Chapter 25: Ballet Shoes with Blood

There are only two big living people in this room, Xiaobai and me, as well as Lao Hu's corpse.

The two of us certainly didn't pull each other on each other, and there should be only one possibility.

"Gollum!" I swallowed hard and spat at the mouth.

Turning my head, I saw a pair of glowing red eyes staring at me in the darkness.

"Little white...... We seem to be in trouble. My voice trembled slightly.

Xiaobai instantly understood, and suddenly pushed me: "Hurry up!" ”

Lao Hu's corpse has undergone a corpse change, the situation is unknown, and Xiaobai's first thought is to let me escape.

"Don't ...... Don't go! ”

It was Lao Hu's voice, his cold hands clutching my arms tightly, making it impossible for me to break free.

"Meow ......"

Hearing the familiar meow of a cat, I felt a "chuckle" in my heart.

Damn brute, how can you get it everywhere you go?

Lao Hu's strength was a little stronger, and my arm hurt when he pulled it.

Xiaobai sighed: "Lao Hu, I'm sorry, I'll help you get revenge when I go back!" ”

The two of us naturally counted Lao Hu's account on the black cat's body, although he was full of needles when he died, but those needles were obviously not the real reason for Lao Hu's death.

"Bang!" With a bang, Xiaobai seemed to have smashed Lao Hu's body with a steel pipe.

I faintly heard the crisp sound of bone cracking, and Lao Hu's hand holding me suddenly let go.

I also sighed secretly in my heart, Xiaobai actually broke Lao Hu's arm ruthlessly in order to save me.

It is estimated that Xiaobai's heart must be very uncomfortable, and neither of us wants Lao Hu's body to be damaged.

"Fanzi, let's go!" Xiaobai pushed me again and urged.

Now my condition obviously can't withstand the toss, and I don't have the strength to subdue Lao Hu, and staying behind may become a burden.

I stumbled and rushed out of the room.

But I didn't mean to run away, so I took the opportunity to draw out the copper coin sword and prepare to turn around and go back.

Anyway, I can't leave Xiaobai behind.

"Don't go, burn me!" Lao Hu yelled again.

With this roar, I noticed that the red light in Lao Hu's eyes flashed.

I wondered in my heart, isn't Lao Hu dead yet?

No, he is indeed dead, and it is likely that he has been dead for quite some time.

For some reason, there was a foul smell from his body, which was even more pronounced when his eyes glowed red.

This foul smell is similar to the smell of corpses, but it has a little more indescribable strange smell.

"Lao Hu, what's the matter with you?" I couldn't help but ask.

In the dark, I heard Xiaobai swing the steel pipe and smash Lao Hu a few times, but Lao Hu did not fight back.

"Quick, burn me! There is petrol under the bed! Lao Hu's voice was hurried and sounded a little hoarse.

When he said this, Lao Hu's eyes did not glow red.

In the darkness, I couldn't see Lao Hu's expression, but I could imagine that he should be suffering greatly.

"Poof!"

With this muffled sound, I smelled a smell of gasoline.

"Boom!" , and the room suddenly lit up.

Xiaobai used a lighter to ignite the gasoline spilled on the ground, and the fire spread quickly.

In the firelight, Lao Hu's body writhed wildly, and finally pounced on the source of the fire.

After a few rolls in the fire, he immediately became a fire man, but he was still wriggling.

"Let's go, let's go!" In the flames, Lao Hu let out a resolute roar.

Xiaobai and I were stunned, a little confused by the situation in front of us.

I quickly reacted, Lao Hu should be trying to restrain himself now, not to let his body be manipulated.

That black cat, that damn beast, can make Lao Hu's corpse cheat the corpse.

But there is one thing I don't quite understand, why does the ghost still linger in the body after Lao Hu dies?

It stands to reason that after a person dies, it is impossible for the Yin Spirit to continue to stay in the body.

"Xiaobai, rush over here!"

Xiaobai was still standing in place, I was a little anxious, and urged him.

The fire was getting bigger and bigger, and I was standing outside the door and could easily escape.

But if Xiaobai hesitates for a moment, he will eventually be engulfed in flames.

At the last moment, Xiaobai reacted and gritted his teeth and rushed over from the side.

But just as Xiaobai was about to rush to the door of the ward, the black cat's bark came into his ears again.

"Meow!"

Lao Hu stood up suddenly, his eyes glowing red, and he rushed towards Xiao Bai with a body of flames.

My heart hung in my throat at this moment, and I couldn't react to the suddenness of the incident.

"Whoosh!"

The copper coin sword in my hand suddenly came out of my hand and flew out in a golden light.

"Poof!"

The copper coin sword passed through Lao Hu's chest, leaving a bloody hole in Lao Hu's body.

Lao Hu's body trembled suddenly, and he fell to the ground with a bang, and the fire became more and more rapid.

In the blink of an eye, Lao Hu's body had disappeared and turned into a pile of ashes.

I looked at Xiao Baimian for the rest of my life after the catastrophe, what happened?

The copper coin sword flew back, and I subconsciously reached out and grabbed the copper coin sword, but it was burned.

In pain, I let go of my hand, and the copper coin sword fell to the ground, looking dull.

"Alas, you bastard, you almost hurt him!"

Hearing this sigh, I shuddered and turned around slowly.

It was dark everywhere I looked, but I saw a familiar figure in a trance.

