The daily life of ghosts and ghosts

The next morning Lin Huan washed up and followed Bo Rong back to Lin's house.

Good guy, before arriving at Lin's house, I saw a group of black-clothed bodyguards surrounded by three floors outside the Lin's gate, and an explosion-proof car parked at the side of the courtyard. It must be the bodyguards that Grandpa Lin hired a few days ago .

As soon as Lin Huan arrived at the door, he was stopped. After the inspection on the inner and outer floors, someone went to the courtyard to inform Uncle Wu. Lin Huan noticed the panic that flashed across Uncle Wu's face when he came out and saw him. But after all, he is an old man who has seen so many worlds, and he showed an intimate and familiar smile in the next second.

"Why is Xiao Huan back? I'll ask Grandpa Lin to pick you up."

Lin Huan nodded absently. He knew that Uncle Wu didn't ask Grandpa Lin to pick him up at all, he just asked Grandpa Lin if he would like to let him in.

After waiting for a long time, Lin Huan simply sat down on the steps and watched Bo Rong walk around all the bodyguards bored, relying on no one to see him, and even went in and out of the walls of Lin's house many times.

Lin Huan looked at Bo Rong who was going in and out, and thought with some doubts. What Grandpa Lin said before, he obviously thought that those caesarean cases were all done by Bo Rong. Since they were all done by ghosts, what's the point of spending so much money to hire so many bodyguards? use?Use yang energy to defeat ghosts?But looking at the way Bai Rong entered and exited, it was obviously not affected at all.

After an unknown amount of time, the door of the Lin family opened with a creak, and Grandpa Lin was seen sitting in a wheelchair being pushed out by Uncle Wu.

Although Grandpa Lin is old, his eyes are still extremely sharp. Lin Huan can even clearly feel the glances in Grandpa Lin's eyes and the consideration involved.

After a while, Grandpa Lin smiled kindly, "Come in, Xiao Huan."

Lin Huan looked at the wheelchair and asked, "Grandpa, are you...?"

Grandpa Lin patted his legs as usual. "Old rheumatism, you have been away from home for so many years, you don't know."

Lin Huan nodded suspiciously, and walked in with the two of them.

When I entered the compound, I saw that there was no one there except the big yellow cat dozing proudly on the thick branches. The two rooms of Lin Huan’s parents were half-closed, and the doors of other relatives’ rooms were locked. To the sparse TV sound in the room.

No need to guess, everyone else must be at home. I don’t know why they dare not come out. The relatives who have lived together for more than ten years chose to push him out to gain peace when facing the ghost. Now that he is back, these People are afraid that it may endanger their lives and choose to avoid it.

It is said that the Lin family has always had a weak relationship, which is true.

Just as he was sighing, Lin Huan suddenly felt his hand being held by a warm palm, but when he looked sideways, it was Bo Rong gently holding his hand, with a familiar smile on his face, which made people feel inexplicable. peace of mind.

Bo Rong took Lin Huan's hand and explained warmly. "I'm Li Gui. Generally, people who marry Li Gui will not come back. Now that you have come back alive in broad daylight, they will inevitably be surprised."

Lin Huan hummed lightly.

Uncle Wu and Grandpa Lin were taken aback when they heard the inexplicable "yes", and looked sideways at Lin Huan. If you looked carefully, you would find that Uncle Wu's hand holding the wheelchair was tense.

Lin Huan turned a blind eye to the reactions of the two, and spoke nonchalantly.

"Grandpa, Officer Fang asked me to come back and assist in the investigation."

"Officer Fang..." Grandpa Lin pondered for a while, opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but finally nodded. "Okay, let's stay here first, there is nothing missing at home anyway."

After entering the yard, Lin Huan wanted to go to his room, but Uncle Wu pushed Grandpa Lin straight to Bo Rong's room. Lin Huan knew very well that the Lin family was jealous of him, so he didn't ask any further questions.

"Your original room hasn't been cleaned up yet, so let's live with your uncle first."

Lin Huan noticed that the door of Bo Rong's room had been repainted for some reason.

