Han Jiuchen and I rushed to the school. The police were one step ahead of us. The third dormitory building where Zhong Jingyuan lived had already set up a cordon.
Thanks to a phone call from Han Jiuchen, this matter attracted the attention of the police station. All the students were cleared and arranged to temporary dormitories, but there were still many people gathered outside the dormitory building.
I saw Yu Lili in the crowd.
When Yu Lili saw me arriving, she waved to me, "Su Qingzheng, Su Qingzheng, let me tell you, my boyfriend went in to see it before. The death of Senior Brother Zhong was exactly the same as Dong Ling's! It didn't look like suicide at all! Those policemen I inspected the scene, but I didn’t come to any conclusion... Really, I’m useless and can’t investigate the case, but I blame the dead man, garbage!”
I guess the police announced it was suicide because they were afraid of causing panic.
Han Jiuchen made a special call. The police who came over were definitely not ordinary people.
But what surprised me the most was: the same as Dong Ling?
I thought of Dong Ling's tragic death and couldn't help but shudder. I subconsciously looked at Han Jiuchen, only to see him staring up at the window of Zhong Jingyuan's dormitory with a puzzled expression.
"Su Qingzheng, what should we do...? How can we go to class if this continues?" Although Yu Lili has a carefree personality, she is not stupid. She could feel something about the situation in the dormitory that day, no matter how stupid she was.
Now she seemed to be really frightened, holding my arm, and there was a clear vibrato in her voice.
"I...I don't know either..." I lowered my head.
The female ghost last time said before Han Jiuchen took her into the jade pendant that she had not killed Dong Ling, so who was she?
The police guarding the door of the dormitory building saw Han Jiuchen and hurriedly squeezed out, "Han Jiuye, do you want to go up?"
Han Jiuchen nodded, and then asked me, "What about you? Come up with me, or wait for me?"
I immediately said: "Go up."
There are too many weird things going on in this school, and I feel scared. Only by following him can I feel at ease.
We entered Zhong Jingyuan's dormitory under the leadership of the police.
I huddled behind Han Jiuchen, not daring to look at Zhong Jingyuan's body.
Han Jiuchen couldn't walk because I was pressed against him, so he pulled me away and asked me to stand next to a policeman and not move around.
He put on gloves and inspected Zhong Jingyuan's body, then stood up and asked me: "What was the name of your classmate who died first?"
"Dong Ling."
Han Jiuchen nodded and ordered a policeman: "Send me the autopsy reports of Dong Ling and He Jin."
After saying that, Han Jiuchen took me out of the dormitory and drove away.
My mind was in a blur, there were so many things I wanted to know, and I didn’t know what to ask first.
Han Jiuchen seemed to have read through my thoughts and said, "If you feel too confused, just sort it out yourself. What do you want to know the most?"
I was slightly startled. What I wanted to know most was Xuanmen!
I remember Zhong Jingyuan said that Xuanmen is controlled by the three families of Han, Chu and Su. I thought of the bracelet that Su Xiao and my second uncle made for me, and I wondered, could the Su in it be my family?
"What is Xuanmen? Does Han Chusu's Su have anything to do with me?"
"In today's world, people are born with resentment, and resentment turns into spirits, which are the so-called ghosts." Han Jiuchen said, "Xuanmen is an organization created by practitioners in the world, with the mission of killing resentful spirits. Xuanmen was originally composed of Han, Su, and Chu Three major families were created, so it is also called Sanxuan."
I nodded, "Is that special department related to Xuanmen?"
"You mean the Spiritual Supervision Bureau?" Han Jiuchen said: "That is a department established in cooperation between the officialdom and Xuanmen. The official selects talents to enter Xuanmen practice and return to work after graduation, or recruit non-Xuanmen non-Xuanmen cultivators from the private sector.
, but there are also many Xuanmen disciples who have taken the initiative to join."
"Nasu..."
Han Jiuchen interrupted me, "Su Xiao joined as a casual cultivator."
Su Xiao said that he joined the Spiritual Supervision Bureau after meeting some like-minded people. Now Han Jiuchen also said the same... It seems that my family and the Su family of Xuanmen should have nothing to do with each other.
The car drove for about half an hour and stopped in an open space outside the Chengdong Branch of the Public Security Bureau of City C in the eastern suburbs.
I got off the car and saw this Chengdong branch. The more I looked at it, the weirder it became.
As far as I know, the various public security bureaus in City C are named according to the jurisdiction they belong to. This Chengdong Branch... there is no Chengdong District in City C at all!
So how did this Chengdong branch appear?
After parking the car, Han Jiuchen led me inside.
"Aren't you afraid of the police station? Why are you still here?" I trotted all the way to keep up with him. "Can you walk slower? I can't keep up."
"This is not a police station." Han Jiuchen said, his steps slowing down.
Along the way, people shouted hello to him.
It wasn't until I walked to the gate and saw the faint talisman carved on the door frame that I suddenly realized that this city east branch seemed to be the legendary Spiritual Supervision Bureau!
