come down and accompany me......"
"Ah!!"
The male student screamed in fright, then straightened up, fell to the ground with a "pop", and fainted.
"Poof......"
Yin Meng couldn't help but spit out the peanuts in her mouth.
You will shout and shout again, or run or run away, and you will be frightened and faint as soon as you see your face.
But no matter what, she couldn't watch the boy become the first sacrifice of the resentful ghost.
Brother Xiaoyuan calculated the coordinate location early, just so that these evil spirits would not have time to do a single evil.
The leather whip was thrown out, and the figure hung down, and then the leather whip was pulled out and tied up again, and Yin Meng landed in front of the male classmate in an extremely dexterous way.
After experiencing two serious poisonings without dying, there was no change in her physical strength, but she made extremely clear progress in her agility and lightness.
The resentful ghost in the school uniform saw Yin Meng, raised his hands, and moved towards her.
The ghost's feet did not move, but liquid kept flowing from its body, as if it was sliding.
"You are out, I've been waiting for you for a long time."
Yin Meng raised her hand, imitating Brother Xiaoyuan's habit, and snapped her fingers.
"Snap!"
No reaction.
snapped his fingers again, but still didn't respond.
Yin Meng frowned, she was very unhappy.
The resentful ghost continued to approach, less than three meters away from Yin Meng, who had already felt the cold air.
Yin Meng gave up snapping her fingers, looked up, and looked above the corridor.
The resentful ghost continued to move forward, without looking, it could feel that there was no one above.
There is indeed no one, but there is a bug.
Yin Meng shouted: "Poison!"
The Gu worm mouthparts collided rapidly, secreting corrosive toxins, this toxin dose was very small, it had almost no effect.
But it just quickly crawls along the bottles and cans pasted above.
The sealing film was attached to the sealing of the jar, and after the corrosive Gu poison broke it, all the poison cans that had been arranged at the door of the toilet in advance were opened, like a rain curtain, falling on the ghosts below.
In an instant, a piercing scream came out.
The resentful ghost raised his arms, extremely painful, and pustules kept bulging up on his body, and the pustules burst on their own after a certain size.
Originally, its image was very terrifying, but anyway, once the school uniform was worn, at least it looked human, and now it has completely become a mass of sarcoma.
Yin Meng pulled the fainting male student away and went to the corner.
The Gu worms crawled quickly along the top, followed and spread their tentacles, falling to Yin Meng's shoulders below.
"Snap!"
The sarcoma exploded, splattering out a large puddle of pus.
Seeing that the reaction was almost over, Yin Meng came out, took out a can of highly toxic and highly volatile venom, and sprinkled it around.
Fight poison with poison, completely neutralize and react the remaining toxins here.
After doing this, Yin Meng clapped her hands.
I looked up again and looked at the densely packed small jars attached to it.
She wondered, is there a way to bring together a large number of different toxins and ensure their stable state?
If you can do it, you can greatly improve the utilization rate of your backpack when you go out in the future, and at least you can pack a lot more snacks.
It's worth a try.
But Yin Meng suspected that they might not agree to experiment with this at home.
……
fell dead and crawled out of the well.
This is a dead woman, with clothes from the Republic of China period remaining on her body, like a cheongsam.
This well is located inside a nursing home, and there are many elderly people living in the surrounding rooms.
The level of evil spirits is different, and the target of the mutilation they choose is also different.
The old man's blood and vitality are far inferior to that of young people, but it is a normal thing for people to die one after another in nursing homes.
She can flow for a long time without disturbing the upper part of the darkness too much.
She continued to move forward, leaving wet and sticky footprints behind her.
His gaze was constantly hesitating, looking for tonight's goal.
"Ahem...... Ahem ......"
In a room on the second floor, an old man started coughing.
She walked up the stairs and prepared to go upstairs, thinking it was an echo of the meal.
Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of her.
Young, strong, full of blood!
Her eyes showed greed, and her original plan directly failed in the face of strong seduction.
She wants him, she wants to suck it dry!
She pounced.
Rushing with her was her shadow.
Her shadow took a step ahead and controlled the man, she opened her mouth and went straight to the man's chest.
At this time, she was already looking forward to the feeling of blood heat in her throat.
