"Save ...... Help me...... That woman is crazy and wants to kill me. The woman wearing a mask saw Lu Zhao in a police uniform, as if she had seen a relative, grabbed Lu Zhao's arm tightly, hid behind Lu Zhao, and secretly looked at the innkeeper who was still running towards her.

"Whew...... I'm almost exhausted...... You...... Ahem...... "Jiuya just wanted to speak, but her throat was so thirsty that she coughed.

"What the hell did you steal? Let Boss Xiao Jiang chase you down the street. Shi Shaohua's physical strength is good, chasing from the end of the street to the near corner of the street, and he can still question the woman hiding behind Lu Zhao with a smooth breath.

"Huh? Stealing something from Boss Ginger? We thought that she knocked down Ba Ji and stole our goods, so we came over to take a look, it was the thief who didn't have long eyes, he was tired and crooked, and dared to cause trouble under the nose of the Sanda champion. ”

"It's not our family's thing, let's not stick to it here, I don't know, I think we five or six strong men are bullying the weak."

The couriers saw that it was not their own business, they all dispersed, went back to continue loading, Shi Shaohua saw that Lu Zhao took over the matter, and went back with him.

"Jiuya, what did she steal from you?" Lu Zhao waited for Jiuya to pant before asking her.

"I didn't steal from her! She's going to kill me! The woman spoke first and accused Jiuya.

"She didn't steal from me!"

"Then why did you take a broom pole and chase her down the street?" Lu Zhao was also confused, what kind of trouble did this come about.

"Don't I take it easy, I just want to scare and scare her, it's good that I didn't chase her with a kitchen knife."

"How the hell did she mess with you? Makes you so impulsive. ”

"She wants to kill people in my shop! Last year's dismemberment case of Shan Qing, I have a long memory, and I must not have anything to do with the dead! ”

When the woman heard Jiuya's words, she let go of Lu Zhao and wanted to run, but Lu Zhao noticed the abnormality, grabbed her wrist with her backhand and pressed it to the ground.

"I didn't kill anyone! What proof do you have that I'm going to kill! The woman fell to the ground and yelled.

"Evidence? There is still an unconscious person tied to the chair in my guest room, is this considered evidence? Even if you haven't done it yet, you still have the heart! Why else are you kidnapping him? ”

When the woman heard Jiuya say this, she was aggrieved and speechless, and tried her best to break free from Lu Zhao's shackles, and ran away without saying anything.

Lu Zhao was afraid of hurting the woman, so he didn't use all his strength to restrain him, but he didn't want the woman's strength to be so strong that he couldn't control it at all, and she escaped, which was tantamount to acquiescing to a murder plan and absconding in fear of crime.

"I'm going, what's going on, racing against the police? Hey, and you, why aren't you dead yet? It's a big thing.,Pick up a life from the hands of a ghost.。 Hu Keqing knocked on the melon seeds and leaned against the door of the store to watch the excitement.

"Big sister! If you can shut up now, I'll offer you a chicken!" ”

"I'm not a fox fairy, I want chickens and it's useless."

"I'm not that woman, how do I know what grievances she has, even the police don't believe it."

Jiuya stopped paying attention to Hu Keqing, turned around and walked towards the end of the street.

"Jiuya, what's wrong?" The painter heard from Rat Xiaoer that Jiuya took a group of men to chase a woman, and waited at the door to see if there was anything that could help.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's just that someone almost died in the store, by the way, Master Painter, is your painting ability good?"

"It's good, what's wrong? What do you need me to draw? ”

"What is very good, painter, let's not be modest, I can say responsibly, the painter is the essence of the painting, the essence of the ink, as long as the painter raises his hand and paints a pen, any painting is a masterpiece."

"Adults talk, children don't interject! You're the one who follows the painter, the rainbow fart maker. Jiuya couldn't help but scare Xiao Er.

"Master Painter, please come upstairs with me and draw a portrait of the ghost."

