Cub's father is not human

"It's getting late, does Mr. Sheng have a place to live?" After Fan Lang arranged everything, he saw Sheng Xia standing leisurely under the ruins of rubble, his head bowed, not knowing what he was thinking about.

Sheng Xia's house is quite far away, if he drives back now, maybe Fan Lang really won't be able to ask anything.

Sheng Xia gave him a meaningful look, "There are still hotels in the world. Besides, I'm not here to help you, I'm here to help Ah Li."

Fan Lang nodded, "Okay, Mr. Na Sheng, I'll go now."

It was one o'clock in the morning, the stars were floating in the cold fog, and the streets in the early morning of winter were extraordinarily deserted and cold.

"Hey, don't, I didn't drive, so you gave me a ride." Sheng Xia hurriedly followed behind him.

Fan Lang opened the car door and waited for Sheng Xia to come over. When he was driving towards the city, he turned his head and saw Sheng Xia who was particularly energetic on the other side, "Is Huang Liang the victim?"

Sheng Xia nodded, "Yes, it's obvious."

Fan Lang snorted, and then asked in a deep voice, "Mr. Cheng said that besides Huang Liang, Master Ling and a woman are among the people who can use the word thirty to seal their throats?"

"Well, yes, my master is already driving a crane. You mean that woman? Well, it makes sense, but it doesn't mean that other people can't. There are specialties in art. It's just me who made this matter easy."

Fan Lang drove the car steadily, and walked slowly on the empty street in a calm and unhurried manner, "Is Feng Qipo useful?"

Sheng Xia rubbed his chin, and tapped on the car window with a finger with distinct phalanges. He thought for a while, "Did Ah Li mean to seal the seven souls? Tonight, it seems that it's not just the seven souls that seal people."

"How do you say that? Doesn't even Mr. Cheng know?"

"How could I not know." Sheng Xia retorted, seeing that Fan Lang was clichéd, so he continued, "It seems that someone wants to take away the seven souls tonight. The purpose, apart from immortality, is to live and die. Immortality is a fake, it is impossible, if you live by human seven souls, this is the way of a demon."

There was no one on the street, but the lights were brightly lit. The smoked yellow street lamps reflected the tranquility of the street.

"Huang Liang was first sealed with thirty characters today, and then the spell caster put the raised chinchilla on him. This thing is specially used to eat people's souls. The chiller penetrated into his body, and his three souls and seven Because of the seal, the soul has nowhere to hide, and can only be swallowed up by the chi. As I said, immortality is fake. If this is the case, the caster is for the sake of life and death. Bronze saber juggles.

Fan Lang was covered in cold sweat.

Huang Liang's death was too tragic, his body was bitten by insects, his soul was devoured, his limbs were dismembered, he was not like a human, nor was his ghost like a ghost.Fan Lang is not afraid of death, everyone in this world has a destiny.But he couldn't bear the pain and misery of the deceased when he died.The family members of any of the deceased cannot accept it.

Fan Lang met a murderer before and beat him to death.The deceased's wife cried in the police station for several days and nights holding the body, and finally passed out almost hungry. When Fan Lang took him to the hospital, his wife took Xia Haidong and said that she could accept him dead, but she couldn't accept him. It hurts so much, so cold.

Shengxia's eyes hidden under the black pupils were dangerous and indifferent. He knew this method of life and death, but he never thought that someone would really do it. Just using the seven souls to nourish the beast would violate Tiangang. The end will be miserable.

And those who have been swallowed by the seven souls will also be left in a place between Yin and Yang because of their incomplete souls. They will have no chance of reincarnation in eternal life, suffer from the torture of evil spirits, and finally become evil spirits.

When Fan Lang sent Sheng Xia to a five-star hotel in the city, they had already driven almost two hours.Sheng Xia stared at the sky speechlessly, please, Fan Lang's one-hour drive turned into a two-hour drive like a snail, dude, you're too obvious, okay?

Sheng Xia has money, and Sheng Xia is not short of money. He is still a big boss and works part-time in business. Living in this kind of hotel doesn't bother him at all, but he is tired. Please don't take him to the farthest place just for the sake of cliche. okay.

Boom, boom, early in the morning, someone knocked on the door.

Sheng Xia grabbed the pillow and threw it over with her eyes closed, "Get out, don't disturb my sleep"

"Open the door", the sound insulation is so good that you can't hear it from inside or outside.

