super science squad

Equation continued: "You know, Taoism pays attention to 'circle' and reciprocating circulation. If it can't circulate, this bit of heaven and earth vitality is like a pool of stagnant water, which has no effect. This is an ordinary superpower."

The wind on his brows was clear and cloudless, and he stood in the shadowy woods and talked eloquently. A gust of wind blew and rustled the leaves, and he had a strong and vigorous temperament. He said slowly: "When more than four apertures are opened, we It is called opening the eyes of the sky. This type of people can circulate the vitality of the world on their own, but the degree is different. The more openings are opened, the smoother the circulation. This is the supernatural person."

He added: "The reason why you feel uncomfortable is because the qi here is not in harmony with you, and it is stagnated in your body. You haven't understood how to circulate the vitality of heaven and earth, and the meridians are blocked, so of course it is uncomfortable."

Xu Pu was taught humbly: "How to control the vitality of heaven and earth?"

Fang Fang smiled faintly: "If you want to learn it, you can, as long as you enter my Qingcheng Mountain Gate first."

Xu Pu had an interesting expression: "What's the rule?"

Fang Fang said solemnly: "I don't have many rules in Qingcheng Mountain. To be a Taoist priest, you only need to be a vegetarian. You can't drink alcohol and get married."

Xie Nanhui watched from the side, couldn't help laughing, the color of his eyes was particularly bright when he smiled, like a blue ocean, reflecting the white clouds in the sky, deep and distant.Standing tall, a corner of his coat was blown up by the wind, with a kind of unrestrained chic.If it weren't for the white skin and three-dimensional facial features of the mixed race, he would look more like a Taoist priest of Leisure Cloud and Wild Crane than Equation.

Xu Pu thought nonsensically that maybe Xie Nanhui was really suitable to be a Taoist priest. Most of the academic madman like him would not get married, and he had few desires.

"Okay." Xu Pu said, "What should I call you? Senior Brother?"

Fang Fang laughed.I could tell he was joking.He also replied: "I am ranked sixth, but I am not a big brother."

The two played tricks, and Xu Pu didn't really want to learn, but he just casually said that it was Qingcheng Mountain's unique mentality, so let's not mention it again.

After 10 minutes, there was still no movement.

Receiving Xie Nanhui's questioning gaze, Fang Fang smiled nonchalantly, took out the compass from a large cloth pocket he was carrying with him, turned it around a few times, but there was no movement on the compass, he asked a little puzzled: "Huh? What's going on? "

Xu Pu was also surprised that the female ghost did not follow Xie Nan closely because of Xie Nan's return, but it was always near him, and now it suddenly disappeared, which is really illogical.

He pondered for a while, then tentatively said: "This is the place where she died, does she not want to come?"

"That makes sense," Fang Fang said, and Xie Nanhui nodded in agreement.

At this moment, Xu Pu's cell phone rang, and he glanced at it. It was a call from a friend who used to manage files at the police station.Before leaving, he asked his friend to check Cheng Xin's information, and he called now, there should be news.

Xu Pu pressed the speakerphone, and he really said, "Hey! Xiao Xu! I found the person you want me to find, but there are too many. Your keyword is too vague. Just give me a name. It is said that they have died for many years, at least fifty in the past 30 years. Brother, I did my best."

Xu Pu said a few words, thanked him and hung up the phone.After a while, the friend sent the electronic file over, Xu Pu connected his mobile phone to the software, and Fang Xie Nanhui and the three of them looked at it carefully.

There are a total of 59 eligible women. Xu Pu searched from the first page. When he turned to page No.40, Xu Pu looked at the young lady's face on the screen and suddenly felt familiar.

He read it several times. According to the information, Cheng Xin died in 21 at the age of 42, still very young. If she is still alive, she should be [-] years old.She has long hair and a beautiful face. Since there are only ID photos, I can't tell how long it is. Xu Pu gestures that it is about waist long.

His heart sank, and he recalled the appearance of the female ghost. Although her face was smeared with blood, there were still some similarities between her faces, and her hair was about the same length.

When Xie Nan saw him with a hesitant look, he had paused on this page for a long time and asked, "Have you found it?"

Xu Pu shook his head, looked at it again, and felt that the photo was indescribably familiar: "I'm not sure."

He asked the equation: "Is there any way you can determine how long she's been dead?"

"Yes." Fang Fang said, "but she must be recruited."

Xie Nanhui made a decisive decision: "Change the place."

Half an hour later, Fang Fang changed into his Taoist robes, and he was equipped with whisks, compass, candlesticks, and incense burners.

The equation is going to summon souls.

