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He Qianlin was no stranger to these things, but it was her first time to open the altar, and she still hesitated when she saw the big cock whose feet were bound.

The old woman had long been sitting beside the corpse, wiping her tears, and peeping at He Qianlin with some expectation!

Liu Yan and Zhang Yang stood outside the door, beware of someone breaking in suddenly and breaking the spell!

It is said that after a person dies, it is enough to find a place in the darkest place to cast a spell to summon the soul, and there is no need to use a rooster at all, but now the person's soul is trapped in the corpse, and the method of summoning the soul is useless at all, and He Qianlin also wants to know why this People's souls will be imprisoned, I don't know if it has something to do with Mr. Qin!

He Qianlin took a deep breath, put on a pair of bright red gloves without haste, picked up the lancet on the altar, pinched the wings of the big cock, and cut open the belly of the big cock with lightning speed , put down the lancet, clawed his right hand, and stretched it into the rooster's stomach. With a twist of his wrist, he pulled out a bloody chicken heart. Only then did the big rooster feel the pain, and the sound of cooing stuck in his throat was very similar. The devil's sneer, you can't imagine that the sound of a rooster can be so penetrating. He Qianlin threw the rooster on the ground at will, her feet were bound, and she couldn't walk and run, so she could only lean on the ground and slapped it weakly Flap your wings, let the blood drip on the black and shiny floor, dying!

He Qianlin strode to the corpse, ignored the old woman's frightened expression, stretched out her hands to pinch the corpse's cheeks, and stuffed the rooster's heart into it!

The lips of the dead body were stained with chicken blood, against the snow-white complexion, it looked a little creepy!

He took off his gloves, lit the tribute incense, put the tribute incense in the bowl of glutinous rice, then walked back to the corpse, stretched out his index finger and drew a symbol on the Yintang, and tapped it lightly.

The next moment, a black smoke visible to the naked eye drifted into the air from the Yintang. As the smoke drifted away, the corpse also let out a sigh, and sat up slowly under the horrified eyes of the old woman!

He Qianlin said softly: "You only have 2 minutes. Don't spit out the chicken heart in your mouth. If you spit it out, you won't be able to suppress your soul. Don't talk. If your yang energy leaks, you will dissipate. Now I will ask you to answer, Whether you commit suicide or homicide, you nod if you commit suicide, and shake your head if you commit suicide!"

The eyes of the corpse were still dull, as if he was weighing the truth of what the person in front of him said. When he saw his bluish skin, he still had some disbelief, stretched out his hand to pinch it, and then looked at the old woman, with a look of wanting to cry but not tears. !

"Hurry up, just nod if you commit suicide, and shake your head if you commit suicide," He Qianlin urged with a displeased frown.

The corpse shook his head, seeing the old woman beside him bursting into tears, he also looked sad, ghosts can't shed tears, even if they use the yang energy of the rooster's heart to return to their souls, they still can't brew tears!

"My child, who is so cruel, why did you treat you like this..."

"Stop arguing, there is no time, is it someone who killed you? Nod if it is a person, shake your head if it is not a person!"

The corpse nodded, then shook its head again, with a look of fear on its face, as if thinking of something terrible, it opened its mouth and exclaimed, but the next moment it fell limply on the bed!

He Qianlin frowned as the old woman shouted loudly, her yang energy leaked out, and there was still half a minute left, but now she couldn't ask anything!

"I want to call the police, I want to call the police, my child was killed, it was killed!"

The tribute incense on the table was still burning, but the smoke that rose straight up became misty, and even the table shook a little!

He Qianlin twisted some glutinous rice, and put a little on one side of the four table corners. Strange to say, the shaking table was pressed down by these glutinous rice trees, and she stretched out her hand to pinch a few glutinous rice sticky with incense ash, and walked to the corpse. Beside, put the glutinous rice gently on the chest of the corpse!

Regardless of the screaming old woman, she opened the door and walked out of the morgue, and said to Liu Yan and Zhang Yang who were waiting by the side: "Auntie, that person is restless, after bringing him out, close the door, Zhang Yang, you stay on guard." Don't let anyone come in here, everything will be planned after the curator comes back!"

She didn't want to get involved in some right and wrong, she always had a bad premonition, always felt that this matter was not as simple as it seemed on the surface, the woman nodded and shook her head, is it human or not?Could it be that there are some hidden secrets that I don't know?Or is it fine, weird?There are many different things in this world, the ignorant are fearless, the more you know, the more fearful you will be!

No matter what all of this is, let’s wait until the curator comes back. If the curator has no solution, then he can only wait until night and ask the ghost messenger to catch her and reincarnate. I have no ability to manage the rest I don't want to take care of it either!

Wang Chunhua came back quickly, but when she saw He Qianlin, she couldn't help being furious. How long had she been out?It was only an hour or so, why did He Qianlin provoke something unclean again!

