Chapter Eighty-Seven: Open the Door

The standing posture did not waver, but the left arm trembled uncontrollably from the pain, and a wisp of blood trickled down the skin, from the cuffs of the antique black shirt, and then, down the fingertips, drop by drop, onto the gray-toned marble floor. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

The wound was easily visible from the left shoulder to the middle of his chest, and the messenger he had placed in the chest pocket of his shirt was split in half and became useless.

"Haaa......"

After getting used to the pain of the wound a little, Gu Feng showed an inscrutable and relieved expression.

"Anyway, you're really ruthless."

"No, it's just a gesture."

Inexplicable conversations.

The "man" held the sharp knife that Gu Feng had just put down in his right hand, and the tip of the re-stained knife pointed obliquely at the ground, and the blood at the blade flowed down the blade and dripped down.

Looking deeply at the bleeding ancient wind.

…… Is it intentional?

"As a final word for the end, may I ask a question?"

Gu Feng stared at the "man" and said slowly.

"Yes."

The "man" graciously agreed to the ancient style.

"In your opinion, is there an enchantment that has been planted in this place that can weaken its abilities?" The steady tone makes it impossible to even imagine that this is the words of a man who has been slashed.

This question seemed to make the other party puzzled for a while, but after only a brief pause, he came back to his senses and stared thoughtfully at the pocket on Gu Feng's chest.

He hesitated for two seconds and didn't answer, but shook his head with an expression similar to a sigh.

"So...... Let's let it all end. ”

Gu Feng, who got the answer, did not show any surprised emotion, but took out the only remaining Fire Talisman, took it between his fingers, and raised it gently.

The blue glow in the pupils flashed, and at the same time, there was also the figure of the ancient style.

He came to the "man" at an unbelievable speed, and when Gu Feng's right hand touched the back of his heart, he suddenly tried to turn around.

But......

It's too slow!

"Morichi Spell, Spell Descending—"

Gu Feng groaned, and in an instant, a transparent hole appeared in the center of the "man's" body, and the unbelievable look on his face froze.

In the next second, his body turned into a bluish point of light, dissipating into the air around him.

Almost at the same time, the light of the room vanished without warning, and the surroundings fell into darkness again, except for the faint glow of the flashlight that Gu Feng had placed casually on the utility table.

And Gu Feng finally couldn't bear it anymore, and suddenly fell to his knees, opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, and a large dazzling red announced that Gu Feng was probably not far from death.

Like most drunkards who vomit out part of their gastric juice because of drinking, Gu Feng's face after vomiting blood is also very pale.

After struggling to get up, Gu Feng didn't slip out in a hurry, but hobbled to the operating table, and threw himself directly on his back regardless of the smoke and dust above.

The rune paper that had been sandwiched between his fingers had now fallen to the ground, and it was vaguely recognizable that there were no more lines on the rune paper. The reason is naturally that the spiritual power was absorbed by the ancient wind.

And for Gu Feng, the act just now was like a desperate blow to some extent, and the burden of absorbing spiritual power was already obvious when he escaped at sea.

However, this also reflects the strength of Gu Feng's ability in one aspect, and he does not live up to the name of the Gu clan, and there are indeed very few onmyoji who can absorb the spiritual power that can only be used to ignite the level of ignition and exert a one-hit killing effect.

It can be said that if it is not a person with profound attainments, it will never be able to do this level.

After resting for a while, Gu Xiang seemed to regain his mobility and got up from the operating table. Although rest is a good thing, but for the current ancient style, it is probably not a good choice to rest on this kind of operating table with dust half a centimeter thick, because this product is originally stained with a lot of mucus and blood or something, and after lying on the dusty operating table, a layer of makeup was added.

The current image of this product is really not much different from a ghost.

As we all know, this guy has very little time to get serious, after all, he is a person who doesn't seem to be going through it so far, and even if he really encounters something that must be taken seriously, he will turn back to being serious after solving the matter for a second.

And now that things seem to be settled, it stands to reason that the thing has reverted to its freak nature.

Regarding the whole process of solving the matter, Gu Feng later sorted out a very personalized report and handed it to the little girl Abe Zhenrin, and the content part was really concise and to the point, and every word was heartfelt.

The owner of this strange style building is naturally the ghost who was killed by the ancient wind a few minutes ago, first of all, he is a perfect female mate who resembles a human being.

