Mister Big

Chapter 45: One after another

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Is that a ghost? My first reaction was to hold down the green aphid dart on my waist.

Ghosts don't touch the ground, but if you look at a ghost from the front, unless you lie prone on the ground and look at the ghost's feet, it's hard to see that the ghost is stepping on the air. So in folklore, people always go to see if the ghost has a shadow.

However, if a person stands behind a ghost, they can easily see the ghost's heels sticking up in the air. Therefore, it is easier to see the ghost's true form from behind, and it is also easier to anger the ghost.

Did the courier retreat so that we would have difficulty identifying him

Monk Shi whispered, "You stay here and watch. I'll go down and take a look."

Not long after Monk Shi left, I saw from the video that the door of the clinic was slowly pushed open from the inside. Someone reached out a hand from inside the door, pressed the package at the door, and gently pushed it back twice until the parcel rolled into the door, and then closed the door.

I just heard the door lock tighten, and Xie Wanhua screamed, "Just now... that wasn't a monk's hand!"

I also frowned slightly. Although the video only captured two fingers of the other person, the black nail polish on the fingers was clearly visible. That was definitely not Monk Shi's hand.

Just as I was pondering in silence, Monk Shi came back holding a package: "There is only one parcel outside... Dr. Xie, what's wrong with you? Why are you so pale?"

"Ghost... Ghost..." Xie Wanhua took a few steps back with a trembling voice and accidentally knocked over the water glass on the table. After the glass fell to the ground, it "snap" and broke neatly in half from the middle. A dark red liquid immediately flowed out of the cracked cup.

"Blood--" Xie Wanhua screamed in fear. Lao Du, who was closest to her, reached out and pulled Xie Wanhua aside, then pulled out his gun to block Xie Wanhua.

Monk Shi squatted on the ground, dipped his hand into a drop of blood and smelled it, saying, "Seeing water turn into blood is a very bad omen."

"Seeing water turns into blood" and "Seeing wine turns into blood" are both legendary bad omens, but they are not the kind of transformation we see now.

Because the so-called "blood transformation" does not really turn the wine into blood. Usually, during a reception or banquet, the cup suddenly explodes into two neat halves, as if cut by a knife, and the wine in the cup overflows. Under the light, the wine turns red. However, when the wine is refilled, it is still a colorless and transparent liquid, not real blood plasma.

I remember that Xie Wanhua drank more than half of the water just now, and there was less than an inch of clear water left in the glass. Could it be that clear water could turn into blood in such a short moment

I raised my hand and threw a ghost-killing gold coin into the blood. As soon as the coin landed, a faint black smoke came out of the blood. The blood that had just spread on the ground gradually became clear with the ghost-killing gold coin as the center. Not long after, it turned into a pool of clear water.

Xie Wanhua said in a trembling voice: "That is Yin Qi... a ghost has come in..."

I glanced at Xie Wanhua and said calmly, "With the two of us here, it's impossible for a ghost to come in without being discovered. Don't be nervous."

Xie Wanhua was so anxious that she was incoherent: "Wu Zhao, why don't you understand... My teacher told me about identifying ghosts. He said that when a ghost enters the house, it must bring yin energy, and yin energy can turn clear water into blood..."

I still shook my head and said, "That's bullshit!"

"Wu Zhao..." Xie Wanhua stamped her feet and said, "You just..."

"Don't say anything, there can't be any ghosts!" I interrupted Xie Wanhua forcefully, "Monk Shi and I both carry protective magic tools, and the magic tools didn't react, which means there are no ghosts nearby."

Although Xie Wanhua stopped talking, Lao Du hesitated and said, "But we just..."

I waved my hand and said, "Don't forget the ghost we encountered a few days ago. Ghosts can deceive people. Check the mail package first."

Lao Du then stopped talking and took the package.

The parcel was sent by Tom again. In addition to several diaries, there was also a stoneware jar in the shape of a water tank. I took the jar in my hand and looked at it over and over again, but I couldn't figure out what it was.

Lao Du next to me looked pale and asked, "Did you know something a long time ago?"

When I turned around, I saw Lao Du holding a few pages of his diary in his hand. He asked with red eyes, "Did you know that Wan Qiao had an affair?"

"This..." I was about to speak, but Lao Du said in a deep voice: "Xiao Wu, although I can't tell fortunes, I have seen you tell fortunes. When you tell fortunes, you have never been so perfunctory as you were just now. Did you not tell anything just now, but just pretend to do it, trying to trick me into checking the people Wan Qiao contacted?"

Lao Du was right about this. I was just pretending to tell the divination. But even if I was pretending, laymen couldn't tell. How did Lao Du know? Was it just suspicion

I hesitated only for a moment, and then Lao Du shouted, "Tell me if it's true?"

"Brother-in-law, calm down first." Xie Wanhua originally wanted to persuade Lao Du to stop, but she didn't expect to attract Lao Du's attention to herself.

