I sat on the police and asked Officer Shi nonchalantly, "How many years are you going to sentence me?" ”

Officer Shi smiled: "Brother Zhao, you don't understand the law." We police only arrest people, and as for betraying you for a few years, that's the court's business. ”

I waved my hand and said, "Don't go around the bush with me." Just say it, you estimate how many years I'll have to be sentenced? ”

Officer Shi thought for a while and said, "Actually, you haven't committed anything, if you are reluctant to be convicted, it is estimated that it is to promote feudal superstition or something, just criticize and educate." ”

Mr. Lu said on the side: "Ours is not a feudal superstition. ”

Officer Shi smiled and said, "I know." It's just that we can't say that on the surface. Privately, I have a lot of respect for you two. ”

After a while, the convoy was already on the path. The news of Director Liu's death at the gas station has reached the city leaders. So the road continues to be sealed.

After the convoy drove in, the roadside was quiet, a bit like the atmosphere of last night. Stunned.

I asked, "Mr. Lu, do you say that the people and cars we saw last night were ghosts who died here?" ”

Mr. Lu nodded and said, "You can't be wrong." Their souls were all controlled by the woman in red. Whatever the woman wants you to see, the spirits will do as she tells them. ”

I said strangely, "But, aren't all their souls already drawn on paper?" ”

Mr. Lu said: "This is the cleverness of the woman in red. She must be well versed in this skill, so she can drive the soul in the painting as she pleases. It is because of this that I believe that she can save Xue Qian. ”

I nodded: "I hope you can influence that woman and let her do it." ”

When I said this, I suddenly remembered something and asked Mr. Lu, "Did I bring my big knife?" ”

Mr. Lu waved his hand and said, "Look at what you said, we are asking someone to do something." How can you carry a knife? ”

I thought to myself, "If things go wrong, I don't have to go back." ”

At this time, the police car in front suddenly stopped.

Officer Shi walked down and asked, "What's going on?" ”

Soon, someone replied, "A little further down is the gas station." The brothers were a little frightened and did not dare to move forward. After all, there were too many car accidents in that place. ”

Officer Shi said angrily: "What are you afraid of? Sunny and dayless. What's more, we still have two masters in the car, can't we save your lives? ”

The man in front said yes, and the convoy continued to move forward.

After a while, the policemen stopped at the gate of the gas station, and two policemen opened my handcuffs and said, "You are in the wilderness here, and the leaders can't see you." You don't have to be handcuffed. ”

When I got out of the car, I found that the Public Security Bureau had dispatched four vehicles. Lined up at the entrance of the gas station.

I saw that in another car, Secretary Wang was also helped down, he was no better than me, and he was still handcuffed on his wrists.

Secretary Wang smiled miserably at me and said, "Brother Zhao, I can't stand you." ”

I waved my hand and said, "Let's get down to business first." ”

When the Public Security Bureau interrogated us, Secretary Wang was able to tell the truth and take the matter on himself. I've already made him look up to me. After all, he can use all kinds of connections to make me a substitute for the dead. If he doesn't do this, he can be regarded as atoning for his sins.

I just want to save Xue Qian now, everyone is happy, it's the best.

Officer Shi came over and said respectfully to Mr. Lu, "Mr. Lu, please." ”

I saw the policemen standing sparsely by the doorway, as if they were standing guard. Looking at it this way, it seems that Mr. Lu has a big face, but in fact, we all know what's going on, and these people don't dare to go in.

Mr. Lu was also very cautious, he first probed his brain and looked inside, and then slowly walked in. The police in the back took me and rushed in.

It was the same as last night, there were pieces of paper scattered everywhere, and Director Liu was lying in the middle of the room.

Mr. Lu said: "Move the body, don't be stunned." ”

The policemen wore white gloves, took pictures and collected evidence, and worked for a while before lifting the body.

Suddenly, I heard a bang, and the door slammed shut.

Mr. Lu shouted violently: "It's not good, retreat." ”

However, before we could open the door of the gas station, the car parked outside suddenly moved. It rushed straight at it and slammed into the doorway, blocking it.

Meanwhile, the wind was blowing outside. The wind penetrated into the room, scraping scraps of paper on the table.

The policemen looked at Mr. Lu in a panic and shouted, "What now?" ”

Mr. Lu waved his hand and said, "Everyone stand in the corner and leave the center of the room empty." ”

We stood in a hurry, leaving Mr. Lu alone, standing alone in the middle of the room.

At this time, I could already clearly feel that the yin qi in the room was very heavy, and it was not much worse than last night.

Mr. Lu turned his head, suddenly glanced at me, smiled bitterly, and said: "Zhao Mang, some powerful ghosts, entrenched in a certain place for many years, can change a small range of yin and yang after controlling countless unjust souls. Now we are in this situation, although it is daytime, but the yin qi is not lost at night. ”

I saw that he was rambling, and I couldn't help but say, "Can you quickly find a way to save your life?" ”

Mr. Lu nodded, then slowly crossed his legs and sat on the ground.

At this time, the sky outside was overcast, and the inside of the house seemed to be evening. The light became very poor.

Mr. Lu sat on the ground for a while, and suddenly, a policeman pointed to the wall and said, "There is a man there." ”

When I looked up, there was only a faint silhouette on the wall, not even a shadow, just barely a human figure.

After this figure appeared, Mr. Lu immediately couldn't sit still. He slowly stood up and paced back and forth in the room.

I saw Mr. Lu's face covered with bruises, and beads of sweat falling down one by one. It was as if he was under some kind of pressure.

After a while, I saw him nodding his head and muttering to himself. It's like you're talking to someone.

After a while, Mr. Lu slowly walked to the wall, put his middle finger into his mouth, and bit it.

Then he trembled over to the wall and drew two lines on it with his hands.

Just a few simple strokes have already outlined his appearance.

I was in a hurry and shouted, "It's not good, Mr. Lu is painting the soul." ”

I pushed the police officer next to me and rushed over.

However, Mr. Lu suddenly stopped. He turned his head and said with an extremely pale face: "Zhao Mang, it's okay. I'm fine. ”

Then, he turned around and arched his hand against the wall.

After doing this, the wind outside suddenly stopped. The sky also brightened in a matter of seconds. And the phantom on the wall also disappeared. Only the few strokes that Mr. Lu had just drawn remained.

Mr. Lu's body shook twice, and then he was about to fall, when two policemen hurriedly ran over and held him up.

Mr. Lu slowly sat on the ground, slowed down for a while, and then opened his eyes and said, "It's okay, we're safe for the time being." ”

I pointed to the painting on the wall and said, "Did you just draw a soul?" ”

Mr. Lu nodded and said, "It's a contract." The woman in red didn't believe me, and she had to draw my soul on the wall before she could let us go. Now I am incomplete, and I am very weak. ”

I whispered in his ear, "You can't beat her?" ”

Mr. Lu thought for a while and said, "That's not necessarily, if I fight alone, she is naturally not my opponent." But the point is that she has accused a lot of unjust souls. This is a bit trickier. ”

Then, he closed his eyes slightly and said, "What's more, her background is not small, and we can't provoke her." ”

I was surprised and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

Mr. Lu smiled and said, "Do you remember that picture of the Buddha preaching the scriptures?" ”

I nodded and said, "Yes." When the ghost goddess wanted to blow out my candles, didn't you hide my three life lamps in them? ”

When I said this, it suddenly occurred to me that the painting here and the picture of the Buddha's lectures seem to be the same school, and the technique and structure are very similar. Is there any origin?