A few days later, Mr. Ren said that the sound of someone fighting in his home was gone, and I congratulated him and said that you can sleep peacefully in the future. But in order to nourish the body, it is best to eat more things such as sea cucumbers and oysters that nourish the kidneys. Ghost sex is not as good as the kind of intercourse of living people, ghost sex consumes yang energy, and in the long run, people will definitely be sucked out of yang energy by ghosts and die. You are now suffering from severe kidney yang deficiency, and you need to make up for it.

Mr. Ren is very grateful to me, in order to express his gratitude. Let me sit in his shop and give me a gun model. Although this thing can't be brought back to Shenyang, who doesn't want the things given for nothing, let alone the things I like. Men are naturally obsessed with things like cars, guns, and watches, and I was no exception, so I went.

In his shop, I was dumbfounded, this is really a gun arsenal, there are nearly 100 kinds of long and short gun models, neatly stacked on the wall, and people are greedy to see. Under Mr. Ren's introduction, I took it down and played one by one, and finally Mr. Ren asked me to choose one of the firearms with a price of less than 2,000 Hong Kong dollars, which was considered a gift to me.

"How embarrassing is that?" I politely picked out an American S&W's automatic pistol. This gun often appears in American dramas and movies, and it is a model that both the CIA and FBI like to use, and it is particularly cool to hold in the hand, and the size is not large, which is more suitable for my small palm. There is a battery in the grip for automatic burst and unchambering. Coupled with a special copper bullet case, it flew out when it was fired, and fell to the ground with a clanging sound, which was handsome.

The more I like it, the more frustrated I become, and I can't bring it back to Shenyang, how can I pretend to be B for others to see? In return, I invited Mr. Ren to dinner at a nearby restaurant, and during the dinner, I told him: "If you encounter any suspicious people or things recently, you must be more careful, and if you really don't understand, call me and ask." ”

Mr. Ren asked if there would be any accidents, and I said, "I don't know, but the red envelope you picked up earlier is very suspicious, I hope it was a coincidence and an accident." ”

"If it really has something to do with that red envelope, it must be an accident." Mr. Ren said, "You think, I picked it up on the ground, and no one will put it on the road and wait for me to pick it up, right?" I'm just a businessman who runs a small shop, I don't make a lot of money, and I don't have any enemies, and there are more than a dozen gun mold shops on this street, each of which has more goods than mine, and there is no competition from anyone. ”

I thought to myself, too, but admonished him anyway. At this time, Mr. Ren said: "By the way, there is something I don't know if it's a strange thing, my house was burglarized last night, but I didn't lose anything." ”

I asked, "Something is being turned over." But didn't lose anything? ”

Mr. Ren shook his head: "There is no sign of things being messed up, although there is no cash and jewelry at home, I still found more expensive things, such as cameras, game consoles and dozens of gun models, these things are all there." "That's a strange thing. I ask how you know it's stolen. Mr. Ren said that he is a very cautious person, because he lives alone, so every day when he goes out, he will clip a thin gray nylon thread above the door frame. It's about the same thickness as a hair. When he went home at night to open the door, he took the line off again ◎ When he came home late, he found that the gray line fell on the ground, and it was not broken, indicating that the door had been opened.

"There is such a thing...... Are you sure you didn't lose anything? I asked. Mr. Ren affirmed, nothing was lost, whether it was valuable or not.

I thought for a long time and asked, "Didn't lose anything, didn't have anything more?" ”

Mr. Ren smiled: "How can a thief not steal things, but send me things." I smiled and shook my head, saying that maybe the thief didn't notice the cash and wasn't interested in anything else.

A few days later, at two o'clock in the morning, I was already asleep and received a call from Mr. Ren, who said, "Mr. Tian, Mr. Tian, I dreamed of that woman again just now, smiled at me and said, now we can be together again." Then he stripped naked and climbed into bed, and I ...... ...... with me."

"You're again?" Half of my sleepiness was gone.

Mr. Ren's voice was crying: "Yes, I just woke up and was covered in cold sweat!" "I asked him to spend the night first. More on that tomorrow.

