Netherworld Investigator Chapter 27: The Last Moonlight Song

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I have one more thing to do. I have to burn a few pieces of paper. Respecting the dead is a tradition in this line of work. The rules of the ancestors cannot be broken.

Wang Dali was frightened, and hurriedly urged us to go: "Don't stay here, it won't be good to be entangled by a female ghost."

Huang Xiaotao deliberately frightened him and said: "Ghosts love to find you like this. The late summer sister was also a beauty during her lifetime. You can just have a relationship with ghosts."

We entered the classroom, Wang Dali hesitated for a while, shouting "wait for me" and followed.

When I came to the third floor, there was an abrupt noise in the classroom, which was shocking. Wang Dali grabbed my arm tightly, and even Huang Xiaotao was a little bit startled: "Song Yang, is there really something?"

"I always think that the most terrifying thing is not ghosts, but human hearts." I explained lightly.

"It makes sense, but I'm still afraid..." Wang Dali said aggrievedly.

"I really look down on you, I really want to send you a new song by Jay Chou." Huang Xiaotao smiled.

"What?" Wang Dali asked.

""What kind of man"!" Huang Xiaotao chuckled.

We came to the fourth music classroom. The white curtains fluttered in the moonlight, casting light and shadow on the piano that had witnessed a period of love and hatred. The atmosphere was extremely gloomy. The sound just now seemed to be a wind handle. The piano cover blew down.

I was about to step forward, and Wang Dali pulled my arm tightly: "Song Yang, let's forget it, we can't go if we hear the sound of the piano."

"That's a rumor!" I said.

"The two girls didn't see them with their own eyes last night..." Wang Dali vaguely said.

I mean the four ceiling fans on the ceiling. Although I didn't climb up to verify it, I can guess how Deng Chao forged this effect.

I explained: "Deng Chao bought some strings, tied them to the ceiling fan blades of different lengths, and then opened the ceiling fan to see the'special effects' of flying strings all over the room."

"Fuck, it's that simple, I didn't expect it!" Wang Dali beat his leg in annoyance.

I said to them, stay here if you are scared, and then walk in, and the two of them followed me in.

I lighted yellow paper on the front of the piano, and read a passage of "Death Mantra", hoping that my former late-summer elder sister could rest in peace. The yellow paper slowly burned in my hands, turned into paper ash, and then was thrown away. The yin wind swept away.

Huang Xiaotao whispered suddenly, and I turned my head to see that Wang Dali fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth and convulsions all over his body. Frightened me, and hurried over to the people who pinched him and pressed his chest. At this moment, Wang Dali rolled his eyes and sat up straight.

"Dali, are you okay..."

I suddenly realized that his expression was strange, and Huang Xiaotao couldn't help taking a step back.

Wang Dali’s throat suddenly made a sharp woman’s voice: "I love him so much and treat him as everything, why did he kill me, and why! I am waiting here so hard!"

Huang Xiaotao and I were both shocked. I had no idea why Wang Dali would have such a situation, so I had to bite the bullet and explain: "Sister in the end of summer, love is not equivalent in the first place, you give it to others How much does not mean how much you can recover."

Wang Dali suddenly kicked and kicked and splashed on the ground: "But I love him! I love him with all my heart, but he said that he was very depressed and painful, and he killed me and dismembered me. Put me in the piano! I just want to have a simple and innocent love, why can't I get it, why the world is so unfair to me!"

"The reason why he was in pain was precisely because you gave him too much, making him breathless." I persuaded.

Wang Dali stared at me fiercely, his teeth creaking: "Even you said that, you men don't have a good thing, you are all bad guys! I want to kill you all!"

I was so scared and sweaty. I suspect that Wang Dali has heard too many legends about female ghosts in white clothes, coupled with the special environment of the music classroom, caused him to have intermittent mental illness, lose himself temporarily, and fantasize about himself. Become the late-summer elder sister of the year.

This situation has not never happened. My grandfather encountered a case back then. On the eve of Ching Ming Festival, when a rural sister-in-law was going to the grave for her husband, she was suddenly possessed by the'dead husband' and gritted his teeth and pulled the neighbor to the police station. , Saying that he was pushed down the river by this scum. Later, after investigation by the police, it was discovered that the rural sister-in-law was actually committing adultery with a neighbor and conspiring to drown her husband. She had always felt ashamed. When she finally went to the grave, her emotions broke out and she developed this kind of mental illness.

Usually in this case, people are irrational, and it is really possible to kill people if they don’t speculate.

At this time, Huang Xiaotao slowly moved in, and I whispered: "Don't go there!"

However, Wang Dali did not resist, Huang Xiaotao approached slowly, and then stretched out his arms to put him in his arms.

"Sister knows that you are very bitter. You have been too hard since childhood. Finally, there is someone who loves you and loves you, so you want to hold on tightly. As a result, he failed you again. You are so bitter. It’s too bitter."

Speaking, Huang Xiaotao actually shed tears.

Huang Xiaotao patted his back lightly: "That grief is dead, hurry up and reincarnate! Find a warm family to be born, get the family and friendship you deserve, and love, a woman Be strong and smart. If this is not suitable, we will change it again. Remember one sentence, before meeting the right person, other people are foreshadowing, don't let yourself down."

Wang Dali burst into tears: "But I can't let go of him."

Huang Xiaotao scolded: "Bah, he is a scumbag, a scum, he is not worthy of you, not worthy of you! You are so smart, beautiful, gentle, and a college student, you have suffered enough, I I believe you will find a better one in your next life."

Wang Dali began to cry, crying, and fainted when he turned his eyes.

Huang Xiaotao gently placed Wang Dali on the ground, wiped away tears, and said triumphantly: "How is the persuasion ability of my sister?"

I almost spewed out a mouthful of old blood: "Fuck, you are pretending to cry!"

"It's not convincing if you don't squeeze a few tears." She wiped away her tears. This freely retractable tear duct, I convinced myself: "You are too bad in this regard. You should reason with a lunatic, and a lunatic will follow Are you reasonable?"

"Teachable!" I nodded ashamed.

At this moment, Wang Dali took a long breath, sat up from the ground, and asked blankly: "What happened just now, why is my face wet?"

I want to say that he was crazy just now, and he might be able to faint the bully again, so he kept silent with Huang Xiaotao tacitly, saying that he was just fainted by the scare.

Wang Dali’s possession is true or false, I’m not sure, but I believe he was only implied by the weird atmosphere, self-hypnotized.

Wang Dali urged me to leave quickly. I said to wait a while, and then took out two stacks of yellow paper and burned them on the ground. They asked me inexplicably why I need to burn the paper?

I said: "This stack is for baby horses, and this stack is for Zhang Kai. The dead is the biggest! As a widow, I have examined their corpses and I was disrespectful to them, so I should make a small compensation. ."

I waved to the window and said: "Two, hurry up and reincarnate. I have washed your grievances for you. There is nothing to worry about."

The bright moon is like water, and a wisp of breeze engulfed the paper dust, and fluttered out of the window.