C120

Chapter 120 - Yinyang Gate

Zhao Qi said that he would go and take care of the matters concerning the Old He. Also, he told me that after verification, Zhang Ping's parents were indeed disabled, and that their families were in poor condition. The Bureau had already arranged for special people to bring Zhang Ping's corpse back to their home.

When he returned home, Xu Jie had already prepared food as usual.

Thinking about the crematorium, I lost my appetite, dropped my bag, and collapsed on the sofa.

Xu Jie came out of the kitchen with a bowl of soup, put it down, and sat down next to me.

"Big Treasure has already told me about your father's matter. Why didn't you tell me about the huge incident?"

I pulled her into my arms and said, "There's nothing to say. I didn't feel anything when I saw his body."

Xu Jie frowned, "You are like this, hiding everything in your heart, acting as if nothing mattered to you at all. By doing so, you will only make those who care about you more worried. "

Looking at her slightly displeased face, I couldn't help but lower my head and kiss her small mouth.

As their lips lightly touched, I could smell the sweetness.

Just as I was about to continue kissing her, Xu Jie suddenly opened her eyes and pushed me away with all her might as she stood up.

I quickly got up and said, "I … I'm not trying to be reckless, I'm just. "I'm sorry."

"I know." Xu Jie took a deep breath, turned around and pulled my hand. He rested his head on my shoulder, and after a long while, he softly said:

"I know that you don't want to slander me, I just think that our time together is still too short. Xu Huo, promise me, give yourself a little more time, once we are certain that we can adapt to each other's existence, I will give you everything. "

I was about to say something, but she pulled me to the table, pulled out a bottle of wine from behind her back, and waved it at me. "I'll have a drink with you."

"If I'm drunk, you won't take advantage of me, will you?"

"Tsk, how beautiful."

In fact, I know that Xu Jie was right. I am very sure that I have really fallen in love with this beautiful and charming girl, but this love was very hurried. After all, we only contacted each other on WeChat a few days ago.

This kind of hasty let us lack to understand each other, the man can not care to go to love, but once the woman chooses, that is a lifetime thing.

I don't want the people I love to regret it in the future, but. I still couldn't control myself and continued to 'guide' her on how to deepen our relationship.

A man's nature.

He turned around and saw Old He in the Watch Room.

After what happened last time, the old man seemed to have received special care. It had only been a few days, and he looked much better now.

Just as he took out the cigarette, Old He leaned forward on the table and asked, "Kid, how is my niece?"

"Huh?" I was stunned for a moment before I realised that he was talking about Xu Jie.

Although Xu Jie could not be considered to be a beauty of a nation, she was a tall, pure and charming little beauty.

He looked at the old man in front of him. He was short, fat, and had a vulgar expression. His eyes were as round as two fifties, and he even had a nose full of alcohol.

No one would be able to immediately link his revered appearance with Xu Jie.

I said, "Xu Jie is a pretty good girl, her hands and feet are hardworking and she is beautiful, so she will definitely be filial to you."

He didn't know why, but after hearing what I said, Old He's eyes lit up, his expression looked a little strange.

Seeing me looking at him, he reached out his hand to grab my cigarette case and said in a vague voice:

"I don't care if she is filial. What's important is that you think she is good …"

He muttered something behind him that I didn't catch.

I couldn't be bothered to ask. I just told him everything that happened at the crematorium yesterday and asked him his opinion.

After the Old He heard this, he stared at it for a long time before saying it word by word.

"Someone created the diabolism, using the corpses of a man and a woman to open the Yin Yang Gate, creating a fake gate to hell!"

My body jolted. "Fake death?"

Old He nodded, and said that Zhao Qi and I did not even have our souls left our bodies yesterday, and went to the Underworld. Those two strange corpses were the evil array that opened the Yinyang Sect.

In the beginning, we did not see the corpses in the crematorium because the evil array had been activated, so the two corpses that acted as the portal were located in the middle between the underworld and the Yang, which is also known as the yin-yang bridge. Afterwards, the evil array was removed, and the corpse returned to the mortal world.

I asked Old He what was the purpose of faking the gates of hell.

