After pompom enters Hades

Maybe it's the filthy, horrible blood all over the place, or maybe it's the broken glass and broken wooden boards with nails all over the place.

Zhu Ning was so frightened that his heart almost stopped beating, but he didn't immediately turn back into a small fluffy ball with snow-white fluff all over his body and short legs. Instead, his whole body tensed up and slowly backed away, and then turned around suddenly and squeezed through the iron cabinet to escape!

Behind him, the voices of two "policemen" seemed to be getting closer, but Zhu Ning's trembling hands could not push away the debris blocking the gate of the police station, let alone a car outside.

"We've been looking forward to it for a whole week, and finally someone came."

"Finally, finally..."

The voices of one old and one young came from the dark interior, weird and cold, as if they were about to leave the house soon, but Zhu Ning was trapped behind the iron cabinet, unable to push away the debris no matter what!

Zhu Ning only felt that he had stopped breathing, and tremblingly took out the small paper puppet in his pocket, but was horrified to find that the small paper puppet had turned into a limp piece of paper that couldn't be more ordinary. Even when Zhu Ning took out the paper puppet, he actually tore off the paper puppet's head.

For half a second, Zhu Ning even thought that he was experiencing an overly real nightmare, but the cold and hard iron cabinet behind him, and the overly real styrofoam in front of him, the discarded wooden boards with sticky stubble and all kinds of waste...

Reminding Zhu Ning, all these horrors are happening for real!

Just when the boy was about to cry in fright and tried desperately to push the temporary door of the police station, there was a harsh sound of metal mopping the floor outside, and then someone grabbed the wooden board in the middle of the debris pile and pulled it hard, directly pulling down the entire debris The wall, and then half-dragged and half-hugged the boy out.

The familiar shirt and trousers, and the faint smell of pine needle ice cream, Zhu Ning instantly realized who was carrying him out...

Zhu Ning was like a crying child who was bumped into, immediately jumped out of Hei Wuchang's embrace, stood up straight, and asked confidently, "Why did you come up from the underworld?"

Heiwuchang looked at the young man's reddish nose, and said warmly, "Scared?"

Zhu Ning immediately denied: "No!"

I am a majestic ghost in the world, the reincarnation of Pluto, and the gluttonous beast, so I will be frightened by ghosts! ! !

Hei Wuchang didn't dare to refute, but just stood there with a smile, stretched out his hand and gently wiped off the dust on the young man's cheeks and forehead when he fled in a hurry.

Zhu Ning didn't need to look in the mirror, he also knew that his current appearance should be similar to a disgraced little tabby cat, he sniffed his nose and kept still, waiting for Heiwuchang to help him wipe off the dust with peace of mind.

Then he pulled the sleeve of the black and spotless white shirt domineeringly, wiped his face as a towel, and regained his clean and confident youth.

"I thought your little paper was dead..." Zhu Ning took out the torn piece of paper, and with a very small voice pushed the fault to Hei Wuchang, "It suddenly stopped moving .”

Hei Wuchang embraced the boy naturally, and kissed the broken hair on his forehead very lightly.

This movement is so ambiguous and indistinct, it seems to be just a caressing comfort, mixed with deeper things, like flowing water that cannot be grasped by fingertips, passing by swiftly, it is difficult to catch.

The young man felt relieved, and he leaned closer to Hei Wuchang's neck: "Your fragrance seems to have faded, and the texture of the whole person seems to be different?"

Hei Wuchang looked in front of him, like a teenager evaluating ingredients, and couldn't help but smile: "I'm not the deity, but the real distraction. There is only a trace of my consciousness on the distraction puppet, but the real distraction It is directly controlled by the main body."

The young man looked at the man in front of him very curiously: "This body is also fake? Then what are you doing with your body now, meditating with your eyes closed in the secret room of the underworld, concentrating on controlling this distraction remotely?"

"Drinking tea in the Heavenly Court." Hei Wuchang paused, seeing the uneasiness on the young man's face, and then added in a gentle voice: "Don't worry, in the current Three Realms, no one except me can truly be one mind and two minds." Naturally, it is impossible to see the flaws in it."

