Standing up with his cane in support of his body, he sighed again, closed the door and entered the back room.

As soon as Jiang Zhengguo left, Ying Xiaochuan immediately walked to the coffin, clasped the coffin board with his palm, and pushed it forward, and the heavy coffin board was easily pushed open by a third in his hand.

Ying Xiaochuan lowered his eyes and looked into the coffin, and happened to meet Jiang Xi in the coffin.

One person and one ghost looked at each other silently for a moment.

Ying Xiaochuan said calmly: "Jiang Xi, you come out, we want to talk to you." ”

……

Ying Xiaochuan took Jiang Xi back to the hotel.

in the room.

The blackout cloth covers the windows tightly, and no light can penetrate the light.

Ao Ling put the stone on the table, and then moved to unlock the blockade above, and the shadow of Jiang Xi's soul slowly appeared in front of them from shallow to deep.

He stood there holding the cat's heels off the ground, bowing his head and not speaking, Ying Xiaochuan couldn't help frowning when he saw the gradually cloudy color in his soul.

"Jiang Xi, do you remember something?"

"Hmm. ”

"Remember?"

Jiang Xi raised his head, looked at Ying Xiaochuan with straight eyes, and said, "Feng Hu." ”

"Feng Hu?" Ying Xiaochuan's mind suddenly rushed to the tall man in the morning, and his voice finally fluctuated a little, "Does he have anything to do with your death?"

Jiang Xi said in a low voice: "That day, he arrested Xiao Zheng and sent me a video. ”

"What video?"

"Abuse of cats. He killed Xiao Zheng, dissected its stomach, and ripped out all its internal organs. Jiang Xi recalled with some pain.

Ying Xiaochuan's eyebrows jumped, and Ao Ling couldn't help frowning, "This Feng Hu is too much of a thing." ”

"Have you offended him before?" Ying Xiaochuan continued.

"Nope. Jiang Xi said, "He extorted me a thousand yuan, and I couldn't get the money, so he forced me." ”

Ying Xiaochuan took a deep breath, "Then how did you die?"

"Hit by a car and killed. ”

"Nothing to do with Feng Hu?"

After being silent for a while, Jiang Xi shook his head slowly, he seemed to remember a little clearly, and said vaguely: "...... I went after him and chased him down the road. ”

"You mean, although Feng Hu is not the murderer who killed you directly, you died because of him?"

Jiang Xi shook his head, "I don't remember." ”

Ying Xiaochuan and Ao Ling glanced at each other, and Ao Ling said: "Based on all the current situation, let's sort things out, and the truth of the whole matter may be: Feng Hu blackmailed you for a thousand yuan, and if you refused, Feng Hu grabbed your cat and recorded a video of cat abuse for you." Then, you go after Feng Hu, and in the process of chasing, you are hit by a car and killed. Feng Hu wanted to evade responsibility, so he returned to Zhouzhen from Jincheng?"

Jiang Xi clenched his fists violently, and the color in his soul kept changing.

"Is this the truth?" asked Ogawa.

Jiang Xi was silent.

Ying Xiaochuan stepped forward, "Jiang Xi, let me ask you, why did a dead mouse appear when Feng Hu worshipped?"

Jiang Xi's face turned cold, and he looked at him vigilantly, "You should ask him about this." In short, I will not forgive him. ”

With that, the figure disappeared into the room.

"Jiang Xi!"

Ao Ling hurriedly walked over and opened the curtains, only to find that it was completely dark outside.

"Jiang Xi is gone. She turned around and said with a worried face: "Brother Xiaochuan, did Jiang Xi go to find Feng Hu?"

Ying Xiaochuan understood what Ao Ling was worried about, once the ghost had blood on his hands, he would not be eligible to be reincarnated.

"He must have gone to find Feng Hu. ”

Without further ado, Ying Xiaochuan picked up his coat and put it on, quickly went downstairs, and walked to the side of the road, but Jiang Xi was no longer nearby.

"Jiang Xi's breath is completely gone, where else can we find him?" asked Ao Ling, who came down.

"Don't worry. Ying Xiaochuan originally planned to use the Qianli tracker, but suddenly saw Tianba coming down behind him, so he said, "Tianba, can you track Jiang Xi's breath?"

Tianba smelled on the ground, and suddenly, he recognized a direction, screamed a few times, and rushed out with his little short legs.

