Chen Shikang nervously paced back and forth outside the bedroom, and as soon as he saw me coming out, he immediately greeted me and asked, "Master, how is it?" Did you catch a ghost?

I nodded and replied, "You've already caught it."

You mean there's somewhere else? Chen Shikang asked with a frown.

Of course. The tree has roots, the ghost has a source, the ghost in your house is just a collection of resentment, if the problem is not completely solved from the source, the resentment that has been dispersed today will gather again, and after a while it will turn into a ghost to harass you again. I explained.

Source? Could it really be Song Ran? This is the model I mentioned to you earlier.

Did you say you liked her long hair? I asked.

Chen Shikang's eyes widened suddenly, and he nodded vigorously while replying: Yes! Said! I really like her hair, it's so beautiful, it's like those shampoo commercials on TV, I've said I love her hair, and more than once!

Do you have a picture of her?

All the ones in the phone have been deleted. But she's a model, and she has a photo on Weibo, so I'm going to show it to you now.

After speaking, Chen Shikang immediately took out his mobile phone to surf the Internet, and after a while, he found a photo of the model, which was still a close-up of the face.

I took the phone from Chen Shikang's hand and looked at it carefully. The woman in the photo looks very glamorous and sexy with makeup, and with long black and silky hair, it is indeed enough to attract the attention of men. I carefully recalled the woman's head that I had just pulled out from under the bed, and although the face was a little distorted, the general outline could still be distinguished, and it did feel seventy percent similar to the woman in the photo.

I guess it should be her.,Just now when I was catching ghosts, I kept listening to her talk.,She said you like her hair.,It seems that she has a deep grudge against you.。

Chen Shikang couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and then stammered and asked: So, Song Ran, is she dead?

The possibilities are high! I nodded, do you know her address?

I rented her house in the city until the end of the year, and if she hadn't moved out, she would have been able to find her there! Chen Shikang replied.

Do you have the key to that house?

No, I threw the keys to her when I broke up with her, I just didn't want to have anything to do with her anymore.

Forget it, it doesn't matter, take me to her house now.

Am I going to go too? Chen Shikang asked in surprise, as if he was afraid.

I nodded, and then explained: She is complaining about you, if you don't follow, she probably won't show up at all, and you must be present to get rid of her resentment. You don't want to be harassed by some mess every once in a while, right? The ghost can't hide even if you move.

Chen Shikang immediately shook his head into a rattle, it seemed that he had already made a decision.

Half an hour later, Chen Shikang and I arrived outside the house he rented for Song Ran. Before leaving, Chen Shikang made a special call to Song Ran, and he had not called that number since he fell out with Song Ran last month. However, Song Ran's mobile phone has been shut down, and this result also allows me to further confirm that Song Ran had an accident.

Chen Shikang knocked on the door and shouted Song Ran's name, but no one in the house responded.

I motioned for Chen Shikang not to knock, and then I took out a key holder from my treasure bag, and then took out four universal keys from it and tried them on the door lock one by one. The door lock was opened on the third attempt, and I put on my gloves and gently pushed the door open and entered the house.

The light switch was on the wall next to the door, I turned on the light, the room was normal, there was no yin, the furniture, tables and chairs were neat, but the floor and table were covered with a layer of dust, it seemed that no one had come in for a long time.

I took a brief walk around the room and went out of my way to look at the closet.

The wardrobe was empty, and there was nothing related to Song Ran in the house, and it was obvious that she had moved out.

Do you have a phone number from her friends or family? I asked Chen Shikang.

Chen Shikang frowned and shook his head and said: I only know that her hometown is from Songxiang County, as if her mother works in an insurance company in Songxiang. By the way, I bought an insurance policy from her mother, and I may be able to contact Song Ran's mother through the guò insurance company.

Then that's all for today, you go back and contact me, and tell me as soon as you confirm the address of Song Ran's house. I commanded.

That's no problem! Chen Shikang agreed very happily, after that, master, are you going to go to Songxiang?

Well, this one has to be a trip.

Do I have to come with you?

Of course, it's best if you go, and of course, if you're really scared, forget it. I say.

Chen Shikang was obviously a little hesitant, but after some psychological struggle, he still made up his mind and said: I'll go with you, I still have to know what happened to her! And I don't want to be haunted by ghosts all the time, which is kind of scary.

At 9 o'clock in the morning the next day, Chen Shikang's phone called, and after several twists and turns, he finally arrived at the address of Song Ran's hometown, and he and I immediately set off to Songxiang County.

When we arrived at the county seat, we inquired while walking, and soon we found Song Ran's home in the back of the non-staple food store on Xingfu Road.

Her family lived in a bungalow, the courtyard door outside was tightly closed, and all the windows of the bungalow were papier-mâché from the inside.

I shook the iron gate outside the yard vigorously and shouted towards the bungalow: Is anyone home? I'm a friend of Song Ran, and I haven't been able to contact her recently, so I'll come over and take a look. Is Song Ran at home?

I shouted at the door for ten minutes, and there was no movement in the room, but I called out an old lady who lived next to me. The old lady poked her head out and looked at me strangely, as if she wanted to say something but did not dare to speak.

I asked Chen Shikang to continue shouting at the door of Song Ran's house, while I went to talk to the old lady in the next room.

When the old lady saw me go to her, she also came out, and mysteriously put her hands to her lips and said to me, "Go away, there is something wrong with their whole family."

What's wrong? I asked in a whisper.

Their family throws their hair out every morning, a big bag and a big bag, where do normal people get so much hair? Also, the faces of the people in their family are not good-looking, they are all green, and they look like dead people, and my son told me to move out quickly, so I advise you to leave quickly.

As soon as the old lady finished speaking, the door of Song Ran's house next door suddenly opened, and a man in his 50s walked out of the house and kept glaring at the old lady who was talking to me.

The old lady shrank in fright, then turned around and ran back to her house and slammed the door shut.

I looked at the middle-aged man.

As the old lady described, the man did not look very good, his cheekbones were protruding, his cheeks were sunken inward, there were heavy dark circles around his eyes, it looked like he hadn't slept well for a long time, and most importantly, he had yin qi hanging around him, and those yin qi danced wildly on him like countless hairs.

The middle-aged man walked to the door step by step, and then looked at Chen Shikang with numb eyes and asked: Who are you?

Chen Shikang didn't answer, he took a step back and looked at me nervously, obviously frightened by the strange appearance of this middle-aged man.

I reached out and felt a ghost-suppressing talisman from my jacket pocket, and then recited the Eight Yang Mantra as I walked towards the middle-aged man. And just as I was about to paste the ghost charm on the door of the middle-aged man's head, the door of the house behind him suddenly opened, and a middle-aged woman and a teenage boy appeared from the door, their faces were green, their eyes were dark, their bodies were shrouded in a thick ghostly aura, and there were two strands of hair as thick as hemp rope wrapped around the necks of these two people!

Seeing this situation, I quickly put away the ghost talisman, and the meaning that the other party wanted to convey was already very clear, if I did something to this middle-aged man, the woman and boy at the door would die.

The ghost is clearly threatening me!