The color of this new paint is very strange, it is much redder than the one painted by the Lin family, and it looks a bit harsh.

Uncle Wu took out his key and opened the door, and made room for Lin Huan, as if he didn't intend to go in together, Lin Huan nodded, and pushed the door in with ease.

The furnishings in the room are still the same as before, and they must have been disturbed by someone afterwards, but it is very clean now.

Lin Huan walked into the room and ran straight to the bed, lay down and stretched, while Bo Rong went to the window to look at the pot of succulents he had raised before his death.

Uncle Wu stood at the door and asked, "Young Master, are you alright?"

Lin Huan nodded, "Uncle Wu, please ask the kitchen to make some fried steamed buns."

"Eh, good."

After Uncle Wu answered, he didn't push Grandpa Lin away for a long time, standing at the door as if he had something to say.

"Is there anything else, Uncle Wu?"

"That..." Uncle Wu hesitated for a while, then asked in a low voice. "Did the 'Housekeeper' go in?"

"'Housekeeper God'?" Lin Huan looked inexplicably at the expressionless Grandpa Lin sitting on the wheelchair, and then at Bai Rong, who was watching the "heart and liver" carefully from the window, who did not respond to the conversation here. "what?"

"That's right..." Uncle Wu seemed very embarrassed, and looked down at Grandpa Lin several times, "Master Bai."

"Oh……"

Lin Huan now has 1 whys in his mind, but looking at the faces of Grandpa Lin and Uncle Wu, it is definitely not a wonderful thing to ask why Bo Rong should be called the "god of keeping the house", so he only answered. "He's in."

"Okay." Uncle Wu heaved a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on his face. "I'm going to ask the kitchen to fry steamed buns for the young master."

After the two left, Lin Huan went forward and closed the door, turning his head to look at Bai Rong beside the bed.

"Uncle..."

Before Lin Huan finished speaking, Bo Rong explained while stroking his fleshy head without raising his head.

"'House God' is the name of the Lin family for the ghost king who is responsible for guarding the Lin family's ghost house."

"Is uncle the ghost king?"

"Well, as a policeman, Ah Huan should have good observation skills. Didn't you realize that all the ghosts in that haunted house listen to me?"

"I found it, but... what is a haunted house?"

"The Lin family made their fortune using magic."

"……what?"

"The ancestor of your Lin family relied on sorcery to make a fortune. As a price, this ancestor who used sorcery to make a fortune will never be reincarnated. He will be floating in the world forever. That's why the Lin family has those who signed a death contract and sold their souls together. For the servants of the Lin family, their souls must serve the ancestors of the Lin family after death, and these ghosts also need managers, and I am the ghost chosen to guard the ghost house of the Lin family, to put it bluntly, I am the door god of your family."

As a good intellectual who has loved science and society for many years, Lin Huan silently digested these superstitions for a while when he heard these superstitions for the first time.

Bo Rong rubbed the top of Lin Huan's hair, "Turn on the TV."

"Oh."

Lin Huan hadn't watched TV for many years, and didn't know much about TV programs. He changed several channels absent-mindedly, and stopped on a family comedy by accident.

"What do you want to see, uncle?"

"A Family with Children"

"what?"

Bo Rong smiled good-naturedly, and the whole ghost sank into the soft sofa in the room, "It's the channel you stopped now."

"Oh."

Lin Huan sat next to Bo Rong and watched as Bo Rong rolled his eyes because of the plot. It was the first time he knew ghosts would watch TV, and his elite uncle also liked to watch family comedies like "Family with Children".

Lin Huan never liked to watch these family comedies, so he began to think in a daze, and suddenly thought of the words that Bo Rong answered without saying a few times today, and thought of what Bo Rong said to him yesterday after they "married". All his thoughts.

From ancient times to the present, literati and inkmen have regarded the connection of hearts as a great blessing in the world, but this connection of hearts is only talking about positive emotions.

If you really let all your thoughts be exposed to the other party's eyes, maybe there will be no lovers in this world. Lin Huan's heart is very weird now. He dare not think about anything, but he can't help but think about it Rong could also feel the escape and fear in his heart, and Lin Huan felt uncomfortable.