When I woke up the next day, I was brushing my teeth and thinking about Mr. Ren's incident, and the ghost sex happened after Mr. Ren's house was burglarized, is there any connection between the two? Text Mr. Ren and say I can go to his house and have a look. According to the address to which Mr. Ren replied. I took a taxi to his house, not far from the toy store, which was also an old-style apartment, similar to the house of Mr. Huang, who I had taken over for soft rice.

He opened the door to me, his face visibly tired, and his house was in a mess, with a lot of gun molds with packaging, hundreds of firearms magazines, and a lot of CDs. Mr. Ren was wearing only tank tops and shorts, and I asked if I had heard any fights in the house in the past few days. He said no. I asked him to take out the soul, and when Mr. Ren handed it to me, I felt that something was not right.

This soul is buckled in an acrylic shell, and the border is sterling silver and blue, which is particularly beautiful. But there was a little more light yellow liquid in it, not much, about one-tenth of the capacity of the shell. Looking closely at the various angles of the card, I found that there were obvious scratches on the edges, as if it had been pried by a sharp knife, and traces of glue could be seen.

I pulled out the necklace of the five poisonous oils. When I checked next to the Buddha card, I found that the color of the oil had darkened. This is absolutely not normal, Soul Courage is a typical legal card, there is no yin material, and it is impossible to change color.

"Where does the oil come from? Did you get it yourself? I asked Mr. Ren. He looked at the amulet card suspiciously. It's strange, I don't think I saw oil in it before, where did this come from? I asked him to get a knife, pry the acrylic shell open halfway, and sniff it closer. The disgusting smell was all too familiar, corpse oil.

"How so?" I said to myself. Mr. Ren asked what was wrong, and I said whether you had shown this Buddha card to anyone, or who had lent it to wear.

Mr. Ren said: "No, I put this thing at home to worship, and there are very few friends at home, and no one has ever touched it." "I thought to myself, this is strange, how can there be corpse oil in it? Since Mr. Ren has never touched the Buddha card, who can it be? I think of Mr. Ren's house a few days ago. But I didn't lose anything, but the Buddha card was tampered with, I glued the shell of the soul brave again, asked Mr. Ren to put it outside the door first, and then used the five poisonous oil to test everywhere in the bedroom and living room.

When the position of the head of the bed was measured, the five poisonous oils became deeper. I immediately remembered that Fang had just been hacked by Sister Jiang before, and hurriedly turned out the bedding, pillow and mattress on the bed to check carefully, and when he lifted the mattress, Mr. Ren asked in surprise: "What is this?" "There was a red envelope on the top of the bed.

He reached out to get it, but I stopped him. I picked it up slowly. Open the red envelope, open it downward, and pour out the contents of it. There are two photos, a few pieces of white shredded cotton, a few locks of hair and a piece of yellow paper, on which are written: "Lu Xiuzhen (I can't remember the original name, I made up one casually), female, born in XX year, XX month, XX day, died in XX year, XX month, XX day, unmarried virgin, yellow flower girl, want to match Langjun, those who are destined." ”

Mr. Ren looked at the words on the paper: "This, what does this mean?" "Looking at the back of the yellow paper, there are a lot of zigzag symbols, which I can't read, and two red thumb prints. Pick up those two pictures again. The above is a woman in her twenties and thirties, very ordinary-looking, but relatively fat, tall and large, and dressed in a rustic manner.

At this time, Mr. Ren pointed to the photo: "It's her." That's her! ”

"Who is it? Do you know her? I asked. Mr. Ren said that the red envelope he picked up last time also had a photo in it, and he looked at it twice and threw it away, but the woman in the photo was this woman, and he couldn't be wrong.

I took pictures of each of these things with my phone. Then put it in the red envelope, first send the photo to Fang Gang, Lao Xie and Azan Nangya's mobile phones by MMS, and sat in the chair, staring at Mr. Ren's face. looked at Mr. Ren straight hair: "You, why are you looking at me like this?" ”