Ghost marriage favor: ghost husband is too difficult to deal with

Chapter 5 Bai Yupei

Just as my blood melted into the blood-colored wedding dress, the cut on my fingertips also healed automatically, but no bloodstains could be seen on this wedding dress anymore!
I was so frightened by this weird blood-colored wedding dress, I didn't care about 21, I just closed the lid on it and walked to the outermost trash can in the community, just about to throw it away, when my phone rang.

This is not the first time I have encountered this scene. The last time I wanted to lose this wedding dress, someone also sent me a text message!

I took a deep breath and stopped the movement of my hands. I clicked on the text message, only to find that this text message seemed to be helping me?
"Don't lose this dress, it can save your life."

This number is the same as the one who texted me last time, but who is the owner of the number?

With a flash of thought, I looked back suddenly, but found that there seemed to be someone walking in a hurry in the grass behind me. I chased after him, but I could only see the back of a man leaving in a hurry.

Could it be that I have been being watched by this man?
The back of the man is very strange, but I can recognize the white jade pendant on his waist even in ashes!

Taking a deep breath, he took out the white jade pendant in his pocket tremblingly. The moon is very round and bright tonight. The moonlight shines on the white jade pendant and cooperates with the jade pendant that flows like blood. The same liquid, it seems to have a different flavor.

I still remember that after I was "raped" by a strange man that night, this jade pendant remained, so could the man who also had the white jade pendant just now be the one who "raped" me that night?
Was I "raped" that night? Was it a person or a ghost who "raped" me?And what's the relationship with the landlady's old lady?
Many questions came to my mind in an instant, I just felt that I was getting deeper and deeper in a quagmire and couldn't extricate myself...

I was just about to go home, but I received a message from my uncle. My uncle said that he had something to spend the night outside and would not come back. He asked me to pay attention to safety. When I got back and found out, I put my phone back in my pocket , I returned home by the moonlight.

As soon as I opened the door, I kept a pale face and kept one foot raised to step in, unable to move...

If you say that the string of white footprints before my uncle came back last time is scary, then it is nothing compared to the densely packed ones in this room...

I couldn't help but think of the old lady of the landlord, and the photo of the dead man. The difference is that the places where they died were full of silk threads, but here are all footprints, whether it's the table, the ceiling, the wall, or the sofa...

Holding the big red box in my arms tightly, I took a deep breath and put my feet back on the spot, and quickly closed the door. I wanted to call my uncle, but it showed that the phone had been turned off!

It was already past ten o'clock in the evening, and there was no one in the community, and the surrounding lights were very dim, and only the moonlight could barely illuminate the road ahead.

It was already very cold in October. I sat in front of my house, shivering under the wind, but I would rather be blown like this than step back into my uncle's house.

The night is beautiful, the only beauty is the howling of the wind, the sound of the leaves being swept up, everything seems peaceful and... weird.

At this moment, the ringtone from the mobile phone suddenly broke the tranquility, and my heart also jumped up with the ringtone "thump", "thump".

It's so late, who is calling?

Just as I was hesitating, my right hand involuntarily took out the phone from my pocket. The caller was the policeman, Qin Zheng.

As soon as he picked up the phone, his slightly lazy voice came over.

"Are you free? Come out and see me."

Just when he was about to speak, he found that his nose was blocked by the wind. He took a few deep breaths before asking him what happened so late.

But his tone was a little tough, telling me to stop talking nonsense, and I'll know when I come out, and then gave the address, and hung up the phone in a hurry without waiting for my answer.

Although I have only met Qin Zheng a few times, I don't know much about him, but he is also a policeman, and seeing him should not cause any serious problems. In addition, I am really "homeless" tonight. return".

Just stood up, but heard a "bang", as if something had fallen to the ground, looked back, and found that it was a big red box wearing a blood-colored wedding dress.

Inexplicably, a thought suddenly popped up in my heart, I can't show this wedding dress to anyone, but I really dare not open the door of my uncle's house, and didn't the text message say it?This dress can save my life, what if I lose it?Even if I dared to open the door of my uncle's house, I still felt that it would be safer to put it on my body than at my uncle's house.

In the end, I did something disgusting. I rummaged through several trash cans in the community, found some clean bags to wrap them in, and brought them to the little policeman.

On the way there, I always felt a little weird. As for what was strange, I couldn't answer it. It wasn't until I stepped into the coffee shop that I had an appointment with Qin Zheng that I suddenly realized.

The strange thing is not me, but Qin Zheng!

Let’s not talk about a policeman staying up late at night and suddenly asking a “suspect” out. Let’s take the case of the kit as an example. It’s such an evil kit, and it’s the only evidence that can find the murderer. He’s so easy. Let me take it home, and from his tone, it seems that he still understands that there is something wrong with the kit, but he promises me that nothing will happen to me.

Does he understand these evil things?
But it doesn't make sense, I told him that the landlord gave me the kit, and when the person I met was also the landlord, he laughed in disbelief, not like a person who believes in ghosts and gods.

I can't let me think too much. At this moment, I have already walked in front of Qin Zheng and sat down opposite him.

He didn't say why he asked me out so late, but he pushed the menu in front of me and asked me.

"any drinks?"

He took the menu, scanned it casually, and after ordering a glass of watermelon juice, both of them fell silent suddenly.

I looked at him, he looked at me, both of them seemed to have a lot of words in their hearts, but neither of them spoke first.

I don't know if it's because the lights in the coffee shop are so dazzling that I actually feel that Qin Zheng, who has taken off his police uniform, has a bit of a dude on him. You know, the few times I saw him before, I could feel it from far away. There was a strong police aura about him.

It wasn't until the watermelon juice I ordered was brought in front of me, and I finished it, that Qin Zheng opened his mouth to answer me, he was really holding his breath! !
"What's in that bag of yours, it looks so bulky?"

When he said this, he raised his eyebrows slightly, which made me feel a little guilty.

Could it be that he knows what's in me?
He squeezed the hand on his lap hard, which was a way to cheer himself up. He closed his eyes, smiled at him, and changed the subject.

"Appoint me so late, what's the matter?"

"Can't I date you if it's okay?"

In a word, it choked me half to death. How can there be such a difference between a person wearing a police uniform and taking off the police uniform?

Seeing that I didn't speak, he smiled again, and stretched his hand behind his back. Only then did I realize that he didn't come empty-handed, and there was a bag behind the stool.

I saw him take out a stack of documents from his bag, and raised his eyes to ask me a question before opening it.

"Do you believe there are ghosts in this world?"

I nodded and shook my head again, not knowing how to answer, so I asked back.

"Do you believe it?"

Qin Zheng didn't answer immediately, but stared at me for a few seconds. Seeing that my face was expressionless, he smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth, opened the file and placed it in front of me, and opened his mouth.

"I don't know either."

The more he talked to me like this, the more I felt that he knew something long ago, the more my heart became terrified.

He is really an old fox...

Instead of answering Qin Zheng, I opened the stack of documents he gave me. The first page of the document was very neat, with only two large characters written on it.

serious case.

Until I turned to the second page, my face instantly turned pale. The more I read, the more pale my face became.

And every time I turn a page, my hands tremble so badly that I even want to throw this stack of documents far away and escape from this coffee shop...

Qin Zheng who was at the side seemed very satisfied with the expression I showed. Not only did he smile lightly from time to time, he even interjected from time to time to ask me where I saw it?
(End of this chapter)