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Yue Jiu looked at their young master's exhausted face, and worried: "Master, the little turtle hasn't been found yet?"

Yue Xiaoyan felt that this question was boring, but he didn't have the energy to deal with Yue Jiu: "Didn't you look for it with me again yesterday? I don't know where this little thing crawled to."

Yue Jiu sighed, this little turtle is not just a pet, it also serves as a town house for the young master: "Did you dream that ghosts are always around these days?"

Yue Xiaoyan nodded helplessly. In fact, it is not terrible to be haunted by nightmares. What is terrible is that the one in the dream keeps choking his neck.

It doesn't matter if the neck is stuck, the key is that that person has always looked exactly like him. When Yue Xiaoyan was young, that ghost was like a little ghost. Now that Yue Xiaoyan has grown up, that ghost has become a big ghost again.

Yue Xiaoyan had dreamed about this dead ghost since he was a child, no matter whether he wanted to see it or not, the ghost would always look up and down, so he simply gave him a nickname - ghost always exists.

The ghost often frightens him in various ways in his dreams, and every time he wakes up, he feels that he has died once in the dream.

In addition, the neck and body are sometimes really bruised, and it is false to say that the ghost is always there, even Yue Xiaoyan himself does not believe it.

"Don't mention it, it may be because I know that I have been promoted recently. Recently, the man in the dream has become more fierce. Last night, his eyes were wide open, and he seemed to be furious. He directly hit my heart with his healthy hand, and roared bitterly. These are all his, so why should I enjoy myself in the world, but he suffers in hell? Let me give him all these things back.”

Yue Jiu's nose twitched, and he calculated that the little turtle had been missing for almost two months: "Master, do you think the little turtle has starved to death?"

Yue Xiaoyan didn't think so, and rubbed the center of his brows in pain: "The tortoise will hibernate, and it won't starve to death for a while, but where is it lost? It must have left the house. If it didn't leave the eye, the ghost Chang Zai can't make such a fuss recently."

Yue Jiu sighed, and began to talk clichéd again: "Young master, you are just too light. You say that I am a servant, and the weight of the five elements and eight pillars is still five taels of money. You are good, the second young master who is golden and precious, but the weight of the eight characters is the same. It’s only one or two nine dollars, nothing can be suppressed, it’s the fifteenth day of the seventh lunar month, when the ghosts are walking around at night, who will you deal with if the evil spirits don’t deal with it?”

Yue Xiaoyan is also helpless, can he still choose the time of birth? "You should continue to sleep outside my room tonight. It's better to dream of only one ghost, than to dream of a bunch of dead ghosts."

Yue Jiu has a strong murderous intent and can calm lonely ghosts, but there is nothing he can do about ghosts being around all the time. He feels disturbed one after another: "Master, you said that Zhu Youde swore that the body was in the river. It doesn't look like a lie, why can't I find it?"

Yue Xiaoyan was also thinking about this matter recently, coughed for a long time, and said as a matter of course: "It must be the two brothers Zhou Zhiyang and Zhou Zhifeng, who found that Zhu Youde couldn't handle the matter in his heart, so the two of them took advantage of no one to go back In the mountains, move the rest of the remains away."

Yue Jiu scolded in a squeaky voice: "The son of a bitch will cause trouble for us, and we can't find the body. How can we prove the crime and close the case?"

Yue Xiaoyan felt that the constant talking about ghosts and dead people in the middle of the night was a little frightening, and suddenly felt the cold wind on the back of his neck, so he shivered: "Okay, don't just leave and talk about it, let's talk about it when we go home .”

Yue Jiu is still immersed in his own emotions. This is the first case that Yue Xiaoyan presided over since he represented Dali Siqing. If the case cannot be closed neatly, won't it affect his future? "Master, you said that you dreamed of those ghosts who were all useless, why didn't you dream of that playboy Liang Xiao?"

Yue Xiaoyan felt that the evening wind was strong, the surroundings were eerily quiet, and white clothes were whirling in the woods by the roadside, as if something was really looking at him.He wanted to look back to see what the cold air on the back of his neck was, but as soon as he made a move, Yue Jiu started to scare him viciously.

"Young master, do you know that the reason why humans and ghosts have different paths is because there are three real fires on the shoulders of people, which are regarded as pure yang energy, which can resist the yin energy of ghosts. When you are walking in the middle of the night, turn your head from the left once. , the real fire on the left shoulder will be extinguished, and the person's yang energy will be reduced by half at this time."

Yue Xiaoyan felt that the hairs on his neck had blown up to a height of two feet. Reflexively, he looked back from the left. There was a black hole behind him, as if a black fog had formed. He bared his teeth to stop Yue Jiu: "And then?"

Yue Jiu continued to play tricks: "If you look back on the right side again, the real fire on the right shoulder will also be extinguished, and the yang energy of the human body will be entangled with the yin energy of the ghost."

As soon as Yue Xiaoyan stretched out his hand, he gave Yue Jiu a chestnut on his forehead: "Don't talk about it, which pot is not open and which pot to lift."

Yue Jiu laughed until his stomach ached, and thought it was too much fun: "Master, you tilted your head again just now, it's over, the real fire on your shoulders is all extinguished, maybe that ghost is lying on your back, waiting to talk to you Let's go home together."

Yue Xiaoyan felt that the temperature around him suddenly became cold, Yue Jiu was really hateful: "Why don't you lie on your back?"

Yue Jiu saw that he was panicked, and pressed his hands on his stomach that hurt from laughing: "Young master, maybe that ghost is a beautiful woman, you are not at a disadvantage by letting me do it?"

Yue Xiaoyan felt that as long as he started talking, Yue Jiu would definitely not shut up, so he simply stopped talking, pretending that silence is golden.

The morning sun came in, and Yue Xiaoyan had a rare good sleep. After waking up in the morning, he jumped up on the bed, shirtless and a pair of pajama pants, passed through the outer room where Yue Jiu lived and bounced into the garden. Yue Jiu was caught by footsteps. He woke up with a start, and asked him sleepily, "What's wrong with you?"

Yue Xiaoyan didn't answer, and rushed directly to the rockery in the yard. Yue Jiu worried that he was sleepwalking, unconscious, and immediately followed him out of the house.

Seeing Yue Xiaoyan fumbling around on the rockery, he finally pulled out a little turtle from under a rock, and then laughed at Yue Jiu: "Sure enough, it was stuck by the rock on the rockery!"

Yue Jiu was also overjoyed, and took a closer look at the little turtle, although there was some moss growing on its back, but its small black bean-like eyes were still bright, and it should be healthy and fine: "Master, there are so many cracks in the rocks on this rockery. , how do you know it's here?"

Yue Xiaoyan pinched the little tortoise, put it on his palm and stroked the little thing's back a few times, as if comforting it when it was startled: "This little thing will dream, and when it's almost morning today, a picture will appear in front of me. I saw the little turtle got stuck under the crack of this rock."

Yue Jiu laughed loudly, and suddenly his smile froze: "This little thing is promising! But young master, have you become more supernatural recently? Animals didn't affect you before."

Yue Xiaoyan can't control that much anymore, the horoscope is too light, everyone (ghosts) can deceive him, what can he do: "One day the Guan Gong knife who has seen blood is under the pillow, and there is a turtle son blessing, I don't believe it. I can't suppress these lonely ghosts."

Yue Jiu grabbed the little turtle by the tail and shook it upside down, raised his eyelids thoughtfully: "This little thing will be a dream, don't call it little turtle or turtle son, I think it should be called Little Guixian !"

After he slept well, he was about to start working on the case. Yue Xiaoyan judged that Zhu Youde really didn't know, and Zhu Youde couldn't ask anything, so he started to work hard on Zhou Zhifeng.

According to the situation at that time, even if the burial site was transferred, it was transferred to other waters or buried in another place. However, the area and area around Xiangshan Mountain are too large, and the scope of comprehensive search and dragging is too wide. And it's half the effort, among other things, the dog detectives couldn't take it anymore, they were lying on the mountainside for the past few days, and they refused to lower their heads to continue sniffing no matter what.

Yue Jiu wanted to coax the dog detectives to do more work, so he squatted down and rubbed the dogs' necks one by one to coax them, but all the dog detectives whimpered, and those whose necks were touched even kept screaming. Tears came down—it was probably due to continuous work, and I bowed my head for too long, so I got cervical spondylosis.

It seems that the Dog Inspector and the master couldn't point it out, Yue Xiaoyan began to think of a way on his own, he put the little turtle on the table, and pointed the little thing's head with his finger: "Little turtle, can you find the capital city?" The little playboy Liang Enlun? If you can find it, send him a message, saying that he is welcome to see me at night?"

The little turtle stretched its neck and stared at it with black bean-like eyes, then - shook its head.

Yue Xiaoyan got angry, and pressed down on the little turtle's head to force it to nod: "Turtle son, I am your father, you can do whatever you are asked to do!"

The turtle son is like the unfilial sons all over the world, it is strange to listen to Lao Tzu's words, and shook his head again.

Yue Xiaoyan continued to press its head: "Dead tortoise, are you incapable, or are you afraid to go?"

Guizi nodded, and then continued to shake his head - presumably this means that he can't and dare not.

Yue Jiu came back from the outside and found Yue Xiaoyan acting strangely, poked his head in from the door and asked, "Master, who are you talking to?" There was no one else in the room.

Yue Xiaoyan originally wanted to press the turtle son's head to force it to nod, but when he heard Yue Jiu's words, he turned his head: "I'm teaching the turtle son a lesson! Oh...you son of a bitch, how dare you bite your father!"

Yue Xiaoyan withdrew his hand all of a sudden, and saw that the middle finger of his right hand had been bitten off, and a large drop of blood oozed out.

——It’s just three things, you just pressed Guizi’s head three times just now, if you don’t bite, whoever you bite.

Some people are naturally bullying and afraid of being tough, and after being bitten, they just stare fiercely, dare not press any more, and walk away angrily, shaking their fingers.

Guizi couldn't point it out, Yue Xiaoyan began to calm down, studied the case carefully, and began to think of other tactics, Zhou Zhifeng didn't say anything, but maybe his body language would reveal what he was thinking?I didn't look carefully enough before, and I need to work on the details.

Just do it!