you are scary

Before leaving the haunted house to go to Area D, Bai Qianwan first determined the route to the general address of the deceased.The places that can be reached by subway are not very far away. District D and District X where he is located belong to the old urban area, and the housing prices and consumption levels are far lower than those in the new urban area. According to Bai Qianwan's account of the third case It seems that there are rumors that the income from the victim's part-time job was the only source of family expenses. After the death of the deceased, the whole family fell into a haze.

In fact, after seeing the situation of the Zheng family, Bai Qianwan confirmed that the rumors were true.

The five members of Zheng's family live in a remote apartment. The community is very old and there is no elevator.The remaining four people were crowded in the hut of less than [-] square meters, and the whole room smelled of staleness and incense.The furniture is simple, the old walls are dirty, and there are cobwebs and dust stuck to the corners.

"I'm really sorry." Mrs. Zheng emptied the baby items on the sofa in a hurry. She looked very young, and her voice was similar, "I didn't expect Mr. Bai to come so soon. I should go downstairs to pick you up..."

"It's okay." Bai Qianwan was looking at the baby.

The baby is lying in the stroller, being rocked by the grandpa behind him.He has big eyes, a chubby face, and a fist the size of a plum.From the moment Bai Qianwan entered the door, he was haunted by the baby's gaze.

"He likes to stare at strangers." Mrs. Zheng seemed a little embarrassed.

The portrait of the deceased was placed on the TV. He was about thirty or so years old, with good facial features, thick eyebrows and big eyes.

Sensing his sight, Mrs. Zheng shed tears: "He was tortured and killed."

"Because of being in the slaughterhouse, the collarbone was hooked and the whole body was hung up," she sobbed, "the face was peeled off and placed on the pig's body. The tongue and the pig's tongue made a dish together. The police found fragments of a human tongue inside."

The deceased's parents bowed their heads with gray faces, only coaxing the baby to sleep, and the toy bell swayed gently.

The young psychic is still looking at the baby, his eyes focused.

"I'm sorry," Mrs. Zheng, who didn't get a response, wiped away her tears with a forced smile amid sobbing, "Can we start psychic communication?"

"Yes." Bai Qianwan stood up, and he spread his palms, "Give me one of his relics."

Mrs. Zheng took out a watch from the baby's cradle.

Very old men's watch, no brand, the second hand is still beating quietly, although the time is wrong.

"Since that day, my husband's watch has been good and bad," Mrs. Cheng said. "A spiritual watch, isn't it?"

Bai Qianwan sighed slightly, and nodded.

Mrs. Zheng smiled lowly: "I knew it was like this."

Bai Qianwan closed his eyes.

At the center of the vortex is the portrait of the deceased. When he silently read his name, it was like being in the eye of a storm. He himself felt nothing, but the vortex around him became more and more turbulent.The first time he realized that he had psychic ability was when he was 15 years old. When he accidentally held the relic of the deceased, he felt the calling, and he almost easily summoned the other person from the underworld.

This time, however, when the box was opened, it was empty.

"It's gone," he murmured. "Impossible."

When he opened his eyes, he saw Mrs. Zheng's tearful eyes of despair.

"My husband—" she shed tears, "failed?"

Bai Qianwan put down his watch in doubt: "It's been less than 49 days since he died, and it's not yet time to reincarnate, but I can't feel his soul."

"It's the same as what the police said..." Mrs. Zheng covered her face, "They said that the soul of the deceased is gone."

Bai Qianwan frowned: "When?"

"The day after the incident."

This situation is rare.On the second day of death, usually the soul of the deceased is still lingering in the world, refusing to leave, let alone such a worrying family.

"The police also replaced other people to channel the psychic, and the result was the same every time." Mrs. Zheng's tears leaked from the fingers, and dripped wetly on the foot of the stroller. 'What does this mean' when everyone keeps silent, is it because they are afraid of hitting me? It must be a bad result, right?"

Being out of your wits is pretty bad.

The soul that was scattered by the punch broke out in the air with a sharp scream, "Wow", such a cry, and then turned into a pile of black cotton wool, which disappeared like foam on the floor.

"This..." Bai Qianwan hesitated.

Before he could say anything, Mrs. Zheng rushed forward screaming, and grabbed his neck with her hands with sharp nails.

"Go to hell, go to hell—"

"..." Why is it so unlucky!

The shackles of suffocation suddenly clamped around his neck, and he heard a few whines from his throat.

"Wait, wait a minute, calm down..." He reluctantly grabbed Mrs. Zheng's finger.

The elderly couple who took care of the baby like walking dead jumped up as if they had just woken up from a dream, and carried Mrs. Zheng away.

"Don't go crazy!"

"This is a psychic..."

"Wow ah ah..."

Bai Qianwan covered his mouth and retched.

At his feet, the child in the stroller giggled.

Is it funny?

He glanced at the little baby: "I'm leaving."

Without saying goodbye to the others, Bai Qianwan snatched the door and left.

After borrowing a mirror from the girl who touched up makeup on the subway, he finally knew what marks had been left on his neck, as if he had been grabbed by a ghost, with four bloody claw marks on each side of his neck.

"Have you been beaten and scolded by your girlfriend?" The girl was wearing lipstick, her lips pouted into an O shape, "It's so pitiful."

"No." He sighed.

"how?"

"Caught by a client."

"Is it so funny?"

"I didn't get any money either."

"Go to the hospital."

"don't want……"

After this conversation ended, Bai Qianwan returned to the haunted house dejectedly.

At noon, the house was quiet and the ghosts were sleeping.

He wanted to complain to Ren Zhi about the weird customers today, so he shouted around: "Is Mrs. Chen still awake?"

After searching for a long time, he finally found Mrs. Chen's body under the sofa.Bai Qianwan lay on the ground and said, "Three two one, if you don't come out, you're a big pig..."

Mrs. Chen said nothing.

He suddenly felt something was wrong.The irascible Mrs. Chen, why didn't she react when she heard the word "pig head"?Bai Qianwan quickly pulled Mrs. Chen out from under the sofa.

Mrs. Chen, with a bruised nose and swollen face, woke up leisurely. Under her loose eyelids, both eye sockets were empty.Her face trembled, as if waking up from a nightmare, she screamed: "A female ghost broke in just now and threw my eyes out of the window! And beat me up!"

God, she really looks like a pig's head like this——

However, what is a female ghost?

Although it is very common for ghosts to enter the house, as we all know, Mrs. Chen was the victim of the well-known "Renzhu case". After her death, she turned into a ghost. , without blinking.Such a powerful and terrifying ghost was actually restrained by other ghosts.

"That's right, she seems to be looking for you! Going around." The human pig jumped out of the window to pick up the eyeballs.

Bai Qianwan looked around, there were only a few traces of fighting.In addition, the computer seems to be in a hibernation state, and it seems to have been turned on not long ago.He shook the mouse, and an open TXT file came into view.

[Is cannibal meat more delicious than ordinary human meat? 】

This is the message from the female ghost.