Chapter 38: A New Enemy

Zheng Pei, who was lying on the hospital bed in the school hospital, spent the whole morning in a hurry. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info debridement, dressing change, second medical check-up, visits from teachers and classmates, police inquiries and transcripts, etc., etc. It wasn't until noon that his hospital room was completely quiet. He looked at Yang Ni, who was sitting next to him, and felt guilty.

"Are you thirsty? Do you want to drink water? Yang Ni asked in a flat tone, as if she was a nurse who didn't know Zheng Peisu, without any superfluous expression on her face.

Zheng Pei shook his head. He wanted to say some words of comfort, but when he saw the redness and slight scratches on Yang Ni's neck, he felt that his words were so weak. So he finally opened his lips only slightly, and swallowed the words back in his mouth.

Yang Ni sat quietly on the chair next to the hospital bed, her hands constantly fiddling with the corners of her clothes. After being silent for a long time, as if she had made up her mind, she asked intermittently, "What you said... Is it all true? ā€

Zheng Pei looked at Yang Ni's flickering gaze and didn't know how to answer. He feared that if he told the truth to this simple girl, he might never have the chance to see her again.

Yang Ni saw that Zheng Pei didn't answer, and felt that she might not have expressed the question clearly. She looked at Zheng Pei timidly and asked again, "Are those people you said are dead?" ā€

Zheng Pei sighed secretly in his heart and nodded heavily.

"You're not killing, are you?" Yang Ni suddenly raised her head and asked, a glimmer of hope flashing in her eyes, "I mean, you were forced to do those things, right?" ā€

Zheng Pei smiled slightly, like an old man comforting a wronged child: "I didn't hurt anyone. The whole thing may sound ridiculous, but please believe me, I am innocent, I am just a student who wants to go to school well and not be disturbed. ā€

"Hmm." Yang Ni nodded convincingly. The haze in her heart finally passed through the long-awaited dawn, and there were tears in her eyes. She wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, held Zheng Pei's wrist, and said with a smile: "Well, I believe in you." ā€

Zheng Pei looked at the band-aid on Yang Ni's hand and asked sadly, "That guy is you... You saved me, right? ā€

As soon as she recalled the scene at that time, Yang Ni could no longer control her emotions. She leaned on Zheng Pei's shoulder, and tears of grievance poured out. Zheng Pei put his arm around Yang Ni's shoulders and let her tears wet his clothes. Such a kind girl can't bear the fear of being kidnapped and the tragedy of fighting. If crying can make her completely forget the fear and helplessness in her heart, then this is the best outcome.

After all, the pain in her heart will also hurt in his heart.

Outside the door of the ward, a bruised face peered through the glass on the door, its fists clenched even louder. But he looked at the doctors and nurses who kept walking around, so he had to hold back his emotions and quietly walked out of the hospital gate.

"Mr. Cheng, it's just that he's right." The thin man said through gritted teeth.

Mr. Cheng nodded and asked, "Are you sure he can use spells?" Didn't you read it wrong? ā€

The thin man hurriedly replied: "Mr. Cheng, I am absolutely not mistaken. The kid ran up and disappeared suddenly, and then suddenly appeared again, like a ghost. If he hadn't been able to do this kind of trick, Brother Long would have let him run away. ā€

Mr. Cheng looked at the thin man's determined gaze, frowned, and continued to ask, "Then can you be sure that he has cast a curse on your Brother Long?" ā€

The thin man nodded and said, "He must have cast a curse." Otherwise, with his small body, how could he pull Brother Long? Although I didn't see it clearly when it was dark, but think about it, if he hadn't used a spell to freeze Brother Long, how could Brother Long have been given the opportunity to be opened with a brick by that little girl? ā€

Mr. Cheng pouted and said, "This thing is difficult to do. A Ba Niang is enough of a headache, and now she has taught an apprentice. In this way, you don't have to worry about Brother Long, I'll find someone to take care of him. You have an important task now, which is to keep an eye on this kid's whereabouts in a short period of time. If there is any abnormal movement, please contact me in time. ā€

