After leaving Minzu Street, Qin Ye went to the hospital.

Wang Chenghao woke up, but called him.

I stayed in the best ward in the hospital, and Qin Ye did not bring any gifts. The whole ward was as white as new, without a trace of disinfectant, and there was even a TV with wall hangings.

"Sad." Qin Ye sat beside the bed, pretending to be cautious in the past.

Wang Chenghao did not speak, but looked at him straight. After a long time, he suddenly laughed.

As he smiled, tears couldn't help but flow out. He wiped it away and stared at Qin Ye: "Who are you...?"

Damn?

Qin Ye blinked: "I am your classmate Qin Ye. Don't you know me anymore? Didn't you call me?"

"You still have to pretend?" Wang Chenghao gritted his teeth and threw his phone over, lowering his head and stopped talking.

Qin Ye took it over and saw it. It was a video. He couldn't see the person who saw him, but he could clearly see the knife mark that was rushing at the beginning of the crescent moon, and there was something fighting.

He would not be seen by the eyes of the living world when he put on a ghost uniform, took out a Zanpakura, and entered the form of the God of Death.

"What is this?" Qin Ye asked curiously.

Wang Chenghao looked straight in his eyes and suddenly said, "Do you know... there are surveillance monitors everywhere in my house."

Qin Ye: "???"

Wang Chenghao was in poor spirits, pale face, and grabbed his hand hard: "Believe me, I won't betray you, I just want to know... how many such terrible things are there in this world."

"I don't understand what you are talking about."

"You understand!!" Wang Chenghao suddenly became excited, his hands became more and more forceful, and his eyes were filled with tears: "Qin Ye, my parents were all dead at the hands of such ghosts! You are the only person I can tell you! After all, we are classmates for several years, can't you tell me honestly!"

"I have money! I can inherit tens of millions of inheritance! It's very hard to open a store! I can support you! You just need to take me with you! Let me see what's going on!"

very good.

Man, you have successfully attracted my attention.

What's going on with this domineering CEO tone?

Qin Ye couldn't help rolling his eyes and was about to shake his hands away, Wang Chenghao whispered: "Although the surveillance can't see you, I know it must be you, because... the surveillance not only monitors the picture, but also monitors the sound."

"I...swear to hear your voice."

"I didn't give it to anyone. Even if the police asked me, I didn't say a word. Qin Ye, believe me."

What do I fuck...

Qin Ye could no longer suppress the soul of complaining. He said that he shouldn't believe that the old aunt born in the 1990s who are out of touch with society, others really can't remember it, but how dare you believe the surveillance god restored?

"There is such an operation?" Arthas was also scared: "Modern society is too dangerous. Is this a divine eye?"

I'm sure you sister!

Please get in line with modern society as soon as possible? Now I can’t believe you at all, okay! You are a fool who dares to make waves under an infrared sight!

"You heard it wrong?" He felt extremely depressed, but his face looked inexplicable. He couldn't help but liked his acting skills. He continued his wonderful performance: "I was in the store all night last year. What were you talking about?"

Wang Chenghao was about to speak, but Qin Ye had already stood up: "By the way, the teacher asked me to bring the textbook to you. I'll go and help you get it later, let's go first."

Dong... the door closed. Arthas said lightly: "I want to ask, you have lived for a long time and have few human friends? Even I had one or two human confidants at that time."

Qin Ye replied gloomyly: "Yes... When the other person is covered in white hair, he is still watching you jumping in front of others with acne-like face. I really don't want to slap you in the face with a peach blossom?"

Arthas answered quite confidently: "They dare not."

Too……

Qin Ye was blocked by this sentence. The wind in early autumn was still a little stuffy. He tilted the bangs on his forehead and said for a long time: "Actually, I still have a few human friends... I don't know if they are dead. But they are not in Xichuan."

His face turned twisted instantly, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Since then, I realized... some people... even diapers should be collected during their lifetime..."

"Huh? Is there any story here that I don't know? It actually makes you so unhappy? Tell me out quickly to make me happy?"

Qin Ye took a deep breath: "I have come to Xichuan back then and met an old man named Zhang. He has no other hobbies, but he loves painting. He is known as a splashing landscape... Unfortunately, I have always lacked talent for painting, and I thought I would raise my glass to invite the moon to the other party... It took decades to find out that the old boy's landscape paintings cost tens of millions!"

"I'm... do you know how much I wanted to die at that time!"

"Do you know that even the coffin shop is not dared to open for a long time when I am alive in the world!"

"Can you pay attention to the hardships of my official shooting and changing places!"

Arthas was silent for two seconds: "Although I don't understand it very much, I have already experienced it from your deep tone and ferocious expression..."

Before they finished speaking, the two of them stopped and looked at the end of the corridor at the same time.

"One...two...three...a total of five people." Qin Ye narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice.

"Cultivator?" asked Arthas.

"There are three...one of them is very familiar, the other...a little strong, probably not much like mine."

At this moment, with a clear sound of leather shoes, five people walked up the corner.

Qin Ye lowered his head and didn't look at the other person at all. He pretended to look at his phone, intending to pass by him.

