C14 Ghost aid

At this moment, my mind was filled with the story that Zhou Yunjing had told me.

[Killing and dismembering, chopping and selling …] If it was Wang Lihua, things would have been much easier, but if it wasn't … Rubbing my aching head, if not, I seem to have to start from the beginning.

It was already 3: 30 in the afternoon, and the hottest time of the day had already passed. However, the sun was still unbearably hot. Even with a large black umbrella, there was no way to avoid it.

All along the way, my feet were full of dust, and my jacket was drenched with sweat. Wiping the sweat from my forehead, I found a place with great difficulty. The moment I stepped into the alleyway, a chilly air blew over me. The sudden drop in the temperature made me shiver.

I turned to look at the world outside the alley. The scorching sun burned the golden yellow ground, and one could almost see the scorching white smoke. However, the alley that was clearly just a wall away was cool and refreshing.

Inside and outside were two different worlds.

At the fork of the road in front of them, there was a huge old locust tree. It had a vicissitudes of life, and its thick branches and leaves covered a part of the sky.

Except for the layers upon layers of black smoke that almost enveloped them …

When the elders saw a young man carrying an umbrella and carrying a schoolbag over his shoulder, they fixed their eyes on him and shouted, "Isn't this the brat from two days ago? What happened now? Didn't you solve the problem at that house? "

Old grannies loved gossip the most because they had nothing to do. If they honestly answered, they would definitely question them until they died. I was smart this time. I just smiled politely and started wandering around as if no one was around.

"Young man, stop strolling around. Your umbrella is useless. Come, come. I'll move the floor to cool it down." The smiling old man waved his fan at me, and the other old men just looked at me kindly. Their kind smile loomed in the black fog, making me feel a chill down my spine.

Pushing it off with righteous words, I whisper to the half of my head in my backpack. This thing must not be discovered, otherwise what if it scared the old guys into having a heart attack?

After asking a few questions without any response, I felt that something was amiss. I hastily took off my backpack and as expected, a dense amount of resentment penetrated through the layer of the backpack. It seemed as though I wanted to rush towards a certain direction, but due to the intense sunlight, I could only hide under the black umbrella.

Something was wrong!

He excitedly followed the direction of the grievances and finally stopped at a doorway. This was the opposite of Zhou Yunjing's house, the home of the main character in the butcher's story that she had spoken of!

In other words, she was the butcher's wife, the one who was killed, dismembered, and then mixed with pork for sale … Wait a minute, the story doesn't sound right. She had clearly been dismembered and abandoned in the well! Could the rumors be wrong? Or was there another secret?

After staring at the closed door for a few minutes, I decided to head back to the shop first. After all, this matter isn't something that I can meddle in. I am only a ghost catcher, and matters of the mortal realm are not within my jurisdiction.

After making up my mind, I turned around and left.

Half of the head in the bag felt the distance and began to move crazily. The bag also started to twist crazily. The old ladies looked at me curiously, and asked me what I had in it.

I broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly replied, "Bunny! I caught a hare today. "

"This rabbit is crazy, wild." They sighed and looked away doubtfully.

I clung to my schoolbag to keep it from moving and hurried out of the alley. The head of the dead man seemed to want to fight me to the end. His strength was increasing and he almost flew away despite the threat of sunlight.

When I came out, I was in too much of a hurry. I didn't even bring a single charm. At this moment, I was sweating profusely from anxiety as I cursed in my heart that this fellow didn't have any brains and didn't have the slightest bit of affection for me. I had helped him search for the truth, so how could he not understand my difficulties?

Seeing that I really couldn't hold it in anymore, I considered removing the black umbrella to teach it a lesson, but I was afraid that it would attract attention if she screams. The headless body in my arms moved with all its might, violently slamming into my chest, causing me to feel a burst of stuffiness.

My eyes blazed, and I felt like my hair was on fire. If I knew earlier, I wouldn't have found the truth for it.

Right at that moment, I seemed to feel something fly out of my eyes. A red light flashed in front of my eyes and intense and savage Yin Qi exploded forth. An extremely strong pressure came crushing down from above with me as the center. The rolling air currents brought about intermittent gusts of cold wind. The strong wind caused the loess on the ground to churn. The sturdy locust tree not far away began to shake its branches, as if it had been severely damaged.

Under the strong wind, the head of the dead man, who was madly running about, became as obedient as a little sheep. He was even shivering slightly.

This wind was obviously different from the stifling summer wind. The cold Miasma reached straight to the spine, and the cold was abnormal.

The people under the trees were the first to feel that something was wrong. The summer heat was so intense that it was hard to believe that a cold wind was blowing. They rubbed the goosebumps on their arms and watched in amazement.

"The wind? There's still a cool breeze in the summer? "

"Why is there such a strong wind all of a sudden?"

Suddenly, a strange wind rose up in the sealed alley. It was like an exciting ghost story.

The chaos in my mind was awakened by their words. My mind suddenly became clear and the red light in front of me disappeared without a trace. Even the surging yin energy also disappeared. For some inexplicable reason, I blinked my eyes. Looking at the obedient bag in my hands, I was at a loss.

What just happened? Why did the dead man suddenly turn obedient?

Staring at the motionless bag and the shaking leaves of the locust tree, I carefully thought about what happened and couldn't think of anything for a long time. After that, I looked at the expressions of the seniors on the other side that were even more confused than me and dispelled the idea of questioning them.

It quietly asked about the dead man's head, but this time, it was as if it was dead, and there was no reaction at all. My intuition told me there was something strange going on today, but I couldn't figure out what it was. I carried my backpack with me as I headed back to the shop, my heart full of questions.

When he returned, the old woman was looking at him. It was probably the Zhugege advertisement. I told her everything I'd found about the dead man's head, including my own guess about the butcher's house.

As for today's unfathomable chilly wind, I chose to hide it. I don't know why, but it's better for me not to say that.

The old woman nodded, "Give the head to the police. Make up the reason. Whether or not we can solve this case is their problem, you already care too much. "

I didn't say anything, but in my heart I could only sigh and acknowledge her words.