Sixty. Salvation
Boundless malice invaded from outside the door.
In the rainy season of summer, the detective agency is as cold as winter.
Yang Chunxue's body was full of yin qi, and every skin on her body was resisting this blood-colored evil.
It's like a cat that blows up its fur at the threat.
Lu Li was even more affected, as a ghost, his relationship with evil spirits was equivalent to an irreversible natural enemy.
He had an intuition in his heart that this evil spirit, which had killed many people, could only be exceeded, not contained.
His gaze turned to his right hand on the table, a fist clenched almost uncontrollably.
Even if Lu Li's face was still calm, his body had already turned on the defense mechanism uncontrollably, and his whole body was tense.
Knock β
Knock β
Knock β
The knocking was heavy and slow, no one opened the door, and there was no need to open it.
A blood-red dress floated through the door and into the living room.
The strong smell of blood permeated the detective agency.
"Thirty-four found, thirty-one killed." The girl casually said a string of numbers, lowered her head in distress, and pinched the corner of her skirt: "I'm sorry, I don't know how the clothes became like this, and I can't get rid of ......"
Her skirt drips blood.
She pursed her lips slightly and tilted her head: "Maybe this means that I have committed a sin?" β
Shen Jingjing has always been a quiet and taciturn girl, and at this time, she appeared in front of Lu Li with a cruel cuteness.
It's hard to say that it's not because of the relationship between the spirits.
"There might be big news tomorrow."
Lu Li reached out to take the water cup, and the palm that grabbed the water cup shook like a Parkinson's patient, and the water splashed out.
Silently put down the water glass and explained to Shen Jingjing, who was curious: "It's not that I'm afraid, it's that I can't control it." You know, I'm a ghost. β
Shallot poked his chin with his fingers: "It's like a kitten seeing a ball of yarn?" β
"I'm not a cat and don't know what it's like to see a ball of yarn. But it should be about the same. Lu Li tried to talk as much as he could to divert his attention.
"Hey...... I can't hold it anymore......" Yang Chunxue was very uncomfortable under her breath.
Just staying by the side of the resentful spirit, Yang Chunxue had to do her best to resist the yin qi that Shen Jing unconsciously emitted.
But this didn't help, the red silk flashing in the void was still corroding Yang Chunxue.
Lu Li replied: "You go back first." β
"Are you sure?"
"Otherwise, will you be able to hold on?"
Yang Chunxue was instantly deflated, shouted "I can't hold it", turned into a ball of soul body, and slipped into the ghost book.
"I've done what I have to do, and as a promise, you send me down."
"No hurry, I have a question for you." Lu Li exhaled a breath of turbidity slightly, overcoming the extreme resistance in his heart: "How do you know that I am a ghost." β
"After going from an ordinary ghost to a terrible ghost." Shen Jingjing pointed to his blood-red eyes. "I can feel the breath in your chest...... It's rejecting me, and it's repulsing me now more than then......"
The powerful ghosts that Shen Jingjing refers to are the powerful ghosts in the eyes of ordinary people, not the hierarchy.
Hearing this, Lu Li took out the ghost messenger book.
He had indeed wondered where to put the ghost book. In order to be safe, it must be carried close to the body, and it is easy to lose it once it encounters some extreme situation. Now the ghost book can even be perceived by ghosts above the resentful spirits-
At first glance, it's all a disadvantage, but maybe there are other ways to put away the ghost book?
Holding the ghost book in the palm of his hand, Lu Xun meditated silently, trying to put away the ghost book.
And thenβ
The ghost book suddenly melted away, seeping into the palm of his right hand, and mixed into a cloud of black ink.
It's like the ink marks that exist in the flesh and blood suddenly blur and sneak into the flesh.
Lu Li sighed slightly.
He was used to discovering the ability of the Ghost Book so late.
"Can you still feel it?" Lu Li asked Shen Jingjing. He could feel that the Oni Book could be re-embodied with his mind.
Shen Jingjing's gaze fell on Lu Li's palm and shook his head.
"Can we start?" She asked.
She couldn't wait to get out of here because she found herself feeling uncontrollable.
"It's not time yet, you still have something to do......"
"What?" Shen quietly tilted his head.
β¦β¦
"Why...... You're going to bring me here. β
Under the gloomy sky, the mottled red faΓ§ade silently tells the story of the past.
A trace of struggle appeared on Shen Jingjing's face, and she stopped in front of this three-story red building.
Lu Li, who walked into the dark passage, stopped and looked back at her: "I always want to see you, are you willing to go directly?" β
Shen Jingjing was silent, and at this time she finally had a little shadow of her life.
"Come on, meet them."
Lu Li said, stepping up the stairs.
Shen Jingjing lowered his head and followed into the corridor.
In front of a simple wooden door that was attached to the past Spring Festival couplets, Lu Li raised his hand and knocked on it.
Knock Knock Knock β
A few seconds later, faint voices and footsteps sounded behind the gate.
Click-
The door opened, and a man in a suit walked out of the door, he was stunned, then nodded to Lu Li, said goodbye to Shen's father and went downstairs to leave.
"May I ask ...... you are" Father Shen looked at Lu Li by the door and looked at it.
"Hello, I'm Shen Jingjing's homeroom teacher."
"Head teacher?" Father Shen's eyes instantly became vigilant, and he held the doorknob: "Do you know the person who just went out?" β
"I don't know."
"That was the principal of your school."
ββ¦β¦ Is it. Lu Li, who didn't feel embarrassed, nodded, turned around and said, "I just wanted not to alarm them, but something went wrong with me here, so I ......"
There is no need for him to say it, Shen Jingjing has already shown her figure.
Shen's father and Shen's mother, who came later, were immediately stunned.
Lu Li didn't really want to see this kind of scene, he entered the room sideways and walked straight to the balcony.
The rain stopped for a while, and the sky was still cloudy.
Lying on the windowsill, Lu Li quietly breathed in the fresh air. Ten minutes later, a yin qi appeared beside him.
"All said and done?" Lu Li didn't reply.
"Hmm...... It's time for me to go. β
"You'll live in my meme forever." Lu Li lowered his head, took out the mobile phone in his pocket, and showed the few photos saved for Shen Jingjing to see.
In the midst of the surging yin qi, she heard Lu Li's voice: "I think it's cute." β
Shen Jingjing, whose expression became gloomy, was suddenly stunned.
She looked at the bulging bun face with the text "angry" next to it.
"Puff ......" suddenly a quiet smile bloomed, as bright as a sunny day after the rain. She pursed her lips and bowed deeply with her eyes bent, "Thank you." β
"It's not me who should be thanked, it's your incomparably firm heart." Lu left the first mobile phone, shook his head and said.
He didn't have much contact with ghosts, but he knew that not all ghosts could avoid killing innocents.
Maybe it's a coincidence, maybe it's providence, the sky is clear at this moment.
The dark clouds in the sky revealed a hole, and the afternoon sun turned into beams of light, pouring down from the hole,
A rainbow appeared in the sky of Beicheng District, which was still raining.
Shen Jing stuck to Lu Li's side and looked at the sky like him: "I've been reading, I've never found the sky so beautiful." β
"Let's take a few more looks, then." Lu Li said, turning his head to look at her.
The girl beside her was gone.