Qingyue Temple

After Zhang Yuanwu showed Fang Shanshui his severed tongue, he began to cry. The tears in his eyes were like black putrid mud, with a foul smell.

"What a vicious method, it must have been done by an extremely vicious ghost, it's really rampant!" Master Yizhi's smiling face had been completely pulled down, and his veined hand squeezed the Buddhist beads in his hand. It looks very serious, but it is a bit of an angry King Kong.

Fang Shanshui didn't comment, but continued to ask Zhang Yuanwu: "Is your body near here? Do you have any unfulfilled wishes, and if you can't tell me, just write them down."

Hearing Fang Shanshui's words, Zhang Yuanwu nodded, his neck stretched suddenly, his bloody head fell out from under the black umbrella, and slammed on the table, twisting like a snake on the table, then twisted his head, with his mouth black blood writing on the table.

Master Yizhi immediately leaned over to see if Zhang Yuanwu would write information related to Gu Mengwen.

Seeing that the head under the umbrella suddenly elongated like a snake's head, Yuan Pei, who was holding the umbrella, shook his hand again, and once again stubbornly resisted the urge to throw the umbrella out. The policemen who had just been startled, He also took another step back, and he didn't want to come closer even if he was killed.

Most of the policemen have a strong yang energy. If it wasn't for the strong magnetic field around Fang Shanshui, which made the ghost appear, except for a few of them with strong inspiration who could see some hazy shadows, the others would probably not be able to see anything. All of them hit the evil at once, and the three views really collapsed.

Fang Shanshui was pressing down on the table with his hand, but seeing that Yuan Pei was enduring more pain, he took out a hand and asked Yuan Pei to hand him the black umbrella.

Yuan Pei breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to hand the umbrella to Fang Shanshui, but at this moment, the table shook violently.

The red rope placed next to the cinnabar circle by Fang Shanshui bounced for a moment under the vibration of the table, and suddenly seemed to come alive, and jumped up with a "swish", connected end to end with hiss, and tied it around Zhang Yuanwu's neck.

The photo of Zhang Yuanwu in the middle of the desktop was quickly covered with a layer of black rust.

Zhang Yuanwu's face in the photo suddenly showed a sinister and terrifying expression, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and his eyes seemed to be looking at the dying self tied by the red rope, as if he was not him, and he was not him.

Zhang Yuanwu, who was writing on the table next to him, did not expect to be strangled by a red rope suddenly.

Zhang Yuanwu was horrified, [Ah...][Ah...] screamed loudly, while struggling, Zhang Yuanwu met the eyes in that photo, obviously it was a photo of himself before he was alive, but Zhang Yuanwu looked at the photo, his eyes But he was full of panic, as if he saw the enemy of life and death, the red rope around his neck was also tightened rapidly, and it would be three fingers deep in a moment, and his neck was about to be strangled.

"Not good!" Master Yizhi yelled, and was about to reach out and pull the red rope tied around Zhang Yuanwu's neck, but when his hand touched Zhang Yuanwu, Zhang Yuanwu seemed to be burned, and the red rope was connected to his neck. It became dark, Master Yizhi was afraid of harming Zhang Yuanwu, so he had to let go.

Fang Shanshui didn't expect to notice this change, so he immediately withdrew his hand holding the umbrella, and slapped the table hard.

With a "bang", the shock on the table suddenly stopped, and the photo above was also shaken. The red rope holding Zhang Yuanwu's soul fell off in an instant and fell on the table. Zhang Yuanwu was terrified, and his snake-like head and neck suddenly Rolled under the table, and tried to hide behind Fang Shanshui from a distance.

Hearing Master Yizhi's yell, the policemen who were hiding behind and couldn't see the situation slowly came forward to look around for no reason, but not long after they came up, they saw Zhang Yuanwu's dead head dragging almost two meters under the umbrella What a long pale neck, rolling all the way from the front of the table to the back, everyone's scalps exploded, and they suddenly trembled in fright. Two of them with poor mental quality had already grabbed their colleagues and yelled.

Yuan Pei, who was holding the umbrella, almost scratched the handle of the umbrella with the hand holding the umbrella. With his eyes closed, he kept reciting the Qingjing Sutra that Fang Shanshui had read to him, pretending that he did not exist.

The table was still bouncing slightly, but Fang Shanshui pressed it with both hands, and it was no longer able to overcome the storm.

