Chapter 67 (2/2)

Yang Huai'an thought for a while and agreed: ”well, let's go together.”

Zheng Quzhi then carried Wei Yan on his back and followed Yang Huai'an to the first room.

The door of the first room was dilapidated, and a wooden card was dangerously hanging on the door. Yang Huai'an took a deep breath, twisted the knob and opened the door.

Touching the wall at the door, Yang Huai'an found the switch. He was about to turn on the light when he suddenly covered himself with something on the back of his hand, and the cold and overcast atmosphere suddenly spread all over his body.

Yang Huai'an only felt that his scalp would explode. Zheng Quzhi behind him seemed to notice something. His tone was tense: ”what's the matter?”

Yang Huai'an didn't speak. Now he is the only policeman here. He doesn't think he can be too coy. Gripping his teeth, he ignored the cold touch on the back of his hand and flicked the switch on.

Unexpectedly, the lights here are very bright.

Two people subconsciously squint, and then open his eyes, Yang Huaian almost immediately looked at his hand. There was nothing there. Yang Huai'an was relieved and pulled up a smile: ”what ghosts come from in the world, they frighten themselves.”

The voice did not fall, see Zheng Quzhi staring at his hand, a dull face. Yang Huai looked at his eyes in Anshun and saw that his original nail polish was suddenly painted red.

The dazzling red is hard to ignore.

Yang Huai'an's face changed, subconsciously shook his hand, and suddenly reflected how this could be thrown off. For a moment, his face became pale and ugly.

looked at the movements of Comrade Yang, and Zheng Quzhi felt that he wanted to laugh, but he still resisted. He just made a calm cough and comforted, ”nothing, just a nail polish.”This sentence also did not know whether to comfort Yang Huai'an or himself, but was not comforted. His face was white, and he scraped the bright red nail polish off his lips.

Zheng Quzhi went in with his back on his back. As soon as he stepped in, he was sensitive to find that the temperature inside was lower. You don't have to guess. There must be dirt in it.

Who knows his hind foot just landed, the door slammed heavily shut. Yang Huai'an did not care what he had on his hands and immediately went to knock the door.

But no matter how he tossed, the door didn't move.

Zheng Quzhi carefully put Wei Yan down, looked at the room for a long time, and finally said to Comrade Yang: ”don't waste your energy, let's see if we can wake up Mr. Wei?”

He and Xiaoyang police are both rookies who don't know anything. Although they are qualified for life, they are not safe after all. It is the key to wake Wei Yan.

Smell speech, Yang Huai'an is annoyed to kick the foot door, some frustrate. He approached Zheng Quzhi, squatted down with Zheng Quzhi and looked at the handsome man. He said, ”Zheng Quzhi, is he really a master of catching ghosts?”

”Well.” When Comrade Xiaoyang suddenly spoke to him in such a close tone, Zheng Quzhi was stunned for a moment and then nodded quickly.

Zheng Quzhi pinched Wei Yan's face, pulled it out and called him in a low voice: ”Mr. Wei! Mr. Wei

If he doesn't wake up again, Zheng Quzhi really doesn't know what to do.

”Pinch people.” Yang Huai'an said and then stretched out his hand, pinched in the eyes of the men on the people. But for a long time, I didn't even have any reaction.

Wei Yan didn't wake up, but the dirty things in the room moved.

Zheng Quzhi was the first to find a ”person” in the room. He just looked up and saw a girl in white quietly watching them in the corner of the room.

After a few seconds of cardiac arrest, Zheng Quzhi's hands trembled slightly.

The ghost was not terrible. She was in a white dress with long black hair. Half of her face was gray and blue. Her eyes were white, because she hung her head, and there were no maggots on her face.