But at this moment, the man stretched out his hand and grabbed her throat.
There was surprise in her eyes, why, why can't her shadow restrain him!
Runsheng lifted her up and observed her carefully.
This kind of death, when I dealt with it with my grandfather, it would be very tricky and troublesome, and I had to risk going and not returning.
But now, looking at her is like looking at a worn-out doll.
Almost instinctively, Runsheng stuck out his tongue and licked his lips.
Acting alone, Xiaoyuan and Mengmeng were not around.
He doesn't have to hide his innermost desires.
What Xiao Yuan helped him suppress was the evil energy in his body, but this energy came from his soul and could not be stripped away.
When he eats, he still needs some incense.
If only Dundun could eat her.
The woman's face was filled with horror, because she felt that when she took him as food, he also treated himself as food.
Runsheng lifted her back to the well without rushing to speak.
Because Xiaoyuan drew two circles on his map.
The woman kept struggling, trying to break free, but Runsheng's hand was like fine iron tongs, holding it tightly.
Seeing that the other end was dead and had not yet come out, Runsheng had to turn around and leave his back to the wellhead.
At this time, a new figure peeked out from the wellhead, a man in a brown suit, but like a woman, the clothes on his body were already tattered.
The man opened his mouth and rushed towards Runsheng's back.
Runsheng's back valve opened, making it impossible for the man to approach.
The next moment, Runsheng pulled out the Yellow River shovel he had just polished in the morning, and with a horizontal cut, the man's head broke off his neck and rolled to the ground.
"Click!"
Immediately afterwards, Runsheng pinched the woman's neck.
The two ends of the dead began to dissipate, and after a while, they turned into a puddle of liquid.
Runsheng swallowed his saliva, walked up to the two corpses, and squatted down.
At this time, you have to take advantage of the coolness.
Runsheng lowered his head and opened his mouth, but just as he was about to bite, a strong sense of repulsion came from the bottom of his heart.
"What's going on......"
Runsheng couldn't understand.
He lowered his head again, wanting to open his mouth, in the past, at this moment, he would feel extremely satisfied and happy, but the result of doing it again was still extremely strong nausea.
It's like when you usually eat, you don't have any fragrance, you are obviously very hungry and want to eat, but just as you put it in your mouth, you will be extremely repulsed.
Runsheng had no choice but to drag the two dissolving dead bodies upside down, leave the nursing home, find a desolate location, and throw them in.
The two of them continued to dissolve, and the rising black gas, in the past, was the hot aroma of rice and meat.
Runsheng could still feel hungry, but he still wanted to eat.
He decided to try again, squatted down, leaned over, and opened his mouth.
No, still no!
Runsheng stood up, and under his eyes, a faint scarlet color appeared.
According to some of the situations that Xiaoyuan told himself, coupled with his previous attempts, Runsheng finally decided on one thing.
That is, he still wanted to eat dirty meat, and this desire was not only suppressed by the evil spirits in his body, but also became stronger because of it.
However, he couldn't eat ordinary death.
He blames himself very much and feels guilty, and there is a kind of evaluation, which is a heinous sin for children with poor family conditions since childhood.
That is,
He was tricky.
……
"Jingle bell!"
The phone in Tan Yunlong's office rang, and he reached out to answer it.
"Hey, I'm Tan Yunlong."
"Dad, I knew you were still in the office."
"Stinky boy."
Tan Yunlong heard his son's voice.
"Dad, it's not me who said, what time is it now, are you still working and not going home?"
"The sun is coming out in the west, why did you call me to rest?"
"I mean, you are so busy with work and not at home, if my mother divorces you because of this, I will be embarrassed to stand on your side and speak for you."
Tan Yunlong's fingers were wrapped around the phone wire, how he hoped that this thread would be wrapped around the neck of the person on the other end of the phone at this time.
Unfortunately, it was difficult for him to see his son now.
In the past, when he was not working, he would take time to go to school to see his son, and if he hadn't seen him for a while, he would indeed think.
However, after my son's death, he did not go back to school.
If you are playing and abandoning your studies, then that's fine, there is just a suitable reason to untie the belt around your waist.
But he went to school to ask that his son had complete procedures, and this was an early internship.
The construction of the motherland is in full swing, do even freshmen have to participate in the work so quickly?
