Nobody knows I'm a fairy

"What are you doing with a kitchen knife?"

"in case."

Wei Nanjue couldn't understand his brain circuit for a while, but after seeing his strange and crooked ways a few times, he numbly digested this information.

Behind the door is a warm bedroom. The pink furniture makes the room very warm, but at the same time very weird.Because on the floor next to the bed, there was a pair of cotton slippers, as if someone had just taken off their shoes and went to bed.

"The shoes are put upside down." Wei Nanjue said in a low voice.

Put the shoes upside down, and the ghost goes to bed.This is the reason for the ghost press in the folklore.In fact, the bed and shoes are things that are stained with popularity. In the dead of night, the yang energy is insufficient and the yin energy is overflowing, and the popularity gradually decreases with deep sleep. Ask it to go to bed, so there will often be a situation where the ghost presses the bed.

The pair of slippers in front of me were arranged in an extremely orderly manner, and it must have been done on purpose.

Suddenly, Zhou Qi, who was following behind, let out an exclamation. He spread his palm, and the piece of paper in his hand had been turned into ashes.There was only a "bang" of the bedroom door, and the three of them were locked in the narrow bedroom.

Wei Nanjue said to Zhou Qi: "Mr. Zhou, from now on, no matter what you hear or encounter, close your eyes and don't open them." Come down and hand it to him.

Zhou Qi took it and held it tightly. Just about to say thank you, he suddenly pointed tremblingly behind Shen and Wei: "Back...behind!"

The two turned their heads abruptly, and saw a woman with long black hair parted in the middle sitting on the empty bed just now. She was wearing a red nightgown and was looking at them coldly.She suddenly showed a strange smile, and disappeared out of thin air like a dissipated phantom.

At this moment, the sound of "dong dong dong" sounded in the room, as if someone was tapping the wooden board lightly with his hand.

Shen Muzhi looked at the ghostly bed, and said in a low voice: "The sound seems to come from under the bed."

The two looked at each other, walked to both sides of the bed tacitly, and lifted the bed board together with Simmons.

The scene under the bed made the two of them gasp.The walls of the bed were painted with weird totems, burnt incense ash, and three white cups filled with blood. Judging from the color, the blood had been placed here for a long time.The most shocking thing is that there is a beautiful woman lying in the middle, her skin is delicate and shiny, her hair is black and shiny, her eyes are closed as if she is in a deep sleep.But her paraffin-white skin and bloodless lips made her look very inconsistent.

Like someone who has just died.

But all three people present knew that Su Bing had passed away for five full years!

Shen Muzhi frowned and said: "It seems that Zhou Chengcai stole Su Bing's body back without anyone noticing it, and offered it with his own blood and evil methods."

Zhou Qi, who had his eyes closed, suddenly opened them when he heard the words.At this moment, Su Bing, who was calm as if sleeping, suddenly opened his eyes and showed a strange smile.

"Not good! Zhou Chengcai has been ill for too long, and she cannot continue to use evil methods to support her. Without flesh and blood, she will become a ghost who has lost her mind and memory!" Shen Muzhi raised the kitchen knife while saying, "Mr. Zhou, Close your eyes quickly. You are an ordinary person, opening your eyes and looking at her will make her feel alive and arouse violence in her heart."

Su Bing's spine pushed up, her waist and hips were arched, and then her hands twisted and clung to the bed wall, her neck was tilted upwards, bent at ninety degrees, and she slowly sat up from the bed.Shen Muzhi caught a glimpse of red nail polish on her hands, which matched the color of the half-used bottle of nail polish on the dressing table.

Thinking of Zhou Chengcai sleeping with Su Bing's corpse every day for five years, and putting on clothes, makeup, and nails for the corpse, Shen Muzhi felt his stomach tremble.

Since he became a god, he has always adhered to the idea that the body is just a stinky skin. Before he attained the Tao, a catastrophe destroyed his body. Go to the Personnel Office of the Siyu Division.

