my therapist freaked out

help?Ke Fan quickly rubbed his hands wet from washing clothes on his body, and asked Bai Wuchang to sit down.

He has been in awe of ghosts since he was a child, and he is timid.Now I have lived with Jiang Hongyu for a long time, but although my boyfriend is a ghost, he doesn't look like a ghost. He is a real good man who is not deformed, not scary, or scary.

At this time, Jiang Hongyu was not at home, and Bai Wuchang came to him suddenly, which really made him a little scared.

Ke Fan tried his best to build himself up mentally, but he still didn't dare to look at Bai Wuchang's face covered by the white gauze.

Bai Wuchang didn't have the mood to sit down. He was always thoughtful, but he didn't notice Ke Fan's fear.

Hei Wuchang didn't know why he suddenly stopped talking again, and said angrily: "You have to go with us!"

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

Ke Fan looked at the door subconsciously, and looked at the black and white impermanence in embarrassment.

"Why don't you two hide for a while?" Ke Fan said.

After the two ghosts had no choice but to enter the kitchen, Ke Fan went to open the door after hiding himself: "Come here!"

The knocking on the door had become very impatient, louder than before.

Ke Fan unscrewed the door handle and opened the door, but there were two people in police uniforms standing outside.

"Mr. Ke Fan, we found that you may be related to a murder case, please come with us." One of the police officers once came to his house to pass a pot of porridge cooked by Jiang Hongyu.

Ke Fan was shocked and took two steps back.He had never received such an accusation, and if Jiang Hongyu had denied it before knowing the truth, he might have dealt with it confidently.

But not now, Xiao Xi did die because of him.

"You, do you have evidence?" Ke Fan swallowed, and asked forcefully.

"Of course, this is a summons certificate." The tall and thin male police officer took out the certificate, which was stamped with a fresh red seal.

Ke Fan's lips turned pale in an instant, and the slight blush on his face faded away.

The male police officer put away his ID and raised his chin: "I hope you can cooperate and leave with us. Our colleagues will come to search your room later, so please don't move anything in the room."

"Can I have my phone?" Ke Fan asked.

The male police officer shook his head.

"What about the gas? I'm still burning water." He didn't give up, and asked again.

The male police officer signaled his colleague to go to the kitchen to help him turn off the water, and the policeman next to him came out soon after entering: "The gas is not turned on."

The tall and thin male police officer looked at Ke Fan with scrutiny in his eyes. He didn't say anything, and made a "please" gesture to Ke Fan.

Ke Fan had no choice but to follow him out the door.

The black and white Wuchang hanging in the mid-air of Ke Fan's house looked at each other, and Hei Wuchang couldn't bear his temper, and asked, "What should we do? Are we going to violate the rules?"

Bai Wuchang was also at war with heaven and man in his heart just now, he wanted to stun the two policemen and take Ke Fan to the underworld forcibly.

But he quickly changed his mind. He watched Ke Fan being taken away without moving.Now there is only one policeman left in the house to check around and take pictures, Bai Wuchang watched him walking around under his feet, and finally made up his mind.

"Let's go." With a wave of his hand, Bai Wuchang gently tore off Ke Fan's mobile phone pendant, and ordered Hei Wuchang to take him back.

In less than ten minutes, Jiang Hongyu had already wiped out Yan Luo of the fifth hall and the sixth hall.If it was said that the offense of those little devils just annoyed him, the few halls he was facing now piqued his interest.

And this interest is probably the desire to kill.

So he didn't kill those little ghosts just now, but completely smashed their souls when attacking Yan Luo.Several other Yan Luos, who rushed from all levels of hell one after another aggressively, saw his appearance as a god-blocking and killing god, but they didn't dare to step forward.

Not only did he not dare to step forward, but he was also unable to step forward.The sinister wind around Jiang Hongyu was surging, and he couldn't get close to him at all.

They didn't dare to move forward, but it didn't mean that Jiang Hongyu would stay with them.

"Above you, who else is there?" Jiang Hongyu grabbed Yan Luo of the first level of hell. This Yan Luo was in charge of the Naihe Bridge. Usually, the first level of hell was simple and peaceful, and everything was peaceful. He had never seen such a posture.

Because he was the farthest away, Jiang Hongyu just rushed over and caught a glimpse of him.

"I, I..." His throat was tight, and the neck that was pinched by Jiang Hongyu felt severe burning pain, which made his face hideous.

"Don't kill him!" Yan Luo, the main hall on the third floor, has been in office for the longest time among all the Yamas. If you don't tell him what's going on at this time, I'm afraid all eighteen of them will die.

He quickly agreed to answer: "Also, there is also the ghost prince!"

Jiang Hongyu listened, and let go of his right hand.Slowly falling from mid-air.

"Ghost Lord?"

"Yes, under the eighteenth level of hell, we, we can't reach there." The third level Yama said, "We have no grievances or enmity with you, please raise your hand."

