The sound in the ceiling, Fang Zheng and the old magic stick standing below, could all hear it.
The old god stick was startled at first, and then his face brightened.
"Little brother, there are real people on our heads!"
"Sure enough, you guessed it right, little brother!"
Fangzheng suddenly smiled inexplicably at the old god stick: "Old god stick, I have to trouble you with something..."
This laugh, laughing so that the old master immediately had a bad feeling.
"Little brother, can I refuse? I don't know why, looking at the smile on your face, the old man seems to have a very bad premonition."
The old god stick shook his head like a rattle.
"Old man, do you want a bonus? If we really find the missing person, Chen Zhixing, it will be equivalent to providing the government with clues to solve the case of the serial suicides of college entrance examination students. There will be a bonus for that."
Fangzheng didn't lie to the old magic stick.
The consecutive suicides of college entrance examination students, although no reward was announced to the public, feared that it would arouse public opinion.
But there is indeed a bonus in the dark.
"Old man, you are thinner than me. I'll find you a ladder. You can get into the ceiling and catch Chen Zhixing."
"Little brother, you are pushing the old man into the pit of fire! Chen Zhixing has been missing for so many days, even if the person hidden in the ceiling is really Chen Zhixing, Chen Zhixing should have died long ago, and I am afraid he is no longer a human being now!"
"I think you're thinking too much, old man. It's sunny and broad daylight. There's nothing wrong with it. Chen Zhixing, who is hiding behind the lampstand, must be alive. Don't you always brag about daring to compete with country witches and monks for business?" What are you afraid of, a big living person and just a high school student?" Fangzheng said.
"Is it really not dead?"
"Really not."
"Little brother, you promise?"
"I promise."
Fang Zheng made a frank promise.
In fact, there was a reason why Fangzheng didn't directly tear down the ceiling, because he didn't know what was going on behind the ceiling, and he was afraid of accidentally hurting Chen Zhixing.
And from the weak voice that came out just now, I am afraid that Chen Zhixing, who has been hiding behind the ceiling for several days, is not optimistic about the current situation...
A few minutes later.
The old magic stick was like a monkey jumping to the sky, along the stairs that Fangzheng found, with a flashlight in his hand, he got into the ceiling above his head.
The space in the ceiling is very narrow, even the emaciated body of the old god stick has to try his best to get into the back of the ceiling.
"Little brother, it's so dark in here."
Behind the ceiling above the head, came the muffled sound of the old magic stick.
"Huh? What smells so bad? The smell here is so strong that I can hardly breathe..."
But after a minute or two passed, the voice of the old magic stick was never heard again. Fangzheng stood under the crystal chandelier, frowning, and he kept raising his head to pay attention to the movement above his head.
As long as he feels that something is wrong, or that the old god stick is in danger, he will immediately save the old god stick!
There has been silence behind the ceiling.
Quietly quiet.
There was no sound of the old magic stick, all of a sudden!
"Hey, I almost scared the old Daoist to death! What a big mouse!"
Suddenly, the old magic stick yelled from behind the ceiling.
Fangzheng was worried about the safety of the old magic stick, and immediately asked: "Old magic stick, how are you? What did you see inside?"
At this moment, Fangzheng is ready to make a move.
"Haha! So it's not a mouse, little brother, I found the old man! The old man caught the bonus!"
"Ouch!"
"Don't hide, I'm here to save you!"
"Don't slap your face!"
"I told you not to slap me in the face, but don't kick the old man! I am an old man, and young people really don't know how to respect the old!"
"Boy! You're still addicted to playing, aren't you?"
"Hey hey hey! Stop!"
From the ceiling, the old magic stick screamed in pain. As a result, the more the old magic stick screamed, the more energetic the person was cursing.
Fang Zheng, who was still worried about the safety of the old magic stick, knew that the old magic stick was not in danger when he heard the old magic stick's loud voice.
He guessed that Chen Zhixing should be the only one in the ceiling above his head.
If the old magic stick can't even hold down a weak high school student, then the old magic stick will be in vain. He has been bragging to Fang Zheng in the past, how can he compete with the country witches and monks for business hard.
Boom! Boom boom boom! Boom boom boom!
