Chu Banyang also followed.
He saw Lu Yingjiu standing in the alley and asked, "What's wrong?"
“…Nothing.” Lu Yingjiu shook his head, “Let’s go to the scene first.”
When they arrived at the scene, no one dared to stay there except for those exorcists.
Ji Cai still lay quietly, eyes closed, as if the photo just now was just an illusion. Chu Banyang squatted down beside her, stretched out his hand, and gently stroked the skin on her arm.
The woman's skin was delicate and soft, and where his fingers passed, there was a silky depression. He stared at her intently, as if he was examining something.
Seeing this, Lu Yingjiu didn't plan to stay here, so she called out, "Xiao Li, come upstairs with me to visit Zhong Aiguo's home."
…
Zhong Aiguo's home was on the 6th floor. He went up one floor and jumped from the balcony on the 7th floor.
The door of his house was also cordoned off with yellow and black police tape. Lu Yingjiu picked up a few cords and walked into the house.
The interior of the house was decorated very ordinary, with a white sofa, beige curtains, and a dark 50-inch TV screen. The morning glories on the balcony were wilting, and some of them had already withered and fallen on the soil in the pots.
The feeling here is very subtle.
The atmosphere of life is so strong that everything here, from the unopened cans, the half-drunk milk in the refrigerator to the bookmarked copy of The Count of Monte Cristo, seems to tell the visitors that the owner of the house will be back in a few hours. But in fact, the visitors know that he will rot in the soil, just like the flower pot on the balcony.
Zhong Aiguo did not leave a suicide note.
Lu Yingjiu walked around the house carefully but found nothing special.
Old Liu told him that it would take more than ten minutes to retrieve the files related to suicide, so he sent him the files of Ji Cai and Zhong Aiguo first.
The protection requirements for the scene of supernatural cases are not that high, so he didn't mind and sat on the sofa, waiting and watching.
Unconsciously, he began to stroke the longevity lock hanging on his chest.
This is a small subconscious action when thinking.
Xiao Li hesitated for a long time and sat down on the sofa. After a while, he couldn't help but be curious: "Brother Lu, is there anything special about your longevity lock? Can it summon powerful ghosts and gods?"
"No." Lu Yingjiu shook his head.
“Oh…” Xiao Li just thought that it was probably a gift from his family, when he heard Lu Yingjiu say again: “This was a gift from my wife.”
Xiao Li: "Oh, it turned out to be a gift from my family..."
Xiao Li: “… ?!”
Xiao Li was shocked: "What? Brother Lu, you are already married? When did this happen? How come I didn't know about it and no one in the club knew about it?!"
Lu Yingjiu glanced at him and asked curiously, "Why are you reacting so strongly? It's not like you have a crush on me."
"I don't have a crush on you but many people do!! I just promised my friend that I would deliver a love letter for her! Brother Lu, you are too tight-lipped!" Xiao Li was going crazy.
Although Lu Yingjiu usually keeps a low profile, he is the chief after all and has to deal with many people in the gang. Naturally, he also knows many female exorcists.
His looks are really amazing, every inch of his features are just right, his neck is slender, his peach blossom eyes are particularly bright, and even when the camera is close to his face, no pores can be seen.
Especially when he was thinking quietly, the sunlight from the window just happened to fall on half of his face, gilding his black hair and making his brown pupils look particularly bright. His white shirt was buttoned to the top button without any wrinkles, outlining his tall figure to the fullest. The dark sandalwood chair that the chief often sat on made his skin glow white.
As the saying goes, every girl has love in her heart. Everyone who has seen us passing by and welcoming us with wine has said it is good. The negative review rate has been 0% for many years.
Even though there was a hint of alienation between his eyebrows, it did not stop people from coming to him.
The old ladies were more reserved and asked him if he had a partner. Whenever this happened, Lu Yingjiu would smile and say, maybe you have heard of Chu Banyang.
The old aunt said, "Oh, so your partner is Chu Banyang."
Lu Yingjiu said, "How can that be possible? Young Master Chu is a straight-laced man and is still single. His family has cars and houses. He regards money as dirt. He is richer and more family-oriented than me. He has secretly told me before that he is in a hurry to find a partner."
—The second half of the sentence was pure nonsense from Lu Yingjiu. In short, Chu Banyang still didn't understand why so many people dragged him to blind dates. He just felt that his charm was far better than Lu Yingjiu's, and he was secretly proud of it.
Xiao Li couldn't imagine what kind of uproar it would cause if he told Lu Yingcui that he was getting married.
Xiao Li asked cautiously again: "When did this happen?"
Lu Yingjiu said, "Thirteen years ago."
