My Wandering Spirit Lady

Lang Xingchen knew Su Momo well, and she knew that with the other party's personality, this matter must be dealt with to the end.Sometimes Lang Xingchen wishes Su Momo could live a more realistic and cold-blooded life.

But if this is the case, she is not Su Momo but Lang Xingchen, isn't she?

Lang Xingchen smiled, the bodyless soul floated with the wind, and the memory floated far, far away...

Nearly 20 years ago, Lang Xingchen was four years old and was a member of the orphanage in Sanyang City.

At that time, she was bullied by other children in the orphanage almost every day. When the principal and volunteers were not paying attention, Lang Xingchen was often blocked by older children to remote corners. They pushed her, Pat her on the head with your hand, if Lang Xingchen accidentally falls down, some of the brave children will drag her far away by hair.

At that time, Lang Xingchen was isolated by all the children, her life was dark and gloomy, and she lived in trembling every day. She tried hard to protect herself, but she was powerless to resist because of the number of opponents.

For a long time, Lang Xingchen didn't know why she was so unlucky and why all the children didn't like her.

It wasn't until she was a little older and recalled this period of time that she realized... and this reason is somewhat embarrassing.

She was the only healthy child in the entire orphanage.

The rest of the children were abandoned by their parents because of physical or mental illness or disability, such as cleft lip and palate, certain congenital diseases, and so on.

Only Lang Xingchen is healthy, smart and beautiful, and the volunteers like him the most.

But the young Lang Xingchen didn't understand that everything she suffered was due to the jealousy of those children. Long-term bullying made Lang Xingchen's character more and more withdrawn. She was wary of everyone around her, and would even suddenly attack out of kindness. Volunteers who loved her, and gradually the volunteers in the orphanage no longer liked her.

until one day……

Lang Xingchen remembered that the weather was very bad that day. It was noon but the sky was gray, thick cumulonimbus clouds covered the sun, and it looked like a rainstorm was about to come.

The courtyard of the orphanage was empty, all the children went back indoors, and only at this time was Lang Xingchen eligible to enjoy the only swing in the orphanage.

Lang Xingchen was swinging on the swing, the sound of "creak creak" echoed regularly, and a little girl of the same age as Lang Xingchen appeared next to the swing, with braided horns, a pair of big watery eyes that were sparkling, and wearing a A beige dress with a beautiful bow on the chest, and a pair of small red leather shoes on her feet.

Lang Xingchen noticed the girl's existence, and when he saw the girl's dress, a trace of envy flashed in his eyes.

At that time, Lang Xingchen never had a new dress of his own, let alone a skirt.

There are many girls in the orphanage, even if there are well-meaning people donating skirts, the headmaster will let those children who are not in good health choose first. When Lang Xingchen comes here, most of them are some boys' old clothes, or school uniforms that have been eliminated.

That day, Lang Xingchen was wearing a set of blue elementary school uniforms, which were a bit too big, and they were loosely worn on his body.

The little girl stood beside the swing and smiled sweetly at Lang Xingchen, and said, "Can you play with me for a while?"

Outside the railing not far away, there was a couple standing smiling and looking at this side. Although Lang Xingchen was young, his ability to perceive words and emotions had already been cultivated like fire and pure love. She knew that the two were the parents of the little girl. After thinking about it again and again, Long Xingchen stopped, and silently gave the swing to the little girl.

"Thank you." The little girl thanked sincerely before she got on the swing, which was beyond Lang Xingchen's expectations.

All along, it's only natural for her to be robbed and occupied. No one has said these two words to her.

The little girl twisted and twisted on the swing, as if she couldn't grasp the essentials, a hint of eagerness flashed in her beautiful eyes, Lang Xingchen's body took the lead, walked to the back of the swing and gave it a gentle push.

The little girl let out a series of laughter like silver bells, and Lang Xingchen also raised the corners of her lips.

Five minutes later, the little girl returned the swing to Lang Xingchen, and imitated Lang Xingchen's appearance, went around behind the swing and pushed the swing for Lang Xingchen.

This made Lang Xingchen very flattered, but unfortunately the good times didn't last long. A muffled thunder flashed across the sky, the couple outside the railing yelled, and the little girl ran away.

