Who knows what she's looking for

The thick fog filled the air, making it impossible to see the way ahead, and blocking the way back. Zhou Qi huddled directly in the seat, looking weak, pitiful and helpless.

As if he didn't hear Zhou Qi bumping his head, Lao Zhang stared at the front silently and intently, with no expression on his face.

Zhou Qi couldn't help but glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, thinking that he was sitting there like an empty shell, some kind of clay puppet, not a living person anyway.

I don't know how long it has passed, but after staying in one space for a long time without any substantial harm, Zhou Qi became more courageous and called out: "Old Zhang..."

"Huh?" Lao Zhang responded in a low and deep voice, which sounded like it was engulfed by the boundless clouds and mist on the top of Qianshan Mountain, a little distorted and gloomy for no reason.

"We... How long will it take for us to go out?" Zhou Qi pretended not to notice anything, and said as calmly as possible.

"Us?" Lao Zhang raised his voice, and then suddenly sank, "We can't get out."

In the next second, Zhou Qi was strangled by the neck, and when he looked up, he met a rotting face, one eyeball was shaking, and the smell of corpse was strong in his nostrils.

Zhou Qi's eyes widened. He didn't know whether disgust or fear had the upper hand. He pinched the talisman paper with his fingertips and slammed it on the back of the carrion in front of him. The carrion paused for a moment. Taking this opportunity, Zhou Qi punched It hit the rotting corpse in the chest, and the rotting corpse smashed hard on the front windshield of the car, causing the glass to shatter.

The rotting corpse rolled out of the car, Zhou Qi breathed a sigh of relief, but when he turned around, he saw Lao Zhang sitting in the driver's seat intact, his mood turned sharply, what the hell are you doing.

The car was still moving, because of the shattered windshield, the cold wind was galloping, hitting Zhou Qi's face, blowing his hair into a mess, just like his mood at the moment.

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Qi almost numbly pushed the rotting corpses out of the car, watching the rotting corpses become more rotten every time they appeared, and their heads were all wooden.

Until the carrion in front of him basically turned into a skeleton, Zhou Qi pasted a piece of talisman on the forehead of the carrion, and was about to push it out, when he heard someone knocking on the glass of the car door next to him, and his whole body shivered.

Looking sideways, Zhou Qi saw a beautiful and slender hand with well-defined knuckles and slightly pale fingertips.

"Have you had enough fun?" Chi Suixin's voice floated in coldly, with the chill of winter, but it was surprisingly kind to Zhou Qi's ears.

"Master..." Once Zhou Qi got excited, he forgot that he hadn't thrown that rotting corpse out yet, but he was thrown into his arms, cursed in a very ugly way, and quickly threw it out.

"Uncle Master..." Zhou Qi slowed down, wanting to cry, "I didn't play..."

Chi Suixin clicked his tongue lightly, and before he said anything, Wuyou quietly added, "Maybe he's just curious if he will become a container after staying with the ghoul for a long time."

"Wh... what do you mean...?" Zhou Qi felt a little nervous, couldn't help but look at Lao Zhang beside him who looked like a clay puppet, and swallowed subconsciously.

There was a worry-free chuckle in his ear, with malicious intentions.

Zhou Qi hesitated for two seconds, decided not to provoke that fierce ghost, and then asked, "Master, where are you? What's going on with us now? Old Zhang... what's going on with Old Zhang?" ?”

"You have too many questions." Chi Suixin said lightly.

Zhou Qi looked aggrieved, what can he do, he is also very desperate.

On the back seat of the car, the two figures overlapped in an instant, and the Chongming Bird flew out from the broken glass. The birdsong sounded, and the fog in the mountains seemed to have begun to dissipate.

With lingering fear in his heart, Zhou Qi turned his head and looked at the back seat of the car. It was empty at the moment, so he let out a long sigh of relief.

However, Lao Zhang, who was supposed to have a period of silence, now has something strange. He can't even pretend to be driving a car. It's the carrion that Zhou Qi saw just now.It just seems that the vocal cords have almost rotted away, and only intermittent bubbly sounds can be squeezed out from the throat, as if suppressing a whimpering beast.

Zhou Qi pressed himself into the corner, fixed his eyes on the rotting corpse, and said tremblingly: "Master, this...you should think of a way..."

"Get out of the car." Chi Suixin's tone was rather casual.

Zhou Qi was stunned for a moment, then bent his elbow and smashed the window next to him, and jumped out swiftly.This guy Zhou Qi is not very good at Taoism, but he is good at physical skills.

After standing still, Zhou Qi raised his eyes and saw Chi Suixin and Wuyou standing on the roof of the car. The car body tilted and hit the roadside mountain.

Zhou Qi was dumbfounded. Seeing Chi Sui's heart beating down, he opened the door next to the driver's seat, turned sideways to avoid the carrion that fell out of the car, and then said lightly: "Call."

"Oh... ah?" Zhou Qi was stunned for a moment, "Call? Who are you calling?"

"Isn't there a department responsible for such incidents?" Chi Suixin looked sideways at Zhou Qi, frowning slightly.

Of course, Zhou Qi felt his uncle's daily dislike, so he quickly took out his mobile phone and called the office. This time, he had a good idea and asked someone to bring over the documents they were going to collect.

