Gods and Ghosts Have Arranged Home Alone

Chapter 18 Where is the kid going?

When Ye Cheng returned home, Yu Qing and Liang Lian were discussing things in whispers.

Seeing Ye Cheng came back, Yu Qing asked him to come and sit down.

"Look at this." Yu Qing handed Ye Cheng a photo.

The wet water marks spell out "995" crookedly.

"Where did you find it?" Ye Cheng was anxious.

"On the floor of your room." Yu Qing handed him a cigarette, "It's sticky, but it's gone now. Besides the numbers, there's a mess of dragging marks, Ye Cheng, do you know what kind of liquid this is?" ?"

Ye Cheng exhaled smoke and rubbed his forehead.

"Ye Cheng, you have something to hide from us." Yu Qing tapped on his notebook, "You didn't lose anything at home, and the other party didn't do it for money, nor did he come to destroy it. As for the water stains in your room, it's probably the problem. , What the hell did you keep in the room? Goldfish?"

"It's not a goldfish." Ye Cheng took a pen, drew a dumpling on the paper, and then added a tentacles to the dumpling.

"It's a bug." Ye Cheng said.

insect?Yu Qing and Liang Lian looked at each other.

"Who else is here to investigate?" Ye Cheng looked around, "How many people in total?"

"It's just the two of us." Yu Qing said, "Sorry, we didn't report your case."

"Investigate in a personal capacity?"

"Correct."

Ye Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, and his expression relaxed. After he finished smoking, Yu Qing handed him another one.

Liang Lian opened the refrigerator and took out three cans of beer.

The three smoked and drank in silence.

Ye Cheng drank and drank, his eyes turned red.

"Do you still remember the bottle of medicine I gave Mr. Liao?"

"remember."

"That's actually not medicine, it's the saliva of the big bug." Ye Cheng told the story intermittently, and at the end, Ye Cheng covered his eyes and couldn't help sobbing.

He couldn't figure out which link went wrong, the little ghost disappeared, and the big bug was stolen.

Ye Cheng's heart was suddenly empty. He didn't know what he could do. He couldn't beat the two detectives in terms of reconnaissance, and he was not as crazy as Zheng Chuanchuan and the others in terms of research.

He could only go to Chen Guoguo.

His intuition told him that the matter must have something to do with Chen Guowei.

But when I went to the hospital, I got a bad nose.

"Don't be too impulsive, we will investigate the matter." Yu Qing patted him, "Don't startle the snake."

too late……

Ye Cheng wanted to cry but had no tears: "I've already beaten..."

"Your threat is nothing." Yu Qing said, "Maybe the other party has already expected it. Don't worry, just wait for our news."

"Okay." Ye Cheng smoked in a muffled voice.

Yu Qing took the photo to study the numbers on it, looked at it, and suddenly understood.

"Could it be that 995... is the big bug calling for help?"

"What do you mean?" Ye Cheng didn't understand.

"Help me." Yu Qing said.

Ye Cheng looked at the photo and stopped talking.

A little bat whizzed over from the window, and the snacks in Yu Qing's pocket also flew out. Two bats flew in circles and landed on the table.

There was a bunch of small hairs on the snack food's head, which was very easy to distinguish. Yu Qing put it in his pocket, and another little bat flew to Ye Cheng's place, and burrowed into his arms.

Ye Cheng held the little bat in his palm, stroked its little furry head, his nose soured, and tears fell down again.

The little bat gnawed Ye Cheng's fingers lightly, reassuring him not to be afraid.

Yu Qing poured out a few small parts from the bag and said, "Ye Cheng, you'd better move out during this time."

Ye Cheng rubbed his eyes: "Why?"

"These are surveillance cameras." Yu Qing's tone was relaxed, but Ye Cheng almost jumped up when he heard it.

Yu Qing waved his hand to signal him to calm down.

