Celestial Ghost Master

When Yin Sheng said the word "Zhang Ling", Hu Ye heard a thud behind him.

Turning his head, he saw that classmate Wang Xiaoer had passed out while maintaining a very elegant posture.

In fact, there was even a layer of cold sweat on Hu Ye's forehead, but he was much calmer than Wang Xiaoer, so even though his heart was beating violently, the nerves in his brain were twitching. It was ugly, and he didn't show any other expressions.

Compared to Hu Ye and Wang Xiaoer, Situ Bai seemed much calmer.

He squinted his eyes and looked at the door, but obviously he couldn't see anything, so he had to turn his head to look at Yin Sheng.

"What is she doing here?"

The tone seemed to be just meeting someone who shouldn't be there at the wrong place. Of course, the first half was correct, but the second half was a bit... At least the current Zhang Ling couldn't use "person" as an adjective at all.

"It seems that we won't find the ghost who killed Zhang Ling." Yin Sheng said, "So they are looking for a substitute for the dead ghost."

There is no need for Yin Sheng to explain it for the dead ghost. Ordinary people also know this term, and it is mostly common in supernatural and horror novels.

These scapegoats generally have place restrictions, also known as ground-bound spirits, such as highways where car accidents often occur, rooms where unnatural deaths have occurred, and lakes or ponds where people have drowned.

Wraiths who died in vain cannot leave the yang world because of their deep grievances, but the earth-bound spirits are different. They cannot leave unless they find their own replacements. The former is a voluntary act, and the latter is a forced act.

But generally speaking, the earthbound spirit cannot leave the restricted place.For example, water ghosts cannot go ashore to harm people, and if they do not pass through a problematic highway at a fixed time, there will be no car accidents, etc.

Yin Sheng thought for a while, and he was sure that the female ghost he had seen during the day could not have left this apartment to harm people. Although he didn't know the reason why the female ghost entangled Zhang Ling, if it was the earth-bound spirit causing trouble, plus Zhang Ling's natural expression at that time, it will take at least a month before the accident will really take effect.

But now Zhang Ling not only died outside the apartment, but also died so fast... This is obviously abnormal.

"Zhang Ling."

Yin Sheng planned to talk to the woman in front of him, but he was not a psychic, so he couldn't convey the exact message, which was a bit tricky.

Zhang Ling moved her severed head, and there was a horrible creaking sound from her neck, and she slowly raised it up strangely, revealing a pale face.

Those eyes looked blankly at Yin Sheng, and Yin Sheng frowned at her for a while, making sure that she didn't have any thoughts or reactions, so he had no choice but to give up the plan of "communication".

"I'm afraid I won't be able to ask anything this time." Yin Sheng turned his head and explained to Situ, "Unlike the wraith spirit with a strong purpose, the earth-bound spirit only relies on the instinct of the soul, and she doesn't have any thoughts now."

Situ nodded and looked towards the empty door.

"Zhang Ling was taken by the dead ghost, which means..."

"That earthbound spirit has passed away." Yin Sheng nodded, and reached out to press the elevator button. The strange thing is, the elevator that didn't respond no matter how Wang Xiaoer pressed it, it started to run normally as soon as Yin Sheng touched it, and the elevator door closed , the elevator slowly ascended, and after a while, the four of them returned to the floor where Yin Sheng lived.

Yin Sheng opened the door, and the warmth in the room made Yin Sheng feel comfortable all over.

He watched Hu Ye put Wang Xiaoer, who had passed out, into the sofa, thought for a while, and said lightly, "You can stay here overnight."

Hu Ye cried out "long live" in his heart.Now he doesn't want to take that elevator anymore, and he doesn't want to go home alone.

Situ obviously didn't have any objections, lit a cigarette and held it in the corner of his mouth, and looked at Yin Sheng with a smile.

"Can I sleep with you?"

Yin Cheng gave him a sideways look, "I'm used to sleeping alone."

Situ shrugged, and he also knew that Yin Sheng couldn't really agree, Yin from the upstairs slipped down again, and jumped into Yin Cheng's arms wagging his tail.

Yin Sheng unconsciously stroked Yinruan's soft hair, and said, "What exactly does the other party want to do?"

Situ took advantage of the situation and sat on the carpet, twisted his neck and stretched his meridians, "The doubt now is the motive of dealing with Mao Dasheng and Zhang Ling, and those media, what's the point of leaking the news?"

Yin Sheng thought for a while, then sat on the recliner, and shared what he knew, "Mao Dasheng's death was definitely done by a ghost master, and Zhang Ling's death should also be done by the same ghost master."

Situ pretended to be listening attentively, and Wang Xiaoer also woke up in a daze at this time, and Hu Ye brought him a glass of water.

"It is impossible for an earth-bound spirit to harm people outside the place where it died. It should be the ability of a ghost master to expand the power of an earth-bound spirit."

