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The original owner was different from others since childhood. He could see things that others could not see, and was often scared to death by those things. Therefore, he didn't like to talk, didn't like to make friends, and looked very gloomy.

But the original owner was very beautiful, and many people still hoped to develop a relationship with her that was not aimed at marriage.

The original owner’s boyfriend, Mr. Huang, was just such a person.

But he didn't expect that the original owner was also an extremely feudal and old-fashioned person. After three months of dating, he wouldn't even let him hold hands.

But Huang Sheng had no intention of breaking up. After all, the original owner had taken care of his daily life in every possible way, and he was used to a life of having everything provided for him.

But Huang Sheng is also a restless person.

When one is well fed and warmed, he will think about sex. Since he can't touch the original owner, he will go outside to find a girl who is alone.

One night, the emperor went out to fool around and came back with a dark aura. Based on the original owner's experience, he felt that Huang Sheng must have been targeted by an unclean thing.

"Did you encounter something unclean?"

Huang Sheng was very impatient. He waved away the original owner's hand and said impatiently, "What unclean thing? Don't make alarmist remarks here."

Huang Sheng did not take the original owner's words to heart and went out as usual the next night. The original owner was afraid and did not follow him. Unexpectedly, Huang Sheng did not come back all night.

It was not until the next morning that Huang Sheng came back with unsteady steps. The original owner saw that there was darkness under Huang Sheng's eyes and the black energy on his body was getting heavier, and he couldn't help but worry about him.

Huang Sheng's body also became weak, but he was stubborn and refused to admit it.

The original owner had no choice but to move away with him and find a Taoist priest in the Taoist temple to comfort his soul. Only then did Huang Sheng's health gradually recover.

But Huang Sheng was not content. In order to be with the evil creature outside, he pushed the original owner off the cliff.

The original owner turned into a vengeful spirit and was forcibly sent into reincarnation by the Taoist priest.

Huang Sheng's ending was not good either. He met a painted skin ghost in human skin. Not only was his skin peeled off and his heart eaten by the painted skin ghost, but even his soul was eaten by the painted skin ghost.

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"Zhang Shan, I'm not going home for dinner tonight. Just take care of it yourself." Zhang Shan just arrived and heard these words, and then the phone went busy.

After checking the call records, I found that it was the original owner who called.

Just a simple meal?

That is impossible.

Zhang Shan cooked braised pork ribs and fried chicken for herself and finished a whole pot of rice in no time.

You can wrong others but not yourself. What's more, these are the ingredients that the original owner bought with his own salary. If he doesn't eat them himself, they will be given to a lustful man.

In the middle of the night, Huang Sheng came back and saw that the dining table was clean, but his stomach was growling with hunger.

He went out drinking with his friends and his stomach was full of water. He went to the toilet twice to empty it out, and now his stomach is empty.

Huang Sheng knocked hard on Zhang Shan's door, "Zhang Shan, come out and cook me a bowl of noodles. Add two more eggs!"

For a long time, he heard no movement from inside, nor did he see Zhang Shan come out to cook noodles for him.

"You little bitch, you are so capable. I told you to come out and cook noodles for me, but you didn't come out. Be careful or I'll break up with you. I'm the only one who likes a woman like you. I'm willing to be your boyfriend, so you should be grateful. How dare you get angry with me..."

The words that followed became more and more unbearable to hear, and Zhang Shan felt nauseous even through the door.

But she didn't go out either. It was a waste of time to talk to such a person. She might as well go to sleep.

After confirming that the door was locked, Zhang Shan fastened the bolt, put on earplugs to block out the scolding outside, and fell asleep.

Huang Sheng cursed for a long time, but Zhang Shan didn't come out, and he felt even hungrier.

After searching through boxes and cupboards, he found nothing to eat. He was so angry that he smashed the kitchen. In the end, he had to go to bed hungry. When he woke up the next day, not only did he not see the loving breakfast, but he also saw the landlord's dark face. "You smashed the kitchen, but fortunately you didn't blow up my house. These are the things you broke. I see you don't have much money. Calculate it based on the depreciated price. Hurry up and pay the money and move out of my house!"

