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Chapter 175: Hot Spring Villa Murder Case!

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In this situation, if it were an ordinary person, they would either faint from fear or start shouting and screaming hysterically;

Fortunately, Xu Qinglang himself is also an expert in metaphysics. Although he only knows a little bit about it, he is not scared to death by this so-called "dirty thing".

He was just a little helpless. He was just soaking in the hot spring obediently, but when Boss Zhou went out to look for you, he didn't run into you. I was staying here obediently, but you guys came to me.

Xu Qinglang silently calmed himself down. He knew that ordinary ghosts could only look for loopholes in your heart to attack you. As long as you don't panic, you can greatly control the influence of ghosts on yourself.

However, what surprised Xu Qinglang was that this family didn't seem to want to embarrass him. They began to squat on the ground, groping on the bathroom floor with their hands, as if they were looking for something.

He didn't understand it at first, but Xu Qinglang soon figured it out. They were looking for a clue!

Yes, they had a head at the beginning, but now the head is gone and they are looking for it.

The news report on the case also said that the police found their bodies, but the heads of the three members of their family have not been found yet.

The ancients believed in being buried intact and in peace. Even eunuchs in ancient times would ask tailors to sew their treasures back together and bury them together after their death, let alone their heads.

While they were groping on the floor, Xu Qinglang tiptoed out of the bathroom and returned to the living room.

After lighting a cigarette, the tension I had before was gone. Perhaps, the unknown is the most terrifying thing. The tension caused by the previous unusual movements actually came more from the unknown. Now that I know who is behind this, I feel a lot more at ease.

He looked at his phone again and found that there was still no signal. There was no way to contact Zhou Ze directly. Xu Qinglang sighed, curled up his legs and turned on the TV.

The TV was showing the children's channel, and the animation "Boonie Bears" was playing.

Xu Qinglang looked sideways, but he didn't run out of the house in a hurry. He knew that Zhou Ze was looking for them. Besides, at the moment, this family was the victims after all. Their greater obsession was to find their own heads, and they would not be too aggressive or resentful.

"Boonie Bears" is over, and "Detective Conan" will start next.

Xu Qinglang frowned and changed the channel. It felt weird to watch Conan at this time.

But what was even more coincidental was that after changing to a local channel, it was actually broadcasting about the Jiangjunshan massacre and the police's pursuit of the suspect and the search for the victim's head.

This is even more frightening.

The ghosts of the deceased family of three are in this house. Is there any live broadcast more realistic than this

Xu Qinglang subconsciously wanted to change the channel again.

But he suddenly discovered that the family of three had crawled in front of the TV and stopped, as if they were also watching the news.

After hesitating for a while, I decided not to cut the table.

… …

When Zhou Ze and the Taoist priest came back, Xu Qinglang had already fallen asleep on the sofa in the living room.

"Oh, this posture is quite charming."

The old Taoist stepped forward and wanted to pat Xu Qinglang's thigh to wake him up, but after thinking about it, he decided not to do it. He was afraid that he might go astray. The old Taoist attached great importance to his reputation and had maintained the principle of "facing difficulties head-on" for seventy years. He did not want to go astray in the end.

"Hey, wake up." Zhou Ze shouted.

But there was no response when he called out. Zhou Ze was a little surprised. Was he sleeping so soundly

At that moment, Zhou Ze took two steps closer to Xu Qinglang and found that there was a faint black mist covering the area between Xu Qinglang's eyebrows. Was he being possessed by a ghost

Zhou Ze stretched out his fingernail and touched Xu Qinglang's forehead with his index fingernail. Xu Qinglang's forehead was pierced and a few drops of black blood flowed out. Then he slowly opened his eyes and stretched.

"Is there something wrong with this room?" Zhou Ze said, looking around.

It was obvious that Xu Qinglang had just been possessed by an evil spirit, but Xu Qinglang was not an ordinary person after all. This was enough to prove that some extremely evil creature had stayed in this room just now.

"I saw the family, in this very house."

Xu Qinglang spoke.

"What?" The old Taoist was startled and quickly ran to the boss, ready to protect him.

It was the Taoist who said before that he would come to investigate the case and avenge the family of three. He is also the one who is frightened now. He is the type of person who is just like Ye Gong who loves dragons but does not like them.

"That family of three is here?" Zhou Ze was a little puzzled. "That shouldn't be the case. I asked the front desk before. That family of three lives in another house, not ours. And that house is not rented out now. They said they are going to invite monks and Taoist priests to build a temple in a while."

"It's genuine. A family of three is crawling around in this room, looking for their way." Xu Qinglang confirmed, "Did I fall asleep just now?"

"Yeah." The old Taoist responded.

"That's probably because I've been with them for too long, and my body has been invaded by evil spirits." Xu Qinglang shook his head. Obviously, he was still a little confused.

In traditional Chinese medicine, there is a saying that evil spirits entering the body cause colds and fevers. Xu Qinglang's current condition is similar, and he looks like he has a severe cold.

"But that family of three didn't do anything to me. They were looking for their own head. We'll see whether the murderer is found or not. If there is no head, they can't go to hell." Xu Qinglang guessed.