Under the pressure of Fang Shanshui, the photo of Zhang Yuanwu in the cinnabar circle on the table stood upright again, the corners of his mouth were pulled down, his face was expressionless, there was a thick shadow at the corners of his brows and eyes, and those eyes, which were as cold as curses, turned to Fang Shanshui .

Fang Shanshui was not afraid. After pressing down on the table, he stretched out his two fingers suddenly, as if piercing through the photo, and caught Zhang Yuanwu's neck in the photo, as if he really caught a black shadow.

Fang Shanshui asked coldly: "Who are you? I only recruited Zhang Yuanwu. Why did you sneak into my house with him? You came here uninvited. If you don't tell the truth, you don't want to leave today!"

After finishing speaking, Fang Shanshui suddenly grabbed Heiying's hand and pulled it out.

【嗞啦——】

Fang Shanshui's subordinates suddenly let out a strange scream like a broken sound, and the people in the room had tinnitus and covered their ears unbearably.

Probably because he knew that he had provoked the wrong person, the black shadow caught by Fang Shanshui immediately wanted to run away, but he forcibly reversed Zhang Yuanwu's photo regardless of Fang Shanshui's neck, facing Fang Shanshui with the blank back, and went After the last fall, it is necessary to cover the tabletop.

At the same time, the umbrella in Yuan Pei's hand also slid off the supporting column with a "snap", and the ribs of the umbrella fell off and closed itself.

This evil ghost who didn't know where he came from ran away and didn't forget Zhang Yuanwu's soul. He wanted to take him away too. When the umbrella was closed, the head and neck of Zhang Yuanwu's soul that had just protruded from under the umbrella seemed to be taken back. Like a spring ruler, Zhang Yuanwu was so frightened that he quickly rolled down the umbrella. His neck, which was just two meters long, was instantly retracted so that only his head was left outside the umbrella clip. Thanks to Zhang Yuanwu's quick response, he bit it in time. The handle of the umbrella was held so that the head was not confiscated.

"Hmm..." Yuan Pei, who was still holding the handle of the umbrella, almost wanted to die. Zhang Yuanwu's mouth biting the handle happened to bite his hand too. Yuan Pei could feel the cold and sticky feeling, Quickly and quickly silently recited the Jingjing Sutra three times.

Zhang Yuanwu faced Fang Shanshui with his bleeding face, full of horror, begging for help, as if he wanted Fang Shanshui to find a way to save him quickly, and prevent him from being dragged away by the evil spirit.

"Want to leave?" Fang Shanshui pointed suddenly, and a cluster of flames burst out, and immediately burned from under the photo.

The flame ignited the photo, as if through burning the photo, it also burned the black shadow attached to the portrait in the photo. The black shadow screamed in horror, with a shrill voice, as if blocked by the flame, unable to move forward or retreat.

The policemen covering their ears in the room also felt that it was unbearable. The burst of tinnitus just now seemed to be exploding in their ears. Go and help the policemen who were frightened by the ghosts.

While twirling the rosary, Master Yizhi stroked the top of the head of the person startled by the screams with his hands. Every time he stroked one, the person regained a little calmness.

As for Yuan Pei, because he ate a lot of spiritual roots, the current level of evil spirits can't help him at all.

Taking advantage of the burning of the photo, Fang Shanshui clamped the black shadow's neck and pulled it out forcefully. Gradually, the black shadow revealed its eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and vaguely appeared the shape of a face.

The face gradually condensed into that of a normal person. Fang Shanshui was taken aback when he saw the black shadow's face, and looked at the head of Zhang Yuanwu who was biting Yuan Pei's hand.

Master Yizhi at the side realized that he was wrong and looked back, so he blurted out, "How could it be!?"

That is Zhang Yuanwu.

The black shadow ghost in Fang Shanshui's hands actually had Zhang Yuanwu's face, and it looked at Fang Shanshui and Zhang Yuanwu with vicious eyes.

While Fang Shanshui was in a daze, the black shadow of slippery autumn suddenly escaped from Fang Shanshui's hands, and suddenly ignored the fire in the photo, and plunged into the figure that was about to be burned in the photo.

Just after it jumped into the photo, the burning photo was "teared" from the middle, and it seemed to be torn apart by someone, and it was divided into two halves from the neck of the portrait.

