After leaving Minzu Street, Qin Ye went to the hospital.
Wang Chenghao woke up. But gave him a call.
Living in the best ward in the hospital, Qin Ye didn't bring any gifts. The entire ward is as white as new, without the slightest smell of disinfectant, and there is even a wall-mounted TV.
"My condolences." Qin Ye sat on the edge of the bed, pretending to be cautious in the past.
Wang Chenghao didn't speak, but looked at him directly. After a long time, he suddenly smiled.
Laughing and laughing, tears flowed uncontrollably. He wiped it away and stared at Qin Ye: "Who are you... who are you?"
What the fuck
Qin Ye blinked: "I'm your classmate Qin Ye, don't you know me? Didn't you call me here?"
"Are you still pretending?" Wang Chenghao gritted his teeth and threw his phone. He bowed his head and did not speak.
Qin Ye took it over and took a look. It was a video. He couldn't see him, but he could clearly see the knife mark that the crescent moon had made, and there was something fighting that he didn't know.
Putting on the ghost uniform, taking out the Zanpakutō, and entering the form of the god of death, he will not be seen by the eyes of Yangjian.
"What is this?" Qin Ye asked curiously.
Wang Chenghao looked directly into his eyes and suddenly said, "You know... I have surveillance cameras everywhere in my house."
Qin Ye: "???"
Wang Chenghao was in poor spirits, his face was pale, and he grabbed his hand forcefully: "Trust me, I won't betray you, I just want to know... How many such terrible things are there in this world."
"I don't understand what you're talking about."
"You know!!" Wang Chenghao suddenly became excited, his hands became more and more forceful, and tears filled his eyes: "Qin Ye, my parents died at the hands of this kind of ghost! You are the only person I can talk to! Year classmate, can't you tell me frankly!"
"I'm rich! I can inherit tens of millions of dollars! It's hard work for you to open a store! I can support you! Just take me with you! Let me see what's going on!"
very good.
Man, you managed to get my attention.
What's with this overbearing president's tone
Qin Ye couldn't help rolling his eyes and was about to throw his hands away when Wang Chenghao whispered, "Although the surveillance can't see you, I know it must be you, because... surveillance can not only monitor the picture, but also monitor the sound. "
"I... swear it was your voice."
"I didn't give it to anyone. Even if the police asked me, I didn't say a word. Qin Ye, trust me."
I'm so...
Qin Ye couldn't hold back his vomit. He said, you shouldn't believe in Alsace, a post-90s old aunt who is out of touch with society. Others really can't remember it, but do you dare to believe that the monitoring god restores it
"Is there such an operation?" Alsace was also quite frightened: "Modern society is too dangerous, is this the power of the eyes?"
Pass your sister!
Please hurry up and get in touch with modern society oK? Now I can't believe you at all! You stupid X who dares to turn around under the infrared sight!
"Did you hear it wrong?" His heart was extremely depressed, but his face was inexplicable. He couldn't help but praised his acting skills. He continued to perform wonderfully: "I was in the store last night. Where are you? say what?"
Wang Chenghao was about to speak, but Qin Ye had already stood up: "By the way, the teacher asked me to bring the textbook to you. I'll fetch it for you later, I'll go first."
Boom... the door closed. Arthas said lightly: "Speaking of which, I also want to ask, you have lived for a long time, and you have few human friends? Even Ben Gong had one or two human confidants at that time."
Qin Ye replied gloomily: "Yes... When the other party is full of white hair, and you are still looking at you with a pimple-like face and you are jumping around in front of others, I really don't want to slap your face with peach blossoms. open?"
Arthas replied quite confidently: "They dare not."
Too…
Qin Ye couldn't be blocked by these words. The wind in the early autumn was still a bit sultry. He adjusted the bangs in front of his forehead and said after a long time, "Actually, I still have a few human friends... I don't know if they are dead or not. Not in Xichuan."
His face twisted in an instant, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Since then, I have only known... that someone... should even collect paper diapers before he was alive... "
"Huh? Is there a story here that I don't know about? It makes you so unhappy? Tell me to make me happy?"
Qin Ye took a deep breath and said, "Hey back then... I also came to Xichuan and met an old man surnamed Zhang. I had no other hobbies, but I liked to paint, so I called it a splash of ink landscape... It's a pity that I have always lacked talent for painting. , I think back then I raised a glass with the other party to invite the bright moon... It took decades to realize that the old boy's landscape painting cost tens of millions!"
"My Nima... Do you know how much I wanted to die at that time!"
"Did you know that this official doesn't even dare to open the coffin shop for a long time when he is alive in this world!"
"Can you pay attention to this officer's hard work to change a place with a shot!"
Arthas was silent for two seconds: "Although this palace doesn't quite understand it, I have already understood a thing or two from your bitter and gruesome tone and hideous expression..."
Before the words fell, the two stopped their mouths together. His eyes turned to the end of the corridor at the same time.
"One... two... three... a total of five people." Qin Ye's eyes narrowed and he said solemnly.
"Cultivator?" Arthas asked.
"There are three... One of them is very familiar, and the other... is somewhat strong, about the same as mine."
At this moment, with a clear sound of leather shoes, five people came up from the corner.
Qin Ye lowered his head and didn't look at the other party at all. He pretended to look at his phone, intending to pass him by.
