Chapter 922 Hell is Empty
Wu Jiawei and Lin Shuyi had known each other since they were students. When they entered society together, their relationship not only did not fade away, but actually deepened.
Even though they only live in a cheap old-fashioned apartment and life is very tight in many places, they do not complain to each other. On the contrary, they support each other and work hard to live together.
Such a couple can be called a model of modern love stories.
No matter what others think, Wu Jiawei thinks so himself.
However, something happened during this period that made him break his opinion.
From the moment Lin Shuyi saw the photo, he was angry and angry, but refused to say the reason, and then ended up not being haunted by the female ghost, there may not be a connection.
He is not a fool, so he can naturally see it.
The originally close relationship was sown with doubts at this moment.
night.
Looking at his girlfriend who was already asleep, Wu Jiawei quietly stood up and pulled out a diary from the drawer of the bookcase.
In the past, all he could think about was making money and he would never be interested in this. But it was different now. If he didn't figure out what was going on, he might not be able to sleep well.
Under the dim light, Wu Jiawei opened the diary and began to read the contents.
This was written by Lin Shuyi when he was studying. In addition to recording his daily life, the things that appeared most often were himself and...
A girl named Li Yan.
The sleeping memory emerged in Wu Jiawei's mind. He vaguely remembered that she was a girl with a bright red birthmark on her chin and low self-esteem wearing glasses.
According to the above description, Li Yan has always been bullied in the class because of her personality and appearance, and Lin Shuyi is her only friend.
The two talked about everything and shared each other's lives.
This should have been a very pure friendship, but it shouldn't have happened. They both fell in love with the same person.
That is Wu Jiawei himself.
When he saw this, he couldn't help but touch his face.
As a popular figure when I was a student, it was normal to have a crush on me. But now that I think about it, besides being young, it is actually more ridiculous.
Continuing to flip through the diary, Wu Jiawei saw the key to the break between the two.
According to Lin Shuyi's description, one day Li Yan suddenly asked her to give her a love letter to him, but the result was that the letter containing the girl's feelings was obtained by three girls who had been bullying Li Yan.
When she appeared again, she began to take revenge as a female ghost.
Gently closing the diary, Wu Jiawei let out a long sigh.
At this point, we can only find a way to send Li Yan off first, and then talk about other things.
With this thought in his mind, he turned off the light and prepared to go back to bed to sleep.
But as soon as he turned around, he saw his girlfriend, who was supposed to be sleeping soundly, hanging quietly from the fan on the roof, her legs dangling from side to side, and her tongue hanging out.
Wu Jiawei was confused. He didn't hear anything just now! !
"Book instrument!"
He ran over in a hurry, trying to put his girlfriend down.
At this moment, Lin Shuyi, who had closed his eyes suddenly opened his eyes.
"It's such a pity that he died so young, ugh."
Master Chen was sitting on a recliner, flipping through today's newspaper, which reported a fire accident in enlarged fonts.
When the firefighters went to put out the fire, there were only two roasted bodies that had fused together.
"Anzai, I'm going out today, please take care of your home."
Putting the newspaper aside, Master Chen said to Amber who was cleaning.
"good."
Amber read the paper first and had no opinion on it.
Master Chen has a very good reputation in the neighborhood, and people from Wannan even come to ask him to look at things.
In the past, I couldn't go too far because there was no one in the temple, but now I have to run around all day long.
In his words, he has not been very popular lately, so he needs to make some money to support his family.
Amber still had no idea about it.
After Master Chen left, he took the newly purchased deck chair and moved it to the tree outside the hall to bask in the sun.
The breeze was blowing and the cicadas were chirping quietly. Although there was a main road outside, the temple was extremely quiet.
Just when Amber almost fell asleep, there was a sound of footsteps on the stairs in the distance.
When he opened his eyes, he saw Huang Huotu, whom he had met once before, walking towards him with a depressed expression.
"Looks like you're in big trouble."
"Is it so obvious?"
Huang Huotu touched his face, quickened his pace and came to the chair, "Let me introduce myself, my name is Huang Huotu, and I am a policeman."
"Business officer, for you to be like this, you must have encountered a case that cannot be explained in reality, right?"
Amber sat up and pointed to the stone bench opposite: "Sit down, let's talk slowly."
"Thanks."
Huang Huotu is not polite either.
Originally, he was going to find a professor who was very knowledgeable about religious culture today, but before setting off, he accidentally remembered the chance encounter that morning and went all the way to the Ksitigarbha Temple.
"Originally, this shouldn't be disclosed to you, an outsider, but since the matter is so big, you must know about it, right?"
"Are you talking about the murder case that made a big fuss on TV recently?"
Amber narrowed her eyes slightly: "Hasn't the case been solved?"
"That's right, but there's something hidden inside."
Huang Huotu took a deep breath and began to tell everything about what he had encountered.
After hearing this, Amber closed her eyes and began to think. (Actually, I am recalling the plot.)
"Do you have the birthdays of the deceased? I want them according to the lunar calendar. Also, tell me their names."
"this."
Huang Huotu looked embarrassed, "I came in a hurry and didn't bring the files."
"This is a bit troublesome."
Amber said helplessly.
"I'll go back and get it now."
Huang Huotu was also a little embarrassed.
"Don't leave in a hurry."
Amber stopped him. "The black energy on your head has almost covered your entire face. It won't be long before you encounter a life-or-death disaster."
"Ahem, I'm not afraid of death."
Huang Huotu waved his hand, "But I'm afraid that the murderer will go unpunished. Wait for me here. I'll be right over."
Amber didn't say anything after seeing this, and sat on the chair and watched quietly.
When he was left alone in the temple again, a brown hemp rope hung down from the tree.
It seemed to be alive. One end of the rope pointed in the direction Huang Huotu left, and then it shook left and right.
"You asked me not to interfere?"
The rope clicked.
Amber smiled slightly: "Although there are many supernatural powers in this world, when the power of reality breaks through the critical point, all ghosts and ghosts are just illusions. This is how one power can defeat ten powers."