urqqqq Ji Jiulan seems to be very sensitive to the word "body", and after listening to me, she actually pinched her neckline. And stared at me warily.

I hurriedly waved my hand at him, "Don't worry, you don't have to take off your clothes." You were possessed by a demon before, although the demon has escaped now. But there will still be some information left on you, and all I have to do is find something valuable from this residual information, and there is nothing to worry about. "

"Actually, I don't trust you very much, but" Ji Jiulan took a deep breath, "How do you need me to cooperate, say it." "

"It's simple, lie down on the couch and close your eyes. Relax your whole body. As I spoke, I motioned for Ji Jiulan to lie down.

Ji Jiulan cooperatively lay flat on the sofa, but her body was very stiff and her eyebrows were furrowed. She seemed to be worried about something, but I'm sure she wasn't afraid of me.

"Relax. You shouldn't have a day off, just use this sofa as a bed at home, you can sleep well, take a rest, and I'll take care of the rest. I deliberately lengthened the tone and lowered the volume, "Relax, breathe, think back to what you see, and let them surround your eyes."

Ji Jiulan's eyes moved.

It's a good sign that she's getting into the groove with my words. Private bird demon rowing.

"It's nice to think carefully about every detail and imagine that you went to that place again. Now, those pictures changed colors, they became black and white, and then slowly and slowly darkened and became black, very deep and deep darkness. The air around you becomes soft, quiet, soft, quiet, and peaceful."

Ji Jiulan's eyebrows gradually relaxed, she fell asleep Ji Jiulan obviously hasn't rested, but her nerves have been in a tense state, so she hasn't been sleepy, at this time, as long as she relaxes a little, tiredness will hit immediately, and falling asleep is a natural thing.

I breathed a sigh of relief, then lit candles around the couch, and used the millet spirit charm as a support, and when everything was ready, I sacrificed blood and began to summon the spirit.

When I gently pressed my bloody thumb on Ji Jiulan's forehead, her body shook rapidly, and then she opened her eyes, sat up, and stared at me blankly.

"What's your name?" I asked softly.

Ji Jiulan opened her mouth, but she didn't make a sound, and after several attempts, she finally struggled to spit out two words: "Zheng Li"

"How old are you?" I asked.

"Ten Hundred Seventeen"

"Where did you die?"

Ji Jiulan frowned tightly, and her body trembled violently, I knew that my question was a little too direct, so I quickly changed my words and said, "Where was the last place you went to before you fell asleep?" Where is the smell and the animals? "

Ji Jiulan calmed down again, and then slowly spit out the words: "Harvest and harvest"

"Harvest Township?"

"Gododo Village"

"Wudao Village, Fengshou Township, right?"

Ji Jiulan didn't react in any way, but the lack of reaction meant that I was right.

The information left by the ghost is limited, and if you ask too deeply, I'm afraid it will hurt Ji Jiulan, so the ritual of summoning the soul can be over here. I took out the copper box that sealed the ghost, and then recited the ghost mantra, and completely took away the ghost remnant on Ji Jiulan's body.

As soon as the ghost was gone, Ji Jiulan's body immediately fell on the sofa.

I quickly helped her to lie flat on the couch and took a blanket to cover her so that she could rest. Then I searched the Internet for information about Zhengli in Wudao Village, Fengshou Township.

Soon, I found a missing person notice half a year ago, the missing person is called Zheng Li, from Hexi Village, Fengshou Township, not from Wudao Village, but she was just 17 years old when she disappeared.

I continued to follow this clue and looked it up online, and a blog written by Zheng Li caught my attention. It is an essay on the scent of a corpse, full of despair and death, and at the end of the blog is a painting of a black and purple flower like a snake.

Counting this time, this is the fourth time I've seen this strange flower, there is no doubt that this Zheng Li is the ghost who went to the police station to make trouble, and peeling beer must have something to do with her.

At about 9 o'clock in the evening, Ji Jiulan finally woke up, and I told her all the information I got from the soul summoning, and showed her what I found on the Internet.

Ji Jiulan immediately called the bureau and asked about Zheng Li's information. Sure enough, the girl named Zheng Li is still missing, and no one knows her whereabouts. Ji Jiulan said that she would go to Fengshou Township tomorrow to have a look, and took the initiative to invite me to come along, I did not refuse, but made a small request for transportation.

The next morning, Ji Jiulan came to my house with the flat-headed plainclothes, and this time I finally figured out his name, his name was Chen Gang.

It takes two and a half hours to drive from the city to Fengshou Township, and I will definitely have an accident sitting in a tin jar for such a long time. In order to cope with the need to travel long distances, I have been parking a special solar-powered battery car in the garage!

The five elements of electricity belong to fire, and the body of the all-solar panel forms a closed "fire box". Although the speed of the battery car is definitely slower, it is more important to be safe.