Xiao Li: “!!!”
Xiao Li: "Child bride?!"
Should he call the police
Lu Yingjiu: "… You can't say that."
He stroked the longevity lock, the patterns of mountains and seas passing under his fingers, every inch of which was familiar to him. He then explained, "I am in a ghost marriage."
“Oh…” Xiao Li was even more confused.
Lu Yingjiu: "I have never seen him. The person who arranged a ghost marriage for me before... was not very reliable. He was looking for a wild ghost without a tombstone and a name. He has never appeared, and I guess he will never show up in the future." He touched the longevity lock again.
His cell phone rang.
This is the file sent by Lao Liu.
Among them, three suicide cases occurred within a radius of 10 kilometers around the Second Municipal Hospital where the female corpse was stored within eight months.
This is a fairly high frequency, two of which resulted in death by falling and one by cutting wrists.
Lu Yingjiu first looked through the cases of falling deaths and quickly scanned the basic information.
"Zhang Hong, male, 43 years old, sanitation worker..."
"Chen Songhai, male, 47 years old, dishwasher at Green View Tea Restaurant..."
These were genuine suicides, so the police did not connect them at first—after all, according to common sense, it was almost impossible for suicides to be related.
Now Lu Yingjiu deliberately looked at them together and quickly found the problem.
The one who cut her wrists was a high school girl. Neighbors confirmed that she had a fierce conflict with her parents and they had a fight on the night of the cut. But Zhang Hong and Chen Songhai were different. They had no suicidal tendencies.
Looking more closely, they are both from the same hometown, Dingyang Town. This name looks familiar. Lu Yingjiu went back and looked through Ji Cai's file. It said ~, participated in the "Dream Road" poverty alleviation program, worked as a teacher at Dingyang Primary School in Dingyang Town, xx City, xx Province, and was enthusiastic and positive in his work.
The file also stated that Ji Cai died accidentally in Dingyang Town in August last year.
Xiao Li: "This is definitely not a coincidence, what do you think, Brother Lu?" He flipped through the files again, "Chen Songhai actually has a criminal record for indecent assault."
Lu Yingjiu said: "According to the general routine, these two people were attracted to the volunteer teacher and accidentally killed her. They fled to a big city out of fear of the crime, and Ji Cai followed them. It is also possible that they simply had a grudge against each other."
He sighed softly and stood up. "No matter what the story is, I'm no longer interested. The connection between them is too obvious, and the rest can be left to the Qingdeng Society. Zhong Aiguo is most likely also connected to her, and we can find out with a little research."
Xiao Li was stunned for a moment, then followed him: "If Ji Cai is the victim, this is revenge, she is really miserable..."
He suddenly felt a little guilty.
Looking at the photo in the file, Ji Cai was young and beautiful, with a pigtail and her eyes looked like crescent moons when she smiled.
Hearing this, Lu Yingjiu stopped.
He turned around and saw Xiao Li subconsciously took a half step back and was blocked by him against the wall.
Lu Yingjiu said: "She killed someone, do you know what this means?"
Xiao Li was startled for a moment by his sudden serious expression.
Judging from his appearance, Lu Yingjiu is actually a gentle and delicate person, but when he has no expression on his face, the aura of having been in a high position for a long time is so oppressive that even his eyebrows seem to be sharp. Xiao Li hurriedly stammered, "It must be driven away by us. I, I, I know this."
"But she did nothing wrong, right? It's just human nature. If I were killed, I might be even more vicious than Ji Cai." Lu Yingjiu said.
Xiao Li was confused by this and didn't know what Lu Yingjiu wanted to say.
Lu Yingjiu said again: "Let me ask you, what is the difference between the human world and the ghost world?"
Xiao Li was startled and answered quickly: "The human world is the land of the living, and the ghost world is the land of the dead. The human world has few resentments and is full of yang energy, while the ghost world is full of vicious ghosts and is full of yin energy. The human world has cliffs, and the ghost world has abysses. The human world uses RMB, and the ghost world uses ghost money..."
Lu Yingjiu sighed, "Why is the answer so complicated? You're taking it as if you were answering a question in an exam room. You wrote a long paragraph just to get a pitiful two points. Let me tell you, the difference is that we live in a society ruled by law."
Xiao Li: “???” He couldn’t help but lean forward.
Lu Yingjiu continued, "So we have committed a crime and should be judged by the law. We have sentencing standards, but ghosts are impossible to exist. Ghosts that have killed people are more likely to continue to hurt innocent people. Therefore, even if the ghosts are right, the rules of our world should not be broken. If everyone does whatever they want, won't it be a mess? It's right for the deceased to want revenge, and it's also right for us to want to disperse it."