Lin Huan struggled for a while, he clearly knew that Bo Rong must also know his inner entanglement at this moment, but Bo Rong acted as if nothing had happened. He was very happy watching "Family with Children". Who jumped in, a chubby cat squatting by the sofa with its mouth open to pick up a bunch of raisins from Bo Rong, one ghost and one cat, very leisurely.

014 Dreamland

The Lin family planned to let Lin Huan eat dinner in the house, and they brought all the dishes in the house a long time ago, and even brought good incense to Bo Rong. Of course, Bo Rong was very satisfied with this.

In the evening, Fang Yizhe came with a group of students wearing police uniforms with internship logos on them.

Just arrived at the door of Bo Rong's room, Fang Yizhe looked at the door and yelled, "Oh, black dog's blood and cinnabar paint."

The smile on Uncle Wu's face froze immediately.

Lin Huan couldn't understand these terms, but he had heard about the black dog's blood to ward off evil spirits. No wonder the color of the paint looked weird today. He looked at Bo Rong with some concern.

Bo Rong raised his hand and rubbed Lin Huan's head, "It's okay, it's too early for these things to trap me."

"Happy newlyweds." Walking to the door, Fang Yizhe bowed exaggeratedly to Lin Huan, and Uncle Wu accompanied him with a smile, holding hands and looking very nervous. "You guys talk, I won't bother you."

Before Fang Yizhe could react, Uncle Wu had disappeared without a trace.

Fang Yizhe laughed: "This old man is really timid."

Behind Fang Yizhe were the young young celestial masters from yesterday, who were looking at Bo Rong curiously.

Bo Rong was sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed and his head tilted against Lin Huan, "Come in, find a chair and sit down, don't shout."

The little celestial masters immediately fell silent, and quietly found a chair in the room to sit down.

Fang Yizhe rolled his eyes, "It's worthless, a ghost scares you like this? In the future, countless ghosts like this will be eliminated."

"Okay, if there were countless people like me, your ghost management office would have been taken over all at once."

Fang Yizhe: "... Lin Huan, take care of him."

Lin Huan narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"You don't plan to sleep in my room tonight waiting to catch that female ghost?"

"if not?"

Bo Rong opened his eyes and raised his eyebrows.

"...No, do you want us to make a floor outside the door?"

Bai Rong nodded.

Fang Yizhe pointed to the girl with ponytails, "You let a girl who is underage sleep on the floor, and there are mosquitoes, cockroaches and toads outside, do you have a gentleman's demeanor?"

The girl was very angry, "I'm an adult!"

"You want to sleep with mosquitoes, cockroaches, and toads?"

The girl was so angry that she fell silent.

Lin Huan also felt that it was not a good idea to let a little girl sleep outside, and was thinking about how to tell Bo Rong tactfully, when Bo Rong said slowly, "It makes sense."

Fang Yizhe nodded in satisfaction, and Bo Rong continued. "Then this little sister can sleep on the sofa, you guys go out and sleep outside."

Fang Yizhe: "..."

The girl with twin ponytails couldn't help laughing.

"No, what are you two old men going to do with a girl inside?"

Bai Rong shrugged, "Then you two go out and sleep on the floor together."

"Sleeping outside, what if the female ghost comes and doesn't have time to react, and Lin Huan has something wrong?"

Bo Rong put his arms around Lin Huan's waist, turned his head to look out the window, and his meaning was obvious: Lin Huan can still be busy with me?

"No, you will definitely tear that female ghost apart."

"Otherwise? The ghost who killed so many people can't make her die?"

"We have rules and procedures." Fang Yizhe found a wind chime out of nowhere, and the white light in his hand merged into the wind chime. The red rope hanging from the wind chime was lifted up automatically. After a while, the wind chime rose and hung on the door beam. Looking in from the outside, one would think that the wind chime was hung on the beams of the house.

