Chapter 69 Body Like Duckweed

When I came back to my senses, Zhuyan had already hugged me, and the grandmother Lou had a knife stuck in her forehead, which I recognized as Zhuyan's knife. The strange thing is that although she was hit by a knife, she didn't bleed, she just roared like crazy, screamed in pain, like the sound of hell being tortured, grandma Lou knelt on the ground, screaming in pain, candle flame stopped me behind him , Quickly walked thousands of times and pulled out the knife, and Granny Lou fell to the ground in a daze, without a sound.

Ok? I was puzzled, and was about to go up to Zhuyan to stop me, but when I was puzzled, I saw Grandma Lou was on fire all over. I suddenly looked at Zhuyan, who said calmly, "She is not a human being."

consciousness?

"I don't smell it." I frowned.

"She is a part of human consciousness." Zhuyan said lightly, I understood Zhuyan's consciousness, but the man's sorcery was so powerful that he could turn his consciousness into a human form and deceive me, I couldn't help but feel a little distressed, Seems like a big hassle.

Soon, 'Grandma Lou' has turned into ashes, and it will dissipate as soon as the wind blows.

"How are you?" Zhuyan lowered her eyes, stared at me with black eyes, her expression gloomy, "Does it hurt?" Zhuyan lightly touched the bag on my forehead, and was punched out by that grandmother with a cane. Yes, it hurts so much that I want to cry.

Although it's just a wisp of consciousness, that grandmother is very powerful. If I were a human, I would have broken my head.

"Well, it hurts." I pouted.

"Stupid." Zhu Yan hugged me, with a bit of reproach in his tone.

I was about to say something when I saw Shi Kun squatting on the ground. I noticed that he was holding a knife in his hand. .

"She treated me with black dog blood, does she think I'm an evil thing?" I lowered my head and pondered, looking at Zhuyan from the corner of my eye, I haven't experienced many people being treated as ghosts, and the taste is weird.

Zhu Yan nodded slightly, his handsome brows and eyes were stained with frost, he raised his hand and gently rubbed my head, his eyes were serene and fascinating. I couldn't help but get close to the candle flame, my thoughts were mixed. Shi Kun's face was black, and he didn't speak for a long time, as if he was thinking about something.

After a while, Shi Kun stood up slowly, still holding the black dog blood knife in his hand, Shi Kun took a deep breath, looked at me and Zhu Yan with stern eyes, "Zhu Yan, what should I do?"

"Find Fang Ping." Zhu Yan said coldly, arrogantly, looking at me as he said, "Xiao Liu, do you have Fang Ping's breath?"

"Yes." I replied in a low voice, looking at Shi Kun involuntarily. Shi Kun's face was serious and his expression was tense, but he didn't say anything. I shrugged and looked away at Zhuyan, who nodded to me and smiled knowingly.

Without the fog of necromancy, and without the grandmother Lou, Fang Ping's breath became clear in an instant. "Why did you come here, didn't you say wait for me?" I asked as I walked.

"You don't look at the time, it's been two hours, you haven't moved at all." Shi Kun said in a sullen voice, he could hear that he was in a bad mood.

"Oh." I responded. Knowing that Shi Kun was in a bad mood, I didn't want to provoke him. It was important to find Fang Ping now. The grandmother Lou kept saying 'don't disturb her', is that 'she' Fang Ping?

Thinking about it, I can't help but feel guilty. I think Zhuyan is also wondering what is going on like me. What role does Fang Ping play in this matter? Just thinking about it, Fang Ping's breath was getting stronger and stronger, and I quickened my pace and finally stopped outside a rental room.

The lights were still on in the room, and the lights were shadowy.

"That's it." My voice was soft, and my eyes looked at Candlestick.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Before I could finish my voice, there were bursts of violent coughing in the room, "Be careful." Then came Fang Ping's voice, who seemed to be comforting someone, "Slow down." Despite her comfort, the coughing did not stop. It didn't stop but got more intense.

"What's wrong? Fang Xing, Fang Xing, what's wrong with you?" Fang Ping's voice was anxious, her coughing did not stop, and Fang Ping became more and more anxious. The three of us stood outside without making a sound. Suddenly, the coughing stopped. I was about to ask Zhuyan what to do when the door suddenly opened from the inside, and Fang Ping stood in front of us.

"You, you..." Fang Ping was stunned, her face turned pale, and she looked particularly desolate and cold under the dim yellow light. She seemed surprised that we would appear here. Fang Ping glanced at us and finally landed on Shi Kun, "Captain Shi, what are you doing? Are you looking for me?"

"Yes, let's see you." Shi Kun's expression was a little stiff, and although he appeared to be businesslike, he could still see his entanglement. I think he must be very painful at the moment, and the person he likes is involved in the murder case of 1;148471591054062.

"Look at me?"

"Yes, can we go in and sit?" Shi Kun said in a rough voice.

When Shi Kun suggested to go in and sit, Fang Ping hesitated and seemed reluctant. I looked at Fang Ping secretly next to Zhuyan, she acted strangely, as if she was afraid of something.

"Is there a problem?" Seeing Fang Ping's hesitation, Shi Kun asked.

