Sitting on the edge of the bed, my head was dizzy and painful, and it was very uncomfortable. Just about to lie down again, he suddenly remembered something, so he got up and walked to Lao Xie's bedside, looked left and right, and only saw his trousers and shirt on the chair, but did not see the underwear he took off. I had a foreboding feeling in my heart. Hurriedly turned on the light and woke up Lao Xie vigorously.

"W-What?" Lao Xie is still a little unconscious.

I asked him where the vest pants were off, and Lao Xie replied in a daze: "What tank top pants, pants...... Hey, what about my clothes, how did I get ripped off......" After sobering up, Lao Xie searched for a long time in the house, but he didn't find where his vest pants were. He asked me suspiciously, why my clothes were gone, and would they be taken by the cleaner to wash them?

"It's not a star hotel. It's just a hotel, who will take the initiative to do your laundry? Besides, you don't go into the guest room in the middle of the night to collect your clothes, do you? ”

The more I thought about it, the more wrong it became, and a thought suddenly arose in my mind, Lao Xie obviously thought of it too, his face changed color, and he grabbed my arm tightly: "Yes, could it be that someone is secretly making ghosts?" I asked Lao Xie to get dressed immediately, walked out of the hotel with me, and prepared to call the rental company to call for a taxi.

I took out my mobile phone and started dialing, and Lao Xie asked nervously next to me, "Can you still call a taxi?" "I said let's try it, if it doesn't work, just stop the car on the road, leave the place, and see if anyone is following behind. As I spoke, I dialed in and looked at Lao Xie with my eyes. Suddenly, I saw him bleeding from his nose and asked what was wrong.

Lao Xie wiped his nose, his hands were full of blood, and he quickly took out toilet paper from his leather bag to wipe it. I didn't expect to wipe more and more, and I couldn't stop it. I asked, "Is it on fire?" ”

"I don't know...... Lao Xie blocked his nose with toilet paper, half tilted his head, and I pulled Lao Xie to stop the car on the road. It was easy to stop a Toyota pickup truck that was the same as Fang Gang's, so I asked the driver to take us to a nearby hospital. As the car was moving, I looked behind me from time to time and didn't see anyone following, so I let out a long sigh.

In the emergency ward of the hospital, the nurse helped Lao Xie deal with the nosebleed, and strangely, not only could the nosebleed not stop. Even his mouth began to bleed. The nurse thought there was a hole in his mouth, but she didn't find any external injuries, and the blood in Lao Xie's mouth seemed to come out of his throat, but he didn't have any symptoms.

In order to prevent being choked by blood, Lao Xie didn't dare to lie on his back, so he could only half-lie on the hospital bed, and it was difficult to even gasp: "Brother Tian, Brother Tian, what's the matter with me, did I get my head down?" I comforted him and said that it was impossible, and you didn't offend anyone, so you won't bow your head. was playing drums in his heart, and Lao Xie lost his underwear in the hotel. Then in less than twenty minutes, he began to bleed from his mouth and nose, and if it was just a coincidence, he didn't even believe in ghosts.

It was clear that someone was hiding in the hotel at that time to perform the head-lowering technique. I dreamed that Mr. Jiang came into the house to touch Lao Xie, it seems to be the sixth sense, that person is definitely not Mr. Jiang, but I am not completely dreaming, but someone really entered the house, I can feel someone in the dream, but I didn't wake up, but the brain transforms this feeling into a dream. I felt dizzy at night, and now it seems that it is not because of some fake wine, but because I have been secretly drugged by something, so that Lao Xie and I will be confused, and it will be more conducive to the thief to come in without being detected.

"Quick, hurry up and give me that necklace of yours to test...... Lao Xie was in great pain, but he hadn't forgotten about it. I hurriedly took off the necklace of the five poisonous oils and put it on Lao Xie's chest, which immediately frightened me into a daze, the color of the oil was the same as ink.

How can it be so dark? It seems that this head drop is quite powerful, but my judgment is just an ordinary blood drop or a rapid drop. Because although Lao Xie was bleeding from his mouth and nose, his mind was still clear, and it didn't seem to be that serious. I didn't dare to delay any longer, so I hurriedly called Fang Gang. Let him contact Azan Baden to help solve it right away.

Under Fang Gang's coordination, Azan Baden came to the hospital wearing a black shirt and pants. It was already past three o'clock in the morning, and I was grateful to Azan Baden, who only nodded to me, walked to Lao Xie's bed, and bent down to look at him.

