Volume 2 Tibetan Adventures Chapter 095 The beauty smiled and took out the knife

In folk funeral customs, there is a big taboo, that is, tears must not drip on the skin of the corpse, otherwise the soul of the dead will be "reluctant to leave". This custom, whether it is a warlock or a funeral line, is quite exquisite, and the staff of the funeral home knows about it.

"The people in the funeral home have already told the family of the deceased this taboo, but when they were sad, their parents saw the deceased's face up close, and remembered her voice and smile before her death, where could they still control it." Uncle Li sighed sadly, "After persuading the family of the deceased, the cremation began. At that time, after the body was sent to the crematorium and the iron gate was closed, I suddenly heard shouts inside. I was so scared that a few wisps of urine flowed out, I had never encountered this kind of thing in my life, and it was possible that the woman was not dead. But it was too late, the crematorium had been ignited, and the iron gate must not be opened at this time, the temperature was too high, it was very dangerous, and even if the gate was opened, the person could not be saved, and it would have been curled up long ago. ”

"I suddenly remembered that in the countryside, I often encounter people who have died and suddenly come back to life, and the old Chinese medicine doctors say that it is fake death, but in fact they are in a deep coma, and their breath and pulse are very weak. But when I thought about it, if the woman hadn't died, how could she have the smell of stiff flesh all over her body? I almost collapsed and slumped on the floor. ”

"And then?" Sister Meng asked.

"After the cremation, I steadied myself and started the machine to bring out the metal plate, and the body had already been burned to brittle ashes. I looked inside, and suddenly gasped twice, cold sweat flowed down my spine, and I saw scratches on the wall of the furnace inside, and it seemed that there were more than one person's paw prints, and it seemed that there were many people. ”

Uncle Li was talking and shivering, and the night wind was blowing and shivering.

Who are Xu Qian and Sister Meng, they are the descendants of Yuling who control the taboos of gods and ghosts in the world, the gods and ghosts contract people have been in charge of the taboos in the world since ancient times, and all the weirdness that Uncle Li said, if it is someone else, they may still be able to bluff, but in their ears, it is just a pediatric joke.

But they also listened carefully, there is a cause and effect for the opposite, "there must be a cause for nothing", what happened to Uncle Li may have a greater involvement behind it.

"I didn't expect such a weird thing." Xu Qian deliberately pretended to be frightened and asked, "What about later?" ”

"After that, I didn't work in the crematorium anymore. Later, I found a job in Shenliao Community to watch the gate. ”

"But uncle, what does that female corpse have to do with the death of Qin Ye and his wife?" Sister Meng asked.

"Alas, you are on the point, how do you know, that female corpse lived at No. 33 Shenliao Road before her death." As soon as Uncle Li's words came out, Sister Meng and Xu Qian glanced at each other, and finally found the clue to the problem.

"I see."

"At first, I didn't know it, until one day, Xiao Qin said to me in a trance that the dead bodies in the crematorium had returned, and I realized that something was wrong. Within a few days, Xiao Qin died. The residents of No. 33 moved away after the woman's body was cremated. By the time I arrived, the residents had already been moving. ”

"But, didn't you say that No. 33 Liaoshen Road was haunted? Could it be this female corpse? ”

"Alas, things are not that simple, after Xiao Qin's death, I went to the ghost downstairs every night to burn incense wax money paper, kowtow to the ghost of the female corpse, and begged her to rest in peace, and since then, she has never returned. But, but ...... Tonight, she's back again, why...... O iniquity! O iniquity! Uncle Li thumped his chest.

"Sister Meng, what do you think?" Xu Qian asked.

"This matter probably has eyebrows, if the person lying in the hospital is Qin Ye himself, then the person who died back then should be his tanuki for the prince's strategy, Qin Ye and Jin Xi have an extraordinary relationship, so it is very likely that the whole thing was planned by Jin Xi. In order to achieve the goal of No. 33 becoming a ghost building. ”

"But No. 33 Liaoshen Road is not only a supernatural event."

"That means that Jin Xi's accomplice is not only Qin Ye." Sister Meng smiled, "Aren't there two more upstairs and opposite?" In addition to them, there must be other people, for example, there is a question that can't be explained, since Qin Ye died a year ago, how did he continue to live for a year with this identity? ”

Xu Qian nodded thoughtfully and said, "In addition, there is one thing that is also very strange, that is, there is a big problem with the design and structure of this building. If you look at it from an outsider, you may not be able to see the clues, but if you follow the feng shui pattern, this place is very much like a formation. ”

"You see that, too?" Sister Meng nodded and agreed, "I've been thinking about why Jin Xi chose here for the past few days, it turns out that there is a reason. ”

"Do you suspect that this person who arranged the feng shui formation is related to Jin Xi?"

"It is very likely that this person has completed this plan for Jin Xi in a sense."

The lights are muddy, like a public toilet in an old alley, dim.

The wind was very cold this night, making the doors and windows in the dark building crackle, and the curtains fluttered wildly.

"In this way, in fact, our direction is already clear, go back to the starting point of the matter, find the female corpse, won't it be clear at a glance?" Xu Qian analyzed.

"Perhaps, there is no need to check it at all." Sister Meng smiled, "Jin Xi is a smart person, she hides in the dark, and we are in the light, if she doesn't want us to find her, she will definitely cover up the traces, isn't there a saying that is good, want to cover up!" ”

Just then, the door opened.

