My aunt's name is Ma Xiaoling

After coughing a few times, Ma Xiaoling propped her head with one hand, and said weakly, "The general's spiritual power is too strong, and I have serious internal conflicts. I can only rely on you to release my soul sealed in the angel's tears."

After she finished speaking, she held her chest and coughed a few more times.

In such a scene, Xiao Ling did not dare to refuse easily, "Will a character disappear every time a soul is crossed?"

"Yes!" Xiaoling stared at her granddaughter who was shaking her mind from the corner of her eyes.

"Here, there are 48 characters?" Xiaoling stared at the talismans on the tears of angels that her aunt opened her eyes for her, and counted the characters one by one.

"Correct!"

"The sealed one must be released after crossing?"

The endless conversation between the two made Xiaoqing, who had been paralyzed on the sofa for a long time, really couldn't stand it anymore, "Your aunt is missing this soul, she can't live, she can't die, can this world regain a soul with a conscience?" Teacher, it’s up to you. Let’s go, Xiaobai is waiting to heal your wounds.”

Pushing the wheelchair, one demon and one soul suddenly disappeared, leaving only Xiao Ling still counting the words on the talisman.

With a teleportation, Xiao Ling got up from the wheelchair and sat on the counter of the Waiting bar.

Strobe lights and colorful turntable lights hit her face.

Swaying to the strong rhythm of the music, Xiaoqing handed her a large glass of multicolored wine, "Look at the way you dawdled just now, if it was later, the child would be suspicious."

"Yes, yes, it's all up to you!" Xiao Ling took the cup, and immediately took a big sip, "Sweet!"

Xiaobai used the spirit beads to turn her around, and the internal friction had already recovered, and she was already alive and well.

"I'm afraid it's not very good for you to lie to your granddaughter like this?"

"The easiest way to practice spirituality is to cross over seventy-seven and 49 extravagant souls with my own hands. Half a month has passed before she saved a mother who was worried about her child. I didn't put in a little effort in such a lying posture. , when will she finish it?"

"You want to train her, isn't it good to just say it? Why do you make such a big circle?"

"My aunt trained my aunt, and my aunt trained me. One generation after another, I thought everything would be normal, but when it came to my next generation, such an outstanding heir, ended up with all his spiritual powers and his life and death were unknown... ..." Swallowing the wine in the glass again, Xiao Ling sighed.

"Resolving disasters and resentments, killing demons and demons, and balancing the three realms seem to be the responsibilities of the Ma family that I must bear from generation to generation. The heavy responsibility is on my shoulders, like Mount Tai. My ancestors, some died of depression, and some passed away with regret. , There are those who hate reincarnation... But I don't know if there are no regrets..."

That's why she pretended to be a trick to coax the child.

Even though she saw the angel's tears just now, she has withdrawn the spirit hidden in it, and specially performed tricks on the eyes to purify the soul.

"What about you?" Xiao Qing handed over another large glass of wine.

"I?"

"Your aunt Ma Dingdang, although it's not worth dying for that scumbag, she lived for herself once, and she can count on it. What about you? What is your self?"

Soul torture.

Ma Xiaoling turned around and looked around the bar, there were all kinds of ghosts, ghosts, ghosts and ghosts in human form, some were holding wine glasses happily, some were singing and dancing, they gathered here, but they also wanted to avoid the worries of the world they were in.

I always like to linger here, just like them.

"I, today I have wine, now I am drunk!" She raised her head and drank the wine in the glass, Xiaoling got up and sank into the center of the dance floor.

"Guys, let's get high!"

Xiaoqing snapped her fingers, the dance floor rose, and Xiaoling became the focus again.

……

The eyeballs come out of their sockets...

Zhou Zhe returned to the Criminal Investigation Bureau and sat on Dong Jianwei's desk.

不到1分钟，电脑屏幕开启，没有显示需要开屏登陆密码，一个个标注了名称的文件夹溢满屏幕：622夹墙埋尸案、329货车坠河案、1102密室焚烧案、908公交车杀人案、408学生坠楼案、711非法器官买卖案……

All these piles came into view, but he didn't know how to check them out.

He took out his phone and wanted to call Dong Jianwei for consultation, but he couldn't explain why he suddenly intervened in the case in his hands.

If you confess Ma Xiaoling's matter to him, with his personality, he will definitely break the casserole and ask the end.

Like Liu Haixin's death, he had to explain it clearly from beginning to end.

With Dong Jianwei's personality, would he believe it?
However, he is 100% sure of Ma Xiaoling's aunt's cooperation in solving the case.

"I can't explain it all at once. I can only briefly tell you that the two dead people have no eyes, and they will not die with peace. If they don't cross their souls as soon as possible, they may die again."

Ma Xiaoling's attitude was firm when she said that she was afraid of another life case. After going through Liu Haixin's case and a trip to T country together, he had no reason not to choose to believe her.

Can't let the murder happen again, Zhou Zhe still called, "Wei... Brother Jianwei, I want to ask you something..."

"What's the matter, tell me!" The other end of the phone was very happy.

"I heard you said that you have two cases in your hand. After the forensic autopsy, although the deceased's eyes were closed tightly, his eyeballs were out of his sockets. I want to read the information of those two cases. I don't know if it's convenient..." Zhou Zhe asked Be careful.

Dong Jianwei, who is his partner and mentor, can certainly hear the change in tone, "Oh, there are more than two cases. You open my computer, and there are folders on the screen. I told you about the bottom of the 417 flyover. As for the burial case, there was a gas explosion in a 423 barbecue restaurant the day before yesterday, and the owner of the dead shop lost his eyes. But the fire department judged that this case was an accident. As for 417..."

Dong Jianwei continued to introduce the details of the previous case. After talking for a long time, he added, "I didn't go to bed in the middle of the night, and I called to ask me about a case that I didn't have a clue to solve. Let others see, didn't I return to the Criminal Investigation Bureau by protecting Gu's heir?"

"No, I just met a colleague of the forensic doctor who told me about the strange death of eyeballs falling out of their sockets. I suddenly felt novelty, and then remembered that you had mentioned a few words, so I... asked more questions." Randomly made up He gave a reason, and Zhou Zhe thought of using it as an excuse to evade the past.

"They just got off work?" Dong Jianwei asked, but his tone changed quickly, "Then you go and check my computer, I wrote the case very clearly, and there are all the pictures and surveillance involved in the file."

"Okay, I'll go check it out."

"Okay, if you're still working so hard in the middle of the night, it won't take long for you kid to run over my head."

Listening to Dong Jianwei's ridicule on the phone, Zhou Zhe breathed a sigh of relief, clenched the mouse, and clicked on the folder of the burial case at the bottom of the 417 overpass, "How could it be! Don't bother you and rest, bro, I'll go check it now."

After hanging up the phone, Dong Jianwei, who was sitting in front of the computer screen in the dark room, zoomed in on the surveillance camera, and clearly saw that what Zhou Zhe clicked on in the surveillance was the folder of the burial case under the 417 overpass.

The bright screen was reflected on his face, his eyes were fixed on the screen...