"I've looked for..." Li Jianan seemed to smile bitterly: "But an organization came to me, and he said they would take over. I moved away immediately after the demolition, but... I've talked about the demolition for a year, but it hasn't started yet..."

Qin Ye nodded: "You keep going."

Li Jiankang finally took a sip of water.

He lifted his mask, his lips below were pale and there was no trace of blood. He coughed dryly and said hoarsely: "From that day, the bell has disappeared."

"I also thought that this matter was over...I renovated the house, not because I didn't want to leave, but...I don't have the financial ability at all." He sighed quietly: "I can only be in this terrifying room...I will be hit day by day..."

"Every night... I feel something is looking at me. Just at the head of my bed... After twelve o'clock, there must be something..." He trembled again: "It just looked at me straight... I tried hard to break my eyes, but I couldn't do it at all..."

"I'm not the only one in a room. Do you know that feeling? I'm already... going to drive me crazy!!"

His voice rose again, and then he gasped sharply. It took him ten seconds to calm down, and he said hoarsely: "In September, the bell appeared again."

"It's still the night of the fifteenth, I... heard a cat's cry. I was shutting the door, but then it began to grab the door desperately! Screaming like crazy!"

He grabbed Qin Ye's hand, and Qin Ye raised his eyebrows. The other party's hand was very cold and had only a little warm.

It was visible to the naked eye, and a drop of cold sweat dripped down Li Jian’s face: “You may not believe… My door is a relatively smooth security door. When you turn on the light, you can vaguely see some reflections.”

"I……"

"I saw...behind me... there was really a figure!!! It was standing there like this, looking at the door from the same perspective as me!!"

"I have another person in my family!!"

He finally screamed out of control. Qin Ye shook his hand and let it go. This time, a minute later, he calmed down.

Like the despair of the soul leaving his body, his whole body seemed to be lost, and he said hoarsely: "Since then, I have not returned home. I just lived next to my house and rented a room. Only during the day can I dare to go back..."

"Help me..." He held Qin Ye's hand persistently, his voice choked: "That's a haunted house...it must be a haunted house! I want to go back, my wife and children are all there! The investigation office said that once someone replied, he would be the one who can help me."

"I understand." Qin Ye nodded and stood up: "Today is exactly January 15th, and I'll go to your house at twelve o'clock tonight."

After saying that, he quickly left.

The paper crane lay on his shoulder, and Qin Ye turned around a corner without looking back, but immediately pressed against the wall: "He is still there?"

"Still here," Alsace replied lazily.

"Watching me?"

"Here." Arthas looked at him unexpectedly: "I have to say that people become ejaculated, and I admire your keen sense of smell. Even in this palace, I was not as terrifying as you. What do you doubt him?"

Qin Ye leaned against the wall and frowned slightly: "It's not suspicion."

"It's the only face he showed, which is not right." He rubbed his chin thoughtfully: "You know the era I lived in, when wars were raging, and I've seen too many deaths. And his face was typical ischemia."

"And it's a lot of ischemia."

Alsace was unmoved: "Maybe what disease is it?"

"It may be that I'm picking the bones in my eggs." Qin Ye said lightly: "There is another thing, that's my appearance."

"He was unmoved by the beauty of my grandeur..."

"Speak human words." Arthas spoke coldly.

"Well... I mean, I look no different from a high school student. If I were a normal person, what would you do?"

Before Arthas could answer, he asked and answered himself: "Even if he was in a hurry to seek medical treatment, he would doubt it. Even if I was too young, he would warn me not to go. His friend was at least about the same age as him, and an adult man died. As an ordinary person who didn't know the supernatural, he didn't have any doubts? I'm sure that a high school student could help him?"

Arthas did not laugh, sighed quietly, "So, you were born in a war-torn era, and you have not died once so far."

"It's not a lucky chance... How many people have you deceived with this appearance? Your sense of crisis is much stronger than that of ordinary soul-detaining cultivators."

Qin Ye smiled: "Yes, as a husky, smell is what I do best... I have seen it before coming. No matter where I go, I have to pass by here when I leave Cafe No. 4. I... are waiting for someone here."

Time flies very quickly.

In the remaining hours in the afternoon, Zhou Xianlong announced the points again. Qin Ye immediately discovered that he was no longer the first.

But tied for first place!

"First place, S9527, teaching position 10, accepting the 'Discovery' task. The difficulty is C." "First place, S4532, teaching position 10, accepting the 'Discovery Building' task. The difficulty is C."

Someone caught up...

Not only that, most people have a small increase in scores.

"Sure enough, the cultivators in the world are not just eating vain..." Qin Ye closed his cell phone and leaned against the wall to rest.

