When I was thinking about things in my warm lips, suddenly the door opened slightly with a squeak: "Nurse... Check... ward round!"
An obese nurse in a nurse's uniform pushed in and saw us like this, and immediately blushed and stammered in embarrassment.
You know, not only are we kissing, Zhang Xiaoman's hand is still on my place...
Zhang Xiaoman and I separated like an electric shock, and then the two of them coughed awkwardly. It was really unfavorable for the time being, why someone came to make trouble again!
"I... I'm going back, good night!" I smiled bitterly, got up and left in a hurry.
Zhang Xiaoman covered his mouth and smiled, and then he also said goodnight. After I got out of the ward, I struck my head hard. Oh, I lost it, why didn't I stick out my tongue.
After returning to my ward, I fell asleep. My condition was not serious and I could be discharged the next day. Zhang Xiaoman had already been picked up by Zhang Hu. In fact, she was fine, but I even beat her. There is no chance to say hello. It seems that Zhang Hu is still guarding me.
The most critical question now is, where do we live when we leave the hospital? This has caused the three of us to worry about it.
After returning to the shop, it was already in ruins, and there were many people and papers watching. It is estimated that it will take some time to rebuild.
Fatty and I were invited into the bureau to record a statement. Later, I took away the old Taoist corpse. After we left, his corpse was taken away by the note. Later, we made up various reasons to take it away. After removing his body, after all, an old man's corpse is probably not rare, and the sliver will not be superficial.
The body of the old Taoist cannot be buried. The three of us worked together for a short while, planning to send the body back to Shushan, while the fat man went to find a new shop.
The fat man took a cigarette, waved his hand and said, "Take it down, don't rent again at all. Let's buy one, and it's almost the end of the month. When the time comes, the commission for the sale of the house will be added to the night pearl, and the purchase of a villa will be worth it."
What the fat man said also made sense. If that's the case, then go to Shushan together, and it's almost time to come back. When the money comes together, then other things can be solved perfectly.
We must go to Shu Mountain. Although the old Taoist priests did not directly kill him by poetry, they also have a little indirect connection. In addition, poetry has stolen the treasure of Shushan Xuanyuan sword, so he went up to give others an explanation.
We put the body of the old Taoist priest in the funeral home for a few days, and then moved into the hotel to recuperate. When my hands were almost ready, the three of them were ready to go to Mount Shu.
The night before departure, Fu Xiqin was a demon again. When I was sleeping in a daze, I suddenly found a cold thing lying on my body. I immediately woke up and rubbed my eyes. It was discovered that it was the wicked female ghost named Ji Ruxue in Fuxiqin.
"You... what do you want to do?" I hurriedly shook her away, and then shrank to the corner of the wall. I looked at the pendulum on the wall. It was already more than two o'clock in the morning, and the female ghost climbed onto my bed in the middle of the night. , It is really creepy.
Ji Ruxue is not a simple evil spirit. Although she has not fought against her, her strength can definitely be compared with Yu Linglong. She hasn't killed me twice after coming out, it's all because of Xu Fu's younger sister.
Ji Ruxue looked at me with a penetrating smile, and then waved at me: "Don't be afraid, come here, come here!"
Her gesture of beckoning was like a soul-calling, extremely terrifying, and it seemed to be infiltrating.
I shook my head: "I'm not going over, you have something to say quickly, or I'm not polite." After speaking, I hurriedly took Fuxiqin next to her in her hands. If she dare to have any unruly intentions, then I will use it. Fu Xiqin killed her.
Ji Ruxue gave out another oozing smirk: "Boy, Fuxi Qin is so powerful that it is not a piano that ordinary people can play. The first time it is played, it peels off and oozes blood, and the second time it breaks the tendons and rubs the bones. The third time I played, there was no energy, the fourth time I played, the lifespan was drastically reduced, and the fifth time I played a life, you count it, how many times did you play yourself?"
How many times did I play? I seemed to play twice, but I played it under compelling circumstances. If I didn’t use it, I would just die. It’s better to fight, but I have no regrets anyway.
"You mean, if I play down again, I will definitely die!" I frowned and asked suspiciously.
Ji Ruxue nodded: "That is natural, otherwise such a huge power, do you think it was for nothing? You know that Fuxi Qin is so powerful, why don't many people know? Because this thing will kill people! So make the piano Well, I haven’t told many people at all, and there’s not many records. Do you know what this violin is made of?"
I frowned again without hesitation: "The elders of the Women's Village said before that it seems to be using some amazing wood and this and that. I have forgotten about it, but it seems to be quite amazing."
"She only knows half of it. Fuxi Qin Xie is on its strings and scores. Its strings are made of human tendons!" When Ji Ruxue said this, the corners of her mouth twitched coldly, as if There was some fear in my heart, and my hand holding Fuxiqin was also a little bit cold, with cold sweat on it.
Is it possible for strings made of human tendons? I touched it. I couldn't tell the touch, but it seemed to be beating, giving me an extremely evil feeling.
Why are the strings made of human tendons so cruel? The human tendons of dead people cannot have any effect. They must be used by living people. This violin is really made by Fuxi
Ji Ruxue asked again: "Do you know who Fuxi is?"
I said I knew that, leaving behind those mythological stories, Fuxi was actually a tribal leader in the ancient times, and he also created Fuxi's gossip divination method. These are quite reliable facts, not like those in the myths. He is not a god.
At this time Ji Ruxue sat down, her long hair was still covered in her face, and I couldn't see her at all. That's okay, I saw the infiltrating, ghostly look, I can't help it.
Ji Ruxue said, she told me a story about Fuxi.
According to legend, in ancient times, a girl named "Hua Xu" from Huaxu country went to play in a place called Lei Ze. She occasionally saw a huge footprint, and stepped on it curiously. Two years later, he gave birth to a son who had the body of a snake and the head of a man, named Fuxi.
I'm a little curious. Could it be that Fuxi is the son of a snake monster? Those footprints are left by the snake monster? Otherwise, it won't be born in twelve years. It's not that long, maybe it is. A snake egg, according to legend, Fuxi is the first snake body, but this is just a story.
In the past, the ancient tribes all had totems, similar to the current Yin-Yang embroidery, they would portray tribal leaders as totems, and then record them, maybe this is just the imagination of the tribesmen.
(End of this chapter)