Chapter 8: The Ballad of Horror 7

"Knock knock" The sound of something running past.

Jiang Qiao turned his head nervously, there was nothing behind him. She quickly stood up and took the candle in her hand and shone it again, but there was really nothing. She smiled self-deprecatingly, when did she become so daring.

By the way, where did Jiang go.

"Jiang Li? Jiang Li? Jiang Qiao was afraid of breaking the silence of this room, so he shouted quietly, but unfortunately no one answered.

In Nuoda's room, Jiang Li, who was still here just now, suddenly disappeared. Jiang Qiao was horrified to find that she was now the only one left at the scene of the crime. After staying for a few seconds, Jiang Qiao instinctively wanted to run outside. Suddenly, she heard the faint sound of Suo Suo coming from the innermost part of the room.

Mouse? Snake? Still is... Ghost?

Jiang Qiao's feet that had already stepped out stopped again, and if she ran out now, she would never know what was behind it, and if she didn't figure it out, it was likely that it would become a nightmare that would haunt her in the future. Alas, there is no way, who has made himself from childhood to adulthood is the kind of character who has to open his eyes wide to see what scares him to death even if he is scared to death.

Jiang Qiao stomped his feet and walked over with the courage to follow the voice, and the corner at the back of the room was filled with some discarded tables and chairs, stacked like a hill. Odd? Obviously there is no way out, where did the sound come from?

"Hmmm... I know... Over there... Go ahead... ”

It was closer, not only the sound of Suosuo, but also the sound of talking. Jiang Qiao stopped breathing and listened carefully to the direction where the sound came from. It came from the corner of the pile. Hey, that voice is a little familiar, it's Jiang Li's voice.

Jiang Qiao was in good spirits, and hurriedly walked over, holding a candle to shine, and sure enough, there was a small door in that corner, but just now his vision was blocked by the pile of debris, and he didn't find it. Jiang Qiao carefully avoided the cobwebs on the debris and bent down to get in.

It turned out that behind this small door was a bathroom. As soon as Jiang Qiao looked up, he saw a familiar back - Jiang Li. He was turning his back to her, into a cloud of air, muttering something to himself.

Jiang Qiao sincerely admired Jiang Li, their only candle was in her hand, and Jiang Li was able to find this hidden small door by the moonlight outside. Ever since he came here, Jiang Qiao had always felt that Jiang Li's eyesight in the dark was as powerful as a cat.

"What are you talking about?" Jiang Qiao said strangely.

"Oh, I'm asking about the situation to see if they'll see anything?" Jiang Li turned around and said calmly.

"And you say ... They?... Didn't you say that the soul is gone? Jiang Qiao felt his legs tremble, didn't he say that there were no ghosts!

"These are not ghosts, just some spirits, like this for a long time there will be some spirits in the house that has not been popular for a long time, they are neither ghosts, nor people, but some souls who have no chance to be reincarnated and returned to the world from the underworld, after a long time, they have lost their memories of life and become spirits, so they can only stay in this world alone."

After speaking, Jiang Li turned his head again and said let's go, then took out some yellow rune paper from his pocket, and with a shake of his hand, the rune paper burned out of thin air. He scattered the rune papers, which suddenly burned in the air, and then, as if swept up by a tornado, slowly gathered into a small ball, circled in the air a few times, and then fell to the ground and turned into a pile of ashes.

"Could it be that those people are..." Jiang Qiao suddenly thought of a possibility, and was afraid that he would accidentally offend someone by saying it, so he said in a hurry.

Jiang Li seemed to understand what she meant, turned around, and said with a smile: "Impossible, these spirits are very weak, and they may disappear at any time, and they can't harm people." Those people were killed by a mother and daughter. ”

"A mother and daughter? Is it a vendetta? ”

Somehow, Jiang Qiao suddenly remembered the dream he had last night, mother and daughter, children, nursery rhymes, will there be a connection between the three?

Unable to find any new clues at the scene, Jiang Li and Jiang Qiao planned to go home, and on the way back, Jiang Qiao couldn't solve the doubts in his heart and asked, "Why do some people fail to reincarnate and become spirits." ”

"There are people who have no memory in their lifetime, and no one will claim their bodies after death, as if they had never been in this world. Such a person cannot be reincarnated, as if he has never been to this world, as the so-called has never been here, how can he go out. Jiang Li's tone was flat, and he looked at the scenery outside the car window with a natural expression.

The person who said it was relaxed, but the person who listened was not relaxed at all, thinking that it might become like this after death, Jiang Qiao would rather not be a human being, it would be better to be a little bird.

There was silence in the carriage for a while, Jiang Qiao didn't dare to ask these things about the case anymore, just talking about the spirit body, she obviously felt the tiger body of the driver in front of her shook, and the steering wheel was almost not gripped. For the sake of personal safety, the driver should not be too distracted.

"By the way, how can Liu Ju be your senior brother?" Jiang Qiao remembered what Jiang Li said in the morning, and asked curiously, "Could it be that you have all worshiped the same master?" ”

"Senior brother's father is my master and my adoptive father. However, I never called him father, only master. So... Jiang Li was halfway through his words when he was interrupted by Jiang Qiao.

She asked excitedly, "Team Liu's father is your master?" What do you do? ”

"Feng Shui Master." Although Jiang Li wondered why Jiang Qiao was suddenly so excited, he still answered honestly.

"Feng Shui Master?" Jiang Qiao's enthusiasm instantly cooled down again, and he thought that he would be a ghost hunting master, a Maoshan warlock or some kind of heavenly master.

The two got out of the car, Jiang Qiao hesitated downstairs for a long time, looked at his watch again, at three o'clock in the morning, gritted his teeth, quickly followed Jiang Li, and said solemnly: "I can't sleep when I go home anyway, it's better to go to you to discuss the case." ”

Jiang Li was stunned for a moment, and said hesitantly: "Well... Good. ”

"The corpses of those people are contaminated with ghost energy, so they decompose faster than normal corpses. Generally speaking, if you are able to speed up the decay to this point, the ghost should have been dead for at least ten years. Also, the spirits told me they were playing a game before they died ... ”

"Whew~Wow~Whew~~"

It wasn't until he was interrupted by a snoring sound that Jiang Li realized that Jiang Qiao, who claimed to be discussing the case, had already fallen asleep. He smiled helplessly, took a thin blanket from the bed and gently covered her.

Jiang Qiao was so comfortable that he pulled the thin blanket up and continued to fall asleep. Jiang Li hesitated, gently brushed her bangs away, and there looked like nothing on her smooth forehead. But in Jiang Li's eyes, there was a black line on Jiang Qiao's forehead in the center of the eyebrows, extending towards the top of his head.

Jiang Li frowned, and gently pressed his index finger on it, and the black line did not change. He thought for a moment, found a needle, pricked it in his hand, and a drop of blood oozed out and dripped on the center of his eyebrows, and the black line still did not change.

"You're going to die, you know?" Jiang Li frowned and muttered to himself.