Liang Lian smiled, pulled the parts with his fingers holding a cigarette, and said confidently: "It's all disassembled, and there is nothing left."

"They...they stole things and put them in my house?!" Ye Cheng couldn't hold back his anger, his face was flushed, but he really had nothing to do with those people other than being angry.

If it weren't for Yu Qing and Liang Lian's rich experience, he might have continued to live without knowing it.

That night, Ye Cheng moved out of the apartment and moved into a nearby small hotel.

Before Yu Qing left, he handed him a bag of dust and a bag of debris, saying they were swept out from under the sofa.

Ye Cheng put the bag aside casually, and looked at the ceiling with his hands on his pillow.

The little bat was hungry and rolled around on his belly. Although it was a part of Dr. Peter, it still had its own independent will.

If it becomes a human, the little bat is just a child.

Ye Cheng got up and peeled the apple, cut it into small pieces and fed it.

The little bat had enough to eat and drink, and rubbed Ye Cheng's fingers with its small head.

Zheng Chuanchuan didn't call. Ye Cheng tossed and turned on the bed, couldn't fall asleep. He picked up the phone and put it down again. After a while, he picked it up again to check. He was afraid of missing any information. After waiting and waiting, he finally couldn't help calling Zheng Chuanchuan.

Sure enough, Zheng Chuanchuan didn't sleep, and the phone was connected quickly.

He knew what Ye Cheng wanted to ask, so he said directly and clearly: "The little devil is not here."

"He's not in now?"

"No, he's not with us."

How can this be? !Ye Cheng was taken aback.

"Then where did he go?!"

"I don't know. I'm busy. I'll talk about it later." Zheng Chuanchuan hung up the phone and continued to be busy.

The big bugs are gone, and the slime is used less, and a group of research freaks in the laboratory are working hard without eating or drinking.

"Send this bottle and try it first." Researcher A handed a bottle of prepared mucus to his boss Zheng Chuanchuan without looking up.

Zheng Chuanchuan took it without saying a word, and the researcher A said, "By the way, make me a cup of coffee."

Researcher B: "Me too!"

Researcher C: "Add me, I want to draw milk foam!"

Zheng Chuanchuan made coffee in a good-tempered manner, and served them one by one. When researcher C got the milk-made coffee with a picture of a kitten, he couldn't help but look up and praise: "Wow! This kitten is so cute...ah! Chuan... ...Brother Chuan..."

Zheng Chuanchuan said coldly: "It's a tiger."

Researcher ABC: "…"

When Zheng Chuanchuan went to the room with the medicine, the husband was holding Hannah's hand and muttering.

Hannah's eyes were open, staring blankly at the ceiling.

The husband rubbed his eyes and continued to tell her jokes while rubbing her cold hands gently.

Hearing movement behind him, the husband turned his head, saw Zheng Chuanchuan coming, and happily went up to him.

It just so happened that the girl at the front desk came to deliver the meal. In order to receive this foreign man, the people from the field service department went to Xianzhulin to pack a western food and coffee.

"Can I feed her?" the husband asked.

"You try?" Zheng Chuanchuan sat aside and watched the man break the steak into small pieces and handed it to his wife's mouth.

"Hannah, it's steak, come and try it."

Hannah didn't move.

Zheng Chuanchuan took out the nutritional supplements he had prepared, sucked them into the syringe, and when he gave Hannah an injection, he said, "Don't you have to go to work?"

"Yeah, let's go later."

"You'd better not come, this is not a place for you to come, we will contact you when she recovers." Zheng Chuanchuan said.

The husband shook his head, unwilling.

"I'm not walking around. I'm here," he said. "I won't trouble you."

Hannah suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, and the husband didn't even eat, so he quickly helped her clean up with paper.

Hannah's cloudy pupils reflected his figure, and he leaned down to press a kiss on his wife's forehead.

"You can give her this medicine." Zheng Chuanchuan handed him the medicine, "Smear it all over your body, and ring the bell on the wall if you need something."

