Everyone was shocked.
It was obvious that Qiao Ankang couldn't see or hear them.
But this faceless man can not only see and hear, he can also communicate without any obstacles...
Mo Qian sighed quietly.
"The faceless man's soul is too weak. He has neither yin energy nor yang energy. His yin and yang realms are not hindered."
Everyone, "..."
I want to be able to communicate, but I can’t.
Those who don’t want to communicate just keep talking nonsense.
This world can always come up with all kinds of tricks that go against your will...
…
Since the faceless man can communicate.
Five people in a room all went into battle to find his body.
"what's your name?"
"have no idea."
"how old?"
"have no idea."
"Where do you live, and do you have any relatives?"
"have no idea."
When you ask three questions, you don’t know. You don’t know anything you ask.
Qiao Ankang, who was behind the faceless man, looked confused.
Because he couldn't tell who the faceless man was talking to...
It seems that there are still questions and answers.
But his daughter-in-law didn’t ask a word...
Qiao Ankang couldn't help but rub the goosebumps on his body.
This is like seeing a ghost!
The faceless man didn't know his fear at all, and kept mumbling: I don't know...
Gu Shaoting is a police officer after all.
Extremely patient with interrogations.
After asking almost a hundred questions, he asked casually, "Do you have any enemies? Someone you hate particularly? Or someone who made you sick and comatose?"
He finished asking this question.
The talkative and faceless man finally remained silent for a few seconds.
Then he gritted his teeth and threw out five words.
"I hate those whose surname is Gu!"
These five words were squeezed out between the teeth viciously, one word at a time.
Even if his face is so weak that you can't even see his face, you can still feel his hatred deeply...
Gu Shaoting, "..."
other people,"……"
No one spoke.
They all stayed where they were in silence.
Only the faceless man was excited.
He floated in front of Mo Qian and squatted down with his illusory body, "Little girl, your surname is not Gu, right?"
Mo Qian said, "No surname, my surname is Mo."
"That's good. You don't look like someone named Gu. Don't look for a boyfriend named Gu in the future!"
The faceless man floated and floated.
Then he floated in front of other people and asked them one by one, "Is your surname Gu?"
Others were very happy to deny it.
Until the faceless man floated in front of Gu Shaoting, "Is your surname Gu?"
"..."
Gu Shaoting paused for three seconds.
Then he spoke quickly, "No, my surname is Mo."
There's nothing wrong with a brother taking his sister's surname...
The faceless man floated around to make sure there was no one named Gu in the room, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Okay, keep asking."
"..."
But if I continue to ask, the result is still "I don't know."
Do it around.
The faceless man only remembers one thing.
He hates people named Gu...
In the end, his identity remains a mystery.
Especially the faceless man's soul is too weak.
Without face, no birth date, and no information at all, Mo Qian couldn't tell his fortune.
Nor could he find his other half's soul.
After trying various divination techniques, he still couldn't find the faceless man.
Mo Qian's mind suddenly changed and he made a divination for himself.
[Signed above: At midnight, if you travel southeast, you will definitely gain something. 】
Mo Qian looked at his watch.
There are still three hours until midnight.
That……
Why not go play for a while first~
…
Mo Qian pinched out two talisman papers.
Paste them on the Qiankun net and the round porcelain bottle respectively.
With a flash of golden light, the talisman was absorbed into the bottle and disappeared.
Mo Qian installed the magic weapon and left the sanatorium.
A group of people drove two cars.
Gu Shaoting drove.
Mo Qian was sitting in the passenger seat.
Luo Yang sat in the back row.
Two souls sit next to Luo Yang...
Luo Yang nervously tightened the handle on the car roof and pressed it tightly against the door, for fear of squeezing the two souls...
A car full of people took their seats.
Gu Shaoting started the vehicle.
At this time, Mo Qian suddenly said, "People named Gu are good at getting into trouble."
"Little girl, you are right!" The faceless man immediately agreed.
Even if I forget everything, I still remember my hatred for Gu so clearly.
Gu Shaoting listened to the faceless man's empty voice.
It feels a bit familiar inexplicably.
But the voice of the soul is not real. It sounds like it is coming from being smothered in several layers of quilts, with layers of filters added.
Gu Shaoting couldn't hear clearly either.
He tried hard to recall which uncle-level person he knew who was a talkative person.
He should be impressed by the uncle who could catch five hundred ducks by himself.
It ended up driving all the way.
They have all arrived downstairs in the bathing city.
Gu Shaoting didn't expect a suitable person either...
Finally he came to a conclusion.
The surname the faceless man mentioned was definitely not from his family.
…
Arriving at the bathing city, everyone got off the bus.
Two souls, content and contented, not affected at all.
It's night now, and although there are various kinds of light, it's not the same as sunlight.
It's like, evil people can live in the gold-selling cave with feasting and feasting, but they cannot live in the upright and sunny place.
Mo Qian held the broken bottle.
Qiao Ankang and the faceless man were following her, fluttering.
In fact, the souls of the two of them were as thin as a layer of mist.
It was Mo Qian's actions in the dark that allowed the few people present to see them, but passers-by could not see this floating shadow at all.
The poisonous insects in the bathing city have not been cleaned up yet.
Occasionally, a few will pop out from any corner.
As soon as Mo Qian arrived, the staff immediately panicked, turned around and ran away, screaming at the same time.
"Oh my god, that aunt is here again, run!"
More than a dozen people were running and bumping into each other, making a mess.
Mo Qian stood in the hall and raised his head towards them, "Call your boss."
When the workers heard this, they all ran upstairs to report the news for their aunt, for fear of offending her and venting her anger on them.
After a while, all the cleaning workers downstairs disappeared.
Only Mo Qian and his group were left, waiting there quietly.
Didn't have to wait long.
People are coming downstairs.
I saw the leading man, wearing a long robe, with three red chicken feathers stuck on his head.
There were several bead chains hanging around her neck.
The man is in his forties and has a black bird tattooed on his forehead with wings spread out.
Wusun was following behind him. His face was blue and black after being bitten by the poisonous insects. He had not recovered yet. The whole little old man looked lifeless, as if he was about to be sent to the morgue before he could take a breath.
Mo Qian stood in the hall with a calm expression.
Didn't see any emotion.
She got straight to the point, "Where is the physical body of the other half of the soul?"
Wu Xian's eyes were like an eagle's, staring at Mo Qian fiercely.
The two of them spoke cruel words to each other in the stomachs of humans and dogs. This was the first time they faced each other head-on.
"Aren't you very capable? Then go find it yourself, why do you come to beg me!"
Mo Qian looked at him indifferently.
"You cast the soul-fixing spell just to make me come back to you."
