Zhong Jiudao thought of many possibilities in an instant. For example, Wu Xingze might have some backup plan. Since his body was no longer useful, he might as well let his soul leave his body, occupy a new body, and make a comeback.
Or maybe he has a backup plan, taking away the Soul-stealing Bell and his soul while Wu Xingze is weak, leaving a hidden danger.
Or to be more optimistic, maybe a master will pass by and get rid of these evil souls.
There are many possibilities, but the first one that comes to Zhong Jiudao's mind and cannot be shaken off is only one -
Would these evil spirits be attracted by Luo Huai and run to his house
They are in the same city, it is very likely that this will happen!
Even if Luo Huai's physique can restrain the evil spirit, what if
Luo Huai only has an effect on the evil spirits in the villa. The evil spirits refined by Wu Xingze are artificial, and are different from his naturally formed evil spirits. Luo Huai's physique may not be effective on them.
Zhong Jiudao suddenly became anxious and ran towards Luo Huai's house.
It was almost twelve o'clock, and there were few taxis on the street. The few that did exist were only carrying passengers. Zhong Jiudao could not wait any longer, so he simply ran towards Luo Huai's house, intending to look for a taxi while running.
He called Luo Huai while running, but no one answered the call after several attempts.
Zhong Jiudao was anxious to find that he could fly with a sword like in the novels. As a great Taoist priest, why couldn't he catch a ghost and fly
Fortunately, at this moment an empty car slowly passed by Zhong Jiudao and honked the horn lightly, indicating that he could get in the car.
Zhong Jiudao almost flew into the car, sat in the back seat and told the address of Luo Huai's home. After all, he had been there once and knew the exact location.
He tried to calm himself down. In order to stop himself from thinking too much, Zhong Jiudao decided to get busy.
He first sent a message to his mother, telling her that Wu Xingze was dead, his soul and the Soul-Grabbing Bell were gone, and that he was afraid that he might turn into a monster, so he asked his mother to make preparations early.
Then he called the police, in such a family reunion: "Hello, police officer, I just found a body under the xx bridge. What? You want me to stay where I am? But I am not there anymore. I left after I confirmed it because I have to go home for the New Year."
taxi driver:"… "
Would a normal person just walk away after finding a body? Shouldn't he call the police and wait there? The driver remembered how Zhong Jiudao ran on the road just now as if he was running for his life, and wondered if he was the murderer. He was immediately frightened and began to tremble.
"Mr. Policeman, I can't stay here for the time being. I really have important things to do at home. Let me keep my cell phone on at all times. If you need anything, please call me immediately. I'll be on standby at any time... No, my cell phone only has 2% battery left. Let me put it this way. My home address is 1202, Unit 2, Building 9, xx Community, xx District. Please be sure to find me if you need anything. Okay, thank you for your understanding." Zhong Jiudao said.
He was a good director who abided by the rules and left Luo Huai's home address.
If there weren't surveillance cameras under the bridge, it is very likely that Zhong Jiudao's appearance would have been captured. Zhong Jiudao would not have called the police himself. He might have thought of a more appropriate way to handle the problem.
It was already 11 o'clock in the evening when the taxi arrived at Luo Huai's house, and it was almost time to stay up all night to celebrate the New Year.
Zhong Jiudao paid, got off the car and ran to the door of Luo's unit, but found that he couldn't get in through the wall like before. Just as he was about to ring the doorbell, someone who was walking the dog came home and opened the door, so he took the opportunity to go in.
Luo Huai's family is cooking dumplings. New Year's Eve is coming soon, and the atmosphere in their home is very warm.
Luo Huai waited for a whole day without any reply from Director Zhong, feeling a little upset, so he simply turned his phone to silent mode and threw it in the room, so that whenever he received a message or call, he would think it was from Director Zhong and run over happily. They were either red envelopes from the group or New Year greetings from various stores, dozens of times a day, and Luo Huai was exhausted, so he simply stopped listening and went to the Spring Festival Gala with his parents.
Just as the three of them put the dumplings on the table, they heard someone knocking on the door.
"Who is it so late?" Luo Huai asked.
Luo's mother thought for a moment and said, "It might be Aunt Luo next door. Her family makes Chinese zodiac cakes every Chinese New Year. The day before yesterday, she told me that when the cakes are ready, she will send us a few little tigers."
"I'll go open the door." Father Luo, who was closest to the door, wiped his hands and said.
He thought it was Aunt Monroe, so he opened the door without looking through the peephole. When he saw Zhong Jiudao outside, his expression froze.
Why is this happening again? Is this not going to end? Luo's father was filled with despair. Yesterday, their little Luo was unconscious and didn't see this ghost, so they could pretend they didn't see it. Today, Xiao Luo was awake, and he saw it and shouted, so how could they pretend they didn't see it!
"Hello Uncle Luo, I'm Luo Huai's colleague, my name is Zhong Jiudao. I'm really sorry to disturb you at this time, but I..." Zhong Jiudao explained the situation politely, but when it came to the logic, he got stuck.
