At the door of the other bedroom, there were several charred and bloody corpses.

The concierge is closed.

Wanwan walked over, and Huang Xikong reached out and unscrewed the door.

There is the breath of a living person in it.

"I'll go check it out first." Huang Xikong didn't let Wanwan in.

Wanwan stood obediently at the door.

After Huang Xikong entered, he saw the scene inside the house clearly.

Three wounded men and a golden retriever huddled in the corner of the study, shivering.

The most seriously injured was a young looking Taoist priest.

Huang Xikong gave Wanwan a signal, and the little girl walked in.

"They were badly injured."

Wanwan looked at the side of the little Taoist brother's neck that was still bleeding, even if it had been bandaged simply, it still didn't stop.

The remaining two people were a little delirious with fright, and the dog cowering in the corner, also badly injured in the abdomen, seemed to be less in and more out of gas.

"What about the rest? The Taoist priest and the bald monk who came in before are gone. ”

Wanwan shook her head: "They're not on the 19th floor anymore, I can't feel any other breath." ”

The yin qi here also slowly faded after they came in.

There is really no danger anymore.

"Do you send them down now, or do you continue to look for the wraith?" Huang Xikong asked.

Wanwan: "You send them down, I'll go find the resentful spirit." ”

"This is not good, I promised your brother that I would take care of you."

"But that Taoist brother's injury is urgent."

Huang Xikong shook his head: "You go down with me." ”

Wanwan is as angry as a little pufferfish.

She knew it!

And don't let her go alone.

Wanwan added a strong charm to herself, and Huang Xikong dragged three incapacitated injured patients and soon arrived downstairs.

When Xia Zhihuai saw them through the glass door, he immediately rushed to the door and asked the police to open the door.

Huang Xikong dragged the three people out and threw them on the ground.

Wanwan held the big dog heavier than her and handed it to the policeman uncle on the side.

"Wanwan, are you all right?"

Wanwan: "It's okay brother, we haven't met resentful spirits. ”

Huang Xikong: "I didn't see the great monk and the previous head of the Daomen." ”

"What about the others? Only one of the three people is from the Demon Control Bureau, and the other two are ordinary people. ”

Wanwan shook her head blankly: "I don't know." ”

"But there are still a lot of bloody corpses in the corridor on the 19th floor, those people are dead, and there is an uncle in a police uniform."

The policeman guarding the door was stunned, his eyes were red, and he didn't cry.

"When we clean up the spirits, you can go in and find someone, it's still very dangerous inside." Wanwan reached out and pulled the policeman's trouser leg, took out a tissue from his pocket and handed it to him, "Uncle, don't cry, Wanwan will work hard." ”

"Thank you, you protect yourself." The policeman crouched down and pressed her little face.

Xia Zhihuai didn't say anything, and gently covered her little head with her big hand: "You go in and pay attention to safety, my brother is waiting for you outside." ”

There are no tears.

Huang Xikong only remained silent and drifted a little farther away.

When the doctor carried the injured patient away, several people over there were a little more emotionally stable, and he floated back again.

"Who lived in that house in 1901?" Huang Xikong was a little curious.

At present, it seems that everything has nothing to do with that household.

The policeman who had been guarding the door eased his emotions and looked at Huang Xikong floating in mid-air, and there was no longer shock: "In 1901, there was a family of four, and the original head of the household was named Zhou Xie Chun, who died in a car accident at the intersection near the park two years ago. ”

"The Zhou family was left with Zhou Xie Chun's wife Shao Meiyin and a five-year-old son Zhou Bingyu."

"Zhou Xie Chun also has an old mother, and people in the community call her Mrs. Zhou."

"Zhou Xie Chun was hit and killed by a heavy truck, and the driver who caused the accident was detained for three months, and later reached a settlement with the victim's family and paid 300,000 yuan in compensation."

"However, the driver who caused the accident did not drive illegally, but only had an accident due to excessive fatigue, and immediately called the police for rescue after the accident, so he was convicted of a crime of negligence, and the court sentenced him to a one-year probation."

Xia Zhihuai: "This is a traffic accident, why did Zhou Xie Chun become an earthbound spirit, or even a resentful spirit now?" ”

I can't figure it out.

The policeman sighed deeply: "Some time ago, there was a large-scale serial car accident at the intersection where Zhou Xie Chun had an accident, and the driver who hit and killed him was at the scene, and he died on the spot. ”

Wanwan suddenly tugged at the policeman's pants, looked up and said, "But I didn't see the child just now." ”

Xia Zhihuai looked at Huang Xikong.

"Indeed, there are no children in room 1901 or in the hallway outside."

"That must still be in the building." The policeman on the side wrinkled his eyebrows and said, "We asked the residents of the nearby community before, yesterday was a working day, Mrs. Zhou picked up the child and went out for dinner, and took the child home to do homework at six o'clock." ”

"Oops!" Xia Zhihuai's mind turned the fastest, and he immediately asked, "Are you sure that when you go, the resentful spirit and the child are not on the 19th floor?" ”

"Hmm."

"What about Xie Chun's wife that week, Shao Meiyin!" Xia Zhihuai suddenly thought of something.

Zhou Xie Chun is Zhou Bingyu's father, Shao Meiyin's husband, and Mrs. Zhou's son.

Tiger venom does not eat children.

Why is he willing to become an earthbound spirit, even at the cost of harming people's lives, to go home and kill his family?

Unless...... He's taking revenge.

Huang Xikong thought for a while and replied, "I didn't see it, mainly because I didn't know it." ”

"After we entered, there was a male corpse at the door of the room, and the body of Mrs. Zhou was in the bedroom."

Wanwan observed carefully: "The uncle who died at the door, wearing black pants and a white shirt, and home slippers. ”

Looks like living there.

Xia Zhihuai ran down the steps, stood downstairs and squinted, looking up at the qi cloud that had been coiling above.

"It's not on the 19th floor, will it be on the top floor?" He questioned.

Wanwan followed and ran down the steps, and the top floor was wrapped in a thick yin and ghost aura, as if no light could penetrate it.

"On the top floor." Wanwan is determined.

In the shadows, Wanwan seemed to see a vague figure outside the building wall.

She tried hard to see the place blocked by the yin qi, and I don't know if it was a coincidence, the yin qi was a little lighter.

Wanwan's eyes suddenly widened, and she covered her small mouth and exclaimed: "That little brother is hanging outside the wall." ”

Xia Zhihuai: "!! ”

After hearing the sound, the nearby police immediately went to the fire department and prepared for rescue.

The building with more than 30 floors, even if there is a life pad, really falls...... will also die directly.

Although you can't go up, you have to try to find a way.

Wanwan poked Huang Xikong: "Uncle Huang, save it." ”

He's the only one who can fly.

Huang Xikong leaned on the pillar and sneered: "I am a brick, I will move me wherever you need me!" ”

Wanwan silently took out a Yin Gathering Talisman.

Huang Xikong took out the Yin Gathering Talisman and promised, "Leave it to me, you won't let that kid die." ”

"Uncle Huang, you're such a good ghost."

"I'm a ghost!"

Huang Xikong flicked her brain.

"Shhhh

Not surprisingly, it was burned again.