Chapter 242 Nothing

A little frost spread on the soles of Song Qing's little feet, and the surrounding air instantly cooled down.

The gaze of No.2 fell on Song Qingxiao, and it changed again and again, and finally the silk was carefully printed in his pupils, hidden by him, and finally turned into indifference.

"It's a pity..." In the bathroom, the staff in charge of the on-site investigation shook his head and sighed: "The fetus is at least seven months old, but such an accident happened..."

"There are pregnant women at home, so you shouldn't live alone..." Captain Shen also continued.

"Where is her husband?" Someone could not help but ask when he heard what he said. Captain Shen was silent for a long time before saying: "I don't know."

These words made everyone quiet for a while, and Captain Shen said again: "The phone has never been connected."

Outside the bathroom, Song Qing Xiao Leng Khan soaked the shirt inside and pressed it firmly against the skin.

She calmly adjusted her spiritual power, forbearing the headache caused by the massive consumption of her consciousness, squinting her eyes and leaning against the wall, and at the same time, she had to work hard to pay attention to the second move.

"Come here." A mosquito-like sound rang in Song Qing's little knowledge sea, as if thousands of needles were poking her at the same time, making Song Qingxiao clenched his teeth. Endure the severe pain.

She clenched her fists, raised her head, and the second face looked in the direction of the window. This sound should be from him.

The two had just confronted each other with their senses. At this time, No. 2 greeted again. Song Qing's small lips pressed tightly, and a doubt flashed in his heart. The No. 2 seemed to be a little impatient and said:

"Come over and cover for me."

He stretched out his hand and pulled the pure white protective clothing away a little bit, revealing the clothes he was wearing. Under the clothes, he took out a few triangles of yellow paper from the bulging waist and clamped it on his fingertips, calmly speaking:

"I was pregnant for seven months, and died again. When he died, he was in a place like the restroom. It is reasonable to say that such a person is hard to disperse after death. Most of them are evil, and someone needs to send him a ride."

At the beginning of the 2nd, he didn't want to say more, but after the two of them had their magical skills, they were willing to speak again. I don't know if it is because Song Qingxiao's ability is not as useless as he imagined, or he has intentions.

"But I felt it," No.2 turned his head and looked at Song Qingxiao: "There is no scattered soul of her here, and the grievances are not serious. This is a problem."

He really did as Song Qingxiao thought, the abilities should be closely related to ghosts and gods. Song Qingxiao endured a headache. Hearing his words finished, he nodded, stepped forward, moved closer to number two, and left the others in the living room. The staff member in may look at No. 2 and block his gaze.

"I answered your question. Now, it's up to you to answer my question."

While he was speaking, the stream of talisman on his fingertips turned a dim red light, which was pressed against the corner of the window sill by him.

When No. 2 did all this, he didn't avoid Song Qingxiao's gaze. He seemed to be extremely confident of his own strength and was not afraid of revealing his trump card in front of Song Qingxiao.

"Before entering the door, there was a black air on the door, which was quite fierce. Both guards could not break the door." Song Qing moved her lips and said quietly, "When I released my spiritual knowledge, I almost suffered a lot. There seems to be something blocking it."

After speaking, she added another sentence: "But after the door was broken, the black air was gone."

On the 2nd, hearing her say this, her eyebrows frowned tighter: "You opened the door." His words were not a question, but affirmation.

That resentment blocked the door, and even the two strong guards in the Guard Hall, who dealt with right and wrong and harbored evil spirits, could not kick the door, which proved the depth of this resentment.

Ordinary people may find it more difficult to open the door. Only when the participants in the trial possess supernatural powers can they break through the door and enter.

But this grievance can stop the guards. It is conceivable that it is definitely not an ordinary grievance. Song Qingxiao can forcibly open the door, and she is not the incompetent person imagined at the beginning of the second.

No. 2’s eyes flashed, remembering that she had pressed her with divine sense before, and the icy air that burst out of her body at that moment resisted the pressure of her divine sense, causing him to shudder, and his heart also shuddered. Fearful.

"Yes." Song Qingxiao didn't conceal it, and he couldn't hide it at all. On the second, he could detect it after a little inquiries.

"When you opened the door, the grievance was still there, but after you broke the door, the grievance dissipated." No.2 sighed, "This thing has become a problem."

Following his sigh, Song Qingxiao shuddered for no reason. She remembered that in the bathroom, she saw Miss Chu's eyes. I wonder if the mental energy was consumed too much, and she inevitably felt a headache.

"The deceased's name is Chu," Song Qingxiao watched as No.2 put down the piece of talisman and walked over to the TV cabinet where he had stood before, followed behind him, and asked: "This time the mission requires the death of Qin Fei. Chu', there should be a certain connection between the two."

No. 2 pretended to look down at the photo frame, covered by Song Qing's body, and stuck another piece of talisman behind the photo frame. Hearing Song Qing's words, there was no sound.

Song Qingxiao pretended not to see the indifference on his face, and couldn't help asking:

"What's the use of these talisman papers?"

No. 2 looked serious, and replied after getting up:

"I'm looking for the soul of'her'."

The so-called ‘she~lightnovelpub.net~ in his words, don’t think about it, she must refer to the dead Miss Chu.

When Song Qingxiao heard this, her heart moved, thinking of the house haunted by ‘ghost’ he had just bought, and then asked:

"Looking for'soul'? Why do we need to put talisman paper in such a place?"

No. 2 was about to move forward, but she did not expect that she would ask, and she endured her impatience: "She just died not long ago, and she kept her soul and body with grievances. At this time, she couldn't feel her breath, so she must have looked for it. A sustenance is hidden." He was afraid that Song Qingxiao would continue to ask, and simply said clearly at once:

"The things she cherished during her lifetime, the places she used to stay, and the things she touched when she died, may all be her soul."

When he said this, he finally couldn't help being impatient, and stared:

"Do you have any other questions?"

Song Qing glanced at the talisman paper in his hand, ‘hehe’ smiled, “Do you have a lot of talisman paper?”

The second heard what she meant, even if she was cold and arrogant, she couldn't help rolling her eyes at this time, and refused to take her words.

She touched a soft nail, but was not embarrassed. She walked a few places with No.2, after watching him stick the talisman paper one by one, she pinched a gesture and said two sentences in her mouth.

When other people saw her step by step and followed the number two, they thought that the newcomer of the guard agency had the eyes of the ‘teacher’ sent by the headquarters, and they were only willing to point her, but they didn’t care.

Everyone has their own business to be busy, no one is distracted to pay attention to this side at any time.

Song Qingxiao noticed that, as the Fa Jue in the mouth of No. 2 was read, the pale yellow talisman paper pressed under the frame turned into green smoke and curled up, finally turning into a shallow pool of ashes.

As the talisman burned, No.2's face was quite ugly at once, and it was obvious that the process of searching for Miss Chu's soul was not smooth.