Author: Looking at the beauty after crossing the water
Chapter 8 Relics
"Didi didi..."
When the police car stopped at the entrance of the massage parlor, the aunts on the street had already picked up melon seeds and gathered around her.
But when they discovered that the police car was only sending Zhang Yi out of the car and had no intention of further searching inside, they all left in disappointment.
"Thank you very much. If it weren't for you, it would be difficult to find this victim."
"This is the obligation of every law-abiding citizen."
Zhang Yi straightened his back: "If there is anything you need to cooperate with later, I will be on call."
Seeing Zhang Yi's cooperation, the police officers who sent him back were surprised.
"Well, there should be no problem. After all, this is not a criminal case. The identity of the victim can basically be determined."
The police officer sitting in the passenger seat took out his mobile phone: "Add a WeChat account so that if the other party's family wants to come and thank you, we can contact you."
"Okay." Zhang Yi took out his mobile phone.
"What's your last name?"
"The surname is Zhang, Zhang Yi."
"My surname is Wu." After Officer Wu finished speaking, he remembered something, "Although you discovered the body today, it is the rainy season recently, so don't go to the river alone to play."
"I just went for a walk, I don't go often." Zhang Yi said.
"Just pay attention to your safety."
"Okay, I remember."
"Well, bye."
After waving goodbye to Officer Wu, Zhang Yi watched the police car leave the alley, turned around and walked into the massage parlor behind him.
"jingle,"
As soon as he entered the door, he saw Uncle Zeng sitting on a chair, reading the newspaper with his head down. When Zhang Yi came back, he looked up and glanced at the thermos cup in his hand.
"Next time you go out, don't take my cup."
"Oh, let me brush it for you."
"No, I'm in a hurry, that's all."
As he spoke, Uncle Zeng stepped forward and grabbed the thermos cup from Zhang Yi's hand before heading out. He had an appointment with the eldest sister of the Wang family to dance in the square today.
broken!
Zhang Yi quickly stopped Uncle Zeng who was about to leave.
"Uncle Zeng, the water inside is cold. Let me add some hot water for you."
Uncle Zeng opened the thermos cup, took a look at the water inside, put it in front of his nose and smelled it a few times, then frowned.
He poured all the water into the flower pot on the side and shook the cup: "Okay, if you drink it, you won't get sick."
Seeing all the water poured into the flowerpot, Zhang Yi was stunned.
"Law and order has been bad recently, so you should lock the door when you go to bed at night."
"Oh well."
"jingle."
After the door was closed, Zhang Yi was stunned for a few seconds, then walked to the flower pot and called softly: "Dai Moli? Dai...?"
"Am I here?"
Dai Moli's voice suddenly came from behind.
Zhang Yi looked back and found that Dai Moli was standing behind him at some unknown moment.
"It's okay. When did you get out of the water glass?"
"I'm not a human being. Water is just a temporary carrier. As long as it's not flushed down the toilet, it won't have any impact on me."
He is a ghost, not a human being, so he should have some ability.
This also aroused his curiosity.
"Is this your ability? Are there any other abilities?"
Zhang Yi stared at Dai Moli and asked.
I remember it was mentioned in the account book that Dai Moli seems to have two abilities.
"As long as the water I have come into contact with is within a certain range, I can transfer it, but not the flowing water. Other than that, I can control the water."
"Control water? Is it like Bai Suzhen?"
Dai Moli said nothing, picked up the water glass from the side, put a glass of water on the table, and then waved her fingers gently.
Zhang Yi opened his eyes wide, afraid of missing any detail.
As a result, the water in the water glass only stirred a few times and made a vortex.
"No more?"
"No more."
"That's it?"
"What if?"
"I think I can do it too!"
Zhang Yi smashed the table and pointed at the splash from the water glass: "I'm better than you."
Dai Moli rolled her eyes at Zhang Yi. This time she took a deep breath and flicked her fingers on the water drops scattered on the table. The water drops returned to the water glass again. She tapped the cup again with her fingers.
The water actually solidified into ice.
"call!"
Dai Moli let out a long breath, obviously it took a lot of energy to achieve this level: "You try?"
Zhang Yi pretended not to notice and patted his belly: "Are you hungry? I'll order takeout. What do you want to eat?"
"Don't change the subject!"
“How about braised chicken?”
"No matter what, I can't eat it either."
"Oh, by the way, there are some incense candles, do you want to try them?"
"Are you talking about the ones on the altar table?" Dai Moli looked at the shrine behind her.
The shrine looked like an ordinary thing at first glance, and she was instinctively afraid, not to mention the incense and candle offerings on it.
