I stood outside the No. 8 clinic and hesitated for a while, and found that there was no sound inside the clinic, as if there was no danger, so I walked into the clinic slowly.
The door of Clinic No. 8 was open, and lights were on in the inner and outer rooms. I knocked gently on the door of the room like a ghost, and then walked in.
"Is there anyone?" I yelled a ghost, just when my voice fell. A figure slowly walked out of the inner room.
The person who came out of the back room was neither Ma Yuzhi nor an old ghost, but a strange middle-aged person.
Seeing the strange middle-aged man in front of me, I remembered the testimony of the locksmith before. Because this person happened to be wearing a piece of iron armor with a war knife tied around his waist.
"Are you the owner of Clinic No. 8?"
My God, when the other party met at first sight, the lines they said were exactly the same as those of the locksmith.
"No, I'm here to see a doctor. Are you the doctor here? Your clothes look a bit chic."
Hearing what I said, the other party ignored me and turned and walked towards the back room.
When the other party's figure disappeared from my sight, I breathed a sigh of relief, retreated outside the door, and walked to the corner of Changyi Street. Then I took out my mobile phone and dialed Ma Yuzhi's number.
As the busy tone kept ringing on the other end of the phone, my heart sank to the bottom. I am very worried now. I am worried that Ma Yuzhi and the old ghost have encountered an accident during the period of my absence.
You must know that the ghosts that the other party sent out to attack Shuang Jianping last time were all extraordinary. If the other party retaliated against me this time, the ghost sent must be more powerful than the ghost last time.
A total of more than two dozen busy tones sounded. Just when I was about to hang up, Ma Yuzhi's voice finally rang on the other end of the phone.
"Tang Song, your brain is sick, it's so late, and you still don't sleep."
"Huh," I breathed a sigh of relief and quickly asked in a low voice, "Yuzhi, where are you now?"
"It's so late, where can I be? Naturally, I lay at home and slept."
"Where is the second master? Where did the second master go?"
"After you left with the police, the old ghost
No trace, God knows where he is now? When Ma Yuzhi said this, he paused for a moment and then asked: "You called so late and your tone was still flustered. What happened? "
"I met a ghost in Clinic No. 8. I guess the ghost I met was the one that killed the landlord."
When my voice fell, I heard Ma Yuzhi say anxiously: "Then you must not go back, come directly to my house. When we see the old ghost tomorrow, we will discuss the long-term plan."
"No!" Hearing Ma Yuzhi's words, I shook my head and said: "The other party must be a very powerful character. I am worried that the second master is unknown. So, when I go back to Clinic No. 8 at night, I will encounter that evil spirit and become dangerous. So I decided Guarding at the corner of Changyi Street, I saw Erye remind him."
"Then you just wait where you are, and I'll come over right away."
"You go to sleep, what are you doing?"
"If I don't come, if the evil spirit discovers your true identity and he wants to deal with you, will you be able to resist it?"
Ma Yuzhi has always been turbulent in doing things. I just hung up the phone, and Ma Yuzhi took a piece of clothing and rushed over from a distance.
While handing me the clothes in his hand, Ma Yuzhi asked, "What the hell is going on? The uninvited guest you met in Clinic No. 8 didn't embarrass you?"
"He might not be very bright in his mind. When I met and asked me if I was the owner of Clinic No. 8, I shook my head and he just let me go."
"It seems that his brain is really not very bright, the landlord died too wrongly."
The old ghost didn't know where he went. Because I was worried about his safety, Ma Yuzhi and I didn't dare to go too far, so we sat on the side of the street and stared at the two sections of Changyi Street intently.
This time, I waited until more than three o'clock in the evening, just when Ma Yuzhi and I were so sleepy that we were about to close our eyes. The figure of the old ghost finally appeared at the street.
He floated slowly in the air while humming a small song, which seemed very pleasant.
"You two are welcoming me?" The old ghost smiled at us and said, "It's so late, and I'm still waiting for me. It really makes me flattered."
"Second Lord, don't open
Just kidding, there is a demon guarding in the eighth clinic. I suspect that he killed the landlord, and his target is actually me. The reason why Ma Yuzhi and I are guarding here is because we are afraid that you will rush into the No. 8 clinic and encounter danger in the end. "
Hearing what I said, the old ghost frowned and said, "Does he look like a middle-aged man?"
"Yes, it's about 40 years old."
"Is he wearing brown iron armor and a dazzling war knife pinned to his waist?"
"Yes, the second master is really a magical calculation."
At this moment, I was convinced of the old ghost. I didn't expect him to guess so accurately, as if he had seen each other with his own eyes.
"Also, is there a big mole on his face."
"Big mole? I didn't pay attention to this. I'm not sure."
"Not sure? Then you turn your head now and take a good look behind you."
Hearing what the old ghost said, my heart was slightly startled, and I slowly looked behind me. It happened to see the evil spirit in iron armor, holding the saber, slowly walking towards the three of us.
With the help of a street light, I took a closer look and found that the other side really had a big mole on his face. The mole was about the size of a soybean.
"Friend, you need to find the owner of No. 8 Clinic. I know where he went? He went to Nanmen Mountain. You follow this road and walk to the south. You can see it after walking for about 30 kilometers. We're at Nanmen Mountain."
I really admire my wit. Faced with the iron-clad evil spirit, I lied, but my face didn't turn red.
"You are the person I'm looking for!" He spoke in a gloomy way, slowly pulling out the sharp sword.
"The person you are looking for is the owner of Clinic No. 8. How could it be me?"
"You are the owner of Clinic No. 8!" Before I could refute, he continued: "There is a portrait of you on the wall of Clinic No. 8, with the words Tang and Song written next to it."
"Portrait? Is that the photo on my license?" I gave the other person a blank look and asked: "Since you have seen through your identity, then I ask you, what the hell are you? Who sent you to kill? I hope you can make me understand."
(End of this chapter)