In the darkness, that cold voice was about to disappear.

The man seemed to suddenly think of something and said subconsciously: "By the way, I also encountered something very interesting."

The cold voice was a little surprised: "What would make you interesting?"

The man said with a smile: "I found a person who should have died in the system file of the polling bureau. He also killed a monster we created. Do you think it is interesting or not?"

The cold voice pondered: "A fish that slipped through the net?"

The man said: "Don't count. Although I gave the order at that time, I guess he was not in Anzhou at the time. Naturally, the people below did not liquidate him."

The cold voice was dissatisfied: "Will you be found out?"

The man shook his head and said: "How is it possible? It's not the first time. Although the people below are stupid, everyone died very reasonably. It was either a car accident, illness, or a supernatural incident. Who can find out?

"

"Then there's no need to pay attention anymore. You won't be able to stay in Anzhou for long. After catching the owner of the tomb, Xu An will probably have already started. We still have to go to the next city."

The man said with some displeasure: "After the next city ends, there will be another one. When will it end?"

The cold voice didn't answer anymore.

In the darkness, a gust of wind blew by, and everything fell into complete silence.

…

At this moment.

In Home Inn, Du Gui lay on the table at the front desk, sound asleep.

He was really too sleepy.

One day and one night, I first had a fight with the ghost mother, and then went to deal with the water ghost. In the end, an ancient Ming Dynasty corpse appeared halfway and was forced into the No. 4 subway line.

Fatigue made him exhausted.

While sleeping, the two bouquets of morning glories that had been carefully cared for in the flowerpot on the front desk quietly sprouted a new bud.

Inside the Home Inn, which should have been cold, there was also a hint of life.

Du Gui seemed to be having a nightmare while sleeping.

His teeth clenched together, as if he was grinding his teeth.

There were even vague sounds of murmuring in sleep.

"Dad, Mom... I'm so awesome..."

"Be bigger and stronger and create greater glory..."

"Cousin, let's go whoring together..."

gradually……

A trace of mist also emerged from Du Gui's body.

As soon as the mist appeared, it seeped into the ground and disappeared.

Obviously, this mist is related to Du Gui's transformation state.

Every time the fog comes up.

He can transform.

And after the fog disappears, no matter how hard you are forced into a desperate situation, you will never be able to transform.

…

The next day.

No, there is no talk of the next day.

Because it was the next day.

In the early morning, Du Gui only slept for more than three hours when he was woken up by a loud noise.

He was dazed and heard obscene crying.

Crying is a very sad emotion.

Being able to cry with obscenity mixed in is something most people simply can't do.

"Damn it, who is... crying?"

Du Gui opened his eyes with a look of displeasure, his head felt painful and his temples bulged.

His voice was hoarse.

And it feels very weak.

There is no way, young people cannot afford to stay up late.

Outside Home Inn.

There is a ball of yellow paper burning.

Yellow paper is burned to the dead.

There were bundles of ghost coins, wreaths, and paper horses placed around.

Wang Ping and Gao Yao were respectively carrying soul-calling flags and holding a posthumous photo.

As for their captain Zhang Quanyou, he wiped his tears, pointed at the several inflatable dolls in the back and said: "Bring those inflatable dolls over here, I want to burn them to Boss Du. Even if they are down there, I can't suffer anymore."

he."

Gao Yao held Du Gui's photo, his face full of sadness.

"Captain Zhang, Boss Du was a good man, why did he die like this?"

Wang Ping put down the soul-calling flag, took an inflatable doll, and handed it to Zhang Quanyou.

"Captain Zhang, last time Boss Du saved my life, I didn't even thank him properly. As a result, he just disappeared. I was so worried..."

"I'm also worried. If I hadn't drunk too much yesterday, I wouldn't have let him deal with the water ghost. If he hadn't dealt with the water ghost, he wouldn't have been chased by the ancient corpses of the Ming Dynasty, and he wouldn't have died on the 4th.

In the subway line.”

Zhang Quanyou threw the inflatable doll into the fire, and with a bang, it deflated on the spot.

Wang Ping said with some sadness: "Captain Zhang, Boss Du is such a good person, why don't you burn a silicone one for him? The inflatable one won't withstand use..."

Zhang Quanyou said with red eyes: "What do you know? It's hard to buy silicone ones now, so we can only make do with what we have. When the matter here in Anzhou is over, we will definitely spend hundreds of thousands to buy him the best silicone doll to burn."

he."

Wang Ping clenched his fists and sighed: "I will also burn a few for him. When I was alive, I did not repay his kindness. After I die, I must let him live a good life down there."

Gao Yao also said sadly: "Count me in. Although I get diarrhea every time I eat his food, I know that he is a good person."

After Qian Youliang returned to the polling bureau, he told them what happened and severely reprimanded Zhang Quanyou.

Now, everyone knew that Du Gui died on the No. 4 subway line.

Zhang Quanyou became red-eyed on the spot.

He felt that he had killed his good brother Du Gui, and his conscience was uneasy.

With great regret, pain, and self-blame, he took Gao Yao and Wang Ping to Home Inn.

That's how this scene happened.

"Boss Du, have a good trip."

"Brother Du, if there is still a chance, even if I have diarrhea until I die, I want to eat another meal cooked by you."

"Good brother, I'm sorry for you!"

The three of them couldn't help crying.

And at this moment.

Wow…

The electric rolling shutter door suddenly rose high.

Zhang Quan and three others subconsciously raised their heads.

Then you see it.

A man stood behind the door as the rolling shutter door was fully raised.

Zhang Quanyou and the others were shocked.

"Fuck!"

"Damn it, you three are stupid..."

Du Gui stood at the door with a dark face and gnashed his teeth and cursed: "I thought that bastard was crying outside so early in the morning. It was you who co-wrote it!"

"Ah? Are you still fucking burning yellow paper and burning coins?"

"Look at this wreath and my photo?"
To be continued...