Chapter 189: A Hundred Years of Reunion
"What are you talking about! The person is gone!? You tell me again!" Slightly grabbing a little nurse's collar and roaring, looking at the little nurse who was scared and about to cry, she pushed her down and fell on the bed with a slight force, and the tripod rushed out of the ward in an instant, and Ran Jing, who was holding a bucket of braised beef noodles and eating it, bumped into her arms, and a bucket of steaming instant noodles splashed Ran Jing's face.
"Poof, who walks without long eyes, can't such a big living person see? Hey, Weiwei, why are you?" Ran Jing, who had her hands on her hips and instant noodles in her head, was about to go crazy, but found that it was Weiwei who hit her, and at this time, Weiwei's face was full of anxiety, and a pair of big eyes were about to bleed, something must have happened.
"Chubby is lost!" Seeing Ran Jing slightly, just like a drowning person seeing a dry shore, he took Ran Jing's little hand and dragged her out, and said as he ran, "Jingjing, did you say that Chubby walked by himself, or was he kidnapped? What should I do?"
At this time, Weiwei was completely out of order, and said upside down, fortunately, Ran Jing was still shocked, grabbed the noodles in her hair and threw them aside, grabbed Weiwei, who was still running out, and said, "Weiwei, calm down, let's go to the monitoring room first, it's clear whether you left by yourself or were kidnapped." ”
"Yes, yes, monitoring room, let's go, monitoring room!" Weiwei and Ran Jing inquired all the way and hurried to the monitoring room, and at the same time, in a taxi, Du Kang was driving in a hospital gown, and there was a middle-aged uncle in the co-pilot of the car, who was the owner of the taxi, and was stunned by Du Kang's slap.
"I said Gongziyu, isn't it a bit too much for us to do this?" Du Kang said in the rearview mirror.
In the rearview mirror, in addition to Du Kang, who was driving, there was Gongzi Yu in a black robe sitting in the back seat, Gongzi Yu's thin lips curled up a good-looking arc, crossed Erlang's legs, leaned on the seat very comfortably, waved his hand and said, "This is also a matter of no way, whoever let him live or die will not go to the No. 2 old dormitory building, don't worry, your slap just knocked him unconscious, just give him more money when he gets to the place." ”
"Okay. Du Kang also felt a little helpless, where the No. 2 old dormitory building is located, it can be said that the entire Dongguang can be said to be famous, and few people are willing to pass by nearby during the day, not to mention that it is now late at night, but Du Kang can't go by himself, he finally stopped a taxi and had to move hard, and when the matter is done, it should be no problem to leave more money as Gongziyu said.
Turning out of the bustling downtown area, there are fewer and fewer vehicles on the road, and then the road is already quiet, not even a ghost shadow, when the road is really quiet and sparsely populated, the taxi is speeding by, Du Kang brakes sharply, the car wheel and the ground friction make a series of harsh friction sounds, the taxi stopped opposite the No. 2 old dormitory building, across the road.
"It should be safe here, let's go. Du Kang took out five sheets from his jacket pocket and stuffed them into the hands of the unconscious driver, pushed the car door and got out of the car.
Du Kang tugged at the collar of his hospital gown and said to himself, "Gongziyu, we're going in, are you sure it's okay? ”
"Don't worry, when did I lie to you, as long as I am here, make sure you are safe, hurry up, I feel the breath of the gate of hell, go quickly!" Gongziyu's voice actually came out of Du Kang's mouth, urging Du Kang to hurry up and see what was going on in the old dormitory building No. 2.
At this time, in the hall on the first floor of the No. 2 old dormitory building, the atmosphere was very tense, headed by scholars, plus six ghosts, two Ye Zilong and Zhang Lu on the front, two ghost kings in red robes and two bald young people on the wall, but they may make a move at any time, after all, Zhang Lu wants the scholar to open the Rakshasa door ban, which is equivalent to letting the bald young man and the red-robed ghost king break the seal and get out of trouble in disguise.
"Teacher, I think you don't have to be stubborn anymore, the seal here has been broken, and your Rakshasa Gate still has to suppress the old thing in the leyline, it is impossible to completely urge it, if it weren't for the fact that I have had a little affection with you for many years, this king would have left a long time ago, let's get together and disperse, you open the ban and let this king out, this king promised you that you will definitely not go on a killing spree, how?" The bald young man grinned on the side.
The scholar pointed the long sword in his hand and faced Zhang Lu directly, but the rough man beside him couldn't help but scold, "You bald donkey, you fart with little special code, and you are still affectionate, if it weren't for the seven veins here being sealed, would you stay until now?"
"Dadao, you dare to talk to the king like this, you don't want to live!" The red-robed ghost king scolded loudly, and when he raised his hand, a bloody light hit the rough man.
"Hey, depending on people, don't move, give the teacher a face. The bald young man raised his hand and grabbed it, but he came first, grabbed the blood light in his hand, shattered it slightly into a little blood light, looked at the confrontation of a few people in the field, patted the red-robed ghost king on the shoulder and said, "Let's just watch here, we have been trapped for four hundred and fifty years, and we don't care about waiting for this hour and a half more." ”
"Yes, Your Majesty. The red-robed ghost king stood behind the bald young man with his hands down, the red light in his red blood eyes receded, and he changed into an ordinary appearance again.
"The Rakshasa door is open, all souls are sad, the corpses are mountains and bones, and the blood returns, these four proverbs did not expect to be on your body," the scholar grew into a fierce shirt, pointed at Zhang Lu, and a pair of eyes flashed with brilliance, life and death, crying and laughing, reflecting all kinds of strange scenes in the Rakshasa Gate.
Zhang Lu held the eight-flute amethyst in his hand, dripping and turning, Baohua flashed, and a light purple mist surged, enveloping the entire white and tender palm, and a trace of terrifying aura also overflowed from it.
"Lu Chenxi hasn't seen you for a long time, I didn't expect your cultivation to enter the realm very quickly, you have already reached this point, and you are still exchanging things with people?" As the voice came, Du Kang walked into the room with one foot, looked left and right, tilted his head and looked at it for a long time before he spoke, "Why are you missing two pounds of things for others, I told you a long time ago not to cheat and play tricks, you see how it is, this is someone who caught it, it should be!"
"Huh!?"
"This guy is not dead yet, he is simply a Xiaoqiang who can't be killed!"
"Great, now I can be saved, Ye Zilong, this kid, you wait for me, you dare to use Lao Tzu as a gunman, wait for me to go out and look good with you!"