Rebirth of the open female forensic doctor

Chapter 825

"Hong Yi." Ye Fan called out lightly, and at the same time pointed a little at him.

The floating spirit body instantly became solid, and the bloody halo around it dissipated, revealing a naked body covered with knife marks, like broken clay figurines that have been stitched together piece by piece.

Crack clap!

The deceased turned his head towards Ye Fan, his face was also covered with horrific knife marks, and what was even more frightening was that there were no eyeballs, only empty eye sockets, and there were two black holes in the eye sockets.

Exactly the same as the corpse lying on the dissecting table, it was Hong Yi's spiritual body.

"Ye, Fan." The buzzing ghost voice sounded, with a palpitating tone, his lips were scratched with two cross knife marks, his lips did not move, the voice fell, and the whining ghost screamed in the dissecting room It sounded, with an echo, like crying, and like howling.

bang bang bang!

The table where the tools were placed suddenly shook as if it had been hit by an earthquake, and the scalpels, small serrations, tweezers and other tools on it jumped as if they had their own souls.

Ye Fan glanced indifferently, as if watching a bear kid crying, let him make a fuss, and then said indifferently: "Have you had enough trouble?"

Bang!

The shaking table instantly calmed down, the tools on it were also so quiet, and even the howling wind disappeared without a trace.

"Since we've had enough trouble, let's talk about it, who killed you?" Ye Fan looked at Hong Yi's spirit body sharply, and frowned when he saw his bare fruit appearance, which really made his eyes dirty.

When he was lying on the dissecting table, in her eyes, he was just a corpse, which had nothing to do with men and women, but standing in front of her with a spirit body like this, it was about men and women, it was too filthy.

She hasn't even seen her dear Ming Jiu.

Turning around, picking up a white cloth and covering the corpse on the dissection table, Ye Fan moved his right hand, holding a magic talisman between his fingers, and with a slight shake, the magic talisman turned into a wisp of green smoke, and after turning around on the corpse, it was gone Injected into Hong Yi's spiritual body.

The spirit body flashed a flash of light, and Chiguo's body was wrapped tightly with a white cloth, and the knife marks on his face disappeared, and his eyes were no longer empty, but two clusters of faint green light floating It looked like a will-o'-the-wisp, except for the eyes, it had basically returned to its pre-death appearance.

"Ye Fan, woo woo, it's you, you killed me, it's all because of you..." Lu Youyou stared at Ye Fan with gloomy eyes, Hong Yi suddenly made a hateful buzzing sound, and his body kept moving Shaking, as if he wanted to stretch out his hand to strangle Ye Fan, but was tightly wrapped in white cloth, let alone stretch out his hand, he didn't even have the ability to float away from the original place.

He is a newborn person, even if he was born with resentment, he does not have the strength to break free from Ye Fan's shackles. Even if he is given time to absorb the resentment and turn into a fierce spirit, in front of Ye Fan now, he is still a small shrimp.

"Me?" Ye Fan raised his eyebrows amusedly, "Although you are not human, please be reasonable. When you died, I was waiting to catch you at Hong Mansion."

After Li Lanke's death, his spiritual body became a "lost soul" and became a fool. Could it be that Hong Yi was tortured and went crazy?

"Catch me? Why are you catching me?" Hong Yi opened his 'shameless' leaky mouth and yelled at Ye Fan. The will-o'-the-wisps jumped violently in his eyes, and terrible knife marks began to appear on his face, ridiculously wanting to use ghosts. Xianghe released ghost energy to scare Ye Fan, just like shaking the table with Yin energy just now.

"If it wasn't for you beating me up, causing me to be whipped, and my uncle to lock me up in confinement, I wouldn't have to sneak out of the old house. There are no bodyguards around me to protect the murderer. If it wasn't because of my weakness, How could that murderer kill me..."

Hong Yi raised his hair and complained loudly, his whole face burst open, and green blood tears flowed from his eye sockets. The endless mourning caused a whining wind in the dissection room, and it was blown to the ground by the tools placed on the table. The white cloth on him also has a tendency to tear.

"One knife, another knife, I clearly feel the pain of each knife cut on my body, 250 knives...a total of [-] knives, just like this on my body, I still..."

Huh, the dark wind is getting stronger, and the resentment in Hong Yi's spiritual body is getting heavier and heavier, and the corpse on the dissecting table suddenly moves, and his arms are slowly raised, and with the lifting of the arms of the corpse, they cover it The white cloth also slipped a little, revealing half of the head, and slowly turned Ye Fan, the empty eyes on the corpse seemed to be staring at her, and the green eyeballs were rolling in it.

Hong Yi's mournful ghost voice continued to buzz: "I also watched my lifeblood being... ah, the pain I suffered, the pain I suffered, and my despair were all because of you... Ye Fan , I will make you die..."

It is self-evident how important a man's life is, especially for a lustful man, his life may be more important than his life.

The murderer tortured Hong Yi, the most ruthless cut was to castrate him alive, and it would not be a "gentle" castration. Judging from the cutting edge of the corpse, it was definitely cut bit by bit with a blunt knife. , the most frightening thing is the suffering in his heart, that kind of despair is definitely more tormenting than the 250 knives that were drawn on him.

Ye Fan just listened calmly from the beginning to the end, and didn't stop him from all kinds of crazy tricks. How could such a small scene scare her.

But she wasn't going to let him continue to go crazy, other things were fine, what she cared about was the corpse on the dissecting table, what if he got too big and ruined the corpse?

Therefore, when the corpse on the dissecting table was about to sit up, she raised her hand, made a handprint, and moved lightly to the void.

The roaring wind stopped, and the vibrating table was as quiet as a dog. Even the corpse whose upper body had left the dissecting table lay back, and the head was still obediently straightened.

Hong Yi's spirit body still wanted to struggle, but he found that the resentment he had condensed was instantly dispelled, and his burst face returned to normal.

He went crazy and lonely, from beginning to end, not even a hair of Ye Fan was hurt.

"It's stupid when you're a human being, and it's even more stupid when you're a dead person." Ye Fan raised his eyelids, and said in disgust, as if if you weren't lying on my dissecting table, I wouldn't bother to talk to you kind of dislike.

"you……"

"You still can't see the situation clearly? As a human being, you can't beat me, and you still want to provoke me. As a deceased person, you should be able to feel that I am a master of Taoism, and you still play this little trick in front of me again and again. Tell me, are you stupid, you will fall into this situation, and you will be stupid to death by yourself." Ye Fan said mercilessly, she usually doesn't like to talk, and her tongue is so poisonous that even ghosts are afraid.

Hong Yi: "..."

　Two more~~

　　Day four of disconnection! ! !It is said that it can be repaired tomorrow^^, tomorrow four more~~~

　　Thank you very much for the reward from 'Clownfish', ok~~~

　　

　

(End of this chapter)