The man in the black suit who had been silent in the corner stepped forward, and a palm-sized incense burner appeared in his hand. Fang Yizhe turned around, took out three sticks of golden incense from his briefcase, and inserted them into the incense burner. The man put the incense burner on the table, holding it in his hand. With a wave of the three sticks of incense, they ignited.

The two cooperated like flowing clouds and flowing water, and they had an extremely tacit understanding.

After a while, a faint scent of sandalwood spread, which made people feel very comfortable after smelling it. Lin Huan asked, "What's the matter?"

"Anshenxiang."

Fang Yizhe looked at Bo Rong, Bo Rong looked at Na Xiang with no expression on his face, Fang Yizhe smiled. "If you inhale my incense, you will be my ghost."

Lin Huan looked confused.

Bo Rong explained, "Tianshi has always had a little incense and asked for directions. Incense is like a gift from you. If the ghosts in this place refuse them to stay, the incense will be extinguished. Otherwise, If the ghosts accept this tribute, they can live here for a while."

Lin Huan nodded, still a little unaccustomed to being answered without asking.

The Lin family didn't ask why Fang Yizhe and his party lived in this room, they only brought them mattresses for bedding the floor, and Lin Huan fell asleep just after ten o'clock under the effect of tranquilizing incense.

Today's dream is very strange. For some reason, Lin Huan 'turned' into a woman. To be precise, his dream is extended from the perspective of this woman. The dream is like a marquee, fast but very empathetic. .

When this woman was in high school, she liked the tall and handsome school girls in high school like ordinary girls. It is very eye-catching, lucky to be liked by the school grass.

Most people in high school were immature, not to mention the school girl who was held in the palm of their hands. The two quarreled constantly, but in the end it ended with this woman bowing her head and admitting her mistake. When the college entrance examination volunteered, the woman wanted to go to the south, but the school girl was very She wanted to go to Beijing to develop, but in the end the woman gave in and applied to a school in Beijing together with the school grass.

During college, the two staggered and broke up several times, and they finally reconciled. After graduation, the two of them bumped into work and quarreled more and more. The school grass seemed to be used to women bowing their heads, and they never bowed their heads to admit their mistakes. , In the end, the school grass went to graduate school, and the woman started working. After four or five years, the two got married naturally.

Because of the wedding, the two had a disagreement again. The woman prefers a Western-style wedding, which is very romantic and more beautiful, but the school grass unexpectedly likes a Chinese-style wedding, thinking that a Chinese-style wedding is more dignified and formal.

Undoubtedly, the two started a fierce quarrel again. The woman pushed the man and finally slammed the door and went out to complain to her friends, but the friends had long been accustomed to her confiding, and most of them said, "Anyway, you have been in trouble for so many years." Get used to it, go back. ''Which time you didn't compromise, there is nothing to say. '

Sure enough, after living outside for two or three days, the woman went back, and the two held a Chinese wedding.

The woman was not very happy on the wedding day, but it was obvious that the school grass was very happy, her eyes were smiling all the time, and her face was full of happiness. I feel happy.

Chai, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea, life after marriage is tense and boring, the school girl leaves early every day and returns late every day, and the woman changes to an easy job to take care of the children.

In Lin Huan's view, this is just the normal state of thousands of families, but he obviously felt the growing depression in the woman's heart. The woman began to think day after day why she had to accommodate her husband so much. I like it, the decoration of the house is what my husband likes, even as small as a pair of slippers, they are all the colors that my husband likes.

The two quarreled because of their children, but Lin Huan still couldn't hear what they were arguing about when he was standing next to him.

The two of them almost knocked over the roof. The woman insisted unexpectedly on this matter. She fought with the man, and her husband was also extremely angry, holding her hand and pushing her violently.

Hearing a bang, the woman was actually pushed into the newly installed fireplace in their house. The pain caused by the fire instantly swept through her nerves, and the whole house was filled with the screams of the woman. The man hurriedly pulled the woman out, but the woman struggled. Next, he overturned the alcohol that was placed on the table to treat the wound in the morning, and the fire spread immediately.