The office's style of acting was quite capable, and they rushed to the scene of the accident quickly.

The person who came was a lady in a black leather jacket, with a pair of sunglasses on the bridge of her nose, her long hair tied up high, and a tall figure. She took off her sunglasses as soon as she got out of the car, and whistled to Chi Sui heartily. Eyes full of smiles, "Yo, it seems that hard work can also have unexpected rewards."

Zhou Qi glanced at her silently, this sister, I respect you as a character, offending two great Buddhas with one sentence.

Chi Suixin's brows and eyes were cold, and he took a look at the man, his tone was low, "I don't know what it means."

"Is there any part you don't want, I can help you." Wuyou said coolly, his face was cold, his eyes fell on the man, and he seemed to have thought about it.

The visitor raised his eyebrows, and shifted his gaze to Wuyou, "I'm sorry, this guy is too sinister, I didn't notice it for a while, I don't know, I thought the ghost king came to the world. Speaking of which, my performance this month is not very good. Enough, why not catch you and fill it in.”

"You can try." Wuyou sneered.

"Sister, have you forgotten what you are here for?" Zhou Qi hurriedly asked, seeing the tense atmosphere.

The man's eyes slashed at Zhou Qi, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he gritted his teeth, "What did you call me?"

"Miss sister... that... I think you should look at that one over there..." Zhou Qi hesitated, pointing to the basically scrapped car, and said.

The man snorted coldly, "My name is Lian Qingyu, Director of Unnatural Office, nice to meet you."

"Such a trivial matter, the director has to go there personally?" Zhou Qi was a little surprised.

Lian Qingyu then said with a half-smile: "There's more than this little thing here." Then she looked sideways at Chi Suixin, "You say yes, Miss Chi."

Chi Suixin looked pale and ignored her at all.

Wuyou looked sideways, "It's really noisy here, let's stand aside for a while."

"Okay." Chi Suixin took a deep look at Wuyou, stretched out his hand to gently support Wuyou's forearm, covered his lips and coughed twice, his face turned pale.

Wuyou led her aside, frowned and stretched out his hand towards her, the palm of his hand was the color of snow, making his fingers extraordinarily slender.

Chi Suixin twitched her fingertips lightly, looking a little dazed, "What are you doing?"

"Give me your hand." Wuyou said in a deep voice.

Chi Suixin frowned, "Why..."

Before Chi Suixin could finish speaking, Wuyou grabbed Chi Suixin's hand and wrapped her fingertips in his mouth.

Chi Suixin was stunned for a moment, she frowned tightly, her fingertips felt a sharp pain, and a drop of blood fell into Wuyou's mouth. Then, she saw a smear of blood in Wuyou's eyes, which looked like some kind of mysterious pattern .

Wuyou lowered her eyes, stroked Chi Suixin's fingertips lightly, and the wound disappeared without a trace.

The blood was fleeting, and Chi Suixin didn't see what it was, but he was inexplicably concerned.

"Okay." Wuyou let go of her hand and said softly.

Chi Suixin pursed her lower lip, "What did you do?"

"Kiss your fingertips lightly?" Wuyou said with eyebrows bent.

Chi Suixin's face was gloomy, "Don't avoid the important and take the light."

"I want a drop of your blood," Wuyou continued unhurriedly, "as a gift."

"What gift?" Chi Sui frowned.

Wuyou paused for a moment, and looked at Chi Suixin with a bit of color, "Your blood is hot, enough to warm the body temperature."

The fingertips on Chi Suixin's side curled up slightly, the corners of his mouth were pursed lightly, and he turned sideways, with some inexplicable dark colors lingering between his brows, which were fleeting.

It seems that there was such a person before, who said such words to her when it was snowing heavily.

Lian Qingyu glanced at the two people on the side with great interest, his eyes drifted past Zhou Qi, and landed on the carrion beside the car, and said in a serious way: "Look at the appearance of this product, it has been fermented for a long time, right?" ?”

"..." Zhou Qi couldn't understand the mischievous taste of the chief, so he simply stopped talking.

"Do you know your identity?" Lian Qingyu asked from a long distance away.

Zhou Qi replied: "Taxi driver, Lao Zhang."

"I only know the surname Zhang?" Lian Qingyu frowned slightly, turned on her mobile phone, pressed the screen for a long time, and then said meaningfully, "Well, didn't this person die six years ago? The license plate of this car No. We have a record on our side."

"Ah..." Zhou Qi was a little dazed. Regardless of the fact that Wujimen had been sitting in a hearse for several years, why does he feel that this car has a story, "So, does this mean...?"

"It means that we have captured the body of a fugitive suspect..." Lian Qingyu paused and shrugged, "But there is too little information on this one, wait for the technical department to come over."

"He... What did he do before?" Zhou Qi asked with some hesitation.

"He." Lian Qingyu glanced sideways at Zhou Qi, and said mysteriously, "Six years ago, when he first became a ghost, he killed a person and then dismembered that person. What bones, Meat, hair, all stuffed into this car."

Zhou Qi reacted for two seconds, and suddenly his whole body felt bad, but he still felt strong that he could save him, "But...the car doesn't look any different..."