Mi Po was gasping for breath, probably because the question about Mi's upper body just now hurt her a lot, and the little boy she invited up didn't follow the steps to leave, which led to her appearance.
The young man scratched his head strangely, and asked puzzledly, "What happened just now? How could he say that I killed him."
The monk glanced at him and sighed the boss deeply, "You must sleep in the same room with me for the rest of the time."
When the young man heard it, he immediately exploded, "I don't want to, you sleep and snore, I'm not used to it, I won't be able to sleep."
It seems that the monk's patience is finally running out. He gritted his teeth and said, "If you want to live, just listen to me."
The young man only felt that Master Pratt wanted to lie to him, and wanted him to be honest.
Because when he was at home, his old man often used this trick, but the more times he became immune, now basically the old man wants to say whatever he wants, just follow it. Why don't you do it right
The young man who thought he had guessed right said triumphantly, "Master Pratt, don't lie to me, this is a trick my dad often uses."
Gu Huaiyu, who was on the side, finally couldn't stand it anymore, and explained to him, "There are rules in the industry, whether it is to invite gods or ghosts, please gods can't ask where they come from, and ghosts can't ask the cause of death."
Having said that, Gu Huaiyu couldn't help sighing, "It's okay for you. You will hit the other side as soon as you come. When you ask how the ghost died, it is equivalent to letting him die again, so he will say that it is you. kill him."
"Huh?" The young man opened his mouth wide in disbelief, and then muttered, "I didn't mean it, and none of you told me."
Gu Huaiyu glanced at him, "I advise you to leave early, or to stay close to Master Puhui these days. If you are not far away, then I won’t know what will happen. Sure."
After all, if you retaliate against a ghost who is eager to take revenge, you will attack those who make him experience death again, especially those who die.
The young man laughed, and said with some guilty conscience, "It's not going to happen."
Seeing that he still didn't believe it very much, Gu Huaiyu didn't bother to talk nonsense, and instead patted Mi Po who was still sluggish.
"Mr. Mi, are you okay?" Gu Huaiyu couldn't help but ask, seeing the look that she was about to rush over.
The Mi Po stretched out her wrinkled hand and swayed, and said angrily, "It's okay, just wait for me to slow down, just take it slow."
Seeing your Mi Po like this, the young man knew it was caused by himself even if he was not sensible, "That mother-in-law, I'm sorry, I didn't ask that on purpose just now, I..."
Before the young man had finished speaking, Mi Po waved his hand to stop him from speaking, "It's okay, I know you didn't mean it, and it will be fine when the mother-in-law waits for a while."
"Oh." The expression on the young man's face was a bit unnatural. After he looked at Mi Po, seeing her breathless, he got up and poured a cup of warm water back and placed it in front of Mi Po.
"Mother-in-law drink some water, it might be better." The young man said dryly.
Mi Po did not refuse, and drank the water she had handed over.
I don't know if it was due to psychological reasons. After drinking that glass of water, Mi Po's complexion also improved, and she was no longer out of breath as before.
After Mi Po was okay, the middle-aged man with two beards spoke up.
"I am a Taoist priest. I basically don't have such skills, but I have the skill to feed the family. If I say good things, I am a detective, if I say bad things, I am a paparazzi." The middle-aged man laughed at himself.
Then he continued, "Before I came to this place, I roughly did some investigations. Thanks to my paparazzi identity, like those in mental hospitals, I put some money and added that it was advertising for their hospital. Just agreed with me to go in."
The middle-aged man took out a dozen documents from his bag. He said, “Those who survived back then were all crazy. Even those who weren’t crazy are almost there now, and they are not willing. Seeing people, so I can only look for those who are crazy, and see if I can make some words."
As he said, he divided the files one by one, pointed to the first one on the left and said, “This is the first person to get out of here. He was not crazy at the time, and he knew the most things, but now from He couldn't put anything out of his mouth, he could only find useful things from what he said to his family."
Gu Huaiyu looked over and found that the photos of the people who survived were the same as the information she had obtained before, but they did not mark up useful information like this middle-aged person.
After everyone read the information, he collected all the information together.
"In general, the few words they repeat the most are ghosts, red, not seeing, and not me. These four words." The middle-aged man paused, "To be honest, I can't guess with these. In the middle of what happened, adhering to my professional qualities, I tried to find the two people who were not crazy yet."
"One of them refused to meet people, and he refused to say more about Xujiazhai. Even hearing the three words Xujiazhai was very scared, so I had to try to find the second person."
When it comes to the second person, the middle-aged person's expression looks a lot lighter, and he should know something from the other person's mouth.
Sure enough, the next step for the middle-aged man was to take out a voice recorder, "I was afraid of missing something, so when I asked, I used this." Then, he clicked on the voice recorder.
"Noisy." The voice recorder emits electromagnetic waves like the old radio.
Everyone suddenly raised their hearts.
At this time, the middle-aged man coughed awkwardly, and explained, "I accidentally dropped this recorder into a place before. I don't know where it hit, so it sounds a bit...um."
Everyone: "..." What are you doing! Almost my heart was scared out.
"Go on." The middle-aged man waved his hand and said embarrassingly.
The recorder continued to play.
However, the recorder had a long period of blanking, and everyone waited for nearly five minutes before the sound came out.
"Mr. Lin, do you remember what happened in Xu's house?"
This voice belongs to the middle-aged man in front of him.
The person on the other side was silent for a long time, and then said in a husky voice that seemed to have not spoken for a long time, "Remember."
"Then can you tell me what you found inside?" the middle-aged man asked.
The person on the other side was silent for a while, and then said in a voice, "You promise to give me half of the money, and I will tell you."
"Okay." The middle-aged man agreed without hesitation.
Then there was a sound of counting money.
"The amount of money is okay," said the middle-aged man.
"No." After taking the money, the other party's tone improved a lot.