Old Du said with red eyes: "Xiaohua, you and Wanqiao have the best relationship, you can talk about anything. Tell me, has Wanqiao cheated on you?"

"Brother-in-law, listen to me..." Xie Wanhua was halfway through her words when she suddenly pointed behind Lao Du and screamed, "What do you want to do?"

Lao Du instinctively dodged, but saw Monk Shi standing behind him holding a vajra. Lao Du raised his gun and asked, "What do you want to do?"

"Smash the glass!" Without saying anything, Shi Heshang raised his hand and threw the vajra at the window. The vajra made entirely of brass weighed at least ten pounds, and with the strength of Shi Heshang's throw, it would be easy to break the glass. However, after a loud bang, Shi Heshang's vajra was bounced back by the glass and fell to the ground with a "dang".

Lao Du said sternly, "What the hell are you doing?"

Shi Heshang said sternly: "There's a ghost in the house. I don't have time to explain to you, just shoot quickly and break the glass."

Xie Wanhua said sternly: "You are the ghost! Just now, I clearly saw the ghost taking the package..."

Lao Du raised his gun and shouted, "Xiao Wu, is Monk Shi a human or a ghost?"

I felt that a crisis was approaching us from the moment I saw the water turn into blood, but I didn't know what it was, or what method the other party used. So, after I came back from the monk, I just watched from the sidelines.

But the current situation made me more and more confused. It was not until Lao Du called me that I said, "It's a person."

"Impossible!" Xie Wanhua said sternly, "Didn't you see the video just now..."

Monk Shi said coldly at this time: "If the one who came in from outside is a ghost, then I am not the only one who came back from outside."

Monk Shi was obviously referring to Lao Du. But Xie Wanhua screamed, "You are talking nonsense!"

Monk Shi waved his hand and said, "You don't even believe that your brother-in-law is a ghost, so why do you insist that I'm not alive?"

"You..." Xie Wanhua was speechless after being asked by Shi Heshang, but Lao Du said quickly: "I don't care who the ghost is now. Tell me, do you know anything? Tell me-"

"Lao Du, calm down!" I saw that Lao Du's eyes were red and the arm holding the gun was shaking violently, so I knew that he was on the verge of losing control.

"I can't calm down!" Lao Du suddenly turned the gun around and pointed it at me. "You are the backbone of everyone. You must know what's going on. Tell me..."

"I..." I just said one word, and Lao Du suddenly lost control: "If you don't say it again, I'll kill you!"

I watched as Lao Du's arm holding the gun suddenly straightened, the muzzle pointed straight at my face, and his finger on the trigger suddenly tightened, and I knew he had the intention to kill. I dodged to the left as hard as I could, and Lao Du's gunshot rang out instantly. The moment the whistling bullet flew past my cheek, I fell to the ground.

As soon as I touched the ground, I used my arms to support myself and rolled to the side. At the same time, the bullets fired by Lao Du also burst into sparks on the ground where I rolled.

I didn't have time to check on Lao Du's condition. I just kept rolling to the side, and the bullets kept exploding against my body. By the time I hit the sofa, Lao Du's gun was already pointing at my vitals...

At the critical moment, Shi Heshang kicked Lao Du's arm. The pistol in Lao Du's hand, which had just burst into flames, suddenly pointed into the air under Shi Heshang's heavy blow, and a bullet instantly hit the ceiling.

As Lao Du leaned back, Shi Heshang's second kick went straight to Lao Du's chest. Before Shi Heshang could hit Lao Du, Xie Wanhua, who was standing nearby, suddenly grabbed the magic potion and threw it at Shi Heshang's chest.

After the soap-like magic potion hit Shi Heshang's chest, a cloud of yellow smoke burst out instantly. With one leg still on the ground, Shi Heshang suddenly fell on his back and couldn't even get up.

At this time, Lao Du, who had retreated two steps, stabilized his body and pointed the gun at me again.

Although the fight between Monk Shi and Lao Du lasted only a few seconds, it was enough for me to get up. By the time Lao Du raised his gun again, I had already jumped onto the sofa and hit Lao Du with the green fly dart in my hand.

What I didn't expect was that Xie Wanhua, who had just rescued Lao Du, suddenly flashed and stood between me and Lao Du. The green fly dart I shot pierced into Xie Wanhua's shoulder with a "puff" sound, but did not hurt Lao Du at all.

"Xiaohua!" Seeing Xie Wanhua injured and falling to the ground, Old Du went crazy instantly, raised his pistol and fired at me crazily. I stepped on the sofa and dodged continuously, and the white cotton wool that was broken by the bullets flew all over the sky behind me. It was not until there was a blank sound from Old Du's pistol that I rushed over to him, grabbed Old Du's neck with my hand and threw him to the ground.

The moment I restrained Lao Du, I inexplicably felt a strong desire to kill him. (To be continued)