Fox spirit's self-cultivation

Zheng Xuanli, whose scalp was almost pulled off by the female ghost, was about to cry in pain.

Hearing this, the tears in the ghost's eyes were abruptly stuck in the sockets: "Huh?"

Li Yafei looked blankly at the place where her fingers fell, and when she saw that she was indeed holding a handful of long black hair in her hands, her eyes finally died successfully.

"Yes... I'm sorry." Li Yafei retracted her fingers trembling, and accidentally saw two long black shiny hairs wrapped around her hands.

Li Yafei silently put her hands behind her back again.

Zheng Xuanli ate the last morsel of life-sustaining food, straightened his unlucky hair, and complained: "I've come to you every day for a meal this past year... Cough, I'm here to accompany you as a guest. We're so familiar, what's the matter? Can't you just say it straight, why do you have to pull my hair? It will be bald!"

He is a stone fox with a bald head, and it is not easy to transform into a head of black, shiny and soft hair. Why do people always have trouble with his poor hair?

Hair is one of the few soft places on his body!

Even his tongue is dragged down by the prototype, and his sense of taste is lost. No one can understand how rare his normal hair is.

Zheng Xuanli couldn't help but flicked his proud hair, and the shadow hovering under his feet immediately bared its teeth and claws to show its presence.

Li Yafei was about to cry again: "I'm sorry! I was wrong!"

Zheng Xuanli put the bowl in the sink, poured in the dish soap, and used spells to lure the water to wash the bowl. He frowned and said, "I've nourished you with spiritual air for a year, and you've only solidified a little. Wishes weep the soul away."

"Nurture the soul? Wish?"

Li Yafei was taken aback, she realized that she might have misunderstood something.

When Li Yafei first became a ghost, her mind was not very clear, and there was no abnormality when getting along with the devil in front of her. Now that she has regained her consciousness and memory, she is afraid of him.

Zheng Xuanli washed the dishes, put them back with ease, dried his hands, and said, "Yes, nourish your soul. Didn't you meet a demon hunter last night? Their yang energy will make your soul weak, so I'll hurry up." I sent you a rose to make your soul more solid."

"So roses have such a function?" Li Yafei was dumbfounded.

"Otherwise? When I meet a dying soul, I will help one or two, and it would be even better if it can be saved. Those Taoist priests said that if a soul with a wish stays in the mortal world, it will bring a lot of trouble to the living."

After Zheng Xuanli finished speaking, he suddenly fell silent.

After a while, Li Yafei heard him whispering: "I don't know if the souls of those guys have been saved after I was thrown there...Forget it, such a group of logs may have become the rations of monsters long ago." gone."

Li Yafei faintly felt something similar to her own soul from Zheng Xuanli's body, and she couldn't help wondering: "Do you also have unfulfilled wishes to become the soul of a monster?"

Zheng Xuanli returned to his senses, with a slightly unrestrained sarcasm on his face: "What kind of wish can a monster like me have? Tell me about you, the demon hunter has come, your time is running out, and now the soul Complete memory recovery, what exactly is your wish?"

Li Yafei always thought that Zheng Xuanli was the reason she was stuck in the same place and couldn't leave. Now she knew she was wrong, she lowered her head and said in embarrassment: "I didn't know what my wish was, but after so long, only one person can see it." to me..."

There was a sweet smile on the ghost's face, which made her pale face glow like a living person, "He was so gentle to me, he said that he loved me with all his heart, even if he lost everything... Yes, mine My wish is him. I just want to see him again, I can't leave this villa, I miss him day and night, and prepare food for him with full expectation, day after day...

"After finally waiting for him, I wanted to tell him my heart, but I didn't know that I had become a ghost. He was fainted by me, and it is said that he was sick..."

"Miss Li, you probably made a mistake." Zheng Xuanli squeezed the space between his brows, "Ghosts who died violently will only be seen by one kind of people."

The young man said indifferently, "The souls of violent deaths can only be seen by the murderers who directly killed them."

Li Yafei stared blankly at Zheng Xuanli, for a moment it seemed that she was deaf and couldn't understand Zheng Xuanli's words at all.The whole soul was blank, and after a few minutes, she murmured: "What do you mean by that?"

Zheng Xuanli's eyes were clear, with a kind of dark banter: "You understand, Li Yafei."

"Impossible...impossible..."

Li Yafei smiled reluctantly, his face gradually withered, "He is not that kind of person, he is obviously so gentle, when my husband snubbed me and laughed at me, he was the one who comforted me gently, he is the only person who understands me, my death Isn't the reason very clear, I'm seriously ill...it has nothing to do with him, I don't believe your words!"

Although he roared hoarsely in disbelief, the ghost's ferocity had gradually permeated, and the transparent teardrops on the female ghost's face turned into blood red.

Zheng Xuanli reached out and fiddled with the withering flowers in the vase, and said casually: "If you don't believe it, don't believe it. It is only my duty to tell the truth to the soul demonized by resentment. For such a long time, you make dinner alone day after day Waiting for someone to come to a banquet is always lonely, so I am here. Although the guest who should come is not me, I still want to say, thank you for the hospitality."