Lin Huan could feel the passage of a woman's life, but more of the resentment and unwillingness in her heart. She still had too much to say to her husband.

As he was dying, Lin Huan looked at the man and asked, "Do you love me?"

The man's pupils dilated and tears left in his eyes, his lips moved——

"He doesn't love me at all!" A shrill female voice rang in his ears, Lin Huan opened his eyes suddenly, and saw that the room was empty, only a disfigured woman in a red dress was riding on the horse with a long knife in both hands. on him...

015 Memories of a Woman

The long knife pierced the air, and it sounded as if he could hear the wind blowing towards the handle of the knife. The training in the police academy for several years made Lin Huan raise his arm reflexively and slam the woman's thin abdomen hard.

I saw that the female ghost's body didn't move at all, but for some reason, the assassination stopped, and a sticky and wet sound came from the woman's abdomen. Lin Huan looked down, but saw the woman's red clothes falling down in piles like Melted candle-like rotten flesh, thick black blood soaked Lin Huan's clothes after falling with the flesh.

Lin Huan's stomach churned, and while the woman was in a daze, he pushed her away and rolled off the bed.

The room was still Bo Rong's room. For some reason, Bo Rong who was sleeping next to him and all the people in the room were gone, and the door and windows were also locked tightly.

Looking back, the female ghost with a terrifying face was still kneeling on the bed, looking at the fallen flesh with a confused expression. The sticky flesh quickly gathered on the bed, accompanied by a strong stench, Lin Huan Just looking at it makes me feel like throwing up.

Lin Huan knew the quality of the windows and doors of the Lin family best. A hammer would not necessarily cause cracks, but look at the terrifying monster behind him... Lin Huan gritted his teeth, closed his eyes and clenched his fists to smash the window hard.

The expected pain did not come.

Lin Huan frowned, and hammered hard on the window sill that looked like wood but was actually made of alloy. The window sill shook a few times, but Lin Huan still didn't feel any pain.

what happened?

While he was wondering, the surrounding scenery changed, and Lin Huan came to a living room with simple but exquisite decoration.

Lin Huan was standing by the table at the moment. The tablecloth on the table was already a bit old, and there were two receipts on it, which read City C→Hawaii, number of people 2, departure date in August 20XX, and the layout of the house was very familiar. Huan suddenly remembered that this was the house where he saw the woman marrying the school grass in his dream.

The door opened with a "click", and a woman with large and small bags of vegetables and fruits stepped into the room. The woman had an ordinary face. She didn't seem to see Lin Huan when she entered the room, and went straight to the kitchen He started to peel potatoes and wash melons and fruits, and after a while he rushed out of the kitchen and muttered, "Baby stop crying."

The children in the house seemed to be crying all the time, and the woman didn't leave the room for a long time. After some time, there was a burning smell from the kitchen. Lin Huan went to the kitchen and saw that the pot of curry and potato soup had been completely burned. It was burnt, and the thick soup flowed down the pot into the stove, and the black piece was smoking, and it looked like it was about to burn.

Lin Huan hesitated for a while and reached out to turn off the fire on the stove, but suddenly his arms were grabbed by two hands, and he was still wearing a familiar red string and white jade lock bracelet on his white wrist bones.

Lin Huan raised his head, and as expected, he saw a familiar face——Bo Rong.

"Uncle?"

Bo Rong put his pale jade finger in front of his mouth, made a gesture of silence, and shook his head at Lin Huan.

The door of the living room was opened suddenly, and a man hurried into the kitchen and turned off the burnt-out stove. The man looked extremely handsome, even though his brows were furrowed at this moment, it could still be seen that his brows were straight.

"The dishes are all mushy, you..."

"Li Chen, don't go too far!" The woman's sharp yell came from the living room, and a handful of delicate roses were smashed to the kitchen floor.

The man turned his head and shouted, "Why are you crazy?"

"You took back the flowers that other women gave you?!"

"You are sick……"

Before the man finished speaking, the woman stepped on the rose hysterically crying and cursing. The pink paper in the rose fell out and was stained red by the flower juice. The man was taken aback when he saw the card, and closed his mouth He sat down on the sofa in silence.

