Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Immortals Fight, and the Little Spirit Suffers
Xie Daocong shook his head, and then leaned back comfortably on the chair: "The bamboo slips together are the "Yin and Yang Book", and the one in your hand is just the Yang Book, you can look at people's luck and the like." And "Yin Book" can see yin and yang. β
"For example, you can find out if there is a ghost living under the same roof as you."
When Xie Daocong said this, he winked at me, and his expression was full of teasing jokes.
But I know that what he said to me was not a joke, and I have seen the skills of this old blind man.
I subconsciously looked at the whole room, after all, there was a fire at 94 Old Town.
Xie Daocong noticed that I was looking around, and stretched out a hand and patted my head: "Don't worry, you can't see it with your qualifications, and do you think that ghosts are something, something you can see if you want to see it?" β
"Cutβthe guys we saw on the street yesterday, don't tell me they're not ghosts."
"Those guys aren't ghosts at all!" Xie Daocong suddenly laughed, reached out and picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip, "Because all you see are corpses." β
Corpse?
Corpses can walk freely, shouldn't corpses all be hopping?
Bang β
I don't know where a gust of wind blew, and all the doors in the room were slammed shut.
Xie Daocong sat up directly from the sofa as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, but he didn't have any inconspicuous movements.
Tuk Tuk Tuk β
There was a sudden knock outside the door, and the knocking was getting louder and louder.
I sat on the couch and swallowed, not intending to open the door.
However, a familiar voice came from outside: "Liang Fan, are you kid not here?" If so, open the door for me and get out. β
Wei Huarong, this kid is really haunted, and he actually came to this place with me.
But I wanted to be here, and I also opened the door.
Wei Huarong looked like he had succeeded in his trick, and when he was about to walk in, I saw a little figure made of paper suddenly standing on his head.
The villain grows when he sees the wind.
"Close the door and let me in!" Xie Daocong roared from behind.
Before I could react, there was a bang on Wei Huarong's body, and my whole body was blown up and I fell to the ground.
Click-
The sound of broken bones was unusually clear, and it looked like I was going back to the hospital to get a cast again.
Wei Huarong covered his face, screamed in his mouth, and let go of his hand for a while, but his eyes were tightly closed, and two blood marks flowed from the corners of his eyes.
"Ahh My eyes, what the hell is wrong with my eyes? β
And the little man was still holding his thigh.
I was about to reach out and tear the villain off, but Xie Daocong spoke in the back again: "The paper man will definitely die if he leaves!" β
Stretched out half of his hand, and quickly withdrew it.
Xie Daocong stepped forward, bit his fingers and muttered some words in his mouth, and finally ripped the villain off.
He touched the little man in his hand, and only said a sentence after a long time: "I didn't expect this woman to dare to play this game with me, it's time to teach the other party a good lesson." β
I don't know where he pulled out a handful of yellow paper, bit his index finger and drew a few illegible symbols on a piece of paper, and then threw it out.
There was a huge shaking of the whole building, and I could even see the flower pots falling from the upper floors.
Not to be outdone, Xie Daoji sent a few flying birds, each holding a very huge stone in their claws, and smashed all the furniture in the room. Yue eBook
Wei Huarong and I were also injured to varying degrees.
Xie Daocong actually received the stimulus, and while fighting back, he disdainfully spoke: "I didn't study for a few years and dared to get an axe in front of me, and I will let you know today that I know that I know that it is powerful." β
"Wait! Xie Daocong, it's your business for the two of you to fight, can you give us two a golden bell jar or something, or wait until we are gone. β
I'm a cripple, Wei Huarong is a blind man, this fairy fight, it must be our two little ghosts who suffered.
Xie Daocong seemed to know that there was me in the room at this time, and the hand casting the spell paused, but he also reached out and patted me on the shoulder: "Hurry up!" β
I looked at Wei Huarong and said tentatively: "Can you still follow me?" β
Wei Huarong knew that he couldn't stay here now, no matter how dull he was, so he nodded vigorously and reached out to grab my clothes: "If you dare to put me down halfway, don't blame me for being unkind to you." β
The two of us had a very difficult time leaving, and we could only lean against the wall and slowly walk down step by step.
The upstairs was tinkling, and when I got downstairs, a red dress fell from the sky and enveloped me.
After taking a taxi, Wei Huarong and I went to the hospital.
My leg was originally a bit of a fleshy wound, but now it's broken.
Wei Huarong's eyes were tightly packed, but fortunately he didn't hurt the cornea.
The two of us helped each other back to the company, and as soon as they entered the company, they met the oncoming Chen team.
Compared with before, Team Chen was much haggard, and the beard on his chin was particularly obvious.
But when he saw the two of us, he laughed heartily: "The virtue of the two of you reminds me of a nursery rhyme: 'One has no tail, the other has no eyes, it's strange, it's strange'." β
However, he quickly changed his tone and was extremely serious: "According to the company's regulations, a fight between colleagues is to be fired. β
Team Chen is serious, obviously not joking.
Hearing this, I felt even more chuckled in my heart.
If I can't keep driving, then I'll lose my connection with bus 4, and the guys won't let me go. Maybe I'll die worse than I do now.
I was thinking about how to speak, when Wei Huarong suddenly spoke: "Team Chen, you can't just put your hat on our heads, we're better now like wearing a pair of pants." β
"As for my eyes, that's when I saw a couple of little kids setting off firecrackers there and accidentally getting smashed in the eye. It's really true, it's better not to let Lao Tzu know who their parents are. β
Team Chen had a playful look on his face, but he didn't continue to investigate, but let us go back.
I sent Wei Huarong back to the dormitory, and saw that the dormitory was full of all kinds of empty bottles, and then I found a very ugly little man on his bed, with my name clearly written on it.
I saw that the villain was silent for a long time, and finally decided to speak: "Wei Huarong, there is no person as big as you, and you are still playing with dolls in bed." β
Wei Huarong didn't expect me to discover his secret, and the whole person was a little embarrassed to stand in place, but he put on a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water: "If you are not convinced, you can do it directly to me." Anyway, I can't see right now. β
Naturally, I wouldn't do anything to him, even if he couldn't see with his eyes, but I saw him knock down several big men by himself.
But now that this doll has been discovered by me, this matter can't be swept away so easily.
I sat on his bed, waiting for him to give me a reasonable explanation, after all, the matter of piercing the villain can be big and small.
Wei Huarong fumbled, found his bed and sat down, took out a pack of cigarettes from under the pillow with ease, and put the cigarette butt in his mouth: "I picked up this thing, and it was in the hall where the portrait was placed." I was there on the day Mr. Feng Shui died, but I didn't see what was going on inside, I just picked up such a doll. β
"I didn't write the words on it, I didn't graduate from junior high school, how could I write such beautiful words?"
What Wei Huarong said to me made me a little suspicious.
After all, this doll was found under his pillow, and this doll has my name written on it.
The air suddenly became a little condensed, and I suddenly noticed a small notebook under Wei Huarong's pillow, and the whole notebook looked very shabby, the paper turned yellow, and the pages were upturned.
"Since you said that you didn't write the words on it, then bring me the notebook under your pillow to compare the handwriting."
Wei Huarong suddenly smiled: "You definitely don't want to look at what is under my pillow." β
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