Chapter 180
Shuyou Lin held the map in his left hand and the compass in his right hand. He walked around and finally found his destination.
Each of them comes with a compass standard, but except for Tan Wenbin who can use the compass to look at some Feng Shui, like the compass in the hands of Ayou, Mengmeng and Runsheng, they can only be used as one Large compass for.
The coordinate point was in a village under a township. Lin Shuyou took off his mountaineering bag, held it in his arms, and sat down on the side of the road.
Next is a private house, and there is a separate small brick house next to the main house of the private house, which is a toilet.
Not long after Lin Shuyou sat down, an aunt came out of the house and put on the porcelain jar.
Without pulling the curtain, I turned my body, faced out, leaned back, half-squatted, pulled down my cotton pants, and sat directly on the wooden seat with two armrests.
Shuyou Lin felt a large piece of white flashing in front of his eyes, and then immediately turned his head and blushed. "Whose family are you?"
The aunt, who was convenient, was idle and asked Lin Shuyou.
"I'm not from local." "Oh, speak Mandarin, haha, where is your hometown?" "Fujian." "Fujian, Are everyone over there doing business and very rich? ”
“No.”
"I heard that you Fujianese are always rich, and the houses built at home are all very many floors."
At this time, my aunt was like the Empress Dowager sitting upright on the dragon throne, while Lin Shuyou was like a seat in front of her. The white and tender father-in-law was questioned.
Shuyou Lin originally wanted to continue sitting here, but it would be quiet when the house was convenient.
After all, the coordinates he found were here, and it was afternoon, so I guess the evil spirit was about to come out by night.
But the aunt's voice attracted the aunts in several nearby houses. Several aunts came out of their homes, came here, and started chatting.
As we chatted, two of them also started urging us, and it seemed that they would also have some convenience.
From times, they would deliberately call Lin Shuyou to ask about his situation.
A handsome young foreigner, holding a bag, sat on the side of the road for so long, is really curious.
In the end, it was Lin Shuyou who lost, left this most precise position, and got up and went to the bungalow a little further away.
The bungalow is surrounded by farmland, there is a stream in front of the door, and a persimmon tree next to the stream.
Lin Shuyou sat down with his back against the tree root. Although the distance was a little far away, the plain was wide and he could still clearly see the coordinate point before.
So, I sat quietly until dusk.
Smoke came out of the chimney of the bungalow, and an old man walked back from the small road outside with a tool box and a saw.
He is a carpenter and can take on some casual work in nearby villages.
The children all lived separately, and he was unwilling to go with him. He felt that he was living a comfortable life, so he and his wife lived in the old house.
The old man was very enthusiastic and took the initiative to come over to talk to Lin Shuyou.
It's just that the old man can't speak Mandarin, and it even sounds a bit difficult.
Lin Shuyou realized that during his time at Uncle Li's house, he also learned a little Nandian, but he did not expect that he had just gone from one county to another. He could not listen to the dialect of the old man at all. I understand.
One old and one green, the chickens talked to the ducks under this persimmon tree for a long time.
Then, the old man shouted twice to the room. The old woman came out of the kitchen door, looked at Lin Shuyou with a smile, and then went in again.
The old man reached out and patted Lin Shuyou on the shoulder, and tried his best to help him up.
Shuyou Lin understood that he was going to treat him to a meal.
He had supplies in his mountaineering bag, so he quickly refused and said no, but the more Ah You refused, the more enthusiastic the old man invited him, and gradually he would develop into pulling each other.
The language is not clear, and enthusiasm is the same.
In the end, Lin Shuyou had no choice but to bow and thank him and agree.
I didn’t eat dinner in the house, but put two square stools as tables outside, and three small stools.
This eating habit is quite different from that of Mr. Li’s family.
In addition to raining days, Mr. Li's house basically sets tables on the dam to eat. When someone passes by the village road, it is also convenient to chat.
The dish is very simple, a bowl of braised potatoes and a bowl of green vegetables stewed vermicelli.
Maybe to entertain guests, the old lady specially peeled three peeled eggs and put them in a vinegar bowl, and cut a plate of her own sausage.
