Ghosts Know What I Experienced

Chapter 30:

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There is never a shortage of handsome guys in the entertainment circle. Qian Jia lived for so many years and has seen countless handsome guys and beautiful women, but she has never seen such a man who is not a man or a woman - not a man or a woman is definitely not a monk, it is an objective statement.

The stranger who was suddenly visited... The man, with a purple butterfly, interrupted the spell of the mirror. The purple butterfly fluttered around him for two laps, scattered in the air into a crystal beam, disappearing into his palm. This man has a long hair and is loosely tied to the back of his head with a hair band. His face is extremely bright, his lips are red and white, and he is completely a radiant beauty.

Qian Jia swept up this person and saw that he hadn't opened it yet. He listened to Ye Jing's faint words: "He is Hu Die, the great disciple of Longhushan."

"Dragon Tiger Mountain?"

The mirror of the mirror: "Well, it is the Dragon and Tiger Mountain in the four major sects."

Yi Jia seized a key point: "Master Ye, do you know this person?"

Of course, Ye Jingzhi said: "I know."

Yan Jia: "... Why did you just say that he seems to be a man." Since he knows, shouldn't he directly know that he is a man?

Ye Jingzhi: "In the metaphysical world, most people treat him as a woman."

Yan Jia: "It turns out."

Hu Die: "I am still standing here, dare not dare not say bad things to me!"

Ye Jingyi said with no apologies: "Sorry, Hu Daoyou, I wonder why you are here?"

Hu Die’s fist slammed on the cotton. He looked at Ye Hao and the young handsome guy behind him, and he was completely tempered.

Next, Hu Die briefly explained the reasons for his presence here.

Hu Die said before Ye Jingzhi grabbed his points, but it was not in the nonsense, but it did. Ye Jingzhi once said to Zhao Jia that for the criminal case involving Wang Ru and the ghosts, the Xuanxue community has been cooperating with the government to set up corresponding departments, and the disciples of the four major factions have solved such cases.

"The Xuanxue Foreign Relations Department found a special case last week. After preliminary judgment, it should be related to ghosts. I was sent to investigate the case."

This ruined temple was small and dirty, and Hu Die said, looking for a place to sit down. He walked over and looked away. He finally returned to the door with a delicate look. He continued to lean against the threshold and drew a sturdy shape. He said: "The suspect who surnamed Wang refused to tell me the truth. The surname Li The deceased reborn in the day before I came to Sioux City. They made me find it for a few days before I found this old ghost. I didn’t have time to catch my breath, and I watched him get caught here. I chased the road. Only after chasing this ruined temple, I will see you."

Yi Jia said: "What do you mean, when Master Ye took the old ghost, you are next to him?"

Hu Die still draped the shape that seemed to be difficult to pose, so he spit out two words: "Not bad."

Yan Jia: "Why didn't you stop him when Ye Master just shot, but chased the way?"

Hu Die's face changed greatly, and he was coughed twice by the saliva: "Stay... live! I was temporarily out of control, and I was accidentally grabbed the points by Ye Haowang. If I didn't distract, he couldn't take my points!" He can't grab it!"

Ye Jingzhi: "I did encounter a little hindrance when I used the idea of Lianshan. It was Hu Daoyou who was blocking."

Hu Die: "..." Dare to give people a face!

After everyone made clear the words, they continued to solve the problem of the old ghosts.

Ye Jingzhi directly indicated that he would not go to get the points of the old ghosts. Since Hu Die came, he could ask Ling Xiao from Hu Die. He didn't mind. After listening to this, Hu Die was satisfied to go to the old ghost, took out the same kind of candles, papers, and desks from the Qiankun bag, and put out a **** platform.

Even when he placed the platform, Hu Die also noticed the angle of the table. He found that the temple was too dirty, and he actually cleaned the temple again. After the temple was clean, he continued to ask for the platform. It was really full of Sao.

Yan Jia looked at the male and female ghost-hunting master, and gradually understood why the people in the metaphysical circles would see this person as a woman.

But to be reasonable, women definitely don't take this pot! Yi Jia has never seen such a sturdy woman. Please put it on the platform to clean it. If the candle is placed neatly, it must be measured with a ruler.

Where is this woman?

The women are so careful and careful about the details. This Hudie is purely Saobao! The name is Hu Die, with a strong floral fragrance on his body, and a small bell that creaks in the waist. This pot is not backed by women, absolutely not back!

Yi Jia looked at it for a long time without a word. After eating a pill from the Xuan Xue world, she suddenly remembered where she had heard the name.

