Hit ghost

It was nearly ten o'clock in the evening when the two returned home. The key was inserted into the lock and before it was turned, the door was opened from the inside.

"What time is it! Do you still know to come back?" Wen Liang's expression twitched a little, he followed the tired two people to him, "I've been hungry at home all day!"

Ji Duan had no intention of flirting with Wen Liang at the door, he dragged Xie Jin into the room, echoed Wen Liang: "Are you a giant baby, there is a restaurant downstairs, just go down and buy something or order... ..."

His eyes fell on the pile of leftovers and bones that had not been cleaned up on the dining table, and the scent floating in the air made him understand something, Ji Duan turned around and looked at Wen Liang, "...doesn't this mean he can order takeaway by himself?" ?"

On the packaging of the food bag was written Furong Street Boneless Chicken. If Ji Duan remembered correctly, this boneless chicken should be regarded as a top local delicacy in Tanjiang.

"I bought the chicken on foot." Wen Liang played with the cigarette stick and nestled back on the bed. He pouted at another unopened bag of food on the table, "Where is your share, where did you go for a day?" Home?"

"Something happened when I bought the air conditioner." Ji Duan took off his sweat-soaked short sleeves, and sat down on the table with Xie Jin bare-chested, "Uncle Xie, eat first, I'll boil some hot water for you. "

"It's okay, I don't..." Before he could say the words against his will, Xie Jin's stomach grumbled first, and he put down the hand that blocked the young man with some embarrassment, and let the other party enter the room and start busy.

"There is hot water in the pot, just boiled." There was a gentle nagging voice next to his ears, Xie Jin lowered his head slightly, although there was almost nothing in his stomach that could be digested at this time, but he didn't really want to touch the meat in front of him. .

He just stared at the words on the food bag in a daze, until a big hand shook again and again in front of him, and then he came back to his senses.

"What are you thinking about?" Ji Duan put the smoking water glass by Xie Jin's hand. He put on disposable gloves and tore out a boneless chicken leg from the bag, and stuffed it into Xie Jin's hand without any explanation, "Eat it quickly, this half day You don't even bother to drink your saliva, and if you lose weight, you will really become a skeleton."

Xie Jin stared fixedly at the chicken leg for a long time, then let out a hum and began to eat slowly. The chicken was so badly stewed that it almost melted in his mouth, but he found it hard to swallow, so he could only rely on hot water to eat it. He kept suppressing the fishy smell in his throat.

"But let's talk about Furong Street." Wen Liang abruptly broke the quiet and weird atmosphere, he half-lyed on the bed and swallowed, his gray-blue eyes seemed to be careless.

"When I went to buy chicken, I heard from the boss that the little daughter next door had disappeared, and suddenly disappeared in broad daylight."

His voice drifted quietly in the room, and when the smoke cleared, he found that the two who were eating looked back at him in unison.

Wen Liang raised his eyebrows in surprise. He put his waist back into his arms and asked, "What? Why did you react like this?"

"You said that there are also girls missing in Furong Street?" Ji Duan was quicker than Xie Jin, and asked the common question that both of them had in mind.

and also?

Wen Liang was even more puzzled. He exhaled the last puff of smoke from his mouth and nodded, "It's the youngest daughter of a tofu seller on Furong Street. Have you also encountered a missing child?"

"That's right." Ji Duan quickly recounted Cheng Zaimin's experience, "The son of the shop that sells second-hand electrical appliances also disappeared suddenly, and there is no news yet."

If it is said that a missing child may be lost or kidnapped, those two must not be accidental. There is very likely a human trafficking organization active near Furong Street, looking for opportunities to attack those ignorant children.

"Brother Cheng must be having a hard time recently. His son is missing and his mother is sick. Is there anything we can do to help him, maybe at least try to find the child." Xie Jin was holding a water glass, and he could see that he was a little worried.

"It's not that we don't want to help, Uncle Xie, this is the job of the police, how else can we find it?" Ji Duan kept tearing meat from the chicken and stuffing it into Xie Jin's mouth, "You should eat well first."

The fragrant chicken was stuffed into his mouth, but Xie Jin found it hard to swallow. He suppressed the inexplicable meaty smell by drinking hot water, and hung his head in silence.

"Who said the child's disappearance was caused by a living person?"

Wen Liang's words sounded like thunder, and the two people at the dinner table turned their heads to look at him at the same time, only to see that the white-haired Taoist priest was still lying on his side in the boneless posture just now, but his expression became very serious, not as if he was joking. look.

"What do you mean?" Ji Duan was not very used to Wen Liang's hypocritical face to some extent, he frowned and asked back, "Did the disappearance of the two children be caused by living people?"

"It's not a living person, but it hasn't completely stepped into hell." Wen Liang stood up, and he deliberately dragged out his voice, "I just made a divination, and it is not easy for the child to disappear."

