A week has passed in the house, and no one from the Ling family has shown up.
Our patience is running out little by little, and the brothers have been a little impetuous these days. otbnkotgt "Why haven't these grandsons come yet?
How long will we have to wait?"
The fat man held up the tea cup and cursed.
I stood at the window and looked out.
It was getting dark.
There were no street lights on Baige Street, so at night except for some lights cast by the shops facing the street, the road was so dark that it was almost impossible to see clearly.
I figured that even if they wanted to take action, they would do it at night.
"Eating steamed buns again, are there any steamed buns?"
The fat man muttered.
"I'll go buy it tomorrow, but you can make do with it tonight.
There's pickled mustard over there.
You can eat it with some."
Luo Qiong said with a smile, and the fat man pinched his face and shouted: "I feel like I have lost my weight."
"Fart, even if you're hungry for three days, you won't lose that much weight.
I just gave you an elbow yesterday, and you're still not satisfied."
I cursed, causing a burst of laughter in the room.
"You guys go to sleep first, I'll keep an eye on it, Luo Qiong will take over from me later."
At eight o'clock in the evening, Fatty and Luo Qiong lay down on the wooden bed and fell asleep.
Within a few minutes, Fatty started snoring.
I sat by the window, smoking a cigarette and looking at the street outside.
This may be another night of waiting.
The three ghosts of the Ling family seem to be very patient, just like spiders hunting prey.
Flying insects are entangled in spider webs, but they are not killed by spiders immediately.
They always wait patiently for their prey.
The spider web is getting more and more tired, and it strikes at the prey's weakest moment.
The three of us are now flying insects that are being dragged down continuously, and those three spiders are hiding in the dark.
"buzz" Suddenly there was a strange noise from the light bulb above my head.
It looked like the tungsten filament in the light bulb was about to burn out.
The light was flickering on and off, giving the room a strange and eerie feeling.
This flash of light made my eyes dazzle a bit, I frowned, and planned to just turn off the light.
I reached out to touch the light switch.
Unexpectedly, before I could press the switch, the light bulb above my head suddenly exploded.
I heard a "bang" sound, which startled me.
The broken glass fell to the floor, and the room became completely dark.
I walked over and cleaned up the glass shards on the ground, but suddenly I felt something was wrong.
Why didn't Fatty and Luo Qiong react at all to such a big noise?
The sound just now was loud enough.
Even though Fatty was sleeping soundly, Luo Qiong's sleep quality was not so good.
Okay, I didn’t wake up at all This is not normal.
I got up and walked towards Fatty and Luo Qiong.
I pushed Fatty, but he didn't respond.
He looked at Luo Qiong again.
He was sleeping soundly and had not woken up either.
I took out the flashlight from my bag, opened it and took a photo of Luo Qiong.
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When I took this photo, my face changed drastically.
I saw that his face was pale and his lips had turned purple.
He looked like he was lying in a coffin.
The dead man has a faint black line on his forehead, but it is slowly lengthening.
"Luo Qiong, Luo Qiong" I shouted loudly, even pulling and pulling, but there was no response for a long time, and the faint black line had already extended to his lips and was expanding towards his neck.
This must have been a conspiracy.
I turned around and shined the flashlight on the fat man's face, only to find that this guy was really asleep, with a rosy complexion and snoring, which was completely different from Luo Qiong's situation.
I kicked his arm hard, and the fat man said "Ouch" and woke up from his sleep.
"Damn it, who kicked me?"
He stood up and shouted.
"I came to see Luo Qiong quickly, something happened."
Hearing my words, the fat man hurriedly got up and put on his clothes.
He walked to Luo Qiong and took a look.
His face immediately changed with shock and he shouted: "What should I do if this kid is in trouble?"
I thought about it and said, "This kid must be careless.
I gave him Daba's amulet.
Look for it.
Is it still there?
It should be in your coat.
Take it out first and see if it works.
If it doesn't work, , let’s find a way.”
The fat man hurriedly took Luo Qiong's clothes and dug through them.
He took out Daba's amulet from his pocket, and then pressed it on Luo Qiong's forehead.
Luo Qiong's complexion immediately improved significantly, and the black line extending downward on his forehead suddenly stopped, and his whole person seemed to have regained some vitality.
"Why aren't you awake yet?"
The fat man asked anxiously.