"Wait." At the moment when the group of people crossed, one of the male voices suddenly spoke. Qin Ye had never heard of it, until he put a hand on his shoulder, then blinked his eyes and looked at the other person: "Call me?"
At a glance, his fists clenched quietly.
This is a very strange combination.
The man in front of him was the policeman from before. But now he has changed into a formal black suit. Among the five, two were in black suits, and the one on the left was a middle-aged man with dark and thin skin. An old smoking gun was pinned to his waist, and his nails were cracked and browned. She wears a pair of shorts, with a blue toe wrapped around her head, leggings wrapped around her calf, and a pair of straw sandals.
"Grass ghost." Alsace said in a deep voice: "People from Miaojiang."
On the right is a man with white hair, leaning on a cane, his fingers seem to be twisted, wearing a faded long shirt, skinny as a bone.
What bothered Qin Ye the most was that this person had a very strong corpse aura!
"I've been with corpses all the year round... This is a corpse hunter from Xiangxi."
The seven ghost craftsmen came two at a time, and depending on their age, they were definitely the industry leaders. But the real leader of this group of people is a middle-aged Taoist priest walking in the center.
very common.
There is no immortal style, and it looks very ordinary at first glance. Except that the length of a beautiful beard in the lower jaw makes some impressions, it is almost ignored.
"A cultivator who is close to the ghost level... This is a real monk from a well-known sect." Arthas became a little dignified: "Little guy, you old yin ghost has encountered the big sun, so it's not easy to get away with it. "
"Why are you here?" the policeman asked in a deep voice.
"I'm here to see my classmates, what's wrong?" Qin Ye looked puzzled.
At this moment, his pupils shrank slightly.
It is afternoon.
The sun shone in, illuminating the silhouettes of the five people with long traces. Then spread out.
At the foot of the Taoist priest in the center, the shadow spread instantly, the change was very slight, but a stream of true energy belonging to the cultivator was like a sharp arrow, stabbing Qin Ye.
Qin Ye didn't squint, and the moment that true qi touched him, it vanished.
"Look at the classmates?" The policeman looked him in the eyes and didn't give in at all: "Didn't you say it yourself... I wish he died early?"
This question is not easy to answer.
Qin Ye chose not to answer, but looked at the other party with a youthful provocative look, the meaning was obvious, where am I going, you take care of me
"It's polite." Just as the adults and the teenagers looked at each other, the Taoist priest finally opened his mouth and smiled: "I don't know what this kid is called?"
Qin Ye blinked his eyes and didn't answer, the policeman leaned over and said a few words softly. The Taoist smiled and flicked his whisk: "It turned out to be Mr. Qin... We have a predestined relationship when we meet. Poor Taoist sees the overcast cloud of the donor, so be careful these days."
He paused, and said meaningfully: "Yesterday, a D-level alert broke out in Rongcheng. It is said that a perverted serial murderer is targeting Qingxi County... The donor's luck recently may not be very good, so be careful."
Qin Ye's eyes were clearly written with the word "neuropathy", he glanced at the other party, and turned away.
The policeman moved, and the easy-going face of the middle-aged Taoist suddenly disappeared, his thick eyebrows stood up, and he gently shook his head.
The police stopped.
"Lord, he is the last person to have contact with Wang Chenghao, and has experienced E-level supernatural together, I suspect that he has a problem!"
The Taoist priest did not answer, but cautiously put his hand into the placket and took out a necklace.
This is a silver necklace.
There is a thumb-sized gossip mirror covered with patina.
"This is called fish and longan." The Taoist said solemnly: "Before this seat goes down the mountain, the master specially gave it. Once it encounters something that can make me feel dangerous, it will immediately call the police."
Wow... As soon as the voice fell, the entire gossip mirror turned into pieces!
"This..." Everyone gasped.
They know the identity of this Taoist too well, and the other party has a high official position in the special investigation department. It can make the other party feel dangerous... and the fish and dragon's eyes will shatter as soon as they touch it, that boy...
"I'll take someone immediately..." "Stop!"
Before the police could finish speaking, the Taoist priest immediately shouted, "Are you courting death?"
"This kid... shouldn't have this kind of cultivation. It's also possible that the ghost of the Wang family hasn't dissipated... but I can't see the traces of that ghost. What's wrong?"
At the same time, just after turning the corner, Arthas said displeased: "I don't know what scratched Ben Palace just now, it's not very comfortable."
Qin Ye didn't speak or leave. Instead, he leaned on the corner and said with shining eyes, "Xiao A... You say, are we lucky?"
"Ok?"
"Look, the elite of the grass ghosts, and the corpse hunters from far away in Xiangxi have come here, why?"
"...You know, the superior hates the subordinate to play tricks in front of him to whet his appetite."
Qin Ye licked his lips, leaned his head to the corner, and said with a smile, "Who can mobilize them?"
"Who is most convenient?"
"Who has the most suitable identity to call these people recently? What are they going to do?"
Arthas pondered for a few seconds: "The yin qi here is still extremely heavy. After all, it is a ghost who has mastered the Yan Luo Yin... They should have seen that the yin qi is too strong, thinking that the evil ghost has not dispersed, and is ready to summon the soul. Let's see what happened last night. , but Wang Zemin's soul has completely dissipated, it is impossible for them to recruit... As for what identity... "
She paused for a moment, then took a deep breath: "That Taoist... is the host of the ghost market?!"