The rich second generation catches demons and evil in the entertainment circle [Rebirth]

Playing Gods and Playing Ghosts Day 140

Ke Yuheng followed the guide talisman and ran into the bedroom, and the guide talisman jumped under his bed, and there was no further movement after that.

"It, it, why did it get under my bed? What does it mean?" Ke Yuheng was a little dazed, but he couldn't believe it because he had an answer in his heart, he took a breath and asked.

Jiang Yiming frowned, and ordered Ke Yuheng: "Turn the bed up for me."

"what?"

Ke Yuheng stared blankly at Jiang Yiming: "Turn over the bed?"

Jiang Yiming glared at him impatiently: "Which word can't you understand?"

"Me? Turn over the bed?" Ke Yuheng was so big that he didn't turn over the bed with his hands. He looked at his double bed, and then looked at his small body, could he carry it?

"Otherwise I should do it?" Jiang Yiming looked at him with a smile and asked back.

Seeing Zhong Sheng looking towards him, Ke Yuheng shuddered subconsciously, quickly shook his head and laughed dryly, rolled up his sleeves, and then went under the bed, found two points of strength, and pulled it up with all his strength.

Seeing this, Ke Tingrong quickly asked the housekeeper to call a few more people to help.

Ke Yuheng managed to lift the bed up to an angle of nearly thirty degrees, and couldn't hold back his strength. "Aww, no, no, no, no, no!", he let go of his hands and took two steps back, the bed slammed down with a "clang" sound. After coming down, people standing on the floor can feel the shock twice.

Ke Yuheng panted heavily and waved his hands: "No, I really can't lift it up, even if you throw me in a prison, I can't lift it up."

As he spoke, his eyes shifted inadvertently, and suddenly stopped.

He stared at the foot of the bed, his face pale.

Ke Tingrong wondered what his youngest son was looking at, and asked, "What expression do you have?"

Ke Yuheng didn't answer, as if his voice had been robbed, he just stared at that corner with all his might.

Jiang Yiming frowned and walked over to him to watch.

Bao Qiwen and Ke Tingrong were also curious and followed Jiang Yiming.

At first glance, it seemed that he didn't find anything, and he didn't know what Ke Yuheng saw, but his reaction was so big.

But when Bao Qiwen looked over carefully again, he suddenly took a breath, took two steps back, and widened his eyes in shock.

He suddenly turned to Jiang Yiming: "That, that is Tang Guo?"

In the corner at the foot of the bed, where the light barely penetrated, a face was looking towards them.

That face was hidden in the darkness.

Because of the angle, part of the light source just let in, so that Tang Guo's face became faintly visible, especially the pair of open black eyes, if it weren't for the light coming in, nothing could be seen.

"She just stared at us motionlessly..." Ke Yuheng murmured.

Ke Tingrong's complexion changed, and he ordered the servant who was standing still beside him to turn the bed up immediately.

"No matter what she is pretending to do down there, find her out!" Ke Tingrong scolded.

Jiang Yiming said beside him: "Be gentle and careful, don't destroy the scene, it's hard to explain."

The servants who turned over the bed became even more flustered when they heard this, and their movements were extra cautious.

Sabotage the scene?What scene?What is this all about?

The four servants worked together to lift up the bed slowly.

As the bed was raised more and more, suddenly, a pale hand protruded from the edge of the bed, so startled that the servant closest to that hand blurted out, and withdrew all the strength from his hand, and the bed almost fell apart. I'm going to fall back again.

Fortunately, Jiang Yiming was standing on the side and helped him in time to save the place.

I saw Young Master Jiang make a move unexpectedly, so fast that no one could react, and firmly supported the corner where the servant withdrew his hand with one hand.

Using force with his hands, he cooperated with the other three to turn the bed over easily.

The bed was turned outward, and the people under the bed were completely exposed to everyone's view.

A girl in a white dress was glued to the wooden board at the bottom of the bed.

A pair of arms were raised above her head, spread out to both sides, propped on both sides of the bed, her legs were close together, and her feet were stretched out. Her head was huddled at the corner of the bed, tilted, with a pair of black eyes open. Bloody congestion.

The pretty face was smeared like white paint, but it still couldn't cover the red spots here and there.

Anyone can see that something is wrong with the girl in front of her.

"Tang, Tang Guo?" Ke Yuheng called out in a low voice, and took two steps in that direction tentatively before being stopped by Jiang Yiming.

Jiang Yiming's face was not very good-looking, he did not expect Tang Guo to have an accident.Looking at Tang Guo now, it is clear that he looks exhausted.

Her lifespan was forcibly extracted and exhausted!

"Don't go there," he said in a low voice.

"But she..."

"It's so cold, can't you tell?" Jiang Yiming glanced at him and frowned. Tang Guo shouldn't have died so early, and his current fate was forcibly changed by someone's intervention.

As soon as he said that, the faces of all the people present changed. Several servants who turned over the bed took a few big steps back in fright, and some of them fell to the ground without standing still and crashed into a ball. The scene suddenly became chaotic. Literally.

Ke Tingrong suddenly turned his head to look at his youngest son, and saw that Ke Yuheng was also completely kept in the dark.

Seeing his youngest son like this, he got angry and cursed, "What's going on!? Please explain it to me!"

