After becoming a ghost, hold the boss's thigh tightly

Police officers ask for information about the deceased in the forensic laboratory.

"Brother, what is the information of the deceased?" Mu Yang leaned on the table and looked at the busy Liu Yang and asked

"So far, we have found out that this is a young person, and we don't know whether he is a male or a female. There is nothing else that cannot be found out!" Fang Yang said without looking up.

"Please take some time. I'll go check on the situation." Mu Yang straightened up and said.

After the forensic doctor came out, Officer Bai walked up to him and handed him the interrogation records.

I took the document and listened to Officer Bai say

"The body belonged to a butcher, and the meat was obtained from him. The butcher's family lives in Chaoyuan Village, which is poor and backward. Lynching is rampant there and the villagers are not afraid of the police. They are all very ignorant," said Officer Bai.

"Send someone to investigate the butcher's situation," Mu Yang stopped and said to Officer Bai.

"Okay," Officer Bai said immediately, then left and asked someone to go and investigate.

A black taxi stopped on the road. The door opened and a girl holding a red umbrella appeared. Next to the girl was a female ghost that was invisible to the naked eye.

"Qiumian, you go in and take a look first, find the female ghost and bring her out," Mu Qing said.

Qiu Mian nodded and instantly floated into the village and disappeared.

Mu Qing looked back and immediately disappeared into the darkness, as if he didn't exist.

A police car stopped and two plainclothes officers got out. They walked into the village.

After the two men disappeared, Mu Qing emerged from the darkness.

About a minute later, white mist appeared around Mu Qing, and Qiu Mian was holding a thin peasant woman with white eyes and a miserable death look.

"On my way here, I saw a butcher drunk in bed, cursing that there were no hens that could lay eggs, and that he needed to spend some money to buy a wife to give birth to a son. I was so angry that I bewitched that man and made him see something scary. Do you know? He was so scared that he peed himself," Qiu Mian said indignantly.

"Now that the police have arrived, it will probably be difficult to find her identity, but I can find out who she is. However, she is unconscious and is about to disappear. You need to stabilize her and check her memory," Mu Qing looked at the thin peasant woman in front of him and turned back to Qiu Mian.

"Don't worry, leave it to me. I'm not a know-it-all anymore!" Qiu Mian waved his hand and said

Then he released a wisp of Yin energy and scattered it towards the female ghost. He steadied his body, placed his hand on the ghost's forehead, and a memory flooded into his heart.

The ghost girl's life is like a silent film that is fast-forwarded by fate, unfolding slowly from her innocent infancy to her youthful college graduation, filled with endless love from her parents and pure friendship with her classmates. However, all these beautiful things were quietly covered by a strange handkerchief on the evening when she set out on her way home, and from then on, her fate was irreversibly deviated.

She was mercilessly sold to a cruel butcher, where there was no mercy, only endless whipping and abuse. She was used as a tool for reproduction, and her dignity and self were stripped away bit by bit. The sunny girl of the past gradually withered in endless suffering, her body and soul were destroyed and broken. But even in this abyss of despair, her deep longing for home and her desire for freedom were like a weak but tenacious fire, supporting her to survive and look for the dawn of escape.

However, when she mustered up the courage to step out of the dilapidated door that imprisoned her soul, what greeted her was not the wind of freedom, but the indifference and ruthlessness of her fellow villagers. They quickly captured her like a hound, and the light of hope that had just ignited was extinguished in an instant. There were no stars in her eyes, only endless darkness and despair.

Under this endless torture, she finally collapsed, her rational dam completely collapsed, and her soul was lingering on the edge of madness. Even under this inhuman treatment, she was still unfortunately pregnant, but this weak light of life was soon extinguished by the cruel reality - she was forced to have an abortion, and her body and mind were severely damaged again. The butcher's dissatisfaction and rage surged like a tide, and every punch and kick was a trampling on the dignity of her life.

Finally, on a stormy night, she could no longer bear the burden, and her soul seemed to have left her heavy body, floating away and turning into a ghost. Under Qiu Mian's peeping, she witnessed the butcher's heinous crime - he dismantled her bones one by one with a sharp axe, and the bones were boiled into soup and fed to greedy dogs, symbolizing the ruthless deprivation of the root of her life; and the part that symbolized the feminine beauty and strength was abandoned in the back mountain, left to be eroded by wind and rain; as for the rest of her body, he sold it as a commodity in exchange for dirty money, with satisfaction and pride on his face.

These scenes, like sharp blades, have carved indelible scars in Qiu Mian's heart, and make people sigh: the dark side of human nature can be so deep and terrifying.

The replay of the memory came to an abrupt end. In Qiu Mian's sight, the ghost girl's eyes gradually regained clarity. She looked around in confusion, with a hint of uncertainty in her voice: "Who... are you? Where am I? I remember... I seemed to have been beaten..." As she spoke, the fragments of her memory began to slowly piece together.

A look of realization flashed across the ghost girl's face, followed by relief and liberation: "So, I'm already dead... Is this liberation?" Her voice was mixed with a hint of the saltiness of blood and tears, which was the unfulfilled sorrow and unwillingness deep in her heart.

Qiu Mian responded gently: "Yes, you have left that world. Please rest assured that the police will investigate the matter and bring the murderer to justice." Her tone was full of determination and comfort.

