Liu Yuan let out a miserable scream and slowly stretched out the arm behind him that tried to open the car door.

The arms and clothes twisted like twists, and the bones of the white flowers pierced the skin, leaving them in the air.

"Help me, save me."

Just when Gong Xiongyuan was at a loss, the car door made a soft sound and slowly opened.

looked at the open car door, and then looked at Liu Yuan, Gong Xiongyuan ran out directly under Liu Yuan's begging gaze.

"Help me."

Behind him, Liu Yuan's voice was tragic and long.

Faintly, Gong Xiongyuan could still hear the familiar cry of pain.

Gong Xiongyuan recalled, and then said the matter again with the wine, and then "bang", poured on the table, and the wine bottles that were placed randomly fell to the ground one by one with the vibration of the table, attracting many eyes.

Xie Qiang stood up and walked out of the bar with apologies.

As soon as he got out of the bar, Xie Qiang called a young man, and it was also Cai Han's words that reminded him that he had reconnected with a former friend in the past few days, because his friend was a police officer.

It was not strange for my friend to hear about Xie Qiang, but it just proved Gong Xiongyuan's statement.

Not long after Gong Xiongyuan left, they received a report, but when they arrived at the scene, Liu Yuan was already dead, and the whole person was like twisting clothes, and the death was extremely miserable.

The bones of the whole body have been shattered, the blood has stained the entire car red, and on the windshield of the car, there are still a few big words written in blood: It hurts.

After investigation, this is not the text written by Liu Yuan.

Xie Qiang couldn't understand why the ghost suspected of being Zhang Simei would let Gong Xiongyuan go. According to the ghost's behavior pattern, Gong Xiongyuan should be the first victim.

Puzzled, Xie Qiang returned to the bar and looked at Gong Xiongyuan, only to find that Gong Xiongyuan, who was drunk and unconscious, had disappeared.

was shocked, and after some inquiry, I learned that it was Lan Feng who brought it into the box, which is the treatment only for the regulars of the bar, and everyone was not surprised.

Xie Qiang was a little puzzled, asked for the location of the box and walked over.

Before he could knock on the door, the box had already opened, and Lan Feng was looking at Xie Qiang with a surprised expression.

"I'll come and see Gong Xiongyuan." Xie Qiang opened his mouth a little guardedly.

Lan Feng smiled and let go: "You know each other?" There is yin qi in him, I have already helped him eliminate it, let him rest for a while. ”

Through the passage that Lan Feng got out of, Xie Qiang could see Gong Xiongyuan who was sleeping soundly on the sofa, nodded, and suddenly had a guess that the reason why Gong Xiongyuan was okay was probably because Lan Feng eliminated the yin qi left on him by the ghost.

"Lan Feng, do you know where the yin qi on Gong Xiongyuan's body came from?"

Lan Feng shook his head: "I won't pay attention to these things, maybe trouble will come to the door at any time." ”

"Then you ......."

"Erase the Yin Qi?" Lan Feng smiled bitterly: "It's an acquaintance, you can't watch him encounter danger." ”

After taking a deep look at Lan Feng, Xie Qiang nodded and returned to his seat.

From beginning to end, he had never doubted Lan Feng's words, there was no reason.

The drunk Zeng Ziang was not yet sober, but Peaches had already drunk too much, and was loudly talking about his plans to go to the ghost, but the bull's head was not in the horse's mouth, so it did not attract the surprised eyes of the people around him.

"Let's go, it's late."

The girlfriend looked at the time, nodded and agreed with Xie Qiang's suggestion, but looked at the few people who were too drunk to do it, showing a trace of embarrassment.

Xie Qiang saw what she meant, and preemptively helped Zeng Ziang by his side: "I'll send Zeng Ziang back to the dormitory first, and then I'll pick you up." ”

"No, no need, wait for me to trouble Lan Feng."

Seeing Lan Feng, who had already walked over, Xie Qiang nodded.

Sent back to Zeng Ziang, Xie Qiang's alcohol was also a little upset, and he took a taxi directly to Hanshan Road again.

The vehicle shook, and Xie Qiang, who was in a daze, did not hear the sound of the text message on his mobile phone, until the taxi driver called a few times before he staggered out.

It was early in the morning, there was not a single pedestrian on the mountain road, and the occasional passing vehicles only left a few afterimages of lights in the air.

As soon as the car shook and the night breeze blew, Xie Qiang's stomach suddenly turned over, and he hurriedly ran to the side and held the trash can and vomited wildly.

The dirty vomit sprayed on the black plastic bag next to the garbage can, as if it had great force, and the garbage bag kept squirming, Xie Qiang reached out to grab it, but he couldn't bend down at all, but it caused another vomit.

After half a loud sound and a wipe of his mouth, Xie Qiang stood up straight, ignoring the weird wriggling garbage bag at all.

"No screams, fake."

With a wave of his big hand, Xie Qiang had just taken a few steps when he heard a familiar voice behind him.

"It hurts, it hurts."

With the intention of drinking, Xie Qiang kicked on the garbage bag: "It hurts, right, how much does it hurt?" ”

The cry of pain paused for a moment, as if he had no idea of Xie Qiang's behavior at all, and then his voice increased a few volumes.

"It hurts, I hurt so much, it hurts."

Tapping the garbage bag with his fingers, Xie Qiang walked to the chair on the side and sat down: "Keep calling, don't stop." ”

The cry of pain paused again, but the sound became quieter, and a blood-red hand struggled out of the garbage bag.

There was no skin on his hands, bright red flesh and blood were covered with knife edges, bones could be faintly seen, white flesh tendons were wriggling, and he controlled his hands and groped in the direction of Xie Qiang.

The garbage bag did not move, and as the hand crawled, the tear grew larger and wider, and the upper arm was already exposed. Next to the arm, the garbage bag bulged into a circle, as if it was trying to poke out its head.

Plucked out his ears, Xie Qiang was drunk: "Hurry up, my brother has something to ask you." ”

This time, the person in the garbage bag ignored it and struggled outward while constantly screaming in pain.

"It hurts, I hurt so much, it hurts."

The skull trumped out of the slit with difficulty, and like the arm, there was not a trace of skin, like a ball of flesh and blood.

I lost my eyelids, my eyes were a little big and terrifying, and only my triangular hollow nose was still fanning: "It hurts, I hurt so much." ”

"How is this peeled?" Not only was Xie Qiang not afraid, but took a few steps forward and squatted on the ground to look carefully.

The skull was covered with wounds like the arms, and it looked as if it had been chopped, but the cut obviously didn't peel the skin so neatly.

The head froze for a moment, then let out a tooth-aching cry. The exposed teeth are constantly pounding, "clicking".

The sound of teeth clashing, as if it had magical power, made Xie Qiang feel dizzy and sat down directly on the ground.

"I'm in so much pain, so painful."

Seeing Xie Qiang fall to the ground, the bloody man sped up his movements, and soon, the other arm stretched out, and the whole person crawled towards him, leaving a faint blood mark on the ground.

Seeing that his bright red fingers were about to touch his feet, Xie Qiang shrank his feet and staggered to his feet.

"Brother doesn't have the money to polish or shine his shoes."

This sentence finally angered the bloody man, and his hand went up, his fingers stretched out hard, and the flesh and tendons on his head that he was trying to raise were bulging.

"It hurts, it hurts."