Till death let us meet

Shen Feng regretted it very much, really.

He shouldn't have flipped through some notebooks with his hands, then it would be smooth sailing, and everything would be over as usual.

Instead of finding the skeleton in the wall.

It's almost like the plot in an old-fashioned detective novel.

"I didn't see any skeletons." Shen Feng was still dying.

"Can't you see it, so you can't see it..." Trembling, the dead soul put his arms around his shoulders, then let go abruptly, and covered his eyes with his hands.

"So what?"

The elegant wallpaper instantly seemed to turn into a transparent glass window, inside which was a dark human-shaped skeleton curled up in the wall.

"take away!"

What a crime, he didn't want to see these things at all.

"Yes, you said you couldn't see it, so I'll help you."

The dead soul seemed a little aggrieved and muttered softly.

"In short, you didn't see it, and I didn't see it, so just pretend that nothing happened!" Shen Feng said firmly, he didn't want to cause trouble.

However, trouble did not let him go.

"Shen, Shen Feng...he...followed..."

The ghost's teeth were chattering, and Shen Feng seemed to be able to hear the grinding of the teeth.

A vague black shadow quietly stood by the wall.

"Grass, it's not all about you!" Shen Feng's scalp started to go numb, and the dead soul hugged him, and buried his head into the socket of his shoulder.

The body of this thing was built into the wall, and it was obviously killed horizontally.

If he doesn't let him go, he will follow him home.

What to do... Shen Feng fell into a battle between heaven and man.

Call the police, but the money for sorting out Zhao Ying's father's body has not been received, and the police will ask how they know it is in the wall.If you don't call the police, will this thing follow him home?

The strange ghost whose face cannot be seen clearly looks even more terrifying.

"Shen Feng, Shen Feng..." The dead soul whispered in Shen Feng's ear.

Shen Feng felt like a cool wind was blowing past his ears, and when his neck got cold, he turned his head subconsciously.

"what……"

Before he finished speaking, he knew what the ghost was talking about, and another shadow appeared beside the black shadow.His face was clear and familiar.

He subconsciously looked at a row of small photo frames by the bedroom window.The newly appeared soul is Zhao Ying's father.

"I can't handle this..." Shen Feng felt dizzy.

"Chen Feng, report... the police..." Revenant looked at Zhao Ying's father, who was looking sour, and threw himself on top of Shen Feng.

As soon as he heard the alarm, Zhao Ying's father's soul seemed to be filled with black energy, and he was about to charge at Shen Feng, but it seemed to be blocked by some barrier.

"Hey, you go." Shen Feng turned his head, not daring to look at the terrifying ghost, "Go communicate with him."

"Why me!?" The dead soul was about to explode, and hugged Shen Feng's neck tightly.

"You discovered it, you deal with it!" Shen Feng stared straight at his toes, damn it, he didn't want to see any of these ghost things.

"Why, how to communicate..." The dead soul glanced at Zhao Ying's father, then lowered his head in fright.

"You bastard!" Shen Feng continued to stare at his toes.

"You're amazing, you're on top!" the soul of the dead said sullenly, buried in his shoulder.

If I do it, I do it, Shen Feng has done a good job of psychological construction, anyway, he can't hurt me.

He raised his head and looked at Zhao Ying's father. In fact, he was much more normal than the blurred shadow, but his expression was more ferocious.

"Uncle Zhao, if you have any ideas, you can tell me, don't be so scary, okay?" Shen Feng said bravely.

Zhao Ying's father opened his mouth, as if to say something, but Shen Feng couldn't hear him.

"Don't call the police, I'll give you money." Undead said suddenly.

"Ugh?"

"That uncle said."

"Can you hear what he said?" Shen Feng was surprised.

"Hmm..." Seeing that the uncle could communicate, Undead seemed not to be afraid anymore, and raised his head curiously.

"Okay, okay, then you can act as an interpreter and ask who that corpse is and why it was buried there." It's enough to be able to communicate, Shen Feng let out a long sigh of relief.

The dead soul seemed to use a different way to talk to Zhao Ying's father, but Shen Feng couldn't hear it.

"It has nothing to do with you." Revenant turned his head and repeated.

"It has nothing to do with me, tell him, and call the police if you don't say anything." Shen Feng knew that these ghosts couldn't hurt him, so his attitude became tough.

When Zhao Ying's father heard what the dead soul told him, he was a little irritable and wanted to rush over, but he couldn't get close to Shen Feng at all, so he could only show his teeth and claws.In the end, he resignedly walked to the wine cabinet next to him, and stretched out a finger to the side of the carton wine cabinet.

