Chapter 337: The Evil One
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After I answered the phone, my expression was solemn, and Xiaoyu asked what was wrong. I said something had happened, probably an evil spirit possessed us, and we had to hurry over.
It can be seen that Xiaoyu is very confused, he doesn't know the hidden truth behind it, he tried to open his mouth several times but didn't say it, and then he simply didn't ask.
It would be better for him not to ask, because if he did, he wouldn't be able to tell him the truth, and I didn't want to lie to my brother, it would put me in a dilemma.
The atmosphere in the car fell into an eerie silence, and I could clearly feel that there seemed to be some invisible gap between Xiaoyu and me.
I sighed in my heart, this is a matter of no way, the profession we are engaged in is the black law, dealing with yin spirits, everyone has their own methods and secrets, this is the curse of the profession itself, there is no way.
Whether he understood it or not, I still had to do my thing, and the car drove to the neighborhood near the cemetery. Although there are street lights, the light is still very dim, and there are no people at night.
Xiaoyu took out two large flashlights from the trunk and handed me one.
We went one foot deep and one foot shallow to the little courtyard. Before I got to the door, I saw a man running over from a distance, like crazy. Xiaoyu raised the flashlight to shine, and it was the hostess of the yard, that is, the child's mother, who was wearing a set of red autumn clothes and pants, her hair was scattered, her mouth was crooked, her eyes were slanted, and her eyes were staring at the boss.
When I got closer, I stopped her: "Sister, I'm here!" ”
Her eyes were completely dilated, her whole body trembled, and her feet fell to the ground weakly. I asked her loudly what was wrong, she clutched her chest, her eyes straightened, and she repeatedly said two words: "Kill, kill, kill......"
I exchanged glances with Xiaoyu, something must have happened! This woman is okay for the time being, so let her take it easy. The two of us ran fast and soon reached the gate of the courtyard.
The courtyard door was hidden, and there was no movement inside, and at this time, Doudou said a sentence in his mind: "I smelled Jun Xiaojiao's smell, it came out!" ”
Xiaoyu was about to open the door, I grabbed him, and for some reason, a strong sense of danger pressed on my chest, like blocking a big stone that couldn't go up or down, and my whole body became anxious.
Xiaoyu looked at me suspiciously, and I said, "You go to the back and guard, and I will come in the front." ”
"Brother Qiang, I'm better than you can fight, I'll come on front." He said.
I shook my head resolutely: "It is precisely because you can fight that you are allowed to copy the back road, after the evil spirit is possessed, the first reaction is to escape, and the back is the most important." ”
Xiao Yu looked at me, didn't say anything, nodded and went around the courtyard wall to the back.
I pushed open the courtyard door and entered, there was silence, and the air seemed to be filled with something indescribable, as if an eerie swamp was ahead.
There were only two rooms in the small courtyard, so I cautiously walked to the front door and gently pushed it with my hand, and the door was locked tightly.
I looked at the window next to me. How poor the family is, the windows in winter are covered with plastic sheeting to block the wind. This kind of cold protection measure has not been seen for many years.
Because of the plastic sheeting, everything inside is hazy, and it can't really be seen, as if there are people, but it doesn't seem to be people.
I was looking inside with my hands folded when suddenly the door next to me squeaked open. I was startled, and hurriedly looked over, and the child's father poked his head out of the door, and the middle-aged man's face was half grim, and he smiled politely at me.
"Big brother, are you okay?" I asked tentatively.
"Hey, it's okay." He said.
I summoned Doudou in my mind, who knew that Doudou couldn't hide it, and said weakly: "Jun Xiaojiao's mana is too strong, I can't show up, anyway, I can feel that he is in the house." ”
"Is that the man?" I asked.
Doudou said: "He has the breath of Jun Xiaojiao on his body, hey, I won't say it, he can feel me." ”
No matter how much I summoned Doudou, Doudou stopped talking. I'm a little annoyed in my heart, this demon really doesn't stand a dangerous wall, and when he finds danger, he hides faster than anyone else.
I looked at this man, although the atmosphere was treacherous, but I also had confidence, after all, there was still a three-eyed yaksha yin god hidden in my body. If you can't do it, you will open up and practice, and see if you are powerful in Japan, or if you are the guardian of hell in China.
I said to the man, "Big brother, I saw my sister-in-law on the road just now, and she ran out without a coat, and she was very scared. ”
The man smiled: "That girl is insane, she looks like a fool all day long, don't pay attention to her." ”
I hesitated, "Can I go in and sit?" ”
The man's throat moved: "I'm busy now, I'll talk about it one day, let's have a drink." ”
Saying that he was going to close the door, I leaned out with one foot, pinned it to the crack of the door, and said with a hippie smile: "Big brother, I have come all the way, I can always ask for a glass of water to drink." ”
"You really want to come in?" He asked.
