The head of the Chuyang Dao was stunned, and said in a loud voice: "This, shouldn't it be to kill people and kill people?" ”

Li Minglang turned around smartly and went downstairs.

The head of the Chuyang Dao had no choice, he was afraid that Cheng Ke would spill the anger of letting go of the ghost cultivator on himself, so he hurriedly ran downstairs with him.

Cheng Ke didn't speak, still looking impatient, I hurriedly took Cheng Ke's hand and said, "Let's go and have a look." ”

"I guess, I won't have time to do anything to see it." Cheng Ke said: "The conjuring spirit is red, which means that there are dead people here." ”

"Dead?" I thought to myself, "Is it Shirley?" ”

Cheng Ke's face was still very dark, and he turned his head to look at the incense case, and I followed his eyes to look over, and I also found that those offerings that looked very fresh just now were rotten and blackened at this time.

Just like the last time, Cheng Ke asked Fei Ge to find an offering fruit for his eldest brother to heal facial sores, last time he said that in this way, it is because of a little ghost stealing incense that the offering fruit will rot in advance.

It seems to be a very bad omen.

"Anyway, we'll have to go check it out." It doesn't matter if he is happy or not, I grabbed Cheng Ke and went out.

Cheng Ke clenched my hand and frowned: "You're not afraid?" ”

"Why should I be afraid?" I looked back at him, "Isn't it you?" ”

Although Cheng Ke still didn't say anything, Ying Ting's brows suddenly relaxed.

When I got to the first floor, I saw Li Minglang and Chuyang Daoist both surrounding the front desk on the first floor, I ran down to take a look, and saw Shirley standing at the front desk, looking at Li Minglang very unhappily: "I said, I don't know anything." This is a beauty salon, you are not a customer, please go out. ”

I looked around and didn't see anyone else, so I quickly asked, "Shirley, what's wrong?" ”

Shirley gave me a cold look, "Is this something you should worry about?" Do your job. ”

I just remembered that I still had that part-time job, and I couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

Li Minglang said patiently: "We, for your good, are ...... in this place."

"The matter of this place has nothing to do with you at all, please, otherwise I will call the police." After saying that, Shirley turned her head and closed her lips tightly, not planning to say anything, let alone taking responsibility for the scream just now.

Li Minglang looked around, didn't see anything, and whispered to the head of the Chuyang Dao: "Senior brother, where is the compass?" ”

The head of the Chuyang Dao was about to take it from his arms, but Cheng Ke pointed to the ceiling with disdain.

I looked up and saw a trail of footprints on the ceiling.

The ceiling is decorated with a snow-white color, those few black footprints, particularly conspicuous, as if left in a hurry, the arch of the foot is missing, a few toes are very heavy, and the distance between steps is not small, like, someone broke away from gravity and ran over the ceiling upside down!

The trail of footprints stretched all the way down the roof, out of the doorway, and vanished.

If that scream was made by Shirley, then I think I know what Shirley saw.

However, she was not going to say.

I'm a little confused, and being scared means that she has nothing to do with strange things, but if she's scared, why do you still want to hide it?

Being able to be a supervisor in this place, I know that it's not a simple person.

Cheng Ke's face was gloomy, staring at Shirley, Li Minglang asked Shirley kindly: "Who opened this beauty salon?" ”

"There's no need to tell you," Shirley's voice was still cold and hard, "You are neither a land tax nor a policeman, we don't need to accept your interrogation, Xiaodong!" ”

"Gollum ......" There was a sound of flushing water from the bathroom in the hall, and Bean Sprouts came out with her pants, rubbing her eyes and asking, "What's wrong?" ”

"Someone is making trouble!" Shirley pointed at Li Minglang and Chuyang Daoist and said, "Get them out." ”

"What, dare to make trouble here?" Bean sprouts pretended to roll up her sleeves: "What's the matter, you want the tiger to pull the beard on his face?" ”

I hurriedly pushed Li Minglang and Chuyang Daoist outside, ostensibly to drive them away, but said in a low voice: "I'll stay here and find a clue to the ghost cultivator, you guys go first, if there is something, I'll call you." ”

Li Minglang tightened his brows and said in a low voice: "You remember, if you have something to tell me, I will be there soon." ”

The head of the Chuyang Dao pursed his lips, shook his head and smacked his lips, as if he was very disappointed in his junior brother.

Pushing the two of them away, Shirley looked at me, "You know them?" ”

"Nope!" I quickly shook my head in denial: "I saw it for the first time today." ”

"You should remember our rules here." Shirley didn't think about the benefits of me helping her out of the siege, but said coldly: "This is not your scope of work, I said, you can't take care of what you shouldn't manage, and if this kind of thing happens again, please leave here." ”

This is the first time I've seen such an unsympathetic supervisor.