Lang Xingchen watched the little girl run to her parents, the little girl suddenly turned her head and waved to herself.

"I'll come and play with you tomorrow!"

"...Okay!" Lang Xingchen waved his arms vigorously and shouted loudly.

Lang Xingchen watched the family of three go away, but she didn't go back to the house. Instead, she went back to the swing and swung for a while. She didn't run into the house until the big raindrops fell from the sky.

After all, I don't know when I will be eligible to play on the swing next time.

……

In fact, Lang Xingchen didn't have too much hope for the little girl's words. She had heard too many promises over the years, and most of them failed.

But the next morning, the little girl really appeared. The only person accompanying her today was her father, still standing outside the railing, watching from a distance.

The little girl brought a brand new set of plasticine and a beautiful notebook. After seeing Lang Xingchen, she handed over the notebook first: "For you!"

"what is this?"

"My dad said it was called a diary, and he bought me two, one for each of us."

"What is a diary?"

"That is, you write down the things that happen every day, happy and unhappy. I kept a diary for the first time yesterday, and I wrote the things about us swinging in it. If you don't know how to write Use pinyin instead."

The girl also opened the diary, pointed to a blank page seriously, and said, "Here, write the year, month, day, weather and mood. Write the content below."

Lang Xingchen took the diary silently, but her cheeks were a little hot. She could only write a few very simple words, and she couldn't use pinyin.

But Lang Xingchen didn't reject the girl's kindness, and even said thank you.

Maybe it was because the girl's father was in town, no other children came to disturb them that day, Lang Xingchen also exchanged names with the girl, the girl's name is Su Momo.

"My name is Lang Xingchen. The dean said that there were many stars in the sky that night when he picked me up. The word "stars" comes from: 'The dangerous building is a hundred feet high, and the stars can be picked by hand.'" Lang Xingchen knew this line at that time The only line of the poem, perhaps caused by a little self-esteem, she recited very loudly.

Su Momo's watery eyes sparkled, she clapped her hands and praised, "Your name is really nice!"

"Really?" Lang Xingchen raised his chin, his smiling eyes curved, and his heart was even sweeter.

……

After parting from Su Momo that day, Lang Xingchen hid the diary in his clothes, returned to the room like the wind, and hid the diary under the pillow.

I went to the activity room to get colored pens, came back and lay down on the bed, opened the diary and wrote down the time, weather, and mood according to Su Momo's prompts.

Lang Xingchen lay on the bed, bit the end of the colored pen, thought for a long time, and wrote in his diary: Happy today.

Lang Xingchen was holding the colored pen, looking at the lonely words, her little face turned red, but she couldn't write any more. Even though she had a lot to say, the Chinese and ink in her stomach could not support her expression.

At that moment, Lang Xingchen made up his mind to study hard, at least he could write whatever he wanted.

Perhaps at this moment, Su Momo's unintentional kindness planted a seed in Lang Xingchen's young heart. This seed took root and germinated, and supported Lang Xingchen's school journey all the way, no matter how difficult the situation in the future, no matter how difficult it was. The reality is so cruel, she never gave up.

After the end of the nine-year compulsory education, Lang Xingchen rejected the dean's proposal to let her go to a technical secondary school to learn a craft and work early.Relying on the support of the Su family, he finished high school and was admitted to university with excellent grades. When he became an adult, he rejected the follow-up support from the Su family and finished university by holding several jobs.

It was Su Momo who made Lang Xingchen understand the horror of ignorance, and it was Su Momo who changed her life. Lang Xingchen was the only college student in the orphanage, majoring in law with excellent grades.

……

As for that diary...

Even though Lang Xingchen hid it carefully, he was robbed by other children. Lang Xingchen didn't even dare to resist, so he could only sit on the steps and cry alone.

Su Momo sat beside her, and when she heard that the diary was robbed, she immediately pulled Lang Xingchen towards the crowd and asked, "Who robbed it?"

It was an eight-year-old boy with cleft lip and palate. At first glance, he looked a little scary, and Su Momo was obviously frightened, but she was as small as a porcelain doll, but she burst out with amazing strength.

Su Momo protected Lang Xingchen behind him, and asked the boy loudly why he wanted to steal other people's things, he was not ashamed.

