“…” Lu Yingjiu held a piece of talisman paper in her hand and walked over slowly. Suddenly, she heard a hoarse voice coming from inside: “Help! Help!!”
In a flash, Lu Yingjiu tore off the seal with his hand and turned the handle. The handle, which had not been moved for a long time, made a harsh sound. The door was very heavy and was pushed open by him! The smell of dust hit him in the face. The private room was pitch black. He threw out a few pieces of talisman paper, which turned into small fireballs floating in the air, illuminating the empty room.
Not a single person.
The room had no windows or other doors. At first glance, the only places to hide were under the sofa or in the vertical wooden cabinet at the end. I don't know why, but the decoration here looks completely KTV style, and the jukebox is right next to the sofa. Lu Yingjiu frowned slightly, checked under the sofa, and just opened the wooden cabinet-
There is a smiling little paper man inside.
"Help!" Its mouth opened and closed, "Help!" Then its body burst into flames, and in less than a second, it was burned to ashes.
Lu Yingjiu frowned.
Ding Dong!
In the narrow space, the text message sound of the mobile phone was very loud. Lu Yingjiu didn't want to pay attention to it, but the phone kept vibrating, and text messages poured in one after another!
Ding Dong! Ding Dong! Ding Dong!
As if it were a death sentence.
He took out his cell phone, and Jing Xian came over and read text messages with his head close to his.
Sender: Unknown number
Are you at the Xiangdong Bar
Come out soon
The Qingdeng Society is coming
Don't go into the private room on the 4th floor
When you see the message, leave immediately without leaving any traces.
Lu Yingjiu replied quickly: Who are you
Let’s not talk about why the Qingdeng Society suddenly came here. Even if they really came, he had nowhere to hide. He could just admit it frankly and that would be it. He would just get a warning for trespassing and be entangled with the special department for a while.
Besides, he wouldn't have come in if he hadn't heard a cry for help.
The sender became even more anxious and typed quickly, with incomplete sentences.
Your disciplinary investigation he/she said.
Lu Yingjiu raised his eyebrows.
This was the second time he heard this word today.
The first time he heard it was from Chen Qi. He still doesn't know that Chen Zheng was using one of his commissions as an excuse to force him to resign as the chief.
The text messages continued to come.
Your disciplinary investigation
The Chen family murder case
Back then, you were one of the suspects!
Lu Yingjiu's pupils shrank for a moment.
Countless thoughts flashed through his mind: He only knew about this bar today. How could he be related to a murder case that happened six years ago
In the midst of doubt and uncertainty, the text message freezes at the last line: Go quickly
Then the phone screen went dark, and no new text messages came in. They could faintly hear a loud commotion coming from downstairs in the bar, with voices, footsteps, and the sound of broken cups all mixed together. Someone shouted, "Why the fuck are the anti-pornography police here!"
"Who called the police?! Fuck you!"
No, it’s not a crackdown on pornography.
The fluctuation of the spell in the air told Lu Yingjiu that the ghost exorcist was here, and the Qingdeng Society had really come. If, as the text message said, he was being investigated for a family extermination case, then the nature of his appearance here had completely changed! Originally, he had just broken into the location of an old case in violation of regulations, but now, the suspect who had been planning for a long time was afraid of being investigated, so he broke the seal and returned to the scene. It was impossible to explain clearly, and the nature of the crime was so bad that he would inevitably be detained, interrogated, and even... convicted by the two-faced Buddha.
Calling for help, the empty box, and the Qingdeng Society "happened" to arrive.
It is almost certain that he was tricked.
Lu Yingjiu looked up suddenly and saw Jing Xian's hand lightly touching the cabinet door, the handle, the sofa... everything he had just touched. Even the wine glass he had taken downstairs, the fingerprints disappeared silently.
Jing Xian said, "I have removed all the traces, let's go."
Unfortunately, there was no time to restore the seal on the door.
Before Lu Yingjiu could ask Jing Xian how he performed these moves so skillfully, Jing Xian hugged her and strode out of the private room.
Lu Yingjiu knew that if he used the talisman paper at this time, it would definitely be noticed by others and expose his position.
They didn't dare to approach the outside of the corridor, lest they be seen by the people downstairs. The stairs were at the other end, and it took them more than ten seconds to get there. Jing Xian opened the staircase door, and there were footsteps coming from below. The two of them moved very quickly, taking two steps at a time and going down the stairs. Before they met the newcomers, they opened the door to the second floor and went into the corridor.
The door of the private room on the second floor corridor was tightly closed, and if they barged in rashly, it would definitely cause a commotion.
The footsteps were right behind him. Lu Yingjiu swept across the corridor, his sharp eyes falling on the corner.
Utility Room
Just as he was about to speak, his feet suddenly lightened and the floor of the corridor passed by quickly before his eyes.
Lu Yingjiu was stunned for half a second before he realized that it was Jing Xian who carried him up... and ran very fast!
Lu Yingjiu: “…?!”
He had never been treated like this since he became an adult, and the doubts in his heart were comparable to when he knew he was a suspect.
Jing Xian was really strong, it was as if his weight of dozens of kilograms did not exist at all. He ran to the door of the utility room and pushed the door and the lock open with one palm. Lu Yingjiu vaguely saw the broken lock core flying in the air.
Road welcomes wine:
What an inhuman power!
