sinovels Chapter 94 2 Young Master, Your Pi Zuo Shipped
Chapter 94 2 Young Master, Your Pi Zuo Shipped
Jiang Zuo got up from the bed in a hurry, Fang Fang checked it nervously, and confirmed that this time, only these red marks were left on the front of his body, and the other places were dry and intact. He couldn't help but feel angry and sad. Letting out a long and stuffy breath, Jiang Zuo slumped down in a complicated mood. He lowered his head and looked at the red mark on his chest, trying to explain himself: emmmmm...maybe...the mosquito that was killed in the previous life in this life Reincarnated and turned into a mosquito spirit...
Jiang Zuo, who couldn't make it up anymore, smiled and wept: ...that's great, I chose to commit suicide.
It was hard to get rid of the few dog men who were keen on crispy ducks in the three mission worlds, but why did they still encounter such things when they returned to the real world...?
A faint light flashed in Jiang Zuo's mind, and an extremely absurd idea popped up uncontrollably like a sprout that broke through the ground.
Now that he can return to the real world from the mission world, will the three dog men he met in the mission world...will come out...?
Jiang Zuo felt a heavy "thump" in his heart, he got up from the bed, and paced back and forth in the room restlessly with his bare feet.
After all, before he entered the mission world, he spent years in the real world, peaceful and stable Amitabha, so why did everything go wrong as soon as he left the mission world?
Ever since this thought came up, the goosebumps on Jiang Zuo's body have not subsided until now. He stepped on the wooden floor with a squinting glance at himself in the mirror. Jiang Zuo stopped and walked towards The full-length mirror carried on the wardrobe took a few steps closer.
There is no way for him to be crushed by a crispy duck in the mission world, after all, he was just a soft and cute squirrel/clever erha/pink Juju with no strength to restrain a chicken, and he had to complete the damn collection For the task of shoveling shit, he didn't beat those dog men up for the sake of pleasing the target. If he met them in reality, Jiang Mode's terrifying killer Zuo would not be soft-hearted at all.
Jiang Zuo squeezed his gradually forming biceps, clenched his small fists, and decided to come to a man who will wait for the dog and kill the dog with his hands tonight.
Thinking that he could beat up a dog man tonight, Jiang Zuo suddenly regained his spirits. He rushed into the bathroom with a radiant face, turned his grief into strength, and almost rubbed himself bald.
After taking a shower, Jiang Zuo didn't even have time to dry himself carefully, so he put on his clothes in a hurry, planning to go out to buy some self-defense weapons and come back.
He put his two feet into the shoes randomly, and his white heels flattened the heels of the shoes. While stuffing some money in his pocket, he grabbed the key and his mobile phone. As soon as he opened the door and went out, he saw two A burly, bald man in a suit stood erect at the door.
Jiang Zuo immediately forgot about his biceps and the idea of tearing up the man with his hands, and almost had a heart attack from being frightened on the spot.
"Mr. Jiang, are you awake?" The two guards at the door turned their heads and nodded to Jiang Zuo in greeting, "We were ordered by Young Master Song to guard here."
Jiang Zuo remembered what Song Jingyu said last night that he would send someone to guard here, he couldn't help puffing out his chest, closed the door behind him, and asked, "From last night until now... have you been here?"
Two well-trained bodyguards replied respectfully: "We rushed over after receiving Master Song's order, and we haven't left until now."
"... Then last night... no one came in? You didn't hear anything?"
The two bodyguards smiled and said, "Don't worry, with us guarding here, not even a fly can fly in."
There must be a time gap between Song Jingyu's departure and the time when the two bodyguards rushed over, maybe a certain dog man sneaked in during this time period...?
Jiang Zuo troubled the two bodyguards to continue guarding the door, so he went out to buy self-defense weapons for tonight.
After shopping, Jiang Zuo was not in a hurry to go home, but went to the gym to exercise for a while, stretching his muscles and bones, and made sufficient preparations for tonight's big show.
In the evening, Jiang Zuo found out from Sister Hong that Song Jingyu had asked for leave today. Last night he was in such a hurry to go back. He didn't know what happened at home. He thought that it was already early morning after he got off work, and Song Jingyu had already gone to bed. , Jiang Zuo decided to call again tomorrow morning to ask, and by the way, thank Song Jingyu for arranging a few bodyguards for him.