"This ...... I have inherited a little bit of Cangjie's power, if I draw a ghost, I am afraid that he will be sealed into a paper and unable to be reincarnated. ”

"Then draw Picasso, you can see that it is a person, the point is to draw the school uniform clearly, I am useful."

Jiuya led the painter to the guest room on the second floor and painted the portrait of the young man.

As soon as he entered the house, the boy was still trying to pull the rope, even if his hand couldn't touch the knot, he was still trying, trying to untie the unconscious teacher.

"Come, look up, let the painter take a look at you." Jiuya beckoned the boy to look up.

"Can you untie the rope on Mr. Lu's body first? It would be very uncomfortable for him to be tied up like this. The young man looked at Jiuya with pleading eyes, and Jiuya had no choice but to do so, and by the way, he helped this teacher Lu to the bed, covered it with a quilt, and placed it properly.

"He was drowned?" The painter looked at the water in the ground, and he didn't even enter the door, so he hid far away.

"Well, you can just help draw a similar portrait."

"Jiuya, don't you see that the qi around him is black?"

"See, so what?"

"Inform Black and White Impermanence to forcibly take it away, I'm afraid that painting him will bring disaster."

"He is only seventeen or eighteen years old, and his death is unknown, so it is normal to be a little resentful."

"How do you know he's not committing suicide?"

"Then let's bet and ask him by name."

If this person commits suicide, he is willing to give up his life, and he will remember the past very clearly.

But if it dies in vain, it is like a projector that is running suddenly stopped, and the images that have been shown will not be able to be found for a while.

And the best way to determine whether a ghost is suicidal or vain is to ask for his name.

If he remembers, it was suicide, and it was only because there was a knot in his heart that could not be untied, and there was resentment around his soul.

At this time, as long as someone is channeled and the resentment is dispersed, it is still a good soul, but it is normal to pay the price for your contempt for your life and die in vain in the city until you are old.

If he forgets, it will be a vain death, and if there is any more black qi around his body at this time, it will be a ghost.

Either let him remember his enemy and help him seek revenge, or let him fend for himself, lose his heart, kill people indiscriminately, and finally be subdued by the exorcist with a full sense of justice, and the result is very miserable, and his soul is scattered and there is no afterlife.

"Kid, do you remember your name?" Jiuya asked tentatively.

"I ...... I seem to be called Xiao Sanzi, I seem to have two older sisters, I ...... My memory is very messy, and I can't remember a lot of things. ”

"Then how do you remember Mr. Lu?" Since he remembered this man, that was the breaking point of memory, why did he protect this Teacher Lu.

"I ...... I woke up from the water, it hurt a lot, it hurt, but I always had a thought in my head, I wanted to be close to him, I hadn't completed his classes yet, I promised him not to fail the course, and I hadn't done it yet, so I had to live. The little third son clutched his chest and frowned uncomfortably.

"When did you wake up from the water? Do you remember that water? The painter tried to guide the little third son to recall by himself, but he remembered and didn't remember, and he couldn't determine whether his death was man-made or not.

The more Xiao Sanzi recalled, the more water on his body flowed, the more rapid it became, just like someone holding a wooden bucket and pouring water down from Xiao Sanzi's head.

The wooden floor in the guest room was almost completely soaked, and the painter could probably guess that the body of the little third son was still soaked in water and had not been found, and it was almost his time.

Regardless of whether he died in vain or committed suicide, as long as the body was not found and was still in the water, every day when the time came for him to drown, the soul would be forcibly pulled back into the water and experience another death until the body was found.

"I forgot, it seems to be the seaside, there is sand in the sea, and there are fish that I released with Teacher Lu." The water on the little third son's body has formed a layer of water wall.

"Remember, what about the scenery around the sea? Is there anything special that can be used as a reference, just sand and fish, in rivers and lakes, it's hard to find. "Jiuya really can't think of Z City, an inland city, where there will be a sea.

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