People always have an instinctive aversion to death; it comes from their genes.
Especially in this age of belief in ghosts and gods, even in later times, if a murder occurs in a place, housing prices will drop rapidly.
If it is serious, even the surrounding housing prices will be affected.
This is what is called bad luck!
Russell walked quickly forward with his eyes wide open. The boat the Li family bought was not small, and it took a long time to get to the crime scene.
There were terrified people all along the way. After all, they were all ordinary people. Faced with such a thing, they would naturally spread the word among themselves and keep each other warm.
It seems that only in this way can the panic in the heart be calmed and ghosts dare not approach.
Without even needing them to point the way, Russell walked towards the place they were clearly rejecting. He didn't know if it was because of the murder, but he felt that the lights in the corridor were much dimmer.
Before he got close, a dark shadow jumped out from the corner. Russell narrowed his eyes, and the silver-armored corpse behind him slowly raised his head.
Fortunately, it wasn't a ghost, but a panicked young man.
He seemed to have seen something terrible. He first looked at Russell, paused for a second, and chose to ignore it.
His eyes swept back and saw the Taoist robe worn by Simu. His pupils shrank slightly, and then he revealed a look of great joy.
It was as if I saw my own relatives.
“Master!!”
The young man desperately hugged Simu's thighs and shouted, "Please, kill my father quickly!"
Four eyes:…
This bizarre remark instantly caused the people who came behind to watch the fun to look at each other in surprise. What a filial son!
Before he could explain anything, an old man squeezed out of the crowd and scolded him without even having time to wipe the sweat from his forehead.
"That boy from the Luo family, I took you in out of kindness, why are you making a fuss here?"
The young man surnamed Luo lowered his head repeatedly after being scolded by him, but he couldn't suppress the panic on his face and kept pointing at the room with his hand.
They looked at the old man who came behind them. This was the Li family's old butler, Li. He had been in the Li family for nearly decades and was loyal.
This time when Li Chengyu went out to expand the Li family's business, he brought the old housekeeper Li with him.
First, help Li Chengyu take charge of the overall situation and arrange everyone's daily life. This is the specialty of the old housekeeper Li.
Second, an old person in the family is like a treasure. Although Li Chengyu is already over 30 years old and his eldest son is 15 years old, he is still a rookie in business.
Butler Li has always been by Old Master Li's side, and has learned a lot from him. He is a very rare helper.
In response to the Li family's inspections in various places, Li Chengyu also brought the old butler Li along.
Only then did the old butler Li wipe the sweat off his face with his sleeve, being extremely cautious. Before Li Chengyu left, he had specifically reminded them that Taoist Simu and the young Taoist priest were his distinguished guests.
Although he didn't say why, it wasn't something he could find out, and he didn't need to know why. He just had to do it.
Old housekeeper Li explained to Simu in detail, "Just today, the sailors fished a man out of the river. Judging from his clothes, he must have accidentally fallen into the water while sailing."
"At that time, the head of the family, the Taoist priest, and you were not here, so I took the initiative to keep him on the boat and planned to send him away at dawn tomorrow."
Then, Butler Li pointed at the young man again and said, "This young man was found later. He is said to be the son of that man. His name is..."
Old Butler Li frowned. He only remembered that his last name was Luo, and he didn't seem to be able to say what his name was.
"My name is Luo Xiang. Luo means surname, and Xiang means flying!"
Luo Xiang seemed to have encountered some urgent matter. He pulled Simu's arm with his hand and tried to pull him inside.
Their eyes touched lightly and there was warmth and a pulse, indicating a living person.
He gave Russell a calm look, and Russell nodded and tapped the ground lightly with his toes. Dozens of little paper figures slowly slid down from his trouser legs and scattered.
You have to place wards during a fight. This lesson must be learned. Have you ever learned it
After walking a few steps forward, the people in front finally understood why the young man was yelling at him to chop off his father!
In the room, I saw a middle-aged man lying there in a very miserable state.
What a cruel method!
Hearts and livers were dug out, hands and feet were cut off, and blood was oozing from all seven orifices.
But even so, the middle-aged man seemed not to be dead yet. He was wriggling on the ground, opening and closing his mouth, as if he was always looking at Luo Xiang.
Luo Xiang was desperately wiping his hands, sweat was pouring down his forehead, and he was shaking with fear.
It’s not that he is unfilial, it’s really, it’s so fucking scary!
He has become such a horrible state, but he is still not dead. He is definitely not a human being!
It seemed to confirm his thoughts, and it also seemed that the arrival of the crowd stimulated the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man raised his head, blood continuously flowing from his hollow eyes. He opened his mouth slightly and stuck out half of his tongue.
Boundless black air spread out, directly covering the entire room. The light of the torches in everyone's hands became smaller and smaller, like candles that could be extinguished at any time.
The originally bright ship suddenly became dim. The sudden darkness frightened everyone and made them lose their composure.
Panic, shouting, all kinds of sounds mixed together, and it seemed that only loud noises could drive away the suppressed fear.
Old Butler Li tried desperately to control the situation. Normally he still had prestige, but at this moment, everyone gradually lost their minds.
Russell frowned and took a big step forward. Countless bright white electric lights shot out like a barrier, instantly destroying the darkness in front of him.
Then he took out a paper man from his arms, gently folded it left and right, threw it into the sky, and a full moon slowly rose.
The people on the boat were stunned, their eyes fixed on the bright full moon in the sky.
What a magical method this is!
“The gods have come down to earth!”
"Grandpa God!"
At this moment, everyone knelt down, kowtowed louder than the other, and prayed continuously.
"Grandpa God, I want to get promoted and make a fortune."
"I want a big fat boy."
"I want a wife who is young, beautiful and rich!"
"Grandpa God, I don't ask for much. I just want to be able to control three thousand a day!"
The corners of Russell's mouth twitched, and he waved his sleeves violently, giving a look to the old butler Li next to him, indicating what he had done.
The old butler Li was also a shrewd man. He clapped his hands violently, and immediately several people stood up from the crowd. They took out their guns and fired a few times at the sky.
The foreign gun that spewed sparks immediately brought people back to their senses.
Butler Li threw his hands violently and shouted, "Master Li sincerely requested this immortal Taoist priest. You are not sincere, so what are you doing here?"
Everyone looked up unwillingly. When they were useful, they were gods, but when they were useless, they were nothing.
Old housekeeper Li waved his hand again, "Go down quickly, don't disturb the immortal Taoist priest's practice. If the evil ghost runs away, be careful that your lives will be in danger."
"When asking gods to do things, you must be sincere. As for what sincerity means, you should think about it carefully when you go back."
This is said extremely beautifully, with the weight measured perfectly.
Everyone's eyes lit up, as if they had realized what their sincerity was. When the Li family drove them away, they all left.
Without the crowd watching, Simu put his hands behind his back and rubbed his wrists continuously.
This posture is really tiring. I don’t know how his senior brother can persist
But this feels good, too. Looking at the master, at least no one dares to say that he is not a good person!
Simu looked up at the full moon in the sky and couldn't help but marvel at it. His eyes were full of surprise. "Little nephew, you, your paper figurine technique..."
For a moment, he couldn't find the right words to describe it. It was simply like starting with a piece of paper and making up all kinds of magical powers and spells at random.
Luo Xiang's eyes also had a strange look, revealing a hint of solemnity, but he hid it well, "I don't know where the Taoist priest is from, but he is so amazing!"
"Maoshan, an ordinary little Taoist priest!"
Russell said calmly, and stepped directly into the room, leaving Luo Xiang with a twitching mouth.
You call this mediocre
Do you have any misunderstandings about being ordinary
Russell didn't know what Luo Xiang was thinking. He didn't see anything unusual about this person, but in fact, there was a little bit.
It's just that his name is quite shocking, which made Russell look at him twice.
Walking into the room, a ball of lightning was flashing in the room, and in it, the source of the darkness, the middle-aged man was still roaring silently.
Russell slowly squatted in front of him, looked up and down at the middle-aged man, and couldn't help frowning.
Because he had opened his Dharma eyes, he could not see any ghostly aura. If the strange phenomenon of the middle-aged man in front of him was not a ghost, it would be hard to explain.
He turned his head and looked at Simu who was standing beside him. With his experience, Simu couldn't help but shook his head.