Lao Xie said: "Oh, Azan Baden is here, then I can't die......" I really don't know whether to cry or laugh, Azan Baden hesitated for a moment and then took off the black beads, hung them above Lao Xie's face, and began to chant mantras in a low voice.

The two nurses next to me looked strange and asked me who this person was. I said he was a wizard, but the nurse didn't understand, and said that a wizard could cure this disease, and I didn't answer. Suddenly, seeing Lao Xie coughing violently, spurting out a lot of blood, which fell and splashed on his face and clothes, the nurse was frightened, and hurriedly dodged it, and then came over to wipe him.

"How so?" I'm worried.

Lao Xie vomited blood and whezed for a long time. Crying and mourning, he asked me, "Am I going to die, die?" I told him not to speak, and Azan Baden dipped his finger in the blood on Lao Xie's chest clothes, smeared some on the string of black beads, and continued to recite. Lao Xie gasped more and more, spurting blood incessantly, accompanied by coughing. The spell lasted for more than twenty minutes, and finally Lao Xie vomited out of strength, and his body, face, and ground were covered in blood. His face became paler and paler, and his voice became weaker and weaker, and the doctor hurriedly ordered Lao Xie to be transfused, and then gradually became bloody.

Azambaden stopped casting the spell and shook his head at me. I asked, "Is it so powerful?" ”

"The blood descending method in Lao Xie's body is very strange. Extremely difficult to unravel. Azan Baden said. I asked Deng Kang if there would be a way, and he said that he had to let him try it. I hurriedly took out my mobile phone to call Dengkang, but no one answered for a long time, and I guess I was asleep. I was in such a hurry that I had to text him and ask him to come to XXX Hospital in Bangkok as quickly as possible.

After sending Azan Baden away, I stayed up in a chair in the hospital corridor until dawn, and at about six o'clock, Deng Kang called me, and after a brief inquiry about the situation, he said, "What did the three of you do, why are you always being plotted?" I smiled wryly and said if only I knew.

At about two o'clock in the afternoon, Deng Kang was finally expected, and after checking Lao Xie's condition, Deng Kang began to cast spells. The string of dark red bone beads he wore was formed by a certain head descending master after he fell into blood, and his mental power was powerful, and the effect was even better than that of ordinary Yu Ye. Deng Kang wrapped the bone beads around his wrists, pressed his hands on Lao Xie's chest and forehead, and began to chant mantras. The spell he recited was obviously different from Azambaden's, at least it sounded a little weird, but of course it wasn't unusual, there were many kinds of witchcraft in Dengkang. There are many of them, and I don't know where I learned them.

More than ten minutes passed, and Lao Xie didn't react. His eyes were only half-open, and his mouth was humming softly. Deng Kang changed two more mantras, took out a sharp folding knife from his arms, cut the middle finger of his left hand, dripped blood on the bone beads, and then dropped some in the middle of Lao Xie's forehead, and at the same time raised the tone of the mantra.

Suddenly, Lao Xie's body seemed to be pushed up by a spring, and he sat up from the hospital bed suddenly, and he began to vomit blood. Because she vomited so much blood, the nurse had to bring two large plastic basins and put them on the ground. Deng Kang immediately stopped casting the spell, put the bone bead back on his neck, and whispered to me, "Come out." ”

In the corridor of the hospital, Deng Kang's expression was serious: "I'm afraid Lao Xie won't be able to do it, and I won't be able to untie the blood drop in him." ”

"What? No way? I was shocked and hurriedly begged him to think of more ways.

Deng Kang said: "Just now I sensed that the yin qi on Lao Xie's body is very familiar, and the last time you and I followed Mrs. Ba and her family to Nakhon Sawan to find Azanyou to cast a spell, the method he used also had this yin qi in it. ”

I asked in surprise: "You mean, Lao Xie's head was given by Azanyou?" "Deng Kang said I didn't say that, I can't be sure now, I just said what I learned. My thinking gradually became clear, Xiong Furen was hit by the ghost of Dengkang at the Genting Hotel in Malaysia before, and I don't know how he solved it afterwards, but most of it was also the handiwork of Azanyou. Later, Azanyou attacked Lao Xie, which must have been a good thing done by Xiong Furen. He and Lao Xie have no grievances, and the target is obviously me. Just because Lao Xie and I stayed in a hotel in Bangkok, for convenience, the Xiong tour guide found someone to secretly drug me and Lao Xie and steal underwear in the middle of the night. Unexpectedly, I woke up halfway, and only Lao Xie's underwear was stolen by the other party.

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