Jiro
Hand-Pulled Noodle
Hui Lijing was taken aback for a moment, and then remembered the words of the old monk of Tongshou Temple.
'Now when the owner's father was alive, I often came to eat. At that time, the current owner's father, Mr. Jiro, smiled so brightly, who knew that he fell down while walking, and he went home. '
There is no doubt that the previous owner of the ramen restaurant named Jiro is dead.
How could a dead person appear outside her door
Revenant
Or... a prank
The next moment, Hui Lijing's face changed.
Because, the female detective also knows very well that the possibility of mischief is extremely small.
You know, when the door was closed just now, it was she who closed the door with her own hands, and she was also the one who locked it.
The courtyard wall of Tongshou Temple is not very high, but it is not something that ordinary people can easily climb over.
As for anti-ladder
Hui Lijing can guarantee that she didn't hear any sound.
It is absolutely impossible not to hear the sound of the ladder falling to the ground in this silent night.
Can you enter Tongshou Temple without anti-ladder
Such a person doesn't need to play pranks on her at all.
Putting aside the impossible, the remaining one, even if it is impossible, is the only answer.
Revenant!
call!
Hui Lijing's breathing couldn't help but quicken.
She has been lifted to the 'mystery side' though.
Even, soon to start learning 'mysterious knowledge'.
But after all, there is no real start.
Even, from a certain point of view, it was the first time that he faced the mysterious incident alone in a true sense.
what to do
Did Jason hear it
As long as I hear it, Jason will definitely help me!
Hui Lijing thought about it, and immediately shook her head.
Because, she thought of the scene yesterday.
If the scene in front of him was similar to the previous situation, then Jason would definitely not be able to hear the voices here.
really!
I can only rely on myself!
But…
Hui Lijing immediately searched the room.
She was looking for some handy weapons.
Although she has a lot of weapons on her body, none of them are suitable for the situation at hand.
After all, Jason said in the chat that flames or electric batons are the best way to deal with the dead.
Electric baton, she has.
But if possible, Hui Lijing still hopes that she can attack from a 'distance'.
Soon, Hui Lijing found a bottle of 'Mie Hai Ling'.
bang!
After shaking it, there was still more than half a bottle in it.
Then, Hui Lijing took out a lighter.
Outside the door, the moonlight is everywhere.
The bright white color makes the blue brick floor in the monastery look like the first sunshine after snow.
A figure was standing in front of the door of the wing on the left.
This figure is a middle-aged man of ordinary build.
There was a hearty smile on his face, but under the moonlight and shadows, this smile became flickering, giving him an inexplicable sense of weirdness.
Especially when the smile didn't change for more than ten seconds, the strange feeling began to rise rapidly.
It's like when you look in the mirror and smile, it may be from the heart at first, but after more than ten seconds, your cheeks are already sore, but your smile is still maintained.
I don't know the pain.
tireless.
That is, laugh.
Neither insane nor rampant.
Just hearty.
But no matter how hearty it was, it became ferocious as a streak of scarlet fell.
The moonlight is quiet, scarlet flowing.
Look back a little bit.
I saw that the back of the head of the man who called himself Jiro had already been broken.
blood flow.
The brain is still beating.
But with every beating, more blood will flow out.
Blood ran down the neck and down the chest.
Soon, the clothes of the man who called himself Jiro were soaked in blood.
More blood flowed into the soup bowl held by the opponent.
The soup bowl, which was already fragrant, became more and more fragrant at this time.
Similarly, the stench became more and more obvious.
With the hot air in the soup bowl, it began to continue to overflow.
The man who called himself Jiro stood in front of the door, his hearty smile didn't change a bit, like a robot, he raised his hand and slapped the door in front of him.
Boom, boom, boom.
"Hello, your ramen has arrived."
The knock on the door was very rhythmic.
The sound is also the same as before.
Then-
Squeak!
The door opened.
Hui Lijing appeared in front of the man who called himself Jiro.
Jiro's mouth twitched again.
The hearty smile was twisted abruptly.
weird.
ferocious.
distortion.
When the three are combined, a smile really cannot be called a smile.
It is filled with a kind of scalp-numbing emotion.
Especially when the man calling himself Jiro spoke again.
"Hi, guest."