The old man wanted to pour wine for Lin Shuyou, but Lin Shuyou hurriedly refused.
Explained that he had to catch ghosts at night, for fear of drinking and making trouble.
The old man didn't understand. Seeing that Lin Shuyou picked up his bowl and started to stew rice, he thought that this young man really didn't drink, so he poured himself a bowl of rice wine.
The old lady used chopsticks to cut off the peeled egg, picked up half of it, dipped it in vinegar, and sent it to Lin Shuyou's bowl.
Shuyou Lin took the initiative to stretch out the bowl and answered it, saying thank you.
The potatoes are so soft that the sausages are very fragrant, and they are all very suitable for serving.
As a martial arts practitioner, Lin Shuyou is already very fed by food, and when he is not careful, he eats two big bowls.
When the old lady served him the third bowl, the old man who had finished drinking and prepared to eat came into the kitchen to serve the rice, and only the crumbs were left in the bowl.
Shuyou Lin knew that he had eaten too much.
At this moment, it was already dark.
At the previous coordinates, a platform was built.
Banners are hung on both sides of the table, and a large speaker is mounted on the top.
Although the food was very delicious, Shuli Lin was sure that he was not distracted, and the platform suddenly appeared out of thin air.
Someone on the stage started performing,
"Cold clang! Cold clang!"
The sound of a boy show came from the speaker.
Wen Lin heard from Tan Wenbin about this local drama, and his official name is also called Tongju.
Brother Binbin said this is very ugly, only the old man likes it.
But just listening to the opening paragraph, Lin Shuyou unexpectedly found that it was not bad, full of emotions and full of flavor.
Art is a thing that depends on one's personal taste.
If it weren't for knowing that it was a platform built by evil spirits, Lin Shuyou would have really wanted to move the small stool sitting under him to the stage and enjoy it.
At this time, the old grandfather and the old lady who were originally eating were all sitting there frozen, with a turbid look in her eyes.
Shuyou Lin closed his eyes and opened his pupils, and some changes occurred, dispelling this effect.
He knew that this was a ghost singing opera.
There are generally two types of performances in folk operas, one is for people to watch, and the other is for ghosts to watch.
In his hometown, on some fixed days, people would specially invite people to sing at the ancestral hall at night, singing for a whole night, and there was no one in the audience.
In addition to these two mainstreams, there is another special form, which is to sing ghosts to people.
This move is contrary to yin and yang. When you watch plays and reward, what ghosts want is the life of living people in the audience.
At this moment, there must be many people in the neighborhood, who are like the old ladies and grandpas in front of them, and they are in a state of stagnation. It won’t take long to take the bench at home to the stage. Sit down and enjoy the ghost play.
It's indeed a bit fierce, I'm afraid I've been greedy for a long time.
Lin Shuyou opened his mountaineering bag, started changing clothes, and then opened his face to himself.
Since the stages are all set up, I can’t sing them?
End of his face, the official in his arms stood up.
Since following Brother Xiaoyuan, Ayou's changes have not only been as simple as extending the time to start the spirit.
Under Brother Xiaoyuan's coercion, the support he gave gradually increases every time the boy came.
It can be said that both time and quality have been improved.
The old grandfather and the old lady have already picked up the bench and seem to be moving to the audience.
Shuyou Lin took one step first and took three steps to praise him.
In the ordinary people's vision, he obviously walked very slowly, but his figure could always be inadvertently crossing far away.
Come to the audience.
At this time, there was still no one around here. There was a group of performers on the stage, but only the "Tang King" surrounded by the middle was more complete.
The other "actors" only have moving costumes, unable to see their heads or hands and feet, all floating.
This drama is called "The King of Tang Travels to the Underworld".
Wang Tang stared at Lin Shuyou standing in the audience in a daze, and forgot to sing the lyrics for a moment.
It didn't expect that the stage had just been set up and the good show had just begun, and I suddenly encountered such an existence.
Lin Shuyou jumped and jumped onto the stage. With a wave of his trident, there were bursts of exclamations coming from the inside of the costumes around him, and they all avoided them.
The Tang King raised his hand, and a black mist dissipated from his body. Soon, a group of black shadows appeared on the stage.