The bar closed before three o'clock, Jiang Zuo brought the baseball bat he bought and a large bundle of rope, and when he got home, he saw that the bodyguards at the door were no longer the original two people.
Hearing that it was a shift change, Jiang Zuo was not suspicious, he took out his spare key and handed it to the two of them, and then told them: "Don't stand at the door at night, hide until..." Jiang Zuo looked around Scanning around, "...hide at the corner over there, if someone sneaks in tonight, you don't have to stop..."
After thinking about it, Jiang Zuo added another sentence: "If you hear me yelling loudly, then rush in and save me. This is my spare key. Keep it."
After Jiang Zuo entered the house, he searched the house carefully, even under the bed, to ensure that no one was hiding in the house, and then turned off the lights in the small hall and room outside, leaving only the A small lamp was on on the table in the room.
Jiang Zuo sat down on the edge of the bed, staring at the direction of the room door with his eyes wide open. He held the baseball bat he bought today and knocked it in the palm of his hand. The thick hemp rope was on the other side. It was wrapped around his arm several times, and he planned to beat him up first, then tie him up with a rope, and then slowly torture and tidy him up.
Thinking of this, Jiang Zuo couldn't restrain the joy in his heart at all: ... Hee hee... Hee hee hee hee...
The light of the table lamp on the table was dim, and there was a large circle of shadows around the edge of the light. The room was very quiet, and only the sound of his own breathing could be heard. Jiang Zuo felt a little bored after sitting for a long time. He put the end of a baseball bat on the ground, He propped one cheek on the raised baseball bat, half-closed his eyes, only his face was still facing the direction of the door.
The eyelids are getting heavier and heavier, Jiang Zuo struggled to open his eyelids from time to time and slowly glanced towards the door.
I don't know how long it took, the desk lamp bulb on the table made a "sizzling" electric current sound, the faint light flashed twice, and then suddenly went out.
Jiang Zuo, who accidentally fell asleep, had a heavy head, and his cheek slipped off the baseball bat. He was startled, and sat up straight in a daze.
At this time, the mottled darkness covered the room, the surrounding air seemed to be iced into thin needles that scratched the skin on the surface, and the coldness was permeating, Jiang Zuo's mind was instantly sober, he rubbed his arms , stood up quickly from the edge of the bed, clenched the baseball bat in his hands with both hands, arched his back slightly, and breathed cautiously in the dark.
The table lamp is not a candle, so how come the light is gone?
Jiang Zuo scratched his head, and felt the breath gently brushing against the skin on the back of his neck, his breathing stagnated, and without thinking about it, he swung the baseball bat back vigorously.
After waving the baseball bat in the air, Jiang Zuo, who had gradually adapted to the darkness, took a closer look. There was nothing behind him, only his own bed, and there was no one there.
Jiang Zuo heaved a sigh of relief. He wiped the fine sweat on the tip of his nose due to nervousness, pricked up his ears, and listened quietly, except for the ticking of the alarm clock in the silent room.
Sensing that something was wrong, Jiang Zuo walked carefully to the desk, reached out and pressed the switch of the desk lamp.
The desk lamp didn't respond.
Thinking that the desk lamp might be broken, Jiang Zuo had no choice but to grope for the light switch in the room, stretched out his fingers and pressed the switch a few times on the switch key, there were several "da" and "da" sounds, and the room was still full of chaos. dark.
……power cut?
The room was getting colder and colder. Jiang Zuo felt that if it wasn't because it was too dark, he might be able to see a lot of white smoke when he breathed out. He shivered, feeling that the low temperature seemed a little strange.
Jiang Zuo, who was a little frightened, felt his heart beating uncomfortably in his chest as if being pinched. He staggered and moved to the small hall, and just as he was holding the doorknob with one hand, a cold hand covered the back of his hand.
"...Where do you want to go?"
Jiang Zuo's throat tightened, his scalp went numb, and he subconsciously raised his right hand to swing the baseball bat in his hand, but his right elbow was firmly held down by a force, and someone who appeared from nowhere behind him held him down On the inside of his wrist, Jiang Zuo's arm went numb, and the baseball bat in his hand fell off and fell to the ground.
The broad chest of the person who restrained him from behind was pressed against his back, and he surrounded him from behind with a rather intimate movement.
