Chapter 261: Pig's Hoof Prints on the Chest
Yang Yufan asked with a white face, "How could you have such a terrible pet?" β
I said, "Cute." β
Yang Yufan: "Where is it cute!" β
I laughed and said, "The world only knows that snakes are terrible, with fangs, and poison is deadly. But few people will know that in fact, snakes are very gentle, because they are cold-blooded animals, it takes a lot of calories to move, so snakes do not like to move, and they will not take the initiative to attack people. I've had this snake for almost a year now and she's never bitten ...... Uh......"
Black.
Bai Xiaoran didn't bite me once!!
Embarrassment!
Yang Yufan asked suspiciously, "Eh, what?" β
I said, "Nothing. β
Yang Yufan asked, "Where did you keep that snake?" β
I said, "Don't worry, as long as you listen to me and don't open the other doors of my shop, you won't see her." β
"What room does it live in?" Yang Yufan was so nervous that he was hysterical: "You have to let me know that it lives in that room, right?" What if it comes out again? Of course your pet kissed you, but in my eyes, it's not a pet, it's just a poisonous snake, I'm afraid of being eaten by it! β
"If you're scared, don't live here."
"You're ......!" Yang Yufan glared at me angrily, and after a while, she slowly eased up, her body was soft on my body, her hands were on my shoulders, and she smiled at me charmingly: "Anyway, I am a person who is haunted by evil spirits, and this life has long been hanging on the belt of my trousers." Being bitten to death by a snake is similar to being killed by a ghost. But, Wu Shen, if I die, I will definitely turn into a ghost and come back to you. β
Belch......
What do you want me to say?
Where the hell did I provoke her? If you die, you want to pull me to make a cushion?
I sighed, touched her head, and said to her, "When you become a ghost, you'll know what kind of person I am." I'll wait for you to become a ghost. β
After saying that, he pushed her away.
"You!"
Before she could come out, I closed the door to her room.
*
The threshold was broken, and I hired a craftsman to come and help me build the threshold the next day.
But I never expected that this seemingly simple thing turned into the most difficult thing!
The craftsman helped me build the threshold according to normal craftsmanship, but no matter how I built it, I couldn't build it, as long as I was halfway through, I didn't know what happened, and the threshold would collapse immediately when I turned around!
The first time was an accident, the second time was a coincidence, and the third time was a demon.
The craftsman thought it was very strange, so he called me and told me about it.
I examined the threshold in confusion and found that there was a trace of evil on the threshold, and it was this trace of evil qi that prevented the craftsman from repairing the threshold.
I don't need to say more about who left this evil spirit.
I took the water from the grapefruit leaves to ward off the evil spirit, but the craftsman still couldn't fix the threshold. At this time, I realized that when Master built this threshold, he used not ordinary cement bricks, but mixed some special materials in it, but Master did not tell me what method he used to build this threshold, and I could only give up.
Although the threshold was not repaired well, I still settled the craftsman's wages and sent him back.
I was distressed by this tattered threshold.
The threshold is pregnant, I can't just push it down, right?
This threshold is to block the wind in the store, and to prevent ghosts from entering casually, and the store will be clean for decades.
Do you want to,
Without this threshold, no matter who the hell can enter my tattoo parlor in the future, what else will my tattoo parlor become?
Especially at night, what can I do to stop the evil spirits who seek revenge?
*
I was distressed, and when I turned around, I happened to see Yang Yufan holding his chest, hunched back, and holding on to the wall, walking out, as if he was struggling.
What's wrong?
I hurriedly walked over and wanted to help her, but I didn't expect Yang Yufan to fall into my arms, hooking my neck, smiling like a flower, where is the uncomfortable look just now?
Teasing me?
I immediately pushed her away.
She fell to the ground and didn't get up, but I ignored her and walked away.
Unexpectedly, this is a start.
Yang Yufan became more and more hard, doing everything became very difficult, panting at every turn, but it seemed that she couldn't breathe, the only thing that didn't change was that she kept covering her chest.
Finally, in the evening, Yang Yufan couldn't bear it anymore, she leaned on the chaise longue, and called me weakly: "Wu Shen......"
I could hear that her voice was a little weird, so I quickly put down what I was doing and walked over to her.
Looking at her appearance, although she was lying on the chaise longue in the most comfortable position, she was a very hard look, her face and lips were pale, and her eyes became very loose.
I asked with concern, "What's wrong with you?" β
"I ...... My chest is so tight! She struggled to reach out to me.
I quickly took her hand, helped her body up, and asked her, "What about now?" β
After taking a few hard breaths, her face was much better: "Much better." β
I said, "If you feel tightness in your chest, don't lie down, because it will be even more stuffy when you lie down." β
"Why?"
"Is this medical common sense? When a person is standing, the trachea is upright, which is convenient for breathing; But when you lie down, the mucus in your trachea may stick together, making it difficult to breathe. β
"Hmm."
But how can a healthy person suddenly get tracheitis?
She doesn't look like she has tracheitis.
Chest tightness?
That hoof print?
I subconsciously looked towards her breasts, and this time, she no longer blocked my view, and even, following my gaze, keenly understood what I was looking at.
She slowly unfastened her bandeau and the hoof prints appeared in front of us.
The color has turned black.
This black is not the dark blue of the bruised kind, but it is very pure black, and it is not swollen.
I pressed it lightly and asked, "Does it hurt?" β
Yang Yufan shook his head.