"No, please come in." Fang Ping's face changed, and she forced a smile. I noticed that she was looking at Zhuyan and me out of the corner of the eye. I looked at her suspiciously, Fang Ping immediately looked away, and my doubts increased.

Zhuyan's attitude was indifferent, and his face was even more expressionless. When he realized that I was looking at him, he patted my shoulder gently. Fang Ping made way and let us in. Shi Kun glanced at Zhuyan and walked in. I followed Zhuyan in, Fang Ping closed the door behind us.

After entering the door is the living room, an old sofa, next to the stove and some daily necessities. It seems that it is also used as a kitchen. There is a steel wire bed in the corner, with a quilt and a few books on the bed. The bedroom door was locked, I moved my nose slightly, the smell was very strange.

"Are you alone?" Shi Kun asked in a low voice without looking at Fang Ping. I watched him staring at the two bedrooms. He must have suspected something. I looked back at Zhuyan, and Zhuyan also looked at me, his eyes were deep but he didn't say anything.

"My brother is also here. He is not in good health. He has already fallen asleep after taking the medicine." Fang Ping lowered her voice. Little brother? I thought, when Fang Ping was at the police station, she said that she had a younger brother. I looked at Fang Ping and smiled lightly. Fang Ping also smiled and asked us to sit down. She got up and poured tea.

"Where are your parents?" Shi Kun stared at Fang Ping, his eyes were a little cold, "I have read the information, you are not local, are your parents in your hometown?"

"Well, in my hometown." Fang Ping avoided Shi Kun's gaze, she poured the tea and brought it over, half-squatted and brought it to us, "How did you come here?"

How did you get here?

This question is very strange, does she think we can't get through? I pondered to myself and carefully distinguished Fang Ping's breath. Her breath was normal and should be fine. However, I am not sure, after all, my spiritual power is weak now, and it is possible to make mistakes, just like the grandmother Lou just now, I did not tell that she is not a human being.

"We were a little worried. We wanted to make sure that you were all right, so we followed the address on your profile to find you. Please disturb you." Shi Kun said solemnly, using some strength in his hand holding the tea, as if suppressing something.

"I'm fine." Fang Ping smiled, "I thought it was about the female corpse." Speaking of the female corpse, the smile on Fang Ping's face disappeared, and there was an indescribable sadness.

"We still don't know who she is or what her identity is." Shi Kun continued, holding the teacup tightly without taking a sip. I could see Shi Kun's nervousness. It seemed like he was chatting at the moment, but he was actually interrogating him. Whether it was Zhuyan and me or Shi Kun, they all thought that the female corpse had something to do with Fang Ping.

After listening to Shi Kun's words, Fang Ping's face became even heavier, her lips were tightly pressed, and the corners of her mouth trembled, as if she wanted to say something and finally said nothing.

"Cough cough, cough cough!" While chatting, a cough sounded. We all looked at the bedroom where the sound came from. Fang Ping immediately became very nervous, she smiled reluctantly, "My brother is not in good health, don't take offense."

"Can we meet your brother? The candle flame family has a lot of research on traditional Chinese medicine, maybe they can help your brother take a look." Shi Kun suggested looking at the direction of the bedroom.

"No need to!"

Before Shi Kun could finish speaking, Fang Ping immediately shook his head, "It's nothing, it's just a small problem of coughing. After seeing the doctor, I won't bother Mr. Zhu." Although Fang Ping smiled, the muscles in the corners of her mouth were tense and looked awkward. Very twisted.

"No trouble." Zhuyan, who had been silent since entering the door, finally spoke up. I stared at Zhuyan. Are they suspicious of Fang Ping's younger brother? I gathered my thoughts and looked at Fang Ping, only to find that Fang Ping was also looking at me, as if asking me for help, I couldn't help but be stunned.

"No need, I..." Fang Ping insisted, "My brother has a bad temper and doesn't like seeing strangers, thank you Mr. Zhu for your kindness.

Fang Ping's tone was a little stiffer, I felt she should see off the guest next. Despite this, Shi Kun still had a cold face. It was impossible for him not to feel Fang Ping's attitude, but this was his job and he had no choice.

Shi Kun pursed his lips and his eyes were shining. He took out the cigarette case from his pocket and started smoking without asking us. After a while, the smoke was filled with smoke. Zhuyan hugged me, frowning slightly, and the atmosphere became a little embarrassing.

After smoking a cigarette, Shi Kun said in a hoarse voice, "Fang Ping, I said just now, I checked your information, and you don't have a younger brother." Shi Kun seemed to have spent a lot of effort to say this. He is not a sentimental person, but he seems helpless at the moment, "You are an only child, and your parents died when you were ten years old, right?"

no brother? Only child? Parents died? I was slightly startled, what Shi Kun asked Fang Ping about was intentional? Zhuyan and Shi Kun came prepared, if what they said was true, then Fang Ping was lying. I narrowed my eyes and looked at Fang Ping, Fang Ping's face was pale, she stared at Shi Kun in a daze, and we looked at us with panic, as if we were caught by something. Looking at Fang Ping's reaction, you can see that what Shi Kun said is true, Fang Ping has no younger brother.

"I..." Fang Ping took a step back, her pale face looking painful.

Shi Kun put out the cigarette, raised his eyes and looked at Fang Ping coldly, and asked coldly, "So who is in the bedroom?"