In fact, after leaving there, Xu Pu was able to call Cheng Xin out.But in order to verify whether No.40 No. 40 is really her, Equation decides to summon the soul.The year of birth and death of the deceased is required for summoning the soul. If Cheng Xin can be recruited using the data of No. [-] No. [-], it must be her.

The light in the room was very dark, only two candles were burning, Fang Fang put his posture in the right position, and let out a soft, indescribable sound from his mouth.

"Heh..." There was a very soft cry, like a sigh or a whisper, lingering in the whole room.Sometimes it is short, sometimes it is long, and it is clearly transmitted to everyone's eardrums.

These seemingly meaningless syllables are very rhythmic, and they spit out gently from the mouth of the equation, as beautiful as singing.

Gradually, a sigh resounded in the room.The sigh was very soft, mixed with Fang Fang's light shouts, it was almost indistinguishable.

When the third sigh sounded, Xu Pu suddenly realized something, and looked at the opposite wall, where a faint black shadow appeared, Fang Fang's shouts became more and more urgent, and the black shadow became thicker and thicker , and finally formed a figure with long hair past his waist and head bowed down.

The figure strangled his throat in pain, struggled and twisted, and raised his head desperately. His face was covered with blood, and there was a heavy shadow on the long skirt he was wearing.

"It's her," Xu Pu said after watching silently for a while, "We found it."

Next, Xu Pu made a special trip to invite that friend to dinner and thank him for his help.

He had already thought up his excuse: "This Cheng Xin was the nanny of a younger sister of mine when she was young. She was brought up since she was a child, and she had a deep relationship with her. Later, she resigned for unknown reasons. I heard that she died of illness not long after. A few days ago, that little girl dreamed of her nanny, so she insisted on arguing to visit her nanny's grave. But this person has been dead for so many years, and there is no news at all. Where can I find the grave? Zhao Chen, this This time, thanks to your help, otherwise I would have been pissed to death by this little girl."

Zhao Chen didn't delve into the issue of age either, and teased with a smile: "Don't fool me, kid, what sister? Little lover is about the same."

Xu Pu was noncommittal, he had been with this distinguished friend for a long time, and a few words would not lose a piece of meat, but would be more credible.

"I have to trouble you with something."

When the meal was almost finished, Xu Pu said, "Do you have any detailed files? The person is right, but I can't find out where the burial is."

This time, Zhao Chen shook his head: "It's not that my buddies don't help, this happened more than 20 years ago, the newly recorded electronic files only have basic information, and the old files are piled up in the municipal building, so I don't care about this. "

"Then is there any other way?" Xu Pu asked.

Zhao Chen searched for a long time with his mobile phone: "I know a friend who works in the management of old files. I'll contact him later. See if I can help you." What kind of girlfriend, you say you don't know how to love women, so active this time, you really care about this girl."

Xu Pu thanked you with a smile, but in his heart he wanted to care about your mother's size, I just wanted to save my life.

After the meal, Zhao Chen immediately dialed the number there, and the other side was also very forthright, saying that there were too many people during the day, and told Xu Pu to come over right now if he was free.Of course Xu Pu couldn't wish for it. He had lived alone for several years, and he was well-versed in the world, so of course he wouldn't come to the door empty-handed.

After sending Zhao Chen away, he bought a bottle of red wine in the hotel, took a pair of soft China, and drove to the municipal office.

The place where the old archives are kept is not in the municipal building, but in a small institution next to it.

At seven or eight o'clock in the evening, most people left, only one office on the third floor was still lit.The guard said it was their section chief working overtime.

Xu Pu thought that it was Zhao Chen's friend who was waiting for him.He bought two packs of cigarettes for the doorman, shook the wine in his hand and said he was going up to catch up with old friends, the doorman didn't doubt it, and let him in directly.

Zhao Chen's friend is a man in his early thirties, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, gentle, full of elite appearance, and looks like a cunning face.

When he saw Xu Pu, he shook his hand politely and introduced him as Wen Bowen.Seeing that he was a few years older than him, Xu Pu politely called Brother Wen.

He handed Wen Bowen the wine and cigarettes he bought, but the other party quickly declined: "Xiao Xu is too polite, what a big deal! Take it back, take it back!"

Xu Pu has always been impatient with these hypocritical official accents, but he can only endure it if he wants something from others.

Xu Pu: "Where is it, it's my younger brother's job to bother brother Wen to wait for me for so long."

The two courted each other several times, and Wen Bowen accepted the gift.

He enthusiastically took Xu Pu downstairs to the archives room: "Little Xu, you are lucky. The old archives are being renovated in the past few years, and the old archives have to be moved to the newly built archives building. They are all monitored by electronic eyes and passwords. I can't help you." Busy."