I pressed hard and asked, "Does it hurt?" β
Yang Yufan still shook his head.
In other words, it's not a bruise that comes out of it.
I understand in my heart why there is this mark, the pig that the male ghost turned into last night left a mark on Yang Yufan's body, of course, it can't be an ordinary bruise, and now it seems that what I was worried about has finally happened.
I picked up Yang Yufan and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to the hospital." β
Yang Yufan grabbed me, gasped, and asked me hard: "Wu Shen, what's wrong with me?" Why do I have pig's hoof prints on my body? Why is your door broken? HeβThey've been here? The pigs are still looking for me??!! β
Seeing her become like this, I couldn't bear to add any more troubles to her, so I said, "Don't think so much, come with me to the hospital first." β
"No!" Yang Yufan grabbed my hand tightly, "They must be here!" It's definitely coming!! Wu Shen, if I die, I will definitely come back to you when I become a ghost!! β
Am I messing with someone......
I thought that Yang Yufan usually put this sentence on her lips just as a joke, but now that she has become like this, she can still say such things, it seems that it is not an ordinary resentment, she really wants my life!
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When I sent Yang Yufan to the hospital, she was almost dying, and she was struggling to breathe, and as soon as she arrived at the hospital, she was directly put on an oxygen mask by the doctor, but looking at the water vapor on the oxygen mask, I felt that Yang Yufan still had no way to breathe oxygen in.
I don't know if she can get through it.
After being taken to the emergency room, I was the only one left in the hallway.
I looked around, and there was no one and no ghost nearby, so I took out three cigarettes, put them in the form of worship, and waved them in all directions, and as I bowed south, a man took three cigarettes from my hand.
"Can't you come to me with wine if you look for me?" Fan Wuxu lit three cigarettes, put them in his mouth, and smoked them together.
I laughed a little and said, "The hospital is not allowed to bring alcohol in." β
"What's the matter with me this time?" Fan Wusu glanced at the emergency room: "Woman? β
I nodded.
"How is it a woman again? Every time you look for me, it's for a woman's business, and it's not shallow, boy. Fan Wusu asked, "Are you going to give birth?" β
I Khan: "No. β
"I know you kid doesn't have the ability to do this."
I sweat!
Fan Wusu asked while smoking, "What's wrong with her?" β
This uncle's rule is that he will only answer your questions when he smokes, and he will slip away after smoking.
This time I took three cigarettes out, just to have more time to snort, but what I never expected was that he actually smoked at the same time, so the time was still the time of one cigarette. So I can't waste time on meaningless things, I have to ask the point.
I asked, "I'm in some trouble, it started with a herd of pigs, and when the pigs were slaughtered, they turned into ghosts looking for revenge." I don't really understand, isn't it just that pigs are reincarnated as pigs to be eaten as food? It was to atone for the sins of their previous lives before they became pigs. If it is atonement, why is it still full of resentment after death? β
Fan Wusu asked, "Is there a lot of resentment?" β
I nodded.
"How old?"
"Fiercer than a ghost."
"So powerful?" Fan Wusu laughed, "Then this has to be checked." β
A book appeared in his hand, and he asked, "What kind of pig is that?" β
I still remember the address: "Zhongyuan Avenue Zhu Ge Pig Farm." β
"Zhongyuan Avenue Zhu Ge Pig Farm ......" Fan Wusu silently recited the incantation, only to see the book in his hand automatically flip up, and soon, it stopped on a certain page.
That page, I saw, was blank.
But when I stopped, some black text appeared on the blank paper, but I couldn't make out what it was.
Fan Wusu can understand.
After reading it, he smiled and put the book away.
"Among the pigs you mentioned, there was one pig who was unlucky, and was sentenced to be a pig for a hundred generations, and now it happens to be the 100th generation. After being reincarnated, he either eats or sleeps, raising himself fat and plump, and the meaning of life is to be slaughtered. Even pigs will have an opinion! Fan Wusu smiled helplessly, "It just so happens that I have accumulated a hundred lifetimes of resentment, and in this life, I was suddenly used to make a tattoo, endured the pain that non-pigs can bear, and got a good skin, but instead of a good life, I was still skinned, so all the new hatred and old hatred broke out after death, and it is natural that this pig's resentment will be stronger than that of a ghost." β
"Is the pig ghost sensible?"
"Sanity? You say, what intelligence can a beast have? Fan Wusu said with a smile.
"Can we only fight violence with violence?"
"Otherwise, you still want to sit down with the pig and negotiate well?"
"Alas!"
Those pigs are so fierce that they are not even afraid of my karmic fire, can I fight violence with violence? That's a violent counterback, right?
I asked, "What are the thresholds in my store made of?" β
Fan Wusu said: "Dog bone bricks, glutinous rice syrup." β
Seeing that there was only one point of smoke left, I quickly pointed to the emergency room and asked, "The woman was trampled on by a pig on her chest, leaving a pig's trotter mark, and now it is said that her chest is like being pressed by something, and it is difficult to breathe." I may not be able to save her by seeing a doctor, I have tried all the methods to remove the pig's hoof prints, but they have not succeeded, do you have any good solutions? β
"Trouble breathing?"
"Hmm!"
"Can't breathe at all?"
"Hmm!"
"Do you need to ask me? I can't breathe, of course, I need to do artificial respiration quickly! Ahaha! After saying that, the cigarette in Fan Wusu's hand was also burning to the end, and I just wanted to say don't joke, but he had completely disappeared in front of me.