However, as an old criminal detective and a member of the unit for half his life, he can see from these procedures that his son has got a good opportunity that is difficult for others to imagine.
If you also graduate, you have four years more work experience than others, and you are following a well-known teacher in the industry.
Anyway, no matter what his father and father-in-law think, Tan Yunlong has already put down the idea of letting his son take the police exam after graduation.
Because, even if he was extremely selfish, it would never be possible to pave the way for his son to such an extent.
"Dad, seriously, you have to take care of my mother, it's really not easy for my mother to stand up for you all these years."
"I haven't seen you take the time to spend more time with your partner."
"It's not that I can't help it, I've inherited your bad habits, and I'm still blaming you."
"If you have a fart, let it go."
"I want to report a case."
Tan Yunlong let go of his hand pulling the thread, sat upright, and said seriously: "Say, what's the matter?"
"Let me tell you first, see how to do it."
Tan Wenbin told me about the Wu family.
Tan Yunlong lit a cigarette, fell silent, and said after a while: "If this case is true, it will be difficult to handle."
"I know."
Tan Wenbin on the other end of the phone, his tone was very calm, of course he knew that this case was not easy to handle, but the necessary process must still have to be done.
"I will call my former colleagues and ask them to investigate."
"Okay."
"Is there anything else?"
"No."
"You are so late, why haven't you rested?" Tan Yunlong heard the sound of a car horn outside, "Is it outside?"
"No, Hong Kong movies are playing on TV."
"People in Hong Kong films say south call?"
"Nantong dialect dubbed version."
"You ......."
"Dad, it's almost full minutes, I'm hanging up."
"Beep ......."
Tan Yunlong pressed the phone and dialed again.
Tan Wenbin asked the canteen owner for a bottle of drink and paid the bill.
Then, with a drink, I walked to the side of the road and stopped a taxi that happened to pass by.
The taxi ran a red light for "passengers", but there was no one sitting inside.
The driver slowed down, pulled over, rolled down the window, and asked, "Where are you going?"
Tan Wenbin said the destination.
"Get in the car, my family happens to live there."
"Isn't this a coincidence, hehe?"
"Special love for special you, my loneliness can't escape your eyes!"
In the passenger seat of the taxi, Tan Wenbin hummed along with the music on the car radio.
His investment drove the driver who was driving and sang with him.
The distance was a bit far, and after the two finished singing, the driver also handed his water glass to Tan Wenbin, and the two chatted.
The destination is by the river.
When he was about to arrive at the place, the driver spoke:
"I have pulled a person here several times before, and I am curious, there is no shop in front of the village or behind here, why does that young man always like to come to this place?"
Tan Wenbin looked at the map, then looked at the river under the night outside the window, and said with a smile:
"Maybe I'm here to jump into the river."
"Haha, even if he jumps into the river, how can he jump so many times at once, how many lives does he have enough to jump?"
"Who knows, today's young people have special interests and hobbies, and I don't understand."
"I think you are quite young, aren't you normal?"
"Really? Hehe."
"It's here."
"Hmm."
Tan Wenbin took out the money and handed it to the driver.
The driver asked while changing change: "Are you going to leave later?"
"Why, do you mean you want to stay and wait for me?"
"It's not easy to take a taxi here."
"Aren't you in a hurry to go home?"
"It's time to go back from get off work, but my wife and children must have gone to bed long ago. In the past, my mother would turn on the lights at home and wait for me to come back from get off work, and she would leave me food.
I told her not to wait for me to go to bed early, she said she was worried that my sports car would not be safe at night, and if I didn't come back, she wouldn't be able to sleep."
Tan Wenbin turned around, glanced at the back seat, and said, "Auntie is gone."
"Well, how do you know?"
"You said before."
"I just left a while ago, cerebral infarction, and I walked in a dream, and I didn't suffer anything. Tomorrow happens to be her May Seventh.
I won't get out of the car tomorrow, if you don't delay for too long, I'll wait for you here, send you back and chat with you, it's quite relaxing."
"Do you want to talk to Auntie?"
"What?"
Tan Wenbin took out a heart clearing talisman and pasted it on the driver's head.
