The footsteps were getting closer and closer, Yin Cha and Fu Li Qi looked towards the place where the footsteps came from, and a handsome man in a suit appeared on the corner of the street. Seeing the man's face clearly, there is a look of awe on the face of the evil man: "Mr. Zhuang Qing."
Zhuang Qing nodded slightly, his eyes swept across Fu Li, and stopped, not intending to step forward and participate in the conversation between the two.
The underworld had contacts with the management office, and with Zhuang Qing present, the emissary became a lot more cautious. But seeing Fu Li reminded him of the past many years ago. At that time, he was a spy for the first time, and he was not used to the separation of life and death. Sometimes the relatives of ghosts were sad and sad, and it was difficult for him to let go. If you encounter monsters with cultivation bases, you have tried to snatch the souls of the deceased with them, and prevent them from taking the souls to the underworld.
Knowing that he was going to pick up human souls from a mountain where Yao Xiu lived, he was very scared along the way. When he arrived at the place, Yao Xiu sat next to the dead body and covered him with a beautiful quilt. It is said that this kind of brocade is woven with silk spit from silkworms and can protect the corpse for a hundred years. As soon as he saw this posture, the emissary felt that the matter was broken. He even took out this kind of quilt. It might be difficult for him to take his soul away today.
Fortunately, Soul didn't cry and didn't want to die, and Yao Xiu didn't seem to be forcing it. From beginning to end, Yao Xiu didn't speak. Only when he locked the Soul Chain, Yao Xiu said something lightly.
He did as he did, and the soul did not speak along the way, until after entering the gate of the underworld, two lines of blood and tears flowed from the soul's eyes. Bright red tears, expressionless face, that look is too shocking, so even after so many years, he still remembers that soul and demon cultivator.
"Two thousand years ago, I had a relationship with you." The messenger didn't mention the human soul, afraid that the demon cultivator would ask him who the human was reincarnated into.
"Two thousand years ago..." Fu Li thought about it for a long time, remembering the emissary he saw for the first time, "Are you the emissary from the underworld?"
The messenger smiled awkwardly. He was really timid back then: "In Xia Yuexu, it's fate to meet again after many years of separation." He noticed the clothes Fu Li was wearing. This is... Serving as a security guard in the human world
Fu Li saw that the clothes on Lixu's body were different from the one he saw in the evening, and said clearly: "It seems that two thousand years have passed, and you have been promoted."
Li Xu smiled, took one out of his pocket and handed it to Fu Li. After Fu Li refused, he lit the cigarette for himself: "I thought you were like the other monsters on that mountain, being..." He looked at Zhuang Qing, who was not far away, swallowed his words.
He only went to that mountain once to attract a soul. A hundred years later, he asked the other shamans about the demon cultivators of that mountain, and only then did he know that eighty years after he went to cross the soul, there were a few green dragons frolicking in the Wei River. Caused by the heavy rain, the demon cultivators on that mountain could not bear the suffering of human beings. They went to these dragons to ask for mercy, but Qinglong was furious. In the end, these demon cultivators died and were injured. . He thought that the demon cultivator was also dead, but he did not expect that the demon is still alive.
Fu Li lowered his eyelids and mentioned the past without much ups and downs: "I fell asleep at that time."
Li Xu suddenly realized that it was probably because of this that this demon escaped a death calamity.
"Bang!" There was a loud noise not far away, and the fire was soaring into the sky.
Quxu threw the cigarette and stomped hard under his feet: "It's time for me to go to work."
"Wait." Fu Li stopped him.
Li Xu's heart tightened. Could it be that the other party wanted to ask him about that human being
"Don't litter." Fu Li pointed to the cigarette butt at his feet, and then pointed to the trash can, a civilized placard not far away.
Oak:…
Resignedly, he lowered his head, picked up the cigarette butt, and threw it into the trash can a few meters away.
"Little handsome Fu, who are you talking to?" The girl at the front desk couldn't help but feel a chill on her back when she saw Fu Li speaking into the air outside, thinking that she had finally seen the legendary supernatural event. Almost every hotel has some strange stories circulating inside. This law is the same as schools are always built in places like cemeteries and temples.
"A friend of mine." Fu Li's eyes fell on Zhuang Qing, "He is looking for me for something."
Under Fu Li's gaze, Zhuang Qing approached and appeared in the sight of the girl at the front desk.
At one glance, the girl at the front desk felt that she had heard a lot of ghost stories recently. How could there be such a handsome elite ghost, she bowed her head in front of the beauty forces very honestly.
At this time, someone came to go through the housing procedures, and even if the girl at the front desk coveted the beauty of the handsome guy, she had to complete the work in advance.
"Mr. Zhuang, please take a seat." Fu Li took Zhuang Qing a drink and took him to sit on the sofa in the public rest area.
"An artist died in your hotel today?" Zhuang Qing asked straight to the point, "Are you there at the time?"
Fu Li shook his head: "I'm new here. Unless the guests need it, I'm not qualified to go to the VIP room."
"I see." Zhuang Qing stood up. He who never liked to be nosy, saw Fu Li wearing a security uniform with a straight back, and couldn't help but say, "Are you going to be a security guard?"
"No, my ideal is to be admitted to the civil service." Seeing that Zhuang Qing didn't drink the drink, Fu Li simply took it up and drank it himself, "It's a pity that there is still something."
"What's wrong?" Zhuang Qing asked.
