Chapter 277: The Mystery in the Ramen Restaurant
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I reached out and blocked his leg, and his foot slammed into mine, causing severe pain in my bones. His feet stopped in mid-air, and he looked at me in some surprise in the darkness.
"Dude, okay." He slowly moved his supporting feet, which were in the air and did not put them down, and the posture was particularly cool, slowly leaving my hands.
"Have you practiced?" He said: "I've used this kick in the game, kicking a lot of people who lie down, and you can actually block it." β
I hid my hands behind my back and rubbed them desperately, secretly gasping for air.
He slowly lowered his feet: "I'm sorry, spend people's money to eliminate disasters for others." As he spoke, he leaned forward and swept my legs. I didn't know how to hide, I jumped up subconsciously, who knew that he was a fake move, and suddenly flew out and kicked me in the chest, I didn't catch my breath, suffocated strongly, and fell out of the way.
The rain was pouring down in the dark night, and I was soaking wet. The pain in his chest was terrible, and he struggled to breathe, barely standing up on the wet ground. The young man came up and kicked me in the back again, and I fell to the ground again. He crouched next to me and looked, spat on the ground, got up and started kicking me.
He was measured, avoiding the key points and kicking me in the stomach and ass. But after all, I'm a meat man, I can't stand him kicking and kicking like this, "wow", and vomit all the things I ate at noon.
I crawled on the ground step by step, trying to climb out of this alley, but he pressed step by step, and his big scalp shoes kicked at my soft underbelly. I couldn't do it in pain, and I couldn't crawl, and then I remembered the sΓ©ance that the Ghost King Professor had given me.
I haven't used it since I returned home. Now it's no longer necessary, and the mouth is silently reciting mantras. This Pali scripture was already well memorized, and I blurted it out, and the rain fell heavier, and a gust of wind blew all over the alley, and the rain fell on my face and that of the young man.
He stopped, stood there as if he sensed something, and felt something strange.
I lay on the ground, looking up, and the moonlight was shining on it, and on the shoulders of this young man, stood a man.
The man, barefooted and covered with mud, stood on the lad's shoulder, maintaining a strange balance. Looking up along the two feet, it was too dark to see anything, as if there were two extra feet out of thin air.
The rain fell into the light of the street lamp, and I could barely open my eyes.
At this time, the situation was very strange, but I did not stop the mantra and recited it silently as hard as I could. The young man must have felt it, and touched it with his hand on the shoulder, but he didn't touch anything, and he continued to walk forward and came to me. At this time, I heard a voice in the dark: "It hurts me to death~~ It hurts me to death~~ This disease is really tormenting, and it hurts to death......"
I immediately reacted that this was the obsession of the soul of the deceased, and it was probably the kid's.
As I recited the mantra, I communicated with it with my heart: "I can burn paper for you to relieve your suffering, but you have to help me." β
"Excess, excess, relieve the pain, help you ......," the voice said.
The young man walked up to me and was about to hit me, when he was stunned. I don't know when there was one more man among us, and this man hung in the air.
The light here was very weak, and in the haze, it was impossible to see what this person looked like, only that the neck of this person was wrapped around a rope similar to a strip of cloth, his head was lowered, his feet were hanging in the air, he was motionless, and his body appeared very stiff.
The young man was stunned, trembling all over, his eyes were staring so tightly that he even forgot to make a move, and just stood stupidly.
The hanged man slowly raised his head, still wearing a hospital gown, and suddenly stretched out his hands. The young man suddenly let out a terrible scream, he was so good at kung fu, he didn't expect to be so afraid of ghosts, he was so frightened that he turned around and ran. The hanged ghost slowly twisted his neck, his movements very stiff, and turned his head sharply to look at me.
I sat on the ground, shivering in the drizzle, nervous or afraid. The next second, it ran in the direction of the boy's escape and chased after it.
I quickly got up, cold all over, and slowly walked out holding on to the wall. When I walked to the ramen restaurant, the young man was rushing out to pour dirty water, and when he saw me, he quickly asked if it was okay.
I waved my hand and continued to hold on to the wall and walked with difficulty, and the young man was really enthusiastic enough to persuade me to return to the ramen restaurant. When I arrived in the house, it was hot, my body was soaked, and I had just been beaten, and there was not a single bone in my body that didn't hurt.
"That guy beat you just now." The young man asked.
I nodded.
"As soon as that person came in, I felt that he was not an ordinary person, why are you fighting?" He asked.
