She believes that the story must be wonderful.

"Are you tired?"

Just as he was about to close his eyes and rest, he suddenly had a blanket on his body.

With her eyes half-open, she rolled her eyes up and down, left and right: "No, the old body is very good." ”

Turning sideways, she left Chen Xiaodao with a back.

"You pull it down, it's clear that your mind is on your face, and you're still lying."

Squeezed her legs and sat down on the edge of the couch that was vacant next to her legs.

"What are you doing? I don't know if men and women kiss or not? ”

Seeing that Chen Xiaodao was still squeezing on the sofa, Feng Zhibai raised his foot against his back.

Holding his back, he didn't get off the sofa.

"Are we still divided into men and women? It's impossible! I'm just curious to ask you what's wrong, why did you come back from a trip so heavy? ”

The old rice head cleaned up the scraps on the table.

Lone Yu followed behind him and wiped the table.

I heard screams from the other side of the sofa, and pushed the frame of my glasses to look carefully.

Chen Xiaodao was lying on the sofa, Feng Zhibai was standing on the sofa, his left hand was on his waist, his right hand was on his knee, and his right foot was firmly stepped on his back.

Even if a blind person looks at it, he can see someone's good-looking eyes full of disgust.

"Little rabbit cub, the old body is your grandmother, and her seniority is countless higher than you, who are you staying here with?"

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts! You tap! It hurts to step on me! ”

Raising his hand, he tried to touch his back with his backhand.

Feng Zhibai withdrew his feet, stretched his toes under Chen Xiaodao's chest, and kicked the person off the sofa with all his might.

"Let you increase your memory and know what it means to respect your elders."

Lao Mitou is not surprised, Chen Xiaodao has suffered losses under the hands of the wind girl not once or twice.

Beatings are even more common, and he is used to them.

"Are you alright?"

Yawned, very casually concerned.

"Mr. Tatsu."

Gu Yu hurriedly stepped forward and helped Chen Xiaodao up from the ground.

"I'm fine."

With the strength of Gu Yu, he got up from the ground and twisted his shoulders casually: "It's a little bigger, just get used to it."

A look of nothing to say, the lonely Yu secretly called himself 6.

Ma Zhang lay on the hospital bed after eating, looking at the ceiling of the ward, tears streaming down.

His own son wanted to kill him, and the news was more sunny for him than the company's bankruptcy!

"Son... Oh my son..."

Lying down again, Feng Zhibai's mood was inexplicably much better because of bullying Wanchen Xiaodao.

Hearing Ma Zhang's crying again, she pulled the blanket on the side: "Okay, what a big person is crying."

was said by Feng Zhibai, and he was even more aggrieved.

"Woooooo

Straight out of the cry.

Feng Zhibai just lay down, listening to him so aggrieved, his body straightened up half of his head, and said helplessly at Ma Zhang: "The more you talk about it, the more addicted you are, right?"

"No... It is... Miss Feng, you don't understand... That's my son..."

He said a few words and broke a few words, and the hearts of several people who listened to him twitched.

I don't want to talk about other things about Ma Zichun.

Feng Zhibai straightened his head, rubbed his temples with his slender fingers, lay flat on the stool, and applied the surroundings for a while, before slowly opening his lips and telling what happened when he went out in the afternoon.

said everything, only Luo Nanyang pestered her and didn't say much, this kid is a little bean sprout to her.

She focused on telling the story told by Luo Nanyang and Fang Ning.

It took less than a few minutes to finish the whole story.

Touching his chin that didn't grow scum, Chen Xiaodao went back and forth in his mind: "So, you're in a bad mood because of Luo Nanyang?" ”

Feng Zhibai tilted her head speechlessly, she didn't mention Luo Nanyanghe, she was in a mood to have a hairball relationship with him?

"Is there a possibility that the old body is in a bad mood because of that female ghost?"

"Okay, you're in a bad mood because of Luo Nanyang."

Clapping his hands and concluding the case: "Is he pestering you like a dog skin plaster?" ”

Lao Mitou dragged a pillow and put it under his waist: "I said before, that kid is interesting to you." The last time he came out of the police station, he looked at you with a red look, and it was obvious that the hunter smelled his prey. ”

"Miss Feng is beautiful and good-looking, it's normal for someone to like it."

Lone Yu sat on the edge of the bed, pushing the frame of his glasses and cutting weakly.

Crooked to the side, Feng Zhibai was so angry that he was about to roll his eyes when they went astray.

Pointing her finger at the seat, she calmed her mood and accentuated her voice: "At present, according to what the female ghost said, we need to find out the whole story of the death incident in the Central Building as soon as possible. And, in these experiences, find out what happened to the female ghost back then. As long as we can turn against her, maybe we can know who the resentful ghost who is stalking about is the adult? ”

"That's right, but it's been ten years ago. Moreover, those who fish for the Yin Gate dare not go down to the river, we are a Taoist priest, a hexagram master, a woman, and we don't know anything, how can we go down to fish for corpses? ”

Chen Xiaodao also lay back on his bed.

He knew what Feng Zhibai meant, and he understood her thoughts.

As she said, that thing in the river must be amazing.

With the current abilities of a few of them, it is estimated that it is a bit mysterious to deal with.

After all, there is also a beggar Taoist priest and the unknown creature who rescued the resentful ghost in the first place!

"The wind girl didn't say that she would go down to retrieve the corpse, but just gave an idea."

Lao Mitou saw that Chen's trail was a little sloppy, and hurriedly opened his mouth.

Feng Zhibai's face did not change in any way because Chen Xiaodao said this.

For her, it was just an idea that burst out.

Whether it can be implemented depends on the results of the survey.

"I..."

took out his mobile phone to send a message to Yan Ju, and Gu Yu, who had been silent, suddenly raised his hand.

"I, I have a proposal..."

Several people looked in the direction of him.

Feng Zhibai's mobile phone stayed in mid-air, and he tried to make himself look kinder by trying to lower his voice: "There is a fart." ”

"Ahem."

Touched by her rude words, Gu Yu silently lowered his head and rubbed his hands back and forth nervously: "We can ask Yan Ju for help." This case was ten years ago, and it must have been documented in the archives of the police department. We can ask the Yan Bureau to release the case of that year, and we can follow the records in the case to find the witnesses of the year, as long as we can find people who saw these things back then, we can find out the real process of killing people back then. And whether the female ghost was hacked to death and thrown away or directly hacked to death..."

The wind Zhibai who said this was vigilant.

She took what Fang Ning and Luo Nanyang said too seriously before.

The female ghost was not hacked to death, but it was also possible that she was thrown into the river and drowned.

"I agree!"

As soon as the words came out, Chen Xiaodao agreed loudly.

Lao Mitou also nodded in agreement: "I also agree, what Xiao Yu said is very pertinent, if we want to find the truth, we can only start from the files of the police station." ”

He smiled shyly: "The man and woman and the lover must have left behind family members, children or relatives and friends." There is no impermeable wall in the world, as long as we are willing to dig, we will definitely know the triangular story of the pair of men and women and lovers. ”

"I agree!"

Chen Xiaodao raised his hand again in agreement.

Feng Zhibai wanted to kick him twice.

After she finished talking to herself just now, someone still wanted to mess up.

Now that Ren Guyu suggested this, he agreed like an afterthought.

"Then I'll contact Bureau Yan, I don't know how he's doing now?"