Immersive ghost hunting

After eating, Qu Yibai quickly drove the car.

"Your driver also sleeps during the day?" Ye Silong opened the co-pilot's door.

"...Lunch break." Qu Yibai was sitting in the driver's seat, holding the steering wheel with one hand, and leaning against the door with his temples in the other. Qu Yibai looked a little tired.

Ye Silong poked him, "Why don't you sleep for a while? Fatigue driving can kill people."

Qu Yibai wasn't tired, he was thinking about something, but he didn't tell Ye Silong.

"Not tired, let's go." Qu Yibai drove out the car very steadily.

Not long after, Qu Yibo asked: "If the blind girl was really killed by innocent people, what role does the trash can ghost play in this incident?"

Ye Silong lowered his head and was about to fall asleep. Just when Qu Yibai thought he would not answer, Ye Silong suddenly asked a question, "I have an intuition that the trash can ghost and the adult ghost should be together."

Qu Yibai frowned, "Does the trash can help adults silence their mouths?"

Ye Silong said, "If the blind girl lost her life because of something done by an adult evil spirit, and wandered here with her obsession, then I and the wizard are the ones looking for to solve it. They don't know that the blind girl's memory has been confused. , afraid that the blind woman will tell the whole thing, could it be—”

The two said at the same time: "I am worried that we will follow the blind woman's confession and find out who is behind the scenes."

"But will the blind girl's memory really be confused?" Qu Yibai seemed very distressed.

"I'll know the answer soon." Ye Silong leaned on the back of the chair, "Wouldn't her acting skills be that good? She looks kind."

Qu Yibai turned a corner, and said in a regretful and angry tone, "I didn't see her." So, the ghost knows if her acting skills are good or not.

"That's right, it's useless to tell you." Ye Silong nodded, "But it's because you can't see it, otherwise you are so timid and scared you to death."

Qu Yibai: "..." Are you comforting me or scolding me?

Ye Silong put his face on the glass window to see the scenery outside the window, when he passed by Rongji, he suddenly turned his head and asked, "Do you want to eat wife cake?"

Qu Yibai thought of the ecstatic winter melon paste in his wife's cake, nodded, "Eat."

"How many?"

"Five."

"...Okay, then put me down on the side of the road, and I'll go buy it."

Ye Silong jumped out of the car, thinking to himself, this man's stomach is really a bottomless pit.

Qu Yibai said behind him: "Be careful, don't worry."

Only then did JTT dare to speak.

Tammy said, "Does the Trash Can Ghost know who it is?"

Tony said: "I'm also checking! But after that night, it seemed to disappear."

Jack said: "I always feel that the trash can ghost is his."

Tammy looked serious, "Could it be his son? He—"

Tony couldn't help interrupting him, "Your sister! You let two big men give birth to you? Crazy!"

Tammy choked: "You must be sick, you ate dynamite! He can use such a perverted—"

"Hush—" Jack waved his hand, "Brother Ye is back."

The weather was really cold, Ye Silong only went out for a short while, and when he got into the car, he was covered with chills, he opened his white teeth, "It's hot, let's go!"

Ye Silong stretched out his fingers to show Qu Yibai the way. When Qu Yibai was driving seriously, a warm thing suddenly appeared on his mouth. It was the wife cake that Ye Silong fed, "Take a bite?"

Qu Yibai bit more than half of it.

Ye Silong: "..." You have such a big mouth, "Do you still eat?"

"Don't eat for now." Qu Yibo said.

"Oh." Ye Silong put the half into his mouth without thinking.

"Cough cough cough cough—" Qu Yibai suddenly coughed until his lungs pierced.

He slammed on the brakes, and Ye Silong almost sprayed it all on the windshield.

"What's wrong with you! I'm scared to death! I'm even better at riding a bicycle than you!" Ye Silong chewed a big mouthful of his wife, and he said vaguely, "If you tell you to eat such a big mouthful, you won't be able to choke to death!"