Unable to break free from the person behind him, Jiang Zuo trembled his lips, and could only let go of his voice and shout, "Let me go! Believe it or not, I can hit you until your limbs are twisted and hemiplegic with one punch?!"
The sound is so loud, and the sound insulation here is not very good. The bodyguards outside the door should have heard it at this time and came in to save themselves, right?
The man behind him pressed him tightly against the door panel. He clasped Jiang Zuo's right wrist with one hand, and the other hand went forward to undo the buttons on his clothes. His five fingers seemed to have been soaked in icy water. , the temperature is very low.
——It doesn't seem like the body temperature that a person should have.
This thought made Jiang Zuo's legs go weak.
The palm of his left hand was still touching the doorknob, and was pressed by his own body. Jiang Zuo, who was unable to move, could not pull his hand out. He could only try to turn his wrist. He managed to hold the doorknob with great difficulty, and twisted it down forcefully. Suddenly, the closed door remained motionless.
Jiang Zuo stared and twisted the doorknob in his hand vigorously, the man behind him pressed the cold lips on Jiang Zuo's neck, Jiang Zuo shivered his lower lip, and said stiffly: "...Your hypothermia is It is a sign of swine fever, you have to treat it quickly, or you will lose your life... You let me go, and I will recommend a reliable hospital to you... If it can't be cured, I will personally send you to the ground..."
If the bodyguards outside the door don't barge in, there won't be much clothes left.
Thinking of his ineffective biceps, Jiang Zuo swallowed his tears bitterly: ...the coach's mouth, a deceitful ghost...it's better to go to the shower room of the gym to develop a back rub Business... at least it can pay back...
Jiang Zuo, whose clothes were gradually disheveled, struggled, his upper body was pulled against the door, and he shouted: "Help! Someone save the child QAQ"
"Do you think the person outside the door..." The person behind suddenly made a sound, leaning into Jiang Zuo's ear and asked coldly, "...are they still alive?"
Jiang Zuo clenched his lower lip, unwilling to believe what he said: ...I think you are lying to me...
But there was so much commotion in the house, it really didn't make sense for the bodyguards outside the door to come in to rescue him, unless...
...unless what this person says is true...
Thinking that the two bodyguards outside the door were already dead, and this is the real world, not the paper men in the mission world, Jiang Zuo's throat tightened in fear, and he didn't even dare to skin.
The visitor didn't say a word, and took his time to tear off Jiang Zuo's last pair of trousers, and carefully tied him up with the rope Jiang Zuo had prepared before.
Unexpectedly, the self-defense weapon bought with money was actually used on himself, Jiang Zuo couldn't help but shed a tear of regret.
Although tied up in a very harmonious posture, the self-improvement Jiang Zuo yib hypnotized himself as a cute rice dumpling, but his eyes were on the baseball bat that fell next to his head, racking his brains to figure out how to counteract the intruding one people.
"Why, want to try a baseball bat?" The man's voice was deep and magnetic, and he sounded a little casual, but there was a seriousness in his tone that he wasn't joking.
Jiang Zuo, who had successfully received the threat, choked up a bit: ... a dog man, you are kind!
Now Jiang Zuo, who didn't even dare to move his eyeballs, could only obediently stare at the person on top of him.
The night was thick, and the dim moonlight outside the window shone in miserably. I saw the man propped his hands on the side of his face, leaning over his body, his face hidden in the vast darkness.
If it was really a few dog men from the mission world who came out, Jiang Zuo wanted to find out which one was such a dog.
So casually killing the two bodyguards guarding the door, this kind of thing is probably only done by the dog-forced holy monk in the first world...
But this person's voice and breath... he felt very strange.
Jiang Zuo frowned, and thought that if this time is not counted, this person has already broken into the house twice... Although he sprinkled a lot of strawberries hard, but maybe... he doesn't really know how to make a crispy duck ...
If the dog man from the mission world came out... Although I really don't want to admit it, but no matter who it is, it is impossible for him to survive until now...
If this person is not from the mission world... Jiang Zuo's heart sank suddenly, then his life would not be guaranteed...
After thinking about it, if I don't offend him, I shouldn't end up being silenced. It's better to write down the characteristics of this person and report to the police tomorrow.