"If the ghost emperor in the court joins hands, we have no chance of winning if we only rely on the confrontation between the yang world. In the near future, I may make arrangements in the two worlds of the sky and the underworld. I can only send distracted spirits to accompany you to investigate the case."

Since the appearance of Hei Wuchang, the young man felt at ease. He poked the man in the shirt and trousers in front of him curiously: "You are no different from the main body now."

Hei Wuchang said frankly: "The cultivation of distraction is not even one-tenth of the body."

Zhu Ning worried: "Then you have become an ordinary person?"

Heiwuchang was silent for a while, and then said: "...It's better than Zhang Yujin and Xu Wei."

After this time, there was a rustling sound in the dilapidated and dark police station, but it seemed that it was still in the very depths and did not go outside.

Zhu Ning was startled, and quickly hid behind Hei Wuchang.

Hei Wuchang turned sideways and whispered in a very low voice: "Don't make a sound."

Zhu Ning held her breath nervously, not daring to move.

Hei Wuchang: "If the ghosts of the policemen inside are alarmed now, and the second ghosts know that they are dead, they will definitely be frightened out of their wits and disappear forever... After all, they are two people who are dedicated to their duties, so we still have to try our best to save them."

Zhu Ning was stunned.

Hei Wu often said in a very soft voice: "The ghosts in Yucheng are extremely vicious. They not only injured two policemen seven days ago, but also seriously injured their souls. Throat slits and hammer wounds also appeared on the ghosts. This kind of brutal killing of souls has not been seen for nearly a thousand years."

Zhu Ning reacted quickly: "Did the power of the ghost emperor do it?"

Hei Wuchang nodded, and said in a deep voice: "Only when the ghost emperors of the five directions are in charge of the underworld, will they treat souls like nothing. I'm afraid they don't want the dead souls in Yucheng to return to the underworld, and let the Hades find out."

This is extremely difficult, not to mention telling the two ghosts that they are ghosts, ghosts can see in the dark, just now the old policeman's ghost checked Zhu Ning's work card, it was in the back room where they couldn't see their fingers, now they just need to go outside, You can see your own body.

Heiwuchang: "The corpse has been dead for a long time, don't go in now."

Hei Wuchang pushed open the iron cabinet blocking the door, and walked in quickly. A few minutes later, the lights in the police station were turned on, and Hei Wuchang and the two "policemen" greeted each other from inside the room.

After Zhu Ning entered the house, he saw that the blood stains on the ground had been simply cleaned to make it less scary, and the two corpses outside had disappeared.

Heiwuchang was standing at the entrance of the inner room with his arms folded, talking with the ghosts inside, and at the same time unobtrusively indicating the location of the iron cabinet.

Zhu Ning looked at the iron cabinet. The cabinet door was barely closed and was only fixed with wire. A broom and dustpan with blood scabs on it was hastily placed beside the cabinet.

Obviously, Hei Wuchang's current level of cultivation is slightly higher than that of Zhang Yujin, which is not enough to transform two corpses out of thin air and clean the room magically.

Just after Heiwuchang entered the door, he carried the corpse into the iron cabinet in the dark, and swept the floor with a broom?

Zhu Ning looked at the man leaning against the door to talk, his cultivation base was suppressed to almost nothing, but Hei Wuchang lost a bit of unreal aloofness and coldness, and brought a trace of ordinary humanity.

The old policeman in the back room was so excited that his eye sockets were a little wet. He thought he had persisted in a daze for several days, and finally persisted with serious injuries until the arrival of support.

If it weren't for his ghost spirit being so weak that he couldn't even stand up, he might have come up to him and shook hands with Hei Wuchang.

The young policeman stood aside shyly. Although there was no cut on his neck that almost split the ghost in half like the old policeman's, it seemed that the back of his head had been hit with a blunt object, and the ghostly aura in the back half of his head was gone. It's gone, it's just a black mass.

The two ghosts are not gray and black shadows, but maintain the color of living people, but the ghost aura around them is so thin that it doesn't even count as a plastic bag, it can only be regarded as a light mist that can be dispersed at any time.

Zhu Ning looked at the old policeman who was laughing loudly with excitement, fearing that it would be gone in the next second like a flashback.

