"These people who live in the area near the station usually pretend to be kind and honest. Some drive to solicit customers, some open fruit shops and run small businesses, and some open restaurants. They look serious, but they work secretly.

It’s all a matter of killing a thousand cuts.”

"They all have children, why are they so evil-hearted..."

"Pity these girls, these beasts, they deserve to die!"

"What a retribution."

Colleagues around me asked, "But this Yan Qing... is he really that amazing?"

"By the way, where has this person been? Why haven't I seen him?" Xiao Zhang looked around, looking in every interrogation room and lounge, but he didn't see Yan Qing, and he still wanted to ask her for fortune telling.

"I saw her leaving at noon. Apparently she went to set up a stall on the overpass opposite to tell fortunes," someone replied.

"Then I have to go find her and show her to me to see when I can become rich..."

"Shh, be careful if the boss hears it and cuts you off!"

The speaker was unintentional, but the listener sounded thoughtful. An old couple who had just cried looked at each other and left the police station.

At this time, Yan Qing, who was in the midst of their discussion, had already returned to the foot of the overpass, carrying his own cloth banner and maza, smiling at the passers-by.

After what happened yesterday, today, there are many more people asking for fortune telling in front of Yan Qing's stall.

She still followed the old rule and only counted three people. This time she also made a new rule, only those who are destined to be counted.

The uncle selling sweet potatoes next to him saw that Yan Qing had counted three people but still hadn't left. He asked out of curiosity, "Didn't you already count three people today? Why haven't you left yet?"

Yan Qing's eyes were crooked and he said inscrutably, "Don't worry, someone else is coming."

Seeing her mysterious look, the uncle laughed while closing the stall. This little Taoist priest was still being mysterious.

Until the evening, when it was getting dark, an elderly couple looked around and found Yan Qing's stall.

The old man was using a cane and pushing the old woman in a wheelchair.

The old man was dazzled. He let go of the wheelchair, leaned on crutches, and got closer. Only then did he see the person in front of him clearly, and asked, "Little girl, your name is... Yan Qing?"

He spoke slowly, as if unsure.

Yan Qing stood up immediately and helped the old man in front of him, "Grandpa, I am Yan Qing."

After confirming the other party's identity, the old man didn't know how to speak.

Yan Qing smiled and said, "If you have anything to say, just tell me. I'm listening."

"We heard at the police station that it was you who found our granddaughter Jingjing. Thank you..."

"I heard that you can see Jingjing?" the old man asked anxiously.

Yan Qing listened to them quietly, and it became clear that these two people were relatives of one of the female ghosts she had met at the train station before, the Zhou Jing she and Yan Xiuwen were talking about.

Yan Qing: "So what do you think?"

The old man and the old woman looked at each other, and then said the purpose of their trip, "Girl, we just want to see each other quietly..."

"Even if we can't see each other, it would be nice if you could help us with the message..."

"This child has suffered a lot since she was a child. Her parents passed away in a car accident just two years after she was born. The two of us raised her up. She is also sensible and helps with housework. Her grades are also good. She has always been very successful and even passed the exam.

University……"

"Her grandma was sick, so in order to make more money, she went out to do odd jobs. Who knew that something would happen if she left..."

"It's all our fault for not taking good care of her. If I had been more upbeat, old man, she wouldn't have gone out to make money on her own, and nothing would have happened to her..."

As the grandfather spoke, his eyes became sore and he shed tears.

The old lady handed the cloth bag hanging on her body to Yan Qing, "Girl, don't worry, we will pay. I just want to talk to her again, and also want her to know that we are both fine, so that she can feel at ease."

Walk."

Taking the cloth bag, Yan Qing saw at a glance that it was filled with scattered money piled up and tied into dozens and dozens with ropes. The large amounts included fifty, and the small amounts included one yuan and ten cents. Even coins were included.

Quite a few.

The old man added, "I don't know if the money is enough. If it's not enough, tell me, girl, we can make up more money..."

The old lady on the side saw Yan Qing staring at the money. She was afraid that Yan Qing would dislike it, so she quickly explained, "It's all been wiped and it's clean. Don't worry, girl."

Yan Qing smiled and accepted the cloth bag, "That's enough."

The old couple breathed a sigh of relief. In order to find peace and quiet in the past few years, they had been frugal and only had so much money.

…

At night, Yan Qing and the old couple came to the vicinity of the train station. After an explosion and fire, the place had been reduced to ruins and a cordon was raised.

At night, the wind was strong and it was dark. Yan Qing took out a small, copper-colored lamp from his cloth bag and lit it. Although the lamp was small, it illuminated the road around him.

The three of them could feel that the wind was getting stronger and stronger, blowing in their ears. This place was unexpectedly cold in the hot summer.

The light of the lamp swayed under the blowing wind, but it never went out.

Yan Qing suddenly stopped and looked not far away.

The old couple suddenly became nervous, "Girl, are you coming quietly?"

"No, someone is coming."

Yan Qing faintly felt a strange energy gradually approaching...

This energy is so terrifyingly powerful that it directly affects nearby imps, making them afraid to approach.

Even Yan Qing himself felt inexplicably trembling under the pressure of this energy and could not breathe.

Suddenly, a burst of footsteps sounded, approaching from far away. By the light of the fire, Yan Qing could clearly see the figure of the person coming. He was tall and strong, and he was a man. Yan Qing immediately became vigilant.

The man came closer until he stood in front of Yan Qing, "Why are you here?"

The voice was cold, "Don't you know you can't just enter here?"

With the light of the lamp in his hand, Yan Qing saw clearly that the person coming was Yan Xiuwen.

The strange energy suddenly dissipated, and the sense of oppression disappeared. Only then did Yan Qing regain his composure, "I have something to do."

The old couple on the side quickly explained, "Officer Yan, we asked Miss Yan to come with us. We just want to see Jingjing again and say goodbye to Jingjing."

"We will stay for a while. After seeing Jingjing, we will leave immediately so as not to cause any trouble to you."

No one could bear to reject such an elderly and helpless old couple.

Yan Xiuwen looked at Yan Qing, his eyes cold and cold, "Can you really let them see Zhou Jing?"

Yan Qing's voice was neither cold nor hot, but there was confidence in his eyes, "Of course I can."

As she spoke, she took out a piece of talisman paper from her bag, chanted the incantation in her mouth, and quickly threw the talisman paper into the air.

In an instant, a dark wind blew up, and the talisman spontaneously ignited in mid-air, turning into ashes in the blink of an eye.

Just as ashes were scattered from the air, a cold breath approached, and a figure appeared in front of them a few steps away.

The first update is sent today, please use it slowly~

I want the remaining recommendation tickets, monthly tickets and red beans in your hands, hehehe~
Chapter completed!