Sister Meng and Xu Qian turned their heads together and stared at the door.

I saw a cold light shining in, dark and dark, as if there was a cold air around.

A woman walked in, her expression was cold, her eyes were dark, she was wearing a white cheongsam, her hair was dry and messy, and she had an indescribable smell all over her body, some of which looked like the smell of a refrigerator.

"Mori meat!" Uncle Li's words suddenly lingered in his ears.

"White cheongsam, red-soled high heels, forest meat smell!"

"Sister Meng, it seems that what you said is really right, you don't need us to look for it, she came by herself." Xu Qian smiled, "I really want to cover it up!" ”

"I'm sure she doesn't know who we are!"

"That's nature, Tai Sui's head is groundbreaking, it's too much to do!"

At this time, Xu Qian found that there was a bamboo paper figure on the bed frame at some point, with two circles of blush on his dead white face and a white cheongsam.

A very light but ghost-like banter and mockery murmured in the hallway, "Bell! It's one o'clock Beijing time. Clang! It's one o'clock Beijing time, ...... sharp," the gloomy sound of time signaling came out again.

A half-hidden door beside the gloomy hallway resembles the entrance to a midnight morgue. That door was the door of the college student who lived in the opposite household. There was a forest blue in front of me, and the door of the opposite door was opened, and it was pitch black inside.

I saw the woman in a white cheongsam, her head hanging down, her legs stiff and jumping upstairs one step at a time, her hair hanging down and covering her face, holding a black umbrella in her hand.

"Pretending to be a ghost!!"

Xu Qian smiled.

Laughing so beautifully.

At this time, a cold light suddenly appeared.

The beauty will go out with a smile!

The corridor was empty, only the wind was cold.

The female corpse was illuminated by the cold light, and suddenly raised her sleeves, and a filament left her hand, flying away silently, wrapping around Xu Qian's left foot.

Xu Qian deliberately let her wrap it up, but in fact, her left foot had already moved a little horizontally, and it was only glued to her foot, not strong. The corpse of the woman was like a shadow, and pursued it.

At this time, the dagger that had been prepared in Xu Qian's hand suddenly appeared.

The beautiful dagger stabbed the neck and waist of the female corpse from the other side, and Xu Qian secretly thought: "I don't believe you don't dodge!" ”

So, he changed his blade slightly and cut it to the palm of the female corpse.

Unbeknownst to him, the female corpse suddenly accelerated, and her hands conjured up claw shadows in the sky, as if she wanted to fight with Xiu Se.

"Look for death!" Xu Qian struck hard, and the female corpse's wrist was immediately cut open.

Xu Qian found the opportunity and kicked her in the lower abdomen, and the female corpse couldn't help but sting, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

Xu Qian closed the blade and moved horizontally.

The figure of the female corpse flashed, deceived Xu Qian's back, and hurriedly avoided the two swords stabbed by Xu Qian.

Xu Qian quickly retreated.

The female corpse screamed and chased after her at full speed.

Xu Qian didn't hurry, with a coquettish sound, she picked up a thousand sword shadows and greeted her.

The female corpse wanted to enter obediently, but she didn't know that the cold air was coming behind her. I was trembling in my heart, knowing that Sister Meng behind me had already made a move, I thought it was a good opportunity, but I didn't know that I had fallen into the attack.

The two women screamed in unison, striking left and right, forming a sword net, towards the woman's corpse.

Sister Meng's dagger was drawn on the right shoulder of the female corpse, which was several bones deep, and Xu Qian also rubbed it on her right waist, removing a layer of skin.

In an instant, the female corpse was already left and right.

The three of them were separated at first, and the female corpse reluctantly moved to Xu Qian's right back, and pointed at Xu Qian's vest with her backhand.

"Look for death!" She never thought that Xu Qian had already put her hand, the dagger had already passed out from under her armpit, and the hand of the female corpse had already retracted before it grabbed Xu Qian's shoulder.

She probably couldn't have imagined that Xu Qian and Sister Meng would be so harmful. Sister Meng screamed angrily, twisted her body, grabbed the shoulder of the female corpse, and used her five fingers to exert her strength. The female corpse didn't expect that Sister Meng would focus all the attacks on her, so she had no choice but to pounce forward.

Respond to the enemy in a hurry, and judge the strength and weakness.

Xu Qian and Sister Meng cooperated tacitly, and the moment the female corpse fell forward, the dagger rested firmly on her neck.

"Just take it, or you'll really die!"

"You don't really want to be a corpse, do you?"

That's when it happened.

The chime rustles "Bell!" Right now... Be... Beijing time... A little ......"

Xu Qian hesitated for a moment, and the female corpse suddenly jumped up, although Xu Qian had already used all her strength to draw the knife, but the female corpse seemed to be fearless, and her neck was grazed by the knife, leaving a long blood mark.

"You ......"

Xu Qian was also a little unexpected when she saw this, and in order to kill her, the female corpse jumped over.

"Chase!" Sister Meng didn't hesitate for a second, and chased after her directly.

I saw the female corpse flash and disappear into the corridor. Only the door on the other side was still open. Xu Qian and Sister Meng walked in to take a look, but saw that Huang Wei was hanging on the ceiling hook, stiff, and had been dead for a long time, the night breeze was blowing outside the window, and the corpse was wandering leisurely, and the night reflected his miserable white dead face, with a long tongue hanging at the corner of his mouth.