"Your ramen."
"Is there anything else you need?"
The tone of the originally peaceful voice began to elongate at this moment, but it kept trembling.
It's like scratching a fingernail on a blackboard.
It's goosebumps all over your body.
What is even more frightening is that following the sound, the neck of the man who claimed to be Jiro made a clicking sound, and then, under the gaze of Hui Lijing, the head of the man who claimed to be Jiro turned sideways like this drooping, as if about to fall.
The ferocious smile, which was already stained with blood, became even more terrifying at this moment.
but-
call!
Hui Lijing was relieved.
She thought she was about to encounter something terrible.
The result is what resembles an animate corpse.
Although it was a bit bloody, it was not so unacceptable, even at this time, the man who called himself Jiro kept shouting with unknown meaning from his mouth.
"Ho, ho ho."
With such a voice, the man who called himself Jiro began to approach Hui Lijing.
"That's it?"
Seeing that she was staggering towards her like a zombie, Hui Lijing was completely relieved.
She reached up for the lighter.
Slap.
After a crisp sound, flames appeared from the lighter.
Then, 'Mie Hai Ling' was raised.
laugh!
call!
As the 'Mie Hai Ling' was pressed, a flame shot out straight away. The half-meter-long flame instantly enveloped the upper body of the man who called himself Jiro.
"Ah!"
The screams suddenly broke the silent night.
The half-burning man began to stagger back.
Hui Lijing pressed on every step of the way.
Just like stuffing cow dung into the mouths of those boys who called her 'Master Bachi'.
The only difference is that she was staring at the boys, making them chew cow dung down.
And now
thump.
After the burning man fell to the ground, Hui Lijing raised her foot and stomped hard on the other's head.
Thick-soled boots with a steel plate sandwiched in the middle.
It can not only walk without making a sound, but also effectively provide attack and defense power.
This is specially made by Hui Lijing.
Just like the leather jacket on her body.
Knives and the like can't break the skin at all.
Click!
There was a crisp sound.
The man who called himself Jiro was completely silent.
The already broken head was completely shattered.
Brains splattered around Hui Lijing's boots.
It's sticky enough to make ordinary people feel sick, but to Hui Lijing, it's nothing at all. She doesn't know how many times she has experienced things more disgusting than this.
If necessary, she also jumped over the cesspit.
Then, vomited for two days.
Don't talk about eating in those two days, the kind that would vomit after drinking water.
There was even a faint smell of such a stench in the nose.
In the following six months, Hui Lijing completely refused curry rice.
Even now, with a fair amount of disgust.
After shaking the boots casually to shake off the sticky stuff, Hui Lijing shouted towards the hall—
"Jason? Jason?"
"Master? Master?"
The sound is loud enough and travels far enough.
However, there was no response from the main hall.
no doubt!
The worst has happened!
What she is in now should be a projection similar to 'Ghost River'.
Such a projection is not terrible.
What is terrible is the person who makes and arranges such a projection.
Tu Yumen Yuan, Hui Lijing has seen it before.
She is also clear about the opponent's strength.
She is no match at all.
Step, step!
Just when Hui Lijing was in doubt, a burst of footsteps came from behind her.
behind
When Hui Lijing had this idea in her heart, her body was already moving.
Woo!
Lean your body forward and kick your feet back.
This kind of attack is not wise, the flaw is quite large, as long as you dodge the back kick, you can easily take the initiative, and this kind of dodge is not difficult.
Even, in some respects, it only takes an ordinary person with a little training to escape.
After all, such a blow is destined to not be too fast and the range cannot be too large.
And there is a reason why the female detective, who has been trained as a mercenary, did this.
The back kick is fake.
The quicklime in your hand is the real thing.
call!
A handful of white ash was directly thrown away.
It formed a perfect semicircle, covering all the area behind Hui Lijing.
But the expected screams did not sound.
In this regard, Hui Lijing seems to be expected.
The swing of her back kick increased, and immediately, the original back kick turned into a somersault.
At the same time, Hui Lijing took out the lighter again.
Slap!
call!
A bottom-up flame appeared behind Hui Lijing, forming an arc-shaped cross with the semicircle formed by the quicklime before.
But, still useless.
The footsteps were still approaching.
Hui Lijing's heart tightened.
Although she didn't know what would happen after being approached by this unknown monster, Hui Lijing was unwilling to bear such consequences.
Almost instinctively, Hui Lijing took out the grenade.
Just as Hui Lijing was about to pull the ring, a small red figure ran from behind to in front of her.
Um
Hui Lijing couldn't help being taken aback when she saw the appearance of this young child with red skin, carrying a lantern and wearing a monk's uniform.
"Run! Run!"
The little monk shouted loudly at Hui Lijing.
Then, run forward.
Hui Lijing frowned, and immediately followed.
The reason is simple, if this little monk-like existence wanted to hurt her just now, she would have already been injured and died.
Therefore, she judged that this little monk should have no malicious intentions.
Following the little monk, Hui Lijing quickly rushed out of the gate of Tongshou Temple, then turned left and right in Tongshou Town, and soon saw the two stone pillars outside Tongshou Temple Town.
Naturally, she also saw her car.
Then, she heard the little monk's words—
"This way, this way, someone died!"
"I'm not a murderer!"
"It's not me, it's not me, I just want to tell everyone that someone needs help over there!"
"I will not be used by the murderer!"
After the words fell, the little monk just disappeared.
Then, Hui Lijing saw a middle-aged man wearing an onmyoji-like costume.
"Huh?"
The middle-aged man was surprised when he saw Hui Lijing appearing.
Because, in his mind, this is just an ordinary woman who will definitely get lost in his 'Yin-Yang Art', and then become his best chess piece to pry into the secrets of 'Tong Shou Temple'.
It just seems that there are some problems.
However, when a problem arises, it is good to solve it.
"Originally, I only hoped to solve it in a silent way."
"But now, I have to use a more direct way."
With a contemptuous tone, this onmyoji who looked a little special spoke up.
Then, the opponent shook his hand and a white talisman appeared.
Just when the opponent was about to shoot out the talisman—
Bang, bang, bang!
The gun went off.
And, more than one sound.
The gunfire flickered in the muzzle of Hui Lijing's hand.
And that's not the end.
next moment!
Boom boom boom!
Three countdown grenades just flew out and landed on the soles of that Onmyoji.
In an instant, the fire flooded the opponent.
Shrapnel whizzed and splashed in all directions.
A layer of translucent protection appeared around the body of the onmyoji.
The shrapnel hit this layer of protection, causing layers of ripples.
Ripples circled and collided with each other.
Soon, it became shaky.
Finally, when the ripples of the ripples overlap and reach a kind of extreme—
Snapped!
The protective cover was just broken.
Although the remaining shrapnel did not have much power, it still caused the specially dressed Onmyoji to dodge in a panic.
Bai Jie's cloak became black and tattered.
The black high hat even fell to the ground and rolled into the distance.
"Damn it, how dare you... Ahhh!"
"Spicy! Spicy! Spicy!"
The special onmyoji yelled, but before he finished speaking, a liquid full of pungent smell filled his mouth.
Then, it's spicy!
Concentrated chili water brings extreme spiciness.
Such a spicy moment stung the nerves of this special onmyoji.
The spell in my mind was so hot that it disappeared.
The spell in his hand fell to the ground even more.
There was only one thought left in the mind of this special onmyoji.
"water!"
"Drink water!"
"I want to drink!"
then-
boom!
Hui Lijing shot right between the opponent's eyebrows.
Looking at the other party who fell slowly to the ground.
Hui Lijing blinked, thinking of the words of the old monk Tongshou Temple.
'The advent of gunpowder changed everything. '
Could this be... have times changed
Hui Lijing thought silently.
But at this moment, a gloomy voice rang in Hui Lijing's ear.
"As expected of Erika's younger sister."
When the voice came out, Hui Lijing's body was restrained by an invisible force.
The next moment, Hui Lijing was suspended in mid-air, and a sense of suffocation appeared immediately.
Hui Lijing kept struggling.
The eyes are looking for the attacker.
The other party did not hide his figure.
After confirming that Hui Lijing was restrained, she appeared in front of Hui Lijing in such an open and aboveboard manner.
Looking at the attacker, Hui Lijing stopped struggling.
Not to give up.
Instead, he saw the... tall and strong figure behind the attacker.