Xiao Jia whispered: "Master Ye, is he the third place on the ink list? I remember that the third ink seems to be Hu Die, is he?"

The mirror of the behead.

Yi Jia heard the words, meaningfully looking at the back of the **** gas in Hu Die: pill! Really a pill!

Yi Jia did not understand at all how the great disciples of Longhushan would be such virtues. The four major sects mentioned by Ye Jingzhi are Ziwei Xingzhai, Shennong Valley, Dawanshou Temple and Longhu Mountain. I am afraid that the three ordinary people in the front are not very well aware. They are all hidden in the dark, not known as the metaphysical martial art. But the last Dragon and Tiger Mountain is the famous first Taoist school.

The name of Longhushan comes from "Dancheng Longhu", which refers to Zhang Daling Zhang Tianshi, one of the Taoist ancestors, once used to refine alchemy in a mountain. His mana is deep and he is a good man. He is a dragon and a tiger. The mountain is named Longhushan.

Later, Zhang Daolin's descendants settled in Longhushan and established Tianshifu.

The national teacher of the Qin Dynasty was Xu Fu, which was heavily used by the Emperor. After the Eastern Han Dynasty, many national dynasties were Zhang Tianshi.

For thousands of years, Zhang Tianshi has become an official position, a nickname, not just one person. Every Zhang Tianshi is a descendant of Zhang Daoling. They are reused by the emperor, and they are the official residence. They have been in the court for generations to come.

Yi Jia has always thought that Longhu Mountain has long ceased to exist and has become a national tourist attraction. Every day, there are many people who go to see Tianshifu. Tianshifu can make a lot of money every year.

When she was a child, she was taken to Longhushan by her father because she was too yin. She wanted to ask the master to help. However, when they arrived at Longhushan, the father and son bought a ticket (Xiao Xiaojia was short, free of charge), strolled around the Tianshifu scenic spot, bought a few gods, and left the dragon tiger. mountain.

At the thought of this, Zhao Jia’s face was weird, and he remembered the few gadgets he bought when he was a child. At that time, I really thought it was useful. I turned it over and looked at it -

『MadeinYIWUsmallgoodsmall』

...this is all about stuff! ! !

As if I realized the speechlessness in the heart of Zhaojia, Ye Jingzhi explained: "The current Longhushan is not the same as it was hundreds of years ago, but it is the same. The Tianshifu vein is gradually declining, and this is the existing one. The pulse is widely accepted by the disciples in the world.

Yan Jia nodded gently. Of course, he knows that the pulse of Tianshifu has declined. They all started selling things in the small commodity market.

Hu Die will ask Shentai to set it up, take out a long mahogany sword, and start to ask Ling Xiao.

Probably because Longhushan is the most authentic Taoist heritage, many film and television novels have been taken from the Taoist collections of Longhushan Mountain. The way Hudie practices is very common. He used the mahogany sword to draw a quotation of cinnabar on the yellow paper, and then stamped it into the symbol, and the paper burned instantly.

Hu Die shook a bunch of bells in one hand and a mahogany sword in the other, dancing back and forth between the two candles and the paper.

After the first piece of paper burned, the wind in the field suddenly stopped, and the temple was silent.

"Ling Wei is on, the disciple asks God. He rises up to the congenital one, and the fire Lei Yanggu Zhang Tianjun. The jade emperor Jinshu pays the prostitute, the whip dragon crosses the bucket to the heavenly gate. The wind and thunder and rain and the electricity follow, the million male soldiers and guards. Day The essence, the spirit of the earth, Zhang Yuanshuai, the speed of the shape. Longhushan 76th generation disciple Hu Die, please Zhang Tianshi appeared!"

Hu Die's sword pierced three yellow characters, and the sword pointed to the sky. Ye Jingzhi immediately reached out and hugged him, and took him back three steps.

Rumble!

The clear night sky sounded a thunderous thunder, and the next moment, the clear sky, the thick thunder fell from the sky and went straight into the temple. The Thunder was all white and glaring. When it broke into the temple, it did not destroy the bricks and trees of the temple. Instead, it slammed into the walnut sword of Hu Die.

Under a thunder, the wind is raging.

Ye Jingzhi holds Qian Jia tightly, and Yan Jia is blown away by this wind, not to mention the arms of Master Ye.

"Three incense, the ancestral spirit. Tianjun played Ling Ling, today I asked Ling Xiao to listen."

"The first listen, there is a woman in Sioux City, and Wang's name is Ru. The girl is married this year and three years old, and she is married to Li's house. The girl is crying under the rain, Li Sheng is famous every night. Please Ling Xiao, judge Right or wrong, why is this, what is the punishment?"

Hu Dieyi's sword punctures the paper and the paper burns.

Rumble!

In the dark clouds, a thunder suddenly blew, as if in response to Hu Die’s words.

The wind in the temple was slowly getting smaller. Hu Die raised the mahogany sword and suddenly broke off the leftmost incense stick in the incense burner. In the next second when he cut off this scent, a burst of sorrowful and wolverine echoed in the open field.

Zhai Jia saw more ghosts, but it was the first time that he encountered such a god. He looked up at Ye Jingzhi, and Ye Jingzhi looked down at him. Master Ye thought about it and explained it earnestly: "Please start Ling Xiao, Hu Die's mana can't ask for Ling Xiao, so he asked his master Zhang Tianshi to make a sound and ask for Ling Xiao."

Qian Jia asked: "Hu Tianshi did not seem to be talking about the old ghost. What is he doing?"

The sneaky voice in the field was even more fierce. Ye Jingzhi clenched the hand of Yi Jia, and put the incomparable Qing Li into his palm, completely blocking his yin, his look dignified: "He will Li Wei The ghosts are pulled out of the house."

Yan Jia’s mistakes are wide-eyed.

At this time, a group of ghosts suddenly appeared at the entrance to the temple. There are a total of eighteen ghosts in the team, each with their heads down, and the front is a ghost in a white robe. The white hat blocked the ghost's face, and he slammed a shackle in his hand and walked with the ghost of the team like a temple.

"Dry dry, be careful of the fire."

"Boom--"

Every time the white ghost yells "Dry dry, be careful of the fire candle", knock the gong in his hand. He walked into the temple step by step, then shouted the eight words, passed through the wall, and went straight out from the other side of the temple.

The eighteen ghosts behind it also followed it and walked into the temple. When a ghost at the end of the team entered the temple, Yi Jia recognized it at first sight: "Li Wei!"

Li Wei was in the team, as if he didn't know what he was doing, just walked forward. When he walked over to Hu Die, Hu Die suddenly took out his sword and beat him out of the team. The voice of the leading white ghost slammed for a moment, but only for a moment, it shouted: "Dry dry, be careful."

The white ghost took the remaining seventeen ghosts and continued to move forward.

"The disciple is leading the life. Li's children are deceiving people. Today, the stone is imprisoned. Please Ling Xiao, the **** of thunder, the hundred years of thunder breaks his body, the millennium stone grinds his body. Li's child, the soul returns!"

In the sky, a thunderous sound rang, Hu Die surrounded the ghost of Li Wei, and painted a circle on the ground with a peach sword, surrounded by Li Wei. A thunder smashed into the butterfly of Hu Die from the sky, and the glare of the thunder rushed into the circle along the tip of the sword. Li Yan in the circle was slammed by the thunder and sent a sigh of pain.

Countless thunders surrounded Li Wei, who was painfully rolling on the ground, and his figure gradually faded. While Li Wei was tortured by this endless thunder, a tall stone mill shadow appeared slowly in the temple. In this huge stone mill, countless people are screaming screamingly.

After the stone mill slipped through a round, they were crushed into flesh-and-blood powder, and their bodies were instantly restored, and then the stone mill was crushed again.

Li Wei floated into this huge stone mill a little bit. At the moment when he completely disappeared, Zhao Jia saw that his body was smashed by the thunder and was flattened by stone.

Ye Jing's whispered voice: "Ling Wei ordered that he was thrown into the stone to hell. The next hundred years will be smashed by the Thunder. For the next thousand years, the stone mill will crush his again and again. flesh and blood."

Zhai Jia asked: "Shi Chen Hell?"

Ye Jingzhi nodded: "It is the seventeenth floor of the eighteen layers of hell, stone milled hell."

Yan Jia touched the cold hair on his arm. Really worthy of the seventeenth floor of hell, the pain of being broken by the stone and the bones again and again, he just saw that Li Wei was crushed once and felt the scalp numb.

In the temple, Hu Die turned around again and swayed the bell of his left hand.

"Ling Yi has already passed, and the disciple asks you to listen again."

"Second listen, there are old ghosts in the temple, and the world has been in existence for three hundred years. This ghost has never been a human being, and only the king is seen as a self-respect. Today, the old ghost kills people, and it has become a ghost." Please ask Ling. , is it in **** right now, or is it loose?"