At this time, Mu Qing, who was observing silently at the side, interrupted and said, "The police may encounter difficulties in investigating the case, but justice will never be absent. And you, as a dead soul, should not stay in the human world for long. I will guide you so that you can convey the last message to your parents and inform them of your situation. Perhaps, in the near future, the murderer will receive the punishment he deserves. In the next life, I hope you can have a happy life and stop crying."

After hearing this, the ghost girl's eyes flashed with gratitude, and she gently thanked Mu Qing and Qiu Mian. Under Mu Qing's guidance, her figure gradually became blurred, and finally turned into a wisp of light smoke, disappearing into the air, as if she had gone to another world to find her own peace.

"It seems that this matter has been properly handled." Mu Qing looked at the direction where the female ghost disappeared, sighed softly, and then turned to Qiu Mian and said, "It's time for us to go back and continue our lives, but please remember that everything you have experienced today is a profound reflection on life and justice."

A trace of determination flashed across Qiu Mian's eyes, and she swore in her heart: "I will make the murderer experience the endless pain he inflicted on others in the other world. The ghost cultivation technique recorded in that ancient book may be the retribution he deserves."

Seeing this, Mu Qing shook his head slightly, but did not try to dissuade them. He just silently took out a glowing "Daily Thousand Mile Talisman" from his sleeve and raised it lightly. The two of them were lifted up by an invisible force and disappeared from the spot in an instant.

After leaving the gloomy place, the village entrance happened to welcome several familiar figures - the police who had investigated the case before, and behind them was the butcher Wu Dayou who was being carried and staggering. In addition to the pungent smell of alcohol, there was also a faint nauseating smell of urine in the air, all of which indicated that the upcoming trial would not be easy.

The lights in the interrogation room were dazzling and cold. After sobering up, Wu Dayou was placed on a hard wooden chair. He looked a little listless, but there was still a hint of cunning in his eyes.

Facing the severe interrogation of the two policemen, he replied in a casual manner:

"Hey, officer, did you invite me here for tea? As for the meat that Mr. Zhang took from me... let me think about it. It's been a week and my memory is a little fuzzy. But I remember that I took the meat out of my own refrigerator. After I processed the pork the night before, I asked my wife to put it in the refrigerator. The next day, someone came to buy some goods, and I took it out and sold it to him. It's that simple."

Wu Dayou's words seemed fluent, but actually they contained hidden meanings. He tried to use the long time and trivial family affairs to blur the facts, but the police would not let go of any clues easily.

They stared at Wu Dayou with sharp eyes and displayed the evidence photos in their hands one after another. Each one was like a heavy hammer, hitting Wu Dayou's psychological defenses.

"Where is your wife? Why is she not in your house?" The police's voice pierced through Wu Dayou's defenses like a sharp sword, trying to uncover the secret in his heart.

Wu Dayou shrugged his shoulders in a nonchalant tone, "She doesn't have a very good brain and often wanders around. I slept too deeply that night and found the meat when I woke up the next day. She usually goes to get it, but she wasn't there that day, so this happened."

The policeman chased after her, his eyes sharp: "What's her name? We need to know more."

"Lin Yingying, everyone calls her Yingying." Although Wu Dayou answered quickly, there was a hint of panic in his eyes.

"Are there any other clues or information?" The policeman's tone was full of unquestionable determination.

Wu Dayou shook his head and pretended to be at a loss: "It's really nothing. I've said everything I can say."

The police exchanged glances and left the interrogation room.

At this time, the plainclothes police who visited the farm brought important clues: "Neighbors confirmed Lin Yingying's situation. We found key evidence in her kitchen, and we also found remains of suspected human bones in the pig farm, which showed obvious signs of being eaten."

"Expand the search area immediately and make sure all the remains are found!" the police leader gave the order decisively.

At the same time, in the darkness of another time and space, a couple was awakened by a strange dream. Their daughter Yingying, wearing a pink dress, was floating in the air barefoot, with a pale face but still maintaining the innocence and well-behavedness of her life.

"Mom, time is running out! I am no longer in this world, and my body is hidden in the back mountain of Chaoyuan Village and in a butcher's house. I'm sorry for making you worry for so long. Although the master did not ask for anything in return, if it weren't for her, I might have already died and would never have been able to see you again. If I still have the chance to be your daughter, I will take good care of you until you are old. Please remember to thank Master Mu Qing for me." After saying that, Yingying's figure gradually disappeared into the darkness.

Lin's mother and father woke up from their dreams at the same time, holding each other's hands tightly, with shock and grief in their eyes. They knew very well that this was not just a dream, but the last message from their daughter Yingying.

"I dreamed of Yingying. Did you dream of her too? She said she was abducted and killed. She suffered so much!" Lin's mother burst into tears.

Father Lin hugged his wife tightly and comforted her: "Thank God that we finally know the whereabouts of our daughter. Although this is a sad thing for the elderly to send off the young, we must seek justice for Yingying. And that Mu Qing Tianshi, we must find her and thank her for saving our lives."

In a distant place of cultivation, Mu Qing and Qiu Mian both felt a force of merit from the Heavenly Dao. This merit not only made Mu Qing's cultivation more stable, but also made Qiu Mian's ghost fire more intense and powerful. At the same time, the mysterious book in Qiu Mian's mind also unlocked a new technique - Palm Blade, a powerful attack method that can shoot out green knives and cause great damage to ghost bodies.