According to the content of the play, these little ghosts should have been here to arrest the King of Tang, but now they are all commanded by the King of Tang.
Shuyou Lin's eyes narrowed and he glanced around.
These little ghosts kept clamoring, but they never dared no one to get close.
You know, Shuyou Lin had not yet started the spirits at this time.
The King of Tang was so angry that he kept muttering and scolding something, but Lin Shuyou couldn't understand at all.
Immediately, King Tang pulled out his belt and began to beat these little ghosts. The little ghost screamed and was driven to attack Lin Shuyou.
Shuyou Lin held a trident and flipped his body on the stage, fighting with these little ghosts, blocking them twice, and then waiting for an opportunity to attack. The trident was originally a mortal weapon, but after being used by the White Crane Boy, he He has long been contaminated with the aura of Yin God, and it is simply a powerful tool for these little devils who are not even considered accomplices.
"Ah."
"Ah!"
Scary screams came out, and the little ghosts were pierced by a trident. After falling to the ground and struggling, they began to turn into black and gray.
It's a pity that the villagers in the nearby residence are still in the stage of marching here with benches, and no one in the audience appreciates them.
Otherwise, this extremely exciting martial arts drama alone can make people famous, which is worthy of tonight.
And, such a drama is really hard to see on weekdays.
The Tang King in the Boy's Play fights against the Baihe Boy in the Shuri.
Compared with the new era, Guan Gong fought against Qin Qiong.
Seeing that these little devils could not take over Lin Shuyou, King Tang finally couldn't help but pull out his sword from his waist and stabbed Lin Shuyou.
This is the opportunity that Lin Shuyou is waiting for.
This evil spirit who plays on stage is not very powerful, but Brother Xiaoyuan said that to ensure that it is done cleanly, you must not only defeat it, but also kill it completely.
I was afraid that it would be difficult to chase after it if it turned around, so Lin Shuyou stopped working.
Now King Tang took the initiative to attack, and Lin Shuyou first set up the opponent's sword with his trident.
The evil spirit is very powerful. After a brief stalemate, the Tang King began to suppress Lin Shuyou downward, and the weapons of both sides continued to shift to Ayou's side, and Ayou himself was even more pressed to kneel on one knee.
At this moment, Lin Shuyou glared at his eyes and his vertical pupils opened!
The momentum around my body suddenly changed, and the white crane boy descended.
What the generals are best at is to deal with these ghosts and evil spirits. After all, they were once ghost king-level existences, but were only recruited by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.
The King of Tang was shocked and lost his sword and was about to run away.
How could the Baihe Boy get it to his wish? He poked out one arm, directly pierced through the King of Tang's chest, and then recycled it backwards, forcibly pulling the King of Tang back in front of him.
The palms flipped, and the magic was released. The white rope phantom tied the whole body of the Tang King, and he could not break free without any struggle. He wanted to escape, but he could not use the method.
Bai He Boy holding a trident in his other hand and stabbed him in the head of King Tang.
"Ah!!!"
The Tang King screamed, and the black mist on his body was boiling.
The white crane boy showed a hint of comfort and excitement in his vertical pupils.
Since I, a spirit medium, followed the young man to the river, I have almost always come to face powerful enemies every time, and there are often terrifying guys around the young man who cannot even look directly at him.
Finally, I finally came a normal minion, which can be easily crushed and crushed by myself.
After working on this difficult job for a long time, I suddenly encountered a low-level job, which is really a child's enjoyment.
The shrill screams of the Tang King continued to spread out along the loudspeaker above the stage.
"Bang!"
The loudspeaker could not hold on and turned into a broken electronic music and spread around.
The residents around who were holding benches in their hands returned to their eyes, as if they were distracted and had a dream.
The white crane boy's trident was stirred, and the Tang King's head shattered.
The costumes fall and the stage disappears.
The same farmland was still there.
In front of him, there was a mouse as big as a cat. The mouse's head was broken and the trident stood there.
In addition, there was a broken trumpet and two or three old costumes next to the mouse.
The boy Baihe pulled out the trident, raised his foot, and stepped on the mouse's body.
"Squeak squeak!"
The headless rat corpse could still scream.