This time, the dark clouds in the sky condensed into piles, but there was no echo. The dull thunder sounded softly in the dark clouds, but there was no thunder to the walnut sword of Hu Die.

Hu Die was shocked and said it again: "Please Ling Xiao, sentence him to death!"

There is a flash of light in the dark clouds, or there is no echo.

Hu Die’s face changed. He had already cut off the second incense when he asked Ling Xiao, and now he shouted and slammed the third incense. When he cut off the third incense, there was a **** thunder in the sky rushing to his mahogany sword. The sword turned to a bend only halfway, and slammed straight to the old ghost.

The **** red thunder is on the old ghost, and it screams in pain.

Yan Jia pinched his fingers, and under the dazzling thunder, he could not see the situation inside.

Yan Jia couldn't help but hold the sleeve of Ye Jingzhi: "Master Ye, the old ghost, is he going to fly away?"

Ye Jingzhi looked down at his sleeve and looked at Zhao Jia’s hand. He put Yu Jia behind him and said, “This is the Ling Xiao who Hu Daoyou invited. I don’t know what the situation is. Let’s look at it again. ""

Hu Die was also scared by this situation.

Hu Die also asked Ling Xiao before, when they were arrested, they basically symbolically asked Ling Xiao. This kind of invitation is very casual, just ask Ling Xiaoyi: Dad and Dad, do you think this ghost is to kill improperly?

Ling Xiao’s father does not respond, that is to kill.

When Ling Xiao’s father responded, he directly sent the ghost to a certain layer of hell.

The killing of ghosts does not exist in the case of direct reincarnation, it must be punished.

When Hu Die asked Ling Xiao’s father, Dad ignored him. Dad's meaning is simple: kill the ghost, don't bother daddy. Only this time, Hu Die also checked the complexity of the case. I know that this kind of case is not like other people who kill people. It is just to kill people. Ling Xiao may really listen.

After a full quarter of an hour, the Thunder slowly dissipated. Yi Jia fixed his eyes and looked at it. The old ghost was lying on the ground, and his body was full of burnt blood. Its face rose red, and a huge oil pan appeared a little under it.

Hu Die immediately smiled and said: "Thank you Dad... Cough, the disciple is leading the life. The old ghost is now in the oil pot prison, and he is sentenced to 500 years in prison. The second has been heard, and Gong sent to Ling Xiao!"

In the dark night sky, the heavy black clouds gradually spread out.

The old ghost was thrown into the oil pan, and the body was grilled by the oil pan. As the oil pan disappeared into the air a little bit, the old ghost's body was about to dissipate. But at this time, the old ghost who was hurt was shaking and grabbed the wall of the pan.

The boiling hot pot wall was so hot that the old ghost screamed, its flesh sticked to the wall of the pot, and it could not move at all, but it crawled out of the oil pan. Its flesh sticks to the pot, and each step up, the meat falls off. When it climbed to the top of the pot, its hands and legs had only the bones of the forest.

Hu Die looked at the old ghost with amazement.

Outside the temple, the dark clouds in the sky gathered again. The angry thunder rang down, as if to question why the ghost dared to ignore the punishment he had lowered.

The old ghost climbed out of the pan with his bones and limbs, and slammed it in front of Hu Die. It used the white bones to lie on the ground, bowing to Hu Die, and hoarse voice: "Adult, please ask Ling Xiao, let the old ghost see you again. Master, please ask Ling Xiao, ask Ling Xiao to let the old ghost see you again. !"

Hu Die looked at the old ghost.

Yan Jia looked at this scene, the heart trembled fiercely, and he quickly turned to the head: "Master Ye, can you please Ling Xiao?"

Ye Jingzhi said: "Hu Daoyou is asking for Ling Xiao through his own ancestor. You can ask for Ling Xiao. There is indeed a last one."

Jia Jiadao: "That's just three invitations. If Ling Xiao does not punish the old ghosts, then it may allow the old ghost to see Wang Ru's last side."

Ye Jingzhi shook his head and looked at the table in the distance: "Hu Daoyou almost failed when he asked Ling Xiao, and cut off the third column incense. Sanxiangxiang, three please Lingxiao. There is no chance now. ""

Hu Die is also a dilemma at this time. The old ghost was so miserable that he giggled at him. He was not a stone heart. He just wanted to see the Wang Ru, and he had nothing to refuse. However, he had already cut off the third fragrance, and he could not please Ling Xiao. If the old ghost does not return to the oil pan, Ling Xiao will sin down, it is very likely that the old ghost will fly.