Jiang Hongyu was satisfied with his attitude, and he could barely accept the answer: "Take me there."

Yan Luo on the other floors looked at the main hall on the third floor and Yan Luo led Jiang Hongyu to the secluded well in the middle of the hell floors covered by the ancestral hall.

"Just jump down here, and you can reach the depths below the eighteenth level of hell." said the third level Yama.

The others immediately understood what this person meant.Although they seldom meet each other on weekdays, after all, they are old acquaintances for so many years. Whether they are opponents or friends, they are enough to understand each other's intentions in every move.

The other Yamas also surrounded the dry well, their faces still full of fear and respect.

Jiang Hongyu stood at the entrance of the ancestral hall, looking at the wordless plaque on it.

He smiled, and seemed to find this scene very familiar.

"I don't think I need to jump," he said, pointing his right hand deep inside the tightly closed door.

"I let him come up." As soon as the words fell, the ground that had just returned to calm began to shake violently again. The ancestral hall collapsed, and the plaques and the porcelain scale roof fell to the ground and became pieces.

The ghosts couldn't bear such a turbulent aura, and they all hid their faces to avoid it.

Jiang Hongyu's gaze seemed to be able to penetrate that wooden door. Standing in the chaos of the collapse of the sky, he stared at the position of the well inside.

With a sound of "boom", the thousand-year-old temple was also wiped out. When the dust settled, a large coffin stood quietly on the spot, with broken bricks and rubble underneath. I am afraid that all the floors below have become ruins. .

The coffin is painted with gold and painted buildings, which is very luxurious.Each corner is inlaid with strangely colored corals, making it look extremely ominous.

"This is, your prince?" Jiang Hongyu kicked away a broken wooden beam and walked towards the coffin.

The Yan Luos in the main hall did not expect it, and they were all dumbfounded when they saw this earth-shattering scene.

Fortunately, fortunately, I didn't do anything just now.

Just as Jiang Hongyu walked to the coffin and was about to open it, Bai Wuchang hurried over with Hei Wuchang: "Mr. Jiang!"

Jiang Hongyu paused for a moment, then turned around, his eyes had only black pupils, and there were abnormal red trickles all over the surrounding white eyeballs.

But his eyes turned to Bai Wuchang's clenched right hand.

Bai Wuchang calmed down: "Mr. Jiang, Ke Fan was in danger and was taken away by the police."

Jiang Hongyu frowned, he looked at Bai Wuchang, Bai Wuchang only felt a pain in the palm of his hand, and when he checked, the mobile phone chain had already been in the other party's hands.

"I have caused trouble for everyone today." Jiang Hongyu looked at the piggy pendant in his hand, and casually said to others, "I'm in a hurry, I'll ask you guys for the result when I come back."

After speaking, he disappeared in a wisp of smoke.

The surroundings were completely silent, and Yan Luo, who was almost strangled to death by Jiang Hongyu just now, reacted first: "Quick, get someone to help!"

Yan Luo on the third floor just saw the death of Yan Luo in the main hall on the fifth and sixth floors, and he was very depressed, so he ignored him.

"No, didn't you just say that there is still a ghost prince?" Yan Luo asked for the first time.

Yan Luo from the [-]th floor of Hell pointed to the big coffin in the center and said, "The grave of the ghost prince has been dug up, what can I do to help?"

"Then what should we do?" Hei Wuchang had never been with so many high-level ghosts at the same time, so he couldn't help talking.

Bai Wuchang stared straight at the coffin.

"Are you in charge of this person?" Yan Luo on the third floor asked Bai Wuchang.

Bai Wuchang nodded.

Yan Luo on the third floor found it strange that Bai Wuchang belonged to the fifth floor, and he was not familiar with him.

But this white impermanence is not like other impermanence.

Although he lowered his eyebrows and was pleasing to the eye, his face was expressionless.But he was neither humble nor overbearing, and he didn't flinch when facing himself.

"Where's his file?" Yan Luo on the third floor asked.

Bai Wuchang said indifferently: "There is no file."

"Absurd, how can a ghost who was chosen to return to Yang have no dossier?"

Ke Fan was taken to the police station, his feet were shaking when he got out of the car, and he accidentally sprained his ankle.

But he didn't cry out, the severe pain made him wake up from the complete fear for a moment.

Jiang Hongyu didn't tell him how he killed Xiaoxi.He knew that no matter what the police had done, even if they had all-powerful skills, it would be impossible for the police to find out what a ghost had done.

But he met Xiaoxi that night, just in case...

The pain in his right foot became more unbearable as he walked, but Ke Fan didn't even frown.

When he was on the chair, Ke Fan silently stretched out his hands, allowing the police to handcuff him to the chair.

The dazzling light suddenly lit up in front of him, and he held back the tears in his eyes.

The author says:

Brother Jiang in his own territory: smashing and throwing casually VS in Kefan’s territory: a well-behaved and honest baby