Jiang Zuo blinked his eyes, trying to persuade him to turn around and say: "I, think... we might as well sit down... discuss some topics that are in line with the core values of socialism, maintain social security and harmony, and promote the development of the country and the nation... to promote the sublimation of each other's ideological level ...to achieve the great harmony of life..."
The man who had been silent for a long time suddenly laughed, and called out coldly, "Little liar..."
As he said, he bent down and bit Jiang Zuo's chin fiercely.
Jiang Zuo, who felt that there might be multiple tooth marks on his chin tomorrow, choked up: ... I think you are quite a fierce person, I am short of a dog at q`q farm, you can come to work tomorrow...
After biting randomly on Jiang Zuo's chin for a while, the man's strength gradually eased, and he took Jiang Zuo's lower lip in his mouth, bit it between his teeth, and finally put his thin, cold lips on Jiang Zuo's lips On, fell a tender and tender kiss.
While snorting, Jiang Zuo tasted the somewhat astringent medicinal scent on the tip of his tongue again, and wrinkled his nose involuntarily.
When the man put the warm skin on it, Jiang Zuo's breath was chaotic, and his heart was full of sourness: ...I didn't expect that I would also have a busy day in X life... Pretending to be happy jpg
The next day Jiang Zuo woke up on the bed. He sat up, grabbed the only thin quilt covering his body, and looked around in a daze.
The house was not as messy as imagined—the baseball bat and the rope were well placed on the table next to him, but there were obvious marks left by the rope on his body.
...Last night was not a dream.
Recalling what that person said last night, could it be that everyone outside the door...?
Jiang Zuo hastily pulled the paper towel on the bedside and wiped the dry matter on his legs indiscriminately. He didn't care about the big red spot on his legs, and hurriedly put on his clothes, covering all the marks on his body tightly. Hastily opened the door, and saw two bodyguards still standing upright at the corner over there.
Jiang Zuo breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't bother to put on his shoes just now, and at this moment he walked towards them with his bare feet, and at the same time he was a little confused: "You are all right...then you didn't hear the big commotion last night? ?”
The two looked at each other, and asked in puzzlement, "What's going on?"
Seeing that the two looked like they really didn't hear, Jiang Zuo was startled: "Last night... didn't you see anyone go in?"
"...we stayed here all night and didn't see anyone go in,"
Seeing that Jiang Zuo's face was a little ugly, the bodyguard added another sentence: "Mr. Jiang last night...did he have some kind of nightmare?"
Hearing Jiang Zuo's tone just now, he seemed to suspect that they had neglected their duties, and the bodyguard next to him interrupted dissatisfiedly: "We have been inseparable this night, and those who can sneak in under our noses will not be caught by us." Found it, unless it's a ghost..."
"Let's talk," the bodyguard seemed to have opened up the chatter box without seeing Jiang Zuo's gradually turning blue face, "I heard that the daughter-in-law next door to my hometown saw a ghost one night..."
Jiang Zuo's soles felt cold: I don't really want to hear...
"It is said that she woke up in the middle of the night, and the whole room was chilly on a hot day, as if she was standing in a freezer... She wanted to turn on the light to see what was going on, but found that the lamp on the bedside table was broken... and the lamp beside the bed Not far away stands a…”
Hearing this, Jiang Zuo's throat seemed to be choked and he couldn't speak a word. He only felt a cold air blowing faintly from the back of his neck.
He covered his neck nervously and looked back.
There is a long dark corridor behind him, where is the cold wind coming from?
The blood on Jiang Zuo's face disappeared immediately, he stretched his neck and swallowed forcefully, his dry throat was aching.
Jiang Zuo stumbled back to the house with a pale face and trembling, took out his mobile phone with a dazed expression, his hands were already covered with a layer of sweat, he searched the most famous nearby temples on the mobile phone Baidu with shaking fingers, it was too late When I thought about it, I took the key and went out, and got on the 411 bus that went directly to the temple.
The temple was built in the middle of the mountain, and the mountain road made seven turns and eight bends, and several pilgrims who came to worship Buddha in the same car were shaken to sleep. Jiang Zuo bit his fist and thought about everything last night, the more he thought about it, the more desperate he became.
Jiang Zuo broke down in tears: Why am I again...... Autistic jpg
The car finally stopped, and it was necessary to pass through a small forest to see the gate of the temple.