The more Ke Yuheng looked at her like this, the more horrified and horrified she felt from the bottom of her heart. What happened to turn her into this look?Or, who would deliberately make a girl look like this?

He was trembling all over, hearing his father's questioning and scolding, Ke Yuheng was about to cry, he shook his head repeatedly and said: "I don't know, I didn't even know she was here today!"

Hearing this, Ke Tingrong turned to Jiang Yiming, regarded Jiang Yiming as the only life-saving straw, and asked, "Young Master Jiang, what should I do? You said that this girl wanted to kill my son, but now she has become like this... ...what the hell is this?"

Jiang Yiming stopped him with his hand, and said, "Call the police first, let the forensic doctor and the police come to identify the scene, and talk about other things later."

After he finished speaking, he looked around the room, fumbling here and there, making people confused for a while.

Ke Tingrong told the housekeeper to call the police quickly. After a while, the housekeeper hurried upstairs and said in Ke Tingrong's ear with a panicked face: "There seems to be a problem with the phone line, and I can't dial it out."

"What about the phone line? What about the phone?" Ke Tingrong asked.

He frowned, all right, how could there be a problem with the phone line?He couldn't help looking at Jiang Yiming, does this also have something to do with tonight's incident?

"The mobile phone can't find a signal, and I can't send any information." The housekeeper shook his head and said.

"How did this happen?" Ke Tingrong took out his mobile phone to confirm, and sure enough, "The signal was blocked? No matter what, find someone to come over quickly! Solve this matter immediately!"

The housekeeper quickly responded, and was about to ask someone to drive out, but was stopped by Jiang Yiming.

"Wait a minute." Jiang Yiming stood at the window and looked out, the moon was completely gone outside, only the street lamps on both sides of the road were shining brightly, shining on the dragon gate of the fountain, making the blood red on the dragon gate brighter.

The dragon gate and the gate of the Ke family faced each other from a distance. The dragon gate was like a dragon's head, falling directly above the gate of the Ke family.

Jiang Yiming stopped the housekeeper and said, "No one is allowed to leave this villa now. Anyone who takes a step out of the gate of Ke's villa will be responsible for life and death."

The housekeeper was startled and looked at Ke Tingrong.

Ke Tingrong suddenly remembered Jiang Yiming's exhortations earlier, but he forgot about so many things that happened just now.

He hurriedly followed Jiang Yiming's words: "Forget it, forget it, don't look for anyone. But if this happens, the police won't be able to report it, so what should we do?"

"People are the only ones who can cut off the phone line and block the signal. Dealing with people is easier than dealing with ghosts. If you restrain people, you will naturally control the ghosts that make trouble." Jiang Yiming said.

After he finished speaking, he swept around the people present. The servants were all crowded together, eager to run out of the room immediately; Ke Yuheng stared blankly at Tang Guo's body, without much reaction; the housekeeper frowned and lowered his head Standing beside Ke Tingrong, Ke Tingrong looked at him as if he was the main one.

Jiang Yiming withdrew his gaze and said, "By the way, there is someone in your Ke family that I want to meet, please introduce me?"

He said as he walked downstairs.

Walking to the dining room on the ground floor, several uncles of the Ke family were sitting there. Seeing Ke Tingrong and the others coming down, one or two of them had expressions of concern: "What the hell are we doing now? We are not allowed to leave this house. What do we mean by locking us here and restricting our travels?"

"Exactly! Without a word of explanation, just leave us here? What do you mean?"

A few people chatted in a few words, and brought the whole villa up, mumbling to leave.

"Now that something so wicked has happened here, we are still not allowed to leave. What is this for? Use us to worship the heavens and make superstition?"

"Jitian? Who is this? It's very imaginative." Jiang Yiming laughed, turned his gaze to the person who spoke, and looked him up and down.

He is still a young man, he looks about fourteen or fifteen years old at most, no wonder he has a taste of ignorance when he speaks it.

The older man beside him frowned and tugged at him.

Jiang Yiming pretended not to see it, looked at the child and asked, "Why did you think of offering sacrifices to heaven?"

"My little uncle said just now that the dog was sacrificed to heaven, and there was a fountain, so evil spirit must not be a good thing."

"Little uncle? Who is it?" Jiang Yiming asked.

The child pointed.

It was the man who always looked at him with his eyes wandering when he went up to the second floor.

Jiang Yiming squinted his eyes: "Jiangtian?"

"I said it casually." The man replied.

"Ordinary people don't expect to come here." Jiang Yiming said, "Where did you hear it?"

The man subconsciously glanced elsewhere, but quickly looked away and said, "Just listen."

Jiang Yiming raised his eyebrows, and said lightly: "That's not okay, what I'm looking for is this kind of person, if you can't find where the source of the words came from, then you can only torture them from here."

"Torture what?"

"Where did the corpse upstairs come from, who brought it in, how did it die, there are so many questions to ask." Young Master Jiang stroked his cuffs.

"The corpse upstairs?!"

Young Master Jiang's words were like a bomb thrown into a pool of stagnant water.

This time, it calmed down those who were shouting to leave, and the effect was surprisingly good.

——Everyone feels that if they go out now, there may be a murderer waiting outside.