Death Spell

Chapter 91

There was a car parked in front of the judicial building, and Tang Song walked in first. The security personnel saw that it was Tang Song and greeted him with a smile.

"Forensic Tang, it's really hard to come here to work so late."

Tang Song nodded politely, but did not respond.

Since the last corpse incident, the judicial building has been rectified three times inside and out. Some people were transferred, some were fired, and some people disappeared in S City inexplicably.

For this city, to be honest, Tang and Song could not find the confidence they once had.

It seems that what happened that night has been cleaned up to the outside world, and no one will talk about it, but this does not mean that people will not think about it.

Take now, Tang Song is standing under the judicial building, looking at the rows of black windows upstairs, how could it be so cold in the past?

Tang Song pulled back his thoughts and walked into the building with strides.

Tang Song turned on the lights in the corridor, and the sound of high-heeled shoes slapping the ground, because it was too quiet at night, and this was the forensic department, the rooms Tang Song passed by were all corpse storage and work rooms.

Not only is there a gloomy atmosphere all around, but I always feel that there are gusts of cold wind blowing in the corridor.

Suddenly, the overhead lights dimmed.

Tang Song stopped in his tracks, but the overhead light soon returned to light, a figure appeared behind Tang Song, and said lightly, "Sorry for keeping you waiting."

Tang Song turned to look at Anya, and said helplessly, "It's a good thing I'm a forensic doctor, otherwise I'd be scared to death by you!"

Anya looked around, and said with a half-smile: "It's not easy to come here, you don't know how much resentment there is, and the most important thing is that I don't wear glasses." She pointed to her eyes as she spoke.

Tang Song was taken aback, "You mean...?" He immediately denied, "How is that possible! This is a place full of justice." Having said this, Tang Song looked a little dark...

"You don't believe it yourself, do you?" Anya raised her eyebrows and said, "It's almost time, let's go find Wang Li."

Tang Song nodded, and led Anya to the innermost room. The temperature here is a bit colder than outside. There is a large space. There are two iron beds in the middle. The red numbers on the cabinet were all lit up, proving that there was a dead body lying inside.

"The second in the third row is Wang Li." Tang Song said lightly.

Anya nodded, stood in front of the iron cabinet, and then closed her eyes. Just by looking at it like this, she could clearly see Wang Li's body, as well as the fatal marks.It was pierced through the chest from behind, and there was a dark black around the wound, which was corpse poison.

If it wasn't for the crow to make the move, then it would be Wu Ze who was following him.

There was also the blood stain on Tang Qingtian's body, Wu Ze's ability could completely pierce two people, but he stopped at that moment.

Did you recognize Tang Qing as Tang Song's younger sister?

Anya opened her eyes expressionlessly, with a cold look on her face. She didn't expect Wu Ze to be so intentional.

Is it a variable, or doom?

She lowered her eyebrows and looked at the time, took out an incense burner from her bag, put it in front of her, inserted three sticks of incense, put the yellow talisman paper between her slender fingers, placed it on the ground, and said a series of spells at the corner of her mouth.

Tang Song stood quietly watching, although he couldn't understand what Anya was doing, but from her expression, Tang Song could read a trace of uneasiness.

A gust of cool wind blew by, arousing goose bumps in Tang and Song Dynasties. There are no windows here, and the doors are closed. Where does the wind come from?

The talisman paper on the ground suddenly floated up, but Anya grabbed it in her hand. Looking at the talisman paper in her hand, the corners of her mouth slightly curled up: "Call work!"

Tang Song asked "Huh?" in confusion: "Is that so?"

Anya folded the talisman paper into the shape of a paper crane, and nodded: "Before Qiye returns to the door, the soul body will first find her body for the final escape. I just took her away before she returned to the door."

Tang Song looked at Anya with a bewildered expression.

"Go back to Yayuan with me first, and then I will explain to you."

Anya packed her things and took Tang Song out of the judicial building.

When Tang Song stepped into Yayuan again, he somewhat missed this place, but he did not expect to see Sang Xie in the courtyard.

Tang Song saw at a glance that Sang Xie was not in good health, and his whole body was pale.

Sang Xie was wearing white pajamas, sitting on a bamboo chair and enjoying the moonlight. Hearing the movement, he tilted his head to see Anya leading Tang Song, and said calmly, "I'm coming back so late? I won't let you know if I don't let you know in advance next time." The door is open, cousin."

Anya changed the subject expressionlessly: "Is your body better now?"

Tang Song was taken aback, cousin?

"It's much better. I can come out to bask in the moon today." Sang Xie responded and looked at Tang Song with a hook on the corner of his bloodless mouth: "Good evening, Miss Tang."

"Hello." Tang Song said politely.

"Don't worry about me, you can do whatever you want, I'll go back after basking in the moonlight for a while." After finishing speaking, Sang Xie closed her eyes and waved her hands.

Anya understands that Sang Xie's current situation is not suitable for watching people for too long, and the surrounding barriers have been strengthened by her to prevent herself from going out.

And Uncle Wang went to live with Wang Tu the day before yesterday.

Not because of anything else, but now that Sang Xie is extremely hungry, it is too dangerous.

Take the present as an example, if Tang and Song stayed a little longer, I am afraid there would not be a drop of blood left.It was helpless because the blood of the silver wolf in her body was not cleared, and Sang Xie felt uncomfortable looking at it, it would be better if she couldn't see it.

