Ghost husband and domineering: waiting for you to be reincarnated

Chapter 318 I know what you are thinking

The first object of suspicion is of course Jia Shixin.After all, the reason why I followed the security guard was to find out Jia Shixin's whereabouts.

But looking at the tone of this uncle when he spoke, I always felt that he was not Jia Shixin.

Jia Shixin is very similar to Qin Lin, the kind of person with a strong aura, which also means that it is difficult for anyone who has met him to admit his mistake.

He gave me the feeling that he was like a snake hiding in the dark, a vicious and cold killer.But the one possessing the body of the doorman at this moment is obviously not such a person.

In comparison, there is no such sharp feeling, but the words are quite irritating.

The most important point is that being able to possess other people is the ability of a grieving ghost.Jia Shixin is obviously a living person, so he shouldn't be able to do this kind of thing... right...?
"Who are you?" I really couldn't figure it out.

That person has lost interest in talking to me and left directly. '

I saw a jet of black air flying out from the guard's head, and then he fell limply on the chair.

Generally speaking, being possessed by a ghost consumes a lot of energy, especially for an old man like him, it is very common for him to pass out after being possessed.

I thought about it, the security guard might be very difficult to save, but the grieving ghost didn't seem to intend to start a killing spree, whether it was me or the guard, he didn't seem to have much interest in it, so he just left.

I had no choice but to move the guard to his guard room. There was a bed and some daily necessities in it. It can be seen that he usually lives here.

"Sorry, I got involved with you." I said to the unconscious uncle.

Although it will not die, but if it is possessed at this age, I am afraid it will be seriously ill.

After thinking about it, I left one of the medicine Qin Lin gave me on the table, and wrote a note telling him to take it.

Qin Lin will eat this food for me when I go to the underworld, saying that I am still a living person after all, and I cannot be infested by the resentment of Yin marriage for a long time, otherwise I will be weak.

I think the function of this pill is probably to protect people from the intrusion of Yin Qi, and it is suitable for this uncle.

After leaving the medicine, I came out of the guard room, wondering if I should go upstairs to have a look.

The man has gone, and I can't hear the man's voice again. It is very likely that he has been murdered.

I couldn't save him in the end, and I didn't get any useful information.And if I go up at this time, maybe the police who come to check the scene will find out that I have been there.

To be honest, if I have something to do with dead people like this, I'm afraid even I myself will start to wonder if I killed these people, let alone the police uncle.

So thinking rationally, it is more correct not to go upstairs, but what if the murderer also left any clues at the scene?Am I going to miss it? !

"Little girl, wait a moment!"

Just when I was in trouble, a call came from the guard room behind me.

I froze for a moment, and looked back in surprise, only to find that the doorman who had fainted had already sat up.

This recovery speed...is he really an old man?

"Little girl, don't look at me with that expression, I know what you're thinking." The uncle jumped off the bed with a vigorous posture, which was completely different from when he asked me slowly who I was looking for just now.

I looked at him and took two steps back, "What am I thinking?"

Could it be that the resentful ghost didn't leave at all, but was still on him?But it seems obvious that the grieving ghost is stronger than me, so there's no need to act like this, right?

The uncle said, "You're thinking, how can a bad old man like me wake up so quickly after being possessed by a grieving ghost."

I was really a little surprised now, staring at him, not understanding what he was going to say.Moreover, he actually knew what happened just now?
Although the doorman was talking, he didn't stop the movement of his hands. He bent down and took out a box from under his scruffy-looking bed.

"Don't be afraid." He held the wooden box in his hand and turned on the light. "The reason is very simple, because I am also a Taoist priest."

What?
I looked at him incredulously, he is also a Taoist priest?I looked him up and down, Taoist priests are doing so badly these days, they are here to guard the door for others.

And most importantly, as a Taoist priest, he was actually possessed by a grieving ghost. This is the real half-baked Taoist priest, right?He actually doubted me just now!

"Well...don't look at me like that, I know what you're thinking." The uncle said again.

I sweat, "What am I thinking?"

The uncle said, "You are thinking, what kind of Taoist priest is he who will be possessed by a resentful ghost? No wonder he is here to guard the door."

...was half right.I don't think his age is unreliable. After getting to know Yin Wushuang, I have fully understood that the age of Taoist priests is not always directly proportional to their abilities.

Although I did think so before.

"You are a Taoist priest, so why..." Why didn't you feel the complaining ghost just now, why didn't you go to save others?
The uncle looked at me, then at the direction where the man was crying, and then his eyes fell on me again.

I don't know why, and I was thinking about what he was looking at, but I didn't want him to suddenly take out a handful of white powder from the box, and then threw it on my face.

I will go to your uncle!Isn't this some poisonous powder?Could it be that the complaining ghost still didn't leave? !

I was so scared that I quickly stepped back a few steps, and then bounced and patted down the powder on my body.

But... this thing doesn't seem to have any effect?
"Little girl, don't be afraid, this is glutinous rice flour."

Just as I was in a hurry, the uncle spoke again.

I felt annoyed and funny when I heard it, but I couldn't get angry with this seventy-year-old face. "Why did you sprinkle glutinous rice flour all over my face?"

The uncle looked at me, apologetic, and said, "Little girl, you are so dark that you don't look like a living person. I have to let it go."

I:"……"

So when he talked to me so calmly just now, he actually regarded me as an accomplice of ghosts, and planned to find a chance to take me in?

I felt a sudden chill in my heart.

The uncle said, "Little girl, I know you..."

"You know what I'm thinking, don't you?" I interrupted, his catchphrase was too overwhelming to complain about, "Now that you know it, there's no need to say more. My name is Bai Xiaoxi, don't keep calling me a little girl."

That sounds awkward, hey!Why does Mao have the feeling that this guy is an old rascal!

"Little girl, I'm not an old rascal." The uncle said seriously.

(End of this chapter)