"That is to say, the other party killed Mao Dasheng first, and then killed Zhang Ling with the Earth Binding Spirit." Hu Ye nodded, "But why did Zhang Ling have to die?"

Wang Xiaoer was also puzzled, "Why not Mao Min, or Mao Xin and Mao Yang?"

"Because the murderer is among the three brothers and sisters." Situ said suddenly.

Wang Xiaoer was taken aback, "Boss? Are you serious? Forget about Zhang Ling, Mao Dasheng is their real father!"

"The son is no longer a son, so what does it matter if he is his own father?" Hu Ye frowned and looked at Situ, "Boss, do you doubt Mao Yang?"

"No." Situ took down the cigarette from his mouth, let out a long breath, because the air conditioner was on and the windows were not open, Yin Sheng suddenly coughed chokingly.

Situ smiled apologetically, stubbed out the cigarette butt, and turned to look at Hu Ye, "Judging from the motive of fighting for family property, the three brothers and sisters are all suspicious."

"Except for Mao Yang..." Wang Xiaoer stroked his chin and said softly, "Zhang Ling is Mao Xin's lover, and Mao Min is filial to his father. No matter how you look at it, it seems that Mao Yang is the most suitable for the role of a suspect..."

Hu Ye rarely agreed with Wang Xiaoer's statement, and nodded, "I think so too, look at Mao Xin crying..."

"This doesn't explain the problem." Situ waved his hand, "Mao Xin and Mao Yang are both veterans in the business field, and the trivial matter of acting will not trouble them."

Both Hu Ye and Wang Xiaoer were taken aback for a moment, and then Situ continued, "If Mao Min is not the murderer, but she obviously has a long-standing grudge against his two brothers. She did not have the slightest sympathy or pity for Zhang Ling's death, but It was a bit gloating; not to mention Mao Xin and Mao Yang, they had no reaction at all to Mao Dasheng's death."

"This..." After being told this, Hu Ye and Wang Xiaoer looked at each other, not knowing how to answer.

"If acting can't trouble them." Yin Sheng who had been silent all this time suddenly said calmly, "Why didn't they act in a play when their father passed away?"

Situ was taken aback, and looked up at him.

"There's no reaction, but it's easy to get people off the hook. With the minds of the two of them, it's impossible not to put on a show, right?"

Wang Xiaoer clapped his hands, "That's right! What's more, they still have to fight for the right of inheritance. Is it really a good thing to be so ruthless?!"

Situ hissed and crossed his arms, "That's true too...why?"

"It seems that this matter is much more complicated than we thought." Hu Ye said, "Mao Min..."

"She is also one of the suspects now, don't tell her anything, be careful." Situ frowned and ordered.

Just as Hu Ye was about to nod, Wang Xiaoer looked at him mockingly.

"What are you doing?" Hu Ye was puzzled.

"Tsk tsk." Wang Xiaoer shook his head pretendingly, "Seeing people cry like pear blossoms with rain, so your heart softened, right? The instructor once said! Before solving the case, you can't infiltrate your personal feelings!"

Before he finished speaking, Hu Ye hit the back of the head smoothly.

"Your sister is soft-hearted." Hu Ye didn't bother to talk to him, "I'm not like someone who can pass out just hearing a name without seeing anything."

Being poked at the sore spot, Wang Xiaoer jumped up from the sofa immediately.

"You are soft-hearted! Your whole family is soft-hearted! You are soft-hearted, and QQ jelly is still not soft-hearted!"

The corners of Hu Ye's mouth twitched slightly, and when Wang Xiaoer yelled "You're soft!", there was an urge to twitch his mouth.

Then the night was silent.

Early the next morning, Yin Sheng was woken up by the sunlight outside the window.

Yin Sheng's bedroom is on the second floor, and the curtains in the room are completely blacked out. When they are closed, the whole room seems to be plunged into darkness.

He was first awakened by the sound of Shu La pulling the curtains, and then a dazzling light was projected onto his eyelids.

Frowning slightly, Yin Sheng subconsciously raised his hand to cover his eyes, and after getting used to it, he slowly opened his eyes.

On the big bed, Yin Sheng was covered with a good silk quilt and a layer of cashmere blanket. He sank into the big soft bed, opened his eyes, and first saw a white and round cat face .

Yin licked his paws in the morning light, and flicked his tail rhythmically. When he realized that Yin Sheng had woken up, he raised his head, and his golden eyes looked straight at Yin Sheng's face.

"Morning." Yin Sheng's voice was slightly hoarse just after waking up, and he greeted Yin.

"Morning." It was another mellow and magnetic male voice that answered him.

Yin Sheng was taken aback for a moment, then put down his hands and looked towards the source of the voice.

In front of the window, Situ Bai was smoking a cigarette, wearing only a single shirt, with the collar open, looking at him with a smile.