Shen Feng opened the wine cabinet, groped around the side, and then found a small protrusion.He stretched out his hand and pulled out a small drawer.In the drawer was a pile of newspaper clippings and other paper items, which were yellow and seemed to have a layer of dust.

"Ahem..." Shen Feng was choked by the dust on the newspaper clippings and coughed.

The dead soul also leaned over to read the text on the clipping.

"The son of a wealthy businessman was kidnapped, the police traveled thousands of miles to rescue the hostages", "All the accomplices in the kidnapping case arrived, and the main criminal escaped"... are all clippings about a kidnapping case.

Then there was a photo, which was a group photo of several young people.The faces of all the people on the photo are painted with red ×.Shen Feng was startled, and felt that his back was getting hairy.There are a bunch of photos at the back, which seem to be of a woman, and the pictures are horribly exposed and unsightly.He quickly put together the photos, not wanting to be seen by the ghosts who didn't know if they were adults.

"Hey, go and see if there are any other corpses in the wall." Shen Feng couldn't help calling out to the dead souls.

"No more." Revenant replied quickly.

"Oh, ask that uncle, whose body is in the wall?" Shen Feng held up the photo and pointed it at Zhao Ying's father.

The dead soul turned around and communicated with Zhao Ying's father.

"It's the main culprit, the one with the crew cut." The dead soul pointed to one of the muscular young men.

"It's a bad guy...but why didn't you hand it over to the police?" Shen Feng was a little puzzled, why did Zhao Ying's father kill this one.

"Wait, let me ask." The dead soul happily acted as an interpreter.

The two ghosts were chattering, and Shen Feng felt that the scene was very strange.

"Uncle said that person is a minor."

Minors... minors... are really difficult.

"But the uncle didn't kill him until he was an adult." Undead added.

"Huh? Why?" Shen Feng was very surprised.

"Because he came here again to try to kidnap Zhao Ying," said the dead soul.

Former criminals plus repeat offenders, this kind of person will never learn well in a lifetime.However, it doesn't make sense to listen to the words of the family.

"Hey, go talk to that dark guy and ask him the real situation." Shen Feng began to command the dead soul effortlessly again.

"Aren't you bothered? That guy doesn't even have a human figure, how can he communicate?" The dead soul was annoyed, and stood still and quit.

"Actually, it's really troublesome. I'm not a policeman, so I don't want to take care of it. Why don't you tidy up your belongings first." Shen Feng frowned, put away the newspaper clippings and put them back in the interlayer of the wine cabinet.

He continued to sort out the relics, and under the supervision of the person concerned, he did everything carefully.Letters, notebooks, passbooks, etc. are all carefully put away.

Although he looked strong, Zhao Ying must have been quite disturbed and lonely when his father died.

"Shen Feng..." The dead soul leaned into his ear again and said, "Uncle asked you to dispose of the newspaper clippings."

"Don't you want to be seen by Zhao Ying?" Shen Feng understood, "Then why didn't the corpse be disposed of earlier."

"Uncle said he was sick, and he just remembered about the corpse some time ago." The dead soul said with some doubts.

Shen Feng didn't understand any illness that would even kill someone, but he followed Zhao Ying's father's request, took out the lighter, burned the newspaper clippings and photos, and flushed them away with the toilet.

The living room is already full of large and small cardboard boxes, all sorted and marked with a pen.

"It's too late to finish tidying up today..." Shen Feng has only finished tidying three rooms so far, and there are five or six rooms that have not been tidied up. Even if he tries his best to tidy up in the afternoon, he may not be able to tidy up all of them today.

He looked at his phone, it was probably time to eat.Why didn't Zhao Ying ask him to eat? Shen Feng walked to the next door with some puzzlement.

The door was ajar, not closed, but Shen Feng opened it with a push.

"Shen Feng! Shen Feng!" the dead soul yelled.

In front of the sofa was Zhao Ying who had fallen on the ground. I don't know how long he had been down.In the face-down position, you should appear to be fainted, not asleep.

Shen Feng hurried forward, didn't dare to move him, but just put his hand on his neck, where it was still hot and throbbing.He breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he didn't die, he didn't want to help the client to collect the corpse without getting the money, this feeling was really bad.

Then he quickly dialed 120, and according to the other party's instructions on the phone, he turned Zhao Ying over to check if there was any vomit, and helped him onto the sofa, lying on his side.

Not long after, the 120 ambulance came, and Shen Feng went to the hospital with him.