"Crazy? What does crazy mean?" I asked in surprise.
"He was the only one who survived the day of the accident. Later, in order to find a way to break the soul's imprisonment, I went to him and found out that his name was Wang Daqing. But when I saw him, I found that he was unconscious and could only force himself
Take care of yourself…”
After saying this, the female ghost seemed to realize something, raised her head and stared at me closely, and then said:
"Are you suspicious of that Wang Daqing..."
I nodded and muttered:
"Yes, to put it bluntly, on the day when the people in this car died, their grievances must be settled on the head of the driver Wang Daqing. You also said just now that the souls of these people were on the river bank the night they died.
Wandering, as if looking for something, I guess they must be looking for Wang Daqing’s body and ghost..."
"Coincidentally, only Wang Daqing survived. This group of ghosts could not find his body and soul, so they were unwilling to do so, so they stayed here just to see Wang Daqing's death..."
"This will inevitably generate great resentment and obsession, and this obsession will form a prison that binds them. You are a ghost, you should understand this..."
The female ghost nodded faintly,
"But that Wang Daqing has gone crazy. In this case, is there anything you can do..."
I shook my head,
"It's hard to say. We have to see him first."
I looked at the time and saw that it was already midnight. I turned around and asked the female ghost,
"Take me to Wang Daqing now!"
"Then you have to help me take off the straw hat on my head first." The female ghost looked at me with burning eyes and said.
I glanced at her suspiciously, and seeing her tight and exquisite body, I quickly looked away and said with a smile:
"I would like to believe in beautiful women, but beautiful female ghosts... I really can't believe it, not to mention you are so powerful. What if I take off my hat and you run away or come to me for help?"
"Don't worry, I'm not as despicable as you, and I won't use dirty tricks!"
"I've seen your dirty tricks once or twice, and I've suffered a lot of losses. You want me to believe you? It's too difficult, but I have a way..."
"any solution?"
I didn't answer her, but walked straight to her, pulled out a red thread and tied it to her middle finger. The moment I touched my hand, I suddenly felt a cold and swooshing feeling, and couldn't help but shiver.
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After calming down for a while, he tied the other section of the red thread to his middle finger.
When the female ghost saw it, her face changed drastically and she lost her voice:
"What are you going to do? You..."
Before she could finish speaking, I grabbed her chin and asked her to open her mouth slightly. Then I cut my middle finger tied with a red thread and dripped a drop of blood into her mouth.
The middle finger of a living person is connected to the heart channel, and the middle finger of a ghost is connected to the ghost gate. The middle finger is connected with a red line. It is like building a bridge between my heart pulse and the ghost gate of the female ghost. It can temporarily make the human soul the same.
This way my soul-eating blood won't hurt her.
At the same time, I planted a drop of my own blood in her soul, and connected it with a red thread, so that I could tie her tightly and prevent her from escaping!
After doing all this, I took off the straw hat directly on her head.
"Okay, now your wish is fulfilled." I smiled.
The female ghost stared at me, with a complicated look on her delicate face, and said:
"Are you new to this soul-matching technique?"
"That's right, I learned something new yesterday and it was successful the first time I used it. How about it? It didn't embarrass my master, did it?" I said with raised eyebrows.
"You idiot! Do you know that there is a fatal drawback to the soul-building technique?"
I was stunned and shook my head,
"Are there any disadvantages? What disadvantages?"
As a result, the female ghost tossed her head and floated forward.
"Let's go find the driver Wang Daqing first..."
I shook my head helplessly and followed him.
I was riding a small electric blue car on the street late at night, with a woman floating beside me. This feeling is really indescribable...
"By the way, I still don't know your name?" I turned around and asked.
Afraid that she wouldn't tell me, I added:
"If you want to save those innocent souls, you and I must cooperate, so it's easier to know their names..."
The female ghost glanced at me and uttered two words:
"Ye Qing."
"Ye Qing...my name is Lin Yu."
Ye Qing stared straight ahead with her eyes and ignored me. I don't know why. Ever since I used the soul-building technique, I always felt that she was a little abnormal. Could it be related to the disadvantages of the soul-building technique she mentioned?
I couldn't help but murmur in my heart...
Half an hour later, Ye Qing took me to a simple compound. I parked my small blue car and walked to the gate of the compound. A pungent odor immediately entered my nose.
I frowned, stretched my neck and looked into the yard, and found that there were a lot of waste cardboard boxes and scrap iron in the yard. A huge scale was placed among them, which was particularly conspicuous.
"Scrap collection station?" I asked suspiciously.
Next to the gate there is a dilapidated brick house, which looks like a place where people live.
Maybe I was too close to the door, so I subconsciously held the iron door with my hand.
Just hearing a "creak", the door was slowly pushed open...
Maybe I heard the movement at the door. Within a few seconds, the door of the brick house was opened, and a stooped figure staggered out of the house. Because it was too dark, I couldn't see his face clearly.
I can only tell based on his figure that he is an old man.
He stretched his neck and looked in my direction,
"It's too late, come back tomorrow..."
A weak, hoarse voice came from the old man's mouth. After speaking, he slowly turned around and prepared to return to the house.
"That's him..." Ye Qing whispered in my ear, because she was invisible now, so the old man couldn't see her.
I was stunned and felt that although the old man in front of me didn't look very energetic, he didn't look like a delirious madman, so I asked tentatively:
"Uncle, let me ask you, how much does a carton cost per pound? I have quite a few here."
The old man paused and turned around slowly,
"Three cents..."
"Isn't this too cheap?"
“If it’s too cheap, go somewhere else…”
After saying that, he opened the door and walked into the house.
"Wang Daqing!!!"
I yelled suddenly, and through the few simple conversations just now, I had already judged that he was not crazy at all!
As soon as he finished speaking, the old man trembled slightly, stopped and turned around again, staring at me in the darkness for a moment, then he wandered to the door, and it was only at this moment that I saw his face clearly.
He had an old face with unshaven beard and dark skin covered with wrinkles. He was very close to me, raising his head and staring at me with bloodshot eyes. The corners of his chapped mouth twitched slightly and asked:
"Who are you…"
When he opened his mouth, I smelled an unpleasant breath. I couldn't help but take a few steps back and said in a deep voice:
"I'm here to collect debts. I'm here to collect debts from you for the seventeen lives I took seven years ago!"
