Wu Zhu quickly answered the phone, and I asked him about the things back then.

It turned out that there was indeed a tragedy at the railway station back then.

A girl who had just entered college suffered severe mental torture because she was isolated by her classmates and chose to commit suicide by jumping off the rails at a train station.

It's just that when she jumped, her hair was caught by the edge of the track, her scalp was torn off, and her body was crushed into pieces.

I couldn't help but think of the scene of the braided flower hanging on the edge of the track, lonely and miserable, and I only felt a sense of desolation.

Judging from the girl's behavior, she doesn't want to hurt anyone, but her resentment is entangled in it and will not go away for a long time.

"This beauty is so pathetic."

Ah Dong shook his head as he spoke, and there was no longer fear on his face, replaced by regret and sadness.

"Let's help her."

"Okay, that's what I mean."

The next day, the patrol room blocked the railroad track where the girl had an accident, and I made a phone call with Uncle Chen.

On the phone, Uncle Chen has been teaching me how to transcend the soul and help them turn into reincarnation, and I remember them one by one, I just want to do my little bit for the girls.

I lit incense, drew charms, and summoned the souls of the girls.

Soon, the girl with braids on the front and back appeared in front of us.

She covered her face the whole time, not wanting us to see them.

"It's your ......"

There seemed to be some fear in her voice.

I glanced at Ah Dong, and we both extended our hands to the girl at the same time.

"Hello, we are all willing to be friends with you."

"Don't you dislike me for being ugly?"

"Of course not."

The girl finally took her hand off and took our hand.

Little by little, the hair on her face fell out, revealing her original face.

She was very good-looking, but she had a red birthmark on her face.

"Thank you, my friend."

She smiled, and that smile was like the warm wind of spring.

The girl's soul became clear and turned into a star-like speck.

I grabbed the incense from the furnace and led her soul into samsara.

Looking in the direction in which the girl had disappeared, Ah Dong and I both smiled with relief.

After Tang Feng knew about this, he immediately sent me a lockbox of money, I didn't count how much money there was, I only knew a lot.

After all, my master told me that money is something outside the body that you don't bring with you in life and you don't take with you in death.

Uncle Chen patted me on the shoulder and said with a smile: "You now know the importance of magic, it can not only kill demons and eliminate demons, but more importantly, it can defend the right path, so do you want to worship under my door and recognize me as a teacher?" ”

"Uncle Chen, I'll think about it again."

I scratched my head, after all, I can't "betray the master" no.

"You stinky boy, you are really close to your master."

Uncle Chen sighed, he also felt very helpless when he met someone like me who had been vain.

The matter of the 7749 pair of children and boys has not yet been resolved, and I dare not take it lightly, after all, I know the seriousness of this matter, and if the mastermind behind the scenes is allowed to succeed, it will lead to extremely terrible consequences.

I followed Uncle Chen's wishes and kept preparing paper in the store, just waiting for the day of delivery, when the mysterious buyer appeared again.

And on this day, Wu Zhukuai found me again.

"There was a reporter who said his wife had been killed by a ghost."

As soon as I heard this, I was immediately interested.

Although the informant's words were very exaggerated, I still decided to go over with Wu Zhukuai to have a look.

Uncle Chen still didn't plan to go over this time, it seems that he now believes in my ability and deliberately wants to exercise me.

Wu Zhuhai and I went to the informant's house together.

The informant's face was pale, his eyes were sunken into his sockets, and he looked like he had suffered a lot of fright.

"Did you see a ghost?"

I asked.

"I saw it, it was a red-haired male ghost, he was holding a kitchen knife, and he hacked my wife to death at once, woo woo my poor wife, how can I live without you."

The man was clutching his hair frantically, and the pain drove him crazy.

When he had calmed down, I asked him again, "Under what circumstances did you see the ghost, and have you seen it since?" ”

"He appeared out of nowhere, you know, and suddenly killed my wife, my wife died...... By the way, I can see him every day now, and he's hidden in our house mirror! ”

As he spoke, the man suddenly jumped up from the bed and rushed to the mirror.

Only then did I realize that the mirror of their house had been smashed, revealing the bare walls behind it.

"Xiao Ding, come over here."

Wu Zhu quickly called me outside.

"Do you think this man has a mental problem?"

"It seems like a bit of a problem, but I think he's more problematic."

I've now shifted the object of suspicion to men.

"Since he said that the ghost killed his wife, then why didn't the ghost hurt him, but he dreamed of the ghost for days in a row?"

"Also, he is so sensitive to the mirror, he keeps saying that there are ghosts in the mirror, but the first thing he sees in the mirror should be himself."

After listening to my analysis, Wu Zhukuai suddenly realized.

"You mean, he's the murderer of his wife?"

"It can only be said that his suspicion is very big, but now his wife's body has not been found, and it cannot be determined."

At my suggestion, Wu Zhu quickly controlled the man first.

Now it seems that most men have killed their wives, but I need to find his wife's body.

Fortunately, I brought Uncle Chen's compass, and I can use it to find it.

But the hands of the compass did not move, as if there was nothing resentful here.

The man lives in a villa with a camphor tree planted in his backyard.

The branches and foliage of the camphor tree are very lush, and it seems that the man usually takes good care of it.

At this moment, the hand of the compass jumped, and then it remained motionless.

Could it be that there is something wrong with this tree?

Just as I was thinking this, a wave of sleepiness hit me.

My vision blurred, and I fell asleep leaning against the camphor tree.

When I opened my eyes, I was back in the man's bedroom.

The man flipped through a yellowed book and looked very excited.

"Husband, let's go back to see my parents on the weekend."

A woman walked out.

I was stunned for a moment, didn't the man's wife die?

The man ignored her, but muttered, "Fortune tree, fortune tree, I'm about to make a comeback!" ”

He stood up and hugged the woman and asked, "Wife, do you love me?" ”

"Of course I do."

The woman replied.

"Then would you like to be my fortune tree?"

"I do."

"My wife is so nice."

The man kissed his wife on the forehead and stabbed the woman in the back.