The female nurse was stunned.
She stared blankly at Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan for a few seconds before her alert and panic expression relaxed a little.
The nurse let go of the infusion stand, staggered and took a step back. At the same time, she looked around in panic and asked:
"I heard gunshots, what happened?"
"A group of gunmen broke into the house."
Beiquan replied:
"They killed the housekeeper and also captured Mr. Lawyer."
Before discovering the nurse's doubts, Beiquan will acquiesce the other party as the good camp, so he will not deliberately hide more, because only in this way will the smear-eyed nurse not encounter unnecessary danger due to unclear situation .
Sure enough, when she heard the identity attribution of "gangster with a gun", the female nurse's eyes widened, her expression horrified, and her body trembled involuntarily.
Beiquan has been paying attention to the female nurse's expression.
This sister is a Caucasian with green eyes and a very light iris, so the sudden change in pupil constriction is easy to observe. In addition, her face is pale and her fingers are trembling. These are all instincts that occur when the spirit is high. reaction.
The nurse's panic didn't seem like a fake, Beiquan felt that she was definitely not Daniel's accomplice 99% of the time.
"Guns with guns?"
The female nurse took a step back in fear, and instinctively pressed her hand against the door panel, as if she wanted to close the door:
"What are those people trying to break in? What's the purpose? Where are the people now?"
After a pause, she asked again:
"Also, still, did you call the police? Did you call the police?"
Beiquan already had a calculation in his heart, but he still explained the situation clearly.
"The number and purpose of the other party is unclear, but there must be more than one person, and each intruder was armed with a gun."
He paused, then added:
"They have installed signal jamming devices around this mansion, and the mobile phone can't be used. We also tried to make a landline phone call, but it didn't get through."
The nurse's face paled even more.
"Ah, you're right!"
She looked back at the master bedroom, and there was also a phone on the low cabinet against the wall.
"When I heard the gunshots, I tried to use that phone to contact the outside world, but I couldn't get through."
The nurse's lips quivered, she was sure that before that, the fixed line could get through:
"So, even the phone line was cut off?"
Beiquan nodded, "It seems that this is the case now."
"Then what should we do?"
There was a faint cry in the nurse's voice:
"We'll be killed if we go on like this, won't we?"
Beiquan smiled slightly:
"don’t worry."
In the eyes of people other than Wei Fuyuan, Beiquan is now wearing the appearance of Dai Boqian, and in terms of his level of beauty, of course, it cannot be compared with his original appearance.
But Beiquan deliberately brought out the gentle and magnetic voice that is usually used when supporting the show, with a natural soothing magic, "We will find a way to go out and ask for help."
He said to the nurse:
"And you'd better find a safe and hidden place to hide until the police arrive."
Regarding Beiquan's proposal, the nurse showed a little bit of heart, but she was still very hesitant because of her responsibilities.
She looked back at Chen Dafa lying on the hospital bed.
"But... what should Mr. Chen do?"
Beiquan smiled.
She didn't answer the nurse's question, but suddenly shot without warning, slicing the side of the opponent's neck with a palm.
The poor girl lost consciousness without even humming, her knees went weak, and she fell forward like a broken puppet.
Before the other party fell to the ground, Beiquan reached out and grabbed her.
Wei Fuyuan: "What are you doing?"
He was puzzled by his boss's sudden move to bring down the female nurse.
"It's inconvenient for her to see what we're going to do later."
As Beiquan explained, he motioned for Wei Fuyuan to pick up the fainted nurse.
"And we don't have the energy to protect her all the way now, but if we don't care at all and let her run around, it's easy to run into danger."
Beiquan opened a door next to the master bedroom and waved to Wei Fuyuan, signaling him to carry the person in.
It was an empty bedroom.
The room is not big, and you can see it at a glance when you stand at the door. There is a two-meter-wide double bed on the left side against the wall.
Beiquan tucked the female nurse under the bed, then knocked down a cabinet against the wall, and shoved it under the bed.
Wei Fuyuan: "!!"
He immediately understood the meaning of Beiquan's actions.
Looking from the door, the space under the bed was clear at a glance. Even if someone was hiding under the bed, it was easy to be detected.
But now, after Beiquan's ingenious "processing", a high-footed bed with a hollow bottom has suddenly become a cabinet bed with storage space. No one would have thought that there is still a person hidden in the space behind the cabinet.
"If this sister is smart enough, she'll know she should stay there until the police come to her."
Beiquan patted Wei Fuyuan on the shoulder and said to him:
"Okay, now let's meet Chen Dafa."
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After placing the female nurse, Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan returned to the master bedroom and locked the door.
On the hospital bed, Chen Dafa's eyes were closed, and he was still awake.
"We don't have much time."
Beiquan said to Wei Fuyuan:
"I need you to help me 'look at' Chen Dafa's memory, you know?"
Wei Fuyuan naturally knew what Beiquan meant.
He nodded vigorously with a solemn expression.
Because of the urgency of time, Wei Fuyuan did not ask Beiquan not to pat him on the head this time.
So Beiquan slapped Wei Fuyuan on the back of the head.
At the same time that the long-lost dizziness hit, Wei Fuyuan was grabbed by the collar of his back shirt by Beiquan, and flew towards the withered old man lying on the hospital bed.
Wei Fuyuan felt like he was plunged into a ball of cold glue.
But before he could get used to the strange feeling, he heard an urgent and rapid gasp.
It was his voice "himself".
In front of him, an old man was lying on his back.
From the outside, he looked like he was about sixty or seventy years old. He was wearing a loose moon-white Tang suit with two fronts.
At this moment, the unfamiliar thin old man had a wound on his forehead, and blood was gurgling out.
The murder weapon was held by "Wei Fuyuan" himself - it was a forearm-length brass and gold-plated Guanyin statue.
The old man whose forehead was opened widened a pair of surprisingly large eyes, staring at "Wei Fuyuan".
"you you-"
There was a loud noise in his throat, his expression was resentful, and he seemed to be trying his best to speak, but the actual volume was very weak:
"You, you... traitor!"
"Haha, hahahaha!"
Wei Fuyuan laughed out loud when he heard "self":
"What right do you have to say about me!? What right do you have to blame me!?"
Just by hearing the voice, Wei Fuyuan could tell that the Chen Dafa he was empathizing with should be still very young, at most in his twenties.
"You're a beast who doesn't even spare his wife and son, you call me a traitor!?"
After finishing speaking, Chen Dafa lifted the brass and gold-plated Guanyin statue in his hand again, and slammed it towards the old man's head twice.
Wei Fuyuan only felt goosebumps all over his body.
If he could, he didn't want to experience what a murderer saw and felt when he committed a murder, because it was so disgusting.
The old man opened his eyes with a pair of dead eyes, and there was no more sound.
"hahahahahahahahaha!!"
When Chen Dafa was young, his whole body was trembling, but his emotions were very excited. Wei Fuyuan could feel it, and it was not just because he had just killed a person.
"It's mine!"
He clenched the murder weapon that had just killed a person - the brass and gold-plated Guanyin statue, ignoring the blood on it, shoved it into his arms suddenly, and ran out of the room like a madman.
"It's mine! It's mine!!"
Wei Fuyuan heard himself repeating this sentence over and over again.
"Fu Guanyin is mine!!"
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Originally, Wei Fuyuan thought that the empathy was over, but his vision was only dark for a few seconds, and then it lit up again.
This time, he found himself in a dimly lit room with the smell of incense sticking around his nose.
Borrowing Chen Dafa's eyes, Wei Fuyuan noticed that there were two people in the room.
Opposite him was a middle-aged man with a shaved head and a cassock, who seemed to be a monk, while beside him was a young man wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses who kept wiping his sweat with a handkerchief, his expression very nervous.
