Being a corpse chaser in summer vacation: exposed by the dumb girl!

In the museum's explanation of history!Clearly, I have seen it!

Really, those twelve strong men in Jinling whose bodies have not been found so far!

That face in memory gradually overlapped with the face that he glimpsed just now.

It is deeply imprinted in Lao Zhao's mind, and it cannot be erased at all.

"No problem?" Jiang Bai said with a smile, "You are lucky."

Old Zhao was lucky.

Did not uncover the black and white impermanence hijab.

Looking at the faces of the ordinary dead, at most, they have been unlucky for the past few days and have nightmares at night.

But if...

It's not that simple if people in the world dare to see the true face of Yin gods like black and white impermanence.

"No...no problem..." Old Zhao was still in shock, panting heavily.

Jiang Bai nodded.

Pressed the elevator.

In the elevator, Jiang Bai and Dai Xiaomei were left in an instant.

Dai Xiaomei asked curiously: "Big Daddy, he was so scared...why did he still say he was lucky?!"

Jiang Bai smiled and said: "If he uncovers the hijabs of my two Yin God corpses, take a look..."

"Three years will be lost."

"If there is disrespect, depending on the situation, you will be punished. It may be an accidental death within three days, or it may be seriously ill within ten years."

When Dai Xiaomei heard this, her beautiful eyes widened.

"He he he he..."

She stammered, "Doesn't that mean... that police uncle... just walked through the door of hell!?"

"Well." Jiang Bai nodded slightly.

Dai Xiaomei recalled that she was in the corpse inn back then, and dared to question these two Yin gods.

I couldn't help sticking out my tongue: "I really want to die, (;OдO)"

Jiang Bai didn't take these things to heart.

The Soul Bell rang.

Jingle bell~~

He took the body and walked out of the hotel all the way.

Turn back towards the dark road when you came.

"Where are we going?!" The old woman hurriedly followed, trotting the airport without any fluctuations, "It's almost four o'clock in the morning."

Jiang Bai's voice gradually drifted away under the night sky: "The one who seeks the dead, who is destined for her."

In his hand, without knowing when, a small paper crane made of yellow talisman quietly appeared.

"How to find it?!" Dai Xiaomei stared at the paper crane made of yellow talisman curiously, "Use... use it?"

Chapter 83 Wang Dashan Deduces!The corpse chaser is really Jiang Bai

"Old Zhao, how do you feel?!"

Wang Dashan came up and patted Old Zhao, who still had a look of shock on his face.

"I...I'm okay..." Lao Zhao took several deep breaths, and finally calmed down his emotions.

In his eyes, instead, there was infinite shock.

Before he could sit up, Old Zhao had already grabbed Wang Dashan's arm heavily and hastily, his breath was short of breath, and his voice was trembling, "Dashan, did you see that?!"

"Did you see that?!"

"I met that night!! It was him!!"

"Those around him... are really... dead bodies!!"

In his mind, everything was the face of the corpse that was staring at him just now.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt chills all over my body.

"I see." Wang Dashan patted him on the back helplessly, "Come on, don't lose our face in front of Mayor Wei, you stand up first."

Wei Changsi didn't have time to stay here, so he talked more with them.

After saying hello,

He left in a hurry with Secretary Gao.

They must rush, before the time limit given by the exorcist tomorrow, to find the remaining eleven brave veterans and the relevant people.

Time is running out.

As soon as they go.

Old Zhao just got up.

"Really, there is a corpse chaser!!" Lao Zhao lowered his voice, got up, and leaned close to Wang Dashan's ear, full of fear, "That night...that gun went off, it must be true We hit it, and the corpse... was not broken, the bullet was dented!!"

Wang Dashan only thought that he was overly frightened.

"I believe you say that the corpse chaser is not close to science. Has it been introduced long ago? It has been passed down from generation to generation for so many years. There is a way that people can't see it. It is normal to make the corpse jump. .”

"If you say that you can't even penetrate the bullet, maybe it's been in disrepair for a long time, and something happened to be blocked, and it couldn't hit the corpse."