Lin Huan carefully avoided the two of them, and squatted down to look at the pink paper that fell from the crushed bunch of roses on the ground. It said: Dear Senior Li Chen, thank you for your care, and treat you to dinner another day.There is also a bright red heart pierced by an arrow on the back, and the enthusiasm of the card owner can be felt through the card.

The child who had just fallen asleep was woken up again by the sound of quarreling, crying loudly. For a while, the crying of the child and the crying and scolding of the woman in the living room were intertwined, and Lin Huan's head felt dizzy.

The man on the sofa remained silent.

Lin Huan didn't understand what this man was thinking at all. Both of them were married, and he still confidently took back the flowers sent by other girls?

Bo Rong was standing in the living room looking around at the moment, as if he had received Lin Huan's doubts, he pointed to the calendar.

The calendar shows February 20, 2XX, Valentine's Day.

Lin Huan looked at Bo Rong blankly, because it was Valentine's Day, someone sent flowers, so the man took the flowers back?

Bo Rong shook his head helplessly, tapped Lin Huan's forehead with his fingers, opened and closed his mouth soundlessly, and Lin Huan could clearly distinguish the words on Bo Rong's lips: "Save money."

When Bo Rong said that, Lin Huan remembered that many parents would let their children give away the apples given by others on Christmas Eve when they were young, so that they would not have to pay for the apples themselves.

Bo Rong didn't bother here, took Lin Huan's hand and turned around to check the objects in the living room.

Bo Rong's palms were dry and warm, and Lin Huan couldn't help thinking that Bo Rong had always held him like this when he went out when he was a child, and it was too strange for uncle and nephew to hold hands when they grew up. It has been many years since the two of them made such a logical intimacy, but now that they are treated like this, Lin Huan actually felt his face get hot.

Bai Rong dragged Lin Huan around to the entrance. There was a photo frame turned upside down on the shoe cabinet in the entrance. Bai Rong picked it up and flipped through it. It was a photo frame containing a wedding photo of two people. In the photo, a woman was wearing a red cheongsam and her face was like a peach blossom. , the man is also plump and handsome, and he looks very suitable. Bo Rong dialed the hidden button on the back of the photo frame to open it, but he couldn't pull out the other hand several times. Turning his head, he saw Lin Huanhong She looked at him blankly with a blank expression, not knowing what he was thinking.

Bo Rong laughed, squeezed Lin Huan's fingers, and opened the photo frame awkwardly with one hand. Behind the photo of the two of them was scrawled "Wedding Anniversary XXXX, Birthday XXXX, and Baby XXX..."

"boom!"

There was a loud bang, followed by the shrill cry of a baby.

The man's roar almost knocked the roof off, "What are you doing! Crazy!"

Lin Huan was terrified. When he came back to his senses, he saw the man running out with a baby almost covered in blood. The sound of closing the door was deafening, and the sound of a woman crying and laughing came from the baby room.

"Children are more important than me, hahahahaha..."

Lin Huan and Bo Rong looked at each other, and they entered the room together. There was an obvious groove under the baby hammock in the room, and there was a pool of blood on the floor. The woman knelt on the floor with messy hair and muttered. Soliloquy.

"God loves... the world is for me, God protects... body... dedicates..."

The woman's expression was terrifyingly calm, and the detailed murmur sounded more like some kind of spell. Lin Huan knelt down to hear it clearly, but a white light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes...

016 Bad-hearted

When I opened my eyes again, I saw the familiar ceiling and a serious sense of hunger.

Fang Yizhe looked at the couple and roared furiously. "What are you doing!"

Lin Huan propped himself up on the floor and stood up straight, seeing the incense sticks surrounding him in groups of three forming a circle.

"Ah..." Lin Huan tried to speak, but his voice was too hoarse. Lin Huan felt that he was hungry and thirsty now.

Bai Rong, who was lying safely on the bed, opened his eyes, got up and poured a cup of tea for Lin Huan, who took it and gulped it down.

