Chapter 573: Massacre

His shouting and loud voice finally attracted the police on duty, and the group of policemen quickly ran to the communication room as soon as they heard the movement, and then suppressed Wang Sen entirely, and Wang Sen stared at the direction of the glass window, constantly shouting Wang Rong's name in his mouth, and when they looked over, there was really nothing.

"Be honest with me!"

In the end, Wang Sen was taken away. I got up and patted the dust that didn't exist on my body, and then I walked outside, Wang Rong was always by my side, and I could watch him through various mediums.

"How? Are you satisfied now? ”

I asked Wang Rong, Wang Rong nodded happily at me, and I was also relieved of a matter.

I went back to my room and stared at the ceiling, and for some reason I fell asleep, and when my phone rang like an alarm, I was still dreaming, and I was groggy from sleep, and the screeching ringing made my head hurt.

I looked at the unfamiliar number displayed on my phone and hung up, and then threw it to the other side, but I didn't expect this phone call to think of me again, and I intuitively picked up this phone call is not a good thing for me.

"Hello?"

The voice over there passed through the microphone, and I stared blankly at the void in front of me, slowly lowering my arm, and I only heard the voice on the phone tell me.

"Wang Sen was killed."

They didn't kill themselves, they used injuries, to prove that they had seen something, and I rushed to the scene, and a policeman grabbed me to take notes, and I looked at the woman in the red dress, her eyes had already turned into blood, and her nails had become long and sharp.

She absorbed the panic around her, absorbed the resentment around her, black smoke came out of her body, I turned my head and stared blankly, the policeman who wanted to interrogate me kept seeing my head turn at that angle, and he really didn't see anything when he turned around.

"What did you do after watching Wang Sen?"

The policeman asked me about it, and I seemed to come back to my senses and tell him that I was sleeping, and they went to retrieve the surveillance around my house and proved my innocence.

After they let me go, the matter fell into an even bigger mystery, no one was a killer, to be precise, they couldn't see that the killer had been killed in a very cruel way in prison, and it didn't take long for the story to spread.

But I was alone in the house drinking when the rumors spread, and I will never forget the woman in red floating in the air at the end of my interrogation, smiling slightly.

"I'm waiting for you."

I broke down and yelled at her, why did you do this? Isn't her wish fulfilled? Why did it have to be the way it is?

The woman smiled, her hand flipped slightly, and a soul was firmly grasped by him, and it was not difficult to see that it was Wang Sen's soul.

"I never said that my wish was to see him punished, my wish was to take him to hell with me."

Wang Rong said such words, the expression on her face was calm and sad, she spontaneously absorbed the resentment around her, which was inevitable for a powerful ghost like her, I stood there and looked at her blankly, constantly growing, constantly growing, her eyes changed from the original death white to blood red, and she was full of murderous energy.

"Come on, give me the final blow."

I held the peachwood sword in my hand, and I was trembling slightly. Does Wang Rong really have no feelings for Wang Sen at all? Actually, I don't even know myself now, I just remember how I penetrated her chest, how she screamed and bleed, and the two of them died well.

I sat alone in an empty room looking at everything in front of me, and I suddenly wondered why all this was happening to me, to me, and why I was being able to see so much of the dark side of the world.

I went to the cemetery again to pay my respects to her, and this time not a little girl in red dragged me away with a smile and then teased me about warming my bed.

Everything I did was gone, I was back to being alone, people and ghosts have different paths, this is the truth I should have understood from the beginning, I lay alone in bed for many days, every day when I opened my eyes to eat, I slept when I was full, and I don't know how many days passed, and finally the master came back.

"Look at what the master gave me!"

As soon as Bai Lu came back, I couldn't help showing off, I looked at the childish face and didn't know what to say, I raised my hand and touched his cheek, and asked Bai Lu about his recent condition.

"It's good, the master takes good care of me."

The piece of jade that Bai Lu was dragging in his hand was not a stall at first glance, like such a good jade, it was also given to Bai Lu by the master, it seems that I should not be as good as Bai Lu in his eyes.

"Master, didn't you bring me any gifts when you went out this time?"

Thinking about the decadent time I had at home, I didn't know how to complain, and my master just glanced at me, and then nodded lightly, and even promised in his mouth.

"yes, I didn't bring it to you."

As soon as these words were spoken, I was half angry to death, since the master was already so eccentric, then I would toss Bai Lu directly, I tickled him and lay on the sofa, and I couldn't get up at all.

"Brother, brother hahaha, I was wrong, brother, hahahaha, don't scratch me anymore, it's so itchy hahahaha."

Bai Lu is a child, and his schedule is still relatively regular. He's been on school for so many days, and it's time to go to school, so I'll send him to bed after a while.

"By the way, what about the white cat?"

When it comes to white cats, I naturally think of Wang Rong, I glanced at Bai Lu, and turned my eyes in another direction a little unnaturally.

"I don't know, I haven't seen him at home for so many days, I guess you've already run out if you're not there, it's a wild cat and you don't need to care so much, if you really want to raise a cat, it's a big deal to go to the pet store and buy one for you when the time comes."

Bai Lu was a little embarrassed, and glanced at me, my master and I are not the kind of people who have the patience to take care of small animals, and we have seen so many things in the north and south, and the cats and dogs are no different from the trees on the side of the road.