Wang Dashan helped him think about the possibility, and said, "Maybe the bullet hit some metal object on the corpse?"

"Don't think so exaggeratedly. You didn't see it just now. There are scars on the body. If it is...the real bullets can't get in, how could there be knife marks?"

Old Zhao smiled wryly.

I couldn't think of it for a while, how could I convince myself.

Is it...

Is it really what my old brother said?

But what happened that night, coupled with what he saw today, really shook him a little.

"You are simply frightened." Wang Dashan punched him in the chest, "Since ancient times, no one has the knack to keep secrets in all professions that need to frighten people."

"Do you think the ancients would be as shocked as you, a fool, when they saw the current magician performing magic?"

"He said just now that he took a look at the face of the deceased, that he would be unlucky, that he would not be able to sleep and have nightmares. I think it's nonsense just because you sleep like a pig and pee like a pig."

Old Zhao was silent.

Also.

Many things before being decrypted.

It all looks amazing.

His whole body was plunged into a strong shake of world view and reality.

"come on."

Wang Dashan has already taken the lead, and has seen the entire eighth floor.

Finally stayed in room 808, pointed to the spider web-like crack on the floor, took a breath of air: "Wow... come and have a look."

"What the hell,... who is demolishing the Yingbin Hotel?"

When Old Zhao came over to take a look, everyone was dumbfounded: "The concrete floor is cracked like this, and the marks are so new. At least a heavy hammer weighing hundreds of catties is needed to achieve this effect."

Wang Dashan's scalp was also numb: "Yes. The most terrifying thing is that there is no tool nearby that can cause this effect."

The two looked at each other.

There are only a few people on the eighth floor.

Get rid of Wei Changsi and Secretary Gao, and get rid of Hu Rui who was trembling with fright...

It seems that there is only one mysterious exorcist, is it possible?

Gollum.

Wang Dashan swallowed his saliva: "No, it's unreasonable. Even if he is a corpse exorcist, it is impossible for him to do this without the help of tools."

"That horse is a corpse, that's not artificial human NO.18!"

Old Zhao just wanted to say something.

I can't die...

Snapped!

He only took two steps.

The mural hanging in the aisle, which was originally used to cover the gossip mirror, was smashed down!

Just right, it hit him in the head.

Fortunately, the height is not high.

Bang it.

Old Zhao was dizzy.

Covering the place where the top of his head was smashed: "This f*ck is too back."

He rubbed it.

Suddenly, the words of warning that the corpse exorcist gave him popped up in his mind.

Shouldn't...

Really see the effect, right? !

"Coincidence, it must be a coincidence." Wang Dashan's tone was not right, "We can't shake our faith. I think he didn't hang up properly..."

Not finished.

Lao Zhao's cell phone vibrated violently.

On the phone, his daughter-in-law sneered: "Okay, you old Zhao, you told me to work overtime in the middle of the night, right? Why is it located in a hotel?!, worked overtime and went to the hotel?! Injustice, who gave you the courage?! Are you the gun king of the detention center?"

"My daughter is still digging out a dollar under the desk."

"I can bear it."

"Hiding private money, go to the room in the middle of the night, come back tonight, and see how I deal with you."

Old Zhao's face turned green.

A gust of cold air, from the soles of the feet, rushed straight to the brain.

Buzzing.

"No, no, no, my wife, listen to my explanation. When I came to the hotel, that's..." Lao Zhao's desire for survival exploded to the extreme immediately, and he wanted to explain.

with a snap.

The phone has been hung up.

Old Zhao's eyes darkened.

He seemed to have seen the desolate scene where durians and rattans were flying together, and the sheets were covered with the same quilt.

Tonight...

I'm afraid it will be a sleepless night of gunfire and blood and tears.

He understood it thoroughly.

The sentence of the corpse chaser-peeping at the face in vain, without sleep for seven days, means it!

This shit!Going home is a situation that is even more difficult than fighting for Syria...

If you can fall asleep, there will be ghosts!