"Everyone, be quiet, be quiet."
Wang Ling hurriedly raised his hands to signal the onlookers to calm down and stay calm.
"Comrade police, I see this situation, there's nothing you can do about him," an old man in his sixties said unceremoniously, "He's not committing a crime, and he doesn't look like he's sick.
We called the police just to make him You help subdue him.
At this moment, he is lying on the ground, holding the chicken and not moving.
I think the old lady is right.
He has been possessed by an evil spirit.
It is best to hire a witch to catch ghosts. important."
"Yeah, yeah."
Many people started to support him.
Even if some of the young people on the side did not believe in ghosts and gods, since they were all neighbors in the same village, and some of the people who spoke were their elders, most of them naturally did not speak out against it.
Soon, many women who were watching began to express their support.
Of course, Mei Hexuan didn't believe it.
He hurriedly threw away the cigarette and said loudly: "Fellow folks, there are no ghosts or gods in this world to say that this person really has a problem and is also ill.
I advise everyone to send him to the hospital as soon as possible.
Come on.
Come on, since we are here, let’s help everyone.”
"How come there are no ghosts?"
said the old lady Luo with a sullen face.
"When I was young, I saw someone possessed by a ghost.
He fell everywhere like this, with injuries all over his face and body.
In the end, he was covered in blood.
He died tragically in the end.”
"Grandma, are you talking about my grandpa?"
A young man asked boldly as if he had heard about this.
"Go away, you bastard."
A middle-aged woman next to him scolded, "Why are you talking to an old lady?"
"Mom, why are you scolding me?"
the young man said nonchalantly, "Didn't you say that grandpa was bitten by a dog and became rabid?"
The conversation between mother and son caused everyone to burst into laughter.
"You still said, you little bastard?"
The middle-aged woman, her face as purple as pig liver, threw a handful of melon seeds in her hand at the young man.
"Oh, you little boy, you don't know how to do evil."
The old lady poked the walking stick and said harshly, "If the dog bit it, if Huangpizi hadn't possessed him, he would just grab the chicken and eat it raw.
A dog bite would kill him.
What an unworthy descendant.”
"Stop talking about whether I should call a witch or send him to the hospital.
Let's make an idea for me then."
The middle-aged woman who was kneeling on the ground and guarding the blood-stained man raised her head and shouted.
"It goes without saying that we should invite the witch."
The sixty-year-old man just now made the decision with his help.
"How is this possible?"
Mei Hexuan wanted to stop him.
"That's right, folks, after all these years, we are still so superstitious."
Ye Qianfan also helped to persuade.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
In addition, two policemen from the local police station also came to help at the scene to persuade and maintain support.
However, few people at the scene helped them speak or did what they said.
Wang Ling had been standing there and suddenly asked: "Stop, everyone, please be quiet."
Wang Ling's shout was so loud that the people at the scene suddenly fell silent.
"I have a way" Wang Ling shouted.
"What can you do?"
the sixty-year-old man asked with a gloomy face, "What can you, a young boy, do?"
"I would like to ask, is the man on the ground who is sick, uh, no, possessed by Huangpizi, named Lou Busong?"
Wang Ling asked.
"Yes."
The old man said, "But how did you know?"
"I" Wang Ling was startled, as if something suddenly occurred to him, he raised his chin high and closed his eyes slightly, looking unfathomable, and replied calmly, "I figured it out."
"How is this possible?"
The old man didn't believe it at all.
Then he smiled coldly and scolded, "You are a policeman, so you can't fool people here."
"Uncle, don't worry, I am telling the truth.
I would never dare to fool our fellow villagers."
Wang Ling said seriously.
"Wang Ling," Mei Hexuan was also a little confused.
Wang Ling nodded towards Mei Hexuan, which meant that he could handle it.
Mei Hexuan had seen what Wang Ling had done before, so he naturally believed in him and kept silent for a while.
Ye Qianfan had been in contact with Wang Ling for such a long time and had absolute confidence in Wang Ling.
He could only help maintain order at the scene without saying much.
However, the two policemen from the police station nearby didn't think much of them.
Seeing that Wang Ling was chattering like these people in the village, they shouted: "Hey, what are you going to do?"
Before Wang Ling could answer, Mei Hexuan stepped forward.
When the two policemen saw Mei Hexuan, they hurriedly nodded and bowed, laughing with him and not daring to say anything more.
"You're not a witch or a Taoist priest, how could you figure this out?"
The old man shook his head like a rattle, with full disbelief, "I think you better stand aside and don't waste time saving people."
"That's right, what's wrong with these young boys who talk nonsense now?"
Grandma Luo also started to get angry.
Although a group of young women nearby believed in this old woman, they were more sensible and knew that offending the police was not fun, so most of them stood aside and said nothing.
The brave boys on the outside squeezed in, the timid ones stood on the outside, and the curious ones couldn't squeeze in.
They even climbed onto the wall of the neighboring house, as if they were watching a big show.
"I am the master of ghost hunting," Wang Ling said loudly, "To be honest, my family has been Mr.
Yin and Yang for generations, and my ancestors and grandchildren have been masters of ghost hunting for eight generations."
Although Wang Ling's words were decisive, the people around him still laughed wildly as soon as he said them.
Everyone seemed to have heard the funniest joke.
Some people began to question: "Police, you are the people's policeman.
If you are a ghost hunter, how can you be a policeman?"
"Why can't a master ghost hunter be a policeman?"
Wang Ling asked.
"Don't the people's police not believe in ghosts and gods?"
The man asked again, "If you are a master of catching ghosts, why don't you use this ability to make money, and why are you still a policeman?"
"Oh, it's hard to live in this world," Wang Lingguan sighed, "That's a good question.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
The master ghost hunter and the police are both human beings.
Everyone has to eat.
The old lady just said it well, Huang The skin possesses the human body and has not appeared for many years.
Passed.
Now the world is peaceful, and our generation has caught up with the good times.
In the peaceful world, wherever there are so many evil ghosts to catch, there will always be yellow skins who are not possessed, so the ghost catching master can't make much money.
I can only be a policeman."
"Haha, so you become a policeman to fool people just for a bite of food," another fat man joked with a smile.
While Wang Ling was facing everyone's doubts, he suddenly noticed that Lou Busong, who was lying on the ground, started to go crazy again, yelling and lunging towards the crowd next to him.
"Whether you are fooling people or not, let's wait and see."
Wang Ling roared and secretly called out, "You two brats, how long will it take if you don't possess me now?"
: