The terrible meow of the cat echoed all around, and it was a little familiar to the ears, not a baby cat, but Xiao Hei.

"Blackie?"

I shouted, but there was no response.

A dog's head came out from behind me, purred out of its throat, and barked twice at the front store.

"Danger in the store?" I asked, patting my black back on the head.

"Wang!"

Blackback nodded and shook his head, a hint of doubt flashing in the dog's eyes, it wasn't sure.

"Come with me to the store!" I whispered.

The black back immediately straightened up, stared at the storefront without blinking, and stared for a while before he cautiously snorted and led the way in front.

Entering the store, everything is business as usual.

Chen Xi seemed to be in a hurry, and the door of the store was unlocked. The door panel was not closed, and there was nothing unusual on the street, and as usual, there were only a few people sporadically.

I thought about it for a moment, and stood in the doorway with a black back looking left and right. Except for the cat's meow when he opened the door, Xiao Hei didn't make any sound.

"Blackback, can you smell Blackie's scent?" I asked, looking down.

Blackback sniffed his nose and shook his head, still with a hint of doubt in his eyes. The dog's eyes swept back and forth, as if they were looking for something!

I was deep in thought, what did the little black scream mean?

Warning or distress?

"Let's go back!"

I didn't figure it out after thinking about it for a long time, so I patted the head of the black back and led it back to the store.

As soon as her ass was on the chair, the door of the store was pulled open, and an old lady of about sixty years old entered.

The old lady looked at me for a moment with a sad face, and asked in a dumb voice, "Is it Gu Bei?" ”

"I am, you are?" I looked at the old lady suspiciously.

"It was Jia Rong who introduced me, my son is missing, the police have been looking for several days but have not found it, I want to try it with you!" The old lady hurried a few steps and came to me, looking at me as if she had seen a life-saving straw.

Jia Rong is a regular customer of mine and has introduced me to a lot of work, mainly as a funeral host.

The old lady was in a hurry, and I didn't talk nonsense, so I asked directly, "Who is your son?" ”

"My son's name is Hu Yan, this is the clothes he wore, the toothbrush he used, and this is his birthday!"

The old lady hurriedly pulled something out of the cloth bag she was carrying, and it was obvious that there was still some research on our business.

I was shocked when I heard the name, and hurriedly asked, "Hu Yan, the Hu Yan who drove the taxi?" ”

"Yes, yes, that's him!"

The old lady nodded hurriedly, looked at me nervously, and asked, "Can you help me find my son?" ”

Looking at the old lady's expectant eyes, I was a little speechless for a while, did I want to tell her that her son was dead?

"Can you?" The old lady leaned forward and suddenly grabbed my hand.

"I'll try!"

It was originally a refusal, but when it came to his lips, it became these four words.

"Thank you, thank you!"

The old lady nodded her head again and again in thanks, and pushed Hu Yan's clothes forward.

I'm a little embarrassed, and now I can only bite the bullet and go up, pretending to be a ghost.

I turned around and took out a red rope under the counter. He took out the pen again, pretended to write the sexagenary branch on a piece of yellow paper, then folded and wrapped the note with Hu Yan's eight characters, tied it with a red rope, and then recited the spell of the town house charm at four times the speed, waited quietly for a moment, and said to the old lady: "The person is still alive, where is it, I can't perceive it!" ”

"It's good to be alive, it's good to be alive!" The old lady had a surge of hope in her eyes, and as she muttered, she trembled and took out a purse sewn from her pocket, counted out two hundred dollars, and handed it over.

"No!"

I hurriedly pushed it back, and just then, the phone rang.

"Old lady, wait a minute, I'll answer a call!" I compared with her and took a look, it was Di Gang calling.

"Someone else is dead. Five! ”

After connecting, Di Gang's slightly tired voice came.

"Missing or dead?" I asked hurriedly.

"Dead!"

Di Gang replied, paused and said: "The way of death is very strange, five people, all of them have been drained of blood!" ”

"What?"

This way of dying. It's the first time I've heard of it, but I can't help but remember the basement where I was once held.