"But the problem is that I didn't feel anything strange when I first entered this room and now when I entered this room for the second time." Zhou Ze said with some doubt, "If the ghosts of the three people in that family are really lingering here, I can't see them. At least, I can't not notice them at all."

As a ghost catcher, if you can't even tell whether there is a ghost in a room or not, then you really should retire.

"But I am sure I saw them." Xu Qinglang affirmed. Then, he thought about it and said self-deprecatingly: "Perhaps, I have some talents that I may not even discover myself."

"That's impossible."

The old Taoist curled his lips, not wanting to see Xu Qinglang's boasting, and said directly: "Boss, I think the reason why Old Xu can see but we can't is actually very simple.

There must be something that Lao Xu did but we didn’t, so the triggering conditions are different, and naturally what we see is different.”

"So, what is it that he did that we didn't do?" Zhou Ze asked.

"Skin care, BB cream, facial mask..." the old Taoist counted on his fingers.

It is true that Xu Qinglang has much more cosmetics than Bai Yingying. Of course, the female zombie is an exception. She is eternally young and always sixteen years old, so she doesn't need any makeup or whitening.

As they were talking,

The old Taoist seemed to remember something.

Then he pointed to the hot spring pool in the yard outside the house and said:

"He was the only one who took the hot spring bath. None of us took it!"

… … …

The Taoist priest took off his clothes first and went into the pool. The water was still warm, so he added some hot water and lay in it.

Very beautiful. Very beautiful.

However, when Xu Qinglang came over to take a bath, the old Taoist felt a little jealous.

Yes, if it was a woman who came, he would not be jealous, but the other party was a man.

The skin that was as smooth as a baby's, the tender and slender legs, and the face that was a little hazy under the mist. The old Taoist subconsciously covered a certain part of her with a bath towel.

Then he lowered his head and silently recited the little Taoist Heart Sutra he knew.

That's it.

That's it.

Now my reputation will be ruined.

Looking at Madam Xu's skin and figure, and then looking at his own skinny body, protruding ribs, and skin like old elm tree bark, the old Taoist sighed silently that time makes people grow old.

Thinking back to when I first became a monk, who among those pilgrims didn’t praise me as a pretty Taoist priest

Time is a butcher's knife, a butcher's knife.

Lao Xu was also a little embarrassed. He was not used to taking a bath with others. In fact, many people were like this. For example, in the boys' bathhouse in college, there were always some boys who were so shy that they had to wear underwear to take a bath.

When Zhou Ze came out, the old Taoist and Xu Qinglang looked over there together.

The old Taoist thought, judging from the boss's useless appearance, he must have a lot of fat on his body. Even if the boss is not fat, he usually eats little and exercises little. After taking off his clothes, his figure is probably not as good as his own.

But when Zhou Ze came over, the old Taoist and Xu Qinglang were both surprised.

Several unhealed scars on Zhou Ze's body were clearly visible, giving him a war movie hero vibe. His muscles were well-defined. He was not a muscular guy, but after taking off his clothes, he looked tough and refined, which blinded the titanium dog eyes of the two people in the hot spring pool.

“That’s not fair.”

The old Taoist was a little speechless. How could a man who spent all day basking in the sun, reading newspapers, and then lying on the maid's lap and moaning have such a good figure

In fact, Zhou Ze knew the reason. Every time he activated the Wushuang, his physical fitness would be improved a lot, and he really didn't need to exercise much.

All three of them sat in the pool.

The old Taoist priest began to pour rose essential oil into the bath, sprinkle flower petals, and then took a bath towel to scrub himself.

The heat in the hot spring pool slowly rises.

Even my vision slowly began to blur.

"You poured too much essential oil." Xu Qinglang said dissatisfiedly.

"It's free anyway, so why not fall down?" said the old Taoist disdainfully.

Then, the old Taoist who was scrubbing his body suddenly found a leg rubbing gently on his calf, and that leg was very smooth.

Lady Xu’s legs

Of course it is. The boss has a lot of muscles on his legs, it doesn’t feel like this.

hey-hey,

well,

hey-hey,

well,

The old Taoist was extremely conflicted. He really didn't want to become gay, but at this moment, he couldn't help but feel distracted.

The leg began to go deeper inside.

oh,

oh,

Oh oh oh,

The old Taoist took a deep breath subconsciously.

The pitch of the voice changed.

At this moment, the old Taoist's heart trembled, and he said to himself: "No, no, I can't bend, I can't bend!"

"Old Xu, what do you mean? Can you please take a good bath?" the old Taoist shouted at Xu Qinglang.

"Are you sick?" Xu Qinglang replied lazily.

"Then why are you teasing me? If you have the guts, go tease the boss. I don't like that!"

“… …” Zhou Ze.

"Who teased you?"

"Hey, don't admit it!"

The old Taoist reached his hand into the pool, grabbed the leg, pulled it upward with all his strength, and then stood up himself.

I asked you not to admit it,

You don't admit it!

"Haha, I caught you!"

The old Taoist stood up, but found that the boss and Xu Qinglang were looking at him in a daze. This time he saw clearly that Xu Qinglang was sitting at the other end of the pool, with the boss between him and him. His legs couldn't possibly be that long.

The old Taoist swallowed his saliva.

Turn your head sideways.

Seeing the piece I held in my hand,

Thighs...