Live ghost hunting: Boss, she raises a ghost king instead

"How many times have I told you that I haven't seen your wife? I haven't!"

"It's been a year. He might have died a long time ago, and his body has rotted into mud!"

From a distance, I could hear the men's rough roars and the women's shrill curses.

The mute man was pushed out by the man. He staggered and fell on the hard concrete road. Also kicked out was his crutch that was broken into two pieces.

The couple spat at the mute in disgust, and then slammed the door shut, leaving the mute alone to cower in place.

"Are you okay?" Jiang Buyan quickly stepped forward and helped the fallen mute up.

At this time, she noticed that there were many new wounds on the mute's face, and his right eye was swollen and bulging. The wounds at the corners of his mouth had been opened countless times. The wounds were like ravines, with dark brown pimples on both sides. of blood scab.

The mute raised his head slowly, and saw that the person supporting him was a new-faced man who looked a little disappointed.

He bowed politely to Jiang Buyan to thank him, and then limped towards the next house.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Jiang Buyan hurriedly said, "Wait a minute, I want to ask you something."

Her words didn't make the mute stop. He seemed not to have heard her and moved forward without looking back. He didn't stop until Jiang Buyan added, "It's about your wife."

The mute turned back, his eyes seemed to have a glimmer of light.

"I would like to ask if your wife is pregnant? What does she look like? What are her characteristics?" Jiang Buyan didn't hide his meaning and asked three questions straightforwardly.

After hearing this, the mute first shook his head to answer the first question, then rubbed his head with both hands, and finally shook his head again.

Jiang Buyan's eyes were dark and he stared at the mute quietly.

Not pregnant? Did you guess wrong? Isn't the childbirth ghost his lost wife? Jiang Buyan shook his head secretly, and then felt a little lucky. Since it was not the birth ghost, it meant that his wife might still be alive.

Seeing that she was silent, the mute whined twice anxiously, calling Jiang Buyan back to his senses.

Jiang Buyan raised his eyes and met his expectant gaze. His heart seemed to be pricked by a needle, and it suddenly hurt.

"Tomorrow, at dawn, I will take you to the police station to report the crime. Maybe the police can find him." This is the best solution Jiang Buyan can think of at the moment. Judging from the mute's appearance, he may not have asked the police for help at all.

As soon as the mute heard the word "police", he seemed to think of something terrible, and he shrank into a ball in fear. His skinny body couldn't stop shaking, and he let out intermittent sobs.

"Are you afraid of the police?" Jiang Buyan asked tentatively, but at this time, the mute was completely shrouded in fear and could not hear her words at all.

Seeing this situation, Jiang Buyan became more and more confused, and her intuition told her that there must be something hidden in this mute.

"Okay, okay, I won't call the police. I'll keep an eye out for you to see if there's anyone who looks like your wife." Jiang Buyan comforted him softly, for fear of scaring him again.

After a few minutes, the mute seemed to have recovered from his fear, gesturing with trembling hands.

But his gestures were too confusing, and he wasn't using sign language. Jiang Buyan couldn't understand what he wanted to say.

"You don't know sign language? Then can you write?"

The mute nodded and shook his head. He was born with a disability and his parents died young. Being helpless and almost overwhelmed by the burden of life, I had no chance to come into contact with sign language, let alone read and practice calligraphy.

For him, living is already very difficult.