"Not a living person? Can you see who did it, and why did you kidnap those children?" Wen Liang's slow answer made the always good-tempered Xie Jin a little anxious.

If it's not a living person, could that be something done by a ghost?What would a ghost do if it kidnapped a living child?

The anxiety in his heart made Xie Jin put down the water glass in his hand, wishing he could grab Wen Liang's lapel and ask for clarification.

Wen Liang was so urged by these two people to scratch his ears, he threw his mobile phone to Ji Duan, "Look for yourself, I'm so sleepy, I can't get enough sleep all day long."

The phone page was still on, and there was a small program called "Didi Catch Ghosts" that he had found someone to make on it, and there was even a collection record not long ago.

"...You took the order again?" Ji Duan felt his forehead twitch violently. He looked carefully at the payer, and found that the person's profile picture was a photo of a shop, and there was a line of small gray words underneath: Furong Street Tofu Chapter.

Xie Jin also leaned his head over to look at it, and the anxiety on his face remained unchanged: "Wen Liang, do you think this is a supernatural event? You just said that the dying person took the child away. What is going on?"

Wen Liang, who has always been very active in answering questions, did not answer Xie Jin's question directly this time. He lay on his back on the sofa, staring directly at the peeling ceiling above his head as if in a trance.

"Do you know something?" Ji Duan frowned, and he put Wen Liang's phone back on the table, "If this is really a child missing caused by a supernatural event, even the police intervening won't help."

"Yes, the police are useless."

Wen Liang was paralyzed on the sofa as if he had no bones, he sighed heavily, "Isn't there a saying that the secrets of the sky should not be revealed, and if I say too much, my life will be short."

Silver-white long hair poured down his shoulders, Wen Liang raised his chin with a smile that was not a smile, he turned his face to look at Ji Duan, "What's the matter, Lao Ji, it's not your style to have empathy for irrelevant things ah."

"What do you think I am? Such a small child is missing, but any normal person would want to contribute." Ji Duan looked serious, and he faced Wen Liang with an affirmative expression, "So don't be secretive, just say what you know .”

"No problem." Wen Liang sat up, he didn't care about the wrinkled clothes on his chest, and took the thrown mobile phone from Ji Duan, "That's right, Master Ji, experiences make people grow, your awareness is stronger than before It's much higher."

"Don't be rude."

Ji Duan was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, so he turned his head and told Xie Jin, "Uncle Xie, you should call the man of the second-hand electric appliance first to make sure, and ask where his child disappeared."

"Okay, I'll go and confirm it now." Xie Jin realized later that he was going to the bathroom to make a phone call when he suddenly remembered something and asked again, "So can this matter be classified as a supernatural event? Telling him this at this juncture, I'm afraid he won't be able to accept it."

"Don't say anything first, you just need to get information from him." Ji Duan looked at Wen Liang who was paralyzed on the sofa, and found that Wen Liang was also looking at him, "Are you right?"

"That's right, let's not talk about supernatural events first. Ordinary people will think we are low-class magic sticks." Wen Liang gave a thumbs up on the bed to express his affirmation, "We are just helping by the way."

When the toilet door was closed, Ji Duan and Wen Liang fell silent at the same time, and after a while Ji Duan asked, "Did you see nothing when you were really divination?"

"I can't see it. Divination is not as magical as you think. At most, you can see what kind of person the other party is." Wen Liang lay on the sofa, shaking Erlang's legs up and down, "And krypton Fate divination, if you want to know, this is another price."

"Qianqianqian, you're talking about money all day long, maybe you're obsessed with money ghosts?"

Ji Duan squeezed his eyebrows, and he said helplessly, "Then let me ask another question, are those abducted children okay?"

Wen Liang kicked wildly in the air with one leg dangling, but when he heard this sentence, his movements subconsciously froze for a moment.

"I'm afraid it's not very good."

"Didn't you say you don't know? What's going on if it's not very good." Ji Duan felt that Wen Liang was suspected of talking nonsense, and he raised his eyebrows to provoke the other party deliberately, "Or are you just a magic stick, what? Didn't see it either?"

Wen Liang grinned, and he sat up on the bed like a carp, "It's useless, don't try to use aggressive methods, if you see it, you see it, if you don't see it, you don't see it, I said those children are not in good condition, of course I have my reasons."

The two stared at each other for a long time, and Ji Duan found that he was speechless.

Xie Jin's footsteps in the toilet were clearly in disarray.The pace of pacing became faster and faster. The moment Xie Jin rushed out of the toilet door, two people outside the door looked at him at the same time.

"...Listen to me." Xie Jin hadn't ended the call with the mobile phone in his hand, and his flustered expression seemed to verify their previous conjecture.

His eyes quickly swept across the faces of the two, and now is not the time to mess around, "Brother Cheng's son was indeed lost near Furong Street!"

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