Chapter 43: Funeral Row I
Du Kang was looking down to study the manuscript in his hand, which recorded some common demons and monsters, and the second half was the Yin and Yang Dao method, but Du Kang tried two kinds at the beginning, but his fingers were about to break, and the two handprints were not made, so he had to give up and honestly start learning from the basics.
"This looks like a notebook, who remembers it, Sister Chu? Unlikely, although this character is written beautifully, it is hidden in the wind and bones, and there is a faint killing aura through the back of the paper, it should be written by a man. Du Kang took the booklet in his hand and flipped through it, and felt that the booklet was incomplete, as if it had been torn out of a large book.
At such a moment's notice, he pushed the door slightly and walked over, throwing his first aid kit to Du Kang, "Carry it for me, and by the way, put your backpack on your back, and let's go out." ”
"Hmm. Du Kang caught the first aid kit and looked up at Weiwei, and suddenly felt that his eyes lit up, today's Weiwei wore a tight-fitting black leather coat, lining his body with a concave and convex body, especially the small waist like Everest and water snake on his chest, this visual impact made Du Kang quickly cover his nose with his hands and raise his head.
"Chubby, what are you looking at? Don't go quickly, we have a lot of things to do today. Glaring at Du Kang with slight anger, he pulled the neckline that he had pulled up with great difficulty, and took the lead in walking out of the door.
Looking at it from the back, the long black wavy hair swayed slightly with the pace, and that..."Damn! I can't look at it, I can't look at it, I can't look at it randomly, and I'm going to be anemic if I look at it again." ”
Du Kang grabbed his backpack in one hand and Weiwei first-aid kit in the other, followed Weiwei to get into the car, slightly kicked the accelerator, and the car drove towards the city center.
"Sister Chu, who are we going to look for?" Du Kang glanced at the chest of his slightly leather coat out of his control out of his control, but the two of them looked too embarrassed without saying a word, but fortunately, Du Kang was funny, and his chatter skills were full, so it was not a problem to find a common topic.
"Reincarnation Lu Ban, this person is said to be a public loser, well, that is, the descendants of Lu Ban, and the ancestors also learned techniques from the Mo family, passed down from generation to generation, Rong two families, unique techniques, ingenuity, many amazing magic weapons are from their lineage. Holding the steering wheel with one hand, Lu Ban was full of energy when he talked about this reincarnation.
"Don't look at him is not a descendant but just a side branch, but his means I have seen with my own eyes, it can be said that the magic is not too much, the first half of his life to save a family business, but also won the great name of the reincarnation of Luban, but now, machine tools, CNC, 3D printing, science and technology are changing with each passing day, he feels that the years are not forgiving, and the rivers and lakes are no longer the rivers and lakes of the past, so he returned to the forest springs, and now it is a golden basin to wash his hands. ”
"Oh, listen to what you mean, it seems that this man is also a guy with a story. "Du Kang is quite interested in this kind of Jianghu people who wash their hands in a golden basin and return to the forests and springs, no way, which man has not lived when he is young and frivolous, and which man does not have a white-clothed sword and invincible Jianghu dream in his heart?
The car stopped behind the old campus of the Institute of Engineering, which is now the inpatient department of Cangcheng Central Hospital, because the car could no longer enter.
"Just here?" Du Kang got out of the car and looked at both sides, he was too familiar with this place, after all, he spent his freshman year here, which Internet café in the neighborhood was the cheapest, which network management was the best-looking, who made the most authentic meat buns, whose hot pot chicken was the most authentic, then Du Kang was like a treasure, and he could find it with his eyes closed.
"yes. Nodding slightly, he took Du Kang into the old city in front of him, which can be regarded as an urban village.
The asphalt road is hot from the sun, the telephone poles on both sides are pasted with what old military doctors specialize in treatment, small advertisements for stuttering and stammering, the surrounding houses are also bungalows, old and new, uneven, you can often see groups of old men and old ladies moving a small bench to sit together, while basking in the sun to pick vegetables, while chattering, are some Zhang parents, Li Jia, three toads and five eyes and other trivial things, the atmosphere of life is much better than those high-level.
"This is it, come in. He stood up slightly and turned his head to Du Kang.
"Is this it?" Du Kang looked up at the white paper wreath hanging in front of the door, and the five-word "Lao Xia Funeral Walk" signboard on one side.
An ordinary façade, there is not even decoration on the outside, it is just an ordinary resident who opens a door in the hall, and there is no window.
Du Kang has been very resistant to this kind of place since he was a child, and he doesn't know if he is timid, or the shadow of watching movies when he was a child, in short, he just feels that this place is gloomy, and one of the paper figures may suddenly move his eyes or show a weird smile when you are not paying attention.
Seeing Du Kang standing at the door and not coming in, he turned around and walked out and asked him, "What's wrong?"
Du Kang was a little nervous and embarrassed to touch the tip of his nose, "Sister Chu, I... I'm not used to being here, can we change places? Why don't we go to the natural house for a meal, I'll please. ”
A pair of big eyes purred slightly, and his fingers supported his chin and looked at Du Kang, a judge looking at the criminal's style, and Du Kang was uncomfortable.
"Sister Chu, you... What do you think I'm doing?"
"Chubby, are you honestly scared?" showed a wicked smile like a little devil, and before Du Kang could react, he suddenly grabbed Du Kang's wrist and stepped back violently.
Slight strength, Du Kang is a good teacher, that is not a person at all, coupled with surprise, Du Kang was slightly dragged a stumbling, rushed forward two steps, almost fell to the ground, looked up again, found that he had entered the funeral line, slightly covering the stomach ache of Xiaozule, seeing Du Kang looking at himself angrily, and glaring back unceremoniously, "How about it? ”
was snatched by a slight beating, Du Kang scratched the back of his head, feeling as if it was really like this, now he figured it out, and suddenly felt that the whole person was relaxed, the feeling that there was always something staring at him behind his back was gone, he coughed dryly, patted his clothes, and said stiffly, "Who said it, who said that I was afraid, I just want to take a good look at the terrain, I..."
Slightly leaned in front of Du Kang, a pair of big eyes looked at Du Kang without blinking, and Du Kang's old face was hot, and he couldn't make up what he said.
"Ahem, Weiwei, is it that you little girl has come to my side to make trouble? What about that dead ghost Wang? Tell me last time..."A low and loud male voice came out of the inner room...