"Bo Rong, what are you doing? You said you went to find Lin Huan. Could it be that the ghost king was also trapped by the nightmare?"

Bo Rong lowered his body and helped Lin Huan up, and wiped off the ashes on his body. "I just found something interesting."

"what?"

"Ask the Lin family to prepare some food."

Fang Yizhe sneered, "You're still eating, it's good that the Lin family didn't chop up your memorial tablet and burn it."

"what?"

"The third child of the Lin family is dead."

Lin Huan frowned, "Uncle?"

"Yes, disembowelled and died in the house."

Lin Huan's uncle didn't read any books, he was stingy, but his wife was a young lady from a scholarly family in County A, and his uncle was greedy for the scholarly temperament of the young lady when he was young. From then on, the relationship between the husband and wife was extremely indifferent, and it was easy for the female ghost to trick her uncle into committing suicide.

Lin Huan clenched his fists and sighed, the sympathy he had for the woman in his dream just now was gone.

After Fang Yizhe finished speaking, he cursed again. "Yesterday, the Lin family invited several Taoist priests to do exorcism outside. If I hadn't stopped Bo Rong, you would have..."

"Just those Taoist priests pretending to be ghosts?"

With a light touch of Bai Rong's slender, white fingers, three stones on the ground rose with the wind and hit the foreheads of the three Taoist priests who were dancing swords and drawing talismans with a 'bang'.

The three Taoist priests fell in response.

The worker who burned paper money at the side threw away the valuables in his hands and shouted loudly, "There is a ghost!!!!"

He rushed out of the Lin's house in a hurry.

Bo Rong seemed to be amused, looking at the back of the man who was struggling with work, he smiled and rolled his peach blossom eyes.

Fang Yizhe: "..."

"Ah!" the girl with twin ponytails stomped her feet, "Stop playing, one size counts for one size, brother Bai, what interesting things did you guys see? Is it helpful to the case?"

Fang Yizhe: "...I called him a dead ghost before, and now I call him Brother Bai!"

Bo Rong nodded, "Ah Huan seems to have entered the memory of that female ghost."

"memory?"

Bai Rong nodded. "It's just my speculation. In the dream, it was a trivial matter of a couple quarreling. The female ghost did not cause any harm to Lin Huan."

"Is there something wrong with this ghost? Lin Huan is specially asked to watch her tragic story? The desire to perform is too strong." Fang Yizhe whispered.

Lin Huan thought for a while, and told what he saw and heard when the female ghost rode on him with a knife to kill him and later returned to the house where the female ghost lived.

"That's weird." Fang Yizhe frowned, and turned to look at the wind chime still hanging on the door, "If that woman wanted to kill you by entering the dream, why didn't my soul-inducing bell move at all."

A strange sound came from the belly of the man in the black suit. "I don't feel any evil spirits either."

"Did any of the original cases die at the same time or with a very short time difference between the deaths?" Bo Rong asked.

It was only then that Fang Yizhe remembered that there were indeed two cases in which the time of death differed by 10 minutes. "Yes, and the positions of the two deceased are far apart."

"The first possibility," Bo Rong tapped Lin Huan's waist, "this imprint can transport her soul to the cursed person at any time. The second possibility is that she doesn't even need to come to the dead, just It is necessary to bury nightmares in the imprint, keep making the curse-caster dream, and commit suicide in the dream.”

There was silence in the room.

"Last night and the night before, I didn't feel any ghost intrusion, let alone Ah Huan was still in the ghost house the night before, and the ghost king can always know what happened everywhere in the ghost house in the ghost house, let alone foreign souls It is impossible for me not to feel the invasion, and I think the second possibility is more likely."

Fang Yizhe frowned so much that he could kill a fly. If it was really the second type, then it would be more difficult to capture this female ghost, or in other words, it would be an impossible task at all.

Fang Yizhe was distressed, and so was Bo Rong. Although he had the ability to make the female ghost fly away, but the female ghost did not appear at all, and this imprint could not be erased or replaced, and Lin Huan could not be left in a nightmare for the rest of his life.

"Let's go find her husband."