The landlady had big tattoos on her arms, and her eyes were enough to scare Huang to death.

Fearing that he would be beaten, Huang quickly searched his pockets and took out all the money he had, but it was still not enough.

"Zhang Shan, quickly transfer 5,000 yuan to me. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been so angry and smashed the kitchen. You must take half of the responsibility."

Zhang Shan held the phone away, looking disgusted, "You smashed the kitchen, it has nothing to do with me, I don't have any money!"

After the call was hung up, Mr. Huang became even angrier, but when he saw the female landlord with big tattoos on her arms, he could only smile and finally transferred three thousand yuan from his credit card to the landlord.

The landlady left only after seeing the text message of the payment being received, and said, "Pack your things and get out!"

"Soft rice man!"

Huang Sheng called Zhang Shan with a gloomy face, but Zhang Shan did not answer the call. Instead, she hung up the phone and blocked him.

"Zhang Shan, you've grown so powerful that you dare not answer my call!"

Huang cursed and swore, but he was still angry. He sent a threatening text message to Zhang Shan: "If you don't kneel down and beg me this time, I will not forgive you. If you want to continue dating me, give up on it!"

Not getting a reply from Zhang Shan, Mr. Huang felt that he should teach Zhang Shan a lesson and told her not to think that he had a good temper and would not bother with her.

"I want to break up with you, don't come crying and beg me in the future!"

Zhang Shan saw the text message but did not reply. She continued to work. After get off work, she booked a room near the company and put her few luggage in it.

At night, Zhang Shan returned to their rented house only after making sure that Mr. Huang had left. Seeing the devastation inside, she thought the landlord would be furious.

This tasteless man actually smashed the house. Did he think that he would be nowhere to be found if he left the landlord?

The landlady has more than just properties here.

Zhang Shan sent a text message to the landlady, took the surveillance camera and left.

Not long after she left, Huang Sheng was issued a hunting order by his landlady.

If the issue is resolved through legal means, Mr. Huang would at most have to pay compensation. However, since the landlord does not call the police, what awaits him is more than just compensation.

That night, Huang was put into a sack in the alley of a bar, dragged into a dark corner, and beaten and kicked. The sack was not removed until he could no longer move.

Seeing her with her hands on her waist and the tattoo on her arm, Huang Sheng felt weak in the knees. "Sister Hong, Sister Hong, I know I was wrong. I know I was wrong. I will compensate you as much as you want. Please don't kill me..."

The woman stepped on Huang Sheng's chest and took out a QR code. "One hundred thousand yuan, transfer the money?"

“One hundred thousand???”

"Too little?"

"no no……"

"Sister Hong, I can't come up with a hundred thousand at once, can you give me a discount?"

Mr. Huang still had a clean face. He tried hard to wink at Sister Hong, and Sister Hong smiled.

"can."

"But... you have to keep something. If you save 10,000, you can keep an arm. If you save 20,000, you can keep two arms... What kind of discount do you want?"

This is a fracture.

Huang Sheng saw that Sister Hong didn't look like she was joking, and he was afraid, but he really didn't have that much money, so he tried to negotiate, "Can the arms and legs left behind not be your own? You can take them off from my girlfriend, she will definitely agree."

Snapped--

"Scum!" Huang Sheng only felt his head dizzy and his mouth was filled with the taste of blood.

"If you keep bargaining, I'll cut off both of your arms first!"

Mr. Huang was so scared that he didn't dare to speak, but he really didn't have that much money. In the end, he could only call Zhang Shan, but Zhang Shan didn't answer. He could only hold back his anger and call his parents to ask for money.

After transferring all the money to Sister Hong, he breathed a sigh of relief.

But it was too early to relax.

"Break one of his arms!"

Huang was terrified. "Sister Hong, I have already paid the money. I have already paid the money. Sister Hong, you can't do this...Ah!!!"

Huang Sheng was thrown into the alley like a dead dog, dying.

After everyone had left, a pretty young girl passed by from the alley. Seeing Huang Sheng, she kindly went over to help him up and asked, "Brother, are you okay?"

This man smells like he must have a very dark heart, and the darker the heart, the more tender it is.

Huang Sheng's heart was pounding. "My arm seems to be broken. By the way, how old is your sister? Is she still in school?"

"I'm fifteen years old and just started high school." The Painted Skin Ghost concealed his uncontrollable expression and quietly wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth.

"Fifteen, not yet an adult..."

"Thanks for helping me, little sister."

The Painted Skin Ghost's expression was hard to discern. The hand that was holding Huang Sheng's was already silently reaching for Huang Sheng's heart. Its long nails were about to pierce his chest in the next second, pull out his heart, and eat it.

Huang Sheng felt his heart fluttering when he was touched, but his whole body was in pain and he had no conditions to do anything bad.

"Brother, where do you live? Let me take you home." The Painted Skin Ghost didn't want to eat people outside and wanted to find a place where he wouldn't be disturbed to enjoy the delicious food.

"Mr. Huang then realized that he had already moved out of the rental house and had recently been living in bars or Internet cafes, which were full of people of all kinds. It was indeed not suitable for him to bring his sister "home".

"I have no place to live..."

"I see, big brother, you are so pitiful. Why don't you go to my house first? I am the only one at home, and my parents are not at home."

This was exactly what Huang Sheng wanted. He did not hide it at all and could not wait to "go home" with the Painted Skin Ghost.

After exiting the alley, the Painted Skin Ghost stopped a hearse. Huang Sheng didn't know about it, so he got in with his hands folded. "Master, the air conditioner is a bit cold, can you turn it up a bit?"

The temperature inside was so cold that he got goose bumps all over his body.

The driver didn't say anything, but the Painted Skin Ghost smiled, "This is cool and fresh."

Just like food kept in the refrigerator, it won't go bad for a long time.

“There’s no traffic jam at this time.”

In the past, this road was always very congested, but today there was not a single car. Huang Sheng felt it was weird and felt a little uneasy.

Sensing Huang Sheng's uneasiness, a dark light flashed in the Painted Skin Ghost's eyes, and then vehicles appeared one after another on the road ahead.

When Huang Sheng saw this, the uneasiness in his heart was dispelled.

The hearse went further and further away, and no other vehicles could be seen on the road.

"Your home is in the suburbs?"

"Yes, my family is poor and cannot afford a house in the city center. Brother, you won't look down on my family, right?"

"No, no!"

Huang Sheng shook his head repeatedly.

The hearse stopped outside a three-story villa. After Huang got out of the car, he had already adapted to the abnormally low temperature and found that there was only one building here.

After paying the driver the fare, the Painted Skin Ghost took Huang Sheng in.

"I'm the only one living here. There's a cleaning lady here to clean during the day. Don't be disgusted, brother."

How could Mr. Huang possibly dislike it, because all he saw were bonsai trees worth tens of thousands of dollars, and even the pond was filled with millions of dragon fish. The environment was quiet and elegant, and one could tell at a glance that the family was well-off.

"Your family is rich, right?"

The Painted Skin Ghost nodded modestly, "Not rich, but must have tens of millions."

Huang Sheng was blinded by the money and led the Painted Skin Ghost into the house with his uninjured hand.

The interior was even more magnificent, which opened Huang's eyes.

While he was admiring, a hand had already quietly reached to his back.

"what!!!"

Huang Sheng looked down at his chest in fear, then turned to look at the Painted Skin Ghost, and finally fell to the ground.

Huang Sheng fell to the ground, revealing the bloody hand of the Painted Skin Ghost. In her hand was a red, bloody heart, which was still beating.

The Painted Skin Ghost who had eaten the heart did not let go of Huang Sheng's skin and soul. While Huang Sheng's ghost was still unaware, he was swallowed alive.

Then he licked his lips, still feeling unsatisfied.

"This skin is not bad either."

She needs some new skin.

