Baiyao Policy

Wen Yubai raised his head, the surface of the slightly old and dilapidated residential building was shrouded in a thick layer of black mist, he could vaguely hear the screams coming from inside, and saw the remnant soul wandering inside.

"What kind of resentment is this?" Ningya sighed when she saw the thick and dark residential building that could hardly see the appearance of the building itself.

Li Ming looked at Wen Yubai vainly, and said, "It's not just remnants of souls inside."

Wen Yubai nodded lightly, then lifted his feet and walked inside.Li Ming saw it wrongly, and hurried forward to follow him, Qing Huan and Ning Ya looked at each other, and followed closely behind them.

There was no elevator installed in the old residential building, so a few people skipped the third floor of Fan der Guang's house and walked up the nine-story staircase to the top of the building.

Looking at the doorknob shrouded in black mist, Wen Yubai hadn't touched it yet, Li Minghuang who was beside him raised his hand in front of him, turned the handle lightly, and pushed the door open.

The moment the door was pushed open, several clouds of black air rushed towards them.

Li Ming saw that his face didn't change, he casually waved his hand and formed a circle around them, the black air hit the white circle before it got close, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Ning Ya and Qing Huan, who were protected by Yuan, looked at Li Minghuang who was beside Wen Yubai in front, and felt that they were a bit redundant.

"Is this all alone?" Tuanzi, who had been on Ningya's shoulders, jumped off and landed like a child, pulling Ningya's windbreaker by the hem, and asked with her head raised.

Ningya looked at the shadow in the deepest part of the black mist, and shook her head: "I'm afraid it's more than that."

"Fan Deguang died less than half a month ago. No matter how great the grievance is, it is impossible to have such a great ability to cover the entire roof." Qing Huan looked around and agreed with Ning Ya's statement just now.

The black mist hit a snag, and those behind didn't dare to attack rashly. They wandered around their periphery. After a while of silence, a piercing scream suddenly came from the center of the black mist not far away, and then they were still around Wen Yubai and the others. The few clouds of black air receded quickly as if they had been ordered.

Seeing the black air fused together, Wen Yubai took a step forward, walked out of Li Minglu's protective cover, and slightly raised his voice: "Fan Deguang, let's talk."

Seeing Wen Yubai gone, Li Minghuang raised his eyebrows and removed the original protective cover, but his eyes were still fixed on Wen Yubai's surroundings.

It's one thing to know that Wen Yubai is capable of dealing with it, but it's another thing to be worried about it.

As soon as Wen Yubai's words fell, the black air that had already calmed down suddenly exploded, and the white shadow inside became more and more clearly seen, and a cloud of black air turned into claws, coming straight towards Wen Yubai's face.

Wen Yubai looked at the sharp claws that were approaching quickly, his expression remained unchanged, he flipped his hanging right wrist slightly, and a yellow talisman that he took out from nowhere appeared in his hand.

Wen Yubai raised his hand and shook it lightly, the yellow talisman ignited spontaneously without fire, and the smoke quickly formed a light gray shield in front of him, with a "sizzling" sound, and the sharp claws made a sound as if they had touched hot magma rang, and quickly backed away.

"We have no malicious intentions." Thinking of Fan Deguang, Wen Yubai sighed softly, and took the initiative to explain.

"You...don't have any good things!" After hearing Wen Yubai's words, Fan Deguang's hoarse voice came from inside, a little muffled.

Regarding Fan Deguang's matter, I blamed myself for not discovering it earlier, which led to his death. Wen Yubai felt a little guilty: "We are sorry for your matter, but we will definitely give you justice."

Fan Deguang smiled sternly as if he had heard some joke: "Hehe, you monsters, you don't have a single good thing! Why bother to be hypocritical now?"

Wen Yubai did not argue that he is not a demon, he stared at the black air: "Then why do you let other people devour yourself?"

Qing Huan and the others are right. Fan Deguang died only half a month ago, so it is impossible to have such a great ability. The reason why he has such a big resentment is that Fan Deguang himself has attracted other ghosts who want to eat him. The reason for the remaining souls.

"Hmph, if it wasn't because I couldn't leave the roof to avenge myself, how could I be willing to let others share the food?" Fan der Guang sneered.

Fan Deguang died here, and within half a year, except for reincarnation on the spot, he couldn't leave here.This rule was established by the underground to prevent the dead from turning into ghosts to disturb the world and bring unnecessary trouble to the underground people.

Li Mingwang walked to Wen Yubai's side, and asked Fan Deguang: "But what you didn't expect is that they eat you up, but don't they want to avenge you?"

Li Minghuang's words hit Fan Deguang's sore spot, and when he spoke again, there was a strong hatred in his voice: "So they all deserve to die, so none of you are good people."

Li Mingwang laughed when he heard this: "I'm not human anyway."

Wen Yubai turned his head to look at Li Minghuang, frowning.

Without looking at Wen Yubai, Li Mingwang stared at the afterimage in the black mist, with a smile and disdain in his tone: "When I was alive, I was greedy, and when I died, I had to rely on others to take revenge. There is no distinction between good and bad. Doing things regardless of the consequences, and feeling resentful and resentful that everyone owes you when you fall down... Thinking about it this way, your death is not so unjust."

Qing Huanningya and Tuanzi who were behind him opened their mouths slightly when they heard Li Minghuang's words, and looked at him in disbelief.

"You're talking nonsense! I didn't! They...I killed them all!" Fan der Guang's voice was a little louder, with anger.

Li Ming raised his eyebrows a little curiously: "Really? Did you find your murderer? No, if you did, you wouldn't be in such a depressed state now."

"Shut up!" Hearing Li Minghuang's words, Fan Deguang was furious and charged at him with black energy.

Seeing Fan der Guang's movements, Li Mingwang sneered, his demon breath directly met Fan der Guang's and went straight through the center of the black mist.

Looking at Fan Deguang who fell to the ground in a thin black mist and could not stop rolling, Li Minghuang approached him slowly, condescendingly looked down at him who was twisted on the ground, and chuckled: "My temper is not as good as his."

Seeing the sneer at the corner of Li Mingxuan's mouth, a trace of hatred flashed in Fan derguang's eyes.

Fan Deguang died innocently, it was really wronged, but after his death, he lingered in the world and turned into a ghost.

But after the matter of Fan Deguang goes down, the underground people will settle the matter, and the most important thing for Wen Yubai is to find out the perpetrator.

"I know you are unwilling to die, but now, don't you want to find the murderer who caused you to be like this?" Wen Yubai stepped forward, pulled Li Mingwang, and knelt down to look at Fan Deguang.

"You are all in the same group, and you all want to eat me up. Don't think I can trust you." Fan Deguang no longer has a complete soul, and his broken soul and his expression look bitter.

Li Mingwang on the side laughed after hearing this: "Just you? We still don't like it."

Fan Deguang stared at Li Minghuang: "You..."

Wen Yubai glanced at Li Minghuang disapprovingly, then turned his head and said in the direction of Qing Huan and the others: "Xiaojing."

After hearing what Wen Yubai said, Tuanzi naturally knew what he meant, and hurried over on short legs, looking up at him.

Wen Yubai looked at Fan Deguang who was covering his chest on the ground, Tuanzi understood, walked over and patted him on the body.

"Now, can we talk?" Ning Ya and Qing Huan also walked over, looked at Fan Deguang who was full of disbelief, and said.

Qing Huan looked at the silent Fan Deguang, rare serious: "You are already like this, are you still worried about us harming you?"

Fan Deguang remained silent.

Li Mingwang looked at Fan Deguang like that, a little impatient, took out the gun and faced Fan Deguang: "Tell me, how did you die, what happened on the day you died, and who did you meet?"

Knowing that the people in front of him were policemen, Fan Deguang was stunned for a moment, and he didn't struggle too much. After a while, he said slowly: "That day... I was at home, and I received a call from a strange woman's voice calling me Roof."

Ning Ya couldn't believe it when she heard this: "Strange woman, you came up when I told you to come up?"

Fan Deguang looked up at Ning Ya, turned his head and did not answer her question, but continued: "After I came up, that woman was very enthusiastic and said that she wanted to know me for a long time. I was also puzzled at first, but she told me My name, age, home address and other information, saying that I have been paying attention to me for a long time..."

"Let's get to the point, what's next?" Li Mingjuan interrupted Fan Deguang's meaningless memory and asked straightforwardly.

"Then I lost consciousness. When I opened my eyes again, I realized that I was dead, and there was no way to leave here. Later, I realized that she was not human."

Wen Yubai asked aloud: "Then do you remember what she looks like? Or what kind of monster?"

Fan der Guang shook his head slowly: "I don't remember, I don't remember all of it." Since his death, his impression of that woman has remained as a vague figure, and he can't remember what she looked like at all.

Qing Huan frowned after hearing this - she couldn't remember at all, and if she said that, the clue would be broken again.

Wen Yubai looked at Fan Deguang, thought for a while and asked, "Then does she have any characteristics, such as smell or something?"

"No..." Fan der Guang stopped shaking his head halfway, then looked up at Wen Yubai: "Yes!"

Everyone's eyes lit up, and Ning Ya spoke the fastest: "What are the characteristics?"

"That woman smells of medicine, and it smells like traditional Chinese medicine. It's very strong but not unpleasant." Fan der Guang replied after thinking about it carefully, with a hint of excitement in his tone.

After hearing this, Wen Yubai and Li Mingxuan looked at each other—the smell of Chinese medicine?