Otherworldly Merchant

We knocked on the old yellow door in a heavy mood, but nobody opened it. Zhang Xiaoai caught his eye and kicked the door open with one foot. He rushed in.

The door had just been opened and the smell of burning burst into the face, making the scalp feel numb.

I looked at Senior Mouse. Senior Mouse looked at Zhang Xiaoai and shook his head. I know Senior Mouse is trying to get me to stop Zhang Xiaoai. The situation inside must be very bad. Senior Mouse is not going to let Zhang Xiaoai rush in.

I hurried to stop Zhang Xiaoai, who was on fire, and told her not to mess around.

Senior rat walked to the door of the bedroom, his ears close to the door, listened carefully to the movement inside, and then reached for five knocks on the door, three lengths and two short.

Inside is a dead quiet, no response.

Senior rat, this relieved the breath and opened the bedroom door.

The moment the bedroom door was opened, a more intense burning smell came.

Zhang Xiaoai quickly covered her nose, but she couldn't help but vomit.

In the bed of the bedroom, lie quietly in a person, who is no one else, just Old Huang! Slippery, unhung, cotton covered his left half, everything seemed fine, no abnormalities, no signs of burning.

I'm not a little relaxed by that. This scene is actually weirder. Since the body wasn't burned, where did that weird roasty smell come from?

Mouse seniors sighted the bedroom with the same suspicious gaze, and there were no half burns in the bedroom, not even smoke.

Then I saw the rat's predecessor bite his teeth and walk up with his scalp, lifting a cotton quilt.

The scene under the cotton quilt is astonishing!

Old yellow cotton-covered half of the corpse, hollow, only black charcoal-like skeleton left, the flesh had long become ash, attached to the bone, at a glance, thought it was a pile of coke pile.

The left side is intact flesh, but the right side of the body has burned coke, which is a strong contrast, making me unbearable the flickering in my appetite and spitting my head out.

Li Mazi was worse than me. He squatted his ass on the floor, and his mother screamed.

And looking at Zhang Xiao Ai, it may have been a long time ago, not as bad as us, just stared at the burnt corpse, without a word, the tears of bean size flowed out of his eyes, regardless of the image howling and crying.

Ancestor Mouse said helplessly: "Come on, don't cry. The body is half burned and the soul is half damaged! Such a ghost loses the soul of an autonomous person, is a madman. Six parents do not recognize it. If it is not dealt with in a timely manner, the consequences will be unimaginable. ”

Me and Li Mazi rushed up to comfort Zhang Xiao Ai, and told her to notify the director of the bureau immediately. Dead cops, that's not a small thing.

Zhang Xiaoai was still very vigilant, saying what if the leader asked why we appeared in the old Huang family in the middle of the night? They won't believe a haunted word.

We also had a headache over this, and I finally pinned all my bets on the Jiangbei Zhangjia. Since the Zhang family in Jiangbei can put Zhang Xiaoai's graduate into the police station, there must be some power in the police, so I did not hesitate to call the Zhang family in Jiangbei.

Big gold teeth are the ones who answered the phone. I briefly told Big gold teeth this way. Big gold teeth are amazing, but in the end, let us do whatever we want. Don't look forward, he will say hello at the police station, just let us wait.

In a short time, two police chiefs arrived. Zhang Xiaoai called him the chief, it seems that Jiangbei Zhangjia's deterrent power at the police station is still great.

The director was nice to us, too. Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh. I thought such a director should be unclean, and even after the death of the police officer, he still had the heart to knock us out.

But I don't reach out to smile, I don't know what to say, but after the cold, I urge him to hurry and deal with the old yellow thing.

The director nodded his head and entered the old yellow bedroom with a bold look, but when he saw the old yellow look, it suddenly sucked. If we hadn't been there, he would have probably thrown up so rarely...

The director's life suppressed his desire to vomit, adjusted his emotions for a long time, and his face finally improved.

"Old Huang's soul is already in a state of madness, and his grievances are heavy. After 24 hours, it will react, and he will surely kill people everywhere. So I suggest cremating Old Yellow's body as soon as possible and spreading his soul, which is the only way to stop him from harming people. ”

The director was silent and the last face was helpless: “Sir, I agree with you with both hands up. But Old Huang is an old comrade of our police station. He died in vain. The boss must have asked us to thoroughly investigate. Now we burn Old Huang's body on fire. Isn't that a thief's heart? I'm fine, big deal. I can't take care of Uzzard, but you guys are in danger. ”

This crown royal words fooled the ghost okay, fooled us a little mentally retarded, the ghost believed him, he clearly didn't want to cause trouble, where for my sake.

But the Director's words are not unreasonable. After all, Old Huang is an old comrade in the bureau. After all, he just died and burned the body without investigating it. Indeed, there will be many complaints.

