Chapter 67: Hungry
When I saw the knife in front of me, my heart almost went cold.
I'm afraid that he has a weapon, and if he doesn't have a weapon, I'm sure I'll be able to deal with an ordinary student with my bare hands.
But there is a good saying, those who are ruthless are afraid of the Leng, and those who are afraid of the Leng!
I don't know if this Zhu Sheng is sick now, if he is really sick, it is completely a lifeless person.
Ordinary murderers and killers are not terrible, but what is really terrible is a perverted murderer.
Because the perverted murderer kills people and doesn't need a reason.
This kind of storage zĂ i is the most terrible.
Although I was shocked, I remained silent on the surface, and I said lightly, "What do you mean by this?" â
Zhu Sheng opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but before he could speak, his whole body was trembling, and his expression became even more frightened.
He trembled like this for a few seconds before he opened his mouth and let out a trembling sound.
"This knife...... It's the murder weapon. â
When I heard this, my eyes widened.
The murder weapon is here, is he really the murderer?
I asked, "What are you suing me for?" â
Zhu Sheng said: "You have to believe me, I am not sick, I pretended to be crazy when I entered a mental hospital." Because I know that if I don't pretend to be crazy, not only will I not be able to ask the police, but the police will take me back to investigate, and then I will never be able to come out again! â
"So, are you really a murderer? If you want to turn yourself in, you should go to the Public Security Bureau. â
"No, I'm not!"
Zhu Sheng's reaction became very fierce again.
Zhu Sheng said: "I know that no one will believe me, so I came to you." You must help me, you must believe me, I am really not a murderer! â
I nodded and reassured, "If you're not the murderer, I'll help you." But before that, you can sue me, why did you come to me? â
I have been thinking about this question since Zhu Sheng entered the door.
Zhu Sheng and I only know each other, and there is no relationship between friends, and from any point of view, he shouldn't run out and look for me first.
Could it be that all the friends in his own dormitory are dead, so he found me in the next bedroom?
But that's not right, I don't live at the school anymore, and even if he runs back to my dorm room to inquire, my roommate doesn't know about the restaurant I run here.
Then he can find my door without any mistake, there must be something strange in this!
Zhu Sheng thought for a while and said, "Someone sued me." â
"Someone? Who? I hurriedly asked.
Zhu Sheng shook his head: "I don't know who he is, I saw him in a mental hospital." At that time, I was isolated in a solitary room, with no windows and police guarding the door. And the man, who actually opened a door in the wall, walked in through that door. â
"Draw a door?"
Hearing this, I was even more confused.
Zhu Sheng nodded: "Yes, I don't know how he got in, but I was able to escape from there because he helped me draw a door, so I think when he came in, he might have painted such a door." â
Painting the door......
This brings me to a secret technique: drawing the door and entering.
This method of painting the door is a very famous secret technique of the door, but it is very difficult.
When I was a child, I read Qimen Dunjia, which was an old book at home. At that time, I couldn't read it, and there were few books at home, so I had nothing to flip through, just a magical story.
As I grew up, I slowly understood that painting a door or something must be made up, because painting a door on the wall can lead to it, which is not true in physics.
However, as the knowledge of physics became more and more abundant, this dead theory of traditional physics gradually became doubted by me.
In traditional three-dimensional space, you can't break the rules of space.
But as long as it is in a higher dimension, all existing rules of physics will be overturned.
Feng Shui, Astrological ...... Gradually, there are some scientifically plausible explanations, and even more bizarre problems, although science cannot yet explain them, they do exist.
Just like the ghosts I saw.
When others can't see it, they think that ghosts don't exist.
So when I heard that the secret art of painting doors appeared, I couldn't help but be excited.
I hurriedly asked, "What does that person look like?" â
Zhu Sheng shook his head again: "He was wearing a white dress, although he didn't cover his face, but I just couldn't see what he looked like." â
"And what did he say to you?" I asked.
Zhu Sheng said: "He said that he knew what was happening around him, and he told me that I am now facing a dead end, and the best result is that the police will treat me as a murderer and arrest me, and if it is not good, that ghost will continue to hunt me down." He told me that if I want to live, there is only one way to live, and that is to ask you for help! â
"He told you to find me!"
Zhu Sheng nodded: "He told me the address, and then drew a door in the house, he went out first, and I followed him out of that door." But when I went out, the man was gone. â
That's pretty unusual.
Let Zhu Sheng come to me......
Who could that be?
Listening to Zhu Sheng's description, this person's identity should be very peculiar.
He can draw doors, and must have a high attainment in Taoism.
He knew that I had just been in the hotel for less than two days, so he must have been around me.
In other words, he can see me often and understand my every move.
And he asked Zhu Sheng to come to me for help, obviously knowing that I knew about Taoism.
Such a person......
I searched around in my head, I don't know anyone like that.
There are a few people I have dealt with who match these characteristics.
First of all, Uncle Ping.
Uncle Ping is a master of Longhu Mountain, there is definitely no need to say it in Taoism, but he is not so mysterious, if he wants to help anyone, he can help directly, do you still need to let Zhu Sheng come to me?
And Uncle Ping should not be in Jiangcheng at this time, so it is unlikely that Uncle Ping is likely.
In addition, there is another mysterious middle-aged man I met in the ghost market.
The middle-aged man who was angry with his book and set up a stall to sell ghosts.
The ghost he gave me was left under the bed after I got it back, and I forgot about the bottle when I went to the dorm yesterday to carry something.
This person gives gifts when he meets, and his behavior is also strange, and since he can sell ghosts, he will definitely be able to catch ghosts, and his Taoism will definitely not be bad.
So it could be this person.
In addition, I think of a person.
The person who trapped Ma Ruyu in the pond and kept saying that Ma Ruyu was good.
Both of these weirdos are possible, but I don't know them.
Letting go of my thoughts, I thought, no matter who this person is, whether I recognize it or not, is it helping me or harming me in secret...... One day he'll show up.
I asked, "Zhu Sheng, he said that if you come to me, I can help you?" Besides, what else did he say? â
Zhu Sheng shook his head: "From the time he walked into the room to the time he left, it took less than a minute before and after, and he said those two words. â
"Well, no matter who that person is, I should help you, or I will help you. Now, then, tell me what happened that night. â
Zhu Shengzhi nodded stunned, his thoughts as if he had returned to that night.
His eyes grew more and more confused, and his face became more and more frightened.
It took him a moment to say a few words.
"Head! Hungry! â
(To be continued)