Da Liu's face suddenly changed, and he asked in a trembling voice: What did you say?

Xie Ling waved his hand: Everyone go out first, this room can't be stupid. He pointed to Da Liu: You are now terminally ill, your whole body is poisoned, and if you don't save each other, I'm afraid you won't be able to save you in the future.

Da Liu's legs were weak, and he knew best what the condition of his body was, and he said with a crying voice: I have been having diarrhea for the past two days, coughing and bloodshots

Let's get out there. Xie Ling waved his hand: I'll figure it out.

I swallowed my saliva and followed them out, and the bell stopped me: Don't go.

The others were kicked out of the door, and the bell unlocked the outer door, and went straight to the back room to look inside. I saw that his face was not good, and asked cautiously: How is my sister?

He didn't speak, he looked back at me.

He glanced up and down, and looked at me hairy, and I barely managed to squeeze out a smile: What do you see?

Who's that guy behind you? He said suddenly.

When he said this, my scalp exploded, and my hair stood on end. The lights in the room were already dim, and the face of the bell was blurry and very gloomy. I swallowed, goosebumps on my back, and I really felt like there was someone standing behind me.

Xie Ling stretched out his hand, stroked my shoulder, and asked softly: Have you been to any special place recently?

I stumbled and said, "No, it's just that the rental house and the unit are on both sides."

I remember the last time we met, it didn't seem to leave a phone number, how did you have my phone number? He changed the subject, and his thinking really jumped.

I always felt that there seemed to be an undercurrent surging behind me, and the whole nerve tensed, saying: Behind me

With me here, you don't have to be afraid, let's talk about the phone first. Xie Ling said.

I said that I had a college classmate named Copper Lock, and he sued me. Xie Ling nodded and smiled: This kid.

He stood in front of the door of the inner room and said to me, "Your sister is stuck, that is, she is entangled by an unjust spirit, and she has to be overdone." But now the most troublesome thing is, he looks at me: it's you! You're also entangled in something unclean!

When he said that, I almost fell to my knees. To be honest, I don't believe in these things, but at this time, the atmosphere is so treacherous, and Xie Ling has a kind of stable bearing on him, so he can't help but believe it.

I was speechless.

He looked at Luo Xiaomi, who was bound all over his body and fell unconscious on the bed, and said: She is your own sister?

I hurriedly said: We have four brothers, I am the third, and there are two older brothers above, this is my little sister.

It's too rare for someone of our age to have such a large number of people in the family, and your parents don't have family planning? He asked.

I'm about to get into the house, and he still talks about these things, but I don't dare to offend him, so I have to say: My family is in the countryside, my parents like children, it seems that I found a relationship or paid a fine at that time, I don't know very well, anyway, there are our brothers and sisters. It's good to have more brothers, and they have a foil for each other.

Xie Ling kept looking at my sister with a blank expression, and I don't know if he listened.

He patted me and muttered for a moment: something is not quite right, this house is very gloomy, let's go out and talk.

When he came outside, Da Liu almost knelt down for Xie Ling, tears clicked: Master, help me.

Xie Ling looked at him and said: You have been poisoned by the corpse, and the poison has entered the texture. You can be cured, but you will suffer.

Heal, how can anyone not be sinned? It's better to be cured than to die. Corpse poison? I didn't touch the corpse either. Da Liu said.

Xie Ling didn't say anything, and turned his face to look at me: Lao Luo, now tell me about your sister's evil story and don't hide anything.

I also heard what happened to Luo Xiaomi, so it's better to let the person concerned say it. I asked Tong Ya to explain the matter in detail again.

Xie Ling listened very carefully, and when Tong Ya finished speaking, he sighed: You children really don't know the height of the sky, there is an old saying, seeing the corpse is a murderer, and seeing the coffin is a blessing. In the early years, if they bumped into a dead body or a corpse that had not been buried, everyone lowered their heads and hid for fear of getting dirty. You're good, you're still in a hurry to see the excitement.

Tong Ya's eyes were red: I didn't know what to think at the time, I was fascinated, so I had to pull Xiaomi to see it.

This unintentional sentence seemed to touch the bell, and he squinted his eyes thoughtfully.

The little flat head next to him interjected: I know, it must be the soul of the dead blind man attached to Luo Xiaomi.

Xie Ling smiled and didn't say anything, he looked at his watch: You are all scattered, no one should come to this house during this time. Little girl, you leave me the key. Guy, I'll help you pull out the poison tomorrow, have a good rest at night, and wait for my call.

After the confession, he looked back at me: Lao Luo, you are messing with me tonight, he paused: Be mentally prepared.

I made his heart pound and hesitated: The man behind me

There is no hurry. He made a gesture and motioned to stop talking, it was inconvenient now.

Not to mention, Xie Ling has this ability, which can quickly convince people of him. Tong Ya left the key to him, and everyone greeted each other, and they all dispersed.

Xie Ling led me back to the house and locked the door. He turned on the light and pulled over a chair to sit across from me.

The room was dimly lit and quiet, and the atmosphere was a little oppressive and weird.