Damn, it's not because of this!Qu Yibai rested his forehead on the steering wheel, coughing, and at the same time, Ye Silong was driving him on a bicycle, the two of them were smiling, facing the wind in the golden rice fields, with their white shirts flying.

That's weird... the coughing got worse.

Ye Silong patted Qu Yibai's back, he quickly recovered his breathing, and started the car again.

JTT covered his eyes one after another, help!What if I suddenly want to go back and write a review?

Xiasha Village is not far away, and it will be there soon if you drive.

Ye Silong has been looking for a biscuit shop since he entered the village. If grandma didn't talk nonsense, the people in the biscuit shop might have seen Uncle Gen.

But along the way, there were very few shops, some were closed, some were open, all were gloomy, and a few aunts sat at the door and shot flies.

"Is that a biscuit shop?" Qu Yibai gestured to the front of the road, it was empty, and there were a few low shops on the side of the road.

"Yes." Ye Silong glanced at it from a distance, there are too many f---ing biscuit shops, ah spring biscuits, big rich biscuits, falling in love with biscuits...

But the good thing is that they are all connected together as competitors, and the bad thing is that they didn't open the door.

"Why don't you open the door?" Ye Silong leaned closer to Qu Yibai to look at the watch on his hand, "It's two o'clock... and you haven't woken up yet?"

Qu Yibai's wrist was full of Ye Sitong's breath, a little itchy, he twisted his body unnaturally, "Come back and have a look."

"alright."

Ye Silong took the newspaper in his hand and found the place where Huangmao's accident was discovered that day. Just a few kilometers ahead of the biscuit shop, it was a secluded forest overgrown with weeds. There was a row of biscuit shops far behind the village. , is indeed not easy to be found.

"A radius of three kilometers is about the same, otherwise Uncle Gen would not have time to walk over." Qu Yibai looked down, and there was no trace of trampling on the dry mud.

"What do you mean?"

"On the premise that Uncle Gen didn't alarm anyone, the best way to contact those biscuit shops is at this place. The farther you are from the biscuit shop, the less time you have to go deep into the woods. He won't do that. What we want is probably buried near the road."

After Qu Yibai finished speaking, he squatted on the ground again and pushed aside the grass and dead branches.

"Oh, I understand." Ye Silong knelt down beside him, "If he wants to go home in the early morning when there are no people around, then he won't have much time to bury the evidence, so we just need to follow the road a short distance away. Just look for it nearby.”

"Yeah." Qu Yibai looked at the sky and said, "The weather was pretty good last night."

But the two still feel a bit like looking for a needle in a haystack.

At this time, it was afternoon, and the slanting sunlight was not stingy projecting the ground, and the weeds on the roadside were hidden in the backlight under the cover of the big trees, which was particularly obvious.

Qu Yibai stood up and began to look closely along the road.

Finally, on a dry leaf, I saw some dots of gold powder.

He took it off and handed it in front of Ye Silong. The gold powder appeared in the shape of an elongated finger, "Uncle Gen wiped it casually?"

Ye Silong agreed, "It's probably because I don't want to leave too much on my body, so I wiped it off as I passed by." He took the leaf and turned it over a few times, "I don't want to leave too much... Uncle Gen's clothes..."

"Look through the trash can!" Qu Yibai walked out quickly, "Uncle Gen should have just changed his clothes this morning, and the trash collectors probably wouldn't have come so fast."

Tammy heard the momentary conditioned reflex of the trash can, and thought that the evil spirit of the trash can had come out to make trouble again.

"Should be, the birds don't shit here, so I guess they still keep it." Ye Silong followed after him.

Tony waved at Ye Silong from a distance, "I found it!"

Ye Silong waved Qu Yibai's big hand, "Let's go!"

The trash can stood next to the public toilet, and Ye Silong opened it without saying a word, but fortunately there was no smell.

There are few people, and there is less garbage, and the gray cloth can be seen at a glance.