The Old He said, "To chop off ghosts in the underworld and gather baleful qi."

"Assembling Fiend?"

The Old He nodded his head, "If a man dies and becomes a ghost, he will be beheaded like a criminal. When his soul is dispersed, a great resentment will naturally be born. As for those kneeling corpses … Only a corpse and soul could go down on their knees and behead a ghost. Furthermore, to behead a ghost, you must do it in the underworld, because ghosts belong to the underworld. "

Zhao Qi asked: "There's still one more corpse that we haven't found, did you leave it in the Underworld?"

Old He rolled his eyes, "How can a corpse stay in the Underworld?"

"Where can the body go?" I asked.

The Old He said, "It's most likely burnt up now."

Zhao Qi waved his hand, "After what happened yesterday, we searched the entire crematorium but couldn't even find a corpse. How could it have been burnt so quickly?"

Old He laughed, "What do you think the goal is? To the Demonic Ghost, baleful aura is equivalent to the power of living people. The heavier the baleful aura, the more powerful the evil mana. "

He turned to me with a half-smile and said,

"If I'm not mistaken, the head-slayer is the missing body, right? He should be the one who faked the gates of hell and killed ghosts. According to your count, there are nine corpses with decapitation marks on their necks. That means that guy collected at least nine of the ghosts' souls, causing their killing intent to dissipate.

His Fa Li was probably only higher than the red-clothed evildoer. With my goal achieved, even if I were to keep my dead body, it would be useless. I might as well play a trick of covering my eyes with ghosts and burn it clean when the other corpses are cremated the next day. "

"Cut down ghosts, gather Yin Sha, and turn into a ferocious ghost …" I pressed my temples hard.

Old He said: "To become such a heaven defying diabolism, is tantamount to willingly giving up on reincarnation, and placing oneself in an irreparable situation. Those who would do so would either have grievances or grievances. "

"Unjustified …." "Grudge …"

I feel like I can't think at all.

That man actually knew diabolism and had used it to turn him into a malicious ghost …

Xu Ronghua, what are you trying to do?

Old He said, "You brat, you are really strange. Although there is no shortage of people who can travel between the yin and yang in the yin yang industry, you have to go when the time comes and return when the time comes. Even though the door to hell is fake, the Solitary Yin Yang Sect is real. You can actually bring someone in with you in broad daylight … "No wonder she came looking for you …"

"What?" I asked absentmindedly.

"Nothing, nothing." Old He tilted his head to the side.

I forced myself to take a deep breath and said the Talisman of Life was gone.

Old He's eyes lit up, he lowered his voice and asked: "Then you must have earned a lot, brat?"

I was stunned for a moment, almost spitting out a mouthful of blood to kill the old man.

As expected, he had to accept compensation for helping someone transcend the limit!

I gave the yellow paper cinnabar to him to draw talismans, saying that I didn't ask for any compensation from those ghosts, even if it was to gain some virtue for the old man, so that he could let it out as soon as possible.

When I got home from the jail, I locked the old photo and the copper key in the closet.

No matter what his purpose is, I have no need to affect my life because of this kind of person.

Over the next few days, I adjusted my mood every day.

Of course, the thing he did the most was to 'improve his friendship' with Xu Jie …

On Monday morning, I went outside the lab, stood in the doorway, took a few deep breaths, and pushed the door open.

"Li-jie, I'm back to report."

Ma Li sat behind the desk and looked at me, "You're alright now?"

"I'm fine."

Ma Li raised her eyebrows, "Not bad, Little Junior Brother. You're awesome. I thought you would have to adjust your position for a month no matter what."

I smiled and shook my head.

Ma Li smiled and nodded: "Professor Lin did not make a mistake, I did not make a mistake either, your mental state has already exceeded my expectations."

"Ring, ring, ring …"

Ma Li picked up the phone and listened for a while before hanging up. Then she stood up and said: "Carry the case out."

As the police car pulled into a small district, I couldn't help but frown. Why is it this small district again?

As soon as the car stopped, I had a bad feeling.

This district was Sang Lan's home. The residential building in front of them was her house.