Seeing that the little monk understood what she meant, Jiujiu nodded with relief. She patted the little monk's head again and thought for a bit. Then, she took out the talismans that she had drawn a long time ago. She gave one to the little monk and the other to Director Li. "Get ready, we're going to the morgue tonight."
Director Li, who had just returned from the morgue, heard that Jiujiu was going to the morgue, and his face instantly froze. His masculine face was full of resistance as he said, "No need."
"No need?" Jiujiu raised her eyebrows and said, "If you don't want more people to die, then you don't have to."
When he heard that Jiujiu wanted more people to die, Director Li, who was still resisting, went silent for a moment. Then, he nodded calmly.
Jiujiu couldn't go directly to the morgue. She first changed into a set of light clothes. After thinking for a while, she took out a peach wood sword that could be used as a deterrent. Finally, she brought as many talismans as she could with her and gave each of the little monk and Director Li a stack of talismans. Then, she quietly waited for the sky to turn dark.
While waiting, the little monk took the time to make a vegetarian meal.
The little monk was very good at cooking, and Jiujiu was very satisfied with the meal. On the other hand, Director Li had a serious expression because of what happened at night. Even though Jiujiu and the little monk tried to persuade him, he didn't eat a single bite.
Of course, Director Li soon realized that it was a very wrong decision to not eat a single bite.
Especially when Jiujiu was sitting next to him, eating potato chips non-stop. Director Li's stomach was growling because he hadn't eaten for lunch, and his mouth was secreting saliva uncontrollably. However, Director Li didn't dare to tell Jiujiu that he wanted to eat.
After all, even though Director Li had seen countless corpses, he still didn't have the courage or the appetite to eat potato chips in a place like the morgue.
Because he didn't dare to eat, and because of Jiujiu's provocation, Director Li could only silently swallow his saliva and feel his stomach churn.
Jiujiu, Director Li, and the little monk squatted in the morgue for more than an hour. They didn't move until midnight.
The little monk was fine. After all, he was a person who had seen the world. However, Director Li, who had never seen the world, was different. When the strange and ear-piercing laughter came from the door, Director Li's body began to tremble uncontrollably. His hands unconsciously held Jiujiu's arms.
At this moment, Director Li didn't look like a man at all. He was cowering like a quail whose feathers had been drenched by the rain.
Jiujiu tilted her head and looked at Director Li, who was pinching his arm so hard that it hurt. She raised her hand and slapped him in the face.
Director Li was at a loss after being hit by Jiujiu, but because of fear, he could only swallow all his words.
Director Li's aggrieved look made Jiujiu laugh.
Jiujiu reached out and pinched Director Li's cheek. She chuckled and said, "Don't be afraid, I set up a barrier here. She can't see you."
Director Li didn't know what a barrier was, but the little monk knew very well.
However, when he heard that Jiujiu had set up a barrier, the little monk was a little confused.
His master had cultivated diligently for several decades, and only now was he barely able to lay down a barrier. However, looking at Jiujiu's age, it was clear that she was only in her twenties. Yet, she casually said that she had laid down a barrier. It was truly strange.
Jiujiu naturally sensed the little monk's confusion, but she just chuckled at his confusion. Then, she moved closer to Director Li's ear and whispered the things that would happen in each of the 18 levels of hell.
When Jiujiu said this, she kindly asked Director Li if he wanted to see the Black and White Impermanence.
When Jiujiu said the 18 levels of hell, Director Li's frightened face had already begun to turn pale. When Jiujiu asked him if he wanted to see the Black and White Impermanence, his face instantly darkened.
He was alive and well, why would he want to see the Black and White Impermanence?
Director Li's heart was about to explode because of Jiujiu, but because he was still in Jiujiu's ward at this moment, he could only endure his anger and remain silent.
When Jiujiu saw that Director Li was angry but didn't dare to say anything, she became more and more presumptuous. She even began to say some bad things about the King of Hell, which made Director Li so angry that he rolled his eyes.
Just when Director Li's patience was about to be worn down by Jiujiu, a gust of cold wind blew. The morgue door slammed heavily against the wall, making a loud bang.
Jiujiu, who was still teasing Director Li, immediately raised her head and looked in the direction of the door.
He saw a woman in red walking towards the morgue, and behind her was a man with a blank look.
The light of the morgue shone on the man, making his shadow very long. It was obvious that this man was obsessed with the female ghost.
Seeing that there was going to be a new victim, Director Li instantly wanted to rush out.
However, before he could move, Jiujiu stuck a Body Freezing Talisman on his forehead and he immediately became obedient.
Jiujiu glanced sideways at Director Li, who was so excited that blue veins were popping out on his forehead. She raised her hand and touched the top of Director Li's head, saying, "You're a f * cking mortal. If you rush out, you'll be killed. Be good and stay here. I'll take care of the rest."
After Jiujiu finished speaking, she stepped out of the barrier.
The female ghost, who was about to devour the man's soul, suddenly turned around the moment Jiujiu walked out of the barrier. When she saw Jiujiu's figure, a fierce light flashed in her eyes.
Today, Director Li had brought the little monk here. Moreover, Jiujiu had been standing in the same spot just now, so she hadn't been able to sense Jiujiu's aura. Therefore, she knew that Director Li had probably sent Jiujiu to deal with her.
However, when she saw that Jiujiu was just a delicate little girl, a trace of disdain appeared in her bloodshot eyes.
Did Director Li really think that she was a pushover? Today, he had failed to deal with the little monk, and now he had found another one. Moreover, he had found such a delicate little girl who looked like she could be crushed with a finger. He really looked down on her.
Because she thought that Jiujiu would be crushed with a finger, the female ghost looked at Jiujiu with a bit of pity, as if she was superior to her.
The female ghost dropped the man beside her, suddenly reached out, and grabbed Jiujiu's neck. She withdrew her hand little by little and said coldly, "Do you know who I am?"
The moment the female ghost grabbed Jiujiu's neck, Director Li's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. Even though she could not speak, she kept whining. She kept glancing at the little monk, wanting him to hurry up and save Jiujiu.
Although Jiujiu kept scaring him just now, no matter what, she was still a living little girl. As a policeman, how could he watch a little girl disappear in front of his eyes?
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