The driver was originally puzzled, but as soon as the talisman paper was pasted, the whole person became quiet and his eyelids became heavier and heavier.
He had already accumulated a day's fatigue, but now he calmed down and what he wanted to do most was sleep.
Tan Wenbin reached out and grabbed the driver's wrist and began to walk in the shade.
The driver opened his eyes in a daze, as if he was dreaming, and he felt that he was dreaming.
Tan Wenbin motioned for him to look back, and the driver turned his head and saw his mother sitting in the back seat.
His mother sat in the back, worried about her son.
This is not a ghost, nor does it hold a grudge, but an obsession formed by the bond of longing, which will not harm people.
Tan Wenbin said: "Let's talk, I'll give you a chance to see you again, for his good, don't continue to follow the car, it's not good for him."
The old woman nodded at Tan Wenbin and cast a grateful gaze.
"Mom......"
Tan Wenbin got out of the car and walked to the river alone.
Just now, it was just a small episode, that taxi was not his goal today.
In other words, this kind of normal obsession is not enough for Brother Xiaoyuan to appoint him to solve it.
Many people will dream of their loved ones after their death, but in fact, many times, this is not a dream.
Tan Wenbin plucked out his ears, he felt that since the two godsons were full, he had become very different.
Some things are easier to do than in the past.
After going down the slope, Tan Wenbin continued to walk towards the river.
When assigning tasks, Brother Xiaoyuan emphasized one point, saying that the position assigned to him had the heaviest evil aura and the strongest compass induction.
The other partners obviously showed incomprehension on their faces, everyone admitted that Tan Wenbin could play a role in the team, but in terms of individual strength, the most powerful evil spirit should be left to Runsheng to solve, at least it has to be Lin Shuyou.
It's not that Tan Wenbin's ghost control technique is not strong, and Tan Wenbin after sleeping, the effect of ghost control will only be more powerful, but he has to pay the price of losing his yang life.
Tan Wenbin took the map, glanced at it, and said with a smile: "Small problem, sprinkle water."
When I walked to the river, I heard the sound of the river crashing on the shore all around.
That's right, it's this location.
I looked at my watch and it was almost time.
Tan Wenbin stood by the river and waited patiently.
Not long after, on the river in the distance, a red dress floated over.
Under normal circumstances, the evil spirits in red clothes are often more vicious.
And when you look at her, there is a feeling that your gaze is also distorted, and you will feel dizzy and uncomfortable in your head.
However, instead of taking his eyes off, Tan Wenbin continued to stare at her, with a smile on his face.
In my ears, there were gusts of cold wind calls.
"Huh~~~"
Tan Wenbin whistled frivolously.
On the river, the red clothes stood up, she felt the provocation from Tan Wenbin, and she was angry.
That strong resentment is like substance.
Brother Xiaoyuan is right, this is indeed a big evil spirit.
Even if Runsheng or Ah You came over and wanted to deal with her alone, it would be difficult and dangerous.
Because of this kind of evil spirit, the methods are very rich, and there is a high probability that she will not choose to fight you in close combat.
In Tan Wenbin's ears, a woman's whisper had already appeared.
Thanks to the fact that he still has two godsons by his side, otherwise he would probably have gone crazy now.
But Rao was like this, and he still felt an extremely strong headache, as if his brain was about to tear apart.
This hasn't been a fight yet, but looking at each other from such a distance, if he doesn't use ghost fighting techniques again, he will almost be unable to resist.
Tan Wenbin took out a cigarette box and took out one and held one in his mouth.
I tried to rub the lighter a few times, but the flames were quickly extinguished by the river breeze.
Tan Wenbin simply took out a piece of yellow paper, folded it into a concave shape, and then put the lighter inside and rubbed it.
Holding the burning yellow paper in his hand, he brought it to his mouth, and with this fire, he finally successfully lit the smoke in his mouth.
The figure of the red clothes flickered and darkened on the river, and every time it was bright, it greatly shortened the distance between her and Tan Wenbin, bringing even more terrifying pressure.
Tan Wenbin spat out the smoke ring, threw the half-burned yellow paper onto the river in front of him, and then carried it behind him with one hand.
Said loudly:
"By the order of my Dragon King, Baijiazhen listened to the announcement: suppress evil spirits!"
(End of this chapter)