After that faint murderous intent emerged from my heart, it could no longer be contained and grew wildly, reaching a level that was difficult to control in just a short moment.
In my eyes, Lao Du, who was held under my hand, was like a prey that might resist at any time, and I was a wolf that pinned down my prey. It seemed that biting open Lao Du's throat was my innate bloodthirsty instinct, which I could not control even if I wanted to.
I suddenly pulled out the dagger from my leg, held the handle upside down, and raised it above my head. The moment the bright cold light from the dagger flashed across Lao Du's face from left to right, Lao Du seemed to struggle instinctively, but immediately gave up resistance and closed his eyes to wait for death.
Just when I was about to exert my strength, the ghost eye money I kept close to my body vibrated with a buzzing sound. My ghost eye was suddenly opened uncontrollably under the induction of the ghost money. When the blood flashed through my eyes, I actually saw a piece of snake scales on Lao Du's face.
I can guarantee that I was definitely not mistaken at that moment, and the murderous intent that suddenly arose in my heart disappeared in the horror.
I couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, and then I realized that I must have been possessed by a ghost. I never thought of killing Lao Du, and Lao Du would not lose control and kill innocent people just because he suspected his wife of cheating.
What on earth is going on
Monk Shi wants to smash the glass? An idea flashed through my mind, and I suddenly jumped up, pulled out the Rakshasa on my back, and slashed at the glass with all my strength. The cold light of the long sword slashed at the window like thunder, and the blinds broke under the blade in an instant. The sharp tip of the sword only made a sharp sound on the window before it hit the windowsill.
After I split the marble window sill with my knife, I was shocked. The glass on the window could not be harder than marble. How could the Rakshasa, who could easily cut through the stone slab, be unable to do anything to a small piece of glass
Just as I was stunned, I suddenly felt a fierce murderous intent behind me. When I heard the sound of leather shoes rubbing against the ground, I guessed that it was Lao Du standing up from behind me.
My head suddenly buzzed, and the murderous intent that I had just suppressed burst out again uncontrollably. I had unconsciously turned the blade of the Rakshasa in my hand outward, which was the starting position for the "turning back and slashing". As long as I turned my hand and swept the blade across, Lao Du would be beheaded immediately.
At this time, a strong wind blew up behind me. Lao Du must have picked up something and hit me on the back of the head.
Should I choose to kill to protect myself, or take a gamble and cut the window again
"ah-"
At the critical moment, I roared in anger and slashed at the window with both hands with all my strength.
"Crash" - the glass on the window shattered, and half of Luosha's blade also cut out of the window. I took a step forward with the long knife in my hand, and the whole person quickly moved forward more than one meter, clinging to the windowsill covered with broken glass.
At the same time, a whistling wind blew away my back, and I narrowly avoided Lao Du's fatal blow. But there was only about one meter between Lao Du and me. If Lao Du moved a little further, he could still hit the back of my head. I was holding the long sword Rakshasa, which was difficult to turn, and I couldn't turn around to defend myself immediately. If I wanted to attack, I could only choose to abandon the sword.
Just as I loosened my hands and was about to drop the knife and turn around, a cold wind suddenly rushed in from the window. I couldn't help but shiver, and the murderous intent that surged up again also disappeared.
Lao Du also shouted behind me: "What's wrong with me?"
I quickly took back the Rakshasa: "Don't worry about it for now, save the people."
It didn't take long for Lao Du to wake Xie Wanhua up. After I splashed cold water on his face twice, Shi Heshang also woke up: "I knew you could guess it."
I pulled him up and asked, "What's going on?"
Monk Shi found a place to sit down, lit a cigarette, took a deep puff, and then said, "Ever since you told me that you received a knife, I have been suspecting that you were under a spell."
Monk Shi saw that I didn't understand, so he continued to explain: "Incantations are actually beyond the scope of wizards. They should be something that masters of incantations have researched. Simply put, the intention comes first, and then the incantation."
Monk Shi pointed at the fake dagger we had thrown on the table and said, "That fake dagger is actually a medium. It can attract ghosts who are good at killing people with knives to attack and kill you. Because you all touched the fake dagger, you are all the ghosts' targets."
I understand that a curse must first have a medium to spread. Some people are good at using the target's hair and clothes as a medium; some people are good at using things that the target may touch as a medium... Without this kind of thing, it is difficult for the curse caster to lock the target, let alone drive the ghost to kill people.
Of course, there are also top masters in the Curse Sect who can decide life and death with a single word without the need for a medium. However, such people will not put down their dignity and argue with small people like us.