After a long time, Lin Huan broke the silence.

Bo Rong thought for a while, then nodded, "That's right, the person who unties the bell also needs the person who tied it."

"It's easy to say." Fang Yizhe rubbed his forehead, "What's that girl's name? Where does she live?"

"The woman doesn't know, but her husband's name is Li Chen."

"I can find hundreds of millions of people with this name in the whole country..."

"It should be in City C, right?"

"No," Fang Yizhe turned his gaze and looked Lin Huan up and down, "How do you know that her husband, Li Chen, is still in City C?"

Lin Huan hesitated for a moment, "I saw and heard it in my dream just now."

"What if it's just one of the nightmares made up by a woman? Maybe she wants you to watch a long family comedy in your dreams, starving your real body to death."

The strange voice of the man in the suit sounded, "And the plane in city C cannot go directly to Hawaii. If it is true, the receipt should be issued by a travel agency, telling them to depart from city C, the destination is Hawaii, and city C is all the surrounding cities. In the transportation hub area, there are at least [-] counties and cities in the surrounding area. If you want to travel abroad, you must go to City C, that is to say, at least check the man named Li Chen in the [-] counties and cities in the surrounding area.

"It shouldn't be a simple nightmare." Bai Rong said, "Firstly, in the dream, women can't see Lin Huan at all, and there is no real harm to Lin Huan. Secondly, the objects and furnishings in the house are all things from many years ago. , Lin Huan may have never seen these things before, and there is no need for the female ghost to have such a nightmare, so I speculate that it should be the memory of the female ghost before she was alive."

Fang Yizhe stroked his chin and thought about it, and Lin Huan continued, "We can also find out if there was a prisoner named Li Chen in manslaughter around 20XX."

"Manslaughter?"

Lin Huan nodded. "In my first dream, the woman was pushed into the fireplace by her husband and burned to death with alcohol. It should be manslaughter."

Fang Yizhe looked at Lin Huan suspiciously, and waved his hands, "What you see may not necessarily be the way a woman died, but it may also be a nightmare trap set by this female ghost, and the files in 20XX are not managed electronically. There are several warehouses for the case files in the counties and cities, it’s terrible...forget it, I’ll call my superiors and ask for instructions.”

Bo Rong sat next to Lin Huan and massaged Lin Huan's stiff muscles, speaking slowly. "If those in the dream are the memories of that female ghost, then I think it is very unlikely that manslaughter can be found out, because I found a psychiatric certificate at the back of the album, and I haven't had time to read it, but from the woman's quarrel Just kicking the crib seems abnormal, and... what if the man is already dead?"

The group turned to look at him.

Bo Rong blinked playfully. "This female ghost has the ability to kill so many people, will she not kill her husband who made her die unjustly and finally turned into a ghost?"

"It was you who said that the person who untied the bell needs to tie it, but now you are the one who said that the person might be dead." Fang Yizhe sat down on the sofa discouragedly, rubbed his temples with two fingers and let out a long sigh.

"I'm just proposing the possibility. I'm afraid that Mr. Fang won't be able to figure it out if his busy work will be wasted."

What Bai Rong said is right, the man's death is the most likely thing. To mobilize such a large police force to investigate this man named Li Chen, he must at least apply to the provincial security department. What's more, the death of this man is really exhausting and thankless, and he must be scolded to death by his boss.

Fang Yizhe turned his head to look at Bo Rong where the old god was, and squinted his eyes. "Old fox, if this ghost can't be caught, Lin Huan won't be able to sleep well all night."

Bai Rong nodded.

"Tsk, I thought you were sincere to Lin Huan, you just hoped that he would die."

Bo Rong glanced at Fang Yizhe, his face was expressionless, which made people feel cold for no reason.

"It's a big deal to raise a nightmare, so that Ah Huan will never have dreams for the rest of his life."

'Nightmare-eating tapir' is a beast with a bear body, oxtail and tiger legs, and an elephant trunk. It can devour people's nightmares and eat dreams for a living.

Fang Yizhe was at a loss for words, this is indeed