It turned out that this atrocity was very timely. Behind them was the sound of the staircase door being pushed open. Jing Xian put down Lu Yingjiu and half-closed the door of the utility room. The two of them could barely see through the narrow window that four or five people were hurriedly walking at the end of the corridor.
Lu Yingjiu usually keeps a low profile, but the people in the Qingdeng Society must recognize him. Not to mention that the leader of this group seems to be Xiao Li.
The situation is not good. If Xiao Li is here, then Chu Banyang is most likely here as well. It is not easy to hide it from him.
The group was checking the private room in front, causing a commotion and complaints. Unfortunately, there were people guarding the corridor. The structure was a straight line, and one could see the end at a glance. If they didn't use the talisman paper, they would have no chance to leave in the chaos. But after six or seven seconds, the footsteps of the person guarding the corridor were approaching the utility room.
what to do
Should he rush out with his face covered, or should he just use the talisman paper to blow up the outer wall? The former would only make things more obvious, while the latter would be too reckless and risky, and he was not sure whether the Qingdeng Society had set up an outer barrier. Are there any other methods? Invoke the gods? Other talismans
Lu Yingjiu was thinking and didn't notice that Jing Xian's face had a strange look in the dark.
His expression was as cold as steel.
There was murderous intent in his eyes.
If Lu Yingjiu could see it, he would find this cold and nonchalant murderous intent very familiar: that was the scene he had seen in the eyes of countless evil spirits.
The exorcist outside had his heart grasped by an invisible ghost hand, and he was completely unaware.
Plop, plop, plop.
The heart beats, blood flows through the atria and ventricles, and with a slight squeeze, bright red blood will gush out. He will fall down without even a sound.
The current situation is not to the point where killing is necessary. Besides, Lu Yingjiu is not the murderer at all, and the people of Qingdeng Society are completely innocent.
However, once you become a ghost, even if you are a priest, even if you are well disguised, your moral values are completely different. People can live for many things, such as dreams or tomorrow's sunrise, but the only thing ghosts can rely on to survive is that obsession. Anyone who dares to covet it will be unforgivable.
He likes the clear breeze and bright moon, but also lives among mountains of corpses and seas of blood. He is willing to give everything to protect his territory, including eternal time and life.
Now his territory and his obsession were in the darkness. With his slender and graceful neck hanging down, his brows slightly furrowed, his beautiful eyes flashing constantly, he was thinking about how to leave.
Obviously... the method is very simple.
Why bother about it
Jing Xian lowered his head slightly, and just when the murderous intent solidified into substance and the ghost hand was about to tighten suddenly, it suddenly stopped.
—Lu Yingjiu grabbed his hand and whispered, "Go first and don't get involved with me. I'll try to pray to the gods."
In just three or four seconds, Lu Yingjiu's voice was calm again. He could always think of a way out. How could he be so stumped by such a situation when he dared to face the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons alone
His hands are warm.
Jing Xian: “…”
Next door, the door of another private room was knocked open, and the man yelled angrily: "Are you sick?!" Then there were yelling, the sound of wine bottles breaking, and the friction of clothes. It seemed that the people from the Qingdeng Society showed their ID cards, and the arrogance on the other side disappeared in an instant, leaving only a few mutterings. However, the whole world was still noisy, and the bar was turned upside down. Jing Xian held Lu Yingjiu's hand tightly - it was not a spoiled hand, but a strong and steady hand. It was used to holding knives and guns and was soaked in blood. He could feel the shallow scars interlaced on the delicate skin.
However, it was this hand that instantly turned the murderous intent in his eyes into a tide of tenderness.
He thought that if he really did it and Lu Yingjiu found out, he would definitely hate him.
Jing Xian paused for a few seconds, then moved closer and smelled the refreshing scent of Lu Yingjiu's hair. He sighed contentedly, like a ferocious beast that had been appeased and slowly retracted its terrifying claws.
The footsteps are getting closer.
Jing Xian said: "Be good and cooperate with me."
He pulled Lu Yingjiu's white shirt out of his pants, and with another pull, the two buttons on the collar burst open, revealing his collarbone and a large area of white skin.
Lu Yingjiu was shocked.
Jing Xian's aura was too aggressive, and he subconsciously wanted to resist. Fortunately, his reason quickly took over, and he stopped halfway through the resistance. In the end, he loosely grasped Jing Xian's shoulders, as if he was trying to accept but also reject. Jing Xian took off his T-shirt with one hand and pushed him into the corner with the other hand.
The door was pushed open at the same moment!
The beam of light poured in, and Jing Xian's shadow completely blocked Lu Yingjiu's face and body. From the perspective of the newcomer, one could only see the man's sturdy and powerful back and waist, and a pair of long legs pressed against the corner of the wall. The man who was pinned down had disheveled clothes, and his slightly red ears were vaguely visible. The shallow dimples of his shoulders drowned out the light, and at first glance, it made people's hearts skip a beat.
They look like a couple working together.
The exorcist was stunned for several seconds: "...Ah, you..."
"Get lost." Jing Xian's voice was slightly hoarse, "This is not something you can watch."
He lowered his head.
With the light behind him, Lu Yingjiu couldn't see Jing Xian's expression clearly, but he felt that their breathing was suddenly close. He and Jing Xian stared at each other for two seconds, and saw that there seemed to be a dark tide in those dark eyes.
—At this moment, Lu Yingjiu really thought that Jing Xian was going to kiss her.
But he didn't.
Jing Xian seemed to have restrained some secret and violent desire, and just lightly kissed him on the forehead.