After the photo was split, the part of Zhang Yuanwu's figure below the neck that was being burned by the fire floated forward, fell on the table, and instantly turned into a piece of burnt ashes; the half of the photo above the neck seemed to be vaporized, and disappeared in a shake. into the air.

At this time, Zhang Yuanwu, who was biting Yuan Pei's fingers and the handle of the umbrella, who was unwilling to be taken away, suddenly paused, and his head fell from under the umbrella. His neck seemed to be bitten off by something, and it was covered with jagged and interlaced tooth marks.

Master Yizhi said in shock: "Fang Tan is getting worse!"

Fang Shanshui also knew it was late, so he reached out to touch the umbrella in Yuan Pei's hand, and the ribs of the umbrella bounced off suddenly, but there was nothing under the umbrella.

Zhang Yuanwu's head rolled around on the ground, and everyone who was approached by the head screamed and jumped back. Xiao Li, who jumped slower, was tripped by a colleague, and when he turned around, he saw Zhang Yuanwu's dead head rolled onto his own. on the stomach.

"Ah!! Ah——!"

Xiao Li screamed with his mouth wide open, and quickly turned over and shook the head off his belly. He accidentally tripped his colleague just now, and when he saw this, he turned around and pulled him back apologetically. Use the land to run far.

Strange to say, after Zhang Yuanwu's head came into contact with the anger of the person, it turned into a piece of flying ash as soon as it landed, as if the upper half of the paper on the table where the photo had disappeared was burned up here.

Master Yizhi looked at the pile of fly ash, and felt a headache: "What should we do now? That evil spirit is so fierce, it can hinder us so much, and even merged with Zhang Yuanwu, making it hard to see its real body. "

Fang Shanshui didn't speak, and picked up the fly ash left by the photos on the table with his fingers.

Master Yizhi looked at the place where Zhang Yuanwu just wrote with pity. After the evil ghost hiding behind Zhang Yuanwu came out to make trouble, the writing on the table had been mushy, and now it seemed to be burnt black.

Master Yizhi shook his head and said, "I don't know what that child was trying to say just now, I only had time to read a word clearly..."

"It should be a person's surname." Fang Shanshui said, he sprinkled the fly ash he picked up in his hands on the place where the ghost painting had been blurred, and the fly ash gradually washed away the part that had just been blurred like raindrops.

Fang Shanshui: "Zhang Yuanwu is telling us the name of the person who killed him. Zhang Yuanwu should know this ghost. Their game of summoning souls may have brought in an old friend..."

On the desktop, there appeared a half-word that seemed to be written with gray-black water stains...

"Kafeng?" Police officer Tao Taiqing, who had already recovered from his strength, leaned over and looked at the one on the table.

The police officers who had just been frightened by the rolling heads were all bewildered at this moment, seeing that the haunting incident seemed to have come to an end temporarily, it was not good to continue to lose the people's police outfits, and quickly got up like sleepwalking Following behind the bosses of their respective teams, listening to the calm questions of the captains who seemed not to be frightened at all, they couldn't help but sigh that the head is right.

Fang Shanshui sprinkled all the paper ashes in his hand, and said with frowned eyebrows: "It may not be Feng, this word seems to be unfinished, if possible, I hope you can find out who Zhang Yuanwu knows, maybe his classmate, maybe his friend Or neighbors, people with names similar to this name, who died tragically, and whether they have contact with Zhang Yuanwu's family..."

After getting this clue, Tao Taiqing immediately expressed his gratitude: "Thank you, Master, I will start an investigation as soon as possible. This surname is not common, and there should be results soon."

The other policemen did not object any more. They looked at Fang Shanshui with their eyes in pairs, some with lingering fear and admiration, some seemed to be still sleepwalking, and some seemed to be looking for some 3D projection mechanism around, wanting to see what it was It's not an emerging fraudulent black technology.

When Tao Taiqing was speaking, Fang Shanshui pressed his hand on the two words written by Zhang Yuanwu with blood, and some images slowly flashed in his mind.

Fang Shanshui frowned and said: "No hurry, I think I already know where Zhang Yuanwu's body is."

Tao Taiqing was surprised: "Master, do you know? Where is it?"

The other policemen were also in an uproar, staring at Fang Shanshui who was frowning, but at this moment, Fang Shanshui suddenly closed his eyes and remained silent.

