you are scary

26

In order to find the real culprit, Xiaokang Wang stubbornly stayed by Bai Qianwan's side.

After being almost indirectly tortured and killed by a human pig, Bai Qianwan fully understood why he was afraid of well ropes after being bitten by a snake for ten years, and would never let Xiaokang Wang follow him no matter what.

"Fuck off, I'm just a penniless man who hasn't paid his utility bills next month, don't follow me anymore!" The poor Bai Qianwan spoke more confidently than before.

"No, I can't let you go until I find the real culprit who murdered me." Xiaokang Wang pressed hard every step of the way, forcing Bai Qianwan into a private elevator, like a perverted murderer with a machete Demon, baring his teeth, showing blue gums and white fangs like ice picks.

"I can't even support myself!"

"Who asked you to support me? You can't afford it, okay? I am the most beloved nephew of His Majesty. I have more rare treasures in the palace than you, let alone salary. They are all extravagant tributes. You will definitely not be able to support me in this life." Xiaokang Wang had all four hands on his hips, looking extremely proud.

"I don't have any money," Bai Qianwan stared at him with disgust, "I don't have any at all."

"The two of us are not talking about the same thing. It's strange. Don't vent on me the insanity and loneliness after donating all your wealth to charity foundations. It's your choice. I also advise I passed you." Xiaokang Wang rolled his eyes.

"Go away," Bai Qianwan said impatiently, shaking his hand, "Go away, don't follow me."

The other person in the elevator, the waiter in the black and red uniform held his breath, staring silently at the guest from the corner of his eye, talking to himself and going crazy, he didn't say anything, just quietly pressed the elevator button for Bai Qianwan .

Ding dong.

The fourth floor is here.

Bai Qianwan strode towards the single room he ordered earlier, and a blue ghost floated behind him, and even entered the room through the wall before he swiped his room card.

Xiaokang Wang hung on the chandelier like a rascal, twirling his hands: "Anyway, you've already dreamed part of it first, and there will be sequelae if you stop."

"What sequelae?"

"For example, I will always follow you."

Bai Qianwan pressed his temple helplessly: "...Gui Geng when you died? Did you perform the coronation ceremony?"

"Just turned 19."

Just a child.

But how could it be more unreasonable than the headless child at the door.

"You won't give Song Nong Mo Tuo a dream, will you?" Thinking of this, he was shocked, raised his head and grabbed the hand of Xiaokang Wang who was hanging in the air, "Did you trust me?"

"No, wait a minute and I—"

"Stop it right away." Bai Qianwan stared at him with cold eyes.

"Huh?" Xiaokang Wang was taken aback for the first time seeing Bai Qianwan with such a temper.With such confidence, those who didn't know thought he was Song Nongmo or the judge of the underworld who had the power over the life and death of ghosts.

Ghosts are also afraid of evil people. Although Bai Qianwan's appearance is not evil, but he looked at Xiaokang Wang so coldly, the latter was a little guilty, after all, he had to discover the truth of his death through his perspective.

Xiaokang Wang restrained himself a little: "What are you doing?"

"Don't entrust Song Nongmo with dreams," Bai Qianwan said, "I can handle it myself, and I will help you find the truth. Use my eyes." As if to prove that his eyes are useful, he raised his face and looked under the lamp. , his eyes did indeed sparkle like the flames of two candles.

He vaguely noticed something, but Xiaokang Wang just rolled his eyes: "Okay, that's fine."

Bai Qianwan let out a long sigh of relief in his heart, and put down his raised stomach.After relaxing for a while, the corpse smell on Xiaokang Wang's body aroused strong resistance from his own body again. The two of them stared silently for a few seconds, and Bai Qianwan slammed open the bathroom door, covering his mouth.

Xiaokang Wang became angry with embarrassment: "Where is it so smelly, you have a cleanliness."

"Actually, I have one more thing to ask you. If you really lived for more than 2000 years, you should have seen a lot of ghosts." A few minutes later, Bai Qianwan, whose hair and face were wet, came out of the bathroom. Water droplets seeped down from his forehead, and there was a light doubt on his face.

"Why do you have so many requirements?" Xiaokang Wang became impatient, "Ask, ask quickly."

Bai Qianwan found a photo on his phone: "Do you know Bai Cheng?"

This is an old photo, blurry and with an old photo studio filter.In the center of the picture is a man with delicate features. If you look closely, you can find that he is somewhat similar to Bai Qianwan.

Xiaokang Wang was silent for a few seconds. He seemed to have been beaten, and with a painful expression on his face, he said firmly, "I haven't seen it before."

"Then forget it." Bai Qianwan didn't feel disappointed, but just put the phone back.

"Aren't you a psychic? Just summon him," Xiaokang Wang said. "Is this man your father?"

"I'm not sure he's dead."

Xiaokang Wang nodded.