I turned around and took out Fatty's animal bone dagger.
Senior Han fired the light, which naturally contained magic power, and pierced Luo Qiong's shoulder, but not deeply, and released a trace of blood.
The blood was black and looked at the evil door.
But as the blood flowed out, Luo Qiong frowned slightly, as if there were signs of waking up.
I took out the Motan Cult coins again, forced them into his mouth, and asked him to hold them.
The effect of the coin came into effect immediately.
Luo Qiong's body twitched a few times, and then he opened his mouth and spit out a stream of black smoke.
I wrapped my hand in a towel, took the blackened Mortan Cult coin out of his mouth and threw it into the clear water. .
"Damn it, it's so vicious, the coins are all black."
I put away the dagger, but the fat man still pressed the Daba sect's amulet.
After a while, Luo Qiong slowly woke up after spitting out the black smoke.
He looked at the two of us dully, rubbed his eyes and asked: "What's wrong?"
"You just almost died."
The fat man sat on the bed and wiped his sweat and said.
Luo Qiong's expression immediately changed.
He touched the blood on his shoulder, looked at the black Motan Cult coins in the basin, and said in surprise: "What's going on?"
"I still want to ask you.
Your face turned dark just now and there were black lines on your forehead.
Did you see anything after you fell asleep?"
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The fat man asked.
"No, I didn't dream.
I didn't feel anything even when I was sleeping.
Just now, my sleep became lighter and lighter, and then I felt a little pain in my shoulder, and then I woke up.
I really didn't feel anything."
Luo Qiong found a piece of cloth and wiped off the blood on his shoulder, then touched his head, unable to explain.
"We have been in this house all the time and have never gone out.
Only Luo Qiong went out to buy food during the day, but he has been fine since he came back.
And we have used magic weapons around the room to suppress it, so there should be no evil spirits coming in.
Then How did they attack the three of us?"
I pursed my lips and walked back and forth in the room, and my eyes suddenly fell on the two remaining steamed buns on the table.
The pickled mustard was sealed in plastic and could not be tampered with, but the steamed buns were in bulk.
I had never eaten steamed buns at night, but the fat man I have eaten it with Luo Qiong.
Is there something wrong with the steamed buns?
"There may be something wrong with this bun."
I spoke.
"Impossible, I ate it too.
Why is nothing wrong with me?"
The fat man immediately retorted.
"You are different.
You were beaten by the Lian Shen.
Although you were just an ordinary person when you didn't ask the dharma boy to take over your body, after all, the dharma boy has taken over your body and you have the ancestor to protect you, so you are still free from evil spirits on weekdays.
Intrusion, as long as you don't encounter double-faced With the powerful Yin Qi of a strange dog, ordinary ghostly things cannot get close to you.
But Luo Qiong was different.
He relied on Daba's amulet to protect himself, but he just put it in his coat and didn't take it out, so the evil spirit took advantage of it.
Come in empty."
After my analysis, the fat man thought it made sense and nodded.
He took the steamed buns and broke them open to take a look.
At first glance, there was nothing wrong with these steamed buns, but after a closer look, there were some small black dots inside the steamed buns.
Ordinary people, especially carefree gay men like us, eat steamed buns by swallowing them.
At most, they just check to see if there is any problem with the appearance.
Who will care when you are halfway through eating?
Luo Qiong must have eaten these problematic steamed buns.
Hit.
"What are these little black dots?"
The fat man asked strangely.
We were just taking stock when a knock on the door suddenly came from outside.
"Dong, dong" came one after another.
The intervals were the same, and each time there was only one knock.
"Who?"
The fat man asked strangely.
We had just experienced danger, so the three of us were very careful.
No one answered outside, but they kept knocking on the door.
The fat man was a little annoyed, so he picked up the animal bone dagger and walked to the door.
There was no peephole on the door of the house we rented at that time, so we couldn’t see outside unless we opened the door. situation.
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The fat man pressed his hand on the door lock, and I picked up the three-pointed thorn and stood guard behind it.
"Who is it?
Everyone is sleeping.
Why are you knocking on the door?"
The fat man asked again, but still received no response.
He unscrewed the door lock little by little, exposing a crack, and looked outside.
Then he suddenly exclaimed, and his whole body was repelled by a strong force, and the door was opened. , I looked up and saw a green-faced man standing outside the door: