Xing Zheng poured a cup of tea for Peng Jun, thinking that the old man had no heart disease, otherwise the scene just now would have scared him to death.

Putting aside the first time Peng Jun, even if Xing Zheng and Teng Yi had seen each other in broad daylight, they were still a little scared.

"Commander Peng, now you know who is a liar and who has the real ability?" Yan Ning returned to his seat with a smile.

Peng Jun said in confusion: "What happened to Zhang Qiujin killing ghosts just now?"

Zhuang Xiaoya found the paper knife from Zhang Qiujin's sleeve that fainted, smelled it, and said, "This paper knife is covered with turmeric. The tea that Zhang Qiujin sprayed just now looks alkaline. When the alkaline water meets turmeric, it turns red. So the tablecloth is not ghost blood, but just a chemical product."

Everyone was relieved after hearing this.

Teng Yi said curiously: "Xiaoya, I can't tell you know so much."

Zhuang Xiaoya pouted: "I have studied hard, but I don't look like someone, I haven't even passed the college entrance exam."

Yan Ning knew that Zhuang Xiaoya was talking about him, so he quickly coughed twice, and changed the subject: "Commander Peng, since he has already figured out who has the real ability, should he talk about asking us to come? What's going on?"

Peng Jun smiled and asked Tengyi to throw out the fainted Zhang Qiujin first, then said, "Don't call Commander Peng. The impact is not good. I'll be apart from my family. Call me Uncle Peng!"

Yan Ning nodded, and did not pretend, and directly called Uncle Peng. Peng Jun immediately grinned and laughed, very unhappy.

"Actually, you know just now. I have a daughter who is about the same age as Xiaoya, but she is not so lucky. A month ago, she had a car accident..."

Peng Jun began to be serious and talked about him and his daughter.

"My daughter is Peng Xiaoyu (the prototype of Peng Xiaoyu is book friend Zhao Xiaoyu). Xiaoyu's mother died early, but it did not affect her innocence and cheerfulness at all...

Half a year ago, a drug lord named Zeng Deshi was captured by me, but his remnants were still at large and had never stopped threatening me for half a year. A month ago, in order to retaliate against me, his subordinates took advantage of the opportunity to attack Xiaoyu for two months, drove her to death, and then escaped.

When I saw Xiaoyu's terrible body, I vowed to find the criminal who killed my daughter, but they came prepared. I tried my best but still couldn't find the real murderer.

I originally didn't believe in ghosts, but on the night of Xiaoyu's first seven, she actually asked me to dream and cried to me about her grievances, saying that she had not yet disappeared and could not be reincarnated. She also described the murderer's appearance to me in the dream. After I woke up, I caught the criminal that day. After interrogation, the suspect admitted that he drove to kill my daughter!

Although the murderer was arrested, my daughter's resentment still did not fade. Since then, her daughter will appear in my dream every night. At first, she just cried, said she was unfortunate, and said she didn't want to leave. Later, she became more and more violent. She began to go crazy, began to give up on herself, and even harmed herself in my dream!

Last night, I dreamed that she had cut her throat, covered in blood, and walked towards me with a look of despair, saying that she was persecuted by misfortune, saying that she really wanted to stay in the world and stay with me... But I knew that people could not be resurrected by death, Xiaoyu was a miserable child, and I was all the one who harmed her. What I can do now is to let her go to the underworld to be reborn with peace of mind.

I asked around and finally heard the introduction of the firing squad, which led to the scene of getting to know two friends today... Please help her for my miserable daughter's sake!"

Peng Jun, a strong soldier, had his eyes red as he spoke. His previous aura disappeared, as if he was a twilight old man.

After hearing this, Zhuang Xiaoya couldn't help feeling pity and pulled Yan Ning's sleeve and said, "Let's help Uncle Peng."

"Of course I will help!" Yan Ning said, "Uncle Peng, don't worry, just love your father and daughter deeply, I, Yan Ning, must help you!"

Peng Jun's identity is ranked among the top in the country, but who knew that Peng Jun, who is above ten thousand people, also had his helplessness. He was so powerful that he was also terrified every day.

Yan Ning has not admired many people in his life. He puts good policemen and soldiers on the same height as good doctors. They are the last wall of kindness in the world. If they weren't for them, the world would have been in chaos.

After hearing Yan Ning's words, Peng Jun said gratefully: "No matter what the result is, I will thank the two friends first."

Yan Ning thought for a while: "It's better to set off now, don't you know where Xiaoyu's body is?"

"Xiaoyu's body is still in the funeral home, and there are people I arranged to take care of it carefully... Because Xiaoyu's body cannot be burned," Peng Jun said.

"Can't it be burned?" Zhuang Xiaoya's expression changed slightly, "Isn't it... I want a corpse to change, right?"

Xing Zheng's expression changed: "That's going to be troublesome!"

Xing Zheng did not often act with Yan Ning, but he also understood a lot about this. He had also seen the power of the blood evil spirit.

If the body cannot be burned, there must be something wrong.

"Corpsy? What does it mean?" Peng Jun was confused.

Yan Ning's face was not very good either: "It's too late to explain, we must set off now! If it's too late, something big will happen!"

Peng Jun also felt something was wrong, so he stood up and ignored the delicious food on the table. Teng Yi came back and was pushed out by Yan Ning: "Drive, let's set off now!"

Peng Jun was not actually from Jianzhou. He lived in Hehui City, north of Jianzhou City. The two cities were far apart and had no EMUsing lines. So after a few people got on the bus, they walked off the expressway for five hours without stopping before arriving at Hehui City.

Since the funeral home is in the remote suburbs, after getting off the expressway, Tengyi followed the navigation for another two hours before arriving at the foot of the funeral home.

The funeral home and the crematorium are opened on the same mountain. The funeral home is located on the south side of the mountain and the crematorium is located on the north side, which is in line with the theory of Yin and Yang Feng Shui.

The first thing Yan Ning did when he got off the car was to open the trunk and take out the Mingpo Knife. Yan Ning habitually placed the Mingpo Knife in the car, so he would not have bare hands.

When Zhuang Xiaoya got off the car, she was holding her cell phone, looking up at the sky, calculating something with her fingers.

"Two, you guys..." Peng Jun asked.

"It's calculated!" Zhuang Xiaoya interrupted, "Today is not a yin day."

Yan Ning breathed a sigh of relief: "That's fine, it shouldn't be the corpse."

However, Zhuang Xiaoya's expression was not very good: "Today is not a yin day, but yesterday was..."

"ah--"

As he spoke, a shrill scream came from the mountain, which immediately scared everyone. Teng Yi shouted: "What happened!"
Chapter completed!