"You go back quickly, don't go back, Ling Xiao is angry, you are flying away!"

The old ghost is still giving Hu Die a head. If he goes back to the pan, he will disappear into the **** as the pan disappears from the world. From then on, I will never see Wang Ru again.

Hu Die was so angry that he lifted the mahogany sword and wanted to drive the old ghost into the oil pan. When Zhao Jia saw it, he subconsciously stepped forward and tried to find a solution for the old ghost. Ye Jingzhi rushed in front of him and stopped him: "Do you want to help him?"

Yi Jiayi said: "...he just wants to see Wang Ru."

Ye Jingzhi stared at Zhao Jia seriously. He took a serious look and turned and walked forward. Master Ye’s left hand was lifted, and no Xiangqing Li flew from his palm to his hand. He shot on the palm of his hand, and the eighteen-faced gongs swung in front of his eyes. During the shackles, the gongs stopped, and one of the mirrors was shot on one side of the incomparable Qing Li, pulling hard.

boom!

A golden long piano was smashed out of his bronze scorpion.

Hu Die shouted in amazement: "Jinse!"

There are fifty strings on this golden piano. The body is not big, and fifty strings are densely arranged. At the moment when it was born, the golden light was mastered. The piano composed of golden light was caught in the palm of the mirror by the mirror. He did not sit down and play the piano seriously. Instead, he played the piano with his left hand and placed the guqin vertically like a harp.

The next moment, the right hand quickly swung a string.

Hey!

A butterfly flies out from this trembling string. The butterfly is golden all over the place, and the place where it flies, scatters the golden light. Where the golden light went, an illusory picture slowly emerged in the air.

In the picture, there is a dark prison. On a single bed, the skinny woman lay on it and fell asleep quietly. There was a scar on her forehead, her cheeks were soaked in her face, and her weak body held herself tight in the night, trying to warm herself.

The old ghost saw this scene, rushed up and looked at the young woman lying in bed.

"Granddaughter... granddaughter... my granddaughter..."

His kind eyes gazed at this virtual picture, as if looking at his own granddaughter.

The mirror of the glass continues to play the golden string of the fifty strings, and the golden light butterfly flies in the air. Suddenly, a thunder was lowered in the sky, and Hu Die’s look was a glimpse.

Hu Die said: "Well, no, look enough, just go back! Ye Hao Wang actually used the sage to bring out the butterfly, to show you this Zhuangsheng dream, you are worth it in this life. Go back to the oil pan, or else we No one can afford it."

The old ghost gratefully filled his eyes with tears. He was trying to go to the oil pan, but he was shocked: "Ling Wei has settled the body of the old ghost and will not let the old ghost go back!"

Hu Die squinted straight: "Mom, Laozi is a mold that has fallen for eight generations. You will wait for the soul to fly!"

The voice fell, and another thunder fell from the air. Ye Jingzhi wants to shoot, but his hand is firmly fixed on the tassel, and he can't loose it without playing a song.

In the moment of this electric light flint, a tall and thin shadow quickly picked up the old ghost of the bones and threw it into the pan.

"噗呲-"

Yan Jia side turned over and avoided a few drops of oil splashing from the pot. He sighed softly, and when he looked up, he saw Hu Die's eyes round and stared at him incredulously, as if watching a monster. Ye Jingzhi looked at him with a strange... proud look, as if he was particularly proud.

...and so, why does Ye Master want to be proud?

Hu Die said with amazement: "That is a ghost who has gone to the pot of hell, three hundred years of stalking, killing people! You just hugged it? You just hugged it? You are not dead?!"

Yan Jia asked: "Should I die?"

Hu Die: "..." I have to touch the yin of the ghost for three hundred years. Shouldn't I die? ! !

The world view of Hudou, the third disciple of the ink fountain, and Hu Die, the disciple of Longhushan, collapsed today because of a mortal.

Finally, the matter of the old ghost was solved. Hu Die gasped and took things, and took back the case and the paper. In the temple, Ye Jingzhi still holds the golden piano. He did not play a song, so he could only hold it so dryly.

Jia Jia curiously asked: "Master Ye, why don't you put this piano away?"

