Chapter 302: The Widow of the Ghost Master
Although one of the legs was not perfect, Lin Zhi still put it back together.
But the scattered limbs are not complete after all. No matter how the edges of the wound are fitted together, there will always be a gap.
Because of this visual effect, Lian Qing's body does not look like a human, but rather like some kind of oversized BJD doll with a human appearance.
Add another leg, a complete leg from thigh to sole, and the work of art is complete.
Lin Zhi leaned in the ghost's arms and admired the beauty of her late husband. She took her cell phone and went to the bathroom with the light on.
Although he was possessed by Yin Qi, he didn't sweat easily and his body temperature was low, but after a long journey, he would always feel uncomfortable if he didn't take a shower when he got home.
Lin Zhi asked Lian to clean the bathtub and put a tub of warm water in it for a bath.
“Do you have essential oils for bathing at home?”
Lian Qing shook his head and said, "If you want, I can have someone deliver it now."
Lian Qing did not pay much attention to this kind of enjoyment during his lifetime. There were neither bath salts nor essential oils in his home, and the colorless and odorless water was inevitably a bit monotonous.
But it was night now and it was easy for him to go out and act.
He would not do anything like stealing, but now that he is a ghost, he cannot use human money, but he can still call someone to deliver money.
"Never mind, it's troublesome."
Lin Zhi waved his hand, undressed, and lay down in the water.
Although his body felt somewhat tired, his brain was slightly excited due to the Yin energy gathered in his stomach.
Lin Zhi tilted her head: "Do you have cigarettes?"
He wanted to take in some nicotine to calm his overactive mind.
Lian Qing lit a cigarette for him and looked at the scarlet light flickering between the beauty's fingers.
The water was below Lin Zhi's collarbone, and ripples appeared on the surface due to the slight shaking of his feet.
Lin Zhi took a deep breath of the cigarette, raised his head slightly and exhaled.
His beautiful eyebrows and eyes were blurry yet clear in the smoke, relaxed and comfortable.
The bathroom was as dark as usual, and the clouds were so thick tonight that even the moonlight became blurry.
The only source of light was the mobile phone placed on the washstand, which scattered on the ground in a circular shape, making the figure of the young man in the mirror vague.
He looks like a charming water fairy, or a seductive and dangerous ghost.
His slightly bulging belly beneath the water gave him a soft and holy maternal air, with the scent of a husband that was branded to belong to only one person.
Such contradiction and harmony made the only spectator unable to take his eyes away.
This is mine.
Lian Qing kissed Lin Zhi's cheeks and neck from behind with an almost worshipful and possessive look, licking with his cold tongue, leaving wet marks.
Mine, all mine.
The heart that could no longer beat was filled with something invisible, and it achieved an incredible satisfaction in the process of twitching slightly.
Lin Zhi let him kiss her, still smoking the cigarette casually, looking at the infatuated expression on her lover's face with her eyes narrowed.
His fingers trembled unconsciously, and this feeling was even more fascinating than the neuroaddictive nicotine.
He blew smoke onto the ghost's face and licked his bright red lips.
"Do you know what I was thinking when I saw you for the first time?"
"What is it?"
Lian Qing stared at Lin Zhi, eager to know the answer.
He didn't remember all the past events of their acquaintance, acquaintance, and love, but he wanted to know everything that was related, not to mention the first impression that such an important lover had of him.
"I want to do it with you."
Lin Zhi chuckled, leaned her wrist on the bathtub, lighted the cigarette with her fingertips, and flicked the ash.
As an adult, or even a young person who has been an adult for a long time, Lin Zhi has never shied away from this idea.
There is nothing shameful about this; it is an expression of one's true self. Lin Zhi is very picky, so the person who can ignite his thoughts must be someone who meets his aesthetic standards and provokes his nerves.
It was not a specific type of appearance. Lin Zhi did not have feelings for Mingyao because of his face, but because of Mingyao's temperament, or the way Mingyao looked at him, mixed with some indescribable things, which contributed to the heartbeat at that moment.
Then the lover maintains this heartbeat with love and allows it to continue to this day.
This confession made Lian Qing completely unable to resist. His ghost energy surged uncontrollably, and the wind blowing outside the window seemed to become sharp.
It was summer, but the temperature around was so cold that it made people shiver.
Lin Zhi remained calm about the turmoil she had created. She waved to Lian Qing and crushed the cigarette on the back of his hand.
The fire and the ghost entity came into contact, making a slight sizzling sound. The scar quickly disappeared without a trace, and the smoke fell on the wet ground, becoming an existence that no one cared about.
