Bai Yinzhou spoke in almost every detail, "Judging from the detector, the suspect has lost his soul and is unconscious."
Since he was unable to provide a valid confession for the case, and the location where the incident occurred was in a blind spot for surveillance, no one could see what exactly happened. He could only pray that Junshan would wake up as soon as possible.
To be on the safe side, Bai Yinzhou also stayed in this hotel.
Just complete the house handover procedures with Feng Lingche, so Wenyang doesn't need to contact Mo Xun anymore.
Unexpectedly, on the first night of staying at this hotel, a new guest arrived.
"jingle--"
On a quiet night, apart from the patter of rain, the doorbell of the convenience store sounded clear and bright.
Wen Yang didn't pay attention. Mo Xun's store was still doing business with strangers, so it was normal for people to come in.
However, soon she couldn't ignore it.
Because the ghost was standing at the bedside of her room.
Wen Yang smacked it out of the room with a cold face and set up a barrier with a talisman.
But the ghost persisted in pressing his face against the glass window, and looked at Wen Yang outside the window all night.
early morning.
Bai Yinzhou opened the door from the next room and saw the bewildered boy ghost standing at Wen Yang's door.
The ghost was young, maybe 7 or 8 years old. I don't know if he was in a car accident or something. Half of his face fell off, revealing the subcutaneous tissue crawling with maggots.
As the special supernatural minister of the imperial capital, Bai Yinzhou could not overstep his authority to catch ghosts, so he could only watch from the sidelines.
After a while, Wen Yang opened the door to the room.
Seeing the boy ghost, she stiffened and her face became colder.
"You don't have any exchange chips with you. There is no need for me to be tainted with karma in order to fulfill your wish."
The boy ghost was stunned for a few seconds, sobbing and crying tears of blood.
Wen Yang crossed his arms and gave him a cold look, which made Bai Yinzhou a little curious. He took a step forward and asked, "What's going on with this kid?"
"He has unfulfilled worldly aspirations and cannot reincarnate."
Bai Yinzhou looked at the child's sobbing shoulders with pity and frowned, "Can't you really help him?"
Wen Yang sneered, "If you don't mind being infected with Karma, you can help."
Bai Yinzhou stopped talking.
People who practice are most afraid of being infected with karma.
After a simple meal, Wen Yang stayed in the room as usual to study the place where yin and yang connect, while Bai Yinzhou went to the yard to open the computer to search for information.
Liu Shulan's case seems simple, but Junshan is very controversial.
First of all, he studied under Tian Daozi, who was the only disciple of the master of metaphysics who was excluded from the school by the country in a hundred years.
When Tiandaozi was alive, he was fond of killing and had a cruel personality. In order to practice Dafa, he did not hesitate to use human sacrifice to extend his life.
And with Junshan's intelligence, he is probably better than his master, and he is capable enough to follow in his master's footsteps.
In other words, he is probably dying and doing some crazy bad things in order to prolong his life.
Second, he investigated Junshan’s personal connections.
Over the years, in order to stabilize his position in Xuanmen, Junshan often visited aristocratic houses as a hidden master. For example, Wu Shuoyuan, the current gangster in Jianghai City, killed hundreds of livestock when he heard that Junshan was hospitalized.
To solidify its soul.
Why should Liu Shulan want to extend the life of such a person who regards all living beings as dirt?
Bai Yinzhou's eyes were on Wen Yang, and after thinking for a while he asked, "Will you agree to extend Junshan's life?"
It's very dangerous for this man to live.
Wen Yang was squatting on the ground to check the spiritual energy absorbed by the Ruyi Purifying Bottle. Hearing this, he looked up at him and said, "The conditions given by Liu Shulan are so good, why don't you change them?"
Bai Yinzhou didn't quite understand, "Miss Wen is so spiritual, and with the Buddha as a reliable living bank, what else can't you get?"
After saying this, he realized that he was a bit of a moral kidnapper and quickly apologized to Wen Yang.
"If you need anything, you can tell me, maybe I can help you." The power of the Bai family is only lower than that of the Li family. It has the same weight in any city, not to mention the imperial capital.
But Wen Yang shook his head, stood up with a half-smile, and walked to the boy ghost to silence his annoying cry, "I need ghost tears. You should know how precious they are. Some people can't even practice it for ten lifetimes."
Gain every drop.”
But Liu Shulan promised to give her three drops.
Bai Yinzhou's face turned pale. Ghost Tears were indeed hard to come by.
"If Ke Junshan is alive, he will most likely bring disaster to Jiang Hai."
His master was cruel when he was alive, but after his death he turned into a ghost cultivator and his methods were even more cruel.
If it weren't for the thunderous punishment from Heaven, I don't know what kind of trouble it would cause. Junshan's ambition is even worse than that of his master. This kind of person will only become a disaster.
Wen Yang was silent for a while and said to Bai Yinzhou, "Then let's go see Liu Shulan's lover first."
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In the ward.
Junshan was lying on the bed unconscious, with thick gauze wrapped around his neck. He was breathing in and out, and his whole body exuded a strong aura of death.
Bai Yinzhou was given a concealment talisman by Wen Yang, and he tried to persuade him, "It would be better if he died at the end of his life."
Unexpectedly, Wen Yang became more convinced after seeing it, "Send Liu Shulan over."
"Miss Wen, do you know what this means?"
Wen Yang looked at the growing evil aura in the sky and finally explained, "If someone dies, someone will be reborn. The lives of those who died are numbered here. If we try to prevent this disaster from happening, it is likely to cause more casualties."
"Then do these people deserve to die?" Bai Yinzhou's eyes turned red.
"Everyone will die one day," Wen Yang looked at Bai Yinzhou, "The price of changing your life may directly make you and I lose our souls."
"Death or life, that's fate. When you live and when you die, it's God's will." She stared coldly at Junshan lying on the bed, clenching her fingers tightly.
If possible, she wouldn't mind finishing this scumbag now.
But in order for more people to survive and for herself to survive, she could only choose this method.
After the two left, Junshan, who had been lying on the bed with his eyes closed, suddenly woke up, with a strange smile on his lips.
-
But it was three days later that Bai Yinzhou received the news that Junshan had woken up.
In the past three days, the boy ghost stood in front of Wen Yang's window as always, and Wen Yang ignored him as always.
When I had nothing to do, I asked my bodyguard to buy pen and ink and start inscribing the new store.
She wrote very seriously, and her writing was vigorous and powerful without losing her elegance. When Mo Xun came over with fresh chicken soup, he couldn't help but admire in his eyes.
The two of them have become familiar with each other these days, and Wen Yang doesn't reject him that much.
When nothing happens, Mo Xun will find ways to cook for her.
Naturally, he also saw the boy ghost at the door, but Wen Yang didn't care, and he was too lazy to interfere in the affairs of the Yang Realm.
"When will you finish writing? How about you try my soup first?"
Wen Yang glanced at it briefly, then withdrew his gaze, "I won't eat the hormone chicken."