Demon husband's exorcism

"Where is Guan Chongzi's wishing bottle now? Show me."

Zong Wangchuan clearly remembered that the wishing bottle given to his sister as a birthday gift back then did not have any spiritual power and could not seal anything.

What's more, if the wishing bottle can really seal the Gu worms in the mysterious Miao village, what is the thing crawling on Shen Ling's face at this moment!

Shen Ling didn't realize this, after hearing Zong Wangchuan's words, he searched all over his body with his hands, but in the end he couldn't find anything.

"...bottle...where does the bottle go...my bottle..."

He mumbled unconsciously, rummaged in a panic, and even went back to the bathtub to search.

Zong Wangchuan quickly stopped him.

Although he hasn't seen the Gu worm and the bottle yet, and doesn't know what these two things are, Zong Wangchuan can be 100% sure that Jiang Tianxi's death has nothing to do with the Gu worm.

He didn't allow Shen Lin, who was in a trance, to destroy the corpse and cause more trouble.

Just as Zong Wangchuan was thinking about how to guide Shen Ling to remember more, Shen Ling's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said to Zong Wangchuan mysteriously: "I remembered! I sent the wishing bottle, I left the mountain Afterwards, I sent the wishing bottle to my sister! The bottle is now at Shen Jiaren's place!"

"Shen Jiaren..."

Zong Wangchuan's mood was dark because of this name.

He was born with the ability to see ghosts, gods and monsters. He is also a child of a single-parent family. His father is still paralyzed in bed. He was inevitably gloomy and out of gregarious during his school days, especially when he was in elementary school.

At that time, even though he was better looking than most of his peers and had excellent grades, no teacher wanted him to be placed in his class.

Different from his eccentricity, the siblings of the Shen family are lively and cheerful, and they speak and act gracefully. They are the darlings of the teachers and represent the school in various competitions.

Later, the school launched a "one-to-one" pairing and mutual assistance activity between the upper and lower grades. Shen Jiaren asked to be paired with him. Everyone hoped that she would be like a light to illuminate Zong Wangchuan's gloomy childhood, but the fact is that ——

She successfully messed up Zong Wangchuan's world.

She took his panic as a little kid's tricks to attract adults' attention, she kept making small reports to the teachers, and she was moved to think that she was helping Zong Wangchuan...

By now, Zong Wangchuan no longer hated Shen Jiaren.

In the eyes of ordinary people who couldn't see those things, he was indeed a hopelessly bad boy in elementary school, and his words and deeds were absurd and ridiculous to deliberately attract the attention of adults.Even if there is no Shen Jiaren, there will be Zhang Jiaren, Li Jiaren... who will show up and make small reports to the teachers.

Zong Wangchuan took a breath, grabbed Shen Ling's shoulder, and looked straight into his eyes: "Do you still remember the pattern on that child's face?"

"Pattern...pattern..."

Shen Ling shook again in a daze, then opened his mouth and said, "It seems to be overlapping moons, and it looks a bit like stars. It's a strange pattern, which can't be used..."

"Can you draw the pattern you see?"

"Draw it..."

Shen Ling smiled innocently like a child, then grabbed a bug on his face, crushed it to death, and drew a complex and messy symbol on the wall with the bug's blood.

His consciousness is disordered, and there are many obvious mistakes in the drawn runes, but in order to solve the trouble as soon as possible, Zong Wangchuan can only choose to ignore it.

Three minutes later, Shen Ling finished drawing the symbol, and said to Zong Wangchuan to take credit: "This is the symbol, and this is what I see."

"It turned out to be this symbol..."

Zong Wangchuan comforted Shen Ling's face, which was pitted by insect bites, and said, "I'm going to get the bottle from your sister Shen Jiaren now. You can rest here for a while, and a handsome guy will come to pick you up in a few minutes." Where I live now."

"Have you moved out?"

Shen Ling looked at Zong Wangchuan with empty eyes.

Zong Wangchuan said: "I rented a house outside a year ago, and this time I received the demolition notice... Wait a minute, the demolition notice! Has your family received the demolition notice?"

"Demolition? No one told me about demolition..."

Shen Ling, who was half awake and half dazed, rubbed his temples and said, "I've been half awake and half dazed since I sent the bottle that sealed the bugs. I don't even remember whether I came back by long-distance bus or train... I just remember your name, I just want to find you...and then...come to your house..."

"Do you remember how you walked into my house? Was the door open or..."

Zong Wangchuan became more and more confused.

Shen Ling looked at him in a trance, and said solemnly: "... When I woke up, I found myself lying in the bathtub with a dead body in the bathtub. I thought I was still dreaming... I woke up again Now, I heard your voice..."

"When I woke up..."