On the ceiling, the sound of two people crawling began to be heard, one from the left and the other from the right, like a cat catching a mouse, circling in circles in the ceiling.
"We are really here to save you! You still run away!"
"Stop it, hoo, hoo, old dao, my physical strength is a bit weak, the space inside is too narrow, old dao, I can't breathe!"
"I told you not to run away, and you kicked the old Taoist again? Boy! You kicked the old Taoist three times just now, and punched the old Taoist five times. I am also a Taoist priest with a temper!"
Boom! Boom boom boom!
The ceiling was still crawling around trying to catch mice.
boom!
Suddenly there was a loud noise from the ceiling, as if there was something heavy, and it jumped forward.
"Ha! I finally let the old man catch you!"
result!
With a click, bang!
The ceiling, which was finally overwhelmed, collapsed in an instant, dropping large pieces of wood and debris, and two people fell out at the same time.
Fangzheng's eyes lit up.
He finally found Chen Zhixing, a college student who had been missing for many days!
Fangzheng's eyes were quick and his hands were quick. With a shake of his shoulders, he swung the guitar backpack he had been carrying on his back, sweeping away a collapsed heavy ceiling with a width of three to four meters. , bringing out the ceiling collapse range.
The room was suddenly filled with smoke and dust.
At this moment, there was a hasty knock on the door outside 502.
"Hey! What the hell are you doing? Why is there such a big commotion inside! You are not fake Taoists! Don't get me involved!"
"Can't I give you all the money back!"
"Hurry up and open the door! There is so much movement inside, you are not demolishing the house!!"
It was the anxious cry of the son of the aunt next door, knocking on the door while shouting anxiously into the house.
The movement in the corridor quickly attracted the attention of several other residents on the same floor. Many people opened the door and looked towards Room 502.
Just when the next-door neighbor's aunt's son's face became more and more ugly, and his forehead was dripping with cold sweat, the door of Room 502 suddenly opened.
Come out Founder.
There is also the old god stick who keeps coughing, has a gray head, and keeps coughing and slapping the dust on his face.
On Fangzheng's shoulders, there was also a boy who was so hungry that he was skinny and had passed out from starvation, with a stench all over his body.
"This, this, isn't this Chen Zhixing who has been missing for several days?"
The aunt next door and her son all exclaimed in surprise, their eyes widened in disbelief, and they looked at the face of the boy who was carried by Fangzheng on his shoulders.
Although they were skinny and skinny from hunger, and their cheek muscles were deeply sunken, looking at their facial features, they were indeed their neighbors! Chen Jianbang's son! Chen Zhixing!
"Pindao said that we are professionals." Faced with the astonished eyes of the two people facing him, the old god stick changed instantly. Although he was still dusty, his demeanor immediately changed, becoming the ethereal and plain demeanor of a master of Taoism.
"Fortunately, we finally found the person Chen Shanren entrusted us to find, and we have eliminated the unclean things in this house. From today on, Xinfu Community will return to peace."
While talking, the old magic stick did not forget to advertise himself.
Actually launched his own business card in public.
"Today, I should make a good relationship with you all. This is a poor way... Alas, little brother, wait for me, the old way, don't rush away!"
"Everyone make way, let's make way quickly. Chen Zhixing's vital signs are weak now, and he is about to run out of fuel. It is important to save people. Everyone, let us go there first. It is important to send him to the hospital immediately!"
At this time, if there is anyone who admires the old god stick the most, it is the aunt next door, mother and son.
Hearing what the old god stick said, they also hurriedly stood up to help.
With the help of the mother and son, the residents in the community finally stopped being suspicious of the two outsiders, Fang Zheng and Lao Shenzhu, and quickly moved out of the way.
Fangzheng carried Chen Zhixing on his shoulders, as if he had nothing to do, every step he took was striding forward, walking in the forefront.
Looking at Fangzheng who was carrying a person easily, it attracted a lot of attention.
The old magic stick followed Fangzheng closely, dealing with the aftermath.
At the same time, taking advantage of the chaos just now, Fang Zheng quietly closed the door of Room 502. No one knows what happened in Room 502...
And now that Chen Zhixing has been found!
The next step is to let Chen Zhixing recover as soon as possible, so that he can know what happened during this period of time!
(end of this chapter)