It is not his style to be confused. What we need to do now is to seize time.

Two tied for first place, whoever completed first will be the real first! With the school's urinary nature, there may be any extra points!

It was dark early in early spring, and when six o'clock passed, there was finally a sound of footsteps.

The sound was very rapid. Just as the corner was turning, Qin Ye smiled badly and whistled: "Dear, you have been investigated and killed."

"I'm fucked!!!" A scream sounded, and the yellow-haired young man was so scared that he sat on the ground. He stared at the person in front of him with a red face. His chest was undulating. He stood up with a wall for more than ten seconds later: "Hold the grass!! You don't know that people are scary!!"

Qin Ye shrugged, indeed, this street was facing demolition, and in the whole afternoon, he saw an aunt passing by.

My own scare is really a pleasure to...both physically and mentally...

"Why aren't you leaving yet?" The young man slapped the gray on his butt and gasped.

"Waiting for you." Qin Ye raised his eyebrows and smiled, "I got off work at six o'clock and waited for two hours."

"What are you waiting for me?"

"Does your prophet lose?"

"..." Does being beaten and disabled constitute personal injury? Waiting online is quite urgent.

"By the way." The young man seemed to remember something, and pulled Qin Ye into the alley and looked serious: "You...really going to that haunted house tonight?"

Qin Ye looked at the other party deeply: "What? Is this haunted house very famous?"

"Don't go!!" The young man was almost furious, and couldn't help but tremble, and said in a tight voice: "Here... it's really haunted..."

"If I hadn't had money, I would have moved away long ago! Don't go! Seven people have been missing there! It's really a haunted house!! No one dares to get close to there within ten meters!"

Qin Ye also became serious and nodded: "Don't worry, you have successfully ignited the favorability of a Yan Luo. I will give you a good place after death."

"..." What is the criteria for determining automatic defense? What is the degree of non-overdefense? Does verbal attack count? Waiting online, it's quite urgent.

"I didn't joke with you!" The young man looked around, shook again, and gasped: "Li Jiankang... His house is not clean, don't you know? The famous case a few years ago."

Before Qin Ye could ask, he said word by word: "The murder case of mother."

Qin Ye's eyes flashed, and a memory suddenly flashed through his mind.

This is a very famous case.

The parents went out to work and left their young son at home. When they returned home, they found that their twelve-year-old son had developed bad habits, such as smoking and drinking, fighting and skipping classes. In order to correct their son's bad habits, they stopped going out and stayed.

However, the long separation caused a estrangement among the family, and the son did not listen to them at all. Finally, when his son was smoking at home again, his mother was furious and took up the belt and beat his son. Unexpectedly, the son directly took action. He was so angry that he went to the kitchen and picked up the kitchen knife. He slashed his mother crazily for more than 20 times, and his mother died on the spot.

But this is not the end.

The son changed into clean clothes and threw the kitchen knife that committed the crime into the pool. That night, the son answered several calls from his mother, replied to WeChat on behalf of his mother, and asked for sick leave from his class teacher in the tone of his mother.

The next day, the neighbor found something wrong and called his son’s open door. Even at that time, he calmly said to his grandfather: “My mother went outside and was not at home.”

Because there was no blood on the first floor, my grandfather didn't think much about it, and my son and my brother went to my grandfather's house for breakfast.

It was not until noon that my grandfather realized something was wrong and turned into the second floor, and he saw the blood all over the ground and his bloody daughter who had been cut.

Afterwards, his son was acquitted because he was less than the age of sentence.

The entire network was in full swing, and this incident affected China for a year, and he still remembered it fresh.

"This is..." Qin Ye took a deep breath and looked at the street.

"Tianxi Fourth Street, Li Jiankang's son Li Cheng and his wife Song Jiafang." The young man bit his lip and said, "From that day... every night at twelve o'clock, you can hear the sound of whipping the child's belt from Uncle Li's house... and the continuous scolding, the sound of beating, and even... you can even hear the sound of a knife slashing into the flesh..."

"But Uncle Li couldn't hear it, but we could hear it clearly! There are ghosts there... there are really ghosts! Don't go!"

Qin Ye's mind was rotating rapidly, and after a few seconds, he said in a deep voice: "Didn't he say his son is dead?"

"I don't know..." The young man looked around and said, "This is the most terrifying place... His son... is gone."

"It's not that it's gone, but that it's really evaporated, just like... it's like Aunt Song took him away!"

Qin Ye nodded: "The last question."

"Do you know the bell? A little black cat."

"What little black cat?" The young man was puzzled: "I haven't heard of it."

Qin Ye looked straight into the young man's eyes: "Li Jiankang's cat."
Chapter completed!