Lin Zhi opened her eyes, which seemed soft and harmless to others, and kissed her dead lover.
There are many coincidences in this world, but not every outcome is bad.
Lin Zhi murmured unconsciously: "Watch your stomach."
However, in reality, it will have no impact anyway.
It is narrow and damp, icy and chilly, hot and sticky, with the environment and people intertwined and the sound of water sloshing.
The water in the bathtub overflowed the edge, hung along the wall, and dripped at some point.
Tick.
…………
Tick.
Qian Mengyuan opened his eyes unable to bear it any longer and got up from the bed.
Wu Zhengrong, who was sleeping next to him, asked dazedly, "What happened?"
"Didn't you hear the dripping faucet? Didn't you close the faucet properly when you washed your hands?"
Qian Mengyuan has been working overtime these days and has become a little nervous. He is already annoyed by making and revising plans, and he can't sleep well at night.
She's already grown up, do I still need her to teach me how to turn off the faucet?
Wu Zhengrong was so angry at his wife that he dared not say anything. He turned off the faucet and didn't hear any sound.
It's strange to say, he had been scolded for two nights because of this matter. When he went to check yesterday, nothing happened. When he came back, his wife was asleep and he didn't wake her up. Today, in order to avoid this situation, he made a special check before going to bed at night.
"I really turned it off. Besides, this faucet is not the old-fashioned one that needs to be turned. Even if it is not turned off properly, it will not make a dripping sound. It should make a splashing sound."
Qian Mengyuan thought it made sense, but as soon as she lay down, she couldn't fall asleep because of the sound of water.
Wu Zhengrong: "Also, there wasn't that kind of sound yesterday. I was out and everything was shut down. Are you under too much pressure from working overtime recently, so you're hallucinating?"
Qian Mengyuan said worriedly: "Maybe, then I'll put on some soothing music and go to sleep."
The music software started playing music. Qian Mengyuan lay there with his eyes closed and yawned.
Tick.
Tick.
Qian Mengyuan opened his eyes again, turned on the light, got out of bed and put on his shoes.
No, she still had to check it out herself.
Wu Zhengrong was forced to sit up and looked at his wife's back helplessly.
Not long after, he heard his wife's scream, and was so scared that he ran out without even bothering to put on his shoes.
"Wife, what's wrong?"
His wife was standing in the corridor in her pajamas, looking in a certain direction with lingering fear. Wu Zhengrong held her and looked over there.
"Wu Yutong! What time is it? Why aren't you sleeping yet? Why are you standing here holding the baby?"
A little girl of seven or eight years old stood at the door of the room holding a six-point BJD, looking at her parents with some fear.
Wu Yutong touched the doll's hair and said, "Mom, Xiaoyu is crying."
Qian Mengyuan patted her chest and walked away. Of course, she would not believe what the child said about the doll crying, and thought her daughter was just having a nightmare.
"If Xiaoyu cries, you must comfort her. But it's very late now. Go to bed quickly. You have classes tomorrow."
Qian Mengyuan touched her daughter's hair and told her to go to bed quickly.
This exquisite doll was not bought by them for their daughter, but was picked up from the top of a trash can when they passed by the community three years ago.
The doll was thrown there and was not dirty. Her daughter liked it very much when she saw it. Qian Mengyuan knew that this thing must be worth a lot of money, so she took it back at her daughter's request, changed the doll's clothes, wiped it clean, and disinfected it with alcohol several times before she put it next to her daughter.
My daughter, who was only four years old at that time, said that the doll was her younger sister, she was Da Yu, and the doll was Xiao Yu.
Qian Mengyuan also likes this beautiful doll very much and often makes clothes for the doll with her daughter.
After coaxing her daughter into her room to sleep, she closed the door.
Qian Mengyuan looked at Wu Zhengrong and said, "It feels quite cool in the room. Did you set the timer for the air conditioner?"
“It’s set.”
After being interrupted by her daughter's affairs, Qian Mengyuan did not forget to check the faucets at home. Only after confirming that there was no problem anywhere did she return to her room.
This time, there was no annoying sound of water in her ears, making her wonder if she was really hallucinating.
Perhaps because of what her daughter said before going to bed, she didn’t sleep well and her dreams were filled with crying dolls.
As she cried, her tears turned into blood, which looked like a human face. It was terrifying and Qian Mengyuan woke up in fright.
Fortunately, it was time to send his daughter to school. Qian Mengyuan knocked on his daughter's door and went to wash up, yawning.
