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Our target is a ghost, so we shouldn't interfere too much in matters of the human world. Everyone's life had a certain trajectory, and it was all set by the heavens. If one participated too much, they would suffer the wrath of the heavens. He could only hope that the police would find out the truth and find out who the murderer was.

Ann studied for a week, and I still remember the look of shock on the faces of the cops.

That was true. It was a miracle that the water from the corpses from decades ago had not completely rotted away. They didn't believe me for a long time, but there was nothing they could do without the evidence. After taking my notes, I walked out of the police station without a hitch. After all, the corpse belonged to a few decades ago. I wasn't even born then, so I can't possibly be the murderer.

It was the first time in my life I had killed a ghost by myself, and the first time I had helped a ghost. I have always believed that no matter if one is a human or a ghost, there are good and bad things that cannot be killed with a single blow. Sometimes ghosts are more miserable than humans, and they need more help.

Days passed. Memories gradually faded with the passage of time. The clearest memories were the gigantic locust tree and the gloomy alley.

Six years had passed.

I am now many times more experienced than I was before. I have quite a bit of fame in the underworld, and I barely deserve to be called "Master" by others.

My surname is Zhao Hongtao and I sound ordinary, but in reality, I am just an ordinary Ghost Catcher. Sometimes, people would call me a Daoist, even though it seems to me that it is a different matter.

I studied Taoism at the age of twelve. Eight years, no more, no less, no less than twenty. The college entrance examination was a third-rate and second-rate school. He had left the province to go to school, and now he was a sophomore in university. He was not handsome and his stature was average. He used a second-hand mountain bike and rented a room.

With my special identity, it's impossible for me to live in a dormitory. It's a good thing that there's something wrong with the room I rented, otherwise, just based on my superior geographical location, I would have already lost my life.

There had been a murder in this room before, but the story of the ghost had been spread. The landlord had tried to take care of it, but it was to no avail. The entire floor had been moved away.

Well, sometimes it's a good thing to be haunted. I'm renting this room now, with 300 yuan a month and new furniture. It's beautiful.

After searching for a while, he realized that it wasn't a ghost at all, but a cat spirit. It was the pet of the deceased in the murder case. Because the black cat itself was psychic, and its yin energy was also stimulated by its owner's resentment, it became a cat spirit.

After I subdue it, I might as well raise it and play with it. If there's nothing else, it'll continue to cause some trouble, or else the landlord might raise the price for me.

Normally, there wasn't much of a way to make money in school, so I took over some of the lists to make extra money. After a while, he had more or less earned some money. Apart from sending some money to his family, he had also earned more or less, such as the rent, electricity, telephone, water and gas.

My home is in the hibiscus district a 301, is close to the school a small district. It only took him 20 minutes to get there on his bike.

When I got home from school that day, there was a woman in her forties squatting in front of the door. At first sight, I was startled. This floor was haunted only by my family, and with her sallow complexion, she really did look like a ghost. However, after a closer look, he confirmed that it was a haggard person.

I thought she had walked through the wrong door, so I kindly reminded her that this was my house. When that elder sister saw me, she immediately started crying.

"Are you Mr. Zhao? Mr. Zhao, please help me! "You have to help me!" As soon as she saw me, she became excited, and I realized that she was looking for me.

"Let's go in first."

I opened the door and went in first, asking her to sit on the sofa and pour her a glass of water. I usually pick up the order online, I really didn't expect that someone would come to my house directly.

"Big Sis, how did you know my address?" He was worried about when his home address would be exposed.

The woman was looking at the weird decorations and all kinds of props in my room. When she heard my question, she embarrassedly wiped her tears, "Old Zhang and I are cousins. He was the one who introduced us."

I suddenly understood. Old Zhang was a former customer of mine. Their family was originally three generations old, but due to the reconstruction of the old mansion, a series of troubles occurred. I seem to have told him where my house was when I picked up the list.

Anyway, they introduced me to a client. I felt happy, and my attitude became enthusiastic. I asked her to tell me the whole story.

It turned out that her family had been haunted since two months ago. In the middle of the night, they would often hear the cries of children coming from the living room. At first, she thought it was an illusion, but she didn't expect her husband to suddenly mention it one day. Only then did the two of them realize that it wasn't an illusion. At first, they thought it was because of a cat dishonesty. They went to the neighboring square and asked which family had the cat. However, none of them had one.

At this point, the situation was more or less clear.

The two of them were extremely scared, but they couldn't find a way out, so they could only pray to Buddha. After two months of no effect, Old Zhang recommended me to her before she came to find me.

After that I was pretty sure it was a kid. This was a common occurrence. The fact that her family had been haunted for two months meant that the little ghost was not a vicious person. Perhaps it was just a pitiful child that was accidentally trapped in her house.

As we were concentrating on our conversation, there was a sudden, shrill cry from outside the window that made the woman scream.

"Big Sis, big Sis, calm down!" Calm down! That's my cat. "

It hurt my eardrums, so I hurried to the window and carried the fat black cat down from the window ledge. The black cat stared at her with its dark green eyes.

"You, you raised it?" The woman trembled for a long time before she finally calmed down. When she saw the black cat's strange eyes, she quickly turned her gaze away.

"He's called Little Fatty, he's usually very obedient." "Don't move," I said against my will, and quietly made a spell with my fingers to stop Fat Cat from moving.

The woman was still in a state of shock. I hastily continued, "I still need to visit your house. When is it free?"

As expected, I changed the topic and hurriedly said, "Tomorrow will be fine." Saying so, he hurriedly expressed his thanks, "Thank you, Master Zhao! Thank you, Master Zhao!"

"What do you mean, 'not a master'?" I felt good inside, and the way I looked at her was much gentler. I pretended to walk her out of the door a few times.

After seeing off the older sister, I sat on the sofa and started thinking.

As long as you lead the little ghost away and find the corpse and send it back to Samsara, that would be enough. These kinds of ghosts would usually just unintentionally barge into the house and not leave, thus not expending much effort on themselves.

However, there was one suspicious point. The little ghost had been crying for two months straight. This was somewhat strange, as it was very likely that he would be involved in some sort of trouble.