"So the real story should be like this..."

Zhang Baoren looked at the two ghosts in front of him and said slowly:

"Peng Yi and Mrs. Wang met since childhood because of their own shortcomings and conditions, and had a very good relationship at one time. To some extent, they are also called childhood sweethearts."

"But because of some objective conditions, the two gradually walked away, and Mrs. Wang alienated him because of Peng Yi's personality.

But Peng Yi thought it was Wang Sheng, an old white-faced man with a good face, who stole his only friend and love."

"His long-term experience has made his mind more distorted. He wants to take revenge on this world and those two people."

"So he found a charming and charming woman to seduce Wang Sheng."

"When Wang Sheng happened to be severely anticipated and demanded by his parents since childhood, he had a strong sense of rebellion and depravity."

"Although I married Mrs. Wang, a dignified and beautiful woman, the charming and coquettish type is more in line with his appetite."

"No matter whether Peng Yi had expected it or was a coincidence, Wang Sheng was lost very quickly and thoroughly."

"He really fell in love with that woman."

"Later, in order to get Mrs. Wang, Peng Yi asked someone to kill the woman, which caused Long Tao to die and involved me."

"Is Peng's move for love?"

"I think there is, but it's not just that."

"He has been very distorted for a long time. On the one hand, he hopes that others can respect and respect him, but on the other hand, he wants to crush everything that looks better than him and step on his feet."

"The experience of Mrs. Wang leaving him also made him feel unswerving to hate Wang Sheng."

"So he will expose the intimate behavior between the two to Wang Sheng after Mrs. Wang is pregnant with his child, and at the same time he will proudly inform the two of their affair."

"This gave him a sense of pleasure that was above both of them."

"This is his ultimate revenge."

"And this eventually led to Mrs. Wang's second miscarriage and death."

Speaking of this, Zhang Baoren sighed lightly.

Then a hint of seriousness appeared in his tone, "In the whole thing, what I find most difficult to understand is the reason for Mrs. Wang's death."

"At first, I suspected that it was suicide, and then I felt that it was Wang Sheng who was angry and killed his wife. Finally, I even considered that it might be Peng Yi's hand."

“But I can’t be sure.”

As he said that, he looked at the white dress king, who was weak in ghost spirit, with weak twists and strength.

"It was not until the wife actually appeared that I determined who the real murderer was."

"Who is it?"

Mrs. Wang asked in confusion.

Peng Yi and Wang Sheng looked at each other blankly at the same time, and then looked at Zhang Baoren in disbelief.

Seeing this, Zhang Baoren was also a little surprised, "Don't you know who killed you?"

A sense of shame and anger appeared on the face of the white dress king, and he shook his head and said:

“I was cooking that day, and suddenly I felt a pain in the back of my neck and lost consciousness.

When I woke up again, I found myself stuffed into the boiler and burned by the raging fire...and then that's what it is now."

Then he asked in a cold tone, "Please tell Master Zhang who burned me to death."

"It is a vicious and terrifying existence that you cannot take revenge or find."

Zhang Baoren said: "In fact, that's also my enemy."

That’s right, like Old Man Zhao, this Mrs. Wang was also a “ghost” that was killed by "Wang Shanjun" and then artificially transformed into a “ghost”.

This unnatural "ghost spirit" is relatively weak, but its hidden ability is very powerful.

Even Zhang Baoren, who has super strong perception, needs to appear in him before he can discover his true existence and location.

This time, I came to help Wang Sheng get rid of ghosts, but there were no traces of ghosts inside and outside his home. Only bone residues left after the creature was burned were found in the stove.

Combining Wang Sheng's state and the clues he found, Zhang Baoren had a vague guess in his mind.

That's why Wang Sheng and Peng Yi were led to the kitchen to see if they could catch the hidden ghost through these two people.

The final reality was indeed as he expected.

"Then what is the reason for my murder?" Mrs. Wang lamented.

Zhang Baoren said: "I am also pursuing this question. I want to know why he killed you more than you."

"Hihe... I am a confused person when I am alive, and I am a confused person after I die."