"Drink water, you can't let me stand in the yard and drink." I say.
He nodded: "It's okay, you're a big reporter, and there are some things I want to ask you about." ”
He opened the door and let me in. I'm a little timid and hesitant, I grit my teeth and don't get into the tiger's den, if I really want to capture Jun Xiaojiao, and get a unique way to use yin qi, then I won't be where I am now, and dominating the rivers and lakes is just around the corner!
When I entered the house, it was colder inside than outside, there was no heating or stove, and the headlights were not on, just a few faint red bulbs.
I looked closely, and the place where the light bulb was lit was a shrine in the hall, on which Guanyin Bodhisattva was enshrined, and the incense ashes in the incense burner overflowed, and no one cleaned it up, especially buried.
I thought to myself, if Guanyin Bodhisattva really has a spirit here, seeing that his dojo is dirtier than a garbage dump, he can die of anger.
There was a smell in the room, and the man took me to sit at a shabby table of eight immortals, and he brought out a glass of water from the adjacent kitchen and placed it in front of him.
"Drink." He said.
I looked at the black cup, half full of hot water, and I didn't have the slightest desire to drink. Not to mention how long this cup has not been brushed, this water has not been drugged by him.
I picked up the hot water, pretended it was too hot, blew on the hot air, and said, "You just said you had something to ask me?" ”
"That's what happened," he said, sitting across from him, "what should I do if someone in my family has fallen into an evil spirit?" ”
"Who fell for it?" I wondered.
The man gestured for me to sit down, and he slowly walked to the cabinet, opened the door and took out the file bag inside. Came up to me, opened the bag, and poured out an A4 sheet of paper with a printed piece of news on it.
He motioned for me to see that it was too dark in the room, and I said, "Can you turn on the light?" ”
He made a gesture of booing and whispered, "You can't turn on the lights, there are ghosts in the house, and when you see the light, you will run away." ”
I was uncomfortable with the atmosphere he had made, and my hairs stood on end. I couldn't help it, I took out my phone and looked at it with a faint light.
This text on the A4 paper says that it is news, but it is actually more like a story, about a woman who studied Buddhism, studied for more than two years, and suddenly one day said that she was the reincarnation of a Bodhisattva, with great magical powers, and could open the eyes of heaven, she insisted that her little daughter was possessed by the devil. Then one day, he tied his little daughter to a chair with a wire and tortured her for a day, using extremely cruel methods, pulling out nails, drilling the back of her hand with iron nails, and strangling her neck with wires.
Later, the youngest daughter was tortured to the point of dying, and she also committed suicide.
This text talks about this point, which has no beginning and no end, and it looks uncomfortable and has a kind of physical discomfort.
"What do you mean?" I say.
The man mysteriously leaned over and whispered, "I found out that my son is possessed by the devil." ”
I chuckled in my heart and whispered, "How?" ”
"One night he sat alone in the house, giggling and talking to the air. So I asked him, "Who are you talking to?" He said, "We have a big black dog in our house, very big, with long hair, and can understand human language, and he will do whatever I ask him to do." "Big reporter," he called me suddenly, and I was listening intently, when he was stunned: "What's wrong?" ”
"Did you think he was evil?"
My throat moved: "Maybe there are ghosts, but it doesn't mean that your son is evil." A child's eyes are the brightest, and he can see things that we adults can't see, and he may have seen evil things, not that evil things are possessed by him. ”
"Then you can admit that our house is not clean." His eyes shone with a ghostly green glow.
I wiped the sweat from my head, it was so depressing, my heart seemed to be tied to a thread and hung in the air, and it didn't fall.
I suddenly said, "By the way, what about your son?" ”
"I'm helping him exorcise evil spirits." He smiled: "It's going to be a success." He blinked: "I'll go to the toilet, you drank the water." ”
I watched him slowly walk towards the back. When his figure disappeared, I hurriedly stood up and looked from room to room, and went to the kitchen first, no. There were two rooms in total, and I went to the other bedroom, pushed the door in, and the lights were turned off inside.
I didn't believe in the nonsense that I couldn't turn on the lights, so I touched the wall with my hand, and when I felt the switch turned on, the room suddenly lit up.
This is a very ordinary house, a big bed, next to a large wardrobe, I saw the little boy tied up with a rope and thrown on the bed, covered with a big quilt, only showing a sickly red little face, unconscious.