"please!"
Wei Fuyuan heard "self" say this, and at the same time pushed a stuffed envelope in front of the monk:
"Master, please help me!"
Chen Dafa's voice sounded extremely old and weak, and the palm of his hand on the envelope was also shriveled and gray, obviously he was old.
At this moment, the black glasses sitting next to Chen Dafa nervously translated his words into another language.
Of course Wei Fuyuan couldn't understand it, but after careful consideration, he thought it should be Siamese.
After the master listened to the translation, he snorted inexplicably and accepted the envelope, which was regarded as accepting Chen Dafa's entrustment.
He murmured to the translator a long line of words.
The man with black-rimmed glasses carefully and carefully translated the words of the master to Chen Dafa.
Wei Fuyuan, who was on the sidelines, quickly understood the whole story.
Chen Dafa, who joined the gang in his early years, got the brass and gold-plated Guanyin statue from his boss, and knew how to use the bottle of Buddha statue - as long as you make a wish to him, you can be promoted and rich, prolong your life, and enjoy the glory and wealth of the world. .
But Fu Guanyin will run away, but if he is not careful, he will lose his trace inexplicably.
Therefore, in order to lock up this Almighty God of Blessing, he must build a room without doors and windows in his own house, so that he cannot find a way out.
Moreover, Fu Guanyin likes to be clean. If you want to ensure that He cannot leave, it is best to mix black dog blood and incense ash in the cement of the wall. In this way, Fu Guanyin will be reluctant to approach because the wall is too dirty, and it will be even more troublesome. went.
Chen Dafa did of course.
He smuggled into Citiland with the brass and gilded statue of Guanyin, rented a small house in the local suburbs, and secretly built a sealed room with a special cement-paste wall to "close" the Fu Guanyin inside.
Chapter 76 Windfall
During the conversation, Chen Dafa did not reveal to the Siamese monk the exact location where he hid the brass and gold-plated Guanyin statue.
But he told the other party that even after collecting the Avalokitesvara, he felt very uneasy.
Including Chen Dafa himself, the people who lived in that house occasionally saw strange figures wandering around the house, but no matter whether they tried to find them or shouted, they would never find the true nature of the shadow. body.
Others don't know, but Chen Dafa is very clear that the looming figure is probably the Fu Guanyin who was locked up by him.
Chen Dafa was afraid that Fu Guanyin, who would make him rich and prosperous, ran away, so after he made money, he bought the small house in the suburbs and the large wasteland around it, and then began to rebuild the house.
Centering on the room with the brass-gilded Guanyin statue as the center, he expanded the villa year after year, and every new room was built with cement.
Rao is like this, Chen Dafa still feels unsafe.
He built the house into a labyrinth, with winding corridors and often unreasonable placement of doors and windows.
Gradually, the rumors of the mysterious figure walking in the house became less and less, and until the last ten years or so, no one has seen "He" for a long time.
When Chen Dafa said this, the Siamese monk sitting opposite him raised his hand and made a "pause" gesture towards him.
Chen Dafa and the translator quickly shut up.
The eminent monk murmured two words.
The translator glanced at Chen Dafa cautiously, "Master said... Fu Guanyin should be more than what you said?"
He pondered the words hesitantly, "That is, do you still need some... er, special offerings?"
Wei Fuyuan, who shared the same feeling with Chen Dafa, clearly felt that this person's heartbeat suddenly accelerated.
Obviously the other party is guilty.
Chen Dafa swallowed hard, "Indeed... indeed..."
After hesitating again and again, he decided to confess to the Siamese monk who was the only one who could save his life.
"Since I worshiped the Avalokitesvara in my own home, my relatives started to have accidents one by one..."
When it comes to relatives who have died early, especially his wife and biological son, Chen Daba is obviously still a little sad.
"It was my uncle's family at first, then my eldest son, then my wife and younger son..."