The old policeman said cheerfully, "Is this the little comrade who still has a work permit just now?"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and wanted to stand up with the help of the table, so scared that Zhu Ning quickly held his hand that was about to let go, and pressed him back: "Your injury is serious, you need to be re-bandaged immediately, please sit still! "

The old policeman finally insisted on "living" until now, and quickly sat down obediently.

The old policeman didn't even have the extra ghostly aura of condensed gauze, and the gauze wrapped around his neck was really genuine gauze.

Zhu Ning took the crumpled gauze, tied a bow on the back of the old policeman's neck with a guilty conscience, and then quietly blew several breaths while no one was paying attention.

The old policeman was full of praise for Zhu Ning's new dressing, saying that once the new gauze was changed, he would feel refreshed.

But the two policemen couldn't explain what happened seven days ago. They only knew that there were ghosts in the city, and Zhu Ning didn't dare to ask forcibly, for fear that the two of them would suddenly recall the scene when they were killed.

Then Zhuning repeated the contents of the aunt's distress call to the two dedicated ghosts. The old policeman was very impatient: "I'll go to the computer to check it!"

After speaking, he walked to the computer like a human, entered the word Beibei, and soon after found the answer, he turned around and said, "Sun Beibei, 5 years old, is Li Hongxia's granddaughter, and she is currently in the first class of kindergarten."

Zhu Ning looked at the desktop computer which had already been smashed and blacked out, and didn't say anything to expose it.

When these two police officers in the old city died in the line of duty, they carried huge self-blame and unwillingness in their hearts, and now they have turned into ghosts. Most of what they heard and saw was the obsession in their hearts.

The old policeman still can't believe that he is dead, but he has supported himself with injuries and is investigating the case dutifully.

The population of Yucheng is less than [-], and there are fewer children. The two film policemen must be familiar with the children here, so they can "find out" from the black-screened computer.

Hei Wuchang also skipped this topic, and asked instead: "Where is the kindergarten in the old town?"

Veteran cop: "At the corner behind Zhongxin Street, just 10 minutes away from here, Li Hongxia called for help, but she didn't tell Sun Beibei where Sun Beibei was at the first time. It should be because the nursery school is a place that everyone in the city knows!"

The shy young policeman finally found a chance to speak: "Old Feng is right, if Sun Beibei is kidnapped and taken to other places in the city, when Li Hongxia asks for help, she will definitely say... the other children in the kindergarten, It may well be dangerous."

When Zhu Ning and Hei Wuchang were about to rush to the nursery school, the young policeman also supported the old policeman and wanted to follow.

Their bodies were in the cabinet in the outhouse, and Zhu Ning and the two dared not leave them to continue wandering in the police station. Fortunately, floating was not difficult for the ghosts, so the two police officers followed behind, half-walking, half-floating, staggering out of the police station. Bureau.

At least two of the three street lamps in Yucheng were broken. Several people were walking on the empty road that flickered on and off. It was already 11 o'clock in the evening, and there were no pedestrians on the road.

Zhu Ning: "You said earlier that there are not many good people in Yucheng? Why is that?"

The old policeman thought for a while, and his tone became hesitant: "I really want to see it... why can't I remember it!"

The old policeman was in a hurry for a long time, but finally he didn't remember it. He stomped his feet in self-blame, and stepped deeply into the asphalt road several times, but he kept repeating:

"But it's not safe to knock on the door and ask for help on the phone. Xiao Zhang, don't knock on the door casually. You don't know who is a good person. You have no way of knowing... Do you hear me?"

The young policeman who supported the old policeman nodded vigorously: "Old Feng, I was just in a panic before. Just saying that, now that the rescuers from above have arrived, I will not take the risk of knocking on the door and calling outside the city."

Zhu Ning seemed to have guessed the reason why the old policeman forgot. He probably floated out of the police station as a ghost after his death, and floated into the residential building, where he saw something.

Just when Zhu Ning was thinking, several people had already walked outside the wall of Rainbow Kindergarten. The whole park was so small that it was almost pitch black.The playground is littered with unpacked hula hoops and bouncing balls.

A dozen small figures could be vaguely seen, sitting in a circle on the ground of the playground, and an even smaller black figure was running and jumping outside the circle.

The immature child's voice sang softly:

"Drop, drop, drop the handkerchief."

"Put it gently behind the children..."