"What are you afraid of? I'll treat you and you can eat whatever you want. As my employee, you still have these benefits."
"real?"
"certainly."
Zhang Yi walked to the shrine, took out an incense candle, lit it for Dai Moli, and picked up his phone to order a rice bowl for himself.
The misty green smoke was breathed into Dai Moli's mouth and nose.
The effect of incense candles is much better than Zhang Yi thought.
After smoking the incense candle, her face became much more vivid. The swelling and scars on her pale face disappeared, and bloodshot eyes appeared on her pale face.
Dai Moli only drank less than two-thirds of it, but she felt a strong sense of fullness, and couldn't eat the rest.
In line with the principle of not wasting, Zhang Yi inserted the remaining third into the incense burner.
"How does it taste?"
Zhang Yi asked while eating the rice bowl that was just delivered.
“The taste is okay, but a bit bland.”
"If you like it, I will pack it for you when you leave in the future." Zhang Yi said with a smile.
"Let's go? Where are we going?" Dai Moli looked at him.
"Leave here." Zhang Yi added immediately, "But first, we need to find out what's going on."
I have encountered too many unexplainable things in the past two days, including Dai Moli in front of me and the account books that appeared out of thin air.
If he doesn't understand these things, he doesn't dare to go out at will now.
This time there was Dai Moli, what about next time??
Zhang Yi can't guarantee that he will be so lucky every time, let alone hope that he will encounter any female ghosts like Lilac, Lily, Tieguanyin, etc. to save him later.
So the most important thing right now is to first figure out what is going on.
In fact, the easiest way is to ask Uncle Zeng.
But Uncle Zeng gave him a very unreliable feeling.
Thinking of this, Zhang Yi looked at the coffin on the altar table. There was a box next to the coffin.
Zhang Yi took down the box and put it on the table.
"Click!"
When the box was opened, what came into view was the bright red property certificate and the business license of the store.
Zhang Yi put these two things aside, and there were a lot of messy things underneath.
At the bottom of the box, Zhang Yi found a letter.
[My son, Zhang Yi personally greets me]
Looking at the writing on it, Zhang Yi frowned.
"Forget it, it's important to save your life!"
He tore open the envelope, took out the letter paper inside, unfolded it, and found only four words on it.
"If you leave the city, you will die!"
"Hiss!! You..."
Zhang Yi suppressed his anger and calmed down.
The four words in the envelope said nothing, but they seemed to say everything.
As long as you leave City L, you will inevitably encounter danger. Can you be safe if you stay in City L?
Not necessarily.
But now it seems that it is better to stay in the store.
"Eh!"
Dai Moli also came over and looked at the sundries in the box, her face full of curiosity.
She pointed to the small box in the corner of the box: "There is something in that box."
"How do you know?"
"It feels like there is something strange in the box, but I don't know what it is."
Zhang Yi took out the box and opened it. Inside was an iron plate the size of a thumb.
On the front of the iron plate is a green-faced evil spirit head with fangs and an open mouth, but on the back is a dead tree without leaves.
The brand is not big and can be worn around the neck like a pendant.
"It looks pretty normal, just a pendant tag, nothing special?"
He handed the pendant to Dai Moli, asking her to help him see what was special about it.
Dai Moli stretched out her hand to pick it up, but when her hand touched the tag, she suddenly screamed and threw the tag to the ground.
"What's wrong?"
Zhang Yi was a little surprised by the sudden change.
"fine."
Dai Moli covered her little hands, feeling like they were being burned.
First he helped Dai Moli up, and then he took the tag in his hand.
It doesn't feel any different. The material is like copper, and it will look a little red under the light, but if you look closely, the workmanship is quite exquisite.
However, since Dai Moli did not dare to touch this brand, it means that this brand may be a little lethal to ghosts, and maybe wearing it on the body can keep her safe.
Zhang Yi hung the pendant around his neck and stuffed it into his clothes. It felt cold and nothing special.
Wear it first, even just for peace of mind.
He didn't want to inherit this shop and the so-called inheritance, but his life was more important, and he didn't care so much.
"Ding bell, jingle bell."
At this time, the glass door was pushed open. Zhang Yi thought it was Uncle Zeng who had returned. He stood up and took a look, only to find that it was not Uncle Zeng, but a middle-aged man.
The other person lowered his head and stood at the door.
"I want a massage."
"It's not open yet, the master is not here, please come back later."
Zhang Yi saw that the other party was here for a massage, so he made some polite remarks.
However, at this moment, the man suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Zhang Yi's wrist. He raised his head, and a touch of dark red blood overflowed down the man's forehead. He stared at Zhang Yi with red eyes: "My head hurts so much. My head hurts."
