Addiction to the Living Corpse Chapter 5 Group Photo
In the car, Bai Wuji sat in the front row, while Chu Ling and Wei Yunqing sat in the back row with bad faces on their faces, continuing to look at each other out of the corner of their eyes.
Bai Wuji was extremely embarrassed.
Logically speaking, if Chu Ling and Wei Yunqing don't deal with each other, it has nothing to do with Bai Wuji.
The taxi driver was helpless and occasionally said a sentence or two: "Brother, which one is the first wife and which one is the third son?"
This is nothing, they are all quite beautiful, and Bai Wuji is happy to be misunderstood.
Unfortunately, although these two little girls dislike each other, they have an inexplicable tacit understanding at this time, saying in unison: "You think I'm blind!"
The driver immediately shut up and looked at Bai Wuji with a black line on his face.
Bai Wuji could only laugh dryly.
After getting off the bus, Bai Wuji paid and finally left the awkward taxi.
We arrived at Li Fudong’s home, which is an old building.
How old exactly?
Stepping on the open-air iron stairs and listening to the creaking sound, Bai Wuji felt like he was watching a movie from the 1990s.
"This place is quite old." Bai Wuji said, looking around.
Everything becomes a spirit easily when it gets old. As the house gets older, more ghosts gather here. Bai Wuji is born with yin and yang eyes. At first glance, the place looks hazy with green mist.
Chu Ling also opened his yin and yang eyes and scanned it. Although there was a lot of green mist, there didn't seem to be any danger.
"No. 403 is Li Fudong's home..." Based on the address she got at the police station, Chu Ling walked up the iron stairs to the fourth floor. The door was on the fourth floor terrace and was a shabby iron door.
As soon as she walked to the door, Chu Ling was attracted.
Because there is a worn yellow paper symbol on the top of this door.
"What is this?" Wei Yunqing also walked over.
"The talisman, the house-protecting talisman, prevents wandering souls and evil spirits from entering, but it's a pity... it's fake." As he said that, Chu Ling tore it off with his skill.
There was a look of disdain on her face, and Wei Yunqing was even more disdainful, thinking to herself as if you could make it real.
Bypassing Chu Ling, Wei Yunqing started knocking on the door.
After knocking twice, a woman's lazily shouting came from inside: "Okay, okay, stop knocking, come out, chase your life! Why did you just come back, a dead man? What time is it? Yesterday...
"
Creaking, the door opened, and the woman's voice stopped.
In fact, the woman is pretty good-looking, about thirty-two or thirty-years-old. Unfortunately, she is completely different from Wei Yunqing. She has poor skin care, and her life as a housewife has worn away very little of her girlish charm.
"Who...are you looking for?" the woman asked curiously, but out of the corner of her eye she saw Chu Ling behind Wei Yunqing and saw the talisman in Chu Ling's hand.
"Ah, I'm a police officer..."
Wei Yunqing had just finished speaking when the woman suddenly pushed her away and snatched away the magic talisman from Chu Ling's hand: "Who asked you to take it off! What are you doing! Hurry... Hurry up and put it on, put it on
!”
The woman turned back to the house, found a few grains of cooked rice, and quickly put the talisman on the door.
He clasped his hands together and muttered silently for a long time.
Then he turned around and stared at Chu Ling and others: "Who are you? Why are your hands and claws so thin? Is there something wrong with you? What are you doing here?"
Women speak without politeness.
Chu Ling raised her eyebrows and was about to explode. Wei Yunqing was also unhappy and introduced her identity as a police officer angrily.
The woman was fierce and immediately yelled at Wei Yunqing: "The police are amazing? The police..."
Bai Wuji was too lazy to listen to the three shrews arguing, and happened to catch a glimpse of the house from the corner of his eye.
It was a bit shabby, dark, and seemed to have a musty smell. A figure was in the corner of the room, looking at the woman covering her mouth and laughing softly, which was mocking.
Her eyes suddenly came into contact with Bai Wuji's, and Bai Wuji saw her pale face, wet hair, and red pupils!
She disappeared in an instant.
"Fuck..."
Bai Wuji squinted his eyes, that figure was not a human being!
At this time, Wei Yunqing happened to shout to the woman: "Sister, can you please stop making noise? We are just here to inform you that your husband had an accident last night and has passed away now!"
As he spoke, he took out a death certificate, but did not write down a clear cause of death.