It is said that it is not good for the living to be able to psychic until it is confirmed that the person is dead.This is the same as the customary rule that you cannot write the name of a living person with a red pen.

Although he didn't know it, Bai Qianwan had channeled many times before.

The two made an agreement and began to do their own things.Xiaokang Wang sat cross-legged on the floor to practice again, and the room was filled with the rotten smell of dead rats.Bai Qianwan was dizzy and pale from the smoke, and he reluctantly opened the laptop on the table in a precarious state.

In fact, turning on the computer has no effect.

He just wanted to divert attention.

Bai Cheng has been missing for more than nine years and has not heard from him since 2133.So regarding the matter of Song Lan, Bai Qianwan can fully understand Song Nongmo's experience. He has been missing for many years and has not appeared. The rest of the people will only gradually feel that the other party is dead.

Of course, Song Lan talked with Song Nongmo and his son, presumably they had a good relationship during their lifetime, which is not the same as Bai Cheng's father and son.

"My recent memory seems to have come back to life?" Holding his chin, he carefully recalled a few things about Bai Cheng in his childhood memories.

"What?" Xiaokang Wang sneaked out of his busy schedule and did not forget to overhear Bai Qianwan talking to himself.

"I said I remembered something."

There is no other feeling, just like a box of things suddenly added to the corner that no one noticed before.The original forgotten memory was found again.Bai Cheng, his father, the man who disappeared in a certain year, the man who cooked a big pot of braised pork.Why couldn't I remember him at all before?

"what's up?"

Bai Qianwan was completely immersed in his memory and did not answer.

During the ogre incident a few days ago, he didn't realize this at all, and couldn't remember it at all. Bai Cheng was the only person who might know that he had cannibalism.

So, is there any connection between Huang Zeruo, Li Fuzhen and Bai Cheng?

You can only ask them themselves.But he couldn't mention these words to Song Nongmo, otherwise he would be convinced that he has cannibalism.On the other hand, thinking that Li Fuzhen and Mrs. Chen have already been locked up for interrogation, it is not realistic to ask Xiaokang Wang to help deliver the message.

"Ugh--"

With a long sigh, he casually clicked on a live broadcast room on the horror live broadcast.

A man with a gentle appearance was sitting behind the table in a long robe and mandarin jacket, and said: "Today's ghost story is like this. One ghost picks up another ghost's skin, like this, first shaves off the hair, and scratches it from the skull. One knife, rub the scalp hard, ten times harder than you usually wash your hair, remember to wear gloves. After rubbing the meat and fat between the skin and the bone loose, put your hands under the skin, clamp the head between your legs and fix it, and push it hard tearing forward..."

what is this.

Bai Qianwan snapped off the live broadcast room and clicked on another one.

The title is "Live Broadcast in the Wild", so it must be more reliable.

After clicking on it, there was a huge grimace on the screen, blue and white with a slightly purple complexion, male, the whites of the eyes were red, he may have had conjunctivitis before his death, his lips were white, and his teeth were stained with smoke.A few seconds later, there were screams on the screen, the screen shook violently, the grimace disappeared, and the live broadcast was interrupted.The audience in the barrage is discussing calling the police.

Maybe Song Nongmo's department often transfers this kind of alarm call, it's quite busy.

He clicked on another live broadcast room without interest, either telling ghost stories or having no real content, which made people want to yawn, and felt that this website was on the verge of closing down.

The site also has a discussion area, which is also a hidden forum.

Click in to see all kinds of heavy-duty posts, all kinds of supernatural photos, etc., and some people are discussing the recent ogre incident here.

What caught Bai Qianwan's attention was a post with "No. [-] Middle School in City B" on the title.

"Is someone here to talk about the witchcraft case at No. [-] Middle School in City B nine years ago?" "

0L: It's been a mystery for a long time.

1L: It was a sensation back then. It seems that there has been no news. It ended after three people died.

2L: emmmmmmmmmmm After they drove that student away, no one died, but who did it is still doubtful.

3L: Witchcraft is too mysterious.

4L: Looking at the title, I thought it was the witchcraft case in the period of Emperor Wu of the Western Han Dynasty.

5L: What does it mean to drive away students?Anyone who popularizes science has never heard of this case.

6L: A few students formed a club for supernatural events, and as a result, three club members passed away strangely. I remember that one choked to death by swallowing his own arm, and gouged out his eyes with an umbrella.Almost to this extent, in short, it is suicide under abnormal circumstances.

7L: The student who was expelled was one of the club members, because he was one of the few witches in the club.

8L: If he didn't do it, he would be miserable. I have seen the video.

9L: Σ(°△°|||)︴What video?

10L: It used to be very popular to bully someone and record a video as a souvenir. At that time, the video was sent to me. Not everyone in No. [-] Middle School has seen it.It was also on the Internet at that time, and it seems that it was deleted by the Internet police later.

Did such a mysterious incident happen back then?

Bai Qianwan didn't have any impression.