Listening to the sound of footsteps fading away, Sang Xie opened her eyes. Her black pupils turned a dull red. She took out the blood bag stored in the ice bucket from under the bamboo chair, put a needle in it and put it in her mouth. He took a deep breath, then frowned.

"It's really... hard to drink..."

The two returned to Anya's bedroom, and Tang Song saw Sang Xie's discomfort and Anya's nervousness.

"What happened to Sang Xie?" Tang Song asked.

Anya knew that the woman in front of her was very thoughtful, and how could the doctor's intuition not see that Sang Xie was ill?

"Because of some things, Sang Xie was injured, and now he can only rest." Anya responded lightly.

But in Tang Song's view, it's not that simple. Too many things happened recently, which made her whole body sensitive, especially the sentence about cousin, which made Tang Song think of a question: "Sang Xie...is the same as you?"

Anya didn't want to hide it from her, but she didn't expect her to be so smart, so she nodded without denying it: "Don't worry, she won't hurt you."

Tang Song shook his head: "I never thought she would hurt me, but... I didn't expect her to be too... Then who is her host?"

Anya said two words lightly: "Wen Yao."

Tang Song: "..."

"It's a long story. You didn't eat dinner. Tang Qing naturally had something to eat, drink and play at Wen Yao's place. Don't worry, just take care of yourself." After speaking, Anya took out a set from the closet to change clothes Tang Song handed over the clothes to Tang Song, and said: "After a busy day, go take a bath first, and come out to eat after washing."

Tang Song hasn't returned from the last topic, and he was distracted for a while before he came back to his senses: "Aren't we going back today?"

Anya smiled and said: "It's still early, you need to rest for a while, I will call you when the time comes."

Tang Song seemed to understand what Anya meant, and nodded his head in response.

"Then you go wash, I'll go get something to eat, I'll be hungry if you're not hungry." Anya Wen finished speaking, turned and left.

Tang Song looked at the closed door, then at the clothes in his hand, and sighed softly.

It was as if she had arranged everything.

Anya walked out of the attic, saw Sang Xie was still basking in the moonlight, closed her eyes tightly, frowned slightly, and asked with concern: "Can you bear it?"

Sang Xie nodded and said meaningfully: "Don't worry, I won't let those people succeed in their tricks. Ban Nuo is just like me. He can't bear the blood of wolves. Family strangulation, how could such a thing happen to me."

"It was like this back then, because the host died in his hands, and he was unable to control himself, so he fell into a demon. And you... were almost..." Anya didn't finish, because neither she nor Sang Xie knew about that memory. I would like to think more.

"Don't worry, since I know this, I will restrain myself... It's just that this blood is too bad to drink... Ya, can you change it for me?" Sang Xie looked at Anya with dark red eyes.

This is the eye color that zombies have when they are hungry. Anya frowned and nodded in agreement.

Just turning around to leave, Sang Xie called out, "Ya, she already knows you, doesn't she?"

Anya turned to look at Sang Xie, but did not respond.

"I saw it in her eyes, and she suspected me too, right?" Sang Xie said to herself, and then said: "Although I don't know who your host is, I have seen Pingyu, and Tang Song...they are all people who know their hearts, pity me...A Yao hates me, Wen Yao wants to kill me, I really have a hard life."

Anya lowered her eyebrows and slightly hooked her mouth.

Even though Sang Xie closed her eyes, she could still feel Anya's smile. She snorted and said, "Just smile, maybe I really owe Ayao my life. If she really wants to kill me, let her do it."

This sounds a bit strange to Anya, but it is true when one thinks about it. When the body is weak, people will inevitably feel depressed. From this point of view, even zombies are no exception.

"Do you really think so?" Anya asked.

Sang Xie's pale face was pale, and she opened her eyes to reflect the moonlight, looking very charming. Even Anya felt that Sang Xie in front of her was very pleasing to the eye.

"I wanted to keep her in this life and protect everything she wanted, but every time I just saw her, I couldn't help but want to get close to her. I owe her so much that I don't know how to repay it. But you once said , A Yao's reincarnation is not easy, I'm afraid this life will be her last..."

Anya listened, lowered her eyebrows, and did not refute.

"Since this is the last life, I really want to love her once and for all... Do you still remember what she said when A Yao stabbed me with a knife?" Sang Xie said with a rare choked voice.

How could Anya forget about this matter.

She remembered that Zhuo Yao took the two knives transformed by Sang Xie and stabbed one into Sang Xie's shoulder mercilessly, but a tear fell from her eyes.

--Why is that you!Why is that you!

——I hate you, Sang Xie, I really hate you.But what I hate the most is that I actually fell in love with you.

——This knife is considered to repay the grudge between you and me.The next time you and I meet again, either you will die or I will die.If it is true as Ya said, people have an afterlife, if... I really have an afterlife, I will punish you to protect everything I want to protect for me, can you answer me?

Sang Xie saw that Anya nodded her head, and said: "These days, I have nothing to do to think about the things about you and me when I was a child. I thought of a way to stop the fate and let the host free reincarnation. To be manipulated by fate."

Anya's eyes paused, she knew that Sang Xie would not think about these things for no reason.

"In what way?"

The corners of Sang Xie's mouth curled up slightly, and there seemed to be some helplessness in his eyes: "That is, you and I disappear completely..."

Anya: "..."

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