My view on the recent development strategy of ghost hunting and exorcism work

The strong smell of incense drifted closer with the wind, and a thin figure came out from the corner of the raised mourning streamer. His black and white eyes slowly looked at everyone, and calmly reiterated: "It's me."

"Shakuhachi?" The woman's eyes were cold.

Can this count as a personal name?Guan Qing had a wonderful premonition that many doors to new worlds would open before him tonight...

"I think the relationship between this family is not simple." Pang Long read the gossip with a high degree of professionalism, and analyzed it rigorously with Guan Qing, "Look at the eyes of that beauty, it's as if the main house is looking at the mistress. If it weren't for us, Probably a slap on the face. I heard that the protagonists of this funeral are all in their eighties or nineties..."

Guan Qing covered her mouth with the note paper: "Brother Pang."

"Ok?"

"Captain Sun is staring at us with fierce eyes!"

"..."

Lao Sun gave them a warning look without showing any signs, and asked Qin Jian, "Who is this?"

"He is the only 'apprentice' of the temple master. He grew up beside the temple master. His nickname is Shakuhachi." From now on, Qin Jian has acted like an outsider. It wasn't until the boy's appearance finally made a subtle change in his expression, "Shakuhachi, you will be punished by the public security administration for reporting false police reports and wasting police resources, you know?"

Shakuhachi looked at Qin Jian steadily, seeing Qin Jian's frown deepened, and then he looked away and said lightly: "I didn't call the false police, the master was murdered to death."

Guan Qing found that the boy's eyes were very big, especially a pair of dark pupils, the whites of which were squeezed to the very last, filled with an inorganic coldness.Just looking at each other for a short moment made the back of his neck feel cold.

"Shakuhachi! The master of the temple is no longer here! No one is backing you up!" The woman couldn't bear it anymore and went into a rage, "Dingkun Temple continues to take you in, it's the utmost kindness, if you don't repay your favor, don't be ungrateful at this juncture, can you stir up the muddy water?! Her chest was heaving violently, tears were seeping in her red eyes, and she almost begged, "His body is gone, can't we find his body first and let him rest in peace?"

"No." Shakuhachi stubbornly refused, "Even if the body of the temple master is recovered, the cause of his death is unknown and he will not be able to rest in peace. What's more," he showed a sad expression on his flat to numb face, "the temple master himself said that he was Victim."

As soon as these words were spoken, the scene was filled with silence.

There was a clear sullen look on Lao Sun's face, obviously this trip was probably a waste of time, and he was being played like a monkey.

Pang Long clicked his tongue, and pressed Guan Qing in a low voice: "I don't think this matter can be done well, I have to hide from the old grandson later, and don't let him vent his anger."

When he saw that Guan Qing was thinking seriously, he was immediately stunned: "No way, brother, you still take that brat's words seriously? Everyone is dead, brother."

"Don't call me old brother, brother, okay?" Guan Qing, whose thoughts were disturbed, looked at him dissatisfied, "Shouting like social elements, we are the police, the people's guards!"

One brother at a time, almost made him conditioned to blurt out: "It's a brother who is going to play XX Blue Moon. You start with a knife, and all your equipment depends on picking up..."

Pang Long pondered for a while, and changed his words in a polite manner: "Well, dear, is this okay dear? If you are satisfied, please give me a good review."

"..." Guan Qing wanted to ask, dear, does the director know that you are so naughty, dear?

"Brother, to be honest, we are redundant here." Pang Longpi didn't move. "The body is missing. Whether it died a natural death or was murdered depends on the boy's mouth. Tsk tsk, mess, it's too messy."

"Shakuhachi, what did the temple master tell you?" Qin Jian was so calm that people had to look at him differently. In the eyes of everyone, he actually meant to be serious. "If he was killed by someone else, then Who killed him?"

Before Shakuhachi could speak, Lao Sun, who had been watching from the sidelines, had no choice but to intervene in this ridiculous dispute: "Shakuhachi, come here. You promise that you are not lying, right?"

Shakuhachi nodded without any hesitation.

"Okay, Xiaoguan, come on, let him make a simple record first." Lao Sun pointed Guan Qing over, turned around and looked around at Qin Jian and the others, "As for the others, are all the relatives of the deceased here?" He looked at Qiang Qiang The woman who restrained her emotions, "By the way, speaking of now, who are you from the dead?"

"Thank you." The woman glanced at Shakuhachi coldly, her voice was as hoarse as frosted paper on glass, "Our Lord has no relatives alive, as for us," she pressed down the black veil on her hat , "We are all his subordinates."

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Shakuhachi's transcript was very simple, because no matter how much Guan Qing questioned him, he only had one sentence - "The temple master was killed by someone."

As for who and how, the handsome and thin young man remained silent, sitting there motionless, staring straight at Guan Qing.

Lao Sun and Pang Long questioned the people related to the deceased one by one over there. Judging by the posture, they would not be able to ask why for a while.

He suddenly found something strange. When he didn't notice the many figures standing among the mourning banners, there were only a few left. So many people, they all left without a sound?

"What are you looking at?" the silent Shakuhachi asked suddenly.

Guan Qing said, "Look at the people."

"No one." Shakuhachi opened his eyes that were too dark, and said something inexplicable.

Guan Qing was silent for a while, and said, "My idols are Uncle Ma and Uncle En."

Shakuhachi asked seriously, "Who are Uncle Ma and Uncle En?"