When the thin man heard this, his heart trembled slightly, and he frowned and said, "Mr. Cheng, I don't know anything, and I can't get into this school, why are you staring?" ā€

Mr. Cheng raised the corners of his mouth, patted the thin man's shoulder, and said: "This school is now organizing a security team and is recruiting workers from the society, I will find a place for you to do it first, and you will keep an eye on this kid for me openly and secretly." You should also not come into direct contact with him to avoid revealing your own identity. You do a good job this time, and I'll promote you when it's over. ā€

The thin man was originally very afraid of Zheng Pei's strange spells, but Mr. Cheng had said this, and he could only agree to it.

Mr. Cheng took out a business card of his own and handed it to the thin man, instructing: "There is my pager number on it, if there is a situation, notify me immediately, understand?" ā€

The thin man took the business card with both hands, silently memorized the pager number on it, and put the business card into his close-fitting pocket like a treasure.

Mr. Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, although this kid named Zheng Pei is not easy to deal with at the moment, as long as he can keep an eye on his whereabouts, he will not fall into passivity. He was going to meet a man who had cleaned up a lot of tricky evil spirits and made a name for himself. Mr. Cheng entrusted the relationship and spent a lot of money to invite this master. But if this person can completely clean up Zheng Pei and Ba Niang, then the remuneration he receives is insignificant compared to the income of the company's normal operation.

Mr. Cheng found the friend in the school, and after settling the thin man, he raised his hand and looked at his watch. It's close to two o'clock in the afternoon. He also didn't bother to eat and immediately drove to the airport. Mr. Cheng sighed lightly, he has been anxious about these things recently, and the people under him are useless, he only hopes that this master can solve the matter as soon as possible, so that he can feel at ease and quiet.

The airport in Dezhang City is not large, and there are fewer flights, so there are not many outbound passengers at the arrival gate. Mr. Cheng searched his neck for a long time, until everyone was gone, and he didn't see the short and fat figure that his friend described to him. Mr. Cheng frowned and looked at his watch, questioning.

"You are Cheng Xudong?" A voice suddenly came from behind Mr. Cheng, he turned around sharply, a man in his forties, tall, dark, thin with sunglasses, like a fortune teller, had stood behind him for some time.

"Are you ......," Cheng Xudong hurriedly asked.

The fortune teller arched his hand and said expressionlessly: "Under Yao Jinming." After being recommended by a friend, I made a friend with Mr. Cheng. ā€

Cheng Xudong was secretly surprised in his heart. Not to mention that this person's footwork is so light and strong, he walks behind him and he doesn't notice it. Just talking about this appearance, it is very different from my friend's description. But all the information can be correct, isn't this master from one person?

Cheng Xudong immediately hid the doubts on his face, and asked with a slight smile: "I have been looking up for a long time, the name of the master of 'Shaking the Golden Bell' is like thunder, and I am really fortunate to be able to get acquainted with the master." Dare to ask if the master is here alone? Or do you have other friends? ā€

"I'm alone." Yao Jinming replied stiffly, his eyes hidden behind the black round sunglasses, and the indifference added a bit of mystery.

It's not strange, it's self-defeating. Cheng Xudong thought to himself that I wanted to see what kind of god you guy was pretending to be, and while smiling, he took the initiative to reach out and shake hands with Yao Jinming. "Master worked hard, I couldn't greet it in time, I'm really sorry, I'm sorry."

Yao Jinming still didn't have any expression. He suddenly stretched out his hand and held Cheng Xudong's hand!

"Oops!" Cheng Xudong hurriedly withdrew his hand, not only because Yao Jinming's palm was as cold as an ice cube, but the moment his hand was caught, a sharp stinging pain suddenly came from the position of his palm!

"What are you?!" Although Cheng Xudong still had an embarrassing smile on his face, there was already a murderous intent in his eyes. He looked at the position of his palm and a small bead of blood condensed, and Yao Jinming's miserable white palm was stained with a little bright red.

