This is the wandering soul of the short and thin man in the anti-theft chapter. His figure is very transparent. Looking through his body, the outline of the community in the night opposite can still be seen clearly.

Among the ghosts Fang Xia has seen so far, only Fu Jin's figure is so solid that it is almost no different from a living person. The other basic transparency is below 50%. The little evil ghost attached to the marten coat is considered the top of other categories. The wandering soul in front of him is almost at the bottom, only slightly clearer than the soap bubble, and the feeling of dissipation when the wind blows.

The introductory books that Geng Shudan asked him to read seemed to mention the solidity of the ghost figure, which was related to its power, that is, the more solid the ghost was, the stronger its power was. At present, Fu Jin was the most powerful, and was a little proud. It was like suddenly appearing that his friend was the best among the practitioners in a certain industry he had ever met. Even if he knew that there might be a large group of big guys who were better than his friends, he would have to help him be proud first!

Fang Xia turned her head and handed Fu Jin an admiring look.

Fu Jin:[…?]

The wandering soul of the short and thin man first looked carefully at Fu Jin in the depths of the alley. Seeing that Fu Jin had no reaction, hesitated and slowly floated to Geng Shudan's head. He blew a few times in the smoke rising from the incense candles and paper money. Perhaps he was grabbing the paper money burned for him, and then looked down at Geng Shudan.

Geng Shudan could not see the ghost, but when he saw the unnaturally floating smoke in the air, he knew that the guest he had attracted had already received the benefits. He stopped burning paper money and placed two pieces of yellow paper on the ground, one with "yes" and the other with "no".

"Do you know the owner of this wallet?" Geng Shudan asked.

The Youhun glanced at the wallet on the ground and nodded seriously. [I know, it’s the woman named Hu Jia!]

After the wandering soul finished speaking, the yellow book on the ground with the words "Yes" trembled.

Fang Xia was very interested in seeing it, but why did he have to ask Hu Jia's common items? This ghost could even name someone. Isn't it better to ask him directly how Hu Jia is? Fang Xia took two steps back like a cat, walked to Fu Jin, and asked him in a low voice.

Fu Jin looked down at Fang Xia and said, "[It is to ensure that there is no mistake. People have the same name and surname, and have the same pronunciation and appearance. If the performer cannot communicate directly with the ghost, there may be mistakes. But ghosts will never recognize the yang energy of living people. Commonly used items are stained with the yang energy of the owner, which is an alternative method when the owner himself cannot be present."

"Have you ever seen Hu Jia kill a baby boy?" Geng Shudan burned a few more pieces of paper money over there and continued to ask.

[Have you ever seen that woman kill? Never! Although I think she is a woman who can do such a thing...] The wandering soul trembled while saying that "No" piece of yellow paper trembling.

Geng Shudan frowned, and it was not as smooth as expected. He attracted ghosts near Hu Jia's residence. It was not difficult to attract ghosts to know Hu Jia, but the ghosts he was about to attract happened to witness Hu Jia's murder scene. The probability was indeed very low.

[Hey! Don't ask? Don't ask? I'll burn all the remaining paper money to me!] The wandering soul floated around Geng Shudan's head, but when he saw someone, he cursed, and then remembered Fu Jin's existence not far away. He glanced secretly, then cursed, then curled, then curled, and then curled, then curled, and then curled into a ball, muttered and stared at the two yellow papers on the ground, [It's so difficult to make money if you die, and you're not satisfied with the answer, but even deducted my salary! OK! Then I will make up a satisfactory answer for you now!]

The yellow talisman with "Yes" written on the ground trembled.

Fang Xia: “…”

Geng Shudan: “…?”

I clearly saw the trembling yellow paper with "No" written on it. Could it be that what I just blew was blown by the wind? This time it was true? Geng Shudan looked at the two yellow papers on the ground, and his expression was wandering on his face.

So, the yellow paper with "Yes" written on the ground shook even harder.

"Uh, do you mean you have seen Hu Jia kill a baby boy?" Geng Shudan couldn't help asking again.