Grabbing He Qianlin's arm, she frowned displeasedly and said, "Where have you been? Why is there such a ghostly aura around you?"

He Qianlin looked at Wang Chunhua innocently: "I went to put on some makeup when there was business in the restaurant."

"It's just putting on makeup. Is the ghost aura on your body so strong? You are clearly being targeted. Eh, no, did you meet Mr. Qin? I feel his aura on you" Wang Chunhua He was extremely vigilant, his eyes were like x-rays, and he would shoot He Qianlin once, but the more he watched, the more frightened he became. Could it be that Mr. Qin used a trick to lure himself away, and then attacked He Qianlin?

No, if that's the case, then He Qianlin wouldn't be able to stand in front of her in a good manner. Could it be that Mr. Qin didn't have time to make a move because she came back too quickly?Very likely!Could it be that Mr. Qin has sneaked in?Damn it, it seems that I am still too careless!

I have the breath of Mr. Qin on my body?He Qianlin was startled, when did it happen?I was only with Aunt Liu and Zhang Yang today, so why did I get Mr. Qin's aura?No, there is still a corpse. Could it be that the female corpse is really related to Mr. Qin?It seems that this matter is really out of my control, and I don't know how many people will be killed by Mr. Qin in the end?He Qianlin obediently followed Wang Chunhua to the morgue!

The old woman had been dragged to the office by Liu Yan. As soon as Wang Chunhua arrived at the morgue, she saw Zhang Yang, who was leaning against the door, looking listless, with extremely dark circles under his eyes, as if he hadn't closed his eyes for several days and nights. Maybe the things in the village hit her too hard, and it is normal for her to take a while to recover, so she nodded at Zhang Yang and said softly: "If you are very tired, go back and rest first! There are Qianlin and I here, no If there's any problem, you can't help here anyway, why don't you go back and take care of yourself!"

Zhang Yang nodded, looking weak, turned and walked towards the dormitory.

Seeing Zhang Yang's sloppy footsteps, Wang Chunhua couldn't help frowning, and thought: People's psychological quality is really bad enough, and they can't recover from even the most trivial things. It seems that she is really not suitable for this line of work. If it is not for the deep blessings People like her can't suppress these yin qi, and after a long time, they will definitely suffer from minor illnesses and bad luck. It seems that we need to find a time to send her away!

Wang Chunhua entered the morgue, looked at the burnt tribute incense on the counter, frowned, but didn't say much, and turned her eyes directly to the corpse on the morgue!

The upper body of the corpse was naked, but the lower body was covered with a white cloth, and there were some wet bloodstains around the lips. It looked shocking. Wang Chunhua sniffed, and the fragrance in the air made her tense nerves relax!

"Have you put away his soul?" Wang Chunhua looked around but couldn't find the soul of the corpse!

He Qianlin was startled, and quickly asked, "Is her soul gone? I'm clearly in her body, how could I disappear!"

Wang Chunhua's expression froze, she stretched out her hand to touch her eyelids, and then looked intently, her face darkened instantly, this was clearly a trace of her soul being forcibly taken away by someone, who came here?Why take away just one soul!

Mr. Qin, it must be him, only he needs a soul to strengthen himself!No, Zhang Yang stood guard outside the door when he came in just now, and no outsiders came in, so how did this soul disappear?Mr. Qin also learned that it is impossible to fetch things from a distance. Besides, this is a soul, a living soul!

"Tell me what's going on in detail." Wang Chunhua dragged the chair next to the mortuary table and sat down. It's better to stay calm at this critical moment!

He Qianlin pursed her lips, took a deep breath, and then said softly: "The thing is like this, Aunt Liu called me down early this morning, saying that there was a new corpse in the morgue and I needed makeup, so here I am Later, I found that something was wrong. There was black air between the eyebrows of the corpse. Her mother kept begging me to investigate whether her daughter committed suicide or died a violent death.

I inquired and found that the soul of this corpse was imprisoned in the body for some unknown reason.So I cast a resurrection technique. However, because the soul is too flustered, there is no way to answer my question clearly. The chicken heart is still in her mouth. I dare not let his soul out for fear of causing trouble. I'm making plans when you come back!

The morgue was carefully built by my master, and ordinary souls cannot escape. Every month, there are regular errands who will come here to inspect and take away the souls imprisoned in this room! "

"So if it wasn't released artificially, would the soul be imprisoned here forever?"

"Yes, the walls of the morgue include the gate and the inside of the ceiling. There are spells inside, but this spell only acts as a confinement and cannot hurt them. In addition, I deliberately used glutinous rice and tribute ashes to forcefully suppress her. Soul, she can't disappear out of thin air!"

Wang Chunhua frowned, and then asked, "Is Zhang Yang guarding the morgue after you left?"

He Qianlin narrowed her eyes: "You are suspicious..."

"Shh, come with me!"