Chapter 26: The Origin
Of course I didn't go out.
If you tell me to go out, I'll go out, wouldn't that be shameless?!
I stood against the wall across the door, clenching my teeth, trying not to tremble, trying to maintain the last of my dignity.
The corners of Gundam's mouth curled up and he smiled mockingly.
Then, he walked over and reached out and grabbed my wrist.
His hand was like an iron hoop, and I shook it vigorously, trying to shake it off, but I couldn't shake it at all.
"Don't struggle uselessly, come out." Gundam said, and with a slight force in his hand, I couldn't move my whole body.
He dragged me out of the second bedroom and into the living room.
The living room was already a mess.
The dining table was broken in two, and none of the four chairs were good. The sofa in the tochine seat had already turned sideways, the sofa leather was broken, and a large ball of snow-white cotton was dragged out of it.
The TV screen has shattered, and the TV cabinet has completely shattered.
The only thing that is still intact is the coffee table with the bluestone tabletop.
My new home, which I had just renovated, was horribly damaged.
On the balcony, the boss sat on the ground against the wall, his legs stretched forward, his head hanging limply, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.
Gundam let go of my hand and sat down on the main couch himself.
He pointed to the concubine seat and said very casually, "Sit down." β
I didn't sit.
I know that there is nothing I can do today but to express my confrontation with silence and maintain my last dignity.
Gundam began to pump water, boil water, and arrange the tea utensils on the coffee table, and his movements were still very skillful and elegant.
"The female ghost who moved her hands and feet in the room just now was asked by the underworld to follow you to protect you, right?" Gundam carefully sorted out the tea set, and didn't even look at me, "Where has she gone?" Did you go back to the underworld to report the news? β
...... "I don't speak, and I don't want to mention Zhu'er's ruthless and unrighteous guy, and I also say that I was a righteous maid back then, I'm sorry!"
"But that's okay," Gundam himself continued, "if they dare to send people in large numbers, I'll take the whole community hostage. I have at least 200 younger brothers outside, and when the time comes, let them all come to the body of a human and kill each other. β
Taking the entire community hostage and letting them kill each other, he actually said it lightly, and his emotions did not fluctuate at all, as if he was saying a very ordinary thing.
Gundam opened the door of the coffee table, found a box of Maojian tea, opened it and smelled it, and praised it: "Not bad." β
He poured the tea leaves into the teapot as he continued, "There is a large-scale spirit war in the human world, and no one in the underworld can afford to take this responsibility. That's why they want you to be the judge of the underworld, trying to get you to deal with lonely ghosts like me, right? β
I was shocked to think, what Gundam said is probably the real intention of Emperor Xudu to ask me to serve as a judge in the underworld, right? At that time, he chirped so much to me, but it was all!
"It seems that the legend that your body can directly connect the two worlds of yin and yang, this statement may be true." Gundam finally raised his eyes to look at me, his brow furrowed slightly, "But I'm still a little confused. Although you have this ability, you are powerless, and I can shock you to death with a cough. Although that little girl has some skills, she is a complete fool. Aren't those people in the underworld worried that we will get rid of you? β
Gundam pondered, and finally shook his head.
"I've been watching you for a few days," Gundam continued with a deep groan, "I killed the decorator, pretended to kidnap Gundam, and wrote to drag you into the water to see what else you were capable of." The result is really disappointing for me, and it is clear that you are simply helpless, no different from the average normal person. β
I felt my pride hurt and couldn't help but ask, "How did you kill that renovation worker?" β
Gundam nodded, "That's your problem, you don't know anything about us ghosts, if you know a little bit, you should be able to think of it soon." I got a little ghost into the decorator and got him back to the room upstairs at night. Then I got on the Gundam myself, let the Gundam strangle the renovation worker, and then control the Gundam to leave, and that's how I left - don't you say, this Gundam is not bad, it's very useful. Over the years, I have met a person whose physical fitness is probably the best. β
It turned out to be that simple.
"Then after you killed the renovation workers, you didn't leave at all, or continued to hide in this building."
"Yes, scaring the guy who guards the parking lot is just to divert attention. You people didn't even think of that, and they didn't even think to search this building. Is it true that human beings have developed to the present, and intelligence has declined instead? β
I glanced at the boss, who was still sitting on the balcony and didn't know what was going on, and asked, "Aren't you guys in the same group?" β
Gundam was always answered: "Of course not. There are countless ghosts in other people's homes, how can they all be in a gang? Of course, I'm not the only one who has your eye on you. It is said that if you eat your soul, not only can your strength be increased by a hundredfold, but you can also completely get rid of the entanglement of the underworld, and you don't have to worry about being caught by them all day long. β
At this time, the water boiler "dripping" sounded twice, and the water was already boiling.
Gundam moves elegantly and skillfully by ironing cups, washing tea, and pouring water.
"I don't really believe the rumors. But for the sake of prudence, I don't want to observe any longer, so I decided to get rid of you today. Come, have a cup of tea, this is your last cup of tea. β
Gundam poured the tea into the teacup, made a "please" gesture, picked up the cup himself, drank it all, and praised again: "Good tea." β
When it came to the end, I was surprisingly calm and didn't feel scared at all.
But, of course, I don't want to sit back.
I was quick to think of a solution.
Gundam was pouring water into the teapot again, and said lightly, "Are you thinking about how to get out?" β
He smiled mockingly: "I've thought about it for you a long time ago." Although legend has it that your body can connect the yin and yang worlds, this ability can send ghosts directly back to the underworld. But obviously, firstly, you will not be able to use this ability, and secondly, I am now possessed by this person, and you will not be able to send the living back to the underworld. Third, you don't know the slightest martial arts, and I can break you to pieces with one finger. Come to think of it, you don't stand a chance at all. β
At this point, Gundam remembered something.
When I saw Emperor Xudu come back, my soul couldn't go back to my body, and that's when Zhu'er appeared for the first time and showed me how to get my soul into my body.
And then she really got into my body, and then she couldn't get out, so I almost couldn't go back and died.
How did the beads come out in the end?
It was I who slapped the back of my own body on the head, and the bead was instantly shaken out.
I wonder if this method will be useful for this ghost who is attached to Gundam's body?
I think I should give it a try.
But, as he said, my martial arts are so far from his that I can't even get close to his body, let alone the back of his head.
This is my only chance.
I'm going to give it a try!
What to do? What to do?
Gundam raised his eyes to look at me and said, "I think I heard the sound of your head racing, did you come up with a solution?" β
"Figured it out." I say.
"Oh?" Gundam looked curious, "Can you tell me what kind of way to do it?" β
I said seriously, "I'm trying to figure out a way to get you out of Gundam's body." β
Gundam nodded, "This is indeed a solution. As long as you get me out of this body, I can't hurt you directly, and that female ghost girl can deal with me. Butβwhat can you do to get me out? That female ghost girl has at least a thousand years of Taoism, and he can't help it, let alone you. β
I smiled deliberately and said, "I don't know if it will work, but I'd like to give it a try." β