"Okay." The husband agreed.

After Zheng Chuanchuan left, the man gave his wife medicine, good medicine, and dressed her neatly.

He sat on the edge of the bed and continued to tell jokes to his wife, and then he talked about things on TV after telling the jokes.

He specially picked interesting things to talk about, vividly, and hoped that she would enjoy listening to them.

As he talked, he held his wife's hand and began to cry.

Ye Cheng didn't dare to go home, and stayed in different places for several days. When the door knocked, Ye Cheng jumped out of bed.

"Little devil!!!" Ye Cheng happily opened the door...

"It's a big ghost." Zheng Chuanchuan said coolly.

Zheng Chuanchuan brought instruments to Ye Cheng for inspection, but after a few days of disappearance, another corpse spot appeared on Ye Cheng's back.

"Is the kid really not with you?"

"Not here." Zheng Chuanchuan gave him medicine and said, "If he was here, we would all know."

"Then... where did he go?"

"do not know."

"..." Ye Cheng turned around and looked at him suspiciously.

"I really don't know." Zheng Chuanchuan spread his hands, "The only explanation is that he disappeared out of thin air. As for where he went after he disappeared, we can't sense it."

"Then...then what do you think?" Ye Cheng tugged at him, "You too...well...you should know something, right? Did the kid go to Santu River or Naihe Bridge?"

"nothing."

Ye Cheng slumped his shoulders and was obediently turned over by Zheng Chuanchuan.

While giving him medicine, Zheng Chuanchuan said lightly, "I only think of one possibility."

"What?" Ye Cheng's eyes lit up.

"The soul flies away." Zheng Chuanchuan said.

At night, Ye Cheng turned off the webpage and put the phone aside.

The little ghost is gone?

How can it be!

He is a Gumantong who is hundreds of years old...

"That's right!" Ye Cheng fished out his phone again, and went online to find the seller.

He was looking forward to the black screen of his phone.

but no.

He clicked on the dialog box and sent a message: "Are you there?"

The seller quickly popped up an automatic reply: "Hi, dear! The store is new to XXX, package XXX, special offer XXX..."

After a while, the seller manually replied: "Hello, what do you need to buy?"

Ye Cheng typed and told him that Gumantong had disappeared, but halfway through typing, Ye Cheng suddenly came back to his senses.

What he bought in the store was a peach blossom charm, not a Gumantong.

The shop owner didn't seem to notice that the wrong item was shipped.

Ye Cheng thought for a while, then asked cautiously: "Boss, do you have a boy who recruits fortune?"

"Have."

The shop owner sent a link, and Ye Cheng clicked in. It was an independent website, and there were all kinds of doll statues lined up.

"Which boy do you like, just tell me the number." The shopkeeper didn't explain much, after all, those who want to buy Gumantong are people who know the inside story.

Ye Cheng didn't expect Gumantong to have so many styles. He browsed casually and found that the size of the little ghost seems to be a circle larger than them.

By the way, where's the imp's shell?

As soon as Ye Cheng thought about it, he was in a hurry and wanted to jump out of bed and go home to look for it. The little bat flapped its wings and fanned him back to the bed.

The little bat was hanging upside down by the door, Ye Cheng slapped him in the face as soon as he got close to it.

Ye Cheng had no choice but to sit back on the bed, annoyed with a cigarette in his mouth.

His eyes fell on the bag of dust, Ye Cheng opened the bag and smelled it, but there was nothing special about it.

He opened another bag, plastic fragments were in a mess, I don't know what it was, Ye Cheng rummaged through it, and found a piece of crumpled yellow paper.

It seems to be... Talisman paper?

Ye Cheng couldn't understand, so he put the paper back into the bag.

One fragment was particularly large. He took it out and looked at it, and found it familiar, like a piece of a small nose.

Ye Cheng found glue and started to put together these pieces.