Although I don't know if it was an evil ghost claiming his life, this person's experience was indeed miserable. His tragic end was almost as bad as that of Ling Chi!
Just as the two were lost in thought, Luo Xiang came over, looking sad, covering his face with his hands, and his voice was choked with sobs, "My father deserved to die."
"Um?"
Facing Luo Xiang who made shocking remarks time and again, Russell and Simu could not help but blink their eyes.
He was about to chop his father to pieces just now, and now his father has died such a tragic death, and you still say he deserved it
Damn, you are such a big kid!
Luo Xiang shook his head. "Have you heard about the ghost knocking on the door a few days ago?"
Ghost knocking on the door
Russell looked back at Simu, who was also surprised because he was the one who had just told Russell this.
"Actually, what you heard was all fake. It wasn't the ghost that was harming people!"
At this time, Luo Xiang had adjusted his mentality and transformed from a sad person into a calm narrator.
"My father is a good friend of that man, and he also has an uncle named Wang. That man often likes to go out and have fun with other women, and he goes to Xunchunlou in the city to have fun."
"After a while, the man fell in love with a younger girl and wanted to take her as his concubine."
"It just so happened that the policy did not allow it, so the matter was left unresolved."
"The man faced his wife every day and felt more and more disgusted. Finally, he came up with a solution."
Luo Xiang paused for a moment and looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with broken arms and legs, missing heart and lungs, and blood coming out of all his orifices.
"He thought of a way to have my father and Uncle Wang defile the woman at night, hoping to use this as an excuse to force the woman to divorce him."
Russell was so angry at this moment. How could there be such a person in the world
Minotaur
"The woman was very strong-willed, and the man didn't expect it. Later, he was afraid that the matter would be exposed, so he killed the woman directly."
"He was nailed to death in the coffin with a long nail."
Simu couldn't help but curse, "What a beast!"
"He's worse than an animal!" Luo Xiang pointed at the squirming middle-aged man in front of him, "That man and my father ended up like this."
"If possible, please give him a quick death."
Russell nodded, clasped his right hand, and lightning jumped, lashing the man like a whip.
Every time the whip was swung down, it would bring up bursts of black air, and the person being hit would scream silently.
After several more blows of the whip, the man fell to the ground with a thud and was no longer able to make any sound.
He was completely dead, his soul was completely torn apart.
"Where is the man surnamed Wang?"
Simu seemed to remember something and turned to look at Luo Xiang, wanting to get some information from his son.
Luo Xiang shook his head. "I don't know either, and I don't want to know."
He slowly closed his eyes. "My father committed such a crime. I am too ashamed to stay here. I don't want to care about these things anymore."
Simu nodded and was about to say something, but noticed that his junior nephew Russell was looking at Luo Xiang thoughtfully.
His eyes narrowed and he immediately stopped talking.
After chatting for a while, Luo Xiang left. As soon as he walked away, Simu could no longer hold back and speak.
"Little nephew, is there something wrong with him?"
"Um."
Russell looked at Luo Xiang's back and responded softly.
Simu tilted his head and thought about it, but didn't notice anything unusual. The man didn't seem to have any magical powers, nor did he seem to be possessed.
"What's the problem?"
“It’s hard to say.”
Four eyes:…
"Wait a little longer, it's almost dawn, he can't wait any longer!"
Four eyes flickered, and they thought of a possibility, "Are you saying that the man surnamed Wang is on this ship?"
"You want to save him?"
“No!” Simu slapped his mouth with his right hand and yawned, “I’m about to fall asleep. I didn’t see anything and I don’t know anything.”
"What a coincidence, me too!"
Russell and Simu looked at each other and smiled in tacit understanding.
…
By the side of the ship, a hint of white had gradually appeared in the sky. A man quietly slipped onto the deck, looked around, turned over and tried to get off the ship.
Suddenly, a hand silently touched his shoulder. Without turning back, the man suddenly pulled out the knife in his arms and stabbed backwards.
The man stabbed the girl, but not completely. He tried several times, but the sharp knife was like cutting into steel and couldn't go in an inch.
The man was terrified, but he couldn't move. A voice appeared in his ears, "Uncle Wang, go to hell!"
"He doesn't have a son at all, who are you! Don't kill me, I have money! No! I was wrong... ah!"