This... I'm going to someone else's house on New Year's Eve, what kind of excuse should I make
Luo's mother, who was setting the table, heard this voice: "..."
Only Luo Huai completely failed to believe his ears. He almost teleported to the door in an instant, and saw Director Zhong, whom he had been thinking about day and night, standing outside the door. He was filled with joy.
But Luo Huai was a little doubtful about his own eyes. He was afraid that he was hallucinating because of his longing for the night, so he asked his father: "Dad, can you help me tell if this is our Director Zhong? I must not recognize the wrong person!"
Father Luo: “…”
This... can he get it
When people are panicking, they want to do some small actions to hide their feelings. Father Luo instinctively wanted to push up his glasses, but when he put his fingers on the bridge of his nose, he realized that he was not wearing any glasses.
How could he see it without a device?!
Father Luo immediately stretched out his hand and grasped Zhong Jiudao's arm.
It's human warmth! Father Luo was almost so excited that he burst into tears. Zhong Jiudao was completely confused and said tactfully, "Young man, why are you so polite? Come in and sit down."
After saying that, he pulled Zhong Jiudao in enthusiastically.
Luo's mother also stopped and looked at Zhong Jiudao, and when she found that she could see this person, she couldn't help but look at him. This time it was finally a living person.
Luo Huai confirmed that it was really Director Zhong. He took out a pair of guest slippers from the shoe cabinet and spoke incoherently: "Director Zhong, why did I go to your house?"
Everyone: “…”
Luo Huai almost covered his face and ran back to his room.
Fortunately, Zhong Jiudao said in time: "You may not be able to come to my house for the time being. My father kicked me out of the house and I am homeless now. Can you take me in for a while?"
"It's Uncle Zhong! Is he feeling better? Can his eyes heal? Is he still angry with you?" Luo Huai asked with concern.
Zhong Jiudao changed his shoes very naturally and went into the house. He sat at the table and said, "He woke up this morning. The injury to his eye was not serious. He has some double vision now, but it will heal after a while. But he is still very angry with me and said that he would not let me spend the New Year at home."
He glanced around the room and was relieved to find that there was no evil spirit in the room.
No evil ghost came to Luo Huai.
Luo's father and mother were very afraid that Luo Huai and Zhong Jiudao would talk about old man Zhong. Luo Huai thought they could meet old man Zhong, while Zhong Jiudao thought they couldn't meet old man Zhong. If they were to start talking about this, what should they do
At this time, you must not continue the conversation with them, you must interrupt!
So Father Luo brought a bottle of fine liquor and placed it in front of Zhong Jiudao and said, "You don't need to say anything. You chose to come to my house, which means you trust us. Director Zhong, Luo Huai often mentioned you to us, saying that you are gentle, kind, considerate, safe, and very talented. You are the person he admires most and also our honored guest. Since you are here, I must toast you a glass."
As long as the topic is brought up to wine, no matter whether Zhong Jiudao refuses or drinks next, he can avoid the topic of old man Zhong. It's great! Father Luo praised himself in his heart.
Luo's mother was also quick-witted. She took out a drink cup, poured tons of liquor into the cup, and placed it in front of Zhong Jiudao: "You're welcome."
Zhong Jiu said: "..."
He can't hold his liquor well.
"Dad, Mom!" Luo Huai was anxious, "You can't pour the wine like this, it's too scary."
He quickly handed over a cup of tea and said to Director Zhong, "Drink some hot water first to warm your body. Your hands are cold."
When Zhong Jiudao was fetching water, Luo Huai accidentally touched his fingers and felt that his body was very cold, and said with concern.
"Is it cold?" Father Luo extended his finger and boldly placed it on Zhong Jiudao's neck. After feeling the pulse of Zhong Jiudao's neck, he nodded and blinked at Mother Luo, indicating that it was indeed a living person, not a zombie. Then he said happily, "It's not cold, it's very warm."
Luo Huai: “…”
How can anyone feel cold when you press that? If you feel cold, you will die!
He could only laugh awkwardly and interrupt: "My father is a doctor, this is his professional habit."
"You're a doctor. Your uncle's profession is one of the professions I respect the most. I also want to make a movie about a hospital in the future. I may need your advice then," said Zhong Jiudao.
"You're welcome. If you have any questions, feel free to ask." Father Luo observed Zhong Jiu carefully and said, "Director Zhong, I see you don't look well. Your eyes are blue and you look haggard. Are you feeling unwell?"
Luo Huai looked carefully and found that Director Zhong was indeed not as energetic as before and looked very tired.
"I didn't sleep last night because I was looking for my father." Zhong Jiudao said.
Why did they bring up the matter of their father again? Luo's mother's heart rose to her throat. She picked up a dumpling and stuffed it into Zhong Jiudao's bowl: "You are so tired. Eat a dumpling to replenish your energy."
I hope I can shut their mouths with dumplings.
