The Underworld Detective

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It's not early, we are going to stay in the murderous house from now on. Huang Xiaotao asked the two policemen who guarded the murderous house to buy some food, drink and have three sleeping bags, and then we can get off work.

There are no other buildings around this place. As soon as it gets dark, it feels like going into the middle of the night, and there is no moon that night, and a car flashes across the road just a few minutes.

The three of us spread our sleeping bags in the room where the deceased lived and sat on it. Wang Dali kept his hands on his shoulders and asked, "Song Yang, are you sure you want to spend the night here?"

Huang Xiaotao said: "How many times have you asked? Don't bother, let's eat first!"

She opened the box of hot and dry noodles, stirred the sauce with chopsticks, and I also sipped some bread. Wang Dali said, "I rely, you can eat in this environment? Really strong."

Staying here was mostly boring, and I didn't dare to play with my mobile phone. I was afraid that I would not be able to contact the outside world without electricity.

Wang Dali said he was going to the toilet, and he had to be with me. Huang Xiaotao laughed at him and said, "Are you still a man? Just go left and turn."

"That ... then in case something happens, I'll call you!" Wang Dali's tongue was a little knotted.

Seeing that Wang vigorously left, I took out a new mug from my tote: "Yes, the last time you broke a mug, this is a loss to you."

Huang Xiaotao laughed: "I really can't talk, can't I tell you to send me away? Seeing you have such sincerity, my sister smiled."

She unscrewed a bottle of green tea, poured it in, took a sip, and handed it over: "Don't drink any water, take a sip."

I shied away and took it over. The slight sweetness left by Huang Xiaotao's lipstick on the edge of the cup made my cheeks burn again. Then Wang Dali screamed suddenly and we rushed out.

When he came to the bathroom, Wang Dali was staring blankly at the toilet. He said that when he just sat up, it seemed that a cold hand touched his buttocks, scaring him tightly, and the **** was scared back.

Huang Xiaotao shouted, covering her mouth, "You are disgusting!"

Wang vigorously wept a face: "Sure, you have a little sympathy, isn't it? This kind of thing is weird!"

I stared at the toilet for a while and said, "It's probably a mouse. The toilet is connected to the sewer. This place is uninhabited all year round, and the mouse crawls out of here unbridled."

"No, no, I swear to heaven, it is really a hand, so terrifying!" Wang shook his head vigorously.

At this moment, there was a sound of flapping the ball downstairs, and Wang Dali screamed. I was not frightened by the sound, but was shocked by him. Wang Dali said tremblingly: "It was the child ghost!"

The sound of flapping the ball was far and near, and it was particularly true to hear, especially in the quiet and dark old house, even Huang Xiaotao was pale.

I winked and said, "Let's go and see!"

"Are you sure?" Wang was shocked.

"It's not strange to blame, it's self-defeating. The most terrifying thing in this place is not the ghost, but your imagination!" I said.

Huang Xiaotao frowned, "What if it's really haunted?"

"So what, ghost is nothing but a kind of spiritual energy left in the sun, like a video, it can't hurt people." I explained.

Huang Xiaotao went to fetch a flashlight, and we went downstairs to check it together, saying that it was together, in fact they were holding my clothes tightly behind. Wang Dali stopped, why Huang Xiaotao was so timid, she pouted to explain that the environment here was too depressing, and people could not help but be afraid.

I thought to myself, the scared Huang Xiaotao is also very cute!

When I went downstairs, the old stairs made a crunching sound. Wang Dali was shocked and came downstairs. I took a flashlight to look around. The room was empty. I said, "Nothing ..."

As soon as the voice fell, something hit Huang Xiaotao's feet, and she jumped in shock, and looked down at a ball.

She picked it up and cried in surprise: "Why a ball appeared, I didn't find it when I cleared the scene."

"It's true! Really ghosts!" Wang Dali panicked and ran away.

"Can you two not make the atmosphere so terrible," I reproached.

Just then, there was a sudden sound of knocking upstairs, mixed with some strange sounds, which sounded like a woman laughing. The two screamed in horror, as if stepping on a high voltage, and I was angry: "Pretend to be a ghost, I'll go and see!"

I rushed upstairs and found a closed door in the corridor opened. I walked in alone and shone around with a flashlight. There was a sudden noise above my head, as if something had climbed. Come down. A voice whispered in my ear: "He killed my son, should he die, you said, should he die?"

When this voice spoke, there was no airflow, which caused a cold sweat on my back.

Before, I asked Wang Dali to buy a bag of fine salt for me, which can drive away evil spirits. I turned to get it, and suddenly I put a hand on my shoulder, as if a face came slowly together!

I dare not look back. I know that ghosts like to slap people's shoulders from behind. When they turn back, they blow out the sun on their shoulders. I said positively: "You are dead, and it does n’t make any sense to be nostalgic. Go ahead. "

That hand rested on my shoulder for a while, and finally disappeared silently, this kind of things are bullying and fearless, as long as they are not afraid of them, they dare not move you!

At this time, the mobile phone suddenly rang, and I heard that the ringtone was from Huang Xiaotao, because I set a special ringtone for her. I thought Huang Xiaotao was downstairs. What kind of phone call did I have?

Along with the ringtone, there was a sound of flapping the ball. Then the little ghost appeared again?

I quickly went downstairs and saw Wang Dali playing the ball there. I scolded: "You are sick, what's wrong with playing, play with this?"

"You take one, I take one, two children take the plane, you take two, I take two ..." Wang Dali ignored me, holding his voice and chanting the ballad, I felt a chill on my back, thinking Wang Dali Nothing will happen.

But his expression was very weird. He kept his mouth closed, and squeezed his eyebrows to indicate a direction. Tears were trembling in his eyes.

"Song Yang! Song Yang!" A low voice called me.

Looking back, Huang Xiaotao tremblingly hid behind a pillar, beckoning at me constantly.

As I was about to go, Wang Dali suddenly grabbed my sleeve and shook his head desperately.

I glanced at Huang Xiaotao, I don't know what Wang Dali was suggesting. Is Huang Xiaotao posing as a ghost? I don't believe that ghosts have this ability!

Huang Xiaotao shouted in a very low voice: "He is not Wang Dali, stay away from him."

I waved Wang's strong hand, he was still patting the ball, his eyes seemed to be crying, and he lowered his voice, "Is there a woman behind Sister Tao, haven't you seen?"

With such a reminder from him, when I looked at Huang Xiaotao again, I found that she had a woman in white fluttering. The shawl was exuding, blood was on the cheek, and a **** dagger was held in her hand. The dagger was placed on Huang Xiaotao's neck, but she was unaware of it.

I suddenly understood that the female ghost held Huang Xiaotao and forced the king to play her son vigorously.

I said now: "A glass of rice wine respects the heavens and earth, two high incense respects the ghosts and gods. Hold the lamp to wipe out the night, and to punish Zhao Xuesong for justice."

The two were shocked, and probably thought that I was in the middle of evil. I went to Huang Xiaotao while reading, and pointed to Cheng Jian and yelled, "The descendants of the Song family are here, and the evils will fall away!"

"Ahhhhh!"

The woman screamed and dispersed like fog.