……

The diary was not returned in the end, and Su Momo was pushed down and fell over because of it.

Su Momo and Lang Xingchen sat on the steps, Lang Xingchen was crying pear blossoms with rain, holding Su Momo's scratched hand at a loss, Lang Xingchen was very afraid that Su Momo's parents would never let Su Momo and himself It's time to play.

Su Momo did not cry, but wiped Lang Xingchen's tears with the back of her clean hand. Lang Xingchen would never forget what Su Momo said that day.

Momo Su said: "My father told me that if you are bullied by other children, you should resist loudly, especially girls must learn to protect themselves." After a pause, Momo Su continued: "I will come to play with you every day from now on, If they bully you again, tell me!"

……

Lang Xingchen recovered from his memory, with a faint smile on his face. Thinking about it now, Su Momo was actually very scared that day. When he said those words to himself, Su Momo's eyes were red. Maybe it was because she saw I was crying so sad that I tried not to cry, and endured the pain in my hand to comfort myself.

Momo Su really fulfilled the promise she made when she was young. From then on, Lang Xingchen had many things that belonged to her, all of which were gifts from Su's parents.

At Su Momo's request, the Su family even completed the adoption procedures for a while, but later Su's mother was found to be pregnant with a second child and was no longer eligible for adoption, so the matter had to be abandoned.

But the Su family's support for Lang Xingchen has never stopped...

Regarding all the things between them, Su Momo "forgot", Lang Xingchen still remembered that although she died, she couldn't let go.

Lang Xingchen raised his head, looked at the sky full of stars and let out a long sigh, he was the one who made things difficult for others, if Su Momo could ignore Zhang's case, then he wouldn't be Su Momo...

At this moment, Lang Xingchen didn't know whether to comfort Su Momo for maintaining her good qualities since she was a child, or lament that she didn't know the dangers of society and people's hearts.

Zhang's words were always a big stone on Lang Xingchen's heart. She didn't know if this was Su Momo's predestined experience, or it was an innocent disaster caused to Su Momo because of her forced return to the world. It's fine if it's the former, but if it's the latter... Lang Xingchen is very worried that this is just the beginning.

She suddenly thought of a person, Su Sifang, the descendant of the Tibetan Tantra master, the kind monk who seemed to know everything.

If it wasn't for the prophet, how could she say such a thing?

Lang Xingchen raised his hand and touched his nose. Last time, he swore that he would never disturb others in the future, but he didn't expect that he would visit the door for the second time after only a few days.

But in order to clarify the doubts in his heart, Lang Xingchen had no choice but to bite the bullet and visit again.

Lang Xingchen searched for memories and drifted towards Xinxin's home in the suburbs of Shanyang City. The ghost was like a breeze. Lang Xingchen arrived at Xinxin's home in less than 5 minutes.

The residential building where Su Sifang is located is easy to find, just open your ghost eyes and look for the one that shines with golden light in the dark night.

Lang Xingchen came to a residential building, looked up and saw that the entire fourth floor was surrounded by a solemn but gentle golden light, but she had You Yangshu by her side to enter the enchantment.

Lang Xingchen floated beyond the fourth floor and passed through the wall...

Although she found the right place this time, she chose the wrong direction and went next door to Su Sifang's house, No. 401.

The layout of the two houses is exactly the same, but the furnishings are slightly different.

Lang Xingchen looked around for a while and called out, "Master Su? Are you there?"

At this moment, Lang Xingchen suddenly shouted, "Who are you?!"

Lang Xingchen turned his head and saw a girl who was about the same age as him, but the girl was also in a spirit state floating in mid-air just like him.

The girl glared at Lang Xingchen, and said: "You are so brave, you actually floated to Mr. Murong's house! Don't kill yourself!"

"Murong?" Lang Xingchen frowned, the name was no stranger to her, and the dark man in black robes with a stern face flashed in his mind.

"That's right, this is Lord Murong's home!"

Lang Xingchen suddenly realized, looked at the furnishings in the room, and realized that he had made a mistake.

"Sorry, I went to the wrong door."

Who would have thought that girl would not let her go, and stood in front of Lang Xingchen: "You said you went wrong, so you went wrong... Hey, that's not right! There is a law wall outside this room, how did you get in?"