This guy actually wanted to escape by pretending to die, but how could he hide such tricks from the boy's vertical pupils?
Amid his last scream, the boy raised his neck and showed his enjoyment.
This voice is the real good singing style.
"Bang!"
End, the mouse's body completely exploded.
The boy lowered his head and looked at him, still feeling unsatisfied.
In comparison, this time, I was not going to go to the river, and I was dealing with such an inequality role, so my merits were not high.
However, after the boy looked up and looked into the air, he discovered another new atmosphere, or trend.
The young man wanted to set up a temple and a door here.
Folk customs inheritance is extremely regional, and each region has its own traditional characteristics. People have territory, and gods also have their own incense range.
The boy began to think in his heart: It would be great if he could build a temple for the chief of the generals here.
But soon, this idea was abandoned by the boy.
First, He did not dare to speak this with the young man.
The second is that even if you set up a temple for the first generals and invite all those people, you will still be ranked at the end. Wouldn’t you work hard and make wedding dresses for others?
Suddenly, another thought arose in the boy's mind.
If you don’t establish a temple for the head of an official, can you be alone in the young man’s temple?
It is better to be a chicken head than a phoenix tail.
At worst, come out and work alone!
The vertical pupils disappeared and the boy left.
Shuyou Lin stood there, and the boy's previous thoughts were that as a possessed spirit medium, he could "hear" it, or in other words, this was what the boy told him specifically in this way.
"This..."
Shuyou Lin didn't know what to say for a moment.
Next time I go back, how should I tell my grandfather and my master?
Does it be possible to tell them directly,
Do you want to change jobs?
…
"Waola! Waaola! Waaola!"
Late at night, in this high school teaching building, the faucets were opened on their own in the bathroom on each floor.
Yin Meng sat on the rooftop, holding a pack of salt and peanuts in her hand, throwing them into her mouth one by one.
Uncle Li would take the initiative to buy a lot of snacks for Brother Xiaoyuan, but Brother Xiaoyuan basically doesn't eat it.
Runsheng and Tan Wenbin don’t have the habit of eating snacks.
Afraid of expired, all of these ended up falling into Yin Meng's mouth.
Before, she had never been idle in the shop at Haihe University.
Lu Yi, in order to make a good payment, he had to divide an additional part of the goods in advance to act as Yin Meng's snack loss every time he purchased the goods.
As a native of Sichuan and Chongqing, his love for life is engraved in his bones. While he can endure hardships, he is also willing to bear it.
In most construction sites, when meals are on the go, the best food is often the workers from Sichuan and Chongqing.
So, after Yin Meng came to Nantong, she always felt that life here was not very meaningful, rigid and not lively.
After nightfall, in addition to the lights on schools and factories, it is difficult to find a large-scale night snack street in the city.
So, if you suppress it for a long time, problems will also occur.
Yin Meng came to this school early and waited. It was eleven o'clock in the night. The student had just left the teaching building after evening self-study. The lights and street lights in the classroom were all turned off and fell into a trap. Desolate.
And the dirty things could not wait to start absorbing this fresh resentment.
November ago, I probably jumped off a few buildings, which made the Feng Shui pattern here very tense and weird.
Hurry up, hurry up.
Yin Meng was a little impatient when she waited because the snacks she brought in her bag were almost finished. She couldn't use compressed biscuits to make teeth, right?
Finally, in the toilet under me, the light bulb began to flicker and a dark figure was gradually taking shape.
A male student ran back to the teaching building at this time. He had a love letter in his arms, intending to put it into the desk of his favorite female classmate when there was no one at this moment.
No matter how depressing the teaching atmosphere is, it is difficult to completely suppress the youthful and restless heart.
After stuffing the love letter, the male student prepared to go to the toilet to make it convenient.
As soon as he approached the toilet, he saw a wet figure in his school uniform walking out of the toilet, looking at him with a grim smile.
"Come here to accompany me...Come here to accompany me...Come here to accompany me..."
"Ah!!!"
The male student screamed in fear, and then He thrust his body, fell to the ground with a "thump", and fainted.
"Puff..."
Yin Meng couldn't help but spit out the peanuts in her mouth.
