Chapter Ninety-Three: Going Alone
"Little sir?" I said with a hint of confusion.
"Yes! That's the nickname of the contemptible people!" Zhuo Shu said to me as he lay on the bed.
I put Dong Jiayi, who was not yet awake, beside him.
"Brother, look, cowardly as a mouse!" At this time, Wu Jiaxin had already lifted the plaque.
It turned out that under this plaque, there were four words engraved with a knife, that is, cowardly as a mouse.
"Hey, hey, that's what Mr. Little meant!" Wu Jiaxin smiled maliciously.
A trace of embarrassment flashed on Zhuo Shu's face, and he immediately got up and snatched the plaque from her hand.
"Your stomach doesn't hurt anymore?" Wu Jiaxin immediately said mockingly, and staggered back and forth holding her stomach like Zhuo Shu.
"Brother Tai, rest assured! This incident of the witch media is the starting point of my fame, and I have been studying ink art for many years! You can rest assured!"
The more he said this, the more worried I became, because I didn't feel the slightest bit about the whole wall of rune paper, as if it were useless white paper.
"These runes?" I asked, confused.
"Haha! Brother Tai's eyes are vicious, and the younger brother admires, this is a new rune paper that I have blended with the strengths of a hundred schools. Speaking of this rune paper, Zhuo Shu seemed to be very proud.
"Does it work?" I asked.
Zhuo Shu's proud face was a little embarrassed, and he smiled at me and immediately changed the topic: "Why don't you and I communicate and find something!"
I also feel that this Zhuo book seems to be nothing, although he can chase four corpses to find us, but one of them can't draw talismans, so what's the use of him!
"Say it!" I asked him first.
"I have found out the general location of that store, so I will go and walk around in person, my brother is good, would you like to go with me?" Zhuo Shu invited me very sincerely.
I looked at him, and then at Yu Xinyue: "Forget it!
It's not that I don't trust him, it's that I really don't need to be a burden.
I thought that I could help me when I met a Mr. Bai who wanted to intervene, but I didn't expect to meet another rice bag.
Although the strength of those Mr. Bai outside should not be weak, they can't help me.
Mr. Bai is paid for doing things first, I don't need to talk about remuneration now, if I invite them, I can't afford to lose this person, and besides, although my strength is average, but I still don't let others know about the things I am involved in, and I don't want to be paid for this matter, to put it bluntly, it is my private matter, and I can't ask outsiders to help me except for people who have friendships to help me.
That's the rule, too.
Mr. Bai is self-reliant, rarely asks others for help in his private affairs, and no one is willing to admit that his ability in this line is not as good as others, and he still needs help from others, so this has become an unwritten rule.
Actually, it's pretty good, at least so I don't have to worry about exposing the coffin nails or brass bells when I go alone.
"You took this job?" I asked, turning my face.
"Uh-huh!" Zhuo Shutou nodded as if he had touched the electric door.
"It's actually my private business, so I thought I'd do it myself, and you were here to help me keep an eye on them, so that the witch media wouldn't get in trouble with them first. I said.
"What, you want to go by yourself?" Zhuo Shu looked at me with some confusion.
"What's the matter? Isn't it? There's something wrong with your talisman technique! You don't need to explain, I'll investigate the matter first, and you can just come forward on the surface!" I said. Actually, that's what I think, I can't expose myself, so I need to find a top tank to do these things.
"No, no, no, it's better for me to go with you!" Zhuo Shu said to me very seriously.
In fact, I was in a hurry to solve this matter, I always felt that the witch medium couldn't harm Yu Xinyue for no reason, and when I saw this witch media kill the four Yu Xinyue's classmates without restraint, I could see that she did things unscrupulously, but why did she just use a cat bone wind chime that was not very powerful to make Yu Xinyue suffer?
And the most important thing is that no matter how you look at it, you can see that Dong Jiayi's pain is actually much smaller than Yu Xinyue's, not to mention all the strange things that Dong Jiayi saw when the black cat was dying, that is, the tattoo and corpse oil, I didn't think that Dong Jiayi could survive.
And if she wants to harm Dong Jiayi or Yu Xinyue, she can actually do it directly, if she doesn't even have this means, wouldn't those four people die in vain.
But now it seems that among Dong Jiayi and Yu Xinyue, she seems to value Yu Xinyue the most, and I suddenly noticed that Yu Xinyue didn't seem to be hurt at all, but Dong Jiayi was almost devoured by a fox.
And she won't be idle, she has nothing to do to set up such a big game, just to be happy!
There must be a secret in it.
I asked for the address, and I didn't care about Zhuo Shu, and left here directly.