Lang Xingchen narrowed his eyes and asked back, "Who are you?"

"I...my name is Miao, I'm..." The girl puffed her chest out and continued, "I'm Lord Murong's...ghost deed! This is my home. If you don't make it clear today if you break into a private house Don't even think about leaving!"

This is the first time Lang Xingchen heard of the term "ghost deed". She replied: "Sorry, I came to find Master Su, but I didn't know the way and went to the wrong room."

"Are you here to find Master Xiaofang?"

"Well, you know her too?"

"She is Lord Murong's friend, but it's unfortunate that you came here. Lord Murong, Sang Yu, Eldest Sister, and Master Xiaofang went to Jiuhua Mountain to do business together, and they won't be back until about a month later."

"That's it, then I'll come back another day." After speaking, Lang Xingchen made a gesture to leave.

Ah Miao was in a hurry, and chased after Lang Xingchen, asking: "Don't go, it's rare to see someone of the same kind, what's your phone number, I'll call you when Master Xiaofang comes back?"

"...Can ghosts also have mobile phones?"

Ah Meow rolled her eyes, took out a mobile phone and shook it in front of Lang Xingchen's eyes, showing off: "Why not, I have it! If you want one too, I will let her see it when Lord Murong comes back." Fold one for you."

It was Mu Rong again, Lang Xingchen didn't have a good impression of this errand, and always felt that the other party was too unkind, so after thinking about it, he asked: "Can this kind of mobile phone make calls to living people?"

"What are you thinking? Impossible!"

"That's it, then there's no need, thank you." Originally, Lang Xingchen thought that if he could call living people, he would have an extra way to contact Su Momo, and if he couldn't, forget it.

Ah Meow continued to persuade: "But you can call me! How about we make friends?"

Lang Xingchen chuckled and left Murong's house.

……

Lang Xingchen didn't go anywhere else, and went directly back to Momo Su's apartment, floating outside the apartment and using his perspective eyes to look at the people inside.

Su Momo was wearing a nightgown and sitting in front of the desk applying a facial mask. The laptop on the desktop was turned on, and Su Momo was concentrating on browsing something.

Lang Xingchen drove his see-through eyes and looked at Su Momo's computer desktop. As expected, Su Momo was browsing the judicial process of the old unjust, false and wrongly appealed.

Lang Xingchen withdrew his gaze, and floated outside the wall with arms folded, waiting silently as usual.

Lang Xingchen has a "home", which is the urn in the funeral center of Shanyang City, but she doesn't like the coldness there. Every time she "separated" from Su Momo before, Lang Xingchen never went far. Su Momo just disappeared from sight.

Now that Momo Su has "forgot" her, Lang Xingchen doesn't want to appear in front of each other endlessly. Everyone needs their own private space, even if they were once very close.

……

The next day, after Su Momo woke up and washed up, Lang Xingchen showed up at Su Momo's house on time.

"You're here!"

"Well, how did you think about it?"

Su Momo smiled at Lang Xingchen and said, "Sit first."

"it is good."

The two sat facing each other, Su Momo said: "I know what you said yesterday is reasonable, and I know that you are doing it for my own good, but after thinking about it for a long time... I decided to do my part for Zhang's case. I hope...you can understand."

"I understand."

"Really!" Su Momo said in surprise.

"Well. If it's useful to get me, I'll help."

"Great, I really want to ask you one thing!"

"Go ahead."

Su Momo brought Lang Xingchen to the photo wall in the living room, pointed to the nearest family portrait, and said, "This is my parents, and this is my younger brother Su Zeyu. I would like to trouble you to visit them every day. You Didn't you say you could see the 'luck' over someone's head? I wanted to make sure they were safe and not in danger because of my personal actions."

Lang Xingchen turned to look at Su Momo. The other person's expression was so sincere, his dark eyes were full of hope, and Su Momo's heartfelt voice was also sincere and pure, all of which were love and concern for his family.

Looking at Su Momo like this, Lang Xingchen's thoughts drifted away again, and all the past appeared in his mind like a slideshow.

It is such a girl, thin and frail, sometimes she can't even take care of herself, but she has countless beautiful things in her heart.

It's just such a simple, silly, naive girl... But Lang Xingchen can't rest assured no matter what, and can't let go.

Seeing that the other party didn't answer, Su Momo asked weakly again: "Is it okay?"

Lang Xingchen hooked the corner of his mouth, and replied: "Yes, yes, but you have to promise me one thing."

"You said."

"Take me to a movie during your break."

Su Momo blinked, and for a moment her eyes looked like a chick just hatched, as if she couldn't understand why the female ghost made such a request.

"make a deal!"

……

On the way to work, the two chatted.

"What did you eat last night?" Lang Xingchen asked.

"Instant noodles..."

"Junk food, no nutrition!"

"Oh, I had something to do last night. Besides, I don't know how to cook."

"After get off work, I will accompany you to the supermarket to buy some ingredients, and I will teach you a few simple meals first."

"it is good."

"By the way, is your mind reading technique still working?" Su Momo asked.

"Don't worry, I can help you."

"That's not what I mean, I just want to ask, after leaving my body, has your world become noisy again?"

"...Well, it's okay, I'll get used to it slowly."

Su Momo touched the Buddhist beads on his wrist, and said, "It's not a solution to go on like this. Didn't you say that this Buddhist beads are very powerful?"

"Yes, wear it well and don't take it off."

"Then the owner of this string of Buddhist beads must be very powerful. I want to take you to meet that master some other day, and see if she can help you flip the 'switch' for mind reading."

"Don't bother?"

"That master is very kind, what if she really has a solution? You... You see so many people on the street, your ears must be very noisy. Just thinking about it makes me feel very hard." Since After learning that the female ghost's mind-reading skill is a passive skill, Su Momo would always think of it whenever she walked on a crowded street.

Maybe Su Momo can't feel this kind of feeling in this life, but she can imagine this kind of pain.

Previously, the family proposed to buy her a car, but Su Momo rejected it. These days, Su Momo is always thinking about whether to put buying a car on the agenda again.

After reading Su Momo's thoughts, Lang Xingchen took the initiative to say: "Let's talk about it later, finish this case first."

"it is good!"

Su Momo's words reminded Lang Xingchen that the magic wall protecting the entire fourth floor was made by who?If it's possible... Can you please ask that person to build a magic wall for Su Momo's apartment and home, at least to protect Su Momo and her family from evil spirits.

When he came to the door of the law firm, Lang Xingchen instructed: "After entering the law firm, everything should be done step by step. If you don't go there, ask lawyer Li Mingyi for the file from the year, and try to put on a learning attitude, don't show any clues."

"know."

"It is still uncertain whether lawyer Li Mingyi knew the inside story back then. I will read his thoughts and remind you, but it is still the best thing to be careful, so as not to leave hidden dangers."

"Ah."

Throughout the morning, Su Momo followed Lang Xingchen's request and did what he had to do. It was not until the lunch break was approaching that colleagues went out to eat in twos and threes, and lawyer Li Mingyi also left the office with a suit jacket, and Su Momo went up to greet her.

"Lawyer Li."

"Ah, Xiao Su. Thank you for what happened yesterday!"

"You're welcome, Lawyer Li, can I have a look at the file of this case?"

Li Mingyi frowned, and asked, "It's an old case, what are you looking at it for?"

"I haven't been exposed to cases of this specification before in school, and I want to learn about it."

Lawyer Li Mingyi thought for a while, and felt that Su Momo had helped him once after all, and said, "It should be in the archives. I'll write you a note and you can take it to Xiao Wu in the archives. Let her look for it for you."

"Thank you, Attorney Li!"

Li Mingyi left after writing the approval note for Su Momo. Su Momo asked in his heart, "Does Lawyer Li have any questions?"

"No, he didn't know that Zhang was wronged."

Su Momo breathed a sigh of relief and replied, "That's good."

In the afternoon, Su Momo and Xiao Wu from the archives office searched for nearly two hours before finding the files from that year. Fortunately, this law firm has a history of 30 years, and the preservation of files and files is also quite professional.

Although it was placed in a kraft paper bag, due to the yellowing of the material after 15 years, the paper is also brittle.

Momo Su made a copy of all the materials after obtaining consent, and returned the original materials to Xiao Wu.

Back at their workstations, Su Momo and Lang Xingchen looked through the files from that year.

The record of the whole case was exactly the same as in Su Momo's dream, but Su Momo quickly found two possible points to reverse the case.

One is the statement made by Zhang when he was interrogated. He insisted that he just pulled out his baton and waved it indiscriminately out of self-defense.

But apart from the deceased, there were a total of four witnesses, all of whom were students of this school. The confessions of the four were surprisingly consistent, emphasizing that Zhang hit the victim on the head many times and was finally pulled away by them.

In Zhang's statement, he was surrounded and beaten by five people, but in the statement of those four people, Zhang was only attacked by the victim, and the four of them were just fighting.

Su Momo found the information of the deceased. Although he looked tough from the photos, he was only a minor at the time. He was far different from Zhang in terms of size and strength. It was impossible to force Zhang to the point of self-defense alone.

Doubtful point two, the forensic examination of the victim had multiple blow wounds on the head, one of which was fatal, and the murder weapon was a blunt stick, which was later determined to be Zhang's baton.

But in the dream, Su Momo clearly saw Zhang's baton being kicked away after he dropped his hand, but Yao Yaoling found the baton in a garbage dump not far from the school, and the fingerprints on the baton were wiped off. The victim's DNA was extracted on the Internet, and the number of the baton belonged to Zhang.

The prosecution also accused Zhang of "hiding the murder weapon" based on this evidence, which was not an excessive defense but intentional homicide. This appeal point of view was adopted by the court.

But the problem is that the blood on the batons is obvious from the photos, and there is no sign of being wiped off. It is even very likely that the person who framed Zhang left it on purpose.

As a mature adult, if Zhang is smart enough to wipe off fingerprints, will he ignore such conspicuous bloodstains?

Moreover, he left the batons in such a conspicuous place in the garbage dump, isn't this waiting for the police to find out?

Momo Su had read Li Mingyi's defense, and lawyer Li also raised this question to the court, but the prosecutor pointed out that Li Mingyi's defense was a subjective guess, and Zhang was flustered because of the murder, and it was getting late at that time. If the line of sight is blocked, it is possible to commit an omission of ignoring the bloodstains.

The batons belonged to Zhang, who also admitted the fact that he hit the victim's head. Four eyewitnesses confirmed that the forensic doctor identified the wound on the head of the deceased as the result of the baton, and the angle of the blow belonged to the same person. The evidence is convincing .

After several recent court trials, Zhang could not produce any favorable evidence. Zhang was finally sentenced to death with a two-year reprieve.

During the period of probation, Zhang had a serious conflict with his inmates, and the death sentence went as scheduled.

After reading the file, Momo Su fell silent.

Lang Xingchen waited for a while and asked, "Apart from these two doubts, do you see any problems?"

Momo Su shook her head, eyes full of confusion.

Lang Xingchen pointed to the forensic examination and said, "I think there seems to be something wrong here."

"What's the problem?"

"An excellent forensic doctor can use the wounds on the deceased's body, such as the angle of penetration into the body, the contact surface of the head, and calculate the height range of the murderer based on the height of the deceased. Some experienced people can also calculate the gender of the murderer. Body shape and so on. We now know that the victim's blow injury on the head was not done by one person, so why did the forensic doctor write that?"

"You mean...the forensic doctor has a problem?!"

Lang Xingchen stared at Momo Su, and said patiently: "Don't worry, think about other possibilities again?"

"Maybe there is a problem with the forensic identification, maybe..."

Lang Xingchen took Su Momo's words and continued: "Perhaps, the murderer may be someone who is similar to Zhang, and there is another possibility that the murderer is a thoughtful person who knows a lot about criminal investigation. There is no way to induce the forensic doctor to make such a judgment, and he knows how to pick up Zhang’s baton and wipe off the fingerprints on it, directly pushing Zhang’s excessive defense to the level of intentional homicide, which is enough to judge.”

Su Momo stared at the forensic doctor's judgment on the file and fell into deep thought.

Lang Xingchen said earnestly: "If it's really the last guess, then this murderer is terrible. He had such vicious and meticulous thoughts when he was a minor, and he doesn't know what he has twisted into now."

