Maoshan ghost hunter

Suddenly saw that the window of a room was open, walked over, stretched his head to look in, it was pitch black, and went in without hesitation.

I turned on the light and took a look around. It seemed to be a bedroom, but no one lived there, and the room was dirty and messy.

Ye Shaoyang held the flashlight and walked towards the door.

As soon as he arrived at the door, he suddenly felt the breath flow in his head, and hurriedly dodged back, saw a black shadow, and smashed it down with a stick in his hand.

"I'll kill you!"

It's a man's voice.

Then the stick hit.

Homeowner?

Ye Shaoyang was worried about accidental injury, so he didn't dare to fight back. He tried to dodge and wanted to explain, but found that the explanation was unclear: You opened someone's window to enter the house in the middle of the night, what do you think you want to do?

He simply didn't speak, and kept hiding.

He has Maoshan physical skills, where ordinary people can fight.

The opponent chased him for a long time, but he didn't hit him once. Instead, he was so tired that he squatted on the ground and gasped for breath.

"Don't hit me, I'm not a bad person." Ye Shaoyang waved his hands and explained, guessing that the other party was probably Sujie's son. After all, he came in through the window, so he felt a little guilty.

If I had known someone was in the room, I would have just knocked on the door.

Looking carefully, it is a man in his 20s, dressed in Miao nationality.

The man also looked at him, and suddenly took out his mobile phone and said, "I want to call the police."

Ye Shaoyang was taken aback, in case 110 came, and he trespassed on a private house, it was not a joke, the key point was that he couldn't explain the motive at all.

"Don't, big brother, I'm really not a bad guy. If I were a bad guy with this skill, I would have put you down a long time ago. Do you think I fought back?"

The man was stunned for a moment, thinking about it, he frowned and looked at him.

To show his sincerity, Ye Shaoyang simply threw the flashlight into his arms and asked him to take good care of himself.

This behavior made the other party further let go of their vigilance, took a flashlight to shine on Ye Shaoyang's face for a while, and said, "Aren't you a local?"

"No, I'm a Han Chinese."

"Why did you break into my house?"

"This..." Ye Shaoyang spread his hands, "It's a long story, anyway, you trust me, there is no hostility, let's have a good chat."

The man hesitated for a moment, and went to turn on the light.

The dim light shone on the two of them.

Ye Shaoyang stood motionless, looking at the other party sincerely.

The man looked at him for a while, convinced that he was indeed not a bad person, walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, pointed to the edge, "There is no bench in the room, you can sit on the bed."

When Ye Shaoyang sat down, the man raised his phone at him and said, "You'd better tell me why you're here, or I'll call the police."

Ye Shaoyang first asked him about his relationship with Sujie, and he was sure it was his son. After thinking about it, he decided to tell the truth.

Firstly, I wanted to ask Sujie for questioning, the man must be there, I couldn't hide anything, secondly, I jumped in through the window, if I didn't have a proper reason, I would definitely not be able to fool him.

Ye Shaoyang told him everything he could say from beginning to end.

After hearing this, the man was startled, and looked at Ye Shaoyang suspiciously, "Are you a Han mage?"

Ye Shaoyang nodded, "Disciple of Maoshan, it's true."

The man was silent for a long time, gritted his teeth and said: "That bitch, the soul is still in the world..."

"Who are you talking about?"

"Wen Huajiao! She caused my mother to become like this!" The man was furious and threw the stick in his hand to the ground.

"She died, but my mother became a lunatic. It's been several years, and it's worse than death!"

Ye Shaoyang was stunned when he heard this, and started talking with him, which gradually made him completely let go of his guard and put down his cell phone.

Ye Shaoyang learned that his name was Cheng Jun, which should be a Chinese name, and said, "Brother Cheng Jun, do you know anything about Wen Huajiao's death?"

Cheng Jun glanced at him, and said slowly: "It's all over, I don't want to mention anything now, you are an outsider, what are you doing knowing these things, even if that bitch Wen Huajiao really has a grievance, I don't want to help her, I can't wait to help her." She will go to hell and never be reborn!"

Seeing the way he gritted his teeth, Ye Shaoyang knew that he would not say such a question. After thinking about it, he tentatively asked, "Can you let me see your mother?"

"A lunatic, what is there to see."

Cheng Jun paused for a moment, then his attitude slowed down, and he said, "She's gone crazy, she doesn't know anything, it's useless for you to see."

Ye Shaoyang pondered for a moment, then said: "I want to see if I can cure her."

Cheng Jun suddenly turned his head, cast a stern look, and said in a deep voice: "Don't make fun of my mother. I am already desperate, and I don't want to experience disappointment again."

Ye Shaoyang said: "I'm not joking, your mother suddenly went crazy, there must be a reason, I guess... Maybe it's because of witchcraft or other evil methods, I'm a Taoist priest. Maybe there's a way."

There was light in Cheng Jun's eyes, and then it dimmed again, shaking his head: "It's useless, even the high priest of Rion can't cure it, let alone you."

Ye Shaoyang's heart moved, and he said carefully, "Although I'm not sure, but my mana is not inferior to him, try it, just in case, she is crazy anyway, no matter how bad the situation is, it can't be worse than it is now, right?"

Cheng Jun pondered for a while, sighed, and said, "Come with me."

Get up and go to another room.

Ye Shaoyang followed immediately.

Sujie was lying on the bed in the next bedroom with her eyes open. Under the light, Ye Shaoyang saw that her eyes were covered with a white film, like cataracts, her hair was disheveled, and her appearance was haggard.

Ye Shaoyang calculated that she was no more than 40 years old, but she looked like an old man.

She turned a blind eye to Ye Shaoyang's arrival.

Ye Shaoyang sat on the side of the bed, grabbed her hand, sensed her body with Gang Qi, and took a deep breath:

She couldn't feel a trace of life in her body at all, but she didn't have any corpse aura either, which meant that she wasn't a walking corpse.In the heart veins, there seems to be a layer of barriers, wrapping something.

Gu worm?

If it is a Gu, it is not an ordinary Gu.I don't know much about Gu art, and the Eighteen God Needles are not around, so I am a little helpless.

Cheng Jun looked at his face, sighed secretly, and said, "Is there no way?"