The hearse drove away slowly, but I heard someone calling me from behind: "Li Po, Li Po, I'm behind you."

I just turned my head slightly, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw Lin Zhao standing upright at the concierge window, raising one arm and swinging his right hand up and down: "Li Po, come here, I'm behind you."

That's not Lin Zhao!

It's the puppet she just made.

The cloth man's arms are tied with wooden bars and cannot bend, and only the wrist can move. If the cloth man waved to me, wouldn't it be the current posture?

The puppet is alive.

Where did Lin Zhao go?

As I moved lightly, the door of the concierge slammed shut, and another Lin Zhao appeared in the concierge. The coffin nail in his hand immediately passed through the body of the person in front of him.

After the bloody nail tip penetrated the shoulder of the previous figure, the person who was pierced immediately grabbed the assailant behind him with his backhand.

The two fell to the ground together.

I was immediately confused: Which of the two Lin Zhaos is the real one?

My ghost eyes only saw that the two people had Yin Qi on them. Before I could tell whether they were humans or ghosts, the two people fell out of my sight.

I rushed to the window in one step, and Lin Zhao and Lin Zhao stood up from the ground, side by side, pressing the table with one hand.

Both of them exposed half of their bodies from under the table, and looked at my face from the same angle. Both pairs of eyes turned up at the same speed, revealing a patch of white eyes.

Before I had time to react, one of Lin Zhao's seven orifices burst into flames. The next moment, the man exploded from the inside out, and his body torn into several pieces by the explosion flew several meters away.

While the rags scattered from her body were still flying all over the sky, another Lin Zhao had already stood up, opened the door and shouted to me: "Li Po, come in quickly."

As soon as I stepped one foot through the door, Lin Zhao, who opened the door, showed a sneer out of the corner of my eye.

The ghost welcomes the door.

The so-called "ghost greeting the door" in the art is a trick used by ghosts to deal with policemen.

When the police knocked on the door, the person inside was already dead, and it was his ghost who came to open the door.

The reason why a dead person would open the door to a living person is either to express his grievances to the other party, or to keep the living person as his companion.

In ancient times, the police were very particular about entering the house. The police usually used two people to investigate the case. One was for the sake of fairness, and the other was to see whether the other party was alive or dead.

When ordinary people enter the door, their eyes are either looking at the owner's face, or they are quietly observing the scene in the room.

The purpose of using two agents is to divide the work when entering the door, one to look at people, and the other to look inside the house. The agent behind has to hold the door with his feet.

I looked at them separately because I was afraid that when I turned around, the face of the person who opened the door for me would suddenly change.

Pushing the door with your feet is also to give yourself a chance to evacuate in time, lest the dead person closes the door and you can no longer get out.

As soon as my eyes met Lin Zhao at the door, the latter withdrew his left hand holding the doorknob. The door's hinges suddenly creaked like a ghost, and the door leaf slammed shut in an instant.

The lights in the room suddenly went out, and Lin Zhao disappeared without a trace as if melting into the darkness.

Just as my hands were about to sink to the handle of the knife, the wardrobe in the room suddenly fell to the ground.

The moment dust burst out from all sides, the wooden board behind the closet was also knocked away with a palm. Lin Zhao sat up directly from the closet, and the knife in my hand was also placed on the other person's neck: "Who are you?"

"I'm your third master! Oh..." Before Lin Zhao could finish her words, I flicked my finger on her forehead.

Lin Zhao covered his head and shouted: "Li Po! Are you going to die? If you keep playing like this, I will be fooled by you!"

"What are you doing in the closet? And what's going on with the ghost in the house?" I took Lin Zhao out of the closet.

Of course I won't tell her, the way I know for sure that she is genuine is because of my brain failure just now.

A ghost can pretend to be the person next to you and imitate his demeanor and temperament perfectly, but the feel cannot be fake.

My fingers met the touch between her forehead. This person was Lin Zhao.

Lin Zhao covered his head and said, "After you went out, I encountered a ghost reaching out through the wall."

If a ghost wants to reach out through a wall, it must be extremely familiar with the environment. At least it must know where to stretch out its hand to catch the person in the room. Otherwise, it will have to change places if it misses the target.

"The ghost stretched out his hand from the cupboard door to grab me. I deliberately pretended not to know anything and was dragged into the cupboard by it. Then, I waited to see what he was going to do."

Normally, ghosts hide in cupboards and peek at the people in the house through the cracks in the doors that are not open, but Lin Zhao happened to turn things around and hid in the cupboards to watch the ghosts.

I asked casually: "The ghost drags people into the closet and strangles them directly. How did you deceive them?"

Lin Zhao hooked her collar with her hand and pulled it down, immediately revealing the bruised finger prints on her neck. The blood on her face receded in an instant, her eyes protruded from their sockets, and blood flowed from her nose.
Chapter completed!