Hu Die snorted and said: "This piano is the legendary Jinse. The sorrowful fifty string, one string and one column of thinking Huanian. Zhuang Shengxiao dreams of butterflies, Wang Dichun heart to Du Fu. He only played half of the " "Shen Huanian", this piano can of course not be recovered. If you don't play the song, the Jinser will not disappear. Although this Jinse is condensed by the mana, it is not the real artifact, but it is also the same."

Yan Jia looked at Ye Jingzhi, Ye Jingzhi's dagger: "It is like this."

Qian Jia asked: "What do you do now, Master Ye?"

Ye Jingzhi’s ear tip was reddish. He held the piano and sat down in a virtuous manner. He whispered, “No hurry... I will play it for you.”

Hu Die: "..." How do you feel gaygay!

Hu Die wanted to go after finishing the thing. Yan Jia was listening to Ye Jing's playing the piano. When he saw him, he got up and asked: "This Hu Tianshi, I want to ask, Wang Ru is innocent, how would you deal with her?"

Yan Jia suddenly did not listen to the song, and Ye Jingzhi lost his mouth.

At this time, Hu Die just walked to the door. When he heard this, he embossed the shape of a Saobao bag, leaning against the door frame, and feeling the vicissitudes of the world’s high-ranking people: "My Department of Foreign Affairs, Metaphysics, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs Of course, there is a set of rules for handling this matter. She will be acquitted."

Zhao Jia asked: "What about her reputation?"

Hu Die suddenly stopped.

The young black-haired man looks calm and said the cruel reality in one sentence: "This case is very intense on the Internet. We all know that Wang Ru is innocent, but it is impossible to tell the netizen that Li Wei is a The ghost killed. Without giving a reasonable explanation, no one would believe that Wang Ru is innocent. Master Hu... is awesome."

Hu Die slowly looked at him. He looked at Zhao Jia so seriously for a long time. After a long time, his red lips were hooked, revealing a gorgeous smile: "Who is Laozi, Laozi is a big disciple of Longhushan Hudie. This little thing It’s light and easy.”

Yan Jia looked at Hu Die’s "I am the best in the world". After a long while, he took a look at his old classmates: "Thank you, Master Hu."

Hu Die asked: "What is your name?"

"奚嘉."

Hu Die dialed the bangs in front of his forehead and flew away. Sao Baodi left a sentence: "Very good, Zhao Jia, you succeeded in attracting my attention." When the voice fell, people had drifted away.

Yan Jia: "..."

Master Ye, who is sitting on the ground and playing the piano: "..."

Master Ye was so angry that he immediately wanted to get up and chase, but the golden butterfly that was fascinated by Jin Sai had been pestering him, and he was forced to let him go after he had finished the song. Master Ye grievances to finish the song, and then wants to chase after the bomb is over, people have long since disappeared.

Zhao Jia did not notice the strangeness of Ye Jingzhi. The two went home together from the temple.

When walking out of the temple, a round of rising sun rises from the east. The splendid light illuminates the land, hiding all the embarrassing events that have happened in the past night in the dark.

Yan Jia stood in the endless field and looked at the round day from afar. After a long time, he turned his head and looked at the black man beside him. He smiled and said: "Master Ye, if the anger is angered and the punishment is lowered, will the consequences be serious?"

Ye Jingzhi looked at Zhao Jia with amazement. When he thought about it, he nodded.

Yi Jia smiled slightly: "Thank you for taking the risk to help the old ghost, so that he can see the last side of Wang Ru."

The golden sun shines on the face of Zhao Jiabai, making this smile more gentle and embarrassing. The throat of the mirror is slightly stunned and dumb: "...it doesn't matter."

Yan Jia: "I know, this is really dangerous for you."

One of the mirrors said: "No." If Hu Die is alone, it is really dangerous. But he was there, just asking Ling Xiao to have an accident, he can still solve it.

Yi Jia was only modest when he was a mirror. He looked at the distant sun and said "thank you". He looked at the sun in silence and stopped talking.

The sun completely jumped out of the horizon, and Ye Jing was immersed in this magnificent and majestic sunrise. He suddenly heard a whisper sounding in his ear: "The last side of being able to see the dear, how happy..."

Ye Jingzhi immediately turned to see Zhao Jia, and Zhao Jia gave him a big smile and said: "Master Ye, go home."

Ye Jingzhi gently evokes the lips: "Well."

Well, go home.

Originally, Jia Jia thought that if he solved the old ghost, he could take a rest. However, only three days later, Chen Tao sent a message to him, saying that this time Wang Ru and Li Wei had this incident, and the university students actually wanted to have a class reunion.

