When the group entered the Zhao family's front door, the air was filled with heavy sadness. Zhao Fa's parents sat in the living room, their eyes bloodshot, voices trembling as they pleaded with Uncle Wei.
"Captain Wei! You must catch the killer!" Mrs. Zhao clutched her hands, barely able to stand.
Uncle Wei patted Mr. Zhao's shoulder reassuringly. "Don't worry, we'll do everything we can to investigate."
Lin Yuan stood aside, eyeing the room's furnishings. He sensed a faint trace of yin malevolence in the air, though far weaker than at previous crime scenes.
Pan Jie leaned close to Uncle Wei. "Aren't you going in to take a look?"
"Sigh… " Uncle Wei pulled out a talisman Zhang Luo had given him and sighed. "Better leave this to you experts. I'll stay out of the ghost's den."
Zhang Luo rolled her eyes and distributed the last of her talismans to the officers. "These were drawn by my father years ago—they should ward off ordinary spirits."
Seeing this, Pan Jie quickly held out her hand. "Miss Zhang, got any spares? Last time those ghosts almost flattened me!"
Zhang Luo grimaced but threw her a talisman. "Try not to panic this time."
Stepping into Zhao Fa's room, the group was met with dead silence and an icy chill. Zhang Luo took out her compass, frowning. "Still no trace of the soul…"
"Let me try." Lin Yuan interrupted, extending his hand.
His yin energy rippled, ghostly power spreading like a tide to engulf the light.
In an instant, the world shifted hues.
Ghost Domain·Activate!
A thick wave of ghostly aura swept the room, time seeming to freeze. Lin Yuan closed his eyes, feeling the current of yin malevolence. When he opened them, his gaze fixed on the garage beside the house.
"Over there." He pointed.
Zhang Luo followed his gaze—the compass needle spun wildly before locking onto the same direction.
"Not bad." She rarely gave praise, then waved them forward. "Let's go."
Just as they turned toward the garage, a commotion erupted at the front door.
"Greetings, everyone!" A middle-aged man in a yellow Taoist robe and cloth shoes strode in, hands behind his back, wearing a practiced smile. His hair was neatly combed, exuding a shrewd air.
"I'm Lei Yuanting, from Dragon Tiger Mountain. I master Maoshan magic and inherit the Dragon Tiger lineage! Born to defeat demons and ghosts!"
Behind him trailed two assistants: one lugging a camera, the other live-streaming on a phone. Comments flooded the screen:
[Master Lei is on the case! What ghost is this now?]
[Damn, isn't this the Taoist who live-streamed ghost-hunting the other day?]
[This has to be a stunt, right?]
Uncle Wei's face soured. "Hey, this is ridiculous! We already have Miss Zhang here, no need for—" Before he could finish, his phone rang with orders from his superiors. Glancing at the ostentatious Master Lei, Uncle Wei rubbed his temples. "Alright… Hopefully he's not all talk…"
Master Lei smirked, striking a Taoist hand gesture toward the camera. "Fear not, followers. Under my divine gaze, no demon or ghost can hide."
Stepping into the house, his eyes swept over Zhang Luo's group before landing on Pan Jie and Uncle Wei, a smug arrogance in his gaze. "Police officers, best leave this to professionals."
Uncle Wei stayed silent, thinking, Bold words.
Pan Jie shot a look at Master Lei's overconfident posture and scoffed inwardly.
Ugh, unbearable.
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众人一踏入赵家大门,屋内充满压抑的悲恸气息.赵发的父母坐在客厅,眼眶通红,声音带着哭腔地向伟叔求助.
"伟队长!一定要抓到凶手啊!" 赵母双手紧握,几乎站不住脚.
伟叔拍了拍赵父的肩膀,安抚道:"赵先生,赵太太,放心吧,我们一定尽全力调查."
林远站在一旁,目光扫过赵家的室内摆设.他能察觉到空气中残留的一丝阴煞,但浓度远不如之前那些案发现场.
潘洁走近伟叔,小声问道:"伟叔,你不进去看看?"
"唉,我啊..." 伟叔从口袋里摸出张洛给的护身符,叹了口气, "还是让你们这些专业的来吧,我就不往鬼窝里凑热闹了."
张洛翻了个白眼,把最后几张护身符分给出警的警察.
"这些护身符是我爸早年画的,应该能挡住一些普通的鬼祟." 她一边分发,一边说道.
潘洁见状,也立刻跟风伸手:"张小姐,还有没有多的?上次我差点被那些鬼东西按在地板上摩擦,太惨了."
张洛嘴角抽了抽,最后还是甩给她一张护身符.
"这回别再大喊大叫了."
随着一行人踏入赵发的房间,整个屋子一片死寂,空气冷得异常.
张洛掏出罗盘,眉头微蹙."还是感应不到魂魄的踪迹..."
"让我试试." 林远打断她的话,缓缓伸出手.
他周身的阴气微微波动,幽深的鬼力如潮水般蔓延,吞噬了周围的光线.
刹那间,世界仿佛换了颜色.
鬼蜮·展开!
一股浓厚的鬼气席卷整个房间,时间仿佛在此刻静止.林远闭上眼,感知着阴煞流动的方向,片刻后,他缓缓睁眼,目光落向房屋旁的停车库.
"在那边." 他指了指方向.
张洛跟着看去,罗盘的指针果然在那一瞬间狂转了几圈,最后指向同一个方位.
"不错." 她难得夸了一句,随后摆了摆手,"走,去看看."
就在他们准备朝停车库走去时,赵家大门口忽然传来一阵喧哗声.
"你们好,你们好!" 一个穿着黄色道袍,脚踏布鞋的中年男人背着手走进赵家,脸上挂着职业性的笑容,头发梳得一丝不苟,带着点精明的气息.
"贫道雷元霆,龙虎山传人,精通茅山术,乃龙虎正宗之嫡传,专为降妖伏魔而生!"
他身后还跟着两个助手,一个扛着摄像机,一个手里拿着直播手机,正拍着整个场景,弹幕飘过屏幕.
[雷大师出动!这次又是啥妖魔鬼怪?]
[卧槽,这不是前几天直播抓鬼的那个道士吗?]
[这波肯定是节目效果吧?]
伟叔的脸色顿时难看起来.
"喂喂,你们这不是胡闹吗?我们这里已经有张小姐了,不需要再派..." 伟叔正准备拒绝,但上级的电话便打来了,听话里传来了几道命令.伟叔看向那风骚的雷大师,无奈地捏了捏眉心, "好吧好吧... 希望他是有真本事的..."
雷大师嘴角勾起一抹笑,转头对直播镜头摆了个道士手印,"各位施主放心,在贫道雷某的法眼之下,妖魔鬼怪无处遁形."
当雷大师迈步走入赵家,他目光扫过张洛一行人,最后停在潘洁和伟叔身上,脸上带着几分自信和高傲.
"警察同志,这里还是交给专业人士吧."
伟叔没说话,心想 "你可真敢说."
潘洁看着雷大师那副自信满满的样子,心里忍不住暗暗吐槽.
"真讨厌."