Jiang You dragged Tang Butian to a Cantonese restaurant on the street to drink a bowl of seafood porridge, and nibbled on two suckling pigeons and ten strings of salt-and-pepper grilled shrimp.

"Hungry with low blood sugar makes it easy to make mistakes," he said, taking a sip of barley tea, "I can't figure out one thing." ”

"What's the matter?"

"Why do they want to do such a thing in my house, the rent of Lanxin Yuan is high in Tangjiang City, because there are many office buildings nearby, and it is convenient to live here and work."

"Murderous house?"

"My house is clean."

"Something happened to the people who lived there."

"Did Ji Feng find out anything? They should be professional. Jiang You changed the subject.

Tang Butian glanced at his phone, "Chen Zikai's mother is still alive, she lives in a garage in Lanxin Garden, and usually comes out to pick up garbage, and his son Chen Han occasionally goes to see her." ”

"Where is Chen Han now?" Jiang You asked.

"Confirming. Ji Feng has already notified the Zegu Town Police Station. ”

"Forget it, let's go." Jiang You paid the bill and then called a car.

The town of Zegu is about an hour's drive from Culture Street.

The bungalow that Fang Xuezhou and Yu Hong rented was on the side of the road, and there were many such houses around, and there were no lights in sight, and no one seemed to live in them.

Jiang You squinted and saw that there seemed to be a word split written on the outer wall, circled by a circle.

The smell of decay mixed with the air.

Mosquitoes are flying.

Jiang You slapped him on the neck and killed a mosquito.

He looked at the corpse of the mosquito with blood on his palm, "Leader, this is also a work injury, right?" ”

"Spider spirits are afraid of mosquitoes?"

"If you don't drink the last can of milk, you won't be afraid."

"What do you mean?"

"Literally."

Tang Butian's phone vibrate, and she answered the phone.

After the call, she said, "Chen Han is at school. ”

"Then I'm relieved, how do we get in?"

Tang Butian observed the structure of the house, she suddenly reached out, grabbed Jiang You's wrist, jumped up, and landed on the balcony on the second floor of the bungalow.

Jiang You stood firm against the wall.

He walked to the balcony door, turned the handle of the door, and locked it.

He glanced back at Tang Butian.

Then, with a click, the door opened.

They walked in, inside was a bedroom, and out of the bedroom, next to the toilet, and a staircase.

There was a faint light coming from downstairs.

Slow down and go downstairs slowly.

On the ground, a circle of white candles burned.

There is a black box in the middle.

Downstairs, the cracks in the doors and windows were pasted with newspapers, which seemed to be used to block the light.

Fang Xuezhou and Yu Hong walked slowly around the candle, the joints of their bodies seemed to be very stiff, and they made some strange postures from time to time.

Their shadows gradually separated from their bodies, and the shadows flowed towards the location of the box.

Jiang You's hand touched the wall, and he touched something.

Moist, sticky, like mud spots.

He took it in his hand, put it in front of his nose and sniffed it.

Weird taste.

He hurriedly threw it away, his elbow touched the switch on the wall, and the downstairs light came on.

Fang Xuezhou and Yu Hong's shadows returned to their normal form.

"Who!" Fang Xuezhou shouted loudly.

Jiang You took out a tissue from his satchel and wiped his hands, then put his palm under his nose and smelled it, the smell was still there.

He resigned himself to his fate and took two steps forward, exposing himself to Fang Xuezhou and Yu Hong's sight.

"Landlord? It's you? Fang Xuezhou recognized Jiang You.

"It's me, 80 yuan for the special garbage bag for the property, 56 yuan for the 84 disinfectant family pack, 37 yuan for insecticide, 79.9 yuan for a 30-meter explosion-proof water pipe, 16.8 yuan for a box of masks, 8 plastic gloves, 69 ...... mop"

"You found out?" Fang Xuezhou seemed a little surprised.

"Obviously."

"Why are you here?"

"I called the police."

Jiang You slowly approached them.

Fang Xuezhou and Yu Hong looked at him defensively, "Stand still and don't move." ”

"The cleaning fee, six or seven hundred, I have to repaint the wall later, at least two or three hundred." Jiang You stopped his steps and looked at the box in the middle of the candle, which was faintly bubbling with black gas.

He felt the air vibrate.

The wooden knife circled around his body, swirling low, and the candle went out.

Jiang You quickly squatted, stretched out his hand, and took the box in his hand.

Suddenly, black gas from the box surged out of the cracks.

Jiang You, Fang Xuezhou and Yu Hong were all caged.

Rot.

Fishy smell.

Open your eyes.

The earthy yellow tide rushed on the shore and fell on him, and his ears, nose, eyes, and mouth seemed to be filled with a fishy drowning.

Fang Xuezhou and Yu Hong stood in front of him.

He saw Fang Xuezhou's mouth open and close, as if he was talking to him.

The tide suddenly swelled towards the three of them, Fang Xuezhou seemed to roar, the tide stopped for a moment, became even more huge, and smashed towards them.

There was disbelief on their faces.

Fear.

He saw fear in their faces.

Suddenly, the ground at their feet cracked, and they all fell down.

When he fell into the air, a black shadow appeared behind him, which suddenly grew larger, stretched out his attached foot, and grabbed Fang Xuezhou and Yu Hong.

Then he heard the sound of a wooden knife and the box shattering.

The illusion faded.

Fang Xuezhou and Yu Hong's bodies fell limply to the ground, convulsing constantly.

Jiang You squatted down and rummaged through the broken box. Inside the box was an irregularly shaped, black bone with many holes in the surface, and a transparent plastic bag, one containing a few hairs and a few fingernails. In the other was a piece of paper with two lines of characters on it, the name Chen Han and his birthday.

Jiang You understood why they wanted to rent Lan Xin Yuan.

Tang Butian walked to his side.

Fang Xuezhou struggled to sit up, his voice trembling, with fear, "Just now, what happened just now?" ”

Jiang You didn't answer, but asked rhetorically, "Why didn't you come so far to do this ritual instead of being in my room?" ”

"There are a lot of people living in the community."

"You're so kind. However, you want to borrow its power, what it wants is your life, no, not only your life," Jiang You pulled up his T-shirt and sniffed it, "This smell, I have to take a shower again when I go back." ”

The door was smashed open, and the police from the Zegu Town Police Station walked in.

"Let's go. Let's go to a clean place and talk again. By the way, the mental damage fee, twice, each time is a thousand yuan. ”