The woman's voice stopped suddenly, she looked at the piece of paper blankly, and the next moment she cursed again: "Where the hell are you liars! What on earth are you doing at my house!"
"Relics of the deceased!" Wei Yunqing took out a small bag, which contained the mobile phone used by Li Fudong before his death, and then called the bureau. After a lot of trouble, the woman finally believed it.
The woman's name was He Xiaoman, she was Li Fudong's wife. She was thirty years old. After learning that her husband was really dead, she completely withered.
Not as fierce as before, his whole face fell down, and he sat on the sofa without saying a word.
"We are here to investigate who Li Fudong has been in contact with during his lifetime. Also, there were many calls made on your landline last night..."
Wei Yunqing began to ask He Xiaoman.
Chu Ling and Bai Wuji were wandering around the house.
Bai Wuji found that the ghost was missing.
Chu Ling did not open her yin and yang eyes just now. Now that she opened her eyes, she could only smell the ghost, but could not find any trace of the ghost.
But she is sure that there is indeed a ghost here, and the resentment is very deep.
At this time, He Xiaoman was crying and shaking his head: "No, I was alone at home yesterday. I went to bed early and didn't make a single call."
"Strange, what's going on with the harassing phone calls?" Wei Yunqing was confused.
Chu Ling also sat on the sofa curiously: "That's strange. Since you really haven't made a call, how did your landline phone call my company?"
"Your company?" He Xiaoman was stunned for a moment, and then immediately thought that Chu Ling was the woman who had yelled at her on the phone that morning.
Wei Yunqing answered at this time: "Yes, your husband also called her last night. Do you recognize her?"
"My husband is calling you? Who are you?" He Xiaoman immediately became angry.
Chu Ling glanced at Wei Yunqing resentfully, sighed, and briefly explained that it was a misunderstanding and that she didn't know Li Fudong, and then explained her identity.
Originally, He Xiaoman was closer to Wei Yunqing, but after hearing clearly what Chu Ling Company did, He Xiaoman immediately cried to Chu Ling and shouted: "Master, Master, I know, I know! My family portrait
Dong must have been killed by a ghost, it must be! He must have appeared and begged you for help, I beg you, please save me..."
"What's the problem with your home? Is it haunted?" Chu Ling turned to work and changed her persona to a cold girl.
"There is a problem! The problem is too big!" He Xiaoman stood up tremblingly, then pointed to his house in a circle: "My husband drives the car, I don't have a job, and I usually stay home alone. Starting half a year ago, I always feel
In this room, there is a pair of eyes staring at me, staring at me, making me feel scared..."
Wei Yunqing looked with disdain at Chu Ling, who was asking seriously, and He Xiaoman, who was answering nervously. She came close to Bai Wuji and bumped Bai Wuji with her shoulder: "You see, being alone for a long time makes you a little self-conscious.
She is closed, has a bad temper, and this woman has serious psychological problems... It's all her husband's fault for not spending time with her often."
Bai Wuji glanced sideways at Wei Yunqing and thought to himself, is this girl familiar?
"Don't be afraid. Besides feeling like someone is staring at you, what other feelings or phenomena do you have?" Chu Ling continued to ask.
He Xiaoman continued to shake his head: "I...I felt that she was going to kill me, she was going to kill me! So...so I found a Taoist priest, and I asked for a spiritual talisman..."
Wei Yunqing sighed and bumped Bai Wuji's shoulder again: "See, it's a typical case of persecution delusion. I think she really needs to see a psychiatrist..."
Bai Wuji raised his eyebrows and was about to talk to Wei Yunqing when he suddenly noticed a photo in the room. The photo showed a man and two women. The man was very fat, but the two women were pretty good-looking.
The expressions of the three people were very happy, and it seemed that the two women and the man were somewhat close.
The most important thing is that the two women look exactly the same.
"Master, this is not just my feeling. I often hear people crying under my bed in the middle of the night... right under the bed! Really, really, I was going crazy at that time. I often came to the kitchen by myself in the middle of the night and sleepwalked,
Yes, it was sleepwalking, but when I woke up, I held a knife to my neck! Sometimes I even cut my skin! And my TV, I often turn it on by myself, and every time the channel is..."
The more He Xiaoman narrated, the more excited he became.
"What is this?" Bai Wuji suddenly pointed at the photo and looked at He Xiaoman.
"That's, that's..." He Xiaoman turned her head and her voice suddenly stiffened. She hesitated for a long time before saying: "A photo of me, my husband, and my sister."