At least you shout, or run away or run away, and you will be scared to faint after a meeting. This psychological tolerance is enough to fall in love early!
But no matter what, she couldn't watch the boy become the first offering of the resentful ghost.
Brother Xiaoyuan calculated the coordinate position early, just to make these evil spirits come in and have no time to do anything.
The whip was thrown out, and the body was hanging down. The middle part pulled out the whip and tied it up again. Yin Meng landed in front of the male classmate in an extremely clever way.
She has not died of severe poisoning after two serious poisonings. Her physical strength has not changed much, but she has made extremely clear progress in her agility and lightness.
The resentful ghost wearing a school uniform saw Yin Meng, raised his hands and moved towards her.
The resentful ghost's feet did not move, but there was liquid constantly flowing on its body, as if it was sliding.
"You are out, I've been waiting for you for a long time."
Yin Meng raised her hand, followed Brother Xiaoyuan's habit, and snapped her fingers.
"Ba!"
No response.
Another snapping his fingers, but he still didn't respond.
Yin Meng frowned, she was very unhappy.
The resentful ghost continued to approach, less than three meters away from Yin Meng. Yin Meng had already felt the cold air.
Yin Meng gave up and snapped her fingers, looked up, and looked up at the corridor.
The resentful ghost continued to move forward without even looking at it. It could feel that there was no one above.
No one is indeed, but there is a bug.
Yin Meng shouted, "Discharge poison!"
The mouthparts of the insects collided quickly and secreted corrosive toxins. The dose of this toxin is very small and has almost no effect.
But it just crawls quickly along the sticked bottles and jars above.
A sealing film was attached to the seal of the jar. After the corrosive poison broke it open, the poison cans arranged at the door of the toilet were opened in advance, like rain curtains, and fell below the resentful ghost. Body. In an instant, a harsh scream came out.
The resentful ghost raised his arms, which was extremely painful. His body continued to swell. After the pustules reached a certain level, they broke open on their own.
Originally, its image was very terrifying, but at least it was worn by students, at least it looked like a person, but now it has completely become a sarcoma.
Yin Meng pulled the fainted male student away and went to the corner.
The insect crawled quickly along the top, followed by scattering tentacles and landed on the Yin Meng's shoulder below.
"Bang!"
The sarcoma exploded and a large pool of pus was splashed out.
Seeing that the reaction was almost done, Yin Meng walked out, took out a can of highly toxic and volatile venom, and sprinkled it around.
Use poison to fight the poison and completely neutralize the remaining toxins here.
After doing this, Yin Meng clapped her hands.
Look up again and looked at the densely packed small jars above.
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She was thinking, is there a way to bring together a large number of different toxins and ensure their stable state?
If I can handle it, my backpack utilization rate will be greatly improved when I go out in the future, and at least I can install a lot of snacks.
This is worth a try.
But Yin Meng suspected that they might not agree to experimenting with this at home.
…
He fell to death and crawled out of the well.
This is a woman who died and had clothes from the Republic of China period remaining on her body, like a cheongsam.
This well is located inside a nursing home. There are many elderly people living in the rooms in the surrounding building.
The levels of evil spirits are different, and the targets they choose to absorb harm are also different.
The old man's blood and energy are declining, far from being as good as the young man, but it is normal for him to die one after another in the nursing home.
She can flow slowly without overshadowing the upper part of the darkness.
She continued to move forward, leaving behind her moist and sticky footprints.
His eyes were constantly browsing, looking for the goal tonight.
"Cough cough...cough cough..."
In a room on the second floor, an old man began to cough.
She walked towards the stairs and was about to go upstairs, which she thought was the response of the meal to her.
Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of her.
Young, strong, and surging!
Greed in her eyes, and the original plan failed directly in the face of strong seduction.
She wants him, she wants to suck it dry!
She pounced on it.
The shadow of her pounced on her.
Her shadow took the lead and controlled the man. She opened her mouth and headed straight to the man's chest.
At this time, she was already looking forward to the feeling of the blood heat burning into her throat.
But at this moment, the man stretched out his hand and pinched her throat.
Her eyes were surprised, why, why can't her shadow bind him!
Runsheng lifted her up and observed her carefully.
