Chapter 19, Who is the Victim
Before Ask Cheng to find something that could wipe the water, Yao Linxi had already taken off his coat and draped it on Tan Xing.
"Is she here again? I'll take you to the hospital right now. ”
Yao Linxi didn't mind that the water on Tan Xing's body would get on him, so he put his arm around Tan Xing's shoulders and walked outside the house.
Tan Xing, who had been soaking in cold water all night, was so weak that he was crumbling, and when he was hugged by Yao Linxi, the whole person fell into his arms and fainted.
Yao Linxi was completely anxious, and immediately picked up Tan Xing and ran downstairs desperately, leaving the two Mo brothers and sisters in the house at a loss.
"Why don't we go too? The corpse of King Wen is still waiting for us at the hospital. ”
Wen Cheng proposed to leave, asking what Wen Qian meant next to him, but Wen Qian was still staring at the bathroom without the intention of making a choice.
"Hey, brother, what are you looking at? The eyes are straight, Tan Xing has already left, can she still stand up where she has stood? ”
Wen Qian ignored Wen Cheng's ridicule, closed his right eye, stretched out his hand to the bathroom and asked Wen Cheng: "If the person who was taken away just now is Tan Xing, then who is this woman?" Are you sure you didn't recognize the wrong person? ”
"How could I admit that she is weird in Xingguli, she has long hair and short ......"
Wen Cheng argued unconvinced that it was impossible for him to recognize the wrong person, and looked into the bathroom in the direction of Wen Qian's finger, and the rest of the words were so shocked by the scene in the bathroom that he couldn't speak.
There was a figure looming behind the translucent shower curtain, half-sitting by the bathtub against the wall in a strange position, one of her legs half-curled on tiptoe slightly sticking out of the shower curtain, and a long metal needle the thickness of chopsticks was nailed to her thumb, no blood seeped out of the wound, but the pain on her toes could be felt from a distance.
"Since it's what you see with your left eye, then she's not human! We have Edgeworth, how can we be instigated, how many times have we encountered this kind of thing, and it's up to us to solve it artificially, and if we can't solve it, please ask Edgeworth! Don't be afraid, you cover me, let's go over and take a look, maybe it's the soul of the king. ”
Wen Cheng held the bronze sword and hid behind Wen Qian, saying that he was not afraid of having a sword heart, but his actual action was pushing and pushing Wen Qian to take the lead.
"Ask Orange, I think you're more scared than me, otherwise you stay here and give me the bronze sword, and I'll carry the sword over?" Wen Qian said as he reached out and took the bronze sword in Wen Cheng's hand.
With the bronze sword in his hand, Wen Qian walked to the shower curtain with confidence and picked up the shower curtain with the tip of his sword, looking at the weak and translucent long-haired pink woman between the bathtub and the shower curtain.
"Are you King Wen?"
Wen Qian took the initiative to talk, but the other party didn't look at him at all, just raised his eyelids slightly, and slowly turned his head to face away.
"Your mother's surname is Wang, your father's surname is Wen, and your father Wenpo is my mother Wenjing's nephew, can you understand the relationship between us? You have to call me ...... Uncle, yes, uncle, the one at the door is called aunt. ”
Wen Qian was stuck in the relationship, I thought it was right to call it this way, and asked Cheng to cough twice and whispered to remind Qian Qian:
"Brother, it's wrong, she's equivalent to our cousin's niece, there's nothing wrong with calling your cousin, I'm my cousin."
"It doesn't matter what she says, she can't really call it, just let her know that we are relatives and communicate easily."
Wen Qian waved his hand at Wen Cheng to ask her not to make trouble, Wen Wang provoked a smile at the corner of his mouth, endured the pain, and said coquettishly:
"Uncle Cousin, help me pull out the needle on my head, it really hurts to prick my hair!"
"Hey, I'm getting goosebumps, how did you shout at me?"
As soon as Wen Qian heard King Wen's voice, goosebumps rose all over his body, and his back was cold, just like he was overturned by the wind in the house with the window open, he avoided King Wen in disgust, walked to the door and returned the bronze sword to Wen Cheng, and asked her to go over to pull out the needle for King Wen.
"She's quite easy to get along with, you go and help her pull out the needle, let's take her to the morgue of the municipal hospital and wait for the ghost car to be delivered."
Wen Cheng was very reluctant to be pushed out by Wen Qian, and just wanted to pull out the long needle inserted in the thumb of King Wen, but was pulled by King Wen raised his hand.
"No, hold my needle on the top of my head, pull it out first, and I can do it myself."
"Okay, but you've got hair all over your head, and I don't see where the needles are."
Wen Cheng was still afraid of King Wen, so he kept a certain distance from her, and looked at King Wen's hair with his eyes, not daring to touch it at all.
"What are you afraid of? You are my relative, and you will not eat people. ”
Wen Wang encouraged Wen Cheng to start, and he took the initiative to pick up his hair and pointed out to Wen Cheng where he was pricked with needles.
"I heard that you died in a car accident, and I'm afraid of you...... I'm afraid that you have a dent on your head, I want to reach out and pull out the needle, and touching a little red and white will leave a psychological shadow on my life, even if it is for you, there is one less piece on your head, and the ghost life will be faceless in the future......"
Ask Orange to make excuses for his cowardice and refuse to pull out the needle again.
"I was in a car accident and was hit in the abdomen by a car, my ribs were broken, my internal organs were scratched and I was bleeding profusely and died, do you know where my abdomen is? Know where the ribs are? It was my head that was really going to be bruised, and the blood was 'poof', how could I have been shaved off by this vicious woman. ”
Wen Wang was so angry that she wanted to scold when she asked Orange, she would delay her life event if she didn't pull out the needle!
"Wait! Are you a victim? Tan Xing took the initiative to shave your hair and detain your soul with him? What is she trying to do? Is it safe to raise a little ghost? ”
Asking Cheng to grasp the point, knowing that King Wen was a victim of being destroyed by Tan Xing, he put his heart down and approached King Wen, reaching out to grope for something sharp on her scalp.
"I'm eighteen! As an adult, I have the right to choose my own life, and I am no longer a child at all! How could it be a little ghost! It's Tan Xing who is jealous of the beauty of my hair, which is smooth and smooth, which is very suitable for her to collect.
So the first thing she thought about when she found out that I was in a car accident was not to save me or help me find a hit-and-run driver, but to take scissors and click at my hair! How beautiful my long hair is! was tossed into short hair by her. ”
Wen Wang was complaining that Wen Jing was not able to save herself, and asked Cheng to touch a sharp thing on her scalp, pinched the tip with her fingernails and pulled it out, and pulled out a long needle of about 20 centimeters, and as the long needle was pulled out, a long pink ear-length hair fell to the ground.
"Oh my God! How much does Tan Xing hate you? In order to prevent you from making trouble, she is dead. ”
Wen Cheng was frightened by this long needle, complained about the ridiculously long needle, and when he looked down, he heard that the king disappeared along with the wig.