Chapter Twenty-Five: The Boy

It's a pity that since that night, I haven't seen Mao Yan, so I smiled helplessly and turned around and left the Li family manor and came to the shop next to the tattooed man.

It just so happened that there was a shop for sale next to the tattooed man, the house was not big, two floors, and there was a place to live and cook, which was enough, at that time I took out 500 yuan from my bag, and the result was conceivable, not enough, Li Zihan took out the card and paid the rent for 1 year directly, and the rent for a year was about 200,000.

I don't know why not many people have been in the place why it is so expensive, could it be that I want to catch ghosts, and then deliberately sell it to me expensive, impossible? I didn't tell the landlord that I was a ghost catcher!

Otherwise, the rent itself in this place is not cheap, and it seems to make a little sense to think about the high cost of adding a small two-story building.

After paying the rent, I asked Li Zihan to go home first, and I simply cleaned up the house by myself, printed a door advertisement, and opened it.

The first day of opening can't be too expensive, otherwise no one will come, I will directly follow the first order 5% off, I don't know if anyone will come!

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After waiting for half a morning, I was a little hungry and wanted to go out to buy something, when a panicked teenager walked in.

When I looked up, I saw that it was a young boy about 13 years old wearing a blue school uniform and carrying a small school bag.

"What's the matter!" "The people who come to my place are all about supernatural events, otherwise they wouldn't have come to me.

"Sister, please help me find someone!" the young man's eyes were a little red and swollen after he finished speaking.

After listening to the young man's words, I was a little sad, my grandmother was dead, Li Moxin still needed to gather soul beads, and I can't do anything now.

"Who are you looking for, the dead are still alive!" "I can rely on Li Zihan to find the living, and I will use the ghost to summon the dead."

"Just died, is it considered a dead person!" the young man finished speaking, tears falling from his eyes.

"How did you die!" I asked because I wanted to see if this person was still saved.

"Sister, come with me!" the boy walked out of the door first.

I came to the door, locked the door, and followed the boy step by step, the boy did not ride, I could only walk slowly behind.

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An hour later, I came to the boy's house.

The place where the teenager lives is an old city, and the house is written with a big red word "demolition", this kind of place, no rich person will choose to live here, and it is not much expensive a month, at most four or five hundred.

Cheap is cheap, but this kind of place also has disadvantages, there are no cameras, people don't know how to die when they die, the police come to ask at most, and then there is no more, it's not that I don't want to investigate, there is no way to check at all.

In this way, the matter itself is difficult to check, plus there is nothing to use, things will become more difficult, find a Taoist priest to deal with things, spend a lot of money, for the sake of an ordinary people, who would do that, the country has a lot of money to spend?

If it were me, I wouldn't have done that, unless this dead person had something to do with me, otherwise I wouldn't do a thankless thing.

"Look, sister!" the boy opened the room and walked in.

Following the young man's steps, he saw a woman in a black suit with fear on her face.

"How did you die. "This woman didn't die normally, judging from her facial expressions, she must have been frightened by something when she died, otherwise she wouldn't have been like this.

I don't know how I died, but, from the sixth sense, death is a little abnormal, not killed by ghosts, but people, only people will let the deceased show that expression when they die, ghosts kill people generally on the upper body, consume the body's yang energy, and leave slowly, before death will not be fear, but skinny.

"I don't know...... When you come back...... Mom is dead. After the boy finished speaking, he cried directly.

After listening to the young man's words, I reached out and hugged him, and said to him, "Come, sister, come here." ”

All that can be done now is comfort, and nothing but this is useless.

"Sister,...... Mom isn't dead, right, she's still alive, right? The boy didn't want to believe what was happening in front of him.

"Yes, your mother is not dead, she is just asleep!" I know that his heart is escaping reality, he doesn't want to believe, he doesn't dare to believe that the best woman in the world for him is actually dead.

"Sister...... Sister...... Sister, I ...... I...... I!" the boy could no longer speak.

"Let's go, follow my sister from now on!" "This homeless boy, I can't leave him here, I'm going to take him in!"

At the beginning, I was also homeless, I came here alone, the first time I helped others catch ghosts, the first time I was forced into the primeval forest by ghosts, the first time I faced half humans and half beasts, I have all experienced it, and people live to be able to take revenge one day.

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I asked the boy to wait for me outside the door, and walked to the woman's side, I touched my nose, no, I felt the pulse, and it was also no, this person couldn't be saved, I smiled helplessly and walked out, turned on my phone and called the police.

Soon the police cars came, one two, three ...... Until the tenth car, after all the cars were all there, a slightly chubby man in a police uniform got out of the first police car and said, "This is already the tenth person." ”

There was something in the police's words, and I thought about it carefully, the young man's mother was a woman in her thirties, and the yin qi on her body would be very heavy.

It is impossible for him to have such skills, killing people without leaving blood, ordinary people can't do it, unless there is a master.

"You called the police!" said the chubby policeman as he walked over to me.

Looking at the chubby policeman, I thought about it and asked, "The first nine deceased, is the way of death the same?"

After listening to my words, the fat police car shook the flesh on his face, and said in surprise: "How do you know!"

It seems that I guessed correctly, there are masters in the back, and there is more than one master, otherwise things would not have happened so quickly.

"Because I'm a Taoist priest, this kind of thing is normal for me. "I didn't say who I am, one, the wall has ears, two, the mole.

You have to guard against it, otherwise it will be difficult to investigate!

"Well, tell me what's going on!" After the chubby policeman finished speaking, he took a notebook from the thin policeman next to him.

"One, people are not killed by ghosts, but by people, second, the person who kills is a master, third, all the masters kill are about thirty single parents, fourth, they specialize in killing single parents with children, five masters are in the dark, we are in the light, if you encounter this kind of thing, don't use normal means to investigate. "I told half of the story.

The other half is not that I don't want to say it, but because the wall has ears, moles, these two kinds of people can't be guarded against all the time, so I can only try to let them know as little as possible.

The less you know, the less you reply, so that when you pass on fake news, you can find out that it is a mole.