Ying Xiaochuan and Ao Ling followed closely, and soon, the two came to a bungalow.

……

The people in the town rested early, no one was walking around for a long time, the night was dark, there was a faint sound of dogs barking nearby, and Jiang Xi's bungalow stood quietly under the half-covered shroud of the street lamps.

They returned to Jiang Xi's house, which meant that Jiang Xi did not go to find Feng Hu, but went back to his own home.

"Isn't this Jiang Xi's home?" Ao Ling also saw the clue.

Ying Xiaochuan raised his feet and walked into the courtyard, and was about to knock on the door, when there was a muffled sound of pain in the house!

Ying Xiaochuan's face changed suddenly, he strode over and knocked on the door, "Uncle Jiang, are you inside?"

Boom!

The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground was heard in the room, accompanied by a rapid hissing sound coming from the throat.

Ying Xiaochuan immediately reacted, Uncle Jiang was alone at home, and something happened!

"Uncle Jiang, don't worry. ”

With that, he took two steps back, paused suddenly, rushed forward with one lunge, raised his leg and kicked the door.

Bang!

There was a loud bang.

With this kick, he used all his strength, and the wooden door creaked and crumbled, and he fell to the ground with a bang.

Ying Xiaochuan rushed into the house, walked through the mourning hall and entered the inner room, and saw Jiang Zhengguo lying next to the bed at a glance, with the futon that had been torn off beside him, and his whole body was lying on it, unconscious.

"Uncle Jiang!" Ying Xiaochuan's voice changed, he walked to Jiang Zhengguo's side and half-hugged him, subconsciously wanting to touch the fairy fruit in the bag, but unexpectedly touched it. Only then did he remember that after returning to the hotel, he changed his clothes, and the bag was tied to that dress.

It was a coincidence.

Ao Ling, who was standing at the door, opened the peephole and called an ambulance.

When Ying Xiaochuan carried Jiang Zhengguo to the bed, his eyes were already white and his face was dark blue, Ying Xiaochuan said: "No, the ambulance is coming too slowly." Ao Ling, you go and call the blind man over, the people who were familiar with metaphysics and Zhou Yi in the old days knew some medical science. ”

Ao Ling hurriedly said: "But I don't know where he lives." ”

"He must live around here, you go and ask someone. ”

"Good. Ao Ling didn't say a word, turned around and ran out.

Sure enough, after a while, there were several hurried footsteps in the courtyard, and Ao Ling strode in with the blind man, and when the blind man saw the collapsed gate at the door and Jiang Zhengguo who was dying on the bed, his face suddenly turned pale.

"What's wrong?"

"I didn't know, as soon as I came in, I saw Uncle Jiang lying on the ground. ”

Ying Xiaochuan got up as he said and gave up his position to the blind man.

The blind man bent his fingers and put them on Jiang Zhengguo's artery, opened his eyelids and swept them, and his brows furrowed.

Ying Xiaochuan said: "Blind uncle, how is Uncle Jiang?"

The blind man looked up at him, but did not answer, but pointed to the kitchen in front of him, "Go and bring me a bowl of water." ”

Ying Xiaochuan felt strange in his heart, but he didn't ask anything, and went to the kitchen to pour water. When he walked back again, he saw that the blind man had already helped Jiang Zhengguo to sit up, and his palm was beaten heavily on his back several times.

After a while, I heard Jiang Zhengguo's sudden 'wow', and a large amount of things spit out of his mouth, black and sticky, and fell to the ground with a click.

A fishy smell suddenly filled the air.

And that pile, like expired and spoiled food, was swallowed in large gulps without careful chewing.

The blind man patted Jiang Zhengguo's back a few times without changing his face, then sat down behind him and beckoned to Ying Xiaochuan, "Take the water." ”

Ying Xiaochuan handed over the water and asked, "How are you doing?"

The blind man said, "The thing is spit out, and the man does not know when he will wake up." ”

"What then?"

After the blind man finished feeding Jiang Zhengguo water, he casually put the bowl aside and said, "I'm not a doctor, so I can't do it, let's send it to the hospital." ”

Ying Xiaochuan frowned and did not speak. However, from the blind man's demeanor, he could see that Uncle Jiang should have been out of danger of his life, but if people can't wake up, this is still a tricky matter.