Ye Silong took it out and raised it. It was a gray gown with white satin cuffs, covered with fine gold powder. He lowered his head and sniffed it, and there was a smell of burning paper. He was familiar with it, completely Without thinking about it, he said: "He burned the paper money. It seems that the gold powder is rubbed off the paper money."

"Yeah, but it shouldn't be burned here." Qu Yibo looked at the trash can, "If you burn it in such a dry forest, if you're not careful, you might cry behind bars."

Ye Silong thought for a while, "It's true that no one is so badass. He should have burned it at the place where he killed someone. After all, Huangmao didn't die. It's unlucky to burn it here."

He turned around and asked Jack, "Does Huangmao like sesame seed cakes?"

Jack was sweating, how would he know, "Um..."

Qu Yibai took out a pair of shoes from the bottom of the trash can, he grabbed his orchid fingers, his face was full of disgust, the shoes were actually not dirty, just a lot of dust.

"Go to the biscuit shop and ask again, it won't be too far from here." Qu Yibo said, the shoes have no dirt or weeds, and Uncle Gen didn't go into Xiaolin, so the burnt paper can only be in the front.

They went back to the low shops again.

Ye Silong knocked on the door from door to door, "Is anyone there? Buy sesame seed cakes!"

After knocking for a long time, Achun Shaobing had an aunt sticking out half of her face from the small door above the iron gate, "It's closed today."

"why?"

Auntie pulled her face off, "It's not open, it's not open!"

Cut, the attitude is so bad!

Ye Silong changed to another family, this time he fell in love with biscuits.

Unexpectedly, after only one knock this time, the iron gate would automatically open fully. An uncle came out with a big red plastic bag, followed by a little boy about five years old, who was pushing an iron bucket.

"What's the matter, I told you I'm closed today!" The uncle looked worried, "I want to buy sesame seed cakes next time, I'll give you two more."

After speaking, he walked out with the boy.

"Why aren't they open?" Ye Silong stopped in front of them.

The uncle glanced at the road, and said with some horror: "Don't ask!"

Qu Yibai's EQ was very low, he took a step forward and said, "Is someone dead?"

"Shh! Don't talk about such things!" The uncle finally looked at the two of them squarely, "Where did you come from?"

Really dead.

Ye Silong looked at the plastic bag in the uncle's hand, vaguely revealing the outline of some golden mountain paper money, and then looked at the iron bucket that was almost as tall as a little boy, "You want to burn things for the dead?"

The uncle waved his hands in a panic, "Tsk! Don't mention those two words again, and stop people from doing business, really!"

Ye Silong and Qu Yibai stood at the door, motionless.

Well, these two people really don't like oil and salt.

Just as the uncle was about to make a fuss, Ye Silong asked, "Did an uncle burn paper last night?"

Hearing this, the uncle put down the broom in his hand.

"Baby, come here." The uncle waved his hand, let the little boy stand beside him, and then closed the iron gate.

"Where are you from?" the uncle asked again.

Ye Silong cut straight to the point, "The dead, male or female?"

The uncle wanted to cry but had no tears, "Women, women, bad luck! How do you know this?"

Qu Yibo said: "I heard it."

The uncle said: "Don't lie to me!"

Qu Yibo asked: "Why do you say that?"

"This matter has been suppressed. I heard that the family of the person who hit the dead has a big business. There are people at home to take care of it, and the newspapers are not allowed to publish it." The uncle sat aside, hugging the little boy, "It's really bad luck. He died at the door of the store, and no one dared to buy sesame seed cakes these days!"

"How did you die?"

"It was hit to death, ouch, that girl died so badly, her intestines and brains came out, and she died on the spot!" said the uncle while covering the child's ears.

Ye Silong paced back and forth, "How old is that girl? What does she look like?"

The uncle recalled, "Long hair, quite young, wearing a skirt, eating a few biscuits at my place, and when he went out, he was gone."

Qu Yibai glanced at Ye Silong, seeing Ye Silong nodding at him, no doubt she was a blind woman.

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Road reasoning reference "13 missing steps"