When I deal with this kind of death with my grandfather, it will be very difficult and troublesome, and I have to risk going without going back.
But now, looking at her, it was like looking at a worn-out doll.
Almost instinctively, Runsheng stuck out his tongue and licked his lips.
Acting alone, Xiaoyuan and Mengmeng are not around.
He doesn't have to hide his deep desires.
Xiaoyuan helped him suppress the evil spirit in his body, but its source comes from his soul and cannot be stripped away.
He still needs to light incense when he eats.
If I could eat her every meal, it would be great.
A fear appeared on the woman's face because she felt that when she treated him as food, he also treated himself as food.
Runsheng lifted her back to the well and did not rush to get her mouth.
Because Xiaoyuan drew two circles on his map.
The woman kept struggling, trying to break free, but Runsheng's hand was like a semen iron pliers, holding it tightly.
Seeing that the other end had not yet come out, Runsheng had to turn around and leave his back to the wellhead.
At this time, a new figure popped out from the wellhead. It was a man wearing a brown suit, but like a woman, his clothes were already broken.
The man opened his mouth and rushed towards Runsheng's back.
Runsheng's back valve opened, making it impossible for the man to get close.
The next moment, Runsheng pulled out the Yellow River shovel that had just been polished in the morning, and cut it horizontally, and the man's head took off his neck and rolled to the ground.
"Click!"
Immediately afterwards, Runsheng pinched the woman's neck.
The two ends die and start to dissipate. After a long time, it will turn into a pool of liquid.
Runsheng swallowed, walked to the two corpses and squatted down.
At this time, you have to take advantage of the cold.
Runsheng lowered his head and opened his mouth, but when he was about to bite, a strong sense of repulsion came from the bottom of his heart.
"What's going on..."
Runsheng couldn't understand.
He lowered his head again and wanted to open his mouth. If it were the past, at this moment, he would feel extremely satisfied and happy, but the result of another one was still extremely strong disgusting.
It’s like when I eat, I don’t scent myself. I’m obviously hungry and want to eat it, but as soon as I’m about to put it in my mouth, I’ll be extremely repulsive.
Runsheng had no choice but to drag the two destructive bodies upside down, leave the nursing home, find a desolate location, and throw them in.
The two of them are still dissipating. The rising black gas, in the past, was the hot aroma of rice meat.
Runsheng could still feel hungry, but he still wanted to eat.
He decided to try it again, squatted down, leaned over, and opened his mouth.
No, still not!
Runsheng stood up, and a faint scarlet red appeared under his eyes.
Based on some of the situation Xiaoyuan told him, and his previous attempts, Runsheng finally confirmed something.
That is that I still want to eat dirty meat. This desire is not only because of the suppression of evil in my body, but instead becomes stronger.
But, he could no longer eat the ordinary ones.
He blamed himself and felt guilty. He had a kind of evaluation. It was a very serious crime for children with poor family conditions since childhood.
That is,
He was treacherous.
…
"Dingling!"
The phone in Tan Yunlong's office rang, and he reached out to pick it up.
"Hey, I'm Tan Yunlong."
"Dad, I knew you were still in the office."
"Small boy."
Tan Yunlong heard his son's voice. "Dad, didn't I say that, you see what time it's now? Are you still working and not going home?" "The sun is coming out from the west, you call me on purpose. Urge me to rest? ”
"I mean, you always care about work but not home. If my mother divorces you because of this, I will be embarrassed to stand by you and help you."
Tan Yunlong's fingers wrapped around the phone line. He hoped that the thread would be wrapped around the person on the other end of the phone at this time.
It's a pity that it's hard for him to see his son now.
In the past, he would take time to go to school to see his son after work. He would indeed think about it if he didn't see him for a while.
But, my son did not return to school after the New Year.
If you are greedy for fun and abandon your studies, that's fine. There is a suitable reason to untie the belt around your waist.
He went to school to ask, and his son had complete procedures, so he was an internship in advance.
The construction of the motherland is in full swing, and even freshmen have to participate in work so quickly?
However, as an old criminal investigation officer and a half-life employee, he can see from these procedures that his son has obtained a good opportunity that others can hardly imagine, as long as this path can be well taken , I will definitely make a name for myself in this industry in the future.