Secretly looking at Shirley's toes in the open-toe sandals, there are no black traces, it seems that the owner of this store is merciful to Shirley's men.

Or maybe they're a bunch.

"Got it." I apologized, and only then stepped on the stairs on the second floor, and suddenly the position of the front desk, there was a crisp sound, I turned around, only to see that the human-shaped standing card had been broken for no reason.

It's like, it's like it's been cut off by some sharp blade.

Shirley didn't care about the stand, just stared at me, I knew that this was something that shouldn't be my business, so she picked up her feet and left, while Cheng Ke stood on a high place and looked at the black marks carefully.

"Like......" I said cautiously, "nothing happened." ”

"It's just that you didn't notice it." Cheng Ke said: "Seeing is not necessarily believing. ”

I didn't understand this, so I asked, "But, how many staff members are there!" ”

Cheng Ke didn't answer, just walked upstairs by himself.

"You say, will the ghost keeper come back?" I caught up and asked.

"If you don't want to come back, you have to come back." Cheng Ke said: "Let's stay here first, and I will find clues that belong to him as soon as possible." ”

I nodded, looked around at the brightly lit but empty beauty salon, and asked, "Why do you say that there is nothing else here, but a beauty salon?" ”

"Of course, it's to nurture yin energy." Cheng Ke said: "This used to be a funeral home, if you want to change it, you can't change it to be too outrageous, a person, a room, a bed, can't move, and the business can't be too good, so as not to be yang and bad, except for the guise of a beauty salon, what else can you open?" “

This is also, need a bed, only hotels and beauty salons, if it is a hotel, will come at night, always say full, must be suspicious, beauty salons, just like when we came, it is said to be a membership system, you can turn people away.

Cheng Ke continued: "In order to maintain the dead qi, I have not done any rituals about exorcism, and the land is in the Xuanyin land, so I should want to raise something with human blood when I use this place." ”

I hurriedly asked, "Is it to raise the precursor gwarf figurines?" ”

"The first dwarf figurines don't need to raise pubic lice, just have incense for shoes," Cheng Ke said: "The blood of the staff should be sucked with pubic lice to raise more important things." ”

"I see." I nodded, and I understood, that thing should still be in the beauty salon, so the ghost keeper will still come back. ”

Cheng Ke twisted his brows: "It's just that I still can't see where that thing is." ”

"I don't know what it is," I thought for a moment, "It should be a very important thing to hire a high-paying staff to donate blood, right?" ”

"It's not good to say, the ghost cultivator's ghost raising technique, every genre is different." Cheng Ke said: "The one raised with human blood is estimated to be from the Xichuan faction. ”

"Luo Bai, their faction?" I came to the spirit: "Sure enough, it has something to do with Ah Jiu." ”

"The ghost cultivators in Xichuan are generally fierce, which is not the same as those in Tanshen Town." Cheng Ke said: "It has always been a state of restraining each other and looking down on each other, that Luo Bai and Ah Jiu are mixed together, either they are forced to be helpless, or they have ulterior motives. ”

I look at it, and the latter is more likely.

"Let's go and see what kind of charm is under Lucas's bed." Cheng Ke said as he followed me up to the third floor.

"Master, master, how's it going?" Lucas saw us go up to the third floor with two eyes on us.

"You take us over and look at those yellow runes." Cheng Ke said.

"Okay." Lucas quickly opened a door and led us in, neatly opening a bed, but under the bed, it was full of yellow charms.

No wonder, everyone calls the scribbled handwriting ghost drawing symbols, and the things on these runes are really unknown, so I can't see what they mean at all.

Cheng Ke saw the spell clearly, turned his head to Lucas and said, "You guys finish the night shift every night, what time do you usually go to bed?" ”

"Closes at 5 a.m.," says Lucas, "I usually sleep until the afternoon." What are you going to do? Then I'll sleep in another place, don't worry, master, there are no guests anyway, you can do as you like. ”

With that, he went out.

After a while, in the quiet hallway, there was the sound of something rolling.

"Knock ......"

It was as if it had rolled down the stairs, and it made a crashing sound.

"Knock...... Knock ......" and there was an occasional sound, and the sound came in a steady stream.

"What's that......" I opened the door and saw a strange figure appear in the hallway.

It wasn't something that rolled to the ground, but the figure, who took a step, fell to his knees and kowtowed heavily.

"Huh?" I looked at the curled figure in a daze: "What is he doing?" ”