After eating Huang Sheng's heart and ghost, the Painted Skin Ghost's ghost power increased greatly. It has been a while since he came out to pretend to be a fallen girl to lure people with bad intentions.

Zhang Shan hadn't paid attention to her for a long time. She only knew that she didn't kill innocent people, so she didn't care.

Zhang Shan inherited the original owner's pair of yin-yang eyes. She sees ghosts every day of the year, but she acts very calm.

During the Ghost Festival, the gates of hell are wide open. Zhang Shan receives a text message from the Taoist priest asking her to return to the temple as soon as possible to avoid being frightened to death by wandering ghosts.

It happened to be the weekend and she didn't have to work, so Zhang Shan also wanted to meet this Taoist priest who had some skills.

Arriving at the Taoist temple, Zhang Shan met the Taoist priest, whose name was Tianyi, an old man in his nineties with a white beard.

"I see your brows are relaxed and smooth. It seems that the things that bothered you have been solved. Are you still afraid of ghosts now?"

Zhang Shan hesitated for a moment, then shook her head, "The human heart is scarier than a ghost!"

The Taoist priest nodded.

"If you are willing, you can stay in the mountain for a few more days and cook for the fellow disciples in the temple."

The food cooked by his new apprentice is really unpalatable, and his wallet can no longer afford it, so he has to order takeout every day.

Zhang Shan nodded with a dark face. Although the old man looked like an immortal, he was actually very down-to-earth. After sending Zhang Shan away, he went out to pick up the express delivery.

Zhang Shan took two days off and stayed in the Taoist temple's library for three days, during which time she did not see a single ghost.

After the Ghost Festival, Zhang Shan is leaving again.

I haven't checked my phone for several days, and I have several missed calls, including from the company manager, the original owner's parents, and... the police.

"When was the last time you saw Mr. Huang?"

"On the morning of June 6th."

"Where did you meet?"

"I cooked breakfast for him in the rented house in the east district of the city and brought it to him before I went to work."

"So when was the last time you contacted him?"

"At noon on July 7, the landlord asked him to pay compensation because he smashed the kitchen the day before. He called and asked me to transfer 2 yuan to him... My phone has a recording function that allows you to record messages at any time."

"I blocked him later, and I don't know if he contacted me or not."

Zhang Shan’s phone is indeed clean.

"One last question, where have you been these past few days?"

"In the Taoist temple. I stay there for two days every year during the Ghost Festival. You can check."

"Why do you want to go to the Taoist temple?"

“Is this a mandatory answer?”

The policeman did not answer. Zhang Shan hesitated for a moment, but decided to tell the truth, "I have been able to see ghosts since I was a child."

The police didn't believe it, but didn't ask any more questions. After signing the statement, Zhang Shan left the police station.

While waiting for the car, the police officer who had just asked the question came over and asked, "You don't seem to be surprised at all by Mr. Huang's death. Did you know he was dead a long time ago?"

Zhang Shan remained silent.

"You acted too calm. When we found Huang Sheng, his heart had been dug out and his skin had been peeled off. The murderer's methods were skillful and cruel."

The police officer looked at Zhang Shan with a scrutinizing look.

"There was a female ghost following you. Her stomach was ripped open and her intestines were all spilling out. She said she was killed by her husband and best friend, and they cut her open while she was still alive to take out her baby."

The police officer looked stern, "How did you know that?"

"I can see ghosts."

The car has arrived.

The police officer did not follow, but returned to the archives to look for information. He also asked someone to check the woman's husband and best friend, and finally found the body of the six-month-old baby in the abandoned factory.

Because of this incident, Zhang Shan was summoned to the police station again. With the help of "ghost stories", several major cases were solved and they finally believed it.

"There really are ghosts in this world!"

"What about your boyfriend? How did you die? Didn't he come to see you?"

Zhang Shan shook her head. "He can't come. He was eaten by the Painted Skin Ghost."

"how do you know?"

"The other ghosts said so."

Since then, Zhang Shan got a side job, which she found quite interesting, so she quit her job and opened a detective agency to find cats, dogs and mistresses.

Of course, the most important business is to help the police solve cases.