Yin Li took the phone and desperately harassed Sheng Xia in the room, until Sheng Xia closed his eyes and opened the door for him, "I disturbed my sleep, I was angry at that time! Who, it's late at night"

Sheng Xia didn't hear anyone answering, so he reluctantly opened his eyes.

Yin Li was three steps away from him with a pale face, looked at him, and smiled weakly, "What a big night, it's already dawn. Did you catch it last night? The evil spirit on your body is too strong, I can't Close to you"

"Oh, yes, Li, don't come in yet, I'll clean up the room." Sheng Xia burrowed into the hotel room with his head on the chicken coop, and after a while there were murmurs and crisp brass bells .

"You said you, if you can't stand the breath of evil spirits, why don't you come here? Why are you so active? You don't know your own situation. Come, bro, see if the spiritual source is polluted. Let me tell you, Ah Li, You hide it for me, don’t always come out to meddle in things, I don’t have time to help you if something goes wrong.”

"Why are you so wordy, I'm here to treat you to breakfast." Yin Li was wearing white casual clothes and dark pants, with a clean and gentle smile on his face, like a standard good boy.

While brushing his teeth, Sheng Xia showed his head and spoke to Yin Li, "What does Fan Lang have to do with you? You care so much about his affairs."

Yin Li sat cross-legged on the bed, looked around the room covered with yellow talisman papers, thinking how much the room attendant would hate Sheng Xia after he left, all these talisman papers were pasted on.

"It doesn't matter, I'm just a policeman. I just happened to know about it, so I can help you." He picked up the saber that Sheng Xia had left aside, and the fingertips of his left hand turned into green fluorescent lights and approached slowly. blade.

Throwing away the sword with a pale face, the fingertips that were obviously different from humans just now were infected by the evil spirit on the sword body, as if half of them were scalded, the fingertips were red and purple, the blood inside almost broke the skin and gushed out, numb and painful , feeling very uncomfortable.

Sheng Xia frowned and stepped forward, "Don't touch it"

Yin Li smiled, "It's okay, I'm just trying it out. Is this an evil spirit? The reaction is very strong."

"Yes, if you know it, don't meddle in it. The mountain spirit can't be contaminated with the spirit of the three corpses, so don't hurt yourself. Let's go to eat. The police station is probably coming soon."

Yin Li followed behind Sheng Xia and asked, "Do you know who wants to raise evil spirits?"

"I don't know, but, as expected, this person is for life and death, flesh and bones."

The two of them just went downstairs, when a handsome man stood up on the sofa in the hotel, Sheng Xia walked up, "Hey, Captain Fan is spying on me?"

Fan Lang glanced at Yin Li behind him, and said hello to him, "No, Mr. Cheng is overthinking. I'll treat Mr. Sheng to breakfast."

Sheng Xia clapped her hands, "Well, I've been favored a lot today, so everyone invites me to dinner." Yin Li walked to Fan Lang's side and blinked at him.

Sheng Xia's voice changed, "But I was disgusted by that thing yesterday, and I lost my appetite. Otherwise, I'll go to bed, you two go."

Before he turned around, Yin Li quickly grabbed his arm and rubbed it obediently, "Hey, senior hasn't come back for a long time, if you help me, I'll give her a nice word in front of her."

Sheng Xia jumped up, "Hey, that's my wife, you need a good word. Forget it, I'll go for the sake of your sincerity." He straightened his collar and returned to his elegant and extraordinary appearance. , The 35-year-old man exudes a distinctive maturity.

Fan Lang walked side by side with Yin Li, took out a small piece of chocolate from his pocket and stuffed it for Yin Li, "Eat first. It's hard to be hungry, look at this little pale face"

Yin Li caught the chocolate, "Why do you carry these things with you?"

"My sister gave it to me when she was in school, what do you want to eat?"

Yin Li smiled, puffing out his cheeks, hazelnut-flavored chocolate, and the strong aroma was cut in his mouth, "Soy milk and fried dough sticks. Mr. Fan, your complexion is not good, you don't need to wear sunglasses, look at your eye sockets"

Fan Lang rubbed his face hard, and sighed, "I didn't sleep all night last night, and the bureau held a meeting all night."

Yin Li suddenly squeezed the big hand hanging beside him from behind, and said, "It will be fine."

The simple three words moved Fan Lang's heart. The child's clean and fair cheeks were extraordinarily bright in the early winter sunshine. Fan Lang found that since he knew the child, he suddenly had a special understanding of the sun.