Chapter 401 Is there something wrong with this painting?
After listening to his grandfather's words, Zhou Xiaoze felt a chill in his heart. The inflatable girl actually killed Luo Shixiong's wife. This was clearly the fault of the female ghost in red.
Luo Shixiong told Ji Zhantian on the phone that his wife couldn't see her daughter, so she put the inflatable girl who looked exactly like Luo Ying in her arms to sleep.
Unexpectedly, just now, when Madam was lying on the bed to rest, the inflatable girl suddenly turned over and pressed on her, reaching out and pinching her neck with both hands.
At that time, Luo Shixiong was still entertaining guests in the living room downstairs. When he heard his wife's screams, he hurriedly ran to the bedroom upstairs, only to find that the inflatable girl's hands were still around his wife's neck, but her face was red.
Zi, with his tongue sticking out of his mouth, there was no breath left.
"I should have known this, I shouldn't have let Luo Shixiong take that inflatable girl back!" Ji Zhantian sighed and said full of self-blame.
Zhou Xiaoze's heart felt blocked. This female ghost in red was really capable of using any means to bring her out.
Ji Zhantian sighed again: "Thanks to Dongfang Ming's physique being different from others, he is very angry, so ghosts don't dare to possess him easily."
"If Dongfang Ming is possessed by the female ghost in red and makes a suicide scene in the hotel, things will become big!"
Regarding his grandfather's analysis, Zhou Xiaoze felt that it was not unreasonable. Once something happened to Dongfang Ming here, his family would never let him go. In addition, if there was that invisible evil force against him,
It is difficult for him to live in this world.
More than ten minutes later, the police car stopped at the door of a luxurious villa. Luo Shixiong was standing at the door to greet their arrival. Behind him stood two bodyguards dressed in black. Zhou Xiaoze had seen them before last time.
It was they who followed Luo Shixiong to Daotou Village to pick him and his grandfather up.
Ji Zhantian got out of the car and told the police officer who was driving to go back first. If anything happened, he would contact Chief Han.
The two bodyguards stayed in the living room. Zhou Xiaoze and his grandfather followed Luo Shixiong upstairs. As soon as they approached the door of Mrs. Luo's bedroom, he felt a strong cold air rushing towards his face through a door.
This is Mrs. Luo's bedroom. Why does he feel as if he has arrived at the door of a haunted house?
Luo Shixiong was walking in front and was about to push the door open. Ji Zhantian frowned and reached out to pull him back: "Don't move!"
Ji Zhantian looked at Luo Shixiong and asked, "Did you close this door?"
Luo Shixiong was stunned for a moment, and said suddenly: "No, I found out that my wife was strangled to death by the inflatable girl, so I hurried downstairs to call you. I didn't even bother to close the door. Others will never do it without my instructions."
Will come upstairs!"
Ji Zhantian nodded, pointed at the door panel and said, "Look, there is a circle of dark prints on it, commonly known as soul-catching patterns. If your hand touches it, your life will be dead!"
Zhou Xiaoze looked in the direction of Ji Zhantian's finger, and sure enough he found circles of dark green lines, slowly twisting and turning on the door panel, like an animal's mouth, opening and closing.
Luo Shixiong's eyes widened and he looked for a long time and said, "Why can't I see?"
Ji Zhantian patted his head and said with a bitter smile: "I forgot, you don't have yin and yang eyes, so you can't see the dark mark!"
With that said, Ji Zhantian took out a cinnabar talisman from his body and stuck it on the door. Soon, the cinnabar talisman swallowed up the dark seal pattern.
Zhou Xiaoze wondered if his grandfather had a treasure bag on him. He really had everything.
Ji Zhantian then opened the door, and a stronger and colder air surged out like a sea tide. The three of them couldn't help but shiver.
Zhou Xiaoze shrugged and smelled the smell of rotting corpses.
When they entered the bedroom, they were stunned by the scene before them!
Luo Shixiong said that his wife was strangled to death by the inflatable girl, but Zhou Xiaoze saw a middle-aged woman sitting on the edge of the bed, holding the inflatable girl in her arms, her head lowered, because of her long hair.
She was draped upside down so that others could not see her face clearly.
Zhou Xiaoze glanced around and found no corpse. Soon, he discovered that the smell of corpses came from the woman.
The woman kept pulling the girl's mouth with her hands and said: "Ying'er, come on, take a bite of mom's grandma. Baby girl, please speak up!"
From the sound of her voice, she was Mrs. Luo. She probably thought there was something wrong with her daughter's brain, but why did Luo Shixiong say that she was strangled to death?
Also, why does she smell like corpse?
"Madam, you are still alive!" Luo Shixiong walked over in surprise.
But Ji Zhantian shouted loudly: "Don't go there, she is not your wife!"
Luo Shixiong paused, and Ji Zhantian formed a seal with his bare hands, shot out a golden light from the palm of his hand, and rushed towards the woman.
The woman screamed and raised her head. Zhou Xiaoze found that a blood-red light wheel was spinning in her eyes, her mouth was slightly open, and a pair of white fangs gradually grew out of her mouth.
Luo Shixiong screamed in fright and retreated to the bedroom door.
"I'm going to kill you!" The woman threw away the inflatable girl and rushed toward them with open arms.
Bang!
Ji Zhantian kicked the woman onto the bed, and with another hand seal, a sword flew out from his fingertips and plunged directly into her chest.
With a hiss, a line of black smoke emitted from the woman's chest and dispersed. The woman lay there quietly, slowly closing her eyes, and the pair of fangs that appeared in her mouth also disappeared.
Except for her age, that woman looks almost the same as Luo Ying in appearance. Obviously, this is the real Mrs. Luo.
"Go over, it's okay now!" Ji Zhantian said to Luo Shixiong.
Luo Shixiong threw himself on the bed, hugged his wife and cried loudly: "Madam, Ying'er is gone. I can't live without you. Why don't you abandon me?"
Listening to his pitiful cries, Zhou Xiaoze felt a little uneasy. If it weren't for me, how could the female ghost in red come to the Luo family?
Ji Zhantian stepped forward, patted Luo Shixiong's shoulder, pointed to a painting on the wall, frowned and asked: "Shixiong, things have happened, don't be too sad, I ask you,
Where did you get this painting?"
Luo Shixiong looked at the painting and choked up: "That's an ancient painting that my daughter Luo Ying bought from a street stall half a month ago. Why, Mr. Zhou, is there something wrong with this painting?"
Ji Zhantian's eyebrows twitched several times, and he said word by word: "This is a painting made with corpse oil. It's called corpse painting!"