I have a car and a house, and both my parents died.

Regarding his life experience, except for the death of both parents who have a car and a house, and the fact that his parents have left a large amount of family property to him as an adult, it is basically not much different from the ancient style.

If you really want to say it, the biggest difference between people and the ancient style is that he is a standard child of other people's families, and he never follows the routine in reading, and skipping a grade or something is completely commonplace, because the island country does not have a skipping system, so this guy went abroad to study. After skipping a grade to college, he didn't continue to skip a grade, why?

Because there is no need.

In a credit-based university, he spent a year and a half to complete the credits, and then spent half a year to multiply his family property several times through stock speculation and investment, and then went to graduate school for a doctorate. In the end, as a returnee, he returned to his homeland and found a ghost place where birds don't poop and built such a house that I don't know what it was, of course, this is what he designed with his own hands.

When Gu Feng was quite interested in asking him what his original intention was to build a basement, he said that he suddenly wanted to do it, and this was originally just an ordinary basement, and the upper floor was not a prison cell.

If nothing else, he should follow his previous trajectory and live a life that most humans in the world envy and hate.

However, the ancient style maliciously speculated that maybe God was just a dick, and then, God was funny.

After going to the hospital for an examination when he was idle, the doctor said to him, "What, you have xxx Frago syndrome, there is no rule of law, and there is still a year to live, it doesn't matter, although it is a wave, although it is happy, anyway, a year is a long time. The doctor's original words naturally can't be like this, otherwise he doesn't want to live, after all, it is the content relayed by the ancient style, and don't expect any positive elements, anyway, the meaning is the same.

Traditionally, the doctor would of course say something reassuring, such as "Don't be pessimistic, medical technology is developing fast, and the probability of getting proper treatment is high...... but this young turtle ...... The returnee doctor was very calm, and seemed to be thinking about how to spend the rest of the time. The doctor was embarrassed to speak out.

Next, there is a paragraph that is very in line with the core values of socialism, that is, this returnee doctor began to give full play to his talents in the rest of the time, crazy money, and then donated to all kinds of but not limited to various charities, and then when this thing really burped, he also made a will, and used all the movable and real estate except for this house to promote the harmonious development of society.

Congratulations.

However, it is impossible for people to think about what this good old man who looks like the reincarnation of Gandhi on the surface is doing in secret.

The next thing is not very halal, the returnee doctor naturally spends a small part of his IQ on how to abduct the ignorant masses, imprison, and then dismember the innocent masses, and then randomly combine them into some strange things, and use formalin to make something similar to a specimen, such as the two things that Gu Feng encountered not long ago.

Although I don't know what kind of mentality he has when he specially helps others peel off their skins, no matter what, these things he does are intolerable and tragic and destroy human nature. Probably because the brain circuits of geniuses are different from ordinary people, Dr. Returnee's statement to Gu Feng is that before he dies, he wants to try to do something that he has not done before.

To put it bluntly, in Gu Feng's opinion, this product is just because he is dying and wants to find some excitement.

But even before you die, you don't care about what humans do, but you say that you're dead and still want to do something, then Gu Feng can't ignore it.

This returnee doctor is an honest and noble decent person in the eyes of the society, and it is naturally impossible for him to die in obscurity in the corner, so his body is naturally buried in a beautiful manner and buried in front of everyone. But his soul has remained here, and thanks to it, the souls of those he slaughtered are also bound to this house, and even the resentment that rises in this place has attracted many lonely souls and wild ghosts, making this place a haunted house completely.

What made this returnee doctor feel that his eggs hurt was that for some reason, he was actually locked up on the second floor of the basement. Naturally, this level can't be physically meaningful, after all, it's a ghost, and in fact, there is no door between the first basement and the second floor. But whenever he tried to get out, he would run into an invisible barrier, and by the way, he couldn't get out directly through the wall, he was indeed locked up in this room.

He wouldn't be too depressed if he could go out and walk around, but staying in this damn place all day wasn't an option. To make matters worse, he's really bored to death, but he's already died once......

According to Gu Feng's speculation, Dr. Returnee is bound not only by the unjustly deceased, but also by the unjustly deceased, except that one side can only stay in this room, while the other side can only move in the house above.

Some people may ask, don't those who died unjustly seek revenge on the returnee doctors? After all, everyone is a ghost now.

