corpse as wife

Chapter 102 The Weird Gardener

Yang Minghuan?Prison break, S-class fugitive?
It turns out that this is the origin of the other party. Right now, I only care about whether Youyou is in his hands and whether he has hurt Beihai Youyou.

"This is the special line No. [-]. Do you have any other questions?" Situ Shan replied bluntly when a man and woman voice came from the other end of the phone. .”

"Please rate our service and press the pound key to start." This sentence came from over there, and the conversation ended.

"Line [-] can't find Yang Minghuan's location, but I'm sure he's still in Qingcheng." Situ Shan hung up the phone, looking at Beihai Qingming, her voice full of firmness.Beihai Qingming got up from the huge desk, glanced at my face with indifferent eyes, and said two words lightly, "Follow me."

I don't know why he looked at me like that and said these two words to me.Situ Shan also took a look at me, as if he was also puzzled by this, so I got into Beihai Qingming's car with suspicion.I was the co-pilot and he drove himself.

"Do you know where Yang Minghuan is?" I asked, curious about him getting into the car and driving towards a place, and felt very strange.

He shook his head, his eyes were always in front of him, and Situ Shan's yellow sports car was following behind, not far or near.

"Then why did you run towards a certain place as soon as you got in the car?" I asked suspiciously, and after waiting for a while, when I thought he would not answer this question and was about to give up, he said it seriously, without any hint of joking , "My intuition."

puff--

I want to vomit him to death with a mouthful of old blood, what intuition?Could it be the intuition of being a blood relative with Beihai Youyou?Or does he have the natural ability to find what he wants to find within a thousand miles?This seems to be a bit of a dead horse as a living horse doctor, or is it true talent and natural talent?I'll find out in a while.As the saying goes, family members don’t tell lies, and Beihai’s clear and steady silhouette makes me believe he doesn’t tell lies.

The car unexpectedly parked in a place not far from Beihai's villa area, which was also a villa.Because the villa area where the Beihai family lives is originally on the mountainside, if the distance between the houses is relatively large, each house exists independently, so even the two brothers and sisters of the Beihai family who go home every day, maybe It is normal to not know who lives next to his house.

At this time, it was approaching dusk, and I saw a small bungalow that was twice the size of the Beihai family villa. The lights were not like the faint lights that I had seen all the way through, but it was dark and lifeless, as if no one had ever lived in it. .Unexpectedly, Beihai Qingming's intuition was so close to Beihai's home.Is the murderer really here?I feel a little unbelievable. Isn't it an indirect mockery of the Beihai family's ability to do something under the nose of the Beihai family?
The car of Beihai Qingming and Situ Shan was parked below, I jumped out of the car first, stood in the dark and looked up at this small two-story bungalow.

"Whoa, whoa-"

I listened carefully, then stopped, and the grass next to me made a rustling sound. I hurriedly pulled Bei Hai Qingming, who had just locked the car, to make him also pay attention to this unusual sound.

He didn't say anything, just grabbed it like a straw cage.

"Ah—" A scream came from the grass cage, and in the blink of an eye, beside Bei Hai's clear and proud figure, he was suddenly grabbed by an old man with a stooped figure.

I smelled the smell, and I was relieved that it was a person.But Beihai Qingming did not relax at all. It was not because the old man was a person that he took the hand off the old man's neck, but asked in a ghostly voice, "Who are you? You actually appeared here."

"Ahem, ahem, ahem——" the old man held his breath, and seemed to be speechless, Beihai Qingming casually threw the old man to the ground.

"What's going on?" Situ Shan asked us after closing the car door and walking forward.

"I found an old man who didn't know what to do in the grass cage in the middle of the night." I was the only one to answer. The old man was thrown on the ground, like an old bone that was broken on the ground, and he couldn't even get up. I complained a little. Beihai Qingming is ruthless and has no sympathy. I blame myself for being treated like this at other people's age. I shouldn't have told him that someone was there. Alas, I sighed.

I saw the old man in dark blue clothes with half-bald hair coughed a few times, then shook his thin arms and legs to get up from the ground, patted the dust on his hands, and explained to us in a crying voice, "I'm just from the garden. It’s just a gardener, why are you bullying the old man like this?”

gardener?Now?Come to work so late?

Before I could ask, Situ Shan asked, "Why do you come to work after playing like this?"