As you graduate, you will have four years of work experience than others, and you will follow a well-known teacher in the industry.
Anyway, no matter what his father and father-in-law think, Tan Yunlong has already given up the idea of letting his son take the police exam after graduation.
Because, even if he is extremely selfish, it is impossible for him to pave the way for his son to such an extent. "Dad, to be honest, you have to take care of my mom. It's not easy for my mom to get you there over the years." "I haven't seen you take time to accompany me for more time." I'll accompany you."
"Isn't it impossible for me to inherit your bad habits? I'll blame you."
"Let's go if you have a fart."
"I want to report a case."
Tan Yunlong let go of his hand pulling the thread, sat upright, and said seriously: "Say, what's the matter?"
"I'll tell you first, see how to do it."
Tan Wenbin talked about the Wu family.
Tan Yunlong lit a cigarette and fell silent. After a while, he said, "If this case is true, it will be difficult to deal with."
"I know."
The other end of the phone Tan Wenbin's tone was very calm. Of course, he knew that the case was not easy to handle, but the necessary procedures must be taken.
"I will call my former colleagues and ask them to investigate."
"Okay."
"Is there anything wrong?"
"No."
"You are so late, why haven't you rested?" Tan Yunlong heard the sound of a car horn outside, "Are you outside?" "No, Hong Kong movies are being played on TV." " "People in Hong Kong movies talk about Nankan?"
"Nantong dialect dubbing version."
"You..."
"Dad, it's almost the first minute, I'm dead."
"Du..." br>
Tan Yunlong pressed the phone and dialed it again.
Tan Wenbin asked the convenience store owner for a bottle of drinks and settled the bill.
Then drinking the drink, walking to the side of the road, and stopping a taxi that happened to pass by.
The taxi was watching the red light of "there are customers", but there was no one sitting inside.
The driver slowed down, stopped aside, rolled down the window, and asked, "Where are you going?"
Tan Wenbin talked about his destination.
"Get into the car, my house is right there."
"Isn't this a coincidence, right?"
"I love you for special, my loneliness can't escape yours. Eyes! ”
In the passenger seat of the taxi, Tan Wenbin hummed together with the music from the car radio.
His commitment led the driver who was driving and sang with him.
The journey was a bit long. After the two of them finished singing, the driver handed his water cup to Tan Wenbin, and the two started chatting.
The destination is by the river.
When I was about to get to the place, the driver said:
"I used to pull someone here several times, and I was curious that there was no village or shop here, so why did that young man like it if he always liked it if he didn't have a village or a shop here? Come to this place."
Tan Wenbin looked at the map, then looked at the riverside outside the window under the night, and smiled:
"Maybe he's here to jump into the river." "Haha, even if he jumps into the river, how could he jump so many times at once? How many lives does he have to jump?"
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> "Who knows, young people nowadays have special interests and hobbies, and I don't understand."
"I think you are quite young, aren't you quite normal?"
>"Is that so? Haha."
"Here."
"Yes."
Tan Wenbin took out the money and handed it to the driver.
The driver asked while making changes, "Are you going to leave later?"
"What, what I mean by hearing this is that I want to stay and wait for me?"< br>
"It's not easy to take a taxi here." "Aren't you hurrying to go home?" "It's time to go back from get off work, but my wife and children must have gone to bed long ago. , My mother would turn on the light at home and wait for me to come back from get off work, and would also leave vegetables for me.
I told her not to wait for me to go to bed early. She said she was worried that my sports car would not be safe at night and I would not come back , she couldn't sleep either."
Tan Wenbin turned around, glanced at the back seat, and said, "Auntie is gone."
"Well, how do you know?"
"You said it was the past."
"I just left a while ago, I left in my dream, and I didn't suffer much. Tomorrow is just right Her five-seven.
I won't leave the car tomorrow. If you don't delay too long, I'll wait for you here, send you back and chat with you, which is quite relaxing. "
"Do you want to talk to your aunt?"
"What?"
Tan Wenbin took out a clear heart talisman and stuck it on the driver's forehead.
The driver was originally confused, but once the talisman paper was pasted, his whole body became quieter and his eyelids became heavier and heavier.