It was originally two and a half hours away, and my car had to grind for three hours, but the three of us still arrived at Wudao Village before noon.

The village is not very large, and the houses you see are very dilapidated, so you have the intuitive impression that the village is not very wealthy.

Ji Jiulan took two photos into the village to find someone, one was Zheng Li's, and the other was the perfume man who was arrested the night before. The people in the village didn't seem to be very friendly to the living, Ji Jiulan looked for several villagers in a row, but most of them chose to turn around and walk away, and only a few were willing to speak.

Zheng Li no one knew her, but an eldest sister recognized the perfume man. She told us that the perfume man's name was Tian Sangou, and his family lived at the end of the village, so he was alone, without parents, wife and children, and that Tian Sangou rarely went home and usually worked in an oil refining workshop in the west of the low mountain.

Ji Jiulan asked the location of the oil refining workshop again, and then we left the village and set off for the low mountain where the workshop was located.

The battery car drove for more than ten minutes to the bottom of the mountain, and the car could not go over the mountain, so we switched to walking, and as soon as I climbed the mountain, I smelled a foul smell, which made people sick to their stomachs.

"This is it! That's what I smelled that day! Ji Jiulan pinched her nose and said.

The three of us stood on the top of the hill and looked down. It's almost winter, there are yellow hay and sand everywhere, you can't see a little bit of green, there is a dilapidated stone yard in the distance, the yard is full of gray smoke, everything is the same as the picture that Ji Jiulan once described to me.

After getting down, the three of us walked to the stone yard. As we got closer, the pungent stench became stronger and stronger, Ji Jiulan and I were retched with nausea several times, and Chen Gang's fragile stomach simply reversed breakfast.

We managed to reach the gate of the stone courtyard, and a sloppy man with a dirty mask pushed the door out at the same time, and he was stunned for a moment when he saw us, obviously he didn't expect someone to come here with this stench.

"Who are you looking for?" The sloppy man took off his mask and asked.

"Do you know these two people?" Ji Jiulan pinched her nose and walked over, and then lit up the photos of Zheng Li and Tian Sangou.

The sloppy man only glanced at the photo, and when he got on the door of his head, he saw sweat, and his eyes rolled up and down, left and right.

This reaction can be seen even by inexperienced policemen that the sloppy man has a weak heart.

"Speak, do you recognize the two of them!" Ji Jiulan asked again.

The sloppy man shook his head and stepped back, and Ji Jiulan immediately followed up. Suddenly, the sloppy man turned his head and pulled his legs away, but he only ran two steps before Chen Gang caught up. This flat-headed guy is quite powerful, he kicked the sloppy man to the ground with a flying foot, and then went up and twisted the sloppy man's arm behind his back, pressed it against his knees, and then handcuffed him.

After being handcuffed, the sloppy man immediately pulled his head down, without half an argument or any intention of resisting.

Ji Jiulan didn't forget to open the courtyard door and take a look inside, then turned back to me and said, "That's it, it's not bad at all." "

In the afternoon, Ji Jiulan escorted the sloppy man to the county public security bureau and interrogated him there.

The sloppy man, Wang Bing, 47, began working in a black workshop in the wasteland outside the village ten years ago, refining oil from animal carcasses, and hired Tian Sangou, a bachelor from the same village, as a helper.

Half a year ago, Wang Bing and Tian Sangou met Zheng Li on the Internet, and the two lied that they were working in a factory, and that there was a strange fragrance in the factory. Zheng Li was very interested in corpse incense konjac, so she went to Wudao Village with her family on her back, and the two took Zheng Li to the workshop, where they were violent to Zheng Li.

Wang Bing said that he originally wanted to take a few photos and threaten Zheng Li not to call the police, but he didn't expect that after the two took turns to commit violence, Zheng Li actually foamed at the mouth and convulsed, and quickly swallowed his breath. In order to cover up the crime, the two burned Zheng Li's clothes and threw Zheng Li's body into a pot of oil refining and burned to slag.

Although Wang Bing confessed to killing Zheng Li, when Ji Jiulan asked about the perfume, Wang Bing kept silent, his eyes full of fear.

Ji Jiulan didn't press anything else, and after finishing the interrogation, she chose to ask me for advice.

I think Zheng Li's ghost is in those oil refining cauldrons, Wang Bing talks about the color change of perfume, Tian Sangou was killed by ghosts, and there are obviously unsolved mysteries behind those perfume monsters that will make people crazy and peel their skins, and the mystery seems to be on Zheng Li.

So I decided to go to the oil workshop again after dark to see if I could see Zheng Li's ghost. Ji Jiulan decided to go with me, but before that, she planned to go to Wang Bing and Tian Sangou's house first, and she felt that she could find other valuable clues in their home.