"Two great materialists!" Guan Qing puffed out his chest, feeling that the red scarf on his chest became more colorful, and said firmly, "I am an atheist."

Shakuhachi: "..."

After staring at each other silently for 2 minutes, Guan Qing said, "Your eyes are really big."

Shakuhachi: "...Thank you."

"I'm not complimenting you," Guan Qing said quietly, "It's you who stared me in a panic."

"..." Shakuhachi lowered his long eyelashes silently, looking a little aggrieved.

Guan Qing couldn't bear it, and changed the subject: "Are you the disciple of the Master?"

"Ah."

"Your watch master is very powerful?"

"Ah."

"How awesome?"

Shakuhachi finally raised his thick eyelashes like a small fan again, and said softly: "Guanzhu knows the past and the present, knows the sky and observes fate, and can... change fate against the sky."

"Niu bai niu bai!" Guan Qing exclaimed.

Shakuhachi looked at him awkwardly: "Aren't you an atheist, don't you believe in these?"

Guan Qing: "I mean to agree, but don't take it seriously."

"..." Shakuhachi looked like he was about to cry.

"Do you get along well?" Pang Long asked what he was talking about now, his mouth was dry, and while the old grandson was not paying attention, he strolled over to catch his breath.He glanced at Shakuhachi, and pulled Guan Qing aside: "This kid is weird, don't spend too much time talking with him. According to the regulations, we can't have close contact with the person involved, so you should be careful."

Guan Qing defended himself: "Darling, we just talked about his big dark and bright eyes, and bragged about his temple master with Wunao. There is no closeness, dear."

"..." Pang Long's teeth were itchy, and he rubbed his two palms like cattail fans, "Forgive me for being blind, why didn't I see that your mouth is so weak."

Guan Qing covered her mouth in fear, and before Pang Long tore him apart, Shui escaped in the name of pouring water.

……

Most of the people involved in the case were concentrated at Lao Sun's place, and the police officers who reported the "missing body" reported by Qin Jian before also arrived.

Several groups of people gathered together, barely adding a bit of popularity to the empty to silent venue.

Xu Xu's voice floated from afar, and Guan Qing, who was holding hot water, could hear it intermittently——

"When did the body of Guanzhu Nayin be found missing?" The strange voice should be the police officer who just arrived.

"One and a half hours ago, I went to collect his remains." This was Xie Yi speaking.

"All the people attending the funeral are here? Is there any suspicious person coming in and out?"

Xie Yi paused for several seconds and said, "No..."

Guan Qing raised his ears and listened hard, completely oblivious to what was in front of him, and suddenly stepped into a pit, shaking his hand, half of the scalding water splashed on the back of his hand.The pain made his eyes sore, and physiological tears rushed out quickly, and a line of bright red characters on the wall calendar beside the door popped up in his mind unexpectedly-"Ji: Go out, break the ground".

Shouldn't you be going out today?

"What time is it, lad?"

Guan Qing's heart trembled, and he almost spilled the remaining half glass of water on his hands.

The black top hat appeared in front of him at some point, this time it was very close to him, and he could smell the faint scent of incense on the old man's body.

Different from the strong but clear scent of incense on Shakuhachi, the scent of incense on the old man's body is not heavy but it is faintly mixed with a fishy smell.This smell got into Guan Qing's nostrils, making his stomach very uncomfortable. He shook off the water on his hand, walked around the old man without seeing anyone else, and walked straight to Pang Long and the others.

The old man let out a "huh" and followed him relentlessly: "What time is it, young man?"

Guan Qing's footsteps were getting faster and faster, unexpectedly, the old man did not lag behind him by half a step, and was still sticking to his back, asking one after another, "What time is it, young man?"

The voice was getting closer and closer, so close that it was almost close to Guan Qing's ear, and his heavy breath with a fishy smell passed by his ear: "Young man... What time is it? Young people nowadays don't understand manners at all. "

The hairs on the back of Guan Qing's neck stood on end, and he leaped three meters away like a cat with its fur fried: "Damn it! Didn't your old man tell me not to talk to strangers casually!"

"..." The scene was awkward for a while.

The old man looked at Guan Qing for a long while with a bent cane, and suddenly he grinned slowly, revealing a set of neat white teeth that did not match his age at all: "Oh, it's you, young man."

He moved the tip of his nose, as if he smelled something in the air, and licked his lower lip: "The familiar smell, although not as good as his mouthful, but something similar is barely enough."

Guan Qing didn't want to guess which mouthful his mouth was, and said tactfully: "Uncle, let me tell you, the worst thing in life is to force yourself, don't force yourself..."

The old man gave him a stiff smile, and slowly took off his top hat: "Don't be afraid, I'm not picky eaters."

Fuck!You say that so I'm fucking scared to pee, okay? !

The stench of the turbulent air was getting heavier and heavier, and Guan Qing's stomach was overwhelmed, but his legs were as heavy as if filled with cement, and he couldn't move an inch.

The moment the black top hat was taken off, Guan Qing could clearly see where his hair should have been, two rows of sharp teeth, and a bright red tongue hanging wetly on his head...

When Guan Qing's death was approaching, he was so blessed that he burst out a sentence: "Two, two women?! No, two men?"

"..."

"Get out!" The suffocating air was suddenly broken by a sharp light.

The author has something to say:

This subject... Well, I wrote it like a wild horse, letting myself go as much as I want... I hope you like our brave, witty and humorous classmate Guan Xiaoqing!He is a ray of sunshine among demons and goblins! (not!)