Yuling

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Around Jiangcheng Central Hospital, black crows circled and flew, and the ear-piercing crows were deafening.

A series of strange ghosts wandered around the hospital, whimpering.

"Heh, Hundred Ghosts Crying Spirit, what a big battle."

A slender man was sitting on the edge of the top floor of the hospital, his slender legs swaying slightly, a big sweater was on his body, and the hat covered his face in a shadow.

He gnawed on the apple earnestly, holding a red string in one hand, and quickly tied complicated knots with one hand.

The ghosts below began to slowly move towards the hospital, and the crying became more and more piercing.

Yan Yi put the fruit core aside, smiled, and threw the red rope into the air seemingly casually. Suddenly, a red light appeared, covering the whole hospital like a dome.

In an instant, the crows flew away in all directions, and the ghost figure lost its direction and kept hitting the invisible barrier.

He stood up quickly, clapped his hands, "Work!"

In the VIP ward on the top floor, the black-robed old man who was doing the exercise paused, and the tortoise shell in front of him split into two halves.

"Master, what's the matter?" The beautiful woman at the side asked anxiously upon seeing this.

The face of the old man in black robe changed, and he turned to look at the door.

Yan Yi lazily leaned against the door, staring at the old man with an evil look.

"Spirit is spirit, who is pretending to be?"

The black-robed old man's heart skipped a beat, his triangular eyes were full of evil.

"Where did the little devil ruin my business!"

Yan Yi hooked his lips, and a sternness flashed in his long and narrow eyes. His figure flickered, and he quickly bullied him.

The old man in black immediately waved his hand and attacked Yan Yi, who was approaching in a blink of an eye.

But at the next moment, Yan Yi's figure turned around strangely, and he appeared behind him.

The black-robed old man was startled, before he could move, he felt a chill in his neck, and the tightness in his neck made him unable to move.

"Thousands of gods and saints, protect my true spirit, control!"

"You...you are...the spirit master!" The black-robed old man was shocked, but the body under the black robe shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye, and turned into ashes in a moment, leaving only a dark bead lying quietly in it .

Yan Yi grabbed the beads and blew on them, then casually stuffed them into his pocket.

The woman on the side had already been petrified. She trembled and looked at Yan Yi in horror.

Yan Yi raised his hand and shook it in front of the woman's eyes, grinning, revealing two dimples, "Hey, it's okay, you're welcome!"

The woman came back to her senses, and suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Yan Yi's clothes, angrily said: "What did you do to Master! You let him go! He promised me to save my child!"

While drinking angrily, he began to cry again, and his eyes turned red in a moment.

Yan Yi was taken aback by the sudden change, he pulled the woman away helplessly, "Hey, you man, I saved you just now, okay? What kind of master, he is not a human being, he just sacrificed your son here What about ghosts?"

"He promised to save my child..." The woman knelt down on the ground with a plop and began to cry.

Yan Yi couldn't help taking a step back when he saw this, and pulled off his hat irritably, his fine hair was scattered on his forehead, and his eyes were as clear as water.

He turned his head and glanced at the little boy on the hospital bed who was plugged into a ventilator. A faint ghost was floating on his forehead.

Yan Yi sighed: "Hey, big sister, life and death are a matter of life and death, and it won't work if you follow crooked ways. This child's life is near and he won't leave because you are too obsessed. Do you think he doesn't feel uncomfortable now? "

The only response to him was the crying of the woman.

Yan Yi thought for a while, stepped forward and pulled the woman up, took out a simple copper coin from his pocket, and touched the woman's forehead.

"Let me open your eyes to you, you can say goodbye to him well, the fate of your mother and child is over, don't be obsessed."

The woman trembled all over, and the next moment, she saw a small familiar figure standing at the head of the bed, looking at her tearfully.

"Xiaomu..."

Yan Yi shook his head, turned and left.

A big black G stopped at the entrance of the hospital, and a slender figure stepped out from the back seat. He stood in front of the hospital and looked up at the dark sky.

"It's strange, the fluctuation of spiritual power is here, why is there no movement at all." The young man who followed on the co-pilot muttered with a puzzled face.

Lu Zhiyan's eyebrows were deep, and his eyes fell on a red rope not far away.

He paced closer and bent to pick it up.

"What is this?" The young man looked at the red rope in Lu Zhiyan's hand and asked in question.

Lu Zhiyan's eyes were deep. It's been five years. Are you the one who came back?

In the apartment on the fifth floor of Hejing Garden in Jiangcheng, Lin Sheng stood at the scene of the murder with his brows furrowed.

This is a typical boy's bedroom. Various anime pictures are pasted on the wall, the computer is turned on, and the game interface is still on the desktop.

The limbs of the corpse were twisted, curled up in the corner of the bed, the cheeks were sunken, the eyeballs almost protruded from the eye sockets, the mouth was opened to the limit, the corners of the mouth were almost torn, and there were scarlet blood stains, which was very strange.

"Boss, the deceased was a college student. He just came home this Friday. He went back to his room after dinner yesterday. His mother woke him up the next day and found him dead. The person who reported the case was his mother." Holding the materials in his hand, Mo Xiaobei pointed Lin Sheng said.

Lin Sheng took off his sunglasses, revealing a sharp-edged face, very tough.

"This is the third time this month..." Mo Xiaobei glanced at the corpse and immediately looked away. Is this death a normal death?

"Hey, good guy, this is so interesting." A slightly excited voice suddenly sounded from the door.

Lin Sheng frowned, and saw a slender man casually walked up to the corpse and knelt down, raised his fingertips and poked the sunken cheek of the corpse.

"Who are you! What are you touching!" He shouted angrily.

Yan Yi subconsciously withdrew his hands, got up and turned to look at Lin Sheng, he smiled, and stretched out the hand that touched the corpse to Lin Sheng.

"Captain Lin, right? Hello, I'm Yan Yi, Director Zhang asked me to assist in the investigation."

Lin Cheng frowned even more when he heard this, he glanced at Yan Yi's outstretched hand, the next moment the phone in his pocket rang, and Lin Sheng who picked up the phone stared at Yan Yi back and forth with a pair of sharp black eyes.

Seeing this, Yan Yi withdrew his hand and started pacing the bedroom bored.

After hanging up the phone, Lin Sheng said to Mo Xiaobei: "Give him a pair of gloves, don't ruin the scene."

Yan Yi grinned, "Thank you."

Mo Xiaobei approached Lin Cheng, raised his chin towards Yan Yi, and asked in a low voice, "Boss, what's your background?"

Lin Sheng had a bit of disgust on his face, "The special advisor is here to assist in the investigation of these unsolved cases this month."

Yan Yi pulled up a chair and sat down in front of the computer desk. He leaned closer to the computer screen and stared at the game interface on it.

"Sigh..." Suddenly, a sharp and piercing sizzling sound resounded in the bedroom.

"What did you touch again!" Lin Sheng covered his ears and said loudly to Yan Yi.

Yan Yi quickly tapped the volume button, then raised his hand to pick his ear, "Sorry, I touched it by mistake."

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