Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Dead

"Why are you staring at me like this, you were drunk yesterday and I don't know your home, so ......"

"I didn't do anything, I really didn't do anything, I swear."

"Can you not stare at me like that, I'm afraid."

In the morning, Ouyang Jing stared at Liu Tianqi without saying a word, her eyes were heavy as if she was staring at a felon, Liu Tianqi was extremely wronged in his heart, he didn't do anything, why should he stare at himself like a prisoner.

"I know you didn't do anything, if you did something you shouldn't have done, see what it is?" Ouyang Jing finally spoke, and at the same time took out the scissors that had been placed next to the pillow.

ClickClick......

There was a clicking sound, which frightened Liu Tianqi's face white, fortunately he was determined at the time, otherwise he would have cut off his children and grandchildren.

"Hehehe...... I ......"

Liu Tianqi was a little speechless, Ouyang Jing sat on the bed and looked at Liu Tianqi and said, "You say, what should I do." ”

Liu Tianqi said with a bitter face: "You are still unreasonable, I am doing good deeds." ”

"Then I don't care, let's say, how to solve it?"

Ouyang Jing looked like she was sure of you, and Liu Tianqi said helplessly: "It seems that you are sure of me, let's say, how do you want to solve it?" ”

"Oh?" Ouyang Jing's eyes rolled and said, "That's okay, I won't embarrass you, don't you say that you are a professional ghost catcher?" Then you let me see the hell. ”

"What the hell do you want to see?" Liu Tianqi exclaimed.

"yes, can't you?" Ouyang Jing looked at Liu Tianqi and said.

"Okay, to hell with you, but ......"

"What the hell? You didn't lie to me. Ouyang Jing jumped up excitedly when she heard that she could see the real ghost.

"Hey, can you listen to me well, I'll take you to hell, but I also need you to promise me a condition?"

Ouyang Jing calmed down after listening to Liu Tianqi's words, looked at Liu Tianqi and said, "What conditions, but don't go too far!" ”

"It's a trivial matter for you, I just want you to give me Pan Shan's bone powder." Liu Tianqi looked at Ouyang Jing and said.

"Bone meal? What is it? Ouyang Jing scratched her head suspiciously.

"There should be white powder left in the place where Pan Shan's bones disappeared, and that is bone meal." Liu Tianqi looked at Ouyang Jing and said.

"What do you want it for?" Ouyang Jing asked puzzled.

"You don't care about this, you just say whether to give it or not." Liu Tianqi has no desire to explain.

"If I give it to you, you'll take me to hell?" Ouyang Jing said in disbelief.

"Yes, as long as you give me bone meal, I'll take you to hell." Liu Tianqi stood up and said categorically.

"Okay, I promise you." Ouyang Jing also replied cheerfully.

When Liu Tianqi heard that Ouyang Jing promised to give Pan Shan's bone powder to him, his eyes lit up a lot.

Pan Shan's bone powder, not really called it should be the yin powder, the so-called yin powder is that if the ghost uses his own bones as a spiritual item, after being destroyed, his bones will dissipate, but it will leave a small amount of white powder, which is the yin powder.

This yin powder is of no use to ordinary people, but it is a rare treasure for cultivators, especially for monks who practice talismans, if a small amount of yin powder is poured into the cinnabar before drawing the talisman, the power of the talisman will be greatly increased.

Jingle Bell ......

Just when Liu Tianqi was thinking about the benefits of yin powder, Ouyang Jing's phone suddenly rang.

"Hey."

"Captain Ouyang is not good, something happened, there is a death in Building No. 4 of the Peasants' and Workers' United Community, come and take a look?"

"Well, okay, I'll be there right away, pull up the cordon, no one else, don't let it in."

"Yes."

Ouyang Jing put down the phone and said, "It's a death, I have to rush to the scene immediately, and the bone meal you want will be picked up for a while." ”

"Don't, it's all emptied after a while, so I'll go to the scene with you, and when you're done, I'll follow you back to the police station."

Liu Tianqi doesn't want to delay, I don't know what year and month I can get Yin powder after this delay.

"Okay, you can follow if you want."

After Ouyang Jing finished speaking, he stood up, opened the door and rushed outside, and Liu Tianqi hurriedly followed.

After some tossing, I found the car that was parked yesterday and went straight to the workers' and peasants' united community.

The joint community of workers and peasants is an old house, dilapidated, generally only some people who have no money live here, and the social security is very bad, the personnel are very mixed, and petty theft often occurs.

The murder occurred in room 404 of Building 4 in the community, and the dead were three small Internet celebrities who played online outdoor live broadcasts.

When Ouyang Jing arrived at the scene, Xiao Huang had already set up a cordon, and the police also blocked the scene, and a large number of onlookers blocked the scene.

"Captain." Ouyang Jing stretched out his hand to pull away the cordon and drill into the scene, Liu Tianqi also wanted to follow, at this time Xiao Huang stretched out his hand and said: "Sir, the police are handling the case, and idlers are not allowed to enter." ”

"Oh, good." Liu Tianqi still understands the rules very well, took a few steps back, and withdrew from the cordon.

Ouyang Jing glanced at Liu Tianqi and ignored him.

"Xiao Huang, tell me about the case." Ouyang Jing took the white gloves handed over by Xiao Huang and asked.

"Captain,The deceased died in room 404 of this building.,The deceased is a member of a live broadcast group called.,As a member of the live broadcast group of the dead f4,There are a total of four people in this group.,Often go to some dangerous or terrifying places to broadcast live.,This time it's said that I came here to find a haunted house.,I didn't expect three to die at once.,Only one survived.,But the condition is not very good.。

Xiao Huang introduced the situation to Ouyang Jing, Ouyang Jing nodded when she heard this, and said, "Go up and take a look at the scene." ”

Ouyang Jing went upstairs to check the scene, and Liu Tianqi was idle and had nothing to do, and went into a group of uncles and aunts to listen to their chat.

"Tell me about these young people, what are you doing here, it's okay this time, let the ghost kill you."

"Hey, did you hear that? This group of young people seems to be doing some kind of live broadcast, so they went to the haunted house of 404. ”

"Live streaming? Second uncle, you are well-informed, what is the live broadcast? ”

"You don't even know about the live broadcast, it's really lonely, you know the Spring Festival Gala, it's a live broadcast, and the word live broadcast is written in the upper right corner of the TV."

"Oh, it's still the second uncle, you have a culture, otherwise we really don't understand, but this young man is also very powerful, and it's not easy for four people to have a party."

"It's not like that, but they really won't look for a place, they have to find a haunted place to broadcast live."

Liu Tianqi had been squatting in the crowd listening to the group of old people gossiping, and then poked his head out and said, "Ladies and uncles, you say that this 404 is haunted, what's the matter." ”

"Well, young man, what are you asking about this?" The old man and the old lady looked at Liu Tianqi and asked suspiciously.

"Oh, I'm a writer who writes web novels, and I'm here to collect the wind." Liu Tianqi didn't dare to say that he was a ghost hunter, so he could only reveal his identity as an online writer.

"Writer, that's an intellectual, come, sit."

Uncle and aunt immediately waved excitedly when they heard that it was a writer, and in their impression, writers are all great people, Xiang Lao She, Ba Jin, and Lu Xun also regarded Liu Tianqi, an Internet writer, as a capable person.