Wu Yutong rubbed her eyes and got up. She saw something red on the baby's face beside the pillow. Confused, she took a tissue and wiped it clean. At her mother's urging, she left the room to brush her teeth and wash her face.
When she left the room, she did not notice that the doll lying quietly on the bed suddenly moved its eyes and tears of blood flowed from its eye sockets again.
Qian Mengyuan dragged her tired body home from get off work. She didn't get enough rest in the first place, and the repetitive and useless work made her head ache.
According to the previous time, her husband should have had dinner with his daughter and left some food for her at this time, but when she opened the door and went home to change her shoes, she could still hear the sound of her husband cooking.
The dining table was empty, with no signs of a meal being eaten.
Qian Mengyuan rubbed his temples and asked, "Haven't you eaten yet?"
Wu Yutong sobbed and said, "Mom, Xiaoyu is gone."
Qian Mengyuan raised her voice unconsciously: "Gone? How could she be gone? Did you take her to school?"
Wu Yutong shook her head: "No, I didn't bring it."
Wu Zhengrong brought out the dishes and said, "We haven't eaten yet. As soon as she came back, she said the doll was missing. We searched the whole house but couldn't find it. That's why we were late."
"It's very strange. The doll can't move. If it wasn't taken away, there's no way it could have left her room or this house."
Qian Mengyuan was puzzled. She looked at her daughter, wondering if she lied to avoid being scolded. But she also felt that her daughter was not that kind of person. She loved the baby so much. If it was lost outside, she would definitely be anxious to look for it outside.
Qian Mengyuan was really hungry, so he said, "Forget it, let's eat first. After you finish eating, mom and dad will help you find it."
Wu Yutong was thinking about looking for the doll after dinner, so she ate very quickly.
Qian Mengyuan was eating when he heard a knock on the door.
Wu Zhengrong raised his voice and asked, "Who is it?"
"Hello, police, please open the door."
police?
Qian Mengyuan and Wu Zhengrong looked at each other, seeing the same confusion and doubt on their partners' faces, and put down their bowls and chopsticks and walked towards the door.
"Hello, police, your house is suspected to have been planted with unknown chemicals by antisocial elements. Now for your safety, we have to conduct a check on your house."
Employees from the Special Branch wore police uniforms and flashed their ID cards for careful inspection.
When Qian Mengyuan and Wu Zhengrong heard this, they were so shocked that they quickly took their daughter's hand and walked out.
Wu Yutong looked at the cat squatting on the shoulder of a sister and called out, "Mimi."
Qian Mengyuan followed the line of sight and saw only a girl. He asked inexplicably, "Where are the breasts?"
"Just... eh? Gone?"
Wu Yutong rubbed her eyes. She clearly saw a cat just now.
Shuang Ling smiled at her. It seemed that this little girl was very inspired, so Uncle San had to cover it up carefully.
Lin Zhi walked in with his people and looked for what he wanted in the children's room.
Gu Xing and his team lifted the bed and pressed it against the wall, exposing the situation under the bed to everyone.
A human leg, with rotten flesh sticking to it, and under the rotten flesh was a BJD doll, half of its body had been eaten away.
Gu Xing murmured: "No wonder, it turns out to be like this."
They had already obtained the information before coming here.
Lian Qing's last limbs fell into the hands of a family of three, but unlike other frequent abnormalities, this place was dealt with last because it was the most peaceful.
The division personnel who were on duty nearby did not sense any special magnetic field here, and there were no haunted incidents in this family's home.
By now, Lin Zhi, Gu Xing and the others understood why they had been safe until now. It turned out that they were protected by something.
Gu Xing: "It should be that the object has cultivated a spirit to protect its master, but this spirit is quite powerful."
Everyone agrees with this view, and there are many cases of such objects developing spiritual consciousness.
The more a person-like an object is and the more emotions it carries with it, the greater the chance that it will give birth to a soul.
"No, it's not a spirit inside."
"There is a person inside, or a living soul whose life span has not yet ended."
Lin Zhi listened to the ghost whispering in his ear, which was like a bolt of thunder in everyone's mind.
Gu Xing widened his eyes in surprise and his expression became serious.
"It's not a problem of your level, it's just that he is in a better state now and can recognize these things more easily."
Lian Qing did not criticize Gu Xing, so Lin Zhi saved his face. After all, Gu Xing was now the head of the operations team of the Special Department and he had so many subordinates here.
Gu Xing looked at Lin Zhi, nodded slightly to him as a thank you, and then went back to work.
"Since it is a living soul, we cannot use the previous method to deal with it."
They originally planned to take the seal away together, because the demon was now stuck with the doll's spirit, but they couldn't do that if there was a person inside.
