Chapter 303: Ghost Treasure

Doudou's movements are fast and very sudden.

A second ago, I was lying in bed convulsing like an epileptic patient.

In the next second, he bounced up and pounced on Han Jingyang.

Han Jingyang didn't react at all.

But Liu Jing and Shi Xiaoya are not vegetarians, especially Liu Jing, who raised her hand and slapped her.

"Smack-"

Doudou was slapped straight back to the bed.

But he quickly bounced up and pounced on Han Jingyang, without any pain.

A normal person who is slapped like this will get a concussion even if he is not afraid of pain, at least he will be dizzy for a while.

But Doudou didn't react at all, and continued to shout "Men deserve to die" and pounced on Han Jingyang.

At the same time, a strong blood-red aura emerged from Doudou's body and quickly condensed into a woman's face, it was the woman who resembled Doudou in the oil painting, the woman's facial features were still so exquisite, but her expression was cold and weird, with a hint of a smile on her black-red face, the corners of her mouth were slightly hooked, staring at Han Jingyang, as if thinking about how to start.

Looking closely, this woman's face is condensed by more women's faces, with one woman's face after another hidden in her eyes, nostrils, ears, mouth, and even hair.

Terror.

Uncanny.

Give somebody the creeps.

Even a person like Han Jingyang, who has seen a big scene, was sweaty and cold for a while.

This is resentment, right?

How many people would have to die to condense such a strong resentment?

And it looks like it's all women who died.

There is no doubt that Doudou is the murderer's next target.

This murderer must die!

This kind of scum does not deserve to live in this world.

Han Jingyang was suddenly surprisingly angry.

Before, he just thought it was a small episode, a small trouble that could be solved at hand.

But now, he just wants to find the murderer, throw the murderer in front of these resentful spirits, and let the murderer taste the taste of being devoured by the resentful spirits.

Han Jingyang took a deep breath, and when the woman condensed into the black and red qi breath pounced over, he suddenly picked up the solid bamboo cane in his hand and hit it.

He didn't learn much about fighting, and he didn't know much about fighting and actual combat, so he just picked up his cane and smashed it indiscriminately.

However, the seemingly chaotic battle method hit the woman's face, but it immediately repelled this terrifying resentful spirit.

One time.

Again.

Han Jingyang was unforgiving, and whipped Doudou with a solid bamboo cane.

The resentful spirit couldn't hide, and retracted back into Doudou's body, but still couldn't escape the attack of the solid bamboo cane.

"Name: Republic of China Solid Bamboo Cane."

"Grade: five grades."

"Attribute: +9 for ghost fighting."

"Skill: Fight ghosts and exorcise gods."

The attribute is to fight ghosts.

And add 9 points.

It is perfectly sufficient to deal with the vast majority of such beings.

Although it is not too lethal, it is enough to dispel, submit, and intimidate.

What do you mean by a ghost treasure?

That's it.

To deal with a living person like Tian Chunming, this is an ordinary bamboo palm.

But dealing with all kinds of unclean existences is an undoubted artifact.

It's useless to hide in the flesh.

However, Han Jingyang's purpose was not to eliminate these resentful spirits.

So, after the resentment was deep and Doudou returned to normal, he stopped.

When Doudou came to his senses, he said calmly: "You almost killed me just now." ”

Doudou was shocked and quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, I ......"

"Don't talk about that, tell me what you think, don't tell me you don't have any ideas at all."

"Yes, yes, I tried to investigate the identities of those women, but my ability was limited, and I only found two or three, and they had different identities, ages, and origins, but they had only one thing in common."

"What?"

"They both died within two years of their marriage, but the cause of death varied."

"Tell me more," Doudou weakly turned on his phone: "This is the earliest deceased, a native of Quancheng, named Liu Zhiyan, born in 68, married in 88, and died a year later in a reservoir near his home; This is called Zhang Xiaoyue, born in 84, married in 06, and died in a car accident in the summer of 07; This is called Li Jianmei, born in 78, married in 96, and died in a fire in the summer of 97. ”

Han Jingyang looked at the women in the photo, and carefully recalled the faces of the women he saw on the face of the resentful soul just now, and there were indeed a few that looked familiar.

This murderer......

Is it simply trying to kill someone?

Or is there another purpose?

Is there a special requirement to murder so many newly married women by such time-consuming, laborious and bizarre means? Or is it the murderer's own peculiar fetish?

The murderer is an ordinary person?

Or a practitioner?

Han Jingyang took a deep breath, transferred all the relevant information collected by Doudou to his mobile phone, and glanced at Liu Jing again.

Liu Jing put down the knife and helped Doudou into the bathroom.

A few minutes later.

Liu Jing helped Doudou, who had changed his clothes, to come out.

Han Jingyang poured a cup of hot tea again and handed it over: "What is the situation between you and Lao Wang?" ”

Doudou said in a low voice: "Two months ago, I suddenly found that I could occasionally sleep well by Lao Wang's side. ”

"Do you know why?"

"I don't know."

"No suspicions?"

"Before, I suspected that Lao Wang had the amulet you gave by Mr. Xiao Han, but later I found out that it was not."

Han Jingyang was interested, this is another little mystery.

Lao Wang really deserves to be the courtesan of Quancheng, and he is involved in all major and small things, and he is almost 100% participatory.

Since my debut, almost all of the big and small things I have encountered have Lao Wang's participation, and he Dingkun has the lowest participation in the incident, and several other events are either Lao Wang is involved, or Lao Wang is actively involved.

Now, it's even deeper involved.

not only found a victim to be a little lover, but even suppressed the restlessness of the resentful spirits with a mortal body.

Awesome!

Han Jingyang secretly gave Wang Zhiwei a thumbs up, and then chatted with Doudou slowly, from before Doudou came into contact with this painting until now, almost all the details had to be asked clearly, even including some private matters with Wang Zhiwei.

Doudou also knows everything and says everything, and he is about to become a monster, who cares about such a trivial privacy?

On the contrary, Shi Xiaoya and Liu Jing, the two little women, were a little uncomfortable.

After chatting for more than two hours, Han Jingyang pointed to the bedroom: "I'll take that painting first, is it okay?" ”

Doudou hesitated for a moment and nodded heavily: "You can try any way to destroy him, it's a big deal that I'll have another nightmare." ”

Han Jingyang smiled and didn't speak.

There's no need to pack a ticket until it's done.

Swearing or talking about it is the work of the weak.

The strength is sufficient, there is no need to say so much at all.

However, Doudou's safety cannot be ignored, and she may be the only victim still alive.

Han Jingyang got the painting, thought about it, and said to Doudou: "If you don't have anything important, it's best to move to the vicinity of Jiguangzhai, if you want, it's best to install a set of monitoring in the room and share the link with ...... My girlfriend, if there is danger like this, we can rush to it as soon as possible. ”

Doudou was overjoyed: "I'll go find a house." ”

"Together?"

"Okay, thank you, Mr. Han."

Ten minutes later.

Han Jingyang's car drove away.

Doudou's car followed.

One after the other left the community.

But at the intersection of leaving the community, I saw Wang Zhiwei coming on.

Wang Zhiwei saw Han Jingyang's car with a stunned expression.

Seeing Doudou's car following behind, his face was even more stunned, and he poked his head out and shouted, "Brother, what does this mean?" ”