"Grandpa, are you here?" I asked excitedly.

Grandpa snorted coldly: "If I come one step late, Hu Lai will be gone!" This old guy, as his name suggests, dares to take such a risk. ”

Hu Lai is Lao Hu's name, and it is not appropriate for our two juniors to call Lao Hu by his name, so we have never called him by his name.

What's more, neither of us knew if "Hu Lai" was his real name or if someone had given Lao Hu a nickname.

No matter how you say it, Lao Hu is also a character about the same age as my grandfather, and it's okay to joke about it, but you can't be too ignorant of the old and the young.

Suddenly, when I heard my grandfather mention Lao Hu's name, I was a little uncomfortable.

It seems that grandpa seems to be very familiar with Lao Hu, with a hint of regret and guilt in his tone.

"Grandpa, this ...... What the hell is going on? "I don't quite understand what Grandpa meant.

Now I understand that the copper coin sword will fly out just now, and it was my grandfather who made a move.

This grandfather must have been angry with me, and there was a hint of blame in his tone.

I hadn't seen my grandfather for a few years, and I couldn't hide the excitement in my heart.

I didn't care if my grandfather would be angry at me, and I couldn't help but want to rush to my grandfather's side.

I tried to walk towards my grandfather, but after taking a few steps forward, I found that it seemed to be getting farther and farther away from him.

In the end, Grandpa sighed deeply: "There are some things that you are not qualified to know too much now." Remember the set of needles that Hu Lai developed at the end, and it may be used on me at a critical moment. ”

"But one thing you have to keep in mind is that you must not remove the needle from my body before cremating me, otherwise I will also face the danger of losing my soul!"

Grandpa didn't explain, but after explaining, I was even more confused.

It sounds like I just pulled out the needle on Lao Hu's body when I was helping him sort out his remains, and I almost got into a big disaster.

But I don't understand why my grandfather said that the stitch method should be used on his old man.

Could it be that Grandpa is implying that his life is in danger? I didn't dare to think about it.

At the same time, I didn't dare to ask any more questions, grandpa whispered a soul-attracting spell, probably to summon Lao Hu's ghost back.

This is a common practice for soul luring to appear, and it cannot be disturbed when casting spells.

I stopped Xiaobai, who also wanted to ask questions, and the two of them waited with bated breath for Grandpa to cast a spell.

A gust of wind blew, and I shivered involuntarily.

In the firelight, a black shadow floated straight towards Grandpa.

After a few moments, the flames gradually extinguished, and the air was filled with the smell of burning and a faint stench.

"Grandpa, how are you?" I asked with trepidation.

There was only a dead silence in response, and my grandfather disappeared with Lao Hu's ghost.

"Old man, don't go! Tell me what the hell is going on! Xiaobai shouted.

I shook my head helplessly: "Don't shout, it's useless, my grandfather is gone." But Lao Hu's ghost is in the hands of grandpa, you can rest assured. ”

According to his grandfather's habits in the past, he would definitely find a way to send Lao Hu's ghost away.

The Yin Soul will eventually go where it belongs, the so-called Hades.

The yin souls that stay in the yang world are either angry and unwilling to leave, or they can't find their way to the underworld and become lonely ghosts.

Grandpa once mentioned that most of the people who died in vain have not reached the end of their lives and cannot go to the underworld normally.

In this case, some means must be used to send the Yin away, otherwise the Yin will probably never be able to leave.

Xiaobai and I fell into an unprecedented silence, and Lao Hu's death had a big impact on both of us.

Even if you have seen more life and death, when it is your turn to do this kind of thing, it is still inevitably a little difficult to accept in your heart.

Because of the intervention of the grandfather, the fire did not spread, causing irreversible consequences.

The fire was confined to the ward, and after Hu's body was reduced to ashes, the flames had been largely extinguished.

Although it was already the middle of the night, there were still some shops with lights on in the more lively streets.

We both bought light bulbs, replaced them, closed the door and started tidying up the room.

There are dead people and there is such a big thing as a fire, if it gets out, it will definitely attract the attention of the police, and the two of us must hide this matter for the time being.

We put away Lao Hu's ashes first, and then let him be buried after the matter has calmed down.

Then Xiaobai simply collected the medicinal materials scattered on the ground and found the herbs that suited me to help me heal.

It stands to reason that this kind of thing is the most suitable to be handed over to Lao Hu, but unfortunately now we are separated by yin and yang.

"You've recovered from your injuries pretty quickly, especially in your back. At first glance, it looks like you've never been hurt at all. Xiaobai muttered quietly when he helped me apply the medicine.

I reached out and touched my back with difficulty, and when I touched the skin on my back, I was a little stunned.

The injury on his back has indeed healed, and there are no scars left.

I remember vividly that the injury on my back was so severe that I thought it would leave a scar that I would never forget.

Come to think of it, I've been tickling my back since last night.

It was a bit unbearable at first, but then I got used to it.

Is it because the wound is healing, so itchy?

But the speed of healing is a little too fast, a bit beyond common sense.

As the saying goes, there must be demons when things are impermanent, and I secretly keep an eye on it.

"The medicine is good, you bear with it, I'll help you bandage it with a bandage."

The wound where the medicine was applied gradually became a little itchy, but the herbs and prescriptions left by Lao Hu were still very effective.

Turning his head to look, Xiaobai was holding a bandage in one hand and a pair of bloody ballet shoes in the other!

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