Chapter 383: Picking up the Yang Soul and Calling the Soul Out of the Body
After returning to the human world and continuing the mission, Meng Fuling sat in the car and wondered whether she should call Qin Muchen.
Maybe he didn't even care about my leaving and was being a little self-indulgent.
When I logged back into the live broadcast room, I found that the entire backstage was about to explode.
A bunch of fans left messages in it, and many of the messages were drowned out by the news.
What's going on? My blogger has retired? I've been following him for a long time.
The Master's mission in the human world was complete, and she left us behind in such a grand manner, turning back to the underworld.
[It's over. Without the Master's live broadcast, I feel like my life has lost all its light.]
"Master, you're so cruel. Are you just going to leave like this? If you don't want us anymore, then you don't want the Third Master either."
[Alas, humans and ghosts have different paths. I feel like I've been abandoned. My heart is so cold.]
Looking at everyone's messages, Meng Fuling felt inexplicably happy in her heart.
Because of her departure, the number of fans dropped a lot, with hundreds of thousands disappearing every day.
But in just over a week, the number of fans has decreased by more than two million.
She never thought that so many people in the world would pay attention to her. She never felt this way before the factory.
She should also tell her fans that she is back, so she logged into the live broadcast room.
I saw her avatar light up and then she entered the live video.
The live broadcast room, which was quiet a second ago, suddenly exploded, and all kinds of news came one after another.
Many people didn't believe it until they saw her face appear on the screen.
[Ah, what did I see? Is this my master? Am I seeing things?]
[That's right, this face is definitely a master's. He didn't just retire and return to the underworld, but he actually appeared.]
[Ah, I can't take it anymore. I'm about to burst into tears. Master, you're finally back. I missed you so much.]
[What's going on? I came in right after seeing the prompt, and tears welled up when I saw the master's face.]
"No, didn't the master go back to the underworld? Tell me, are you pretending to be my master?"
These fans were still very outspoken. Meng Fuling said calmly, "It's me. I'm back!"
Now the fans were all excited and started telling each other.
The number of fans who had run away before started to increase rapidly in an instant.
"Because there's a problem with the ingredients of Mengpo Soup, I will continue to carry out my mission in Renjian."
Wen Xiaoli heard this and couldn't help but feel happy and secretly delighted.
I hope she will never find the ingredients, so she can stay in the world.
The car slowly headed towards the villa area in Beijing, and Wen Xiaoli explained the situation to her in detail.
"The man of this villa developed a condition three days ago and is unconscious."
"The last time I came, he was just walking around like a ghost and not talking."
"Because you returned to the underworld, the matter of the reporter has been put on hold."
As he spoke, the police car stopped in front of the villa.
'Ding Dong!' the doorbell rang.
After a while, a woman in her thirties opened the door with an unpleasant expression: "Who is it?"
When he saw it was Wen Xiaoli, his eyes flickered: "Officer Wen, you're finally here?"
"Yes!" Wen Xiaoli nodded: "Ms. Wang, I brought the master with me this time."
She glanced at Meng Fuling who was standing at the door, and there seemed to be a hint of disappointment in her eyes.
Is such a young girl really a master? But since she was brought by Wen Xiaoli, no one said much.
Soon she opened the door: "Two officers, come in first!"
The villa is quite big, with two floors, and she is the only one in such a big house.
There are surveillance cameras installed in every corner of the villa, and there is a chill in the air.
"Let me take you to see my husband first!" Her eyes were bloodshot.
Judging from his condition, he probably hasn't slept well for a long time and is in a state of emotional breakdown.
Wang Fang brought two people to the master bedroom on the second floor, where a man was lying on the bed.
The man closed his eyes tightly and did not move. The stubble on his face looked like it had not been trimmed for a long time.
"I'm really at my wit's end. I don't know what to do!"
Wang Fang covered her face and started crying: "He has been like this for several days. I don't know when he will wake up."
"Master, can you tell me what happened to him?"
Meng Fuling walked up to the man and gently placed her fingers on his forehead.
"I see!" She withdrew her hand: "Someone called him away."
"Because his soul has left his body so many times, he is mentally unstable."
"It's been like this for three days, right?" She accurately stated the situation as soon as she opened her mouth.
"Yes, it's been three days!" Wang Fang clenched her hands nervously. "So, who called his soul?"
Meng Fuling looked around the room and asked, "Has anyone in your family died recently?"
Hearing this, Wang Fang opened her eyes in astonishment: "You, how did you know?"
Talking about this, she felt even more uneasy: "My husband's grandmother died."
As she spoke, she took out the tablet computer, because one or two sentences were not clear: "Master, take a look for yourself!"
As he spoke, he clicked on the surveillance video from a week ago. The time was twelve o'clock in the evening.
Because the villa is too big and there are elderly people at home, we installed surveillance cameras.
A white-haired old man was standing in front of the window of the living room on the first floor, shaking his body and raising his head.
She opened her mouth wide and swallowed the air in big gulps, as if she was eating something.
The belly bulged in a very strange way, as if it was possessed.
"What is she doing?" Wen Xiaoli was confused. "Does she have any illness?"
"No, grandma has always been in good health, but she accidentally fell last month."
"After lying in the hospital for half a month, we took her home, but her health was getting worse."
"She's dead!" Meng Fuling responded coldly: "She's a dead person!"
"What? A dead person?" Wang Fang couldn't believe it and swallowed nervously.
Wen Xiaoli couldn't understand: "Since she is dead, then, why is she so weird?"
Meng Fuling raised her hand and made a gesture, and the next second she saw many strange pictures on the screen.
She saw many white shadows around the old man, and she caught them and swallowed them into her mouth.
"What is this?" The two men felt a chill on their backs.
"This is her residual soul!" Meng Fuling pointed at the floating white shadows: "She is picking up the yang soul."
"The dead absorb the soul that has left their body into their body just to live a few more days."
So at this time, grandma was actually already dead, she just wanted to prolong her life.
At this moment, a figure appeared on the screen.
It was the man who came downstairs to look for midnight snacks after working overtime in the middle of the night, Wang Fang’s husband Qiao Rui.
He thought grandma's behavior was strange, so he walked over and patted her: "Grandma, what are you doing?"
"It's so late and you're not sleeping. Go back and get some rest!"
He cared without knowing it, but the next second grandma turned around and looked at her.
Then, with a loud 'bang', the whole person fell straight to the ground.
Frightened, Qiao Rui rushed over to check and found that the person was dead. He was so scared that he called 120.
At this moment, a white soul was seen coming out of grandma's body on the screen.
He stood straight beside the corpse, staring at Qiao Rui with a pair of cold eyes full of hatred.
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