After entering the temple, Jiang Zuo lit a few sticks of incense for pilgrims with an oil lamp, and knelt on the futon with his eyes closed and worshiped devoutly.
He got up and put incense in the incense burner. Jiang Zuo felt a little relieved when he smelled the incense in the temple. He looked around and went straight to a young monk with round face and thick eyebrows guarding the entrance of the temple.
The stout little monk was leaning against the door of the temple, knocking on melon seeds secretly. Seeing a pilgrim rushing towards him, he quickly used his fat fingers to squeeze away the sticky melon seeds sticking to his lips, Hiding in his sleeves, he stood up straight, with his hands behind his back, shook his head and said to Jiang Zuo who came to ask the abbot, "The abbot is not easy to meet people, I don't know what the benefactor wants to see?"
Jiang Zuo's face turned blue: "I... I may be entangled in some unclean things..."
The little monk suddenly became serious, and he took a look at Jiang Zuo—the visitor had red lips and white teeth, and a pair of black and wet eyes seemed to be soaked in the morning fog, stained with soft moisture, blinking uneasily at the moment, He was probably frightened, and there was no blood on his pale face.
The little monk touched his shiny bald head, and accidentally stuck a small piece of melon seed husk that he hadn't shaken off to his forehead. He was silent for a while, whetted his appetite, and then imitated the adult's mature tone If there is something to do, he said: "... um... my little monk sees that your seal is turning green, I am afraid that you have been haunted by a ghost for a long time, and your life is not long. The benefactor will come with me."
The little monk waved his sleeves and walked ahead, leading Jiang Zuo around the temple, and turned into a closed hall at the back.
The hall was filled with purple smoke. An old abbot who was nearly seventy years old was kneeling on the futon and knocking on the wooden fish. His two long white eyebrows hung straight to his shoulders with his closed eyes, like the two soft legs of a catfish. The long-bearded man knew that someone was coming, but he didn't open his eyes, and just muttered the scriptures to himself.
Although the old abbot couldn't see with his eyes closed, the young monk saluted respectfully, and then explained Jiang Zuo's reason for coming to see the abbot.
Jiang Zuo, who squatted aside and looked at the old abbot, resisted the idea of reaching out to pull his eyebrows, and clamped his eager hands between his legs.
After listening to the little monk's words, the abbot didn't speak or move for a long time, only his lips moved slightly as if he was muttering something. After a while, he let out a long "hmm", slowly opened his cloudy eyes, and looked towards Jiang Zuo. : "The donor is entangled in something unclean?"
Jiang Zuo, who warned himself not to pull the old monk's eyebrows, came back to his senses, and nodded with a serious face.
"What did this thing do to the benefactor?"
Thinking of the little strawberry marks on his legs when he woke up the afternoon before yesterday, the red marks on his body yesterday morning, and the new traces left today, Jiang Zuo, who didn't know how to speak, blushed with shame. After closing his ears, he wrung his white and tender fingers and said falteringly: "It's just... when I woke up yesterday... there were some red marks on my body..."
How should I describe the things I saw when I woke up these few times without being too straightforward...
Jiang Zuo tried to hint wildly with his eyes.
The abbot had a clear expression on his face, he twitched his eyebrows, and after careful consideration, he replied cautiously: "The weather has turned hot recently, and the number of mosquitoes in the temple has increased a lot..."
"I recently woke up with a few red spots on my body..."
Jiang Zuo, who was gradually losing patience: ...so what?What do you want to say? ?
"Why don't you buy a mosquito net and hang it up?"
The little monk greeted him loudly from the side: "So that's the case, I really deserve to be the master! I really have a unique insight to see the problem from an angle that ordinary people can't see and think about..."
Jiang Zuo: ...Licking a dog is awesome.
The little monk said that his mouth was dry, so he turned his head and said to Jiang Zuo, "There is a small shop selling mosquito nets on the left when you go out of the main hall. It only costs 50 yuan. The benefactor, go slowly."
Jiang Zuo hurriedly said: "It's not a mosquito... I slept until midnight the night before yesterday and realized that something seemed to be pressing on my body... The breath I exhaled was cold... But I couldn't move my hands and feet... I couldn't open my eyes either, so I can't see who it is... also came last night..."