But what Zhou Chengcai did was to use evil methods to imprison human souls alive in dead skins. Shen Muzhi had seen this method many times on evil spirits and crooked bodies.

Those people raised the corpse for profit, while Zhou Chengcai raised the corpse for love.

Maybe it's because he loves so much that he doesn't want to be separated by life and death, but how does he know that doing so will harm both himself and his lover.The souls of the dead linger in the Yang Realm. If they don't plunder the vitality of the living, they will gradually disappear over time. But if they plunder too much vitality, they will become ghosts.

Except for those big ghosts who were secretly recruited by the underworld to stay in the Yang Realm and took incense money to serve as "police officers", as well as some related households, the rest of the souls, especially Su Bing, who were enshrined by evil methods to breed viciousness, would be killed if they were not careful. It will lose its mind and become a murderous ghost.

The pale woman in a red dress stood quietly on the bed, her hair suddenly grew long, and struck the three of them like black vines.A white light flashed, and Shen Muzhi picked up the kitchen knife and slashed at the hair, splitting it in two.The hair that fell on the ground was like a living thing, twisting crazily, like a wriggling black snake, and continued to crawl towards the three of them.

Shen Muzhi said sharply: "Su Bing, wake me up."

Su Bing heard his name, turned his neck slightly, suddenly raised two pale arms, and pinched Shen Muzhi's neck with bright red sharp nails.

With a sound of "shua", Wan Tui got out of the sheath, and Wei Nanjue swung his sword towards Su Bing's arm in shock.But what people never expected was that the seemingly invincible Wan Dei did not cut it off, but only left a black mark on those white and slender arms.

"Old Wei, she is a corpse, and the corpse is the real thing." Shen Muzhi turned over the kitchen knife to cover the red nails, and lowered his body to avoid Su Bing's attack.

Wan Destroyer is a sword that kills evil spirits, it is like a broken piece of wood when faced with real objects.Wei Nanjue was in a moment of impatience, and forgot this point. At this moment, he reacted, put away Wan Dei, and took out a handful of yellow talisman paper painted with cinnabar from his pocket.

He chanted formulas, and two of them flew towards Su Bing's arms, but were scratched by the vigilant female corpse with her fingernails.At the same time, he threw out several talisman papers, which were all dealt with by the female corpse with her fingernails and hair.

"I'll help you." Shen Muzhi jumped aside, pinched a sword formula with two fingers and pointed at Su Bing.After a while, there was silence in the air, and nothing happened.Shen Muzhi frowned, and a trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes.

At this moment, a piece of red paper the size of a copper coin quickly moved towards the eyebrows of the female corpse. The female corpse was sneaking up on Shen Muzhi while she was in a daze. When she realized the danger of the red piece of paper, she was already firmly stuck to it.

Seeing her fall to the ground like a puppet with a broken string, Shen Muzhi secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Just now, he wanted to lure Tianlei to the female corpse, but he didn't expect Tianlei not to give him any face.The last time he dealt with Xu Yue at the abandoned construction site, he had already noticed that he was powerless, but at that time he hadn't thought that the situation would be so serious.

Could it be that... his mana will always go backwards?

After his death, his mana was only [-]% left, and a lot of it had passed away quietly in the past few months.Shen Muzhi suddenly thought of the death that the original owner had borne for Shen Lingxiao, he didn't take it to heart at all, after all, Shen Muzhi was not a soft persimmon.But at this time, he was a little flustered. Without mana, he was just an ordinary person. If he couldn't survive the calamity of death, what was waiting for him was to re-enter reincarnation.

No, when this matter is over, I have to contact the leader.

Shen Muzhi thought to himself, his eyes rolled, and his eyes fell on Wei Nanjue.The Wei family has a golden statue of the Great Emperor Gouchen, and Gouchen is the worship god of the Wei family. If you go to the Wei family, you will definitely be able to get in touch with him.