So thinking about it, the rat seniors finally compromised, and said, "Well, get the scene cleaned up as soon as possible, and then transport the body to the morgue. Tonight, I'm going to find a way to overdo the old yellow spirit. ”

I know that Mouse Senpai is consoling the director, super impossible, after all, old Huang's soul is already incomplete, can only beat his soul apart.

The director even nodded and promised to notify the task force as soon as possible after sending us away to deal with the matter.

After all this torment, it is now 4: 00 in the morning and the sky is shining. We were all exhausted, but the rat seniors didn't take us back to Zhang Xiao Lover's house to rest. Instead, they went to the morgue to guard, and they took the Book of Wordless Sky to the morgue.

Several dead spirits in the morgue were all killed by the Book of Wordless Heaven. The Book of Wordless Heaven has a natural repression over those dead spirits, so that you don't have to worry about the situation of several dead spirits.

We rested in the lounge next to the morgue. Before dawn, the director woke us up. Let us open the door of the morgue and say that the old Huang family had taken photo evidence and processed it properly. As soon as we ordered, the body of the old Huang was sent to the morgue.

I looked at the corpse of the old yellow again, the intact half of the body of the old yellow has become stiff, turned purple brown, half face twisted powerful, eyes open, pupils turned over, staring dead over the head.

I knew in my heart that this was a precursor to a corpse, and I was worried.

After handling the old Huang thing, the director is going to set us up with a meal, get us some air and dust,

But where do we think about dinner now, so we refused, and we had to stay in the morgue for 24 hours to avoid a bad pool.

The commissioner was probably ashamed to let us carry it in a cramped, messy lounge and let us have an office that just sees the morgue.

After the commissioner left, I was curious to ask Senior Mouse why the body of Old Yellow had been burned in half.

Mouse senior sighed: “The most taboo thing about the pussy is that one knife broke the vagina, and the old yellow scissors cut the paper in half, which is equivalent to cutting the spirits attached to the pussy vertically. ”

“Instead of diminishing their evil power, only half of them will be made more unscrupulous by the surge of resentment! That's why he killed Old Huang. And because the dead spirit is severed vertically and can only be attached to the half of the body of the old yellow, the old yellow will show such strange death symptoms..."

I suddenly thought of something, so I rushed to ask the rat seniors, causing the death of the old yellow spirit, it seems we haven't found it yet, will it harm others? It must not be allowed to run around.

Senior Mouse explained: “So now we have to go back to Old Huang's place to find the human paper. I was worried that finding the human parchment would provoke the Dead Spirit, so I didn't ask you to find it, but it's daylight now, the Dead Spirit is sleeping in the paper, now go find it! ”

Zhang Xiaoai had to take us back to Old Huang's house to find it.

At the end of the day, Li Mazi found the clamped human leather paper from Old Huang's work notes.

The mouse senior wrapped the man's leather paper carefully in a cloth, and came back in flames, then put half the paper together in a book without words.

And then there's the long wait, and we have to wait for the night to come and the ghosts will come out before we can deal with them.

Of course, our first task is to bring back Old Huang's soul, beat it to pieces, and avoid doing things that hurt God.

The day was unbelievably painful, I couldn't sleep in bed at all, and it was all a matter of scripture.

After two strange and strange deaths, Zhang Xiao Ai's heart probably left an indelible shadow, she didn't dare to go back to sleep alone, simply crowded with us in the office.

By noon, just a little sleepy, the director woke us up and had to clean the wind.

The thing that bothered me and Senpai Mouse the most was that they didn't want to go, but they couldn't resist the Director's bitter plea and Li Mazi's tent, and finally went.

This time, the Bureau of Public Security has invited two leaders, which is enough to show how much attention the director attaches to this matter. At the same time, I am curious, how much power does the Zhang family in Jiangbei have to make the director pay such attention?

I knocked on the side and asked a few questions, and I guess I figured out that the director didn't know the Jiangbei Zhangjia, maybe he didn't deserve to know at all. The orders he received came directly from the Provincial Public Security Department.

This surprised me, and it never occurred to me that Jiangbei Zhangjia's power reached the provincial public security bureau.

Even the Zhangjiang Bei Zhangjia, so powerful, is still forced by Longquan Mountain as a camp, it seems that Longquan Mountain is more powerful, if possible, I don't want to provoke either side.

I remembered another intern for Zhang Xiaoai's shoes, who must also be from Longquan Hills. Ask the director what he knows about the intern.

The atmosphere suddenly came down to embarrassment, and the director's face was filled with laughter: “Actually, the intern was replaced until he resigned. ”

“Replaced?” I was surprised and asked the director what was going on.