Monk Shi didn't care whether we understood or not, and continued: "The thing in the package this time should be a shrunken Gu pot."
The Miaojiang Gu poison is well-known to everyone. In most people's impression, the Gu pot for cultivating Gu worms should be a small and exquisitely crafted box. In fact, this is a cognitive misunderstanding.
In the simplest way, what is the function of the Gu監? It is to make the poisonous insects inside devour each other until only one poisonous insect is left. How can a small container hold hundreds of poisonous insects? Especially for cultivating snake Gu, no matter how small an adult poisonous snake is, it is impossible to throw it into a small box like an earthworm, right? Therefore, a real Gu監 must be at least the size of a water tank, or even larger.
Monk Shi said, "I don't know if you have ever seen Gu worms fighting for food. I once heard Master say that Gu worms don't kill each other immediately after being thrown together. Their first reaction is to escape quickly. It is not until they find that they can't escape that they think of occupying territory and gaining space for themselves to survive."
"If there are several powerful poisonous insects in a Gu pot, they will calm down after biting other weak ones to death, and wait for an opportunity to attack the powerful opponent. At this time, they are all quiet, until one poisonous insect breaks the balance, and then they will engage in a fight."
Monk Shi said, "Since the other party has used the Gu pot as a spell, that means he has regarded the room we are in as a Gu pot, and we will become Gu insects that kill each other under the control of his spell."
"Old Du and Dr. Xie are less resistant to spells than we are, so they will lose control of their emotions and attack us first. If we are also triggered to kill, then only one person will survive in the end."
Monk Shi said, "In fact, the Gu燈 has a fatal flaw, which is that it cannot be broken. Once the Gu燈 is broken, the poisonous insects inside will immediately give up fighting and run away. If they encounter a vicious insect, they may even turn around and seek revenge on the wizard."
"At that time, the first thing I thought of was to break the window and break the opponent's spell. However, the opponent seemed to have placed a ban outside, and my vajra was unable to break the glass."
"I didn't even break the glass with my first cut." I wiped the sweat off my forehead, and then the sound of a police car rang out outside the clinic. Lao Du waved his hand and said, "It's okay, I'll take care of it. You guys clean up the sofa."
After I pulled off a tablecloth and covered the broken sofa, I heard a policeman's voice from the direction of the door: "Captain Du, we received a report that there was a fight in the clinic and gunshots were heard."
Lao Du said, "That's not true. Who called the police?"
The police hesitated and said, "But the reporter said..."
"What?" Lao Du turned hostile on the spot, "I'm the only one here with a gun, do you need to check whether I fired the gun?"
When I peeked down from the handrail, I saw Lao Du pull out his gun and put it into the policeman's hand. The other party was obviously confused by Lao Du: "Captain Du, look at you... How can I not trust you? It must be a misunderstanding. We're leaving first."
Only after the police turned and left did Lao Du breathe a sigh of relief - there were no bullets in his gun. If the police had checked it out, today's incident might have been difficult to resolve.
I had a hunch that the other party should be not far from us, otherwise, he would not have calculated the time so accurately. However, the other party must not have seen what we were doing, otherwise, he would not have rashly called the police.
After Lao Du came back, he sat down on the chair dejectedly: "Speak now! Is Wan Qiao... "
I can see that Lao Du has deep feelings for his wife, and he can't accept the facts in front of him for a while. Xie Wanhua hesitated for a long time before saying: "I don't know, that's just my guess. Besides, it's hard to say whether my sister is just mentally unfaithful or has already... "
Lao Du raised the diary in his hand and said, "Look!"
I picked up the diary and read it through. It did record Xie Wanqiao's extremely contradictory psychology. On the one hand, she felt sorry for Lao Du, and on the other hand, she couldn't give up her feelings for another person. However, the content of the diary was indeed like what Xie Wanhua said, there was nothing substantial, it was just a record of a relationship.
The last page of the diary is a picture drawn by a child, with some strange-looking little bugs on it.
I looked at Lao Du and said, "Lao Du, what do you want to do?"
"Investigate!" Lao Du said firmly, "Wan Qiao is my wife, and she will always be. Even if... I can't let her die in obscurity."
I nodded and said, "Okay, then cheer up and think carefully, who does Xie Wanqiao usually have close contact with?"
I am very traditional and conservative when it comes to relationships. I admire Lao Du, but that doesn't mean I can understand Xie Wanqiao. It's impossible for me to call her sister-in-law from Lao Du's perspective. I just call her by her name. (To be continued)