Chen Tao: "Jia Ge, they invited me again. My crew is too busy. It is not very good. Most of our classmates are staying in Sioux City. This gathering is also scheduled in Sioux City. Kago, you are in Su City, do you go to participate? If you want to participate, help me and everyone to say hello. But I guess Jia Ge, you will not go, hahaha, I will talk to you casually."

Zhao Jia held the phone in one hand and watched the news on TV: "Who said that I am not going?"

Chen Tao was shocked: "Gia Ge, are you going to go?!"

On the TV, the report of the "Qiuhu poisonous woman murder case" was being released. The police officer finally found the real murderer. According to the investigation, the murderer who killed Li was not his wife Wang, but a murderer. The murderer had committed more than a dozen cases of burglary in other provinces before fleeing to the province. When Li and Wang quarreled, they didn't know that the murderer was stealing at their home just before they went home. They suddenly went home, the murderer hid in the closet, and Li suddenly opened the door, and the murderer hacked Li with a knife.

Wang was scared to escape the house, and the murderer robbed something and fled.

Finally, the police asked netizens not to spread rumors on the Internet. The so-called photo of Li’s death is actually a still photo of a movie. It is impossible for a normal person to cut a person's head like that. Everything is just a special effect. Yesterday, the police have captured three netizens who have spread photos. I hope that the majority of netizens will read the news in a discerning manner, and do not believe in rumors.

The power of the metaphysical world was really strong. Zhai Jia really found the wanted order of the serial murderer and also found the information of the horror movie. The film was too **** and was banned by the state, but after searching for the relevant pictures, there was indeed a photo of Li Wei’s death.

At the same time, many media also began to report Li Wei's domestic violence against Wang Ru. They published Wang Ru’s photos of wounds caused by domestic violence several times, and also published many guarantees written by Li Wei. The media also reported that Li’s family once threatened Wang’s family and asked for a report. Wang’s parents felt that they needed to repay, and then they hoped to marry her daughter. In fact, Wang was repeatedly beaten by Li after his marriage and was once chopped.

With such a unified multimedia system, the police have cooperated with this, and netizens have gradually changed their winds.

[The original man turned out to be a domestic violence! It’s not a thing, it’s dead! 】

[I said that the man’s head was so badly burned, how could it be so bad. 】

[I am a doctor. The skull is one of the hardest bones in the human body. Normal humans cannot use a knife to split a skull in half. 】

Looking at these news reports, Yi Jia was very happy. He said to Chen Tao on the phone: "Yes, I haven't seen my classmates for a long time. I want to see them. Do you have anything to tell me to help you?"

Chen Tao hurriedly said: "Hurry up. Jia Ge, our class's Lao Zheng seems to have a big fat boy. He wants to take his son this time. You take a few pictures of his son and show it to me. Also, And who is that..."

Yi Jia should be down.

Three days later, Yi Jia took a taxi to a senior hotel in Sioux City. Chen Tao told him that several students came from other provinces to attend class reunion this time. These students liked to eat some special products of Sioux City when they were in college, so that he would bring some old students to the party when he went to the party. This is also a wish.

Taking advantage of a few dim sum boxes, Zhai Jia entered the hotel and was led by the waiter to the box. The door opened and the smile on his lips slowly stiffened.

There are three large round tables in the box, and the crystal chandeliers hang down from the ceiling, illuminating the crowds in the house. When I saw Qian Jia, these people were all shocked. Soon, a young woman wearing a brand-name skirt walked up and smiled and said: "Zi Jia? I am a member of the study committee Liu Wei, do you remember me? Come here. , sit down, come when you come, and bring something."

Yan Jia gently smiled: "Chen Tao said that Wang Hao really likes to eat. They took a plane to Haicheng at noon, and transferred high-speed rail to Sucheng in the afternoon. They had to fly back in the evening. Certainly no time, let me buy some. ""

A glasses man sitting at the other end of the table heard this and quickly said, "Isn't it a few snacks? I can't buy anything I want to eat. Chen Tao thinks too much. Thank you, Yi Jia."

Yan Jia smiles unchanged: "No thanks."

Half of the people sitting in this box are programmers. Their faces are not very good, but sitting in such a splendid hotel, they try to make themselves more eloquent. Yi Jia silently ate vegetables, opened a mobile phone and sent a message to Chen Tao, telling him that he would never want to participate in this class reunion in the future.

Chen Tao has not responded yet, and Zhao Jia suddenly heard a voice of discussion.