After fighting until midnight, only a small part of the fragments were assembled, but Ye Cheng looked at the things in his hand, and his face turned pale.

Half a small head...

Gumanthong statue's...half of a small head!

"What? The statue is broken?" Zheng Chuanchuan rubbed his eyes under the quilt, "If it breaks, throw it away."

"No...it's the brat's...shell..."

"shell?"

"There's another talisman... well, I'll send it to you."

Zheng Chuanchuan opened the picture with sleepy eyes. On the picture was a bag of off-white powder and a talisman paper with strange symbols drawn on it.

Zheng Chuanchuan distinguished for a while, but did not understand the words above.

"I don't know what it is, I haven't seen it before." Zheng Chuanchuan admitted.

"Oh……"

Ye Cheng thought for a while, clicked on the seller's dialog box, cut off the talisman paper and sent it to him.

Before he could speak, the seller replied.

"Hello, where did you get the talisman paper???"

"It's in the Peach Blossom Talisman." Ye Cheng typed, "I don't know how to use it?"

"Where is the symbol?"

"Take it apart, this thing is inside."

The seller was silent for a while, and replied: "Wait a moment, I will ask you."

Ye Cheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Boss, you don't know you opened a shop?"

"Everything in the store has been opened by the master, and the talisman paper is drawn by the master himself, I have to confirm with the master!" The other party sent a mischievous expression, and then Wangwang turned into a leave state.

Really gone!

Ye Cheng put his phone aside and looked at the ceiling with his hands on his pillow.

The little bat was hungry again, so it flew to his belly and pulled his clothes.

Ye Cheng touched it and got up to peel the apple.

When the phone rang, Ye Cheng was startled, and quickly connected: "Hello, boss?"

"Why is the boss not the boss? I'm still your father!" Zheng Chuanchuan said angrily.

Ye Cheng choked: "Chuanchuan..."

"Ye Cheng, bring your things tomorrow and show it to King Yan...the boss has a look..."

Ye Cheng: "..."

Zheng Chuanchuan: "Hmm... I made a mistake just now, it's Boss Yan, hehe, don't be afraid..."

Ye Cheng already knew the identity of Boss Yan when he saw Yan Wangyin.

But from what Zheng Chuanchuan heard, it was a different feeling.

The next day, Ye Cheng sat on the sofa tremblingly, not daring to look up at Boss Yan opposite him.

Boss Yan held the talisman and studied it for a while, then shook his head: "This character is from Thailand, I really don't know it."

Ye Cheng was discouraged, and was about to leave when he heard Boss Yan say, "The character arrangement is similar to the soul-gathering talisman, and it should also play the role of soul-gathering."

He lifted the bag of dust and said, "This bag is not dust, but ashes."

Ye Cheng was stunned for a while, and an idea popped up in his mind.

Looking at his expression, Boss Yan knew that he understood, and laughed loudly: "You guessed right! This is the ashes of the kid, and this talisman can condense his soul into shape!"

When Ye Cheng heard it, he immediately became happy. That's what the little ghost is supposed to mean!

But when asked how to use that talisman, Boss Yan shook his head.

"You have to ask the seller." Boss Yan said, "The stacking method over there is different from ours. You can stack the spells as you did before."

Coincidentally, the seller called.

"Mr. Ye? Please tell me, are there any other items besides the talisman?" The seller's Chinese was broken, but his tone was very urgent. There was an old voice beside him, muttering that Ye Cheng couldn't hear it. If you understand.

Ye Cheng looked up at Boss Yan, Boss Yan gestured and pointed to the bag of ashes.

Ye Cheng sighed, he had something to ask the shopkeeper, the little ghost’s matter could not be hidden, he looked at Gumantong’s quotation last night, it was similar to peach blossom talismans, some of them were even cheaper than peach blossom talismans, if the little ghost was too expensive Ye Cheng is also willing to pay back the money to the seller.

