"Who you care?" Yan Shuyuan doesn't have a good temper like me.

Directly kicked Zhang Qiang to the ground.

"What are you going to do! Kill me, you won't be able to escape! Zhang Qiang fell to the ground, moving his elbow back little by little, his face full of fear.

"Let me ask you, did you go to the roof of the school building today?"

"The rooftop? I didn't go to the roof, did I? Today, Wang Xuefei said to wait for me on the roof, but I didn't go? ”

It turned out that the girl who jumped off the building this morning was named Wang Xuefei.

Wang Xuefei, I've heard people say that she is a good girl, she is beautiful and has good grades, and she is a real school girl.

"What is the relationship between you, Wang Xuefei and Xiao Qingqing?" I still couldn't resist asking this stupid question.

"Of course, of course it's a relationship between you and me, what? Another one who is upset for Xiao Qingqing? ”

"What a brute." Yan Shuyuan had just raised his fist when I stopped him.

After all, if there is a real problem, it is a big deal.

"Where's Pan Yun?"

"Pan Yun? Who is it? I don't know. Zhang Qiang was obviously lying, but he looked me in the eye very reasonably.

"Do you know that you're dying?" After Yan Shuyuan said this, he squeezed the hand that hit the person just now, and then sat down on the stool brought by the bodyguard.

"What? How can it be? Hahaha, you're a liar! Zhang Qiang laughed, how could he believe Yan Shuyuan's words.

"How?" But I know that although this sentence is said to Zhang Qiang, it is telling me.

"How is your control of Yin and Yang Eyes now?"

"It's easy to put it away." I was so tired during this time that I didn't even open my yin and yang eyes.

"Then look at him."

At this time, I saw that Zhang Qiang's soul on the ground had been completely shrouded in black qi, and the yang soul of a living person that belonged to him was already faint and dim, and I couldn't see the trace of red clearly.

"How so?" I asked, frowning.

He was indeed going to die.

When all the yang souls are invaded by the black qi, it will be the time when he dies.

In fact, some clues can be seen from the naked eye.

The last time I saw Zhang Qiang, he didn't seem to be so thin, but this time I could see that he was so thin that he only had a piece of skin left, and his clothes couldn't hold up, so I could see how weak he was.

And when we entered the door, we could see that he was floating under his feet, completely lacking strength, and his face was not bloody.

There was a sense of lifelessness all over his face.

"I suspect now that Pan Yun is using Zhang Qiang to create unjust ghosts everywhere to devour himself, and he is still slowly devouring his yang soul, so he has become what he is now."

"What ghosts, ghosts? What are you talking about? Zhang Qiang couldn't understand what Yan Shuyuan said at all.

"The top priority now is to find Pan Yun." He looked at Zhang Qiang on the ground, maybe he really didn't know where Pan Yun was, "Do you have anything about Pan Yun here?"

"I have."

Hearing my voice, Yan Shuyuan, who was asking Zhang Qiang, looked over, "I have Pan Yun's hair here, is it okay?" ”

"Yes."

Yan Shuyuan nodded.

Pan Yun's hair has always been wrapped in a tissue and put in my phone case, and I am also careful when I take it out.

"Let's go first." Yan Shuyuan took the tissue and stood up.

Zhang Qiang was abandoned by us in a rental house, and stayed behind to be intimidated by Yan Shuyuan's bodyguards.

Although he is not a master who is afraid of things, he doesn't want to mess with Yan Shuyuan, who seems to have a lot of background, this dumb loss, he is determined.

What I didn't expect was that Yan Shuyuan actually took me to the CS bar.

The bar is less lit at night and has become more ordinary.

The woman who revealed Pan Yun's news to us last time took us to a room with us turning left and right.

The room is very small, it is a single room with only twenty or thirty square meters, but there is everything in it, it looks clean and tidy.

"This is where Pan Yun lives here, okay, I still have to make up for sleep, you can do it yourself." With that, he yawned and left.

"What are we doing here?"

"Practice."

“？？？”

It turned out that as long as he had money, Yan Shuyuan could walk around the place where Pan Yun lived at will, let alone get other things that Pan Yun had come into contact with.

However, compared to other things, it is still the best hair I offer.

There is a saying in Taoism that human hair contains the essence of human beings and is the first thing to be used in practice.

A black-clad bodyguard who followed us brought an empty white bowl and a map of the county.

After Yan Shuyuan filled the empty bowl with some water, he put the bowl on the map, then opened the paper towel, took Pan Yun's hair in his hand, lit it with a lighter, and threw the burned ashes into the bowl and stirred it with his fingers.

Then press your fingers against the bottom of the bowl and close your eyes.

Just as I was about to ask, Yan Shuyuan suddenly opened his eyes, and then the bowl in his hand slowly moved, moving from the ninth street where we were to another area.

When he was sure that the bowl did not continue to move, Yan Shuyuan took the handkerchief prepared by the bodyguard on the side and wiped his fingers clean, "Let's go, go to the place on the map." ”

Our county seat is not big, but it is not small, and the place where the bowl stays is a bridge.

Obviously, it was still daytime when we entered the bar, but as soon as we left Pan Yun's room, we found that the bar was lit up everywhere.

"Yo, you're leaving?"

As soon as I went out, I met the old mother face to face.

"Yes, it's yours, I'll come to you next time I have something." A stack of bills was handed over by the bodyguards.

The face of the woman who was counting the money bloomed with joy, and when she heard the latter sentence, her expression became ugly, "Hey, don't come to me if you have any trouble in the future!" ”

Yan Shuyuan ignored him, we were in a hurry, and the car had already stopped at the door of the bar.

Unfortunately, it was the rush hour, and there was a traffic jam everywhere.

The traffic jam was full of people.

Especially Yan Shuyuan, frowning and looking at his watch.

Finally, it was clear, and when we got to the bridge, he and I got out of the car.

This bridge is a very old bridge, at least 20 years old, because it is not the center of the city, so ZF did not send anyone to repair it.

The bridge is made of stone, and now the stones are mostly covered with moss, and the ends are covered with weeds.

The bridge is not long, it is an arch bridge, almost five or six meters long.

There was only one street lamp around the bridge, and if it were all illuminated by street lamps, it would be pitch black, and you wouldn't be able to see anything at all.

Now it is illuminated by Yan Shuyuan's headlights, and everything above and below the bridge deck has nowhere to hide.

There was no figure, not even a ghost.

"Pan Yun ran away."