"The recent news has not been seen. Li Wei does not seem to be killed by Wang Ru. Wang Ru was released a few days ago."

"I saw it. I said, how can Wang Ru, such a good person, kill Li Wei."

"When she married Li Wei, I thought her life was good. Li Wei liked her so much, and she had money at home. She was waiting to be a full-time wife when she married him. I didn't expect Li Wei to have a domestic violence..."

Several people lingered for a while.

Suddenly, a faint voice sounded: "...Isn’t it really that Wang Ru was too violent for a long time to kill Li Wei?"

Yan Jia looked cold and turned his head and looked at the sound.

There were two men and three women sitting there, not knowing who was talking.

However, more sounds rang in the box.

"Which serial killer is hiding at home, it's too much like a TV show, how do I feel so unreal..."

"Yes. I remember that when I was a sophomore, Wang Ru especially liked to watch some **** European and American movies. He also said that it was particularly good-looking. I was scared to death."

"When I was in college, I felt that Li Wei was not bad. I was in the dormitory next door to Li Wei. He often invited guests to eat, especially derogatory. Wang Ru looked so good, Li Wei should think that she would beat her when she derailed. Is it true that Wang Ru is not? Derailed?"

"Maybe. I saw a photo of a circle of friends in Wang Ru last month. It seems that I am drinking tea in a coffee shop. I am not with Li Wei. I don't know who I am with..."

The heart was immersed in cold water a little bit.

A silent cold attacked from all directions.

Sucheng in April is already spring blossoming, but in this box, Yi Jia feels the chill of the bottom of her heart.

After eating the last dish, Liu Wei came over and smiled and said that Zhao Jia would go to sing together. Yan Jia picked up her coat and smiled at her: "No, I have something to do today, go first."

Liu Wei invited several times, and Yi Jia refused one by one. When leaving the box, Yi Jia found that several small snacks she had brought were left on the guest table of the box and were not taken away. He walked silently and took away some of these cheap snacks and left the hotel.

Standing at the door of the hotel, everyone is waiting for a few students with cars to drive over and then drive together to sing. Zhao Jia stopped a taxi and sat up.

At the moment when the door was closed, he heard someone whispering: "Wang Ruda wrote a love letter to Qian Jia at one time, and she and Yi Jia stayed in Sioux City. Should she be derailed with Yi Jia?"

The eyes stunned in the blink of an eye, and Zhao Jia stared coldly at the strange and familiar classmates.

The taxi driver asked: "Where, where are you going?"

Looking through the brown window, Yi Jia looked at this group of students. He suddenly felt that these people were even more terrible than ghosts.

The driver Master asked again, and Jia Jia sighed heavily, turned his head and smiled and said: "Master, I am going to the park."

"okay!"

The car slowly left the hotel, and Zhao Jia did not look back. He simply sent the incident at the party to Chen Tao, and Chen Tao sent six points. After five minutes, Chen Tao said: [Jia Ge, I will not go in the future, very busy, no meaning. 】

Zhao Jia looked at the flashing words on the phone screen and closed her eyes. However, for a long time, the mobile phone rang again, and Yi Jia looked at it.

Chen Tao: [Jia Ge, it is almost April 30, I will return to Sioux City to see you? 】

The eyes were wide and the lips were slightly open. After a long time, I replied to a simple word: [OK. 】

Four days later, Yi Jia Da went out early in the morning. Ye Jingzhi is cleaning the house seriously and suddenly hears a ringing bell. He walked up to the door in amazement. As soon as he opened the door, he saw a little fat man holding a big bag of food and looked at him with surprise.

Chen Tao said: "I am going wrong?"

Ye Jingzhi looked at him blankly.

Chen Tao stepped back a few steps to see the house number: "Hey, I didn't go wrong, it was Jiajia's home. But this door seems to have changed one."

The look of Ye Jing is calm: "You look for Zhao Jia?"

Chen Tao nodded: "Yes, I said good to see Jia Ge today."

Ye Jingzhi bowed his head and saw the small suitcase at the foot of Chen Tao. It seemed to have come from other places.

Ye Jingzhi said: "He went out in the morning."

Chen Tao took the suitcase into the door. After listening to this, he put down the food in his hand: "It turned out that Jia Ge has already gone."

Rumble!

A loud thunder rang from outside the house, and Ye Jing immediately turned to look out the window, only to see the heavy rain, and a sudden rain portrayed Sucheng as a rainy town.

The sky is suddenly dark, the world is silent.

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Today, this chapter is so long and thick~ It’s awesome~

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