"I'll work whenever the master of the family likes me to work. Blame me?" The uncle was a little arrogant, looking at Beihai Qingming angrily, and rubbing his neck, as if to defend himself, but he couldn't do anything about Beihai. Qingming has a more cold arrogance, so hearing the old man's words in his ears feels a bit yin and yang.

I looked up, and saw that the whole small villa was completely dark, with no light at all, and the curtains seemed to be pulled up, so I couldn’t see everything inside, even if I could see farther in the dark I couldn't see the reality of this room, and the cold wind blew and I lifted the curtains. I looked at it in a blink of an eye, and I was shocked. I found a pair of blood-red eyes that were dark and cold, quenched by poison, and rolled the eyeballs. The room in the corner on the second floor was looking at us all the time.

I reacted quickly, and my eyes swept over.But faster than me, the eyes disappeared in a flash.

And when I turned my head in doubt, the old man in front of me was also looking at me with a grim smile?I looked at him in disbelief, only to find that he was still looking at me with a funny face and aggrieved.I wiped my eyes and looked at Beihai Qingming's still dark face. Did I just misread it?

There is a strong fragrance of chrysanthemums floating in the air. It is already autumn, and the chrysanthemums are of course blooming very well.It was only then that I noticed that the garden in front of me was a large chrysanthemum garden, and the old man was walking through this large chrysanthemum garden just now.

My nose is very sensitive. In this burst of strong floral fragrance, I seemed to smell something special. I walked out one step ahead of my own reason, and used a hard breath in the place where another peculiar smell in the air was concentrated. directly dug a hole with his hands.

Just after digging out a layer, a white bone appeared there.

I was speechless in surprise, and quickly turned to look at the old man, but unexpectedly he also took a few steps back in fright.It seemed that this was the first time I saw such a weird thing, and I shook my head, "What's going on at this time, I haven't found it after working here for several months, why did you dig it out as soon as you came?"

He acts real.I looked at Beihai Qingming, trying to make him make up his mind, but he looked at me as if telling me to continue.

"Stop pretending. Although you are wearing a human body and carrying popularity, you are already dead." I said what I guessed, and at this moment, in my keen sense, I seemed to feel the blood-red and cold gaze again. It came from the small room in the corner of the second floor. I turned my head and looked over quickly, and shouted, "There." At the same time, I pointed to that place with my finger.

Both Situ Shan and Beihai Qingming were attracted by my voice and looked in the direction I was pointing.But that line of sight disappeared without a trace in an instant.

At this moment, a fly whisk suddenly appeared in Beihai Qingming's hands, with silver-white roots, extremely mighty and domineering.And with a quick wave of his movements, the old man who was about to turn around and run away was bound by the roots of the whisk.

"Hmph—" Beihai Qingming snorted coldly, and almost took the old man's head off.

"Go ahead." Beihai Qingming looked at me as if ordering.At this time, I was even more happy that he could confirm my ability, so I didn't refute him anything, but continued to look at the old man, and said in a deep voice, "You are not a human. A body that is also occupied by a human bone rosary is a ghost." A dead 'corpse'."

I thought of the young guy I met at the playground and his head fell off when I saw him again.Mo Ji told me that it was not a real person, but an inhuman who had already died and was used by the human bone rosary.The power of this human bone rosary is really evil and powerful, and it can be manipulated at will, as if it was specially designed to blind our eyes.

And at this moment, when the old man heard what I said, he seemed to be a different person instantly.With a shake all over, the head suddenly broke, fell to the ground, and hit the bone that was dug out just now, and there was no blood rushing out from the fracture.

I was very surprised, obviously he had blood.

But at this moment, Beihai Qingming kicked the old man's body into the pile of chrysanthemums, and saw the blood spurting out like a fountain, dyeing a large golden chrysanthemum red, I was shocked, thinking After a while, I figured out why.

It must be that after the head was cut off with a knife, the skin around the neck contracted strongly, including the blood vessels, so there was no blood rushing out at all, but when you pushed the corpse on the ground, the blood spurted out like splashing water .

I shook my head. The cause of a person's death is actually closely related to the appearance of his death, so those forensic doctors on TV can quickly find the answer to the whole case from the corpse.I told Beihai Qingming and Situ Shan my thoughts, they nodded in agreement, and then the three of us turned our eyes to the closed second floor at the same time.

There is a strong scent of chrysanthemums and blood in the air, pungent and exciting.

It was an uneventful night, and it was only then that I felt that Beihai Qingming's intuition was correct.And what is the relationship between him and the real master here?

(End of this chapter)