The policemen looked at Fang Shanshui for a while, waiting anxiously, Fang Shanshui suddenly opened his eyes, and the pupils of his eyes turned golden, not the color of ordinary people at all.

The policemen looked at Fang Shanshui as if he had changed in the blink of an eye, and felt incredible in their hearts, and they couldn't help but quiet down their breathing.

Fang Shanshui waved and asked Tao Taiqing to come in front of him. Tao Taiqing was taken aback, and walked in front of Fang Shanshui.

At this moment, he found that Fang Shanshui had put his hand on top of his head. For some reason, Tao Taiqing met Fang Shanshui's golden pupils, and suddenly found that the reflection in Fang Shanshui's eyes was not him, but Zhang Yuanwu...

Tao Taiqing's mind suddenly froze, and for a moment, he seemed to be caught in a whirlpool.

……

Zhang Yuanwu was terrified in his heart, he knew that something was following him, and that thing would not let him go if it killed Song Xuezhen and the others.

He has to hurry to Qingyue Temple, he wants to find the master of Qingyue Temple to save him.

Zhang Yuanwu didn't know what that thing was either. He didn't understand that it was just a game of recruiting ghosts. They clearly followed the rules and didn't violate any taboos, but they couldn't send the ghost away in the end.

Come on, come on.

Zhang Yuanwu kept trembling in the taxi, staring at the navigation on his mobile phone, and kept looking behind him, always afraid that something would follow him.

Seeing that the navigation showed that he was getting closer and closer to Shanshui Manor, the big stone in Zhang Yuanwu's heart gradually lightened.

The driver drove the car and glanced at Zhang Yuanwu: "Little classmate, what are you going to Shanshui Manor for? Your accent sounds like a foreigner, and you are not very old. Come here to find someone?"

Zhang Yuanwu was not in the mood to chat, and said impatiently, "Brother Driver, I'm in a hurry, please hurry up."

"Oh, I understand, all of you in this car are rushing to reincarnate, and you are all in a hurry."

Zhang Yuanwu, who was about to look back, felt his heart skip a beat when he heard this, and suddenly looked at the side of the driver in front of him: "What did you just say? What kind of car? What reincarnation?"

"It's one car. I have five in this car. It's a bit crowded. Except for you two foreigners, the others are all from our local area."

Zhang Yuanwu slowly looked at the rearview mirror in front of the driver, and suddenly found that the driver's face could not be seen in the rearview mirror, like a piece of paper, Zhang Yuanwu yelled in horror: "Stop! I want to get off! I Gotta get off!"

"I can't go down anymore."

The driver brother turned around, his face without facial features seemed to be smiling at Zhang Yuanwu.

Zhang Yuanwu's eyes widened, and he watched in horror as a big truck approached in front of him. The big truck bumped straight into it, and Zhang Yuanwu screamed.

He thought he would be killed, but found that the car he was sitting in was blown away by the truck like a piece of paper, and fell directly into the river beside the bridge.

He fell into the river with a bang, and as the car dived, Zhang Yuanwu really found that he was not alone, and swollen and rotten faces appeared around him, no more, no less, just as the driver said.

Zhang Yuanwu was inexplicably terrified, screamed and climbed out of the open car window, swam all the way up, looked back, and kept looking into the sinking car, the faceless driver and the swollen and pale dead faces were in the car looking at him.

Zhang Yuanwu was so terrified that he didn't dare to look back. He swam to the shore in one breath, dropped his cell phone, and dropped everything. He wanted to take a taxi and the cars around him didn't stop. Zhang Yuanwu could only rely on the route memory on the navigation just now to go to Shanshui Manor by himself. go.

Zhang Yuanwu walked on the main road dripping wet, and finally arrived at the Shanshui Manor at nightfall, but was stopped by the guard.

Zhang Yuanwu was drenched all over and looked weird. Naturally, he was stopped by the guard for questioning. The guard called him before letting him in.

……

The memory came to an abrupt end when he entered the door. It seemed that Zhang Yuanwu had not entered a place where human beings lived together, but a lair of evil spirits.

Tao Taiqing didn't respond for a while, and stared blankly at Fang Shanshui's eyes. In Fang Shanshui's eyes, he seemed to see that he was Zhang Yuanwu. Feeling his fear, he followed him all the way to Shanshui Manor.

