Soul Ferry: My master is Uncle Jiu

Chapter 62 Wei Wu’s Legacy
  Seeing An Yan's expression change, Kong Xiaolong asked, "An Yan, did you see something?"

"Have you ever watched Exorcist Cop?"

"Exorcism police?"

Kong Xiaolong showed a confused expression, why was it connected with the movie again? He had a vague impression, but he couldn't remember clearly.

"I don't really remember."

"Then I suggest you go back and make up for it. I suspect there is someone walking dead carrying poison."

Kong Xiaolong could understand these four words separately, but when they were put together, he couldn't understand them.

"What is the walking dead poison?"

"Some people use corpses to transport drugs. I believe you have seen it. Someone emptied his body and stuffed it with drugs."

"An ordinary person would probably be dead long ago, but he is still alive and kicking."

"This is the walking dead transporting poison."

"Isn't that a zombie!" Kong Xiaolong still knew about zombies, a well-known local monster. His expression changed, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he thought that none of them were scratched or bitten.

"The walking corpse is dead but not stiff, not a zombie. You are not afraid that it will be scratched or bitten like a zombie and turn into a zombie."

"These are just some clumsy tricks used by heretics to manipulate corpses. After all, there are many ways to make corpses move."

An Yan had no intention of demonstrating it, but just said it.

Kong Xiaolong suddenly realized that professional things must be done by professional people.

After seeing the origin of the body, An Yan asked Kong Xiaolong: "Has there been any investigation at the funeral home? Since the body was missing from the funeral home, there may be their accomplices there."

"My colleagues have already gone to investigate, but unfortunately there is no result yet." Kong Xiaolong shook his head, and then he asked expectantly: "An Yan, can you use your Taoist skills to find the person behind the scenes?"

"Xiaolong, you think too highly of me. I can't find anyone with just a corpse."

An Yan waved his hand. He was not a great magical person. He could see through the body along the river of time who the body had come into contact with. He was just a little monk.

Even in the exorcism police, Feng Laosi had to go through some investigations, and the method also required obtaining the blood or tokens of the target person.

If Zhao Li still has the strength of an Arhat, he might be able to use Buddhist magical powers to do it.

"It's a pity."

Kong Xiaolong showed a hint of disappointment. He thought An Yan had a solution.

"It's up to you to handle the case. I'm just a Taoist priest. If you find out who's behind it, maybe I can be of some help."

"As for investigating the murderer, I'm sorry."

He didn't want to find trouble. Investigating a case was very brain-consuming, much harder than catching ghosts.

"It's okay, but if we find the mastermind behind the scenes, I hope you can help us." Kong Xiaolong understood An Yan, and he also knew what An Yan relied on for a living. He added, "When the time comes, I will report to the bureau Apply for a bonus for you, but it may not be as much as you usually earn.”

Hearing this, An Yan smiled and patted Kong Xiaolong: "As long as you have this intention, don't worry, I will help when the time comes."

In this society, it is never a bad thing to meet some police friends.

"This talisman is for your self-defense. If you encounter any strange things, you can take out the talisman. Maybe it will come in handy."

Before leaving, An Yan also gave Kong Xiaolong a peace charm.

"Thank you."

Kong Xiaolong, who knew An Yan was really capable, took it away solemnly and decided to keep it with him from now on.

Night falls quickly, and people after get off work can finally take off their daytime disguises and relax.

"Okay, Xiaoxue, we'll see you tonight, Mumuda."

Zhao Li kissed the phone several times before ending the call, with a wild smile on his face like a scumbag who had successfully hunted. Xia Dongqing, who was replenishing the goods, was startled when he heard the word "Xiao Xue". He turned his head and looked at Li Zhao with a bad look: "What are you doing?"

"Call on the phone, can't you?"

When Officer Zhao turned around, the smile on his face had faded, and he blinked at Xia Dongqing, showing his innocence.

Xia Dongqing, who is well aware of Zhao Li's scumbag nature, will not let him go easily and continues to ask: "Who are you calling?"

"Does it have anything to do with you?" When Zhao Li saw Xia Dongqing's serious look, he couldn't help but ask.

There was no other way. When he saw Xia Dongqing's serious expression, Zhao Li couldn't help himself.

"I just heard you mention someone named Xiaoxue. Is she a nurse?"

Li Zhao nodded, "Well, there is a nurse named Bai Xiaoxue. We are dating."

"The nurse's name is Bai Xiaoxue!" Xia Dongqing suddenly became anxious, and he said anxiously: "How can you date her? You bastard, you have a boyfriend, and she buys him supper every day."

"You are called a mistress, do you know? You will be beaten."

"Isn't this the legacy of Wei Wu in your world? Moreover, the men who interfere here are called awesome, and the women who interfere are called mistresses."

"Besides, who dares to hit me?"

Officer Zhao leaned on the counter, transformed into a double-barreled pistol and blew it with his mouth. The sound made Xia Dongqing roll his eyes.

"What's your motive? Aren't you a soul ferry?" Xia Dongqing was still puzzled.

"Physiological motivation, besides, what's the matter with soul ferrying. We are in love, this is our love."

"Holly, you, an innocent virgin, won't understand."

Zhao Li smiled and gave Xia Dongqing another heavy blow.

"Bullshit love."

Xia Dongqing, who couldn't stand up to Zhao Li, vented in a low voice, turned around and went back to sort the shelves. He knew that he couldn't stop Zhao Li.

"What? Are you jealous? Do you want the boss to give you a loving hug?"

"Fuck off!"

Officer Zhao smiled and shrugged, then turned his pistol around in his fingers and walked outside whistling.

If looks could kill, I'm afraid Zhao Li would be riddled with holes by now.

The door opened. Zhang Yang came back from get off work. When he opened the door and walked in, he saw his girlfriend posing in front of the mirror and wearing a hot outfit. Thinking that his girlfriend often went out recently, his face turned a little dark and his head felt green.

When Xiaoxue saw her boyfriend coming back, she walked around in a circle and asked happily: "Do I look good like this?"

Zhang Yang, with a dark face, just threw the keys on the table, expressed his dissatisfaction, and then sat on the sofa without making a sound.

Xiaoxue in the past might still be panic-stricken, but she won't be now. She just flicked her hair, showing a hint of disappointment and displeasure, and then went out.

If Zhang Yang spoke up, she might still be soft-hearted, but unfortunately there was no such thing.

Emotional matters are never a matter of one person.

Stepping into the night, she walked into room 2046.

He said touching words of love to her, "You are my medicine."

When the love is strong, the fire is strong, and a battle without gunpowder smoke but dripping with sweat begins.

At this moment, she forgot everything and just wanted to enjoy the joy and the heart-wrenching enthusiasm.

As everyone knows, there is a price behind happiness.

(End of this chapter)