Wei Nanjue didn't know that Shen Muzhi's attention had already hit him. He knelt down and took out a small jade bottle from his arms, poured the dark red liquid onto the top of the female corpse's head, and took out a copper coin with a red thread on it. On the piece of paper between the eyebrows.He used a silver needle to pierce through the hole in the middle of the copper coin, like chopsticks inserted into a cake, and the silver needle easily passed through the brow bone of the female corpse.

"Cover your nose and mouth."

As soon as Wei Nanjue finished speaking, the motionless body suddenly let out a scream, followed by bursts of foul-smelling black smoke, which made Shen Muzhi and Zhou Qi cough uncontrollably despite their precautions.

Zhou Qi stared at Su Bing's corpse with wide eyes, only to see that she had turned into a black and smelly skeleton like a living person, surrounded by sticky black water.

Wei Nan said: "Just now I have untied the link between her and Zhou Chengcai, and the soul and soul left her body at that moment."

Zhou Qi was stunned for a long time before asking: "Has she rested in peace?"

Wei Nanjue said: "Maybe. Or maybe she doesn't want to leave. Whether Su Bing stayed voluntarily or not, only your son knows in this world."

At this moment, Zhou Qi's phone rang, and after the connection, a young woman's excited voice rang out: "President Zhou! Your son's illness has suddenly improved!"

Zhou Qi hung up the phone tremblingly, with tears in his eyes, and said excitedly: "Thank you both, Chengcai made it through!"

Shen Muzhi smiled slightly, pointed to the blackened skeleton on the ground and said, "Don't be so anxious to be happy, Mr. Zhou should find a way to deal with this mess first."

Just in case, Shen Muzhi and Wei Nanjue stayed in City G for two days. Before they left, they saw Zhou Chengcai in the garden of the hospital who was pushed by the nurse for a walk in the garden.

Zhou Chengcai showed a faint smile on his face, and said reservedly and distantly: "Mr. Shen, Mr. Wei."

He turned his head and said a few words to the nurse, who pushed him to the side of the two, then turned and left.

Wei Nan said: "Mr. Zhou, are you feeling better?"

Zhou Chengcai said: "My health is much better, thank you for pulling me out of the gate of hell."

The atmosphere was quiet for a while, no one spoke, and the dead branches fell from the tree with the damp cold of the southern winter, and fell on Zhou Changcai's lap.

He picked up the dead branch, his eyes dimmed: "I am alive, but my heart is dead."

Shen Muzhi said: "It seems that you know that raising her will continue to consume your lifespan. Do you think that after you die, you can become a pair of ghost ducks flying on wings? I don't know where you learned the method, but you must Understand, after you die, Su Bing will become a fierce ghost wandering in the world of the sun, and because you are too weak, you can only be brought back to the underworld by ghost messengers to reincarnate obediently."

Zhou Chengcai raised his head and said in disbelief, "Could that person be lying to me?"

Shen Muzhi quickly asked: "Who told you this method? He may be using you to refine ghosts!"

Zhou Chengcai recalled: "Five years ago after my wife died, I was supposed to be cremated. On the night before the funeral, I was standing vigil in the funeral home. When I was offering incense to Bingwei, there was a person behind me. He was wearing a black hat at the time. , wrapped up tightly, I didn't see his appearance clearly."

"What are the characteristics of his posture and speech?"

"It's not tall, it looks like 1.7 meters five. It sounds like a young man."

"What did he say?"

"He said at the time that he also came to the funeral. I felt sorry for him at the time, so after a few chats, he told me this method. I followed what he said and lied about my wife's belief that cremation could not be held for her. Burial. You all know what happened afterwards..."

Zhou Chengcai covered his face with his hands, suddenly realizing the remorse and the sadness of losing his loved one welling up in his heart at the same time, tears had already wet his sleeves before he knew it.

I just heard him muttering: "When I was in middle school, there was a girl in my class who was jealous of her. Under my design, that girl dropped out of school. At that time, Bingwei saw my expression, and I still remember it, that was her first time. The first time I looked at me like that, as if I were looking at a stranger. The second time was after she died, when I used the method that person taught me to bring her spirit back to her body.

Because I love her, I can do anything for her, am I really wrong? "