Gu Feng said that this is impossible, and many people will have the consciousness that the ghosts of the murdered will be afraid of the murder weapon used to kill them. But some people often ignore that ghosts are actually afraid of their murderers, so it is very rare for unjust souls to ask for their lives, unless it is really a grudge that is terrifying, but at least Gu Feng has not encountered such an example so far.

And it's easy to think about it a little bit, it's obvious that the half-ghost is this returnee doctor, the guy who can force Gu Feng to kill a thousand enemies and damage eight hundred, and the puzzle man that Gu Feng can solve with a knife stained with yin qi, huh...... It is obvious which of the victims is stronger or weaker than the other.

So that's it.

After Gu Feng took a little time to organize the information in his brain, he put his brain into a state of shutdown, after all, this is his style.

Picking up the flashlight, he glanced at the knife that was originally stained with blood and slime on the side, and at this time the knife had returned to the appearance that Gu Feng had just gotten it.

From this change, it can be seen that those jigsaw puzzle-like victims outside should have lost their restraints and ascended to heaven, so it's okay, at least they don't have to stay in this annoying world anymore, and they won't get in the way of this guy Gu Feng.

He glanced down at himself...... Well...... Although it is already a little better than the mucus all over his body, the injury from his left shoulder to his chest seems to be a bit serious, although it does not hurt the internal organs, but it is still oozing blood, plus the dust on this body, Gu Feng's current image is not necessarily much better than that of a ghost.

Gu Feng was thinking about these things that he didn't have, and he climbed up the stairs in three steps, one small breath, five steps and one pant like a tuberculosis patient, and almost couldn't push open the manhole cover because he didn't have the strength...... No, the secret door. In short, this product still overcame all difficulties and embarked on the road back to his friends......

Aikawa and the others were undoubtedly afraid of the well rope after being bitten by a snake for ten years, not to mention that these guys had just been bitten, so when the knock on the door sounded, these people were so frightened that they almost flew.

"What's going on?"

Fujisaki, who was interrupted, was the first to react as usual, and expressed the doubts in his heart.

"Is Mr. Gu Feng back?"

Then he looked at the hidden wooden door, and his eyes fell on the rune paper pasted on it.

"No, it shouldn't be, if it was Mr. Gu Feng, he should have pushed the door in."

Fujisaki quickly dismissed his speculation.

Hearing Keiji Fujisaki's somewhat neurotic self-talk, several people didn't have the idea of laughing, but exchanged glances with each other, and then saw the same thing in each other's eyes.

"It should be...... Let's ......."

Aikawa hesitated to say what he thought, and no one responded, but it was this silence that showed what everyone was thinking, and several people thought so.

Bang Bang ...... Bang bang bang bang ......

The knocking on the door continued, and the sound that reached everyone's ears was obviously so ordinary, but it faintly made people feel that it was a whisper from a demon.

"That'...... What should we do about it? Aikawa looked at the expressions of several people, and actually had the answer in his heart.

"Probably...... Just leave it alone. Izumi Bongtaro said.

"Hmm...... That's all it can be. ”

Fujisaki withdrew his gaze from the door and answered.

"Ladies and gentlemen...... Please help me, my foot is injured and a demon is approaching behind me, please open the door! ”

The voice of the ancient wind sounded, it was a very weak-sounding voice, and at the same time, several people in the room seemed to hear the sound of their bodies rubbing on the ground. At this time, they couldn't help but draw a picture of the injured Gu Feng dragging his body here on the ground with difficulty.

Hearing Gu Feng's weak voice, Taidaochuan suddenly lost his face, and hurriedly said to Xiangchuan:

"What to do, this is Mr. Gu Feng's voice, we should go and help him!"

When Aikawa heard this, he hesitated, but was about to get up, but was stopped by Fujisaki reaching out.

"Calm down, maybe this is just a means to confuse us, think about what Mr. Gu Feng said before he went out, didn't he let us not open the door anyway?"

"But...... What if Mr. Gu Feng really encountered difficulties? Bongtaro was also hesitating.

Just as the three men were arguing, Taidaochuan, who was silent, suddenly stood up and rushed to the door.

"Wait a minute......"

When they noticed, they hurriedly tried to stop and got up and rushed over, but they couldn't catch up, Taidaochuan had already held the doorknob hard.

Door...... opened.