Daughter-in-law

Chapter 184

The iron door on the roof opened and he walked out.

I was a little surprised, it was a little far away just now, and it was relatively dark here. I didn't see clearly how he opened the iron lock at all. Could it be that he can open the lock with his feet after turning into a ghost?

No, he is a ghost, just a wisp of ghost. It stands to reason that he doesn't need to open the door at all. He can pass through the iron door in one go, and it can't trap him at all. Then why does he open the door with his feet? Is it just because of habit?

I couldn't figure out the reason, so I just shook my head and followed him to the top of the building.

Standing on the top of the building, the night wind blew slightly chilly, and there was a strong smell of blood in the air, which made me frown uncontrollably.

It smells so bad it makes me feel sick.

I glanced forward, and saw Li Cui's ghost walking towards the front, where there was a room in the corner.

The room was not big, with only one door and no windows. It was probably just a utility room, so Li Cui walked towards the small house.

I glanced at the top of the building, the surrounding area was empty, there was nothing, only such a house.

After death, ghosts also carry memories, so the place that ghosts like to go to after death is also the place they liked to go to when they were alive. This Li Cui has become a ghost, and he still has to go to the utility room on the top floor Come on, is there something extremely important to him here?
I followed him silently, although there was wind on the top floor, but for some reason, I still felt a little depressed, that feeling was very strange, like being trapped in a room, and I couldn't feel the refreshing air on the top floor at all .

Li Cui had already reached the door, and once again took out the key hanging on his waist in that strange posture, then opened the door, walked in, and closed the door with a bang.

I walked to the door, and there was no window on the door of this room, so I couldn't see anything inside.

I stood at the door for a while, and there was no movement inside.

My heart was full of strangeness, I didn't know what was in it, and what Li urged me to do.

I couldn't bear the curiosity in my heart anymore, I walked to the door and reached out and grabbed the door handle.

A cold breath came from the doorknob, I frowned slightly, and stretched out my hand to pull the door, but to my surprise, the door didn't move at all.

I used a lot of strength, but the door didn't move at all, it didn't seem to be locked, because even if it was locked, there would be a sound when I pulled the door so hard, but now the door didn't move at all , as if being sucked by something inside.

What's going on here, could it be that Li Cui is playing tricks?

I snorted coldly, the corpse energy in my body gushed out from my hand, and poured in along the doorknob.

Ah!
Yin Qi entered, and there was a shrill cry from behind the door, and then the door was pulled open by me.

I saw that the room was empty, there was nothing there, only the ghost of Li Cui, standing upside down strangely.

At this time, his body was bent even more, his legs had completely hung down, and there was a black notebook on the ground, which looked like a sketchbook, and a hand was tightly clamped in the sole of his hanging foot. Pen.

The pen was as thick as a thumb, and it was a brush. At this time, he was using his feet to hold the brush and kept drawing something.

Seeing me coming in, he suddenly raised his head and gave me a weird smile.

I looked down at him and the paintings on the ground, only to see that they were two paintings. Although he drew them with a brush, they were extremely clear.

One of the paintings showed the crew-cut guy I had seen before, but he was looking up, with a piece of glass stuck on his forehead, and his body was covered in blood, which made him look miserable.

And the other picture is of Lao Dao, he is standing, but there is a basketball hoop behind him, as if it will hit him in the next moment.

I looked at the two paintings on the ground, and couldn't help but frowned. I couldn't figure out why this thing would hide in the room and draw. Could it be that he was an art lover before his death, and practiced hard every day after checking the room?
But this is not right, he can practice painting in his own room, why does he have to go to the utility room on the top floor, and the strangest thing is, how can there be sophistication in his paintings!

Xiaopingtou is his colleague, I don't think it's strange to appear in the painting, and Xiaopingtou in his painting died a miserable death. I think there must be conflicts between the two of them, and Li Cui is cursing Xiaopingtou.

But the old man, this Li Cui has never seen the old man, why did he draw him?

giggle!
He looked at me, his horrified face twisted, looking even more horrified.

Although he looks scary, I am not afraid. No matter how scary he looks, he is still a ghost, and I am a ghost, and hunting ghosts is my job. How can I be afraid of a ghost.

"Little ghost, if you die, you won't go to the underworld, what are you doing in the world!" I yelled at him, full of anger.

I am a ghost, which means that I am an official staff member of the underworld, so I must show my aura in front of this little ghost.

cluck cluck!

Who knew that he ignored me at all, just smiled coldly, and the only remaining eye was full of contempt.

Damn it!
Looking at his expression, I knew that I was underestimated, by a ghost.

Being despised by a ghost makes me feel very humiliated.

I took a step forward and said to him: "Hurry up and go to the underworld, if you continue to stay in Yangjian, be careful I will kill you!"

After I finished speaking, I opened my hand towards him, trying to open the gate of the underworld, and saved him.

As for how he died, and why he didn't go to the underworld, I don't even bother to ask these reasons. I am a ghost, and my duty is to save ghosts. As for how they died, this kind of question is beyond my consideration , because I am really afraid of trouble.

When I became a ghost, I thought about this problem. There are laws in the world, and there are rules in the underworld. Our job as a ghost is just to lure ghosts into the underworld. As for how the ghosts die, it has nothing to do with us.

Because the sins of the yang world are measured by the laws of the yang world, and the sins committed are judged by the judges of the underworld. We are only responsible for sending them down. If we take care of them too much, there will be too much trouble. To be a human being, especially as a ghost , You must have a compulsion in your heart and don't meddle in other people's business.

(End of this chapter)