Chapter Forty-Eight: Resurrection of the Soul

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"Haven't you been at home in the city all the time, how could something happen to her?"

"No, Mom is gone!"

"Gone?"

Sang Lan said in a hurry that she and her aunt were cooking in the kitchen in the evening, and in a blink of an eye, her mother was gone, and she still hasn't been found.

After hanging up the phone, I flipped through the phone book as I drove into the city.

found Guo Sen's number, and was about to call, but the phone vibrated first.

It was Ma Li who called, and as soon as she picked it up, I heard her say like a cannon at the other end:

"Where are you now? If there is no case, go to the city bureau as soon as possible. Who's that, your mother, your mother is in the bureau, she seems to be a little wrong, you hurry up and take a look! ”

"She's in the bureau?" I was a little confused.

"Come here, I'll let her stay in my office first."

"I'll come right over."

Just about to hang up the phone, I suddenly remembered something and hurriedly shouted into the phone:

"Sister Li! Don't take her to the medical examiner's office! ”

When I arrived at the city bureau, it was already dark.

When they came to the big office of the criminal police team, Sang Lan and the others received a call and had already arrived first, but they didn't know why, the expressions of the family were a little strange.

I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw the woman sitting in the chair with her head bowed and a little cramped.

"Why did she get here?" I asked.

"When Shen Qing and I came back from outside after eating, I saw her standing at the gate, so I brought her in."

Ma Li habitually put her arm on my shoulder, lowered her voice and asked, "What's your mother's name?" ”

Without waiting for me to answer, she whispered, "She said her name is Xu Qiuping." ”

"What?" I was stunned.

Ji Yayun walked up to me and said, "Sister Ru doesn't seem to know us anymore, she keeps saying that she is Xu Qiuping." ”

I squatted down in front of the woman and stared at her face, but I didn't see anything unusual.

"Are you alright?"

"Who are you?" The woman asked almost at the same time as me.

Her body shrank back, as if she was afraid of people.

When I looked at her, I suddenly had a bad feeling.

When I first met her at Sang Lan's house, although I didn't know my relationship with her, I had a sense of déjà vu.

And looking at the woman in front of me, I just felt that she was very strange, and she was like two completely different people from before.

"What's your name?" I tried to ask.

"Xu Qiuping."

"What are you doing at the Public Security Bureau?"

The woman looked at me timidly, lowered her head and whispered, "Find someone." ”

"Who's looking for?"

This time, however, the woman stopped talking.

Marie pulled me aside and said that she had been like this since I met her.

She only said that her name was Xu Qiuping, and she came here to find someone, but when she asked her who she was looking for, she refused to say anything.

I nodded, turned back to Sang Lan's family, and said that I would take her back first.

Sang Lan's father sighed and shook his head, "Yaru doesn't seem to recognize us at all now, and she won't go with us. ”

Before she could finish speaking, the woman suddenly stood up, walked up to me, lowered her head, and took my hand.

I glanced at her, didn't say anything more, said hello to Ma Li, and left the city office.

Straight to the back street, Lao He was leaning on a wicker chair, shaking his head and listening to the commentary on the radio, while drinking a little wine with peanuts.

"Why are you here again?" The old man glanced at me.

"Uncle He, you help me see what's going on with her." I pulled the woman in front of him.

Lao He looked at the woman in front of him drunkenly, and scratched a few hairs, "Didn't I tell you, I don't know how to lower my head at all, what are you looking for me for?" ”

"It's not a head-down." My eyebrows twinked into knots, and I told me what had happened to the woman.

After listening to this, Lao He looked at the woman, staggered to the side, and took off the gossip mirror on the wall.

When he turned around, he seemed to be a different person, staring at the woman with sharp eyes, and said sharply:

"It's not easy to be a human being a person or a ghost, I'll give you one last chance, leave her body immediately, otherwise I'm welcome!"

I lit a cigarette and didn't speak.

I also suspected that the woman was possessed by a ghost, but not only could the ghost eyes see nothing, the ghost claws did not feel it, and even when I deliberately handed her a talisman, she didn't react when she held it in her hand.

On the way here, I asked her a lot of questions, but she refused to say anything other than that her name was Xu Qiuping.

Sure enough, the woman didn't seem to hear Lao He's words, and stood there with her head down and didn't speak.

Lao He snorted coldly, grabbed the cinnabar pen and drew a talisman on a piece of yellow paper.

He put the talisman on the back of the gossip mirror, raised his hand sharply to shine the mirror at the woman, and said loudly:

"Too high on the stage, the strain does not stop, too Xuan Trinity, keep its true form; Haste as a law, edict! ”

With a loud shout, a white halo shot out of the gossip mirror, shining directly on the woman's body.

The woman's whole body was shrouded in white light, but she didn't react at all.

"Yay?!" Lao He jumped backwards in surprise.

The old man's movements were funny, but I couldn't laugh.

Although Lao He is a fan of money, he is a Sanqing authentic. The gossip mirror in his hand seals the heart's blood of the predecessors of the Sanqing Dynasty who don't know how many generations he has, and he is definitely a first-class treasure.

Now that his spell apparently didn't work, it was even harder to explain what happened to a woman.

Lao He pointed the gossip mirror at the woman again, tilted his head and looked into the mirror, tore off the rune paper, and hung the gossip mirror back on the wall.

Then he staggered to the counter and sat down, took a sip of the wine cup, and smacked his lips before looking up at me:

"If I'm not mistaken, I'm afraid she's borrowing a corpse to resurrect her soul."

"Resurrection of a corpse?" I frowned.

Lao He nodded, "You should also use the magic trick."

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