The soul of the nurturing woman swallowed by the evil spirit of death was just the meal fee he paid, and telling the truth was also part of the meal fee.

After the words fell, just like when he came, the strange man turned into a black mist and disappeared into the villa.

The withered rose reappeared in the vase, and it was extraordinarily red.

The woman who couldn't control the flow of blood and tears looked at the flower as bright as a heart, and the blood and tears hit the flower drop by drop, and the petals trembled slightly.

Li Yafei remembered what the man had said to her over the years.

He said so passionately that he loves her, that he, who was born in poverty, needs a chance. Under his suggestion, she married Xu Xiangrong who had shown favor to him in a ignorant way, just to provide him with an almost slim opportunity to learn painting. Chance.

Even though she was so afraid of Xu Xiangrong, who was very old and uncertain, she still tried her best to please him, just to let him get what he wanted.

Until Xu Xiangrong found out that her heart belonged to her, she was violent towards her, wanted to know who the person was with her, was beaten all over her body, and was locked in the villa alone to reflect, she didn't mention a word of her beloved.

She loves that person with her body, blood, and tears!

But what about him?

After a while, a sharp roar resounded through the villa: "Ah——Wei Lin, why, why!"

The glass of the entire villa was shattered into powder in an instant, and the evil spirit hovering in the villa found its source in an instant, and all of them entered Li Yafei's body.

The originally transparent ghost image was completely solidified, and turned into a woman in black clothes and a black hat. Bright bloodstains snaked on the woman's snow-white cheeks. Her fingers gently pressed the rose pinned to her chest, and her red lips Raised, revealing a pale and distorted smile.

"Wei Lin, my love, here I come! This time, please tell me with your heart, do you really love me?"

The woman hummed a lingering love song, walked up the winding stairs to the door of the villa, and then raised her hand to lock the door that separated her from the outside world.

The slender white fingers fell, and the iron door seemed to be corroded by concentrated sulfuric acid, making a piercing rattling sound, and soon the door lock turned into iron juice.

The wind blew the hat of the woman in black, and she raised her hand to press the brim of the hat, and slowly disappeared into the night.

the next day.

In the Witcher Association.

Tan Lili from the Laboratory Department was flipping through the files, and said with her tongue: "When you were interrogating Zheng Xuanli, Wei Lin walked to the Xu family's villa as if he was sleepwalking in his sleep. It was as if a dead soul was calling him. It was the hospital nurses who found him. No, I brought him back at the fork near the villa. Do you know what happened next?"

"He was being followed by a ghost. The person who summoned him to the villa must be Mrs. Xu who 'died of illness'?" Kong Qing said without seeming surprised.

The girl sneered: "That's right. He collapsed when he returned to the nursing home. He said that he was faking his madness because someone wanted to kill him. Now everyone knows that it was a ghost who killed him.

"Tsk, if you don't do something wrong, you won't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door. I just said, the hospital test results showed that his nerve adjustment ability is normal, so I guess he is pretending to be crazy to hide something. He must be the breakthrough point in this case."

After the words fell, the three people's mobile phones rang, and they received a message.

After reading the news, the expressions of the three of them changed immediately.

——Wei Lin died, his heart was pulled out by Li Gui and he died.

The evil spirit left at the scene was exactly the same as that in Xu's villa. The demon hunter who was out on the field wanted to go to Xu's villa to arrest Mrs. Xu, but the evil spirit and demonic energy in the villa disappeared completely, and Mrs. Xu disappeared.

Kong Lingxiao frowned: "Obviously, the ghost that produced the evil spirit is Mrs. Xu. We were confused by the painting at the time, and we didn't even notice that Mrs. Xu was not a normal lingering ghost."

Only the soul of violent death will stay forever, and the disease that caused Mrs. Xu's death is of course something else.

Kong Qing felt his face ache, and couldn't help muttering: "A ghost who has only been a year old, how could we have thought that she is strong enough to kill people with revenge? The first thing the ghost kills is the person who killed her. It seems Wei Lin was brought back to the villa by Madam Xu's death, but why didn't she kill Wei Lin in the first place?"

He printed out the photos of the crime scene and handed them to Kong Lingxiao.

Kong Lingxiao only glanced at it, then his eyes trembled: "Flowers."

"Flowers? Where are the flowers?" Kong Qing looked at the photo suspiciously.

In the photo, Wei Lin, who was wearing a hospital gown, seemed to be asleep, with a smile on his face, and the left breast, which was missing only one organ, was dyed red.

Following Kong Lingxiao's line of sight, Kong Qing finally noticed that the shape of the blood stained on the hospital gown really looked like a withered rose stuck in his chest.

"This..." Kong Qing felt his scalp numb and his throat dry, "How could this happen!"

This position is another rose...

Zheng Xuanli!

In an instant, a name popped up in the minds of the three present.