Han Jiuchen took me into an office on the second floor. He asked me to stay by myself and open the computer to read emails.
He asked me: "Did Dong Ling have any contact with you before she died?"
I nodded, "She was possessed by a ghost and wanted to kill me. I had a fight with her and sprayed blood on her face."
When Han Jiuchen heard this, his brows furrowed deeper.
Looking at his expression, I felt a little bit in my heart. Could it be that the matter was very difficult?
Han Jiuchen stared at the computer screen and murmured solemnly: "It shouldn't be like this..."
"Han Jiuchen, what's wrong with you?" I asked worriedly.
"Su Qingzheng, what other strange things have you encountered recently?"
I shook my head and muttered: "Meeting you is the biggest weird thing, what else can there be..."
Han Jiuchen thought for a while, stood up, took my hand and walked out.
He led me up to the fourth floor and into an office with a wooden sign for the Technical Department on the door. An old man in his fifties stood beside a wooden shelf inside, tinkering with something.
The old man's black and white hair was messy, and he looked like he hadn't changed his clothes for several days. I fanned my nose and could almost smell his scent.
Han Jiuchen pulled out the chair for me to sit down, and said to the old man, "Old He, I'm asking for help."
The old man named Lao He glanced at Han Jiuchen and said slowly: "Wait two minutes."
Then he continued to tinker with the thing in his hand, which looked like an umbrella. He seemed to be carving something on the handle of the umbrella.
Han Jiuchen didn't rush him, but pulled up a chair and sat down next to me.
I leaned towards him and asked, "Who is he?"
"Why bother." Han Jiuchen said, "The head of the technical department."
Why bother? What is this name!
I chuckled and was patted on the leg by Han Jiuchen.
I suppressed my laughter and asked him, "What is he doing?"
Han Jiuchen shook his head and said nothing.
I felt bored, curled my lips, stood up and wandered around the office.
On the wall to the left of the entrance, most of them are hung with small wooden signs, some are black, some are red, but most are brown.
When I took a closer look, I discovered that the wooden sign had names all engraved on it.
The other half is hung with various small squares containing talismans in four colors: gold, silver, purple, and blue, but the usual yellow is missing.
I was curious and wanted to ask Han Jiuchen what these were for, but He Bai got there first.
Why put down the carving knife in your hand, admire his umbrella like a work of art, and show it off in front of Han Jiuchen.
"It's carved, ox!"
Han Jiuchen hummed and said in a very perfunctory manner, "Ask the spirit."
Why don't you be angry, put away the umbrella, and said to me: "Little girl, come here."
After saying that, he pulled me to a chair next to the table and sat down. He picked up the knife on the table and cut my middle finger.
His movements were so fast that I had no time to react. When I felt the pain, he had already taken out a copper coin from his pocket, dipped some blood on my middle finger, told me to close my eyes, and pressed the coin against my
between his eyebrows, and then I heard him mutter a few words that I couldn't understand. Suddenly, he spit in my face.
"Ah——" I was so disgusted that I wanted to jump up, but Han Jiuchen came behind me at some point and held me down, unable to move.
I was so angry that I twisted around in my chair, trying to get away from Han Jiuchen and stand up.
"Be obedient, don't move." Han Jiuchen leaned down and whispered in my ear, his tone sounded like he was coaxing me.
The roots of my ears were instantly numbed by his breath, and my skin was red from my ears to my neck. I twisted twice more symbolically before I calmed down obediently.
Why bother muttered a few more words that I couldn't understand, then took away the copper coin, slapped it on my temple twice, and shouted: Get back to your position!
"Go wash your face."
As soon as I heard this, I jumped up and ran out. It was so disgusting to see an old man drooling on my face! I remember seeing the toilet when Han Jiuchen brought me over just now!
I rushed into the women's bathroom, turned on the faucet and buried my face in the wash. I didn't stop until my face was hot and painful. I looked up in the mirror and saw that my face had been turned into a monkey's butt.
I came out of the toilet, and Han Jiuchen was waiting for me at the door. He looked at me with a smile on his face, and I guessed he must be laughing at my red face.
"Then what did the old man do to me? Why did he spit in my face? It's so disgusting!" I complained.
Han Jiuchen stretched out his hand and touched my face, rubbing it gently from left to right, "You're so cruel to yourself, your skin is almost broken."
His tone was so gentle that it made me feel itchy all over, and I couldn't help but feel a sore nose: Damn it, you were the one who said not to talk about relationships, and you are the one who is so gentle to me now. Do you want to suffocate me to death?
I slapped his hand away angrily and said, "You, stop rubbing it, I'm asking you a question!"
Han Jiuchen led me downstairs and back to his office.
After closing the door, he explained to me why the things he just did to me were actually a kind of magic called asking the spirit.
The so-called spirit inquiry is to invite the spirit body out of a person and ask carefully about what it sees and hears.
"Do I have that thing on me?" I suddenly became nervous.