"Yes, we must find evidence and bring the real culprit to justice! But... where do we start?"

Lang Xingchen thought for a while, and replied: "Don't worry, I have a solution. You work hard first, and I will come back to pick you up before get off work. I will go to your parents and younger brother to see their luck, and then go to Zhang Ask."

Momo Su said apologetically, "I should have investigated it, but I still troubled you."

"Don't be silly, wait for me to pick you up after get off work."

After Lang Xingchen left, Su Momo took a photo of the copy of the dossier and put the copy in his drawer.

Su Zeyu's school and Su Momo's family, Lang Xingchen, are familiar with each other. She has seen the luck of the three of them, and they are all peaceful.

The luck of people who are kind and kind-hearted is also clear, otherwise it will be muddy.

The old saying: If you want others to know you have to do nothing, it also makes sense to explain it from the perspective of metaphysics.

Lang Xingchen came to Shanyang Central Hospital, found Hao Jiefang and explained his intentions. Hao Jiefang was not surprised by Su Momo's decision. He quickly read out Zhang's name from the dead book, and then gave Lang Xingchen a bi Green talisman paper, said: "Shake this talisman, it will lead you to find Zhang."

"Thank you."

Floating out of the hospital, Lang Xingchen shook the talisman in his hand, and the emerald green talisman instantly turned into countless emerald light spots, and Lang Xingchen followed the guide of the light spots to the old city.

The light spot got into a private house and disappeared.

Lang Xingchen passed through the wall and saw Zhang floating in the air, looking at the old and the young at the dining table.

The smell in the room was not good, there were all kinds of clothes drying on the drying rack, and the old-style wooden furniture was wiped spotlessly, giving off a quaint atmosphere.

The gray-haired Aunt Wu sat at the dining table with a boy who looked seventeen or eighteen years old, but the boy's behavior was contrary to his age.

There was a bib on his chest, rice grains stuck to his face, and he held a toy car in his hand and kept pushing it back and forth on the dining table, muttering words.

Aunt Wu put down the bowls and chopsticks, and coaxed: "Xiaobao, stop playing, and eat your food first, ah."

The boy called "Little Treasure" looked at Aunt Wu, grudgingly ate two mouthfuls of food, and continued playing with the toy car.

"What are you doing here?" Zhang asked.

Looking at the old and the young, Lang Xingchen also felt a little uncomfortable, especially the blood on Aunt Wu's head has not dissipated...

Lang Xingchen looked back at Zhang, and said, "Momo agreed to your matter."

"Really?"

"Well, but you can't harass her anymore."

"Don't worry, I promise."

"This is a 15-year-old case, and it is difficult to investigate. Momo and I have read the file and found two doubtful points that may reverse the case, but asking rashly will only scare the snake. I thought of a way , need to use your nightmare technique."

"Okay! Just tell me what you want me to do!"

"Your nightmare technique can only create nightmares, or..."

"I can create other dreams, that's how I entrusted my mother with dreams!"

"Except for the suspect you've made a fuss about, can you find out the addresses of other people?"

"can!"

"Well, I will come to you after twelve o'clock tonight. You are responsible for creating dreams to guide their memories of the year, and I will use mind reading to read effective information. After we have certain clues, we will make a new plan and see where it comes from. Go ahead."

After hearing Lang Xingchen's deployment, Zhang was overjoyed, and said gratefully: "It's because you who have been to college have better brains, thank you!"

Lang Xingchen looked at Zhang, hesitant to speak.

She wanted to tell Zhang: Aunt Wu's head was surrounded by blood, but then she thought about it, so what?

Hao Jiefang once expressly prohibited their souls from interfering in the life and death of living people, and Zhang's current situation... Even if he told him about this, not only would he not be able to do anything, it might be counterproductive.

"Auntie is getting old, you should stop wandering around recently, and spend more time with her and the child at home."

"I know, don't worry."

"...If there is any situation, or if you need help, come find me near Momo's house." She knows the technique of possession. If Aunt Wu's body is in trouble, she can possess Aunt Wu or Xiaobao's body, With a body, there are many things that can be done, and this is already the limit of Lang Xingchen's help.

"Thank you."

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