The unlucky life of a medical student

"Sun Ming is an old customer of Afa Snacks, and he is familiar with Cui Mingzhu. On the day of the incident, his younger brother Sun Mi was in the KTV box. After Cui Mingzhu's body was found, he asked his younger brother to persuade Li Jiafeng to surrender. "

Speaking of Cui Mingzhu's matter, the director was angry: "It is said that the death red envelope game is Cui Mingzhu's life, I don't believe it. The matter of ghosts and gods is absurd, not to mention that until now, there is no real relationship with the case. Nothing happened to Li Jiafeng!"

"Yes, so far, there is no clue that the death red envelope game is related to Cui Mingzhu's death. It just so happens that both of the deceased have a little connection with Cui Mingzhu's case."

Xu Guangcheng's words made the director suddenly thicken, and asked: "Since it is determined that it has nothing to do with it, why did you ask the investigator..."

"Because no connection has been found so far, it does not mean that there is really no connection. It is groundless, and it may not be without reason."

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After leaving the police station, Zhong Wuchuan hurriedly asked Xu Guangcheng: "Old Xu, is Miss Cui's case related to the death red envelope game?"

"How could it be okay?"

"But the connection between the two cases is really weak..."

Zhong Wuchuan felt a little troubled.

Xu Guangcheng suddenly said, "Do you hate the smell of rotting corpses?"

"Why do you ask this?"

Zhong Wuchuan was puzzled.

Xu Guangcheng said, "I need your help with something."

"Something about the corpse?"

As soon as Zhong Wuchuan's eyes lit up, he knew that Lao Xu would not stand idly by, even though this man always had a cold look.

Xu Guangcheng didn't answer him directly, but said: "I can't give you a definite answer right now, let's talk about it when we get to the scene!"

As he spoke, he suddenly grabbed Zhong Wuchuan's arm!

Zhong Wuchuan was dazzled for a moment, his vision twisted like a whirlpool, and then he was taken to a place surrounded by blockades.

The second deceased in the death red envelope game, the backyard of Lao Li's family who died tragically because the hardware purchase delayed the distribution of red envelopes!

Zhong Wuchuan was overjoyed and said, "Old Xu, do you want to use a mirror to look at the past 72 hours?"

Xu Guangcheng said: "It's not just that simple."

He took out the large mirror from the space, placed it in a place where the blood was thick, and opened it.

Zhong Wuchuan hurried over to have a look.

……

Lao Li is a person with strict rules of life. The mirror records more than 72 hours of the first [-] hours here, all of which are boring in and out!

until--

It was past eight o'clock last night!

Li's hardware store is a small family store, and it closes at eight o'clock in the evening, and then the whole family gathers for dinner.

But at eight o'clock last night, Lao Li's wife, son, and daughter-in-law had already sat down around the table, but Lao Li stayed in the bedroom and did not appear in the dining room!

This abnormality did not attract the attention of the Li family. They ate as usual. After eating, Lao Li's wife went into the bedroom with the portion reserved for her husband.

Afterwards, the Li family began to boil water for bathing.

"It's strange," Zhong Wuchuan said, "According to our local customs, unless there is a bathroom in each room to take a bath, otherwise they all go to the big bathroom to take a bath in order of seniority. Why is the situation of the Li family..."

"Lao Li didn't go to the bathroom to take a shower, did he?"

Zhong Wuchuan nodded and said, "Yes, this is very abnormal."

Xu Guangcheng touched his chin and said, "Keep reading! Tell me what you think the Li family's behavior is not in line with local customs."

"Ah."

Zhong Wuchuan read it carefully, and while watching, he said everything he thought was wrong.

Xu Guangcheng also memorized them all.

Finally, the recording has reached the most critical part!

When the murder happened!

However, at this critical moment, a large number of snow patterns suddenly appeared on the mirror, and by the time the snow patterns faded, Lao Li had already turned into a pile of meat!

It was the first time Zhong Wuchuan encountered such a situation, and he looked at Xu Guangcheng puzzledly: "Old Xu, the quality of your mirror seems to be a bit..."

"The mirror has been disturbed," Xu Guangcheng said, "The other party is my colleague!"

"Coming together? You mean..."

Zhong Wuchuan involuntarily became nervous.

Xu Guangcheng said, "You guessed it right."

"That is to say, what happened this time is very likely to be an air-to-air battle in the cultivation world?!" Zhong Wuchuan said, "Old Xu, tell me the truth, do you have many, many enemies in the cultivation world!"

"If a monk wants to become a Daoist, he must be the enemy of the whole world. Only monks who are so incompetent that they cannot pose a threat to others will be liked by fellow practitioners!" Xu Guangcheng shook his head and said: "In short, the specific situation will wait until we see the corpse Let's talk about it later!"

"Okay, let's go to see the corpse. Wait, there's something wrong with this—hey! Slow down!"

……

……

Twisting Le Town is a small place, but in just two months there were three murders in a row, and each one was worse and more brutal than the last, so the people in the town inevitably talked about it.

