Wang Jingzhe looked at the demon monk very seriously and said, "You fly around like a 'buzzing' fly, which is very annoying. Do you believe it or not, I will slap you with a slap?"

The ghost gradually became peaceful and shrank in the corner. Wang Jingzhe's body brought him a very terrifying and fearful message, and he wanted to escape but couldn't escape.

"Pa" Wang Jingzhe reached out and popped up a piece of talisman paper and fell over: "Give you a choice, go in and stay. I will examine you later. If you don't agree to follow me, I probably have several methods that will make you feel that being a lonely ghost is a luxury, such as burning your soul bit by bit?"

The ghost suddenly spoke and shouted shrillly: "No, I can't say what you want to ask me. He is too terrible. Will it make me worse than death."

Wang Jingzhe sighed and said, "That's better than being tortured to death by me now. Think about it carefully, whether to follow me..."

"You, you promised to protect me, I, I will follow you."

Wang Jingzhe said lightly: "I can only say that it will make your soul flew away and suffer less."

The demon monk finally couldn't resist this temptation, because for him, he was so excited that he was completely dissipated, which was indeed much more comfortable than suffering.

Wang Jingzhe bent down, reached out to pick up the talisman paper on the ground, put it on his body, turned around and left. At this time, Guo Qianqian, who was still a little trembling on the bed, asked in horror: "Don't you explain it?"

Wang Jingzhe was silent for a while and said, "It's what you saw."

Guo Qianqian was stunned, at a loss. Indeed, the more than ten years of education she had received seemed to have fed dogs all at once. This must be unacceptable. What was the one who had just turned into a wisp of black smoke and crawled into a piece of yellow paper? Is it a ghost? What about this strange Wang Jingzhe? Who is the Taoist priest going down the mountain?

"This, are there really ghosts in this world? No, no, this is feudal superstition, they are all lies," Guo Qianqian said with a dazed expression.

Wang Jingzhe sighed faintly and said with a headache: "It's almost evening and I'm hungry, go down to eat something?"

Wang Jingzhe knew that if she didn't explain it clearly to the policewoman today, she might be unable to withstand the blow and collapsed.

It’s a pretty girl, it’s not good to become a fool, right?

Near Guo Qianqian’s apartment, there is a Sichuan hot pot restaurant. Wang Jingzhe and she came to the store, picked a seat by the window and sat down.

"Sir, are you eating the pot bottom of the red soup or the clear soup?" the waiter asked.

Wang Jingzhe glanced at Guo Qianqian, who was still a little dull, and looked up and said, "It's a clear soup. I've got some heat recently. I feel uncomfortable after eating the red soup. Then I serve me some vegetables, yellow throat, tripe and two plates of meat. I'm here to have a dozen beer bars..."

Guo Qianqian looked at the table blankly, as if trying to digest the things in her head. Wang Jingzhe was not in a hurry to care about her at this time. Some things needed time to be used. He got up and made two small ingredients, sorted them out according to his taste, and put one in front of Guo Qianqian. After the wine came up, he poured two glasses, and Guo Qianqian grabbed the remaining half bottle of wine and leaned over.

Wang Jingzhe didn't care about her. At this time, what policewomen need most is to relax, not to keep it in their hands. That is the best way to eat and drink.

The clear soup hotpot came up. Wang Jingzhe picked up a few slices of meat and put them into the pot, and then put a little bit of tripe and yellow throat. After the pot was opened, the slices of meat floated up. Wang Jingzhe picked up the chopsticks and ate them bit by bit. Guo Qianqian was still drinking wine, one cup after another.

After a while, Wang Jingzhe felt something was wrong as he ate, so he called the waiter over and asked in surprise: "I clearly ordered the bottom of the soup, but why does it feel irritating when I tasted it?"

"That's not possible. You see, this soup is indeed clear soup, there is no pepper at all."

"Hey, it's strange." Wang Jingzhe picked up a piece of tripe and put it into his mouth. After eating, he still felt his lips a little numb, and even his fingers were numb. He said in surprise: "If you don't believe me, try it, it's really numb."

The waiter's eyes suddenly fell on the power cord with the hot pot plugged in. He twitched a few times and said, "Sorry, our hot pot leaked electricity."

Wang Jingzhe: "..."

He also saw that there was a broken piece on the power supply, and his mouth and hands were numb from here.

"Puchi" At this time, Guo Qianqian seemed to react to their words, and the sip of wine she had just drunk was sprayed out.

Wang Jingzhe took out a tissue and handed it over, saying, "Wipe it."

"There is a ghost, is that?"

"Yeah, you saw it"

"How could there be ghosts?"

"How could there be dogs, chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep? How could there be pandas? They might think, how could there be humans? The existence of this world is the truth. Don't ask why, the monk who is the best at Zen may not give you any answers, because existence is the truth."

Guo Qianqian was stunned. It was difficult to understand Wang Jingzhe's words at the beginning, but she was not stupid at first. As she thought about it, she understood one thing: there are all kinds of things in the world, and it is not strange that there are this and that. Why do ghosts be strange? It is just because most people have never seen it before?

"Then, why did he come to me?" Guo Qianqian asked in confusion.

"I'm seducing," Wang Jingzhe frowned, and then said truthfully: "In the dilapidated temple, you and you Captain Pan, three of them dug up those corpses, and they are destined to be entangled by them, but they dare not look for them. Pan Liming is too angry. You happened to have a menstrual period recently, your body is weak and your yin energy is heavy, so who do you want to look for? Yesterday I reminded you that I want you to be more careful, but you definitely won't believe me too much. I just want you to have some idea and have a degree of acceptance."

Guo Qianqian immediately understood and said a little angrily: "Do you use me as bait?"

Wang Jingzhe spread his hands and said, "I just want to solve the case."

"This has something to do with the case..." Guo Qianqian suddenly realized halfway through her words. What does this have to do with the case? Of course it has something to do with the case. She understood how those people died.

Guo Qianqian was silent for a moment and sighed: "How do I need to explain when I go back to the bureau? Who will reply?"
Chapter completed!