"Wait." Just as the group was intertwined, one of the male voices suddenly spoke. Qin Ye had never heard of it. Until one hand was placed on his shoulder, he blinked his confusion and looked at the other party: "Call me?"

At a glance, his fists tightened quietly.

This is a very strange combination of a line.

The man in front of him was the policeman before. However, he had already put on a formal black suit. Among the five, there were two black suits, one on the left, a middle-aged man with dark skin. He had an old cigarette gun on his waist, his nails were cracked and burnt. He wore a pair of short clothes with a pair of blue heads, wrapped around his calves, and a pair of straw sandals.

"Cao Ghost Woman." Arthas spoke in a deep voice: "The people of Miaojiang."

On the right is a man with white hair, leaning on a crutch, his five fingers seem to be a little twisted, and he is wearing a faded long gown, as thin as skinny.

What Qin Ye cares the most is that this person's body is very rich in corpse energy!

"I've been with the corpse for many years... This is the corpse-driver from Xiangxi."

The seven great ghost craftsmen came at a time, and they are definitely the best in the industry depending on their age. But the real leader of this group of people is a middle-aged Taoist priest walking in the center.

Very ordinary.

It has no fairy style and looks very ordinary at first glance. Except for the beautiful whisker length on the lower jaw, it is almost ignored.

"A cultivator who is close to the level of ghost misfortune... This is a real monk who came from a famous sect." Arthas became a little solemn: "Little guy, you old ghost has encountered the big sun, it's not easy to get away with it."

"Why are you here?" the policeman asked in a deep voice.

"I'll check out my classmates, what's wrong?" Qin Ye looked puzzled.

At this moment, his pupils shrank slightly.

It's afternoon now.

The sun shone in, illuminating the five people's figures with long traces. Then it spread out.

At the feet of the Taoist priest in the center, the shadow spread instantly, and the changes were very slight. A true energy belonging to the cultivator stabbed Qin Ye like a sharp arrow.

Qin Ye did not look at him, and the true energy disappeared the moment it touched him.

"Look at the classmate?" The policeman looked him in the eyes without any permission: "Didn't you say in person... would you wish he died early?"

This question is hard to answer.

Qin Ye chose not to answer, but looked at the other party with a provocative look of a boy. The meaning was very obvious. Where can I go, you care about me?

"You're polite." Just as the adults and young men looked at each other, they shouted the slogan, and the Taoist priest finally smiled and said, "I don't know what this child calls him?"

Qin Ye blinked his eyes and didn't answer. The policeman leaned over and said softly. The Taoist smiled and shook the whisk: "It turns out that it is Mr. Qin... I will be destined to meet him. I see that the donor is covered with clouds. It's better to be careful in the near future."

He paused and said meaningfully: "Yesterday, a Class D alarm broke out in Chengdu. It is said that a perverted serial murderer targeted Qingxi County... The donor's fortunes are probably not very good recently, be careful where to go."

Qin Ye clearly had the words "psychopathy" written in his eyes. He glanced at the other party and turned away.

The police officer moved, and the middle-aged Taoist priest's easy-going face suddenly with his thick eyebrows upside down, and he shook his head gently.

The police stopped.

"The master of the spectator, he was the last person to come into contact with Wang Chenghao, and he has experienced E-level supernatural together. I suspect he has a problem!"

The Taoist priest did not answer, but carefully placed his hand into his clothes and took out a necklace.

This is a silver necklace.

There is a thumb-sized gossip mirror covered with patina.

"This is called fish longan." Taoist priest Surong said: "Before I go down the mountain, my master gave it. Once I encounter something that makes me feel dangerous, it will immediately call the police."

Hum... As soon as the words came to an end, the entire gossip mirror turned into pieces!

"This..." Everyone gasped.

They knew the identity of this Taoist priest too well. The other party had a considerable official position in the Special Investigation Office. It could make the other party feel dangerous... and the fish and longan eyes were shattered as soon as they touched it, that young man...

"I'll take people right away..." "Stop!"

Before the police finished speaking, the Taoist priest immediately shouted: "Are you looking for death?"

"This kid... shouldn't have this kind of cultivation. It's also possible that the evil ghost of the Wang family has not yet disappeared... But I don't see the traces of that evil ghost reaching this level. What's wrong with it?"

At the same time, just turned around and Alsace said unhappy: "I didn't know what I scratched me just now, it wasn't very comfortable."

Qin Ye did not speak or leave, but leaned against the corner and said with a bright look: "Little Ah... do you think we are very lucky?"

"Um?"

"Look, the elites of the Grass Ghost Woman and the corpse-drivers far away in Xiangxi have all come here, why?"

"...Do you know, your superiors hate your subordinates for being clever and trying to make you feel good in front of you."

Qin Ye licked his lips, leaned his head towards the corner, and smiled and said, "Who can mobilize them?"

“Who is the most convenient?”

"Who has the most suitable identity to call these people lately? What are they going to do?"

Arthas pondered for a few seconds: "The yin energy here is still extremely heavy. After all, it is a ghost who has mastered the Yama Seal... They should have seen that the yin energy is too heavy, and they think that the evil ghost's soul has not dissipated, so they are ready to summon souls. See what happened last night, but Wang Zemin's soul has completely dissipated, so they cannot recruit... As for their identity..."
Chapter completed!