I didn't want to say anything more to strangers, so I waved my hand and didn't elaborate, I drank a sip of water to say goodbye, and suddenly thought of one thing: "Let me ask you, have there been people who have died in this alley before?" β
The young man was speechless for a while, and his face was a little unnatural.
I said, "Just say what you want, if I hadn't encountered a supernatural situation just now and scared that kid away, I don't know what would have happened." β
The young man looked around and whispered, "What did you just see?" β
"Seeing a hanged ghost in a hospital gown, just hanging in the air, scared to death." I say.
The young man swallowed: "I'll tell you, don't talk nonsense." In the past, there was a disease with a terminal disease, and the bad cells were all burrowed into the bones, and I had to rely on special drugs to relieve the pain every day. Then one night, he committed suicide in this alley and hanged himself. β
I listened dumbfounded, and regretted a little in my heart, I shouldn't have used the power of this unjust ghost just now, I really wanted to be able to trouble death. Zhang Hong once warned me not to easily agree to the request of the Yin Spirit, and not to return the wish easily.
It was really forced just now.
I thanked him and got up to leave, but the guy stopped me: "Dude, why don't you let the back kitchen make you a bowl of ramen before leaving." β
He's so enthusiastic, but I don't have the appetite to eat, so I don't need to wave my hand. He didn't insist anymore, and when I was about to leave, I suddenly saw a shrine on the east wall of their ramen restaurant, and casually said, "Your boss believes in Buddhism?" β
The young man laughed, did not deny it, said yes.
I glanced at it, the shrine was not lit, and I couldn't see what god was enshrined, so I saw that I was surrounded by pitch black, as if I was wearing black clothes, wearing a black hat, and holding some magic weapon in my hand, which looked strange and a little gloomy.
This is people's beliefs, so I didn't want to ask more, but when I closed my eyes, I suddenly saw a bowl of rice in an inconspicuous corner on the floor of the ramen restaurant. I don't know how long the rice has been left, the surface is black, it is estimated that there is mold, and there is a pair of red chopsticks next to it.
The young man clearly saw my eyes, and he saw the bowl of rice, but he didn't explain anything.
I thought about it and sat back down: "Bring me a bowl of ramen, it should be wide, and then a tea egg." β
"Okay." The young man went to the kitchen and shouted inside.
I took off my wet clothes and borrowed a towel, which was so bad that I simply wiped the water from my head against the stench. Then I called home and told them not to go back in the evening and to do something in the city.
After waiting for a while, the ramen was delivered, and it was quite fragrant. I was snoring and eating, and the little guy was sitting on the side watching TV.
I said, "It's almost time to eat, and you don't have any customers in the store." β
The young man laughed: "Aren't you?" β
"I got here by accident," I said, "you don't even have a single person, what do you do to make money?" β
The young man had a polite smile on his face: "I'm just a runaway, I work for others, the boss doesn't lack my money every month, how to make money is his business." β
"That's right," I said, "I want to ask someone to overtake the hanged man in this alley, who doesn't know the rules and can't find anyone." Dude, you often mix in here, know those funeral dragons or something, can you do a favor? β
The young man became interested and turned down the sound of the TV: "What do you think?" β
"That hanged man just now saved me indirectly and scared the bad guys away, otherwise I would have been even worse, so I want to repay him."
The young man said, "It's too difficult to get over that ghost, this person's obsession when he died is too heavy, so far there is no seizure, no harm to the neighbors, just because our ramen restaurant is here." β
I came to interest: "What do you say? β
He didn't hide it from me, pointing to the shrine and saying, "We worship a great god here, that is, the black impermanence in the underworld and hell, also called the Seventh Master, who specializes in curing evil spirits. That's why this piece is so peaceful. β
I was overjoyed in my heart, I had been thinking about this matter just now, it was almost impossible for me to surpass this ghost, and I wouldn't be able to do it at all. The third uncle may know someone, but I don't want to trouble him again, and I can't find it myself, and it just so happens that this ramen restaurant is a bit mysterious, so maybe I can beg them.
I began to beg the young man, but the young man was still young, and he couldn't help it, and said, "Okay, I'll go to the boss in the evening, and you should come and listen to it tomorrow." β
I calculated, tomorrow is twenty-nine, after the overtime is resolved, just go home for the New Year, not bad.
Lao Xing and the young man who beat me, I don't want to pursue it anymore, Lao Xing is a stinky shit stepping on dirty shoes, and I don't bother to entangle with him.