Zong Wangchuan glanced at Jiang Tianxi, whose eyes were soaked in blood, and said, "You go downstairs with me first, and I will ask my friend to pick you up."

"I listen to you all."

Shen Ling looked at Zong Wangchuan eagerly like a bird with a broken shell.

Zong Wangchuan was helpless, took a piece of clothing to cover his face, and led him downstairs together.

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After bringing Shen Ling downstairs, Zong Wangchuan called Xiao Ming and asked him to pick him up in front of Building 42 immediately.

In order to let him understand the seriousness of the matter, Zong Wangchuan also sent over the strange pattern drawn on the wall by Shen Ling dipped in bug juice.

Afterwards, he hung up the phone and went to Shen's house.

The Shen family and the Zong family are both residents of Chunhua Community, but the Zong family lives in Building No. 42, and the Shen family lives in Building No. 21. There is a distance of about 500 meters between them, and they can be walked in a few minutes.

Zong Wangchuan, who came to the front of Shen's house soon, raised his hand, and the half-hidden door opened.

The living room was empty, the windows were open, and the air conditioner was turned on to sixteen degrees.

He pushed away from the bedroom according to his feeling, and what greeted him was Shen Jiaren's corpse hanging in the air.

She was utterly dead, with incontinence stains beneath her body.

"how so……"

Zong Wangchuan closed his eyes, and the dark wind slowly flowed through his back, condensing into an indistinct figure.

"Is that you? Shen Jiaren?"

He asked tentatively.

The cold figure against the back let out a leisurely sigh.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong, I shouldn't say you lied. Those things are real, I was wrong, I shouldn't report to the teachers..."

"really……"

Zong Wangchuan sighed helplessly, took out the aromatherapy hanging ball that was used to stabilize Shen Ling's mind before, replaced it with soul condensing spices, lit it, and found a dozen aromatherapy candles from Shen Jiaren's dressing table, The star of David was placed directly below the corpse and lit one by one.

"Now I'm going to use methods to make your soul into a clear human form. The process may make you feel uncomfortable, please be patient."

"It's okay...I...I've been waiting for you for a long time..."

Shen Jiaren spoke weakly, she was obviously much cuter when she turned into a ghost.

"Then I..."

Zong Wangchuan held an aromatherapy hanging ball in his left hand and a candle in his right hand, walked around the Star of David, and then sprinkled holy water on Shen Jiaren's forehead, heart, palms, etc. while reciting scriptures.

After doing this, Shen Jiaren's soul gradually changed from a faint ray of breeze to a translucent human figure, standing weak and pale in front of Zong Wangchuan.

"Sorry……"

As soon as she appeared, she apologized to Zong Wangchuan again: "I was wrong, those things are true, I was wrong..."

"I already know."

Zong Wangchuan waved his hand to tell her not to apologize repeatedly.

Shen Jiaren nodded quietly.

Zong Wangchuan asked, "Has your younger brother sent you anything by courier recently?"

"express delivery?"

Shen Jiaren showed a puzzled expression, and then replied: "Three days ago, I did receive Shen Ling's courier, which contained a bottle."

"Where is the bottle now?"

Zong Wangchuan hurriedly asked, the bottle sent by Shen Ling's courier was obviously the key to the whole matter.

"The bottle... the bottle is broken..."

Shen Jiaren said confusedly: "I opened the express delivery and saw an empty bottle inside, so I put it on the table and continued cleaning... When I remembered the bottle, it was broken and the window was open... I... I looked at the clouds drifting away, and suddenly felt lifeless... and then... and then... I saw my body hanging in the room... I died, right?"

"Yes, you are dead, you were killed by the contents of the bottle."

Zong Wangchuan said calmly: "Think about it again, is there really nothing in the bottle that Shen Ling sent you?"

"There's nothing...what...no, there's something inside, it's a bit of fluorescent light, light blue fluorescent, very beautiful...after the bottle is broken, the fluorescent light disappears..."

Shen Jiaren's ghost made a dreamlike sound.

Zong Wangchuan's discomfort became more and more intense, and all the experiences at this moment carried a strange feeling as if they had been rehearsed in a dream.

He swallowed his saliva, swallowed his discomfort, and said to Shen Jiaren, "Do you still remember where those fluorescent things floated?"

"Remember, they land on the leaves and fly slowly with the wind, flying around in the air..."

While talking, Shen Jiaren's ghost began to glow, and the light was the same as her description of the contents in the bottle.

Light cyan, like fireflies, faint and ominous.

Zong Wangchuan had an idea in his mind.

He said to Shen Jiaren: "Let's find the things that floated away together."

The author has something to say: Let me tell you here that people who hang themselves will have incontinence-like water marks on their feet due to the relaxation of their XX muscles after death...