blood fox

Chapter 28

Gods and ghosts are afraid of evil people, if people are frightened and uneasy, they are most likely to attract evil spirits.

Once people feel ashamed, it is easy to be taken advantage of.

Don't do bad things, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door.

But evil spirits will make people feel bad first, and then knock on the door!

So Ling Yuan took me to burn paper for the owner of the gold shop, and also to find all the information, to let me know that his fate has come.

Even if he forced the gold shop owner to accept my incense, he still had to emphasize in front of my face that he should go to the Hall of Yama and ask Yan Luo why he died.

Either way, it is telling me that the death of the boss of the gold shop has nothing to do with me, let me not blame myself, let me not lose my heart.

And Yang Hui's ghost showed me these things just to make me uneasy and self-blaming, so she could sneak in.

"I've tried my best to save you, why don't you go find the one who really killed you, you know that thing is here." I held the ox bone stick and hit Yang Hui's head with it.

The ox bone stick gave out a hollow echo, Yang Hui probably didn't expect that I was actually malicious, and after hitting it twice, she rushed towards me with bared teeth.

It looked like a vicious vicious cat, I held the ox bone stick in one hand, pointed at her head, and slammed the stick again.

Pulling out the piece of Jade Buddha with one hand, he fixed it on Yang Hui's forehead again: "The wrong has its own leader, and the debt has its owner. If you want to find it, go find the one who really killed you."

Yang Hui's real death was due to being bitten by those poisonous fire ants, and the body was hidden behind. It is not known who it is.

I have worked very hard to save her...

It wasn't the black cat that killed her, it was the old lady who burned the paper, and they were all in the fourth building.

Yang Hui didn't go to them, but came to me, it was nothing more than bullying.

What's more, she became a gang with the black cat and the burning paper old lady.

Yang Hui was fixed on the head by the Jade Buddha once, and when she saw the Jade Buddha again, she backed away in fright.

Her strangled neck, because she ate a few beef bone sticks, turned her head to one side, and the wound seemed to be getting bigger.

"Where is my grandma!" I approached step by step holding the Jade Buddha.

But at this moment, my nose was itchy again, and big drops of nosebleeds flowed down.

Sometimes when I exhale, the nosebleed will follow the running water, pouring down one by one.

Yang Hui was hit on the side of the head and giggled at me.

Her voice was exactly like the black cat's cooing laughter.

"Where is my grandma?" I let the nosebleed flow, holding the Jade Buddha in one hand and the ox bone stick in the other.

Let the wooden stick hanging on the ox-bone stick sway, and the ox-bone stick reverberates hollowly.

Approaching Yang Hui: "Where did you put her?"

It doesn't matter whether I live or die.

If it weren't for the fact that Yang Hui's body was hidden for several days, I wouldn't be so disturbed.

What I am most afraid of is that my grandma, like Yang Hui, has been hidden...

Yang Hui still glanced at her head, I could see her trachea, her eyes were staring at me just like in the death cycle just now.

But there was still a gurgling smile in his throat.

She didn't even retreat, and the disdainful smile that she glanced at my door when she put on the gold bracelet that night appeared again on her face.

"Where is it?" I held the Jade Buddha and pressed it firmly on Yang Hui's forehead.

But just as the Jade Buddha settled on her forehead, the black hair on it was about to pierce into her head like a wire.

Suddenly, there was a rattling sound from the wound on Yang Hui's neck.

Like something scratching on the fire pipe that day...

Then a black, blood-stained cat's head rushed out from the wound.

The cat stretched its neck, bared its teeth, and was about to pounce on me.

I'm right in front of Yang Hui, holding the Jade Buddha tightly on Yang Hui's forehead.

The black cat jumped out from the wound, and it could pounce on me as long as it stretched out its head.

Seeing that the black cat was about to bite me, a few blood-red threads flashed before my eyes.

It went straight through the black cat's head, and at the same time pulled the black cat out of Yang Hui's wound.

The thread of blood hangs in the air, strangling the black cat and hanging in the air.

An arm around my waist, to the side.

"Ling Yuan!" The black cat's shiny fur was stained with blood, just like it fell from the fire pipe that day.

Its neck was strangled, and its limbs scratched in the air, trying to tear off the blood.

The long and slender cat tail behind the cat went up along the cat's back, entangled the bloody thread, and pulled it hard, as if trying to break the bloody thread.

I turned my head slightly, and saw a few drops of blood seeping out on Ling Yuan's moonlit brocade robe.

"You can't save her, she is going to die." The black cat's voice was mixed, a bit like Yang Hui's voice, and a bit like the voice of the burning paper old lady.

Ling Yuan just snorted coldly, followed by a flash of bloody red light.

The black cat uttered a shriek and disappeared.

Ling Yuan glanced at me with lingering fear, and was about to say something.

Officer Ding suddenly called from the side: "Yun Miao? Yun Miao?"

I also felt a cold touch from the back of my neck, and then my hand sank, and I instinctively held it.

When I looked up, I saw Officer Ding holding me up and wiping my blood with a paper. A male officer was slapping the back of my neck with cold water on his hand.

And I was lying next to the closet, holding a ox bone stick tightly in one hand and a black umbrella in the other.

Turning my head to look, I saw Ling Yuan standing beside me, nodding slightly to me, signaling that I'm fine.

There seemed to be noisy sounds outside, and the sound of iron sheets hitting each other.

"You may have been squatting for too long just now and fainted. I called an ambulance, and Team Leader Qin of the special case team went to find medicine for you, and he will be here soon." Officer Ding hurriedly helped me up.

Looking at me worriedly: "How are you feeling?"

I held a tissue, covered my nose, and answered vaguely: "What are you doing outside?"

"Remove the fire pipes." Officer Ding glanced at me, and said in a deep voice, "We found a lot of..."

Before Officer Ding could finish speaking, a young man in a black mid-length trench coat walked in.

Holding a few pills in his hand, he handed them to me and said, "Yun Miao, long time no see."

When he walked in, he nodded in Ling Yuan's direction, even smiled, moved his lips lightly, and said something.

Obviously, unlike Officer Ding and the others, he couldn't see Ling Yuan.

When Ling Yuan saw him, his face tightened instantly.

"You guys know each other?" Officer Ding glanced at the man curiously, then at me.

The young man handed me the medicine: "Why didn't you tell me about such a big thing? Come on, take the medicine first."

Then he took off the black windbreaker on his body, put it on me, and said gently to me: "Don't worry, I will be in charge of this project."

I listened and looked up at him, only to feel my whole body tense up instantly!

He seemed to be afraid that the windbreaker would not be stable, and his slender and well-knit hands helped me button the first button on it.

At the same time, he helped me pull out the hair that was tucked into my collar, and pushed it back.

But he turned his head to my ear: "I checked your communication records, and your grandma is here. But we have evacuated all the people, and checked with radar life detectors, and found no trace of life."

"We've almost finished dismantling the fire pipes you mentioned. Apart from the traces of Yang Hui being strangled and hidden in the fire pipes, and many dried black cat corpses, we haven't found your grandma either." I smooth out my black hair.

Glancing at Ling Yuan, Fu smiled lightly at me again and said, "This time I still give you a chance to think about it, how about it?"

(End of this chapter)