"University diploma."
Zhuang Qing had a feeling of suffocation that he couldn't speak. When he wanted to ask him something more, Fu Li had already gone to help the guest with the suitcase. He turned around and walked out of the hotel, raised his eyes and looked into the distance. He saw a series of car accidents a few hundred meters away, and a long string of souls hung on the chain of evil spirits.
The scene was chaotic, police cars, fire trucks, and ambulances shuttled back and forth, and private cars gave way one after another. The whole scene was appalling.
An ambulance galloped past him, and he put his hands in his trouser pockets expressionlessly until the emissary appeared in front of him with the souls. The night wind picked up, with a faint smell of blood.
"Mr. Zhuang?" Seeing that Zhuang Qing was standing still, Li Xu thought that he was looking for him, so he stopped and asked, "Are you looking for me?"
Seeing that these souls were male, female, old and young, Zhuang Qing retracted his gaze after only one glance, "Is there anything unusual when you were in the Yuanyue Hotel this afternoon?"
"I haven't heard that the owner of Yuanyue Hotel has something to do with the world of self-cultivation. How can ordinary people dare to do tricks in the hotel." Li Xu said, "That star is not a thing. You have to do hard labor in the underworld for hundreds of years. If you don’t accumulate blessings in previous lives, you don’t cultivate morality in this life, and you don’t know what kind of womb you will be reborn in in your next life.”
"Boss!" Chu Yu drove over, saw Li Xu, and said with a smile, "Yo, Mr. Yin Chai, why did you come out to save your soul today?"
"My colleague is too busy, so I'll help you run." Li Xu knew that the two had something to do, and said very intelligently, "I'll take a step first, you two please feel free."
When Li Xu left, Chu Yu shook his head towards Zhuang Qing.
Zhuang Qing sat in the car and tilted his head to look at the tall building not far away. The signboard was very bright, and the words "Yuanyue Hotel" could be seen from afar.
"I walked around the Yuanyue Hotel and didn't notice the slightest bit of suffocation. I contacted Wang Han just now, and he said that only one employee under the name of this hotel is a monster, who seems to be called... "
"Fu Li." Zhuang Qing said, he said these two words, his tone was unfamiliar and stiff, as if he was talking about a stone on the side of the road, or an inconspicuous little flower, "I have seen him just now."
Chu Yu is very sensitive to demonic and evil spirits, and he can easily catch the aura that others cannot detect. If it weren't for the fact that his prototype was a fish instead of a dog, he would definitely be able to go to the police force and be a police dog. He couldn't notice anything near the hotel, which only meant that they made a mistake and that the death of Lu Ren's family had nothing to do with others.
"There is no need to investigate this matter, and the case will be closed by natural death." Zhuang Qing closed her eyes, "Go home."
There is a very luxurious villa under Zhuang Qing's name, and the decoration style is even more splendid. Anyone who visits his house will be stunned by the furnishings in the house. All kinds of shiny gems, corals, pearls, etc., even the most exaggerated giant TV series are embarrassed to shoot like this, for fear of being scolded for exaggeration.
Huge natural crystal lamps are hung in the living room, and the light reflected from every angle expresses a meaning.
It's expensive, it's expensive.
The decorative beads on the curtains were all thumb-sized purple pearls, and they swayed gently in the night breeze.
Chu Yu's eyes hurt by the light of various gems. He put the fruit in his hand on the table, "Boss, I'm going back."
"Yeah." Zhuang Qing nodded and agreed, he didn't have the habit of letting others live in his home.
Chu Yu hurriedly went out and got into a taxi. After a while, he realized that the car was heading in the wrong direction: "Master, there seems to be something wrong with the line you are driving."
"No problem." The taxi driver chuckled softly, "The moon is dark and the wind is high, which is just right for killing fish."
Seeing Chu Yu trying to escape, the driver smiled stiffly and said, "I specially built this car for you. It can separate the ghosts and ghosts, and of course it can also imprison the monsters. You are a fish monster who claims to be outstandingly inspired, It is also suitable to be buried with it."
"Are you a skinny ghost?" Chu Yu's palms ooze cold sweat.
Some time ago, he found a Painted Skin Ghost pretending to be an ordinary person to defraud. He took his teammates to arrest him. The Painted Skin Ghost wanted to escape, but was finally killed by the boss. Is this Painted Skin Ghost here to avenge her
Although he has outstanding inspiration, his combat power is not as good as that of a goose, and this is the end of the game.
The taxi galloped fast, and the painted skin ghost had already peeled off the layer of false skin on his face, revealing the bones.
Chu Yu thought desperately, if this scene was captured by the surveillance camera, how could they make people believe that the driver was not a skeleton, just a prank? No, he can't save his life, who cares about this
He looked out the window desperately, wanting to take another look at the world, but only saw four huge billboards of "Yuanyue Hotel".
He hates ads.
On the road in the middle of the night, there are not many people and fewer people. When someone stands on the side of the road and insists on beckoning to stop the car, and is not afraid of the driver's skeleton appearance, the atmosphere becomes weird.
Painted Skins stopped the car and let the daring man get into the car.
"You Bai Gujing still drive a taxi to make money at night?" Fu Li got into the co-pilot and fastened his seat belt, "It's really not easy to make a living."
Painted Ghosts:…
Chu Yu: So desperate.
The author has something to say: Chu Yu: I am a desperate fish from the deep sea~