He took a half step back, looked at the still confused Xiao Li, and curved his eyes: "I said this to tell you that you can sympathize, but don't feel guilty. Stand up straight, everything you did was right."
After going downstairs, Ji Cai had been wrapped in runes like a dumpling.
Chu Banyang was standing nearby, slowly throwing away a pair of gloves, and said, "The runes are all set up, and we can cremate it on the spot. I guarantee that it will burn to ashes without leaving any residue."
"Burn!" Lu Yingjiu said concisely.
Chu Banyang snapped his fingers, and flames suddenly blazed, engulfing Ji Cai.
The fire burned extremely fiercely, but after just five or six minutes, the body had completely disappeared.
Seeing that the flames were about to disappear, there seemed to be ashes floating in the air. Lu Yingjiu took out three runes and threw one out lightly.
The paper flutters in the wind...
boom!!!
With a deafening sound, Xiao Li's ears were buzzing and he was stunned - the rune thrown out by Lu Yingjiu caused a small-scale explosion, blowing ashes all over the air.
Xiao Li: “What are you doing!”
Lu Yingjiu said: "Finish off the attack to prevent resurrection." He threw out another one, and there was another loud bang, and the ground was dented.
Xiao Li: “…”
By the time Lu Yingjiu had finished finishing off the enemy, the loud noise had already attracted a bunch of people.
The policeman ran over in a panic: "What happened?"
While Chu Banyang was explaining to them, Lu Yingjiu had already walked around the crowd and left through the small gate of the community.
It was late at night and he didn't get home until almost 12 o'clock.
The cow cat greeted him with its tail up and rubbed against his legs. Lu Yingjiu squatted down and scratched its chin.
As usual, he heated a cup of milk before going to bed and drank it while reading.
The cup was warm in his hand, revealing a comforting warmth. After reading two chapters of the book, he took out the diamond ring again. The diamond ring box that Chu Banyang had been unable to open was opened by him lightly.
The diamond ring sparkles with an enchanting brilliance.
Combined with the inexplicable appearance of eggs and milk, the bright red flowers from the underworld, and the ghosts that were suddenly crushed today.
It was almost certain that he had gotten into some foul trouble.
This was the first time he encountered a ghost that he was completely unaware of.
If it were someone else, they would have been scared to death. But Lu Yingjiu had been plagued by bad luck since he was a child, and had seen too many evil spirits. The wronged souls in the well, the wandering nightmares, the crows of the hanged ghosts flapping their wings and flying, screaming all night long. When he was young, he lay in bed, covering his head with a quilt, but a pair of cold hands would always quietly reach out from under the bed.
If the exorcist is heading towards the abyss, then the world he sees when he is born is the abyss.
Therefore, no matter how terrifying and cruel the ghosts were in the eyes of others, they were no match for everything he had encountered.
He will not and does not need to be afraid of any ghosts or gods.
Looking back, those hellish days were going to continue.
until…
Lu Yingjiu took the longevity lock off her neck.
It has a strange luster under the light.
He gently grasped the longevity lock, lay on the table, and held it up to the light. Just like in countless long nights before, he looked at the longevity lock carefully, wondering what kind of person the other party was.
Gentle and calm
Or cruel and violent
Will he like the same things as I do, or is he, as a ghost, free from desires and demands
The sharp aura and expression he showed in front of outsiders were now completely restrained. No one had ever seen him show such a gentle expression.
Lu Yingjiu was holding the longevity lock and thinking about the same question as herself thirteen years ago.
—When can I see you
Then tell you the story of these thirteen years.
The clock pointed to one o'clock in the morning, and Lu Yingjiu hung the longevity lock back around her neck.
After calming down, he became the usual calm and indifferent Lu Yingjiu again, hiding his emotions completely. Even if there were mountains of swords and seas of fire, or blood and rain in front of him, he would not even raise an eyebrow.
Turn off the lights and go to bed.
The night was quiet. I don’t know how much time had passed, but the longevity lock on his chest became hot and Lu Ying sobered up.
The clock in the room ticked and pointed to 2 o'clock. The moonlight shone through the curtains, white and gloomy.
There is someone at the bedside.
He looked up.
Ji Cai stood at the head of the bed, staring at him with a resentful look.
Her skin was pale, her whole body was wet, her long hair was dripping with water, and her bare feet were almost transparent on the floor.
Looking closely, the diamond ring box on the bedside was like a shark, biting her two fingers tightly and refusing to let go.
"..." Lu Yingjiu smiled, "That's right, this way, I will be a little interested in you." He leaned against the head of the bed, "Tell me, what else do you wish for?"