"Captain, what's the matter with you, Captain?" Seeing that the situation of the captain was too strange, as if he was stupid, the policeman beside him couldn't help but yelled twice worriedly.

Tao Taiqing shuddered suddenly, and when he came back to his senses, his subordinate police officers all looked at him with burning eyes.

Seeing that he was awake, Fang Shanshui asked aloud, "What did you see just now?"

Tao Taiqing had a complicated expression: "Master, don't you know?"

Fang Shanshui shook his head: "I can only vaguely feel that this piece of information records the location of his body. Recently, my Yuanshen's yang energy has become too heavy. If I sense Zhang Yuanwu's remaining thoughts, it will be washed away immediately."

Tao Taiqing looked back at what he saw just now, and slowly said: "I didn't actually see where his body was, but there was a strange place in it. Zhang Yuanwu fell into the water in a ghost car halfway, and after he escaped from the car, , I walked on the shore all afternoon, and when I got to Shanshui Manor, my clothes were still wet..."

Fang Shanshui: "This thought contains his death information. If you don't see where his body is, it can only be said that he forgot when he died. You should go to the place where you saw the drowning, and you should be able to find it." find him."

Tao Taiqing heard the words and looked at the police sent by Huicheng to help them investigate the case: "There is a black Santana under the left side of the Jinghong Bridge."

The Huicheng policeman received it, and immediately made a gesture and walked aside to call the police station to discuss the situation.

At this time, another Huicheng policeman heard Tao Taiqing's words, but suddenly looked strange, and also took out his mobile phone.

He opened a file and swiped it several times, then called up a photo on his mobile phone and showed it to Tao Taiqing: "Team Tao, do you think it is this car?"

Fang Shanshui and Yuan Pei also looked over. It was a black Santana under the water. Although the picture was a bit hazy, it was exactly the same as what Tao Taiqing had just seen.

Tao Taiqing nodded: "This is the one."

The old policeman shivered and said: "This is a car accident five years ago. There were three passengers in the car. All of them died because the car was stuck in the bottom of the water and it was difficult to salvage. In the end, only the bodies of the victims were salvaged. come up."

Fang Shanshui concluded: "Zhang Yuanwu's body should be in this car."

The old police officer holding the mobile phone shook his hand: "No way?"

The other young policemen also had goosebumps when they heard this.

Fang Shanshui: "If you send someone to salvage it, you will find out later."

The policemen looked at each other in blank dismay, but they didn't expect Fang Shanshui's words to come true.Not long after, the investigators sent by the police station actually found the missing Zhang Yuanwu's body in the stuck Santana at the bottom of the water. The body had been soaked for four days and was beyond recognition.

After receiving this news, Tao Taiqing and his party who came to investigate the case were immediately convinced, and dared not doubt Fang Shanshui's ability.

Tao Taiqing hesitated for a while, and asked Fang Shanshui again: "Zhang Yuanwu... has died. The current situation is that there is another missing girl, Gu Mengwen, whose whereabouts are still unknown. Except for the unconscious Wei Yingshao, she may be from the Die Xian game. The only one who is still alive. Human life is at stake, master, do you think there is any way to find Gu Mengwen as soon as possible?"

Master Yizhi was also anxious about this, and asked, "Fang Tanyue, do you have any spells for finding people?"

Yuan Pei opened his mouth when he heard the words, and wanted to say something, but Fang Shanshui held him back.

Yuan Pei's last injury hasn't healed yet, and he just stopped vomiting blood. Although looking at a photo or something has become his reflexive skills, there is no harm, but if there is any serious problem, I'm afraid it will happen again. To add more injuries, Fang Shanshui is not sure whether he can use spiritual roots to make up for Yuan Pei next time.

Fang Shanshui thought for a while and said: "There is a method, but it requires some special environment and items, so let me go with you, if I have Gu Mengwen's personal items and birthday horoscope, I can try to find out She's coming. Is her family in Lincheng?"

Tao Taiqing and Master Yizhi were quite pleasantly surprised when Fang Shanshui said that he was going to help.

Master Yizhi knew more about the situation of Gu Mengwen's family, and heard the words: "Yes, she has a younger brother in her family. Now she is hospitalized, and her family is watching her younger brother."

Fang Shanshui remembered the Pixiu gourd he had just carved and hadn't sent it out yet, so he said to several people: "I still have some things to do, you go first and leave the address to me, and I will go there by myself in the evening."