Normally, my death would most likely have been drained of my blood and then dismembered.

"The five deceased are the young lady of Jiutian KTV. In a dormitory, when it was time to go to work today, none of the five of them went, and the KTV foreman sent someone to look for them, and found that all five of them were dead! Di Gang briefly explained the facts of the case this time.

"You have to be careful. According to what you said, the other party has gathered enough thirteen people, and if there is something to call, I hung up! ”

With another instruction, Di Gang hung up the phone.

Put down the phone. I was a little stunned, if this was done by the owner of the White Bone Temple, then as Di Gang said, he had already gathered enough thirteen people.

"Xiao Gu, Xiao Gu!"

The old lady's screams woke me up. I came back to my senses, barely squeezed out a smile, and said, "Old lady, this money is too much, you can just mean it." Five pieces or ten pieces are fine! ”

"No way!"

The old lady shook her head again and again, grabbed my hand, shoved the money into my hand, and said, "You must take the money!" ”

I just tore it back and forth a few times, and I suddenly noticed that the force coming from the old lady's hand was getting stronger and stronger. My hands and neck hurt a little when I pinched them.

There was also a slight change in the old lady's eyes, and the eyes changed from brown to yellow-brown, and there was no trace of emotion in them.

"Okay, I'll take the money!" I immediately changed my tune and took the opportunity to retract my hand. I want to withdraw my hand.

"Okay!"

The old lady grinned.

This smile made me feel creepy, and a chill rushed up from the bones of my spine, which stimulated me with a layer of goosebumps.

I suddenly noticed that Blackback had not moved since the old lady had entered the house, and I glanced out of the corner of my eye to see that Blackback was shrunk at my feet, burying its head between its paws, just as I had seen it for the first time.

It's terrified to the extreme.

I gritted my teeth, hated and helpless, this dog thing has been scared ever since. Once you encounter some danger, your first reaction is to be a turtle with a shrunken head.

It's a pity that I was careless just now, and I didn't notice the state of the black back, and this old lady's acting was too real.

I gritted my teeth. Word by word, he asked, "Who are you?" ”

"I'm here to kill you!" The old lady's voice suddenly changed, yin and yang.

"Kill your mother!"

I screamed, bit the tip of my tongue, and spurted out a mouthful of blood from the tip of my tongue.

The blood was scattered, spraying the old lady all over her face. As soon as her hand let go, I took advantage of the opportunity to shake my wrist violently and slam it down.

The dry palms slammed against the counter, shattering the glass. Her grip on me let go again, and I finally broke free.

The moment I got out of trouble, I pulled out the black skin and stabbed it straight through.

"Giggles!"

The old lady smiled strangely, turned sideways slightly, and after the black skin pierced, it seemed to be pierced on a piece of leather, and a reaction force came from the tip of the knife.

I looked at the old lady in amazement, and there was a coldness in her eyes, and the thin hands reached out again.

"!"

I cursed, and the black skin cut out horizontally, whirling and chopping at the wizened hands.

The old lady opened her palm with her backhand, grabbed it upward, and held the black skin in her hand, and the blade was embedded in her hand almost instantly.

I tugged back. There was no pulling, but there was a sluggish feeling from the blade, and I could even hear the black skin and phalanges rubbing against each other, making a creaking sound.

I looked at the old lady in surprise, and she didn't have any expression on her face. It seemed that those hands were not hers, and there was a strange feeling in the eyes that had turned brown.

"Humph!"

I tugged again, but still didn't pull it out, the corners of the old lady's mouth tugged, and the palm of her hand slowly strengthened, dragging the black skin back little by little.

I looked at her in a daze, and my gaze inadvertently swept to her chest.

The clothes on her chest had been torn by the black skin, and a large slit had been torn open, revealing the skin inside.

The black skin thorns were not deep, but I could see the black-red flesh under the skin, and it was not the wound that caught my attention, but a tattoo on it.

This tattoo is very much like a part of the Yaksha, but I can tell that this tattoo is not tattooed, but grows from the inside out, little by little from her flesh and blood.

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