When I walked out, those Mr. Bai who remained here shook their heads and sighed, they seemed to mean that I asked the wrong person, after all, they couldn't directly say that the person I was looking for couldn't do it, so it would be ruined other people's jobs, and I could only be suspicious through this kind of behavior.
But I've tried Zhuo Shu a long time ago, and he doesn't seem to know anything, and he just has the name of Mr. Bai in the ink, oh! He seems to be really Mr. Storyteller, and I've seen the waking wood on his desk.
When I came out, I quickly took a taxi to see what her store was.
At this time, I was also very anxious, because many people had seen me, and I was afraid that I would be wanted before this matter was resolved, and my whereabouts would be discovered at that time.
In fact, thinking about Zhuo Shu, it is not easy for this guy to track down those four corpses, I'm afraid he is not a family heirloom, otherwise he wouldn't say anything.
Mr. Bai has his own housekeeping skills, such as my family's coffin nailing technique, Chen Tian's coffin method, and the Li family's corpse control, these are all eating skills.
I didn't expect the first guy I saw to ink didn't know anything.
By this time I had reached the street where the Witch Media's store was located.
I got out of the car and quietly walked down the street pretending to be walking.
Sure enough, in the middle position, there is a very small storefront, on which is written witchcraft spirit medium, luck calculation.
In fact, I don't know much about this kind of witch medium, and the fox tattoo thing can be regarded as a mistake and used the right way, and I can still be regarded as knowing a thing or two about the traditional northern warlocks, but this kind of witchcraft spirit medium is transmitted from the west and southern Xinjiang, especially the spirit medium in southern Xinjiang, where there is not only Gu worm poison, but also a kind of person who specializes in refining ghosts.
Standing in front of this shop, I felt a palpitation, and my feelings told me that there might be danger in it.
But I can't let go of Yu Xinyue's affairs.
I dropped the nail from the cuff and pinched it in my hand, took off the glove in my left hand, and to see that no one was paying attention to me, I dodged into the storefront.
It's not just small, it's very deep.
A long corridor, lit with candles on both sides of the corridor, and a scent similar to the smell of blood wafting in it, not really the smell of blood, but if you want to smell it to ordinary people, it must feel like the smell of blood.
At the end of the passage there is a curtain full of beads and small skulls.
I quietly lifted the curtain.
There was only one table inside, and in front of it sat a man in a hooded suit.
"Witchcraft medium, luck calculation, which do you want to calculate?" came an old woman's voice.
I sat down with some caution: "Let's test your luck!"
"Good!" As the old woman looked up, I saw a mask, as if she had made up her mind not to let me see her.
But I'm not in a hurry, I will find a way to stimulate her to say what she wants to do with Xinyue.
She took out a wooden jar and somehow got out of nowhere a large snake, the size of a child's arm.
She pulled out a dagger, and as I watched, she sliced open the snake's belly alive.
The snake didn't seem to know the pain, and was still crawling back and forth on her hand, even trying to get close to me.
I ducked back slightly.
The serpent's wound was bleeding, and the blood remained in the wooden altar.
She then pulled out all the snake's entrails and laid them out on a piece of brown paper.
I could even see that the snake's heart was still beating.
Then to my surprise, she actually twisted the snake's head off with a twist of force.
Place the head of the snake at the very end of these internal organs.
The snake's heart was still beating at this point, and I could even see the rest of the blood that flowed out of it was soaked in vellum paper at this point.
And the most bizarre thing is that the shape of this snake slowly appeared on the brown paper, and even blood droplets in the shape of scales appeared in the blood.
I was attracted to this method and didn't feel like I was looking at it seriously.
Suddenly!
The head of the snake turned violently like me, and its eyes seemed to be staring at me as if they were staring at its prey.
The hairs on my back suddenly stood on end, which was a sign of danger.
In an instant, the head of the snake leapt from the paper and lunged at me.
Opening my mouth, I could even see the old lady in the mask across through its throat.
I instinctively wanted to slap the snake head out.
But I found myself unable to move, as if waiting for the snake to bite me.
I was immediately amazed at what was going on.
But then my heart twitched.
When I came to my senses, I saw not the head of a snake, but the withered hands of the old woman, who was stabbing me in the throat with a dagger made of bone.
I leapt backwards and dodged the blow.
It turned out that I had fallen into a dream before I knew it.
"The head of the snake is severed and devours people, you have a bloody disaster!" the old woman's voice changed tone.
I felt that something was wrong, the yin qi here was too heavy, I hadn't felt it just now, but after my heart beat violently, my sensitive feeling returned.
And most importantly, I stood far away and saw that on the wall behind this old woman, a photo of Yu Xinyue was hanging!