"Xiao Luo, this is your friend's stuff last time, see if you can use it! Or...... Why don't you go tonight, wait a few days, at least when Feng Lei comes back, I'll let him go with you! ”

Zhang Xiaoluo leaned over and opened the mouth of the cloth bag to take a look, then looked up at Shi Shengnan who was worried, slowly stood up, and looked directly at Shi Shengnan's beautiful eyes that seemed to be faintly about to burst into tears.

"Are you worried about me?"

Zhang Xiaoluo's face showed a rare hint of seriousness, the tip of his nose almost touched Shi Shengnan's long eyelashes, and asked softly.

"Hmm!"

Shi Shengnan bit his lip, looked at Zhang Xiaoluo's clear gaze, and replied in a low voice.

"That's right, even if you have a conscience, it's not in vain that I helped you at that time! I don't want to go tonight, but there's someone racing against me! Moreover, today is the fifteenth day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar, the day when the ghost gate of the underworld is opened, and a hundred ghosts travel at night, I am afraid that Wang Xian will not be able to wait for tomorrow! ”

Zhang Xiaoluo retracted his gaze to stare at Shi Shengnan, the scoundrel-like smile on his face again, and as he spoke, he picked a few things from the cloth bag and kicked them into his arms.

"That'...... Then I'll go with you! ”

Shi Shengnan hesitated for a while, reached out and touched the holster on his waist, and looked at Zhang Xiaoluo, who had been picked up properly and was about to go out.

"Don't make a fuss! There may be a fierce battle tonight, but you should be at home and sleep honestly! If you really can't sleep, check which hotel nearby is of good quality and low price. By the way, it's better to have a special couple room......"

Zhang Xiaoluo rejected Shi Shengnan with a smile, drooping his head and slowly disappearing into the darkness outside the house.

Shi Shengnan watched Zhang Xiaoluo's back disappear and sat back on the sofa weakly. She gently wiped the moist corners of her eyes, rubbed the slightly cold holster on her waist, hesitated for a moment, stood up and walked out of the criminal police office.

On the fifteenth day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar, Buddhists call it "Bon Festival", also known as Zhongyuan Festival, that is, the traditional "Ghost Festival". It is rumored that during the ghost festival, the underworld will open the door of the ghost prison, and all the ghosts will come out together, and there will be grievances and grievances, and there will be wishes to repay, so the folk have the saying that "in the middle of July, the ghosts are running around". On this day, the common people prepare more incense, candles, paper money, and go to the grave to worship, so that the souls of the ancestors can rest in peace and shade the descendants.

Zhang Xiaoluo is still not sure whether the mysterious man in the top hat is Gao Song. But he knew that no matter whether the other party was Gao Song or not, there would be resentful ghosts looking for Wang Xian's life tonight. It's not Gao Song, it's Jiang Meng, or the two ghosts are together!

And Zhang Xiaoluo also had to face something that he had been deliberately ignoring tonight, the ghosts of Meng Jing and Yuan Yincheng! Meng Jing died tragically, Yuan Yincheng committed suicide because he couldn't bear the torture, if you want to say that the husband and wife are willing to obediently enter the reincarnation, Zhang Xiaoluo will never believe it.

Zhang Xiaoluo walked in the dark streets and alleys where the incense candles were swaying and the paper was full of ash, and he reached out to touch the canopy ruler in his arms, and a trace of lust flashed in his eyes.

"Wishing for ghosts, it's too slow to accumulate yin virtue with ghost teeth! I'm going to have a big ticket tonight! ”

When Zhang Xiaoluo came to the gate of the community where Wang Xian lived, Wang Xian had already stood at the door of the community and waited for a long time. Behind Wang Xian stood several burly bodyguards dressed in black, each wearing sunglasses and holding baseball bats.

"Nonsense!"

Zhang Xiaoluo scolded Wang Xian in a low voice, and then walked towards Wang Xian's villa. If finding a few bodyguards can make Wang Xian feel a little more at ease, then let him be.

"Poor and rich, like flies and shit shells, I haven't fucking eaten yet, you guys start playing, the reality of this dog day!"

Zhang Xiaoluo thought indignantly in his heart, and walked into Wang Xian's villa.

There were also two men standing outside the door holding baseball bats, and when they saw Zhang Xiaoluo stepping forward, they hurriedly lifted the weapon with a cold light in his hand and put it on his chest, with a posture that as long as Wang Xian opened his mouth, he would immediately serve with a stick.

Wang Xian hurriedly retreated the two bodyguards, stretched out his hand to push the door and invited Zhang Xiaoluo to enter the house and sit down in the living room, and then ordered the people behind him to stand in all corners of the house, and then walked over with a bottle of fine red wine and two goblets.

"I can't see that Boss Wang has taken life and death lightly, and there is still Yaxing drinking!"

Zhang Xiaoluo swept around the room, and found nothing unusual except for the bodyguards holding baseball bats who were slightly obstructive.

Wang Xian showed bitterness on his face, sat down next to Zhang Xiaoluo, poured two halves of red wine, handed Zhang Xiaoluo a glass, picked up one by himself, raised his head and drank it all.

Mr. Zhang smiled! I, Wang Xian, can be regarded as a person who has been in the business world for many years, I have endured the hardships that should be eaten, the blessings that should be enjoyed, the things that should be taken, and the things that should not be taken! Even if you die tonight, you won't lose anything! ”

Zhang Xiaoluo gently shook the wine glass in his hand, the half glass of red wine rippled in the glass, and the mellow wine dyed the crystal clear wine glass, like a layer of light yarn soaked in bright red.

"Boss Wang said earlier, I can bring you a few boxes of sleeping pills from the hospital, that thing is more than red wine!"

Zhang Xiaoluo looked at Wang Xian's slightly embarrassed face, stood up and walked to the door, reached out and took out a small copper bell from his arms, and hung it behind the door.

"What about your fitness-loving Gao Yaoyao?"

Zhang Xiaoluo suddenly thought that he had already ordered Wang Xian to call Gao Yaoyao home? If Gao Yaoyao is not here tonight, there may be a lot of branches!

"Mr. Zhang is here, come out!"

Wang Xian shouted from afar into the bedroom, then poured half a glass of red wine again, raised his head and drank it.

The bedroom door squeaked open, and Gao Yaoyao, who was wearing a pink silk nightgown, walked out of the bedroom slowly. She glanced at Zhang Xiaoluo, who was staring at her with a smile, then walked to Wang Xian's side and sat down, bowing her head and saying nothing.

Gao Yaoyao was wearing a nightgown that was only above her knees, and as she sat down, the nightgown was pulled up a little, faintly revealing the white thighs.

Zhang Xiaoluo had no resistance to this kind of spring light that seemed to be inadvertently revealed, and remembered the regular friction between the iron cabinet and the floor that he heard in the gym coach's locker room that day, and hurriedly retracted his gaze, turned around and walked to the open-air balcony on the side.

The doctrine of ghosts and gods goes deep into the marrow of the people! Looking at the clusters of paper fires below that flickered and flickered, exuding the faint fragrance of incense and candles, Zhang Xiaoluo couldn't help but sigh secretly.

"All living beings, worship the spirits of the dead for the safety of their offspring. Isn't the Yin and Yang Onmyoji the last yang city wall that protects all beings from being bullied by evil ghosts? ”

A cold wind blew wrapped in paper ashes, and everyone in the room couldn't help but shiver. It is said that J City in July should not be so cold, maybe today is a different day.

Zhang Xiaoluo returned to the living room from the balcony, put down the red wine in his hand, and sat opposite Gao Yaoyao again.

"Ms. Gao, Cai Qin asked me to bring you a word, she is very grateful for the incense money you offered!"