When Xu Guangcheng and Zhong Wuchuan came out of the place where the corpses were parked, they happened to meet several old people who were going to the Guanyin Temple in the south of the town to worship the Bodhisattva with a basket of incense candles.

"Miss Cui, I know that you died a miserable death, but you have a debtor and a debtor. If you don't go to find the person who killed you, why are you pestering us irrelevant living people!"

So said an old lady, her basket full of joss stick offerings.

Another old lady who was traveling with her echoed, "That's right, ghosts can't be unreasonable if they take their lives!"

"No, what do we people owe her? To be frightened like this at such a young age... A white-haired person gives a black-haired person..."

The third old lady began to cry as she spoke, her trembling hands following the white flowers beside her ears.

She is the grandmother of Sun Ming, the first victim of the death red envelope game.

Zhong Wuchuan saw these old people with gray hair and staggering steps, and couldn't help but said, "Grandma, I'll help you Guanyin Temple."

"You are……"

"I'm Ah Wu, Zhong Wuchuan!"

Zhong Wuchuan hurriedly reported his name.

When the old ladies heard the name, they immediately showed their broken teeth and said, "So it's Ah Wu! This little brother is..."

"My friend, surnamed Xu."

Zhong Wuchuan introduced Xu Guangcheng to several old people.

Although Xu Guangcheng looks young, he is an old antique who has lived for more than 1000 years. When he greeted the old man, he just nodded slightly.

Fortunately, the whole town was shrouded in the impact of Cui Mingzhu and the death red envelope game. Although the old people were unhappy with Xu Guangcheng's "rudeness", it did not last long.

Five people went to Guanyin Temple together.

On the way to the Guanyin Temple, the old people will inevitably talk about some parents' short stories and superstitious gossip.

"Have you heard? Mrs. Mi from Dahuang Village was suddenly promoted to a fairy a month ago, and she can summon souls from her upper body!"

"so smart!"

"Who's soul can be recruited?"

The two old ladies exclaimed together.

The old lady who raised the issue said: "Anyway, I went to the fairy for help last week, and she really found my family! She talked to me for half an hour, the look, the tone, and the things mentioned... ...It was exactly the same as in my memory! It made me cry at that time!"

"It's so amazing! How about we prepare some offerings to invite the immortals tomorrow..."

"Tomorrow will not work, tomorrow will be a bad day." The old lady who complained said, "The immortal told me that this kind of soul-calling is very energy-intensive. You must choose an auspicious day, and it depends on whether her body is in good condition. If she is not If the situation..."

"We all know the rules!"

The two old ladies said together.

Sun Ming's grandmother even pulled the old lady who invited the immortal aside, and asked in a low voice, "How many red envelopes do you have to prepare for the soul?"

The old lady smiled and counted.

Sun Ming's grandmother was obviously frightened by the amount, but soon she regained her composure and said, "If I can really bring back the soul of my grandson, I... I... I don't care if the price is ten times that!"

The three old ladies talked about superstition, and Zhong Wuchuan was inevitably embarrassed, and explained to Xu Guangcheng in a low voice: "Immortal is our respectful name for the witch who can invite the soul to the upper body. Although the above has always advocated the belief in science and breaking the four olds, but the old man I've believed in things for half my life, even if they let them go..."

"I can understand this thing if you don't explain it," Xu Guangcheng said. "After all, most people believe that there are ghosts in the world. But those who have the ability to answer this question can no longer speak."

"Won't you laugh at their ignorance?" Zhong Wuchuan asked.

Xu Guangcheng shook his head and said, "I will believe in the sorceress, and asking the sorceress to summon her soul shows that they really love their family members."

"...Why do I feel that your words are full of sarcasm?"

Zhong Wuchuan shook his neck.

Xu Guangcheng said: "Don't think too much, first accompany them to the Guanyin Temple to see the scenery, and then go to Dahuang Village tomorrow to visit the immortals!"

Hearing this, Zhong Wuchuan suddenly became vigilant.

"Old Xu, you don't want to expose her on the spot! Let her not come down!!"

Xu Guangcheng smiled and said, "I didn't expect that I would be such a despicable person in your eyes. I suddenly felt a little sad!"

"No no no! That's not what it means!"

Zhong Wuchuan hastily explained, and said, "I don't think it's necessary for you, a true immortal, to be true to a fake immortal in a mountain village! She conjures souls, and she just cheats some money to live a small life, but she doesn't pretend to be a doctor to treat people, why bother... ..."

"You are wrong, she is probably not a fake fairy, but a real fairy!"

The author has something to say:

Marvel’s dad came back from eating bento, and I was so angry that I rummaged through the sweet meat for a whole day~ I was very empty and bored in the morning and wrote a **The whole body is soaked in a strange liquid, only the head is exposed, the liquid is tens of thousands of alien stars A collection of life forms, tiny life forms have their own biological currents, which can easily enter the pores, causing electric shock and acupuncture~ It was cool when I wrote it~ I decided to delete it after I finished writing~hee hee~