Ghost Crossing

"Beep toot!" The call went through, but no one answered yet. Fu Xiaowan put his tongue on his teeth and waited patiently for a while. Fortunately, the call was answered.

A cold man's voice came on the other end of the phone, his voice sounded very young: "Hello? Who is it?"

The man on the other end was Ding Hong. If Fu Xiaowan was face to face with him at this moment, he would be surprised to find that this man was the soul who helped in the hospital.

With the help of her grandmother, Ding Hong's soul was able to return to the body smoothly and regained consciousness. After the examination, he was discharged from the hospital without any major problems. However, the body was still very weak and he went to rest at home after being discharged from the hospital.

There are not many contacts in Ding Hong's mobile phone. This is the first time a strange number has called. He hesitated for a while or answered the call, guessing who the caller will be?

"Hey, why is it a man? I'm sorry, I made the wrong call!" After Fu Xiaowan heard the man's voice, she saw the old ghost's expression of surprise, and he knew that the voice was the grandson of the old ghost. Once she was sure she was not dead, she just found an excuse to hang up.

On the other end of the phone, Ding Hong was a little stunned by the call, but he didn't think much about it. Maybe he made the wrong call. What he cares most now is when his body can be adjusted and he stays in the house all day. Here, it is really aggrieved.

"It's Ah Hong's voice, he's okay, okay, great!" The old ghost said excitedly. Because of the excitement, his hands began to shake unconsciously. If it weren’t already a ghost, Fu Xiaowan would be worried. Will he have a stroke next second?

Fu Xiaowan shrugged and comforted: "It seems that your grandson is okay. I will find a way to tell your grandson to be more careful. As for your little son of a white-eyed wolf, I can't do anything to deal with him. I can only let your grandson investigate slowly. By the way, your will, where is it hidden, find a way to get it!"

The old ghost said angrily: "The will is hidden in my bedroom!"

"Uh, then I'll let your grandson find it alone!" Fu Xiaowan immediately changed her mind when she heard about this position. She didn't want to spend the energy to find the will.

The old ghost also knew that the will was not good enough for Fu Xiaowan to take it, and asked worriedly: "Then how do you contact my grandson, my grandson, he trusts that unfilial son!"

Fu Xiaowan frowned in embarrassment. If this Ding Hong trusts Ding Weiren very much, it will be more difficult. Even if she informs Ding Hong, it may not be effective. Maybe it will cause Ding Weiren to speed up his brutal attack on Ding Hong.

With sad eyes shot at the old ghost, Fu Xiaowan said bitterly: "Your last wish is enough to cause headaches."

The old ghost chuckled and did not answer. Indeed, his last wish was very difficult. If he was not careful, Fu Xiaowan might be implicated. If Ding Weiren knew that Fu Xiaowan was dealing with him, he would definitely kill Fu Xiaowan.

"I can hear from the phone just now that your grandson seems to be a little unwell." Fu Xiaowan suddenly remembered the voice on the phone, although it was cold, but with a trace of weakness, it should be caused by physical weakness.

When the old ghost heard this, he was a little panicked, and asked anxiously, "Will that unfilial son do to Ah Hong?"

"It's possible, but your grandson should be safe at the moment. I will find a way to get close to him and protect him!" Fu Xiaowan said dullly, but his thoughts changed sharply. If this matter, he should ask Xing Jun for help. It's the police, and it is his duty to protect the people.

"Thank you, thank you!" The old ghost is really grateful. If the eldest grandson is also killed, how will he face his eldest son and daughter-in-law after he gets down.

"Ding Dong!" At this time, the doorbell rang, and Fu Xiaowan went to open the door. Xing Jun actually came, and after checking the time, it seemed that he hadn't left work yet.

Perceiving Xiao Wan's surprised eyes, Xing Jun's lips moved and explained: "I broke the case, get off work early!"

Fu Xiaowan nodded suddenly, and said with a small smile: "Come in first?"

"No, what do you want me to do?" Xing Jun looked a little tired. He wanted to go to rest after helping Fu Xiaowan.

"Follow me!" Fu Xiaowan led the way and took Xing Jun to the garage.

A cow flung its tail in the garage, and stared at them with a moo when they saw them come in.

The corner of Xing Jun's mouth twitched, and he looked at Fu Xiaowan speechlessly and asked, "Did you buy a cow to keep in the garage?"

With a smile, Fu Xiaowan rubbed her nose awkwardly and said, "No, I just bought it. It's useful!"

"What you want me to do is related to this cow?" Xing Jun raised his eyebrows and asked dubiously. He really hadn't dealt with live cows.

"Hmm!" The little chicken nodded like a rice pecking. Fu Xiaowan smiled, pointing to the cow and said: "I want to take bull's tears. Aunt Zhang told me a few ways, but I dare not try it myself! So~"

"What do you want Bull's Tears for?" Xing Jun rubbed his temples tiredly, and asked puzzledly, but when he asked Guiwen, he was still ready to help, and added, "What should I do?"

"Method one is to smoke with onions. Method two is to beat the cow. Method three is to kill the cow." Fu Xiaowan did not answer the effect of the cow's tears, but directly stated three methods.

Xing Jun twitched his eyes and asked in a dull voice, "Are you sure these three methods are useful?"

"I don't know, it's a sound method. It is said that the third method is stable, and the first two are to be studied." Fu Xiaowan said stubbornly. She couldn't bear to kill the cow.

"Is there an onion?" Xing Jun is an actionist, and as a big man, he doesn't think killing cows is a terrible thing, but if the simplest method can be used to solve the problem, then it is naturally the best.

"Yes, in the refrigerator, I'll get it for you!" Fu Xiaowan turned back to the house and brought the onion. He also brought a knife and a small bottle by the way to hold tears.

Passing all the props to Xing Jun, Fu Xiaowan stepped back to the door, silently watching.

Xing Jun went down and cut the onion with a few knives, and then handed it to the bull's eye. He turned his head, his eye sockets were a little red, cutting the onion was a tear-gas tool, and he was about to cry.

"Moo!" The cow didn't seem to react at all to the taste, blinking his big eyes like a copper bell, and directly raised his head, actually gnawing on the onion, and the feelings were directly regarded as food.

Uh, it seems that this method will not work.

Xing Jun silently finished feeding the whole onion, and looked back at Fu Xiaowan helplessly. Is it really going to be impossible to beat the cow?

Fu Xiaowan gave a dry cough and did not say a word. Anyway, the tears of the cow are about to be fixed. As for this cow, he may have to sacrifice honorably.