Conan’s Corpse Picker

But in short, whether you can fly or not. A mature psychic will never let go of a ghost at hand.

And this is the first adult male ghost that Jiang Xia met, and he will go out to rob houses in the future... Ah no, go to be a hero, so you don't have to put on the shell of children and Akemi Miyano every day.

"..." It's just that the pair of wings are a bit difficult to deal with.

When the puppet is generated, I don't know what it will look like.

...

Seeing that Jiang Xia was distracted, the monk couldn't help leaning half of his body out from behind the hand sanitizer, raised his hand and shook it in front of his eyes.

Jiang Xia recovered and looked at it.

He knew what the ghost wanted to do.

——The youngest monk here, Xiu Nian, is actually the younger brother of this ghost.

Xiu Nian originally practiced in other monasteries.

After Zhongnian died, he didn't believe that his brother would commit suicide. So half a year ago, Xiu Nian went to this temple incognito, wanting to find out the truth.

For half a year, Xiu Nian worked hard to investigate, and finally got an idea of ​​the criminal method, but she couldn't find out who the murderer was.

However, tonight, the behavior of the old monk leaving in a huff was really abnormal.

Xiu Nian felt something was wrong, and planned to ask Master late at night.

The ghost has been following the old host. I saw my younger brother coming suddenly just now, and it didn't feel good—the old abbot was drunk tonight, and according to his habit of bragging after drinking, he might accidentally reveal the truth, causing his younger brother to kill impulsively.

The ghost then rushed to Jiang Xia's place, trying to ask for help.

Jiang Xia took away the bottle between a person and a ghost, stroked its head kindly, and tugged at its wings: "Come and sign a contract with me, I can help you."

...

The night is already very deep.

The old abbot lit a candlestick with style, poured himself a drink, and got drunk.

On the opposite side of the small table, Xiu Nian, who had successfully figured out the truth, was staring at him angrily.

Xiu Nian's mood at this time was very complicated. Anger, sadness, heartache, and a little bit of regret—if Master had asked such a question earlier when he was drunk, he wouldn't have had to investigate for half a year...

He didn't know what to say for a moment, and after a while he squeezed out a sentence:

"Please surrender yourself."

The old monk didn't know that Xiu Nian was the younger brother of the deceased, he held the wine cup and laughed loudly:

"There is no evidence, why did I send myself in. And since that incident, we have become a 'temple with foggy tengus', and we have become famous! It's a pity that it has declined a bit recently. If we can do it again ..."

When the old monk said this, he shook his head regretfully, and stretched out his hand to the jug.

Xiu Nian glared at him, and stretched out her hand to a piece of rope beside her.

He was about to rush forward and strangle the old host's neck.

But before they could make a move, the two were taken aback at the same time.

——

——There was a strange sound of "crash" in the courtyard.

Xiu Nian and the old host suddenly raised their heads, followed the sound to look at the door leading to the courtyard. Under the illumination of the courtyard lamp, a few broken shadows were projected on the door.

Outside the door, pieces of paper fluttered in a mess, and gradually gathered together, piling up into a tall figure, standing silently outside the door.

Just as a flash of lightning flashed across the sky, the figure was reflected more clearly.

The old monk stared at the shadow on the paper door, and Jiu Jin was half scared away—from the silhouette, that "person" actually had a pair of huge wings on his back!

...is this really a human? !

In the next second, a hand was inserted into the gap between the doors, and the door was slowly pushed open from the outside.

The strong wind rushed in, and the candlestick on the small table flickered. At this time, another bolt of lightning fell, and the dark wings behind the man outside the house suddenly spread, blocking the way to the courtyard like covering the sky and the sun.

The uninvited guest lowered his head, looked at the terrified old monk, and said softly, "It's actually very simple to get your income back to its peak—as long as there is one more victim of the 'foggy dog'."

In the erratic candlelight, the old monk vaguely saw the eyes of the "foggy dog" at the door.

The outline of those eyes resembled that of his apprentice.

——The apprentice who was hanged by him two years ago and planted on the "Mist Tiangou".

The moment the eyes crossed, the voice of "Wutiangou" was suddenly full of malice. It smiled coldly, and then said: "About the quota of the lucky victim... I think you are very suitable."

The old monk let out a breath of cold air to the top of his head.

He clutched his heart and froze for two or three seconds, then suddenly fell down without saying a word.

Jiang Xia: "...?"

This person fell too fast, could it be that he was pretending to be dead? He still has a complete set of lines and actions that haven't come out...

Xiu Nian next to him looked at Wu Tiangou and was also stunned.

It took him a few seconds to come back to his senses, grabbed the extinguished lampstand, and held it in front of him like a weapon, and asked tremblingly:

"Two years ago, you killed Zhong Nian?!"

Thinking about it carefully, this Wutian dog looks very similar to his brother. Although he is much handsomer than his brother, he still has hair. But I can still see some shadows, could it be...Could it be that Brother Zhong Nian was actually eaten by Wu Tiangou? !

Xiu Nian: "..." No, it seems wrong, just now the old monk clearly admitted that Zhong Nian was killed by him. Zhongnian's body was not lost either.

And two years ago, in the confinement room where Zhong Nian died, there was a big hole in the wall.

From the perspective of the murder method, it was washed away by the current.

And if it is explained in theology, it was knocked out by the Wutian dog.

But at present, it seems that the Wutiangou in front of him does not seem to have the habit of bumping into things. The paper partition is much easier to hit than the walls of the confinement room, but just now, Wutiangou still pushed the door in, unlike the legend. so savage...

I don't know that Wu Tiangou's IQ has evolved, and he knows that it is easier to walk through the door.

Or this is a relatively unique fog dog, regardless of tradition, good at being lazy.

Speaking of which... Xiu Nian suddenly thought: Wu Tiangou suddenly appeared here, is it because he was dissatisfied with the old monk who used its name to kill people, so he came to him?

Thinking of this, Xiu Nian subconsciously looked at the old monk who fell on the ground.

Under Wu Tiangou's gaze, the old monk's face turned pale, his chest stopped rising and falling, and he gradually lost his breath.

"!" Xiu Nian was shocked.

He rolled and crawled away from Wu Tiangou: "You...you can kill people with your mind?!"

The murderous aura that had just been brewing in him against the old abbot also fell to the ground as if he was frightened.

Jiang Xia: "..."

How can you learn how to touch porcelain at such a young age? Obviously the old monk himself died suddenly.

Jiang Xia glanced at Xiaobai and Miyano Akemi.

The two ghosts understood in seconds, and ran over to pick up the murderous spirit.