He had already accumulated a day of fatigue, and now he felt calm and his most wanted to do was to sleep.
Tan Wenbin reached out and grabbed the driver's wrist and began to walk on the vagina.
The driver opened his eyes in a daze, as if he was dreaming, and he also felt that he was dreaming.
Tan Wenbin signaled him to look back, and the driver turned his head and saw his mother sitting in the back seat.
His mother has been sitting in the back, worried about her son.
This is not a ghost, nor does it have any resentment, but an obsession formed by the bondage of longing, which will not harm others.
Tan Wenbin said, "Cha, talk, and give you a chance to meet again. For his own good, please stop following the car, as it is bad for his fortune."
The old woman nodded to Tan Wenbin and looked gratefully.
"Mom..."
Tan Wenbin got out of the car and walked to the riverside alone.
Just just now, it was just a small episode. That taxi was not his target today.
In other words, this normal obsession will not allow Brother Xiaoyuan to choose him to solve it.
Many people dream of their relatives after they die. In fact, many times, this is not a dream.
Tan Wenbin took out his ears. He felt that since his two godsons were full, his whole body had become very different.
Some things are more comfortable to do than in the past.
After going down the slope, Tan Wenbin continued to walk towards the riverside.
When assigning tasks, Brother Xiaoyuan emphasized one thing, saying that the position assigned to him was the most evil aura and the compass sensing was the strongest.
The other partners showed obvious discomfort on their faces. Everyone admitted that Tan Wenbin could play a role in the team, but in terms of individual strength, the most powerful evil spirit should be left to Runsheng to solve, at least it must be Lin Shuyou.
It's not that Tan Wenbin's ghost control technique is not strong, and Tan Wenbin's ghost control technique will only be more effective after sleeping, but it will cost a loss of life.
Tan Wenbin took the map, glanced at it, and said with a smile: "Small question, sprinkle water."
Walking to the riverside, the sound of the river water slamming the shore came from all around.
Yes, it's this position.
After looking at my watch, it was almost time.
Tan Wenbin stood by the river, waiting patiently.
Not long after, a red dress floated from the river in the distance.
Under normal circumstances, evil spirits in red clothes are often even more fierce.
And when you look at her, you feel that your vision is also distorted, and you will feel dizzy and discomfort in your head.
However, instead of moving away from her eyes, Tan Wenbin continued to stare at her, and a smile appeared on her face.
A gust of cold wind came from my ears.
"Huh~~~"
Tan Wenbin blew a frivolous whistle.
On the river, red clothes stood up, and she felt the provocation from Tan Wenbin, and she was angry.
That rich resentment is like the essence.
Brother Xiaoyuan is right, this is indeed a big evil spirit.
Even if Runsheng or Ayou came over, it would be difficult and dangerous to deal with her alone.
Because of this evil spirit, she has a lot of methods, she is likely not going to choose to fight you in close combat.
A woman's whisper appeared in Tan Wenbin's ears.
Fortunately, he still has two godsons on him, otherwise he would have lost his heart and crazy now.
But even so, he still felt an extremely strong headache, as if his brain was about torn apart.
This hasn't been fought yet, but I just looked at each other from such a distance. If I didn't use ghost control techniques, I would be almost unable to withstand it.
Tan Wenbin took out the cigarette box, took out one and held it in his mouth.
I tried to rub the lighter a few times, but the flames were quickly blown out by the wind.
Tan Wenbin simply took out a piece of yellow paper, folded it into a concave shape, and then put the lighter inside and rubbed it. Soon, the yellow paper burned.
Holding the burning yellow paper in his hand, he leaned over to his mouth, and with the fire, he finally lit the smoke in his mouth successfully.
The figure of Hongyi flickered and darker on the river surface. Every time the lightning was shining, it greatly narrowed the distance between her and Tan Wenbin, bringing even more terrifying pressure.
Tan Wenbin spit out the smoke ring and threw half of the yellow paper into the river in front of him, then put it behind him with one hand, and said loudly:
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"According to the order of my Dragon King, Baijia Town listens to Xuan: Suppress evil spirits!"
(The end of this chapter)