"No, he is planning to make up stories to lie to you!" Fang Xia couldn't stand it anymore and interrupted with his arms.

As soon as Fang Xia finished speaking, the short and thin wandering soul on the other side was frightened and made a sharp scream, staring at Fang Xia with wide eyes. Not only did his eyes look emotionally, but his emotional expression was also synchronous. The soul without entity obviously would not have physical restrictions, so - his small eyes suddenly occupied half of his face.

Fang Xia: "..." In that kind of girl comic, the cute big eyes that occupy almost half of the face actually existed, and the big eyes of the big brother in front of him went forth and were exploring in the direction of terror.

[Can you hear me? Can you see me? Are you a human or a ghost?!] The wandering soul asked three times in a row, and the voice changed in the end.

"The first two questions are nonsense, and the last question is of course human. You haven't seen it because you are a ignorant ghost. Okay, I'm not asking you to ask me the other way around, let's continue." Fang Xia blocked the way to continue asking questions by the wandering soul, "You said you have never seen Hu Jia kill a baby boy, so have you seen Hu Jia interact with someone with babies? The kind that is more close, don't talk about polite contacts from neighbors."

[This, this... doesn't seem to be.]

The wandering soul curled its wide eyes into a normal state. She glanced at Fang Xia for a few moments and wanted to escape, but she found that the evil ghost behind Fang Xia was staring at him, trembling so that the three souls and seven spirits were almost dispersed, and she didn't dare to run away. All evil ghosts were not easy to mess with. Now the person in the alley is even more terrible.

"Oh, what do you know about Hu Jia?" Fang Xia continued to ask.

[She likes watching palace fighting TV series, goes to yoga classes twice a week, and likes to take a bath...]

"Stop!" Fang Xia said to interrupt the wandering soul, "Speak some interpersonal matters."

[This... Speaking of which, Hu Jia is actually a mistress.] The almost transparent wandering soul floated up and down a little, [She is the mistress of a boss named Guo, and the woman's house was also bought by the one named Guo. Last year, the man surnamed Guo often came here, but suddenly he didn't come two months before the New Year. He came here again, but he didn't spend the night with Hu Jia, but took Hu Jia to the villa where he lived. Sometimes Hu Jia took a taxi by himself.]

"Which villa have you followed?" Fang Xia asked.

[yes!]

"Are there children in there?"

[I don't know this. I followed it twice, never went in, and then I didn't go there.]

"Why?" Fang Xia said strangely. Hearing the words of Wanhun, it didn't seem like he was tired of it, but because there was some reason that made him give up doing that.

[The villa doesn't feel good. If you get close, you will feel uncomfortable. I didn't dare to follow in.] Youhun sighed, [Those rich people always like to engage in superstition, and there will be some things that drive away evil spirits at home. Weak ghosts like me dare not go in casually. If they don't do it properly, they will be scattered.]

“What is the address of the villa?”

[No. 86, North Suyang Road.]

"Geng Shudan, do you have anything to ask?" Fang Xia turned her gaze to Geng Shudan.

"It's gone." Geng Shudan shook his head.

"Then that's it, you can burn all the paper money to this big brother."

Geng Shudan burned the remaining paper money in his hand, and the wandering soul fluttered happily among the floating ashes, and then floated away happily.

Fang Xia passed on the words of Youhun to Geng Shudan, "Now there is a roughly imaginable story - the mistress kills the child of the main wife or something."

"Let's go and see the situation in the villa tomorrow. It's too late today." Geng Shudan stood up after packing up the incense candle on the ground, stamped his sore legs, and then laughed, "You've helped a lot again."

"You should have asked me to talk to that ghost from the beginning."

"The person who asked about ghost skills and the person who asked about the question is the same person, but I didn't expect that someone could interfere from the side." Geng Shudan smiled and shook his head. There are only a handful of people who can understand ghost words in the circle of mystic arts. The probability of being interfered from the side is also small. Moreover, everyone generally abides by the Basic Law and will not interfere suddenly, so they have never known that there is such an operation.
Chapter completed!