MTL - Urban Tales of Demons and Spirits-Chapter 203 VIP guest coming (below)

Then I suddenly thought of something, and asked, "Yes, Zhu Xuan.? 八一 一 Chinese? W㈧W? W? .㈠8? 1? Ｚ? W.COM Before you go, you should settle your soul. ... What happened then? "

When Zhu Xuan heard me, he smiled and reached out and rubbed the golden retriever's head. "He's in front of you now."

I was taken aback, looked at Zhu Xuan, and looked at the golden retriever next to him. I couldn't believe it and asked, "Say ..."

"Yes, that's what you think." Zhu Xuan laughed. "After leaving you, I met a starving stray dog ​​on the side of the road. I didn't want to put the puppet in the dog's body, but I didn't expect that jade was out of my hands and flew towards the stray dog, and my uncle's soul entered the hound's body like this. Later, I thought about it, I was afraid I saw my heart, so it became what it is . "

I nodded clearly, looking at the golden retriever. The hound looked up and barked at me happily. Between those expressions, there really is something like Zhu Xuan's heart.

"So I brought the dog back and took care of it carefully. If I can find a better body for him in the future, I will definitely replace it. But at present, I think this is also very good." Zhu Xuan said, watching He looked at him with a happy smile.

Wen Jiubai interrupted our chat at this time, "Don't chat. Do you two not care about business?"

I froze and looked in the direction of Wen Jiubai. The latter frowned, and the dissatisfaction was plain on his face. I can't help but feel a little funny. From the moment I realized it, it seems that it was the first time I saw Wen Jiubai's grumpy expression.

Zhu Xuan also froze, but quickly nodded calmly.

"Well, I'm about to talk about it. I discussed it with Gu Yu before, and the beast is definitely not as simple as it looks. This demon evil was sealed well before, but suddenly 30 years later Appears, scourges the human world. "Zhu Xuan said," There must be behind the scenes behind this-- "

"Tao Xiao Ling." Wen Jiubai interrupted Zhu Xuan and glanced at him.

Zhu Xuan frowned. "Do you think it's him?"

"Apart from that priest, who else can be." Wen Jiubai said lightly.

"Are you so sure? What happened?" Zhu Xuan responded quickly and asked immediately.

So I looked at Wen Jiubai, and Wen Jiubai looked at me again, telling Zhu Xuan all the things I had dreamed of since I returned from Diecui Mountain.

"This ... why is there such a thing?" Zhu Xuan was surprised to shut his mouth.

"I know it sounds incredible, but this is the truth." Wen Jiubai whispered, "And, from Gu Yu's description, the reason that Taoist Ling Xiao could find me proved that he really was somehow Means controlled the beast of the year. My death is a trivial matter, but if Yancheng were to mess up his life with charcoal, it would be very troublesome. "

I didn't expect Zhu Xuan to sing a cold sigh, and folded his arms, "Lying. When did Wen Jiubai care about the soul-coated? You just want to find a way to save your life, I don't know ?but--"

When Zhu Xuan said this, he turned around again, lamenting, "Weird things happen every year, this year is particularly many."

Wen Jiubai looked at Zhu Xuan and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Ah, somebody just said, isn't it sure that what I brought is not commission but trouble?" Zhu Xuan teased. "Why come to ask now?"

Wen Jiubai was blocked for a moment, and frowned, and said, "You are right, why is there so much nonsense?"

Zhu Xuan laughed and stopped joking, and said seriously, "Yes. After accidentally entering the golden retriever's body, I realized that this dog was originally hungry because of a leg injury and inconvenient walking. Dead. So I immediately approached a veterinary shop and asked the veterinarian to help him do a careful physical examination. At first, the door of the veterinary shop was closed, but I saw someone in the room and was really anxious, so I closed the door. Knock it open. The veterinarian in a white coat came out from it, and although he was reluctant, he promised to help me check it. This store is connected to the back house by the front door. So at this time, I Notice the white satin hanging in the yard behind the shop, with some white wreaths. "

"I don't want to open it because the family is doing funerals." I interjected.

"Well, that's right. So I was curious, so I asked one more question. I found out that it was the son of the veterinarian who died." Zhu Xuan nodded.

"Then how did his son die?" Wen Jiubai asked.

"The strange thing is this," said Zhu Xuan. "The old veterinarian immediately sighed with sorrow as soon as I asked me. According to the old man, his son had just arrived at the age of 2o, so he went out to school, OK? It was easy to go home last month and pleased the two elderly people in the family. But it didn't take long for them to fly into trouble and his son died in his own bathroom. "

"Died in the bathroom?" I asked curiously. "Is it because of insufficient oxygen or dehydration?"

Although I am not medically educated, I have heard of cases where taking a shower in a closed bathroom and having too much steam can cause suffocation.

But Zhu Xuan shook his head, "No, neither. That's why I said it was a weird thing. Guess how his son died? The answer is frozen."

"What?" I was taken aback, and Wen Jiubai also showed an expression of interest.

"True? How is this possible?"

"That's right," said Zhu Xuan, "the old veterinarian's expression didn't seem to be a lie, it was true. He told me that his son didn't come out for several hours after he went into the bathroom that night. . The old couple was really surprised, so they opened the door and rushed in. But it was unexpected that the bathroom was as cold as an ice cellar, and their son fell to the ground naked, his skin was stiff and purple, and he was frozen to death. "

"Interesting." Wen Jiubai bent his lips.

"But how is this possible?" I was stunned. "Even if the coldest winter in Yancheng, the temperature is only five or six degrees. It can't even reach minus. How could anyone be frozen to death in their own bathroom?"

"That's what it is." Zhu Xuan sighed. "When the old veterinarian told me, he had a snot and a tear. But the bad luck has not ended here. Shortly after his son died, the veterinarian's home Haunted. "

"Haunted?" I was completely attracted by Zhu Xuan's narrative, and asked immediately.