Chapter 119: The Hand of God (5)

"After reading it, your face is not very good, huh?"

"It's fine."

"Are you alright? Do you believe the? ”

"Hehe, do you know the gods? Or God! Jiang Xiaobai smoked a cigarette and smiled.

Yang Jian didn't understand what it meant.

"Soon, you'll know." Jiang Xiaobai started the car, got off the accelerator, and drove away.

But soon reversed, Jiang Xiaobai opened the car window and said, "July 15th, remember not to go out, otherwise you will die!" ”

Yang Jian watched the Mercedes-Benz drive away, squinting his eyes, and the second monk was puzzled.

frowned slightly, shook his head again, remembered what Jiang Xiaobai said, and left.

The car stops at the intersection and the front light is green.

The car behind honked its horn, urging the car in front to hurry up.

Jiang Xiaobai was unmoved, smoking a cigarette and looking at the time.

Time display: 9.30

"What's going on with you! Green light you don't go! It's amazing to drive a Mercedes! ”

The driver behind the Mercedes got down and cursed in his mouth.

The driver came to the car window, glared at Jiang Xiaobai, and scolded: "Are you TM blind!" Such a big green light, you can't see it! ”

Jiang Xiaobai glanced at it, rolled up the window, and glanced at the time.

Time display: 9.30.43

The driver rolled up his sleeves and scolded Jiang Xiaobai's car, but he didn't make a move, because he couldn't afford to pay for Mercedes-Benz.

Time display: 9.30.50

The forward indicator starts counting down.

The green light flashed black and flickering.

9…… 8…… 7…… 6…… 1

The moment the yellow light appeared, the three-second countdown began to flash.

Bang!

A figure jumped from a height, and the time was exactly 9.31 minutes.

The driver was taken aback, looked at the man in the middle of the road, his face was pale, he was in a trance, he reacted, and ran towards his car.

Jiang Xiaobai started the Mercedes-Benz unhurriedly, glanced at it, kicked the accelerator, bypassed, and drove towards the next place.

Time: noon: 12.09

Location: The roof of an abandoned building.

Jiang Xiaobai held a white paper umbrella and looked coldly at the rooftop, a man pulled out a fruit knife from a woman, turned to leave.

Time: 1.21 p.m

Location: A hospital.

Jiang Xiaobai looked at an operation in the operating room with cold eyes, the patient was still alive, but it was not far from death.

Time in the afternoon: 2.41

Location: Yongzhen, Guanjiang Community.

Jiang Xiaobai drove the car, bypassing the renovated buildings, and the car stopped in front of a 'Republic of China Ancient House' in this community.

Get out of the car, get in the door, and go upstairs.

It's a corridor where sunlight passes through the cracks in the roof, and dust drips up and flutters.

"Ghost Mirror...... Ghost Kitchen. ”

Jiang Xiaobai smoked a cigarette and walked towards the innermost, the first room.

With a flash of white light, he entered.

The room is not big, and there are some tables, chairs, and bench legs in the corner, and it seems that no one has taken care of it for a long time.

Jiang Xiaobai's gaze bypassed the tables, chairs and benches, and locked on a three-meter-high curtain in the corner, he walked over, grabbed the curtain, and pulled it without hesitation.

The curtain fell and was thrown aside.

In front of him is a tall mirror that is three meters high and about fifty centimeters wide.

Jiang Xiaobai stood in front of the mirror, but there was no projection of him or shadow on the mirror.

Re-lit a cigarette and waited for a minute, and inside the mirror, a black dot slowly magnified and walked towards the mirror.

Jiang Xiaobai shook the cigarette ash and looked at it coldly.

The person who came from the mirror stood in front of the mirror and maintained a posture with Jiang Xiaobai, but there was no smoke in the hands of the person in the mirror!

Jiang Xiaobai in the mirror learned Jiang Xiaobai's movements, and was a little stiff at first, but after a while, the movements began to synchronize.

This is most likely the reason why Jiang Xiaobai smoked a cigarette and did not move.

Otherwise, the ghost in the mirror is estimated to have to imitate it for a while to achieve action synchronization.

"It's just you, Chen Yuan, let him come out."

Jiang Xiaobai threw away the cigarette butt, lit another one, and looked coldly at the mirror projection, there was no cigarette in his hand inside, but he also threw it back, imitating the action of throwing the cigarette butt.

Jiang Xiaobai in the mirror learned from Jiang Xiaobai, opened his mouth to imitate, and after speaking, he took out air from his empty pocket again and put it on his mouth, as if he was smoking.

"Chen Yuan, don't you dare to come out?"

After smoking another cigarette, Jiang Xiaobai became a little impatient.

The self in the mirror also imitated Jiang Xiaobai's movements, with an impatient face, but his facial expression was a little stiff.

"You know what I'm going to do next, don't come out...... Hehe, then you just wait to die. ”

Jiang Xiaobai sneered and disappeared in place.

In the tall mirror, Jiang Xiaobai's projection also disappeared into the mirror.

In the depths of the mirror, a black dot quickly came out of it.

This black spot gradually enlarged, and this person was Chen Yuan in Jiang Xiaobai's mouth!

Chen Yuan stood in the mirror, stared ahead, looked at it for a while, and disappeared into the mirror.

Jiang Xiaobai entered the second room.

There is a wooden table, as well as a red second-tier cabinet.

He smoked a cigarette and walked towards the red cupboard, a small note with four words written on it.

I want a ghost door!

Jiang Xiaobai opened the first layer of cabinets, as if he knew the use of this thing in advance, and directly stuffed the small note into it, and then closed it.

The second layer of the red cabinet suddenly opened, and a small note slowly floated down.

Pick up the note, and there is a crooked line of text written on it.

Trading begins!

Jiang Xiaobai took a few steps back and gave up his position, because he had already seen that red blood had begun to ooze out from under the red cabinet.

It stinks and is viscous, like the blood of a living person.

In a minute or so, a pool of red blood flowed out of the red cupboard, and the red blood bubbled one by one, ripples, and a dilapidated wooden door gradually floated up.

The wooden door was covered with chains and a dozen brass locks, the latest of which looked as if it had been locked a few days earlier.

After waiting for a while, the ghost door completely emerged, dilapidated, rotten, grimaces, ghost hands, eyes, engraved on the surface of the wooden door, as if a ghost.

The red blood stains disappeared, and the second layer of the red cabinet opened suddenly, and a small note fell lightly, along with a red key.

Jiang Xiaobai walked over, picked up the small note, and looked at it coldly.

"Tomorrow night at 21.49 in front of Danan City, Huangwei Street, No. 42 Fengshan Road, second floor, open the locked door and give me the contents inside."

The handwriting is crooked, like a ghost's request.

Jiang Xiaobai crushed the note, re-lit a cigarette, took out ten stacks of yellow paper money, stuffed it into the first layer of the red cabinet, closed it, looked at the time, and began to wait.

The ghost kitchen seemed to fall silent.

One-to-one transaction, the transaction of the person is completed, the transaction of the ghost has not been completed, but the person stuffed the ghost with a wad of money, which is a few meanings.

Suborn?

No!

It's a new deal, and it's beginting!