Chapter 10: The Down-and-Out Drunk

On the way, the mobile phone rang, and Hu Chen found that it was Lu Xue who sent him a message on WeChat. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hu Chen, how can you be like this, I hate you to death!"

Rubbing his chin, Hu Chen was interested and replied: "What? Hell, I couldn't remember anything yesterday. ”

"Are you too embarrassed to ask me? Why did you say that in the class yesterday, and what did you say to Guo Zhen! Who likes you anymore! Despise! ”

"Beauty, I said this in the class, also to help you, besides, didn't you ask me to help? There is no method to be used. ”

"You, you, you, I'm so angry, shameless and despicable, ignore you."

Just as he was about to reply to the message, Hu Chen noticed the movement, stopped and looked sideways slightly, a ghost leaned on the corner of the wall and fell asleep, with some wine bottles at hand.

This ghost looks like he is in his forties, with a stubble on his face and ragged clothes, and for some reason he is drunk here.

patted the drunkard on the shoulder, and Hu Chen stood with his arms folded.

The drunken man opened his eyes, looked at Hu Chen strangely, and asked, "Can you see me?" You're a yin and yang ghost detective. ”

Anyone who knows about yin and yang ghosts is a ghost who lives in the yang world, such a ghost doesn't need to be exceeded, Hu Chen doesn't reply, he turns around and leaves.

With a sad face, the drunkard hurriedly got up from the ground and shouted, "Lord Ghost Detective, please wait." ”

He was a little puzzled, this ghost detective seemed to be young, but he still chased after him.

Hu Chen turned around, and the drunken man bowed and said, "Lord Ghost Detective, can you do me a favor?" ”

"I only help ghosts who are willing to be exceeded." Hu Chen's face was calm.

Just as he was about to leave, the drunken suddenly shouted, "Lord Ghost Detective, as long as you are willing to help me, I am willing to be exceeded." ”

Hu Chen turned around again, he dreamed of overspending a ghost, and asked calmly: "You want to be exceeded, why do you want to stay in the yang world?" ”

"I'm ......," the drunk swallowed, belatedly.

It turned out that the drunkard died a year ago, and he was unable to have children before his death, and he borrowed alcohol all day to kill his sorrows.

He loved his wife very much, and before he died, he never saw her for the last time.

He wants to see his wife for the last time before he goes over, because the day after tomorrow is his sacrifice day.

"Tell me the address of your home." Hu Chen said.

The drunkard thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I forgot." ”

At this moment, 10,000 grass and mud horses galloped past in Hu Chen's heart, forgot? Forgot how to find it?

Looking down at the time, it was too late to go to school at this time, so he took out his mobile phone and sent Lu Xue a WeChat message.

"Sister, I had an accident on the road, help me ask the teacher for a leave, I'll be there later."

"What's wrong with you?" Lu Xue replied.

Hu Chen snorted and replied, "You care about me so much, do you really like me?" ”

"Who cares about you, hum, love doesn't come."

Looking back at the drunkard, he looked begging, Hu Chen waved his hand and said, "Come with me." ”

Returning home with the drunk, Hu Haiyang, who had just finished eating, was slightly stunned, picked up the feather duster, pointed at Hu Chen, and shouted: "Why don't you go to school, come over to me!" ”

"Third uncle." Hu Chen hurriedly stepped forward, came to Hu Haiyang's side, and said, "He promised me that as long as I help him, let me surpass him, I haven't passed the ghost yet, and I'm about to be assessed." ”

Hu Haiyang looked at the drunkard, then at Hu Chen, put down the feather duster and said, "For your sake, spare you once." ”

"I know that the third uncle is the best." Hu Chen looked happy, carried Hu Haiyang's shoulder, and said, "Third uncle, help me find the address of his house, he forgot it, he wants to see his wife for the last time." ”

Hu Haiyang didn't reply anymore, took out a black pill from the box on the side, handed it to Hu Chen, and said, "After I'm done, hurry up and go to school for me, don't delay my studies, don't study in the future, wait to move the bricks!" ”

Hu Chen looked sluggish, and said in his heart: "It seems that it is very expensive to move bricks now?" ”

The black pill is also a prop, called a memory pill, which can make ghosts who have forgotten things remember things for a short time, and the effect is only for an hour.

"Thank you, Third Uncle." Hu Chen smiled, pinched the pill and handed it to the drunk, and said, "Eat it, take me to your house." ”

After swallowing the pill, the drunken ghost's eyes flashed, and he said in surprise: "I remember everything, Lord Ghost Detective, I'll take you there." ”

"Wait." Just as he was about to leave, Hu Haiyang stopped Hu Chen and handed him a black umbrella.

The black umbrella is called a luni-yang umbrella, and under the luni-yang umbrella, the ghosts will not be eroded by the sun.

"It's still thoughtful from the third uncle." Hu Chen smiled, held an umbrella and left with the drunk.

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The drunken ghost lives in an old community in Ningzhou City.

Just found the drunkard's house, the effect of the memory pill is gone, and the drunkard stands at the door and keeps knocking on the door, but there is no answer.

At this moment, a family on the opposite side opened the door, and an old man walked out tremblingly, looked at Hu Chen, and said in a hoarse voice: "Young man, don't knock on the door, there is no one here." ”

"Uncle Liu, it's me, Uncle Liu." The drunken man shouted hurriedly, and his hands were waved in front of the old man, but the old man could not see at all.

"Grandpa, where has the family gone?" Hu Chen's pretending to be very tender, so that people will not suspect anything.

"You wait." The old man turned around and walked into the house, and when Hu Chen saw that the drunken ghost was going to follow, he said, "Don't go in." ”

After the old man came out, he had an extra note in his hand, on which a foreign number was recorded.

It turned out that after the drunkard died, his wife remarried a Chinese-American, had immigrated to the United States, and left the number with her neighbors when she left.

After the old man left, the drunk couldn't wait and urged Hu Chen to call.

Taking out his mobile phone, Hu Chen tried to dial the number, and soon it was connected.

"Hey, hello, are you Ms. Ning?" Hu Chen asked.

"I am, you are?"

"I'm a friend of Mr. Wang, and the day after tomorrow is his sacrifice day, can you come back to worship him?" Hu Chen looked expectant.

"I'm sorry, I can't go back, toot toot ......"

The phone hung up, Hu Chen was stunned for a moment, and looked back at the drunk, he looked disappointed and stunned.

"Mr. Wang, what do you say?" Hu Chen put down his phone and asked softly.

The drunkard looked lost and sat on the stairs, his head in his hands, and said nothing.

Hu Chen didn't expect Ms. Ning to refuse so simply, he knew that the drunkard's obsession was very deep, if he couldn't complete this matter, the drunkard would not go to the underworld, and the excessive thing would be in vain.

Hu Chen was very unwilling, dialed the phone again, and said with the artistic conception of listening to the radio emotional program: "Ms. Ning, don't you really come back to worship Wang Sheng?" Do you really have no affection for him? ”

"People are gone, what is the relationship, I'm sorry, I really can't go back, don't call anymore."

The phone hung up again, and Hu Chen's heart was furious, thinking to himself why this woman was so ruthless, the drunk had been waiting for her here.

"Ahhh......h

Hu Chen turned his head suddenly, the dissatisfaction in his heart erupted, and he said to the drunkard: "Forget it, your wife doesn't have you in her heart at all." ”

After he finished speaking, the drunkard cried even harder.

Ghost Detective Diary: Between people, most of them are a matter of chips, if the love suddenly stops, it means that the chips in your hand are already pitiful.