Jiang Zuo shivered as he spoke, he pulled down the neckline, and showed the scabbed tooth marks on his collarbone to the abbot: "Look, this can't be left by mosquitoes... ..."
The abbot frowned suddenly, and then let out a long breath. He closed his eyes, turned the prayer beads in his hand, and said clearly: "The benefactor... I'm afraid he was entangled by the Wutong ghost."
Originally, it was half-guessed that there were ghosts, but now that the guess was confirmed, Jiang Zuo was even more afraid. He was trembling and crying: "What the hell is Wutong ghost?"
The abbot continued: "Wutong ghosts can change into any shape as people like. Because of their different appearances, people who are haunted by Wutong ghosts have different descriptions of them, but the same thing is... these five Tong Gui is known as a very dangerous prostitute."
If she can change her shape according to the desire of the people, she should at least be a rich woman or a loli ghost...
Jiang Zuo remembered the voice he heard last night, but this ghost was a man...
And even though this ghost has done some shameless things to him, he is not as crispy as a duck...
Jiang Zuo did not give up and said: "This ghost also said that I am a liar... How could I, a good young man in the society, who is full of youth, be able to deceive others? Did this ghost admit the wrong person...?"
The abbot stood up with the support of the little monk, he reached into his sleeve and took out the Zhang Ping An Talisman, and handed it to Jiang Zuo solemnly: "The donor of this Ping An Talisman should carry it with him, Just be safe and sound."
The little monk next to him interjected: "When you go out, turn right at the small window and pay the fee, 50 per ticket."
Jiang Zuo took it with both hands, thanked the abbot very gratefully with tears in his eyes, and paid the money at the toll window. It felt like he had handed over all the fear of today, and he couldn't help but feel a little relaxed physically and mentally.
Going back by bus still had to go through the small forest, Jiang Zuo was humming, walking on the crunchy fallen leaves with his head down.
I don't know when the fog started. When Jiang Zuo realized it, the thick fog made it difficult for people to see the specific shapes of the surrounding scenery. The surroundings were surrounded by a dark and cold pale fog, and only some of them could be seen faintly. Shadows of overlapping tree trunks.
The air was very humid, and the temperature in the woods plummeted, even the air in his nose was chilly, making the tip of Jiangzuo's nose turn a pitiful blush from the cold.
The whole grove was silent and gloomy at this moment, as if he was the only one left, the biting mist slowly crept into his trousers along his ankles, Jiang Zuo stretched his neck slightly, and asked in a trembling voice : "That... is there anyone..."
He swallowed, and suddenly shouted: "Ah, who dropped the 200 yuan...!"
There was no sound around.
No one responded to this, which means that there is really no one else around...
Jiang Zuo, who was alone in the thick fog, gradually had a layer of panic in his heart: he couldn't calm down.jpg
A thin figure of a man suddenly appeared in the dark fog. Jiang Zuo couldn't tell whether he walked out of the fog, or whether the fog gradually condensed into a man.
When he got a little closer, his face seemed to be still covered in fog, and his facial features were blurred.
Looking at this familiar body shape, Jiang Zuo's pupils dilated unconsciously, his hands and feet were cold, his throat seemed to be strangled, and he couldn't make a sound, so he couldn't help panting quickly.
Thinking of the few talismans he got in the temple today, Jiang Zuo immediately took out a few folded square yellow talismans in his pocket, to strengthen himself, Jiang Zuo: The hand holding the talisman paper slightly f
Jiang Zuo, who gained a little bit of arrogance, raised his chin boldly, shook the talisman paper in his hand in the direction of the mist, and stammered, "Here, give me death right away, and you Disgusting, pornographic pervert..."
Seeing that the ghost was not frightened but continued to move in his direction, Jiang Zuo shrank his shoulders, his arms still raised, and his voice began to weaken: "I'm not afraid, but you should be normal... Otherwise..."
Jiang Zuo burst into tears, "...otherwise I'm going to cry..."
The man with fog on his face chuckled, as if curious, he stopped suddenly, bent down, and approached Jiang Zuo's hand holding the talisman paper.
Seeing the man whose facial features were shrouded in mist leaning in front of his raised hand, Jiang Zuo's hand holding the talisman paper was not OK at all and even began to tremble slightly, but he still held it high in front of him unwillingly, trying to dispel Chaodu's evil spirit. Haunted by his own ghost.