Mrs. Wang smiled miserably, "Since there is nothing we can do, I won't care about that person. I just hope that the adults can rectify the Dharma as soon as possible."

Then he turned his tone and his tone became cold and resentful, "But the harm these two beasts did to me and the harm caused to me can't be done like this."

"Please make the decision for me."

Zhang Baoren looked at her with some pity, "Your experience is pitiful enough, and these two men can indeed be called a great sin."

"But by law, they don't need to be directly responsible for your death..."

Mrs. Wang's face suddenly changed, and a few ignition spots appeared on her dress, but the temperature around her became even colder.

She stood up and was about to take action...

But his body suddenly became stationary, and two slightly illusory Zhang Baoren appeared behind her, putting his hands on her shoulders, and pressing them tightly.

Mrs. Wang struggled hard, but there was no effect at all. In the end, she could only collapse on the ground and yelled at Zhang Baoren, "Why should you stop me?

What is your reason? What is the method?

Why didn’t you appear when I was bullied and killed? Why didn’t anyone tell me the Dharma at that time? No one reasoned me?"

"You know how to bully me, you ****..."

Mrs. Wang cursed and said auspiciousness, but in the end Zhang Baoren could only seal his mouth.

Wang Sheng looked at him and struggled endlessly, but still looked at his wife with resentment, and the two "Zhang Baoren" who suddenly appeared easily to cure his wife.

He respectfully bowed to Zhang Baoren and said, "Since the person has already clarified the truth and the demon has been buried, I will not disturb your work."

As he said that, he got up from the ground and wanted to leave.

Peng Yi also quietly headed towards the door.

But as soon as the two of them took a step, their bodies were fixed, and another "Zhang Baoren" with a spring-eyed look appeared, stretching out his hands and pressing them on their shoulders.

"Don't hurry to leave. According to law, you really don't need to be responsible for her death. Even if it is another crime, you cannot be held accountable because there is no direct evidence."

"But 'Fa' is only determined by people, but it cannot be controlled by ghosts..."

Zhang Baoren's gentle voice came from behind the two, and then passed by them.

With the eyes of the two of them, they smiled and left with a smile.

Slap... As he left the kitchen, the two wooden doors suddenly closed.

The two ghosts in the kitchen also resumed their actions at the same time.

Peng Yi and Wang Sheng squeezed tightly against the door, their eyes covered by despair and fear. They looked at Mrs. Wang and said good times and words to beg for mercy...

Mrs. Wang did not react to the words of the two, but just looked at them with a smile.

On her fair and delicate skin, large areas of black and red scabs gradually appeared, and bloodshot like magma flowed on her skin like bark and black charcoal.

There was no trace of the dignified and beautiful appearance, and it looked extremely disgusting.

But as this disgusting image appeared, wisps of flames swept away from her skirt and spread on the dusty piles of firewood, chopping boards, cabinets, and floors...

Mrs. Wang rushed towards the two people who were trembling and gritting their teeth against each other in the fire...

“Hahahahaha…”

A giggle and a fire came from behind, and soon the flames became fierce, covering the entire kitchen with orange-red flames.

Zhang Baoren stood in the yard and watched quietly. He could vaguely see three figures entangled in the flames and merged together.

Transform into one, never separate.

The flames reflected the sky red under the setting sun. In the south and west of the city, which can be called canned sardines, countless people were blown out by the flames.

One by one, the ragged and skinny figures were crowded together like a market.

A pair of eyes looked here, and despair and madness were nurtured in the eyes.

Whether it was under the guidance of one person or acting together, those people rushed over here with pots, pans, and other things.

He shouted, screamed... as if he wanted to put out the fire, but also as if he was preparing to experience some kind of carnival.

With a whisk in Zhang Baoren's hand, a wisp of black smoke flew out of the flames and fell, piled up in his hands.

Holding this handful of dead ashes that seemed light and heavy, then carrying his hands behind his back, slowly moving against the current from others.

Although the crowded, Zhang Baoren naturally avoided a small path.
To be continued...