Old Chapters

"Die Xian Di Xian, how can I use the mobile phone to rescue Gu Lin?" Jiang Xuanmo asked quickly after heaving a sigh of relief. Now, no matter what, he will ask all the questions first.

"The method of falling into a dream." The dish seemed to want to end this boring game quickly, and pointed out the method directly.

Seeing these three words, several people reacted at the same time. The so-called dreaming method is one of the ten methods of seeing ghosts.

It is not too much trouble to be able to use it directly after the end of the Die Immortal Ceremony, but if you want to use a mobile phone, I forgot to check Gu Lin's mobile phone. I thought she just turned on the flashlight, but now it seems that she Also do something with the phone.

After Jiang Xuanmo was unconscious Gu Lin, so she just skipped over and everyone pulled her, which was forced by Jiang Xuanmo, because once she was left behind and participated in less of a ghost, she would need to see the ghost again alone, and also Rather than being together now.

After skipping Gu Lin, it was Brother Long, the person Chen Qiao invited over with a gloomy expression, and asked another question: "Where did the seven people who disappeared go?"

Wang Wencheng's eyes widened, but according to the predetermined plan, Brother Long should ask questions about Bai Lu, mainly whether Bai Lu was cursed or not, but he didn't expect Brother Long to suddenly ask such a completely unrelated thing.

At the same time as this question was asked, the wind was blowing violently, the windows were banging loudly, two red candles were floating, and one of them was blown out. Fortunately, Wang Wencheng was quick and blocked with one hand. The kerosene in front of Lu Li The lights are also shaking.

Suddenly the wind stopped, the plate began to move, and word by word appeared: it's not coming, it's coming soon.

Lu Li's eyes narrowed suddenly, as if he had discovered something. Among the questions asked by Brother Long, the so-called seven people who disappeared were the seven people whose bodies were not found in the mountain village murder case.

Beike Prison, in the dark night, an old man in prison uniform was sitting on the bed and muttering to himself. It seemed that there was something that could not come up with an answer, and the other beds could only endure this kind of talk, after all, this old man There are twenty-seven lives in his hands.

Zhao An, the murderer of the mountain village murder, of course, because he surrendered himself, with an unusually cooperative attitude, and for some reasons, he was not sentenced to death, but with a reprieve, and later turned into a lifeless, robust man in his forties. He was imprisoned for ten years, very old and abnormal, and now he pulls it out, saying that people believe that he is seventy years old.

Zhao An smashed his head with his fist and tugged at his white hair. He seemed to want to open his mind, but unfortunately he couldn't think of anything.

"It doesn't make sense, it doesn't make sense." Zhao An kept talking, frowning, and kept thinking, as if he had encountered some big problem.

In a bed not far away, there lay a young prisoner. I don't know if it was because he couldn't bear it, or for some reason. He asked teasingly, "Elder Zhao, what doesn't make sense?"

"There were only twenty-one people in our village back then, but I remember that I killed twenty-seven. Do you think it's a strange thing?" Zhao An unexpectedly replied, making the young man feel cold all over. .

"And that person is really familiar." Zhao An continued to mutter to himself, thinking of the young man who came here to see him some time ago, it really seems like it.

"I have to work overtime late at night. I can't afford to hurt." On the other side, a middle-aged policeman was working at home to inspect. Recently, the evidence room was cleaned, and some outdated and useless evidence had to be transferred to other places.

When he moved his hand, he saw an evidence bag, which contained a volume of local population files. The middle-aged policeman remembered the case related to this file. At that time, he had just joined the job and went to the mountain village with him.

The scene full of corpses still feels terrifying when I think about it now. The middle-aged policeman remembered a suspicious point in the case, that is, the seven disappeared people found signs of fighting and seven bloodstains at the scene. , but there is no living person, no dead body.

Another doubt is that, up to now, no one knows the names of the seven people. The places where the names of the seven people are recorded in the local population dossier, I don't know who dripped ink, and all of them were covered up.

Thinking of this incident, for some unknown reason, the middle-aged policeman thought about opening the file, turned to the deceased Zhaojiashan Village, and looked at each name, Zhao Li, Zhao Guang, Ma Yaoyao... Lu Zhengling! !

Suddenly, a cold sweat broke out from the middle-aged policeman's forehead. He didn't have Alzheimer's. He remembered clearly that almost all of the mountain villages were Zhao. Only the woman who married there was not Zhao. Where did this surnamed Lu come from?

"One, two, three...twenty...one." The middle-aged policeman was sweating profusely and tremblingly counted again, and it was still twenty-one. Ten names, where did the twenty-first come from?

On the other side, Lu Li's eyes swept over everyone, plus himself, there are seven people in total, and the twenty dead are not exactly twenty-seven people? I just don't know if Bai Lu and Lu Zhengling are included.

Lu Li's thoughts became active all of a sudden. If Bai Lu and Lu Zhengling were not included, that is to say, in history, they were completely wiped out, and if Bai Lu and Lu Zhengling were included, it also meant that there were two people who were together. Not on the list of dead.

"If it's true, if you think about it, then it's very likely that at most two people will survive this time." Lu Chen moved in his heart and looked at the others. Lin Tong's eyes narrowed, obviously thinking of this possibility, while the other side Long Brother looked coldly at the result of the question~www.wuxiahere.com~ Chen Qiao did the same.

Wang Wencheng and Jiang Xuanmo obviously didn't understand it yet. The opportunity for the question came to Lu Li. He thought about it and asked a question: "Is Lu Zhengling one of the dead in the mountain village murder?"

The plate moved, and finally moved to the word "yes". Lu Li closed his eyes. Now things are a bit interesting. This situation may be worse than the answer to no. It may be possible to work together, but now there are two places, and there may be nothing to do now. Once in a desperate situation, there may be a backlash.

Wang Wencheng moved his throat, glanced at the people around him, and apparently gradually came to understand that a sense of oppression from fate choked Wang Wencheng's throat, making him feel suffocated.

A feeling of regret began to spread. At that time, why did you have to come to carry out these ten tricks? Now not only Bai Lu is trapped in, but several of her own are also difficult to get off.

After answering Lu Li's question, the plate turned and returned to the "disc" in the middle. There was no more movement. Wang Wencheng asked again and didn't move any more. It seemed that this ghost ceremony was completed, and it was just the answer he got. But a few people were silent.