"There is an ancient mantong." Ye Cheng said, "It's not a peach blossom talisman."

There was an exclamation from the other end of the phone, and Ye Cheng was about to apologize, but he didn't expect that it was faster than him.

"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!!"

The seller apologized repeatedly, and Ye Cheng could almost imagine him bowing to the phone.

The old man next to the seller cursed angrily, and the seller apologized to Ye Cheng in Chinese, and then apologized to the old man grumblingly.

"Mr. Ye, are you alright?" the seller asked nervously, "Are you... uncomfortable or something?"

"No." Ye Cheng was at a loss.

"That's good." The seller breathed a sigh of relief.

Ye Cheng said: "Actually, I didn't know that thing was called Gumantong at the beginning, and its outer packaging is the same as the peach blossom charm... well, don't apologize, I should apologize... that... how much is the difference?" ? I can supply you."

"How much money is short of what?"

"Is it very expensive?"

"It's not expensive, it's about the same as the Peach Blossom Talisman... Wait! Are you going to buy it?!"

"correct."

bang-

The chairs were overturned, there was a lot of noise, and the seller's hissing sound sounded.

"Mr. Ye... hiss - this Gumantong..."

The old man spoke again, the seller listened for a while, and sighed: "Mr. Ye, you don't need to make up the money. I sent the wrong product. I will make up a peach blossom charm for you."

Ye Cheng sweated, the seller was so kind, he asked the seller how to stack the talisman before he hung up the phone.

The seller didn't say much, just sent a picture tutorial and asked him to stack according to the above method.

Naturally, I shared a copy of the picture tutorial with Boss Yan.

Boss Yan printed out the photos and tutorials of the talisman paper and gave it to his subordinates to study.

Ye Cheng went to find Zheng Chuanchuan after leaving the office, and Zheng Chuanchuan opened the door for him with dark circles under his eyes.

"Password 123." Zheng Chuanchuan said, "You can open it yourself next time."

Ye Cheng: "...is it so simple?!"

"Can you guess?"

"Can't guess."

"That's all right! Remember to close the door when you come out." Zheng Chuanchuan turned around and left.

Ye Cheng called him, and Zheng Chuanchuan turned his head.

"Thank you!" Ye Cheng said gratefully.

Zheng Chuanchuan waved his hand and strode away.

The husband was sleeping on his stomach on the edge of the bed, and Hannah's eyes were open, still staring at the ceiling.

Due to keeping her eyes open for a long time, her eyeballs were covered with bloodshot eyes, which looked really scary at first glance.

Ye Cheng caressed Hannah's eyes lightly, and helped her straighten her little hair.

"Get well soon." Ye Cheng said softly.

He didn't wake up the husband. The husband stayed with her all the time except going to work, and occasionally went home to see the children. He was exhausted from running back and forth in three places.

Ye Cheng picked up the clothes from the ground and put them on for him, closed the door gently and walked out.

In the same corridor, Ye Cheng found a room with Mr. Liao on the house number.

The same is the password room.

Will the password be 123?

Ye Cheng thought so, raised his hand and pressed it...

Sure enough, the door... opened!

The room was not big, and Fatty Liao lay quietly on the bed.His complexion was better than Hannah's, and the electrocardiogram was beating regularly.

A coquettish female nurse came with medicine, winked at Ye Cheng, touched his chest bewilderedly, and asked him if he would like to go in and have a sit.

Ye Cheng trembled, and when he was about to leave, a burst of Sanskrit sounded.

When the call was connected, Dr. Peter said, "Ye Cheng, you ask Chuan Chuan for some medicine, and bring it to the hospital immediately."

"What... what's wrong?"

"The situation of Shen Zhou has changed, you can talk about it when you come back."

"it is good……"

At the same time, there was a scream in his ear, and Ye Cheng turned his head to look. Fatty Liao bumped away from the nurse, and rushed towards him with red eyes...

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