Chapter 5 Fighting the Corpse Again
"The donor also expects you to be self-sufficient. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info "Unexpectedly, he didn't punch and kick the security guard, and ran into the night at a very fast speed after dropping a word.
"Damn, don't let me see you!" Although the security guard was strong, the monk who had practiced martial arts had just chased a few steps and found that it was out of reach, so he shouted at the back of the unquit, and his momentum still could not be lost.
"Forget it." Without quitting leaving, the strength in Xie Xiaolou's body slowly recovered, and he barely stood up at this time.
"Ouch, Mr. Xie, are you alright?" Seeing that Bujie had been "beaten" away, the security guard hurriedly ran back to help Xie Xiaolou up.
Mr. Xie Xiaolou was uncomfortable, he looked more than ten years younger than the security guard, but he also knew what kind of mentality the security guard had, so he didn't bother to care, and handed the security guard a cigarette: "Thank you." ”
The security guard took the cigarette with a smile, and the smile on his face suddenly froze, in his opinion, the people who live here are all rich and noble, and they should all smoke high-end cigarettes such as China and Ninety-Five Supreme, who knows that the cigarettes handed by Xie Xiaolou are not as good as the ones he smoked.
But this expression is fleeting, no matter how you say that this hairy guy in front of him can live in this villa is an ironclad fact, maybe he is like this, and he is used to smoking cheap rough cigarettes.
"Mr. Xie is fine, do you need to go to the hospital to see?" The security guard took the cigarette and did not smoke it, but lit a cigarette for Xie Xiaolou first.
"It's okay, I'm going back." Xie Xiaolou didn't want to say more to him, so he walked back with a cigarette.
Seeing Xie Xiaolou leave, the security guard's smile was put away, he looked at the cigarette in his hand, rubbed it twice and threw it on the ground, and then took out a pack of Furong King from his purse.
"Isn't it just that my life is better than mine?" The security guard lit a cigarette and continued to patrol the area.
Early the next morning, Xie Xiaolou was woken up by the sound of chanting from downstairs.
"Could it be that I am the reincarnation of the Monkey King?" Xie Xiaolou thought of the little monk last night, and hurriedly stuck his head out of the window, and sure enough, he didn't quit.
"Donor, are you awake?" Bu Qu originally closed his eyes and recited the scriptures, but as soon as Xie Xiaolou's head stretched out, he felt it.
"Hey, what the hell are you going to do?" Xie Xiaolou didn't dare to go downstairs rashly, he knew that he was not the opponent of this little monk at all.
Without stopping to chant the scriptures, his eyes were staring in the direction of the villa's cold storage: "If the evil is not eliminated every day, the little monk will come every day." ”
Thinking that those security guards couldn't help him, Xie Xiaolou sighed, and when he hadn't alerted the security guards, he said to him: "If you promise not to do it, let's go into the house and talk?" ”
He smiled and said, "That's very good." ”
"Can you guarantee it?"
"Monks don't speak."
Ten minutes later, Xie Xiaolou and Bujie sat in the living room on the first floor.
"I see." After listening to Xie Xiaolou finish talking about the history of the corpse, his face gradually became serious.
"The demons born by the power of nature are indeed difficult to break with manpower alone, and hearing you say this, the little monk seems a little reckless." said that he did not give Xie Xiaolou a Buddhist salute.
"The master doesn't have to blame himself too much..." Xie Xiaolou was influenced by his unquit speaking style, and also learned from him to say something that was not in vain.
However, this casual sentence made Bujie listen carefully, and saw that he looked flustered: "The donor must not ridicule the little monk, the so-called master, is the supreme of Buddhism, the five senses and six senses are transcendent outside the object, look at a leaf and know the power of the three autumns, with the current cultivation of the little monk, and the word master is far away・・・・・・"
"Okay, little master, little master doesn't have to blame himself." Xie Xiaolou had no choice, so he hurriedly changed his name.
Bujie had a satisfied smile on his face.
The two were silent for a while.
"But this evil has been placed here, and I'm afraid it will eventually become a scourge." Half a minute later, Bujie spoke.
Xie Xiaolou also wanted to solve the corpse as soon as possible, but there was only one way recorded in the corpse scripture, so he asked, "What is the little master going to do?" ”
Bujie frowned, and said half-loudly: "It's better to let the little monk give it a try." ”
Xie Xiaolou thought about it for a while after hearing this, and said, "It's okay." After speaking, he came to the cold storage with no ring, and Wang Xiaoli, the anti-theft code of the library door, had already told him.
"Please." opened the door, a burst of cold air rushed in, Xie Xiaolou was still wearing shorts and shorts, and couldn't help but shiver.
Without precepts, his expression was solemn, as if he was facing a great enemy, and he entered the door with a string of Buddhist beads.
Xie Xiaolou was guarding the door, and he felt that it would not be long before he would return if he didn't quit.
However, an hour has passed, and he hasn't knocked on the door yet, Xie Xiaolou couldn't help but worry, could it be that something was wrong?
Although Bujie beat him up yesterday, he knew that Bujie was also kind, and this little monk was a little silly and cute when he went down the mountain, Xie Xiaolou didn't care so much about him, and besides, this is a human life, so he can't die without saving it.
"Boom!"
Xie Xiaolou was thinking about the situation inside when he suddenly heard a muffled sound.
"Knock knock..." followed by a series of sounds, like ・・・・・ someone was about to break down the door.
"I'll go, what good did this stupid bald donkey do?" Xie Xiaolou guessed that the corpse general had already risen and might be ready to destroy the basement and run out.
His conjecture was probably correct, because even though he was separated by a heavy security door, he also felt that the corpse qi in his body began to come alive.
Xie Xiaolou scolded angrily, immediately turned back to the room and took the backpack he was carrying, wrote a blue corpse suppression talisman, ran to the door of the cold storage, and was just about to open the door, after thinking about it, he put eight copper coins at the door.
"Squeak~"
Xie Xiaolou lost the password, slowly opened the iron door, and in addition to the biting cold air, there was also a thick corpse gas!
The muffled noise he had heard outside suddenly disappeared when he opened the door, and the light was on in the room, and he saw at a glance that he was sitting in the corner with blood still dripping from his mouth.
"Little, be careful!" Seeing Xie Xiaolou enter the door, he shouted at him weakly.
Damn it! Behind the door!
As soon as Xie Xiaolou realized this, a cold air hit behind him, and even though he was on guard, his body couldn't help but tremble.
"Yin and yang have orders, and the sun and the moon follow!" Xie Xiaolou shouted, and hurriedly turned around and shot out the prepared corpse suppression talisman.
The blue corpse suppression charm, how can it be trapped for a minute or two, you can take advantage of this time to put it back into the refrigerator, thanks to Zhang Qiufu's high-end refrigerator, as long as the temperature is turned to the lowest, the objects inside can freeze in a minute.
"Ha~"
As soon as the corpse talisman was pasted on the thing behind him, only a sighing sound was heard, and Xie Xiaolou suddenly felt that his palm was cold, as if he had touched an ice sculpture.
"Not good." Xie Xiaolou realized that the sneak attack on him behind the door was really an ice sculpture, but it was a humanoid ice sculpture, not the corpse general he expected.
Xie Xiaolou suddenly panicked, this corpse general would actually set a trap!
An ominous premonition came to his heart, and Xie Xiaolou only felt that his scalp was numb.