"You've worked too hard. Eat some New Year's Eve dinner and then have a good sleep." Luo Huai said, "There's room in my room. I'll change your sheets later. You can just sleep there. I'll sleep on the sofa."
Zhong Jiudao said, "How can I let you sleep on the sofa? I'll just sleep on the floor."
"No, it won't be possible to sleep well. How about we sleep together? My bed is 2 meters long and wide, which is a little narrower than the 2.5 meters we slept in before, but it's still big enough." Luo Huai said.
Luo's father and mother: "..."
What do they mean? Have they slept together before
"Okay, you don't have to change the bed sheets. I don't care about this. Who would change the bed sheets on New Year's Eve?" Zhong Jiudao said.
As he spoke, Zhong Jiudao saw that Luo Huai's bowl was full of dumplings. Suddenly, his occupational disease took effect and he took a few dumplings out of Luo Huai's bowl and ate them himself.
"Don't eat too much even during the Chinese New Year. How can you eat so many dumplings so late at night? Pasta is high in carbohydrates and will make you fatter." Zhong Jiudao said seriously.
"Yes." Luo Huai lowered his head feeling a little guilty. He had eaten a lot of delicious food during the time he was home.
Zhong Jiudao noticed that his expression was not right, and observed his face carefully. Luo Huai's head was getting lower and lower, so Zhong Jiudao reached out and supported Luo Huai's chin: "Raise your head and I will pay attention to you."
Luo's father's eyes widened. Did they think their parents were dead? !
Luo Huai looked up timidly. Zhong Jiudao checked him and sighed, "The baby fat has come out, but are the abdominal muscles still there?"
Luo Huai thought for a moment, held up a finger and said, "There is one left."
Zhong Jiu said: "..."
Luo Huai is not fat. In fact, he looks better now than when he was filming "Falling Home". Because he has gained some baby fat, he looks younger.
But this is not suitable for a detective who is nimble and capable and can climb stairs, railings, walls and do anything at any time. Zhong Jiudao was just about to say that he didn't want to eat anymore and go do some indoor fitness exercises when he heard a "pop" sound.
Father Luo looked at them and broke one of the chopsticks in his hand in excitement.
"This... chopsticks are too fragile, I'll go change one." Father Luo took a deep breath and told himself that he couldn't fight. Besides, it was difficult to bring a living person home, so even if he was a little annoying during the relationship, he had to be patient.
Zhong Jiudao realized that he was speaking in front of Luo Huai's parents, and gave Luo Huai a look that said "I'll deal with you after the New Year". He smiled and said, "It's my fault. I shouldn't have talked about business on my day off. You should eat more at the New Year's Eve dinner. Come on, I wish you plenty every year."
After saying that, he picked up a piece of fish with chopsticks and gave it to Luo Huai, saying that eating fish will not make you fat.
Zhong Jiudao finally remembered that he was a guest, and he used his rich experience in celebrating the New Year in a large family to say words of blessing to the two of them, and even toasted them one by one, which made Luo's father and mother look a little better.
After the toast, Zhong Jiu said that it was almost twelve o'clock, so he took out the jade pendant from his arms and put it in Luo Huai's hand: "Your bracelet was broken last night, I am very embarrassed. This jade pendant is for you, remember to wear it on your body."
Luo's father and mother were stunned when they saw the jade pendant. What level of artifact is this? It is an artifact that has been nurtured by at least five generations of heavenly masters and has a history of 150 years. With its warm color, if it is worn on the body, even the evil spirits that have grown flesh and blood as recorded in ancient books would retreat three feet away.
With this jade pendant, Luo Huai can live without worries even if he attracts ghosts again.
Luo's father and mother looked at each other and became more accepting of Zhong Jiudao. With Luo Huai's physical condition, probably only someone like Zhong Jiudao could take good care of him.
"No, why are you giving me jewelry again? I can't accept it!" Luo Huai said.
But there was no way he could refuse Zhong Jiudao. Zhong Jiudao hung the jade pendant on his waist and said forcefully: "Just take it. It's a gift for your zodiac year. Aren't you 24 years old this year?"
"That's true." Luo Huai touched the jade pendant cherishingly. Director Zhong still remembered that this was his zodiac year.
At this time, the host on TV began to count down, and the four of them put down their chopsticks and waited for the New Year.
"3, 2, 1! Happy New Year!" Along with the host's voice, Luo's father's cell phone rang.
"Who is so punctual to wish a happy new year? Is it my student?" Luo's father answered the phone cheerfully, "Hello? Which police station? A body was found? You have the wrong number."
He put down the phone and said, "Who is so good at playing a prank? Telling me on New Year's Day that a body has been found and asking me to go to the police station to give a statement, it's so unlucky."
Zhong Jiu said: "..."
He glanced at his cell phone, which had been turned off automatically because it was out of battery.
He left the police the address of Luo Huai's home. The contact information at the address might be Luo's father's, so the police called Luo's father directly.
Zhong Jiudao said awkwardly: "That... might be for me."