How sure are you about my sister? I asked.

Xie Ling said: When I first saw your sister, I was 90% sure, but when I saw you, I was less than 30% sure.

Why? What does it have to do with me? My heart was pounding.

Xie Ling said: Is it a coincidence that your sister is stuck in the shadows and ghosts, and you are also being followed by unclean things? There may be a connection here, it's not that simple. There are two things to do now, the first is that you and I will go down and look at the room where the blind man committed suicide; The second thing, you said that your four brothers are all flesh and blood, and I want to see your two brothers. If they're like you and your sister, they're followed by something unclean

What does it mean? I asked in a trembling voice.

Xie Ling didn't speak, frowning and looking out the window. It was late at night, the streets were deserted, and the lone street lamps gave off a dim glow.

He took the necklace he was wearing from his neck. This chain is very simple, with a red silk rope on the top, and a cyan jade plaque on the bottom. I took it in my hand and saw that the jade plaque was made very specially, and it was actually a carved human head.

This jade plaque is only the size of the palm of the hand, but the knife work is superb, and the characters between square inches are realistic. The carving is a man with a delicate face, elegant and graceful, and at first glance he is an ancient handsome son.

This is? I asked.

This person's name is Fei Changfang, and he is the eldest disciple of Tie Guan Li in the Eight Immortals, and he is even higher than Han Zhong's seniority. He is the king of a hundred ghosts, an immortal who is not immortal, and wearing this jade you can ward off evil spirits. Xie Ling said.

I laughed dryly: As for being so strict? That being said, he obediently put the jade pendant around his neck.

I pulled out a pack of cigarettes from my pocket, pulled out one and handed it to Jieling. Xie Ling didn't answer, saying that he never smoked. I had to click on it myself, no one spoke, and I looked at my watch from time to time, as if I was waiting for time, and the atmosphere was a little dull.

I don't know what he's going to do tonight.

At about nine o'clock, he stood up: go, work.

We went out and went straight to the blind man's quarters on the fourth floor. At night, the building lights were dim, and the yellow cordon hung alone in front of the door. Xie Ling gently put his hand on the door and said, "Let's see how good luck is tonight."

As he spoke, he pushed it slowly, and the door creaked open. There was no light in the crack of the door.

How do you know this door is unlocked? I asked.

Tong Ya said that this blind man never locked the door when he was alive, and now that he is dead, no one will come to the murder house.

So what if the police lock it up for fear of destroying the scene? I asked.

Xie Ling smiled: The police are idle, I guess this case has been closed, and there is no difference between committing suicide and losing a bicycle for no reason. Besides, even if the door is locked, I can pry it open.

What the hell are we doing here? I stumbled.

Necromancy.

I oozed a cold sweat and my heart was beating wildly, but I couldn't back down for the sake of my sister, so I had to follow behind Xie Ling.

Xie Ling slowly pushed the door open, there was a black hole inside, he didn't rush in, but pulled me to the side, not to face the door. I didn't know what he wanted to do, but the atmosphere was very weird, so I had to learn from him.

After about three or four minutes, Xie Ling nodded: Okay, let's go in.

What did you just do? I asked cautiously.

He said: There may be a lot of evil in every murderous house, and opening the door and turning to the side is to make way for them to get out. Although it is not a big deal to get stuck in the yin, it is very troublesome to solve.

We got under the cordon and went inside the door, and turned around to cover the door. He didn't rush in, but squatted on the ground to untie the big bag he was carrying and took out two white candles from it. Light it with a lighter, give me one, and solemnly declare that you must take it.

The faint candlelight was lit, and the light was so poor that I could barely make out an idea. The place we walked into was the entrance of the outhouse, the ground was full of footprints, the walls were black, and the greasy layer was greasy.

The most important thing is that it is cold here, and the temperature seems to have dropped a lot compared to outside. The cold air was flowing slowly, like a large freezer hidden in the house.

There is a lot of yin qi here, you be careful, don't leave me. Xie Ling said.

I don't need to say this, I'm sure I won't leave. I've never had an experience like this when I'm so old. Step by step, we walked from the entrance into the room inside. The area where the blind man lived was very small, that is, such a one-bedroom apartment, or the concrete floor could not even be paved with cheap floors, and the four walls were covered with oil smoke stains, which were not good.

There's no kitchen, no cooking utensils, and I can't figure out how all this oily and dirty stuff came from.

The furniture is simple, a double bed, an old-fashioned high and low cabinet, and that's it. There was a pile of newspapers and plastic bags piled up on the cabinet, and people had been dead for several days, and there were a few salted fish in the box that had not been eaten, all of which stinked, and the smell was extremely unpleasant.

The strangest thing is the bed, the quilt is scattered on the bed, and the quilt is actually in the shape of an arched person, as if someone is sleeping with his head covered inside.

I heard Tong Ya say that after the blind man committed suicide, the police put his body on this bed for an autopsy. I took a breath, my hair stood on end, and I peeked at Xie Ling, his face was very gloomy, and he was looking up at the black door frame.