Bend that ghost

Wen Zhijiang put the copper money into his coat pocket, put his palm on Lu Li's shoulder, and slowly moved his head close to his lips to lightly touch Lu Li's bloodless lips due to the severe pain, and slowly poured Yin Qi into his mouth.The wound on Lu Li's abdomen slowly healed, and then only a scar remained.

After Lu Li's breathing stabilized, Wen Zhijiang forced himself back from his tiredness, pursed his lips, and while helping Lu Li put his clothes back together, he said softly, "Is it better?"

Lu Li looked at Wen Zhijiang's pale face with some distress, stretched out his hand to touch his ear, then lightly stroked his cheek, rubbed his fingertips against the cold skin, and nodded slightly: "Don't worry, it's fine."

The two stood up, but they saw Qiao Mu was raising his hand to touch the corner of his eye, the eyes of the three collided, Qiao Mu pulled his lips, showing a smile uglier than crying, turned around hastily and said: "Let's go back first Bar."

Wen Zhijiang and Lu Li looked at each other, seeing the look in each other's eyes, they couldn't help but sigh.

They couldn't remain indifferent to Jian Shaobai's death.

Along the way, Lu Li briefly told Wen Zhijiang what happened. They found Jian Shaobai's body hanging from a tree branch in the wild, as if hanging from the tree with red silk around his neck.

After they found Jian Shaobai, they wanted to summon the soul, but it was fruitless. Lu Li originally wanted to ask the ghost messenger to investigate first, but Chu Yan and others insisted on using secret methods to find the murderer.

If the ghost messenger had arrested the soul of the young leader of Maoshan, he would not have taken him back to the underworld directly, so Lu Li agreed, but when he identified the murderer, Jian Shaobai pointed his finger at Lu Li.

Even Lu Li himself couldn't figure out why this happened. It would be fine if he explained that Jian Shaobai was pointing in that direction, but when Lu Li moved, Jian Shaobai's finger followed him, as if he had identified him.

It was precisely because of this that Lu Li's murder charge was confirmed.

Wen Zhijiang also felt quite a headache after hearing this. Although the Maoshan secret method is rarely used, it is generally infallible.But why did Jian Shaobai chase after Lu Lizhi?

When they returned to Jiang's villa, the villa was already covered by a huge formation. Wen Zhijiang waved his hand, and the formation immediately made way for three people to sit in the living room of the villa.The Jiang brothers sat together, and the other was Gu Xiu in a special police suit.

Seeing Wen Zhijiang coming back, Gu Xiu asked, "Where did you go, Zhijiang? What happened?"

Wen Zhijiang was taken aback. He patronized Lu Li but forgot about Gu Xiu. This guy was always watching him. When he left, Gu Xiu seemed to be resting. He said casually, "I was in a hurry to go out and I didn't have time to tell you. Sorry."

"Oh, it's okay." Gu Xiu smiled brightly, like a big boy.

Lu Li narrowed his eyes slightly. This kid is really interesting, like a little daughter-in-law who asks why her husband doesn't come home. In order to ensure his status, Lu Li pulled Wen Zhijiang to sit on the sofa and sneered to himself: "I Speaking of young master, he himself was ordered to monitor us, and you don't have to tell him your whereabouts at any time, whether he can monitor you depends on his ability."

Lu Li, who had always been a positive person, had just narrowly escaped death, and the dirty water on his body hadn't been washed, so he started to fight for power and jealousy.

Wen Zhijiang glanced sideways at Lu Li helplessly. He was still in the mood for jealousy at this moment. He rubbed his left index finger with his right hand, rubbed it again and again, and said slowly: "Jian Shaobai's matter is more important, we have to find a way to find Jian Shaobai. Bai's soul."

When this matter was mentioned, Lu Li and Qiao Mu were silent for a while.

No one thought that the innocent and kind child would just disappear and be hung on a tree with red silk.

The red silk locks the throat, the resentment is condensed, and there is no peace after death. I really don't know who would do this cruelty to a 14-year-old boy.

After a long while, Qiao Mu said, "We tried, but we still couldn't find Xiaobai's soul, and his corpse once again regarded Lu Li as an enemy. I'm afraid that even if we identify him again, the result will not change."

Wen Zhijiang is also aware of this, since Jian Shaobai has already regarded Lu Li as an enemy, no matter how many times he identifies him, the result may not change.

A dead body identifies the murderer only if he knows the real murderer. People who die violently, especially those who are killed, will be extremely sensitive to the breath of their enemies after death, because in the world of ghosts, the breath of every ghost is different.

So using this method to identify the murderer is also the most reliable method.

But he didn't expect that something went wrong when he came to them. The Lu Li identified by Jian Shaobai was really innocent.

From the three people's conversation, the Jiang brothers and Gu Xiu probably understood the cause and effect, Jiang Cheng frowned a little unacceptably and said: "...Wait a minute, what are you talking about? What happened to Jian Shaobai? "

It was dead silence again.

"He's dead." Lu Kai broke the silence, "Jian Shaobai's body was found not long ago. It was hung on a tree with red silk, and his soul disappeared."

After speaking, Lu Li paused, pointed at the tip of his nose, and sneered, "When I asked him to identify the murderer with a secret method, he pointed at me."

"This...how is it possible..." Jiang Cheng said shyly, he had only spent a short time with Jian Shaobai, but that handsome and fair Taoist leader was a good man and a child, how could someone attack a child?

Gu Xiu, who had been silent all the time, analyzed: "Even if Jian Shaobai pointed at Lu Li, he may not be the murderer. After all, Jian Shaobai's soul is not there, and the corpse can't think. He just points at whoever feels like him. It's just that Lu Li's aura is somewhat similar to that of the murderer, or the murderer did something to mislead Jian Shaobai's body, it's all possible."

"That's right." Lu Li rarely agreed with Gu Xiu's point of view. He found that the spirit policeman wasn't that annoying sometimes, but Chu Yan couldn't be explained at all, and he did it without any explanation. His expression turned a little cold. Said: "The problem is that this old thing Chuyan is too hot-tempered, and those little bastards are young and inexperienced. When they saw Jian Shaobai pointing at me, they regarded me as a murderer. They did it without saying a word. It's really fucking useless at such an old age." alive."

Speaking of Chuyan, Lu Li was full of resentment. He had heard that this bastard dug Wen's ancestral grave. If the young master hadn't left the customs in time, he didn't know what the old guy would be.

"So we have to find the real culprit." Qiao Mu took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took out a lit one, held it between his fingers, and the smoke was lingering. He said in a hoarse voice, "Maybe Xiaobai's soul is feeling sorry for the murderer." In any case, we have to find that bastard."

It's hard for Lu Li to be like an old friend. Qiao Mu has always been a man who doesn't care about his own affairs. He talks a lot, and it's rare for him to decide what to do.

But now we don't know who the murderer is, so Qiao Mu wants to get involved in this muddy water. It seems that the exorcist, who has always kept a low profile, is not willing to keep a low profile this time either.

The industry of exorcising corpses has gradually declined. After all, no one needs to send corpses back to their hometowns anymore. They may disappear quietly in the years like many Taoist schools, but they are still imprinted in a period of history like cinnabar moles. among.

"Yes, the murderer killed Jian Shaobai and blamed me, we will not let him go." Lu Li said, and he whispered again: "I never thought that you would take the initiative to take this muddy water."

Qiao Mu laughed hoarsely, took a puff of the cigarette in his mouth, and then spit out a few smoke rings, and said harshly: "We in Xiangxi are experts in dealing with corpses. What is Maoshan? Isn't there a saying in forensic medicine?" Well, let the dead speak, they can, and so can I, since we will re-identify the murderer tomorrow, we will definitely see Xiaobai's body."

He took down the cigarette and held it in his hand, squeezed it tightly, and said word by word: "I must have found something from Xiaobai's body."

Qiao Mu is naturally better at dealing with corpses than anyone else, and Wen Zhijiang has no objection, and sighed: "I hope the real culprit can be found out as soon as possible, and Jian Shaobai should be fair. If his soul is still alive, we can save him." Come back, it’s the best of benevolence.”

Wen Zhijiang's brows were filled with tiredness. It took him a lot of energy to heal Lu Li just now, and after a while, he felt a little dark in front of his eyes.

Lu Li carefully pulled him into his arms, glanced at the quartz clock in the living room, it was already past three o'clock in the morning, then turned his gaze back to look at the crowd, and said, "Okay, you all go back to rest at night."

The implication is that my daughter-in-law is sleepy, so you all go back to sleep quickly.

After everyone left, Qiao Mu still sat there motionless, smoking one cigarette after another, and after a while there was a pile of cigarette butts in the ashtray.

He, Qiao Mu, had no father or mother since he was a child. After being brought back by Mr. Qiao, all he learned was how to deal with corpses.

To be a corpse chaser, you have to have that kind of fate. Only with a hard fate can you bear the breath of corpses. Qiao Mu knows that his fate will bring evil and loneliness, but sometimes he will be a little bit unwilling.

But this is the life and fate of the corpse exorcist.

Jian Shaobai was a kid who stalked him as soon as he met, and then he taught the kid some tricks, and he learned them seriously.

After a long time, Qiao Mu actually knew that it was not Jian Shaobai who was pestering him, but that he was too lonely and needed someone to accompany him. He was lonely and widowed all his life, and his only friend was Lu Li. Trail length of more than a month.

But now, he had to start to adapt to the days when he was so lonely that he could call it dark.

Human beings are born to live in groups. It is fine if we are alone all the time, but once another person appears, we can no longer bear to be alone.

After a while, Qiao Mu got up and walked slowly into Jian Shaobai's room, saw the unfinished talisman on the table, and seemed to see the slender figure sitting here with the painted talisman in his hand and turned his head with a smile Clear and clean.

He stretched out his hand, wanting to take the talisman, but returned to reality the moment he touched it.

There is nothing in front of the empty table.

Qiao Mu stood beside the table and slowly submerged, then picked up his pen, and left a line of himself with a vigorous pen.

—I could have endured the darkness if I had never had the light.