The current situation is equivalent to the criminals taking a hostage. They must pay attention to the safety of the hostage and try their best to rescue her.
Shuangling: "Should we recover her body and get her soul back into her body first?"
Gu Xing nodded: "That's right, but in this case, the demon will definitely be taken into her body, which will be a new trouble."
The souls of ordinary people are much more fragile than the consciousness of the demon. If they take action against the demon, it will inevitably affect the living soul. I am afraid that her soul will not be able to bear it first, so they have to move it into the body and wait and see.
But how could the soul of a person whose life span had not yet ended be attached to a doll?
Lin Zhi: "It doesn't matter. When the soul returns to its place, he will peel it off."
Ghosts and immortals have different paths, so Lian Qing couldn't help much last time. But this time is different. No one is better than Lian Qing in the field of souls.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, this is the best thing.
After all the things were collected and sealed, they left the room and let the family of three in.
"The situation now is a little special. Do you have a doll wearing a blue dress at home?"
"It's Xiaoyu! Have you seen her? We can't find her."
Wu Yutong came out from behind her mother and said anxiously.
Lin Zhi gave a positive answer and said, "We found it, but it is now integrated with dangerous objects. We need to find its production shop to find out its material and use targeted chemicals to clean it."
They have to figure out where this soul came from and why it appeared in the doll's body before they can find her body.
The living soul is currently in an unknown state and cannot express anything, so they can only start from the baby.
Qian Mengyuan shook her head: "We don't know either. I didn't buy her. We found her in the community trash can three years ago."
These words made the people in the special department feel depressed. This soul had been away from the body for three years, and it was unknown whether the body was still there.
Qian Mengyuan asked her the question that concerned her most: "Has the unknown chemical in our home been dealt with? Are we safe now?"
She breathed a sigh of relief when the police nodded.
"In that case..."
If you don’t want that contaminated doll, just throw it away.
"Mom, Xiaoyu is my sister. We must find a way to save her."
Even though Wu Yutong knew that the doll would not become a human's sister, Xiaoyu had been with her for so long and was already very important to her.
"Baby, otherwise mom will buy you a new one. The things Xiaoyu has on her may be dangerous to you."
"Yeah, Daddy will take you to see the new one, okay?"
This kind of chemical stuff sounds scary and makes them think of toxic waste. It is still unclear whether it can be cleaned up now. What if there are any chemical residues that are harmful to the children's health?
The couple looked at each other and decided to grit their teeth and buy it for their child even though such a doll toy would be a bit of a burden for them.
Shuang Ling seemed to be hesitant to speak, but still said nothing.
This is the professional ethics they must abide by and they are not allowed to disclose any inside information.
For ordinary people, it is much easier to accept that a doll was damaged by dangerous objects thrown by antisocial elements in their home than to accept the fact that the house is haunted and there is a person inside the doll who tried to save them.
"No! Xiaoyu is Xiaoyu! No one can replace her!"
Wu Yutong ran into the room crying. Qian Mengyuan and Wu Zhengrong thought she was having a tantrum and smiled bitterly at the policemen helplessly.
"Officer, just take him away and deal with him..."
The sound of "tat tat" was the sound of Wu Yutong running out of the room in slippers.
"Uncle police, please save Xiaoyu. I will give you all my money. I will have a lot of money. I can save two dollars of pocket money every day."
Wu Yutong held a rabbit piggy bank and handed it to Lin Zhi, looking at him pleadingly.
Tick.
Tick.
It's the sound of water droplets falling to the ground.
"Xiaoyu, don't cry. I will definitely let the police uncles and police sisters clean you up."
Lin Zhi bent down and touched the girl's hair, and whispered, "We will."
Qian Mengyuan opened his mouth and said, "Thank you for your help, police comrades."
After the guests left the house, it became somewhat deserted.
Qian Mengyuan looked at her daughter whose eyes were swollen from crying, put the piggy bank she was holding aside, and kicked her husband who had been silent since then and only looked down at his phone.
"Wife, I looked at the store and couldn't tell which brand Xiaoyu's doll was. I saw a review saying that I could post on a platform or something like that to ask. We have a lot of photos, so maybe we can ask the manufacturer and it might be easier to get it."
Wu Zhengrong moved closer to Qian Mengyuan and asked her to look at her phone.
“It seems so.”
Qian Mengyuan took it and looked at it carefully, then took out his mobile phone and opened his exclusive photo album.
Wu Yutong pursed her lips and smiled, "That's great, Xiaoyu. We will all wait for you to come home after taking a shower."
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