Standing in front of the steps of Wang Dacheng's house, Zhang Fan looked around for a while, and he estimated that Wang Xiangming might be hiding in some dark place.

"It's hard for me to find him when he's hiding like this, so it's better to go to his house and have a look, if he has any important items at home, maybe he can jump over the wall and emerge from the darkness."

After walking down the stairs for a while, I came to Wang Xiangming's house, his house was very simple, all of which were some tattered items, and this kind of family also belonged to the kind of extremely poor poor households in remote rural areas.

I came to a bedroom inside, there was only a wooden bed, and a dark table, and on the wall above the table there was a simple alcove, in which was a clay statue of a boy, and below was a plastic lunch box with mud, and an incense stick was inserted in it, and the incense was still extinguished, and there was still a trace of smoke wafting.

Zhang Fan walked to the table and looked at the clay boy:

"This mud boy looks weird!"

"There's a piece of letter paper under that clay statue, what is that for?"

Reaching out and picking up the letterhead, a paragraph was written on it:

Zhang Fan, Wang Xiangmei is dead, I have no soul in the world, today you not only pretended to be forced in front of me, but also damaged me, I have written down this matter, and I should return it twice in the future.

The boy of the underworld, the king of Xiangming, nodded his head.

"Suddenly, you're paralyzed!"

Looking at Wang Xiangming's pretending words, Zhang Fan couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth.

"The Underworld Boy? What do you mean? ”

"Could it be that Wang Xiangming is a child's life?"

Zhang Fan knows that there are some people's lives in this earthly world that belong to the life of a child, and there are four kinds of life of a child:

The first type: fake boy life

The second type: the life of the virtual child

The third type: the true child's life

Fourth: Ghost Boy Destiny

The first type of false child life person, most of them have a weak life fire, and once they go to the morgue or a place where the ghosts are offered, they will be attacked by yin energy, and they will be plagued by diseases.

The second type of people with a false child's life, most of them are born with a bad birthday, and are invaded by grievances, this kind of child's life is a person who has many disasters and difficulties since birth, and it is necessary to ask the real person of Buddhism and Taoism to send away the virtual body in order to get better.

The third type of people with the true child's destiny, most of them are cultivators who are reincarnated or come to repay the wishes of the immortal family, and the people of the true child's destiny have some kind of innate talent, no need to learn, no teacher, and have quite high attainments.

The life of the true children is very bitter, because they are here to reincarnate and practice, and they will put an end to the luxury of the red dust close to their bodies, because they are real bodies, and they can't be resolved and no one can send them away.

But in the True Child's Destiny, there is a kind of Boy with a special mission, and once this True Child's mission is triggered in the earthly world, he is not affected by the Destiny.

Such children are extremely rare, and generally do not exist.

The fourth type of ghost boy is a person with a life personality, and most of the children with this life personality come to the world to collect debts, commonly known as 'debt collectors'.

Ghost boys generally die after collecting debts, but there is also a kind of ghost boy with a special mission, this kind of person will trigger the mission after collecting debts in the world, once the mission is triggered, it will set off a bloody storm, which will cause a lot of harm to the peaceful society.

There are one or two false children for every ten people, and one or two false children for every hundred false children. And it is difficult to find a real boy among ten thousand imaginary boys.

As for the real boy and ghost boy with a special mission, there are generally no them, and they are basically negligible.

But Zhang Fan looked at the words written by Wang Xiangming on the letter paper in his hand, and he now suspected that Wang Xiangming was the kind of ghost boy with a mission to harm the common people.

Because it was written above, Wang Xiangmei is dead, and he has no longer cares, does this mean that Wang Xiangming has triggered his mission?

"It doesn't matter if he is a ghost boy or not, go around the neighborhood first, and if you find Wang Xiangming, kill him first, so as to eliminate the possibility of him threatening yourself in the future."

After suspecting that Wang Xiangming was a ghost boy, his murderous intentions rose sharply.

Zhang Fan is a law-abiding person, but he is not pedantic, and he knows very well what to do and what not to do.

Thinking of this, Zhang Fan turned around and walked out of Wang Xiangming's house, it was late at night, and the village was very quiet.

"Go there now, it's impossible to find Wang Xiangming if you wander around the village."

"It's better to go upstairs to Wang Dacheng's house and look far away to observe."

On the roof of Wang Dacheng's house, Zhang Fan looked around, the entire village of Xiaoying Wang's family was in full view, and the South Lake next to it was covered with a little smoke, which made Wangjia Village have some sad and trance colors in this silent night.

Zhang Fan lit a cigarette and sat down in a good place to observe.

"The slaughter of Wang Dacheng's family should be the hand of the wolf girl, but the wolf girl obeyed Wang Xiangming's orders, judging from the words on the letter, Wang Xiangming should not be able to make her kill Wang Xiangmei."

"If Wang Xiangmei was not killed by the wolf girl, then who killed her?"

While he was thinking, a family in the east of the village suddenly turned on the light, and the light immediately aroused Zhang Fan's suspicions:

"It's better to go and see, whether there is a problem or not, than to sit here and keep watch."

Out of Wang Dacheng's house, Zhang Fan walked quickly in the direction of the bright light in the laneway.

Because he was not very familiar with the lanes in the village, Zhang Fan walked and walked to the place where he entered the village, which was not far from the old locust tree.

Zhang Fan was now thinking about how to find the place where the lights were lit, but now he didn't know where the lights were.

"Climb up to that locust tree and see, where it should be easy to see the light from a high place."

Thinking of this, Zhang Fan came to the foot of the locust tree, pulled the red thick bands that were tied, and climbed up in three or two clicks.

Climb to the top of the tree to find a support point, Zhang Fan looked over, the house with the lights on was not far away, and it was blocked by other houses just now.

With the position in mind, Zhang Fan quickly climbed down from the locust tree and walked towards the lighted house.

Just walked five or six meters, Zhang Fanmeng's back was cold, and he was taken aback and looked back.

Under the locust tree behind him, a little boy who was drenched was standing under the locust tree, the little boy couldn't see clearly with his hair covered his face, but his clothes were still dripping.

When the little boy saw Zhang Fan looking back, he walked slowly behind the locust tree and disappeared.

Zhang Fan wanted to go behind the locust tree to have a look, but he was afraid that he would delay the time to find Wang Xiangming, so after thinking about it for a while, Zhang Fan still hurried to the house with the lights on.

When he got to the side of the room, Zhang Fan climbed through the low wall, and he walked lightly under the window of the lighted room.

The windows were closed from the inside, and there was a thick cloth curtain that made it impossible to see inside from the outside. Zhang Fan listened attentively, and only vaguely heard someone talking.

Zhang Fan wears a monitor in his hand, which he sticks to the wall and then his left ear.

"Boss Gao, put the corpse down in advance, Dr. Chen asked me to rush overnight, this is something else."

Hearing this, Zhang Fan was shocked:

"Dr. Chan has finally popped up again!"

"It was a woman's voice that spoke just now, I must have heard it somewhere!"

"Who is this woman?"

Just as Zhang Fan was thinking, a slightly hoarse man's voice came from inside.