The faceless man lowered his head and got closer and closer. Suddenly, he stuck out his tongue and licked Jiang Zuo's finger holding the spell.
The sticky and soft touch fell on the fingertips, Jiang Zuo shivered and let go of his hand and retracted it, and the few talismans fluttered down to his feet.
Jiang Zuo looked down at the yellow talisman lying on the ground that had no effect at all. At this moment, a slight wind passed by, and the fog under his feet dissipated a little. Time is gone, leaving only a blank piece of yellow paper.
Jiang Zuo: "...嘤QAQ"
Without the amulet, Jiang Zuo's face turned pale, and he pretended to be calm and said, "Well, a rich woman called me, so leave."
Only in his tone could he hear the trill that he tried to suppress but revealed faintly.
As he said that, Jiang Zuo swallowed a small mouthful of saliva, then turned his head stiffly and began to walk back.
I don't know if the ghost was chasing him, Jiang Zuo didn't dare to turn his head, and his steps became faster and faster, and he almost ran behind.
The man standing in the mist chuckled, looked at Jiang Zuo's fleeing figure, and murmured, "Where can you escape..."
After returning to the temple, Jiang Zuo didn't dare to stop when he saw that there were people at last. He didn't dare to stop until he reached the gate of the temple. He turned around and saw that the ghost didn't follow him. He took a big breath, panting out of breath while holding onto the vermilion pillar.
Seeing that it was Jiang Zuo again, the little monk eating melon seeds at the door said in surprise, "Benefactor, why are you back?" He wiped his mouth with his sleeve as he spoke, "Once the talisman paper in our temple is sold, it will not be returned. money."
Jiang Zuo: "Hurry up, take me to see the abbot..."
Seeing that Jiang Zuo's face was pale, the young monk didn't dare to ask any more questions, and hurriedly took Jiang Zuoguai back to the hall where the abbot lived.
When the abbot saw Jiang Zuo coming back, he didn't look surprised at all, and continued to knock on the wooden fish slowly.
Jiang Zuo was a little messy and told what happened in the small forest.
The abbot's eyes darkened, and he blurted out: "There is absolutely no quality problem with the safety charms in the temple! In short, once sold, no refund will be accepted."
Jiang Zuo Liangzi is speechless: ... I have said so much, you old bald donkey only notice this? !
Realizing what he said, the abbot coughed, turned his head and pondered for a while before saying: "It seems... this is not Wutong ghost... so these spells have no effect on him..."
"What the benefactor encountered may be just a touch of the soul of a surviving person...and...he doesn't want you to see his appearance..."
... What are the souls of the undead haunting him for?Jiang Zuo felt sour in his heart.
Although the performance of the abbot made Jiang Zuo start to doubt his professionalism, he is now Jiang Zuo's only life-saving straw. Jiang Zuo, who had been frightened all day long, hugged the abbot's trouser legs tightly: "Master! You can't see death I can't help it!!"
"The soul may have some obsessions to haunt you...or it may be that it has forgotten where its body is and cannot go back. If the obsession is the body of the benefactor...then..."
Hearing the abbot's silence, Jiang Zuo's heart was raised: "What can Master do?"
"Benefactor, please follow me to the next door."
When Jiang Zuo heard this, it was as if he had seen a glimmer of hope. He raised his head and asked eagerly, "Next door?"
Next door to the temple is a martial arts gym.
The martial arts hall next door is a sideline of the temple. According to people in the temple, the safety talisman in the temple is to keep people safe, and the Buddha statues enshrined in the temple can give people spiritual sustenance. He is also fit and healthy, and this martial arts class only needs to be learned once, and the learning package is included. In the future, if he takes half an hour to practice every day, he can prolong his life and benefit his whole life.
Seeing the golden signboard of the martial arts hall, Jiang Zuo's eyes lit up, he turned his head to look at the abbot, and suddenly realized: "So... if I learn this original martial arts, don't worry about his ghosts, catch him It’s fine to beat me hard... As long as I learn this self-defense, I don’t have to be afraid anymore?”
The abbot looked at Jiang Zuo and didn't speak for a long time.
I don't know how long it took before he slowly said, "After learning martial arts, you will be stronger and more durable."
Jiang Zuo:?
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