Yingyang Bookstore, No. 48

Zhao Chenghai's family lived in an apartment complex near the university, and the security was well done. When he arrived at the door, Tai Yi saw the uncle guard looking at him. Tai Yi blinked and pushed Xing Yang forward.

Xing Yang rolled his eyes and took out a gun from his pocket: "Police, did Professor Zhao Chenghai come out today?"

It may be the first time that the doorman uncle participated in this kind of activity, and he saluted very seriously, saying: "No, Professor Zhao hasn't come out for many days."

Xing Yang said: "We want to go to Professor Zhao's house. We suspect that he is in danger, but his phone cannot be reached."

The doorman knew how to take out a large bunch of spare keys from the drawer and hand them to him: "Professor Zhao's house is in Building B-2, but it's quite strange. Usually, Professor Zhao comes out on time at nine o'clock in the morning. I'm in charge of the day shift and I haven't seen anyone for two days. .”

Xing Yang patted the uncle on the shoulder: "If there is any suspicious person, please cooperate with us!"

The uncle nodded: "Definitely!"

Xing Yang took the key and hooked Tai Yi's shoulder and walked forward, Tai Yi was stunned, there is such an operation?

"Where did you come from! Tell me the truth!" Tai Yi asked.

Xing Yang took out the certificate to him and said: "It's just a skin, a cover-up."

Xing Yang carefully held the doorknob with one hand and twisted the key with the other, and opened the door carefully. There was no one in the living room, the two of them moved in carefully, and Tai Yi closed the door smoothly.

The doors of several rooms were all open, and the room was quiet. Tai Yi greeted Xing Yang: "The study! Is there someone in the study?"

Xing Yang took out a long knife in a swipe in the air, poked the door with the tip of the knife and pushed it open little by little, only to see Professor Zhao lying on the desk with his face facing the door, his body twisted at a strange angle, with a frightened expression on his face.

Tai Yi took a step back nervously: "Is he still alive...?"

Xing Yang walked forward a little impatiently, poked Zhao Chenghai with a knife, but there was no response, Tai Yi breathed out and stood side by side with Xing Yang.

"It's such a coincidence, he died as soon as we came to find him." Tai Yi said.

Xing Yang asked him: "Do you smell a bad smell?"

Tai Yi's heart tightened and he sniffed around: "No..."

Tai Yi poked his probe forward, there was indeed a faint smell, but it was a fragrance, and...it came from Zhao Chenghai.

Xing Yang stretched out his hand to grab Tai Yi's back collar, and with the other hand, he pointed the knife at Zhao Chenghai who got up suddenly.

Xing Yang took the knife back with a sneer, Zhao Chenghai stood up and rubbed his neck, leaning on the table with his orchid fingers raised.

"Oh, you guys are amazing~ My neck is sore."

Tai Yi looked at an old man like this and felt a little...

Taste it with eyes, its taste is very pungent.

"Yingying." Xing Yang raised his eyebrows and said.

Zhao Chenghai's outer layer of skin fell down in large chunks, and under the flesh and blood was another face. Yingying wiped the blood off his face, put his finger to his mouth and stuck out his tongue to lick it.

As Yingying's face was gradually revealed, the smell in the air seemed to become more and more viscous, sucking in front of the person's nose and unable to dissipate.

Tai Yi wrinkled his face and consciously hid behind Xing Yang.

Xing Yang looked at the piece of meat on the ground in disgust and quickly swung the knife, Yingying slid back and forth like a snake while dodging, his tongue became slender, and he looked at Xing Yang greedily.

Xing Yang felt a little...indescribably disgusting, and kept avoiding Yingying even with a knife.

Yingying took advantage of a gap to wrap her tongue around Xing Yang's knife, but her tongue, which was supposed to be soft, turned hard into a rock, and even Xing Yang's knife couldn't scratch it.

Xing Yang pulled back with all his strength, a little unbelievable that he couldn't move a perverted woman. Suddenly, Yingying's hand grabbed Tai Yi's neck and strangled him tightly.

Startled, Xing Yang took out a knife from his pocket and stabbed Yingying's tongue.

Blood flowed out from the long tongue, and the owner of that tongue was changed to Tai Yi again, Xing Yang blinked vigorously and turned into Tai Yi's face again, with a distorted smile, his tongue sticking out.

Xing Yang didn't know how to move for a while, Tai Yi stretched out his hand and grabbed Xing Yang's neck hard.

Standing behind Xing Yang, Tai Yi looked at the smiling Yingying leaning against the table as if he had no bones, Xing Yang froze in place with wide eyes, sweat dripped from his temples, and blue veins popped up on his neck and temples.

"Brother Yang? Brother Yang?" Tai Yi pushed Xing Yang.

Yingying said: "Don't waste that energy, I'm bewitched, I can't wake up."

Tai Yi said: "This taste has ghosts."

Yingying clapped her hands: "Yes! Master Tai is so smart!"

Tai Yi looked at her impatiently: "How can I solve it?"

Yingying shrugged: "I don't know, who can rely on his own demons, little brother, do you...do you want to play with me?"

Tai Yi touched Xing Yang's trouser pocket, took out a small knife and pointed at Yingying: "Don't play sloppy with me."

Ying Ying said aggrievedly: "Why are you so fierce..."

Tai Yi felt a little weird, this scene was very familiar, what should I do next...?I... how do I hold this knife?I……

Tai Yi cut his hand unconsciously with the knife, a little blood oozes from the shallow cut, the blood escaped from Tai Yi's wound and entered Yingying's eyes like a bug.

The hole healed instantly.

Xing Yang staggered for a moment as if he had come to his senses, and looked annoyed at Tai Yi who was next to Yingying before he could make a move, and stabbed Yingying's dantian with a knife.

A small black-smelling golden pill was lying in Tai Yi's hand, lingering in place before dissipating without waiting for anything to say.

It turned into half-black fragments and exploded with a bang.

Xing Yang quickly took out a small bottle from his pocket, and the fragments got into the bottle obediently.

And then Tai Yi suddenly passed out, Xing Yang picked up Tai Yi and walked out, and before leaving, he made a trick to burn up all the dirty things that shouldn't be there.

Xing Yang sent Tai Yi home and entrusted Xiaohan to take care of him. Tai's father was not off work yet.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Xiaohan stroked Tai Yi's hair and said softly, "Sister, can I tell you a story..."

Xing Yang and Aunt Ping said to leave the bottle to the old man Xing and hurried back to the ghost hall.

The housekeeper of the ghost hall has changed, the black dragon is still sleeping at the door, the hall is still gloomy, this is the underworld, there is no light, there is only a rotten and damp smell mixed with dust and darkness.

The hall was very empty, and there were many wind chimes hanging in the bedroom. The last time I came here, these wind chimes hung straight there without moving. This time, there was no trace of wind but they were shaking slightly, making small, slight sounds.

Xing Yang sat on the edge of the bed and watched for a while before leaving, leaving behind a heavy lock.

On this side, Tai Yi saw the charming Yingying and the gentle smiling sister Han in his dream.