"Mr. Cheng is not surprised." Yao Jinming smiled, "The small one has just arrived in Guibao Land, and the person is weak, so everything has to be guarded against." ā€

Cheng Xudong sneered and said, "The master is too outward, doesn't he treat me Cheng as a friend?" ā€

"Hahahaha!" Yao Jinming suddenly burst into laughter, attracting sideways glances from passers-by around him. "Mr. Cheng, with all due respect, this matter hasn't been done yet, so you may not be able to treat me as a friend."

"Good! Readily! You look like someone who can get things done. You're a friend, and I've made a deal. Although Cheng Xudong said this, he secretly said in his heart that we will settle accounts after the autumn.

On the way back to the city, the two were speechless. Cheng Xudong drove the car, and always felt that something was wrong with Yao Jinming who was sitting in the co-pilot, but he couldn't say what was wrong. But judging from the most direct feeling, Cheng Xudong feels that the most wrong thing about Yao Jinming is that he is not angry. It's not that he isn't lively enough, but I think his whole expression, tone, and movements are particularly stiff. Especially his bare skin, not to mention sweat beads on a hot day, not even a single hair can be seen, delicate and smooth like the skin of a woman who has been greased and powdered all day long.

Cheng Xudong collected his gaze and thoughts, and only regarded those things that were wrong as Yao Jinming's personal preference. Because there are some things that will only make him feel disgusting if he delves into them.

"Master Yao, shall we go to dinner or to the hotel first?" Cheng Xudong asked with a smile.

The other party didn't respond, it was the kind of person who didn't respond to him as air at all.

Cheng Xudong thought that the other party didn't understand, so he frowned and asked again: "Master Yao?" Are you hungry? If you're not hungry, why don't you go back to the hotel and settle in? ā€

Yao Jinming still didn't answer, and he didn't even move.

Cheng Xudong felt that something was wrong. He looked at Yao Jinming's blue face and pushed his arm with his hand. "Master Yao? Master Yao? Are you uncomfortable? ā€

Yao Jinming's head suddenly hung down to his chest, as if he had fainted.

Cheng Xudong stepped on the brakes to the end! The car came to a halt after rubbing a long brake mark on the asphalt. Neutral, handbrake, turn on double flash. Cheng Xudong pushed Yao Jinming's shoulder vigorously and put his finger under his nose to try......

Cheng Xudong's face was pale, and his arms hung down with dull eyes. Yao Jinming didn't know when, he didn't have the slightest breath.

Damn it! What to do! Cheng Xudong's mind flashed countless possibilities and solutions, but in the end, he rejected them. He was in turmoil, the original tricky matter had not been resolved, and now he had an inexplicable dead man on the table. Not only could Ba Niang's matter be solved, but even he himself was in trouble.

Cheng Xudong has been quitting smoking for almost a decade. Now he reluctantly lit one, with unkempt hair, his head resting on the driver's seat, and closed his eyes in pain.

"Huh? Mr. Cheng, are you still smoking? Come on, come on, give one to my brother. Suddenly, a man's voice rang out from the back seat.

If it weren't for the seat belt, Cheng Xudong would have jumped out of the car window in fright. He remembered that there was only Yao Jinming's big box in the back seat, when did a big living person pop out? He turned his head in amazement to see a stocky man in a floral shirt and big pants, like a fat man who had just returned from a trip, lying sideways in the back seat.

"Who are you?" Cheng Xudong asked in surprise, "When did you get on the bus?" ā€

The fat man sat up with a smile, took a cigarette from the cigarette case and lit it, and said, "Hello Mr. Cheng, I am Yao Jinming, please take care of me in the future." ā€

"Then he is ......" Cheng Xudong looked at the fortune teller in the co-pilot in surprise and asked.

"Haha, he's there!" Yao Jinming puffed out a puff of smoke proudly and said, "His name is Wei Chang, and he is my tool for removing spirits." ā€

"He's not a person? How can it be? Cheng Xudong's eyes widened, and he looked at the fortune teller carefully.

Yao Jinming flicked the cigarette ash, picked the corner of his mouth and smiled hideously, and said, "He used to be." ā€