Chen Dafa's voice brought out a faint choking.
"I don't know if this is the so-called offering, but every time I face an unpredictable investment or a difficult level, someone around me will die, and... everything later proved that my choice was correct… "
Although Chen Dafa tried his best to talk about his experience of making a fortune as light as possible, the translator beside him was already in a cold sweat and couldn't sit still.
He resisted the fear and translated Chen Dafa's words to the monk.
And Wei Fuyuan knew what it was like to translate this expression.
In addition to being secretly shocked by Chen Dafa's cruelty towards his relatives, the two of them obviously thought of the same question.
That is why Chen Dafa adopted so many children.
However, the translator is a person, and naturally he will not add fuel to the embarrassment and say something the employer didn't say at this time, so he just relayed Chen Dafa's explanation honestly.
After the monk listened, he nodded:
"So, Mr. Chen, what's your predicament now?"
Chen Dafa coughed for a while before answering:
"I... Lung cancer was diagnosed last month... "
"The doctor said that I have missed the time for the operation, and I only have three months left to live at most..."
After listening to the translation of Chen Dafa's words, the monk stared at him for a long time with eyes full of scrutiny.
After about three seconds, the eminent monk of Siam lightly curled the corners of his lips.
"Understood."
He said in Siamese:
"You want to know, is there a way to rely on Fu Guanyin to save your life, right?"
Chen Dafa did not expect that the master, who is said to be powerful in mana, would say what he was thinking so easily. He was surprised and happy, his face turned from white to red, and he wanted to speak, but he coughed violently because he was too nervous.
"Cough, cough, cough!"
Chen Dafa wiped away the bloody phlegm with a handkerchief, and nodded again and again:
"Yes Yes!"
He opened his eyes wide and said eagerly:
"I've heard, heard--Fu Guanyin not only seeks wealth, but also seeks health and longevity, so, can you-can you-"
He seemed to have guessed what he was thinking, but this time the master suddenly laughed before the translator could speak.
"Ha ha."
The Siamese monk touched the thick envelope in his arms:
"I do have a way to help you seek better health from Fu Guanyin."
He made a gesture of money, "But one, you have to pay me enough."
After speaking, the corners of the monk's lips evoked an arc:
"Secondly, you have to think carefully about whether there are any relatives who can be regarded as 'enshrined'..."
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"...Xiaowei, Xiaowei!"
Beiquan patted Wei Fuyuan's face and woke him up from his coma.
Wei Fuyuan opened his eyes, and seemed to be still immersed in the sympathy with Chen Dafa, his expression was very dazed.
"North Spring..."
He pursed his lips twice and pressed his aching forehead: "Wait, I haven't finished it yet..."
"We don't have much time, and you've been with Chen Dafa long enough."
Beiquan touched the head of Wei Fuyuan, who was sleeping on his lap: "No matter how much you see, I can't let you sleep anymore."
Wei Fuyuan felt that Beiquan's rubbing of his hair was very much like a dog.
He rolled over and got up, "I probably understand what happened to Chen Dafa—"
Just when Wei Fuyuan was about to retell what he had seen and heard to Beiquan, the walkie-talkie they got from the bandits suddenly rang.
"Hey!"
Inside came the voice of a strange man:
"Robin, can you hear me?"
Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan looked at each other.
"can hear."
Beiquan pressed the call button and answered.
Wei Fuyuan widened his eyes in surprise.
Beiquan's voice was completely different from usual.
His originally soft and magnetic voice became rough and hoarse when he opened his mouth, and with a slightly faster American English, he sounded like a full-fledged Citiland bastard.
When the man met Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan just now, he shot without a word of nonsense. Except for two screams, the two never heard each other's voice from beginning to end.
But even with just two screams, Beiquan was still able to imitate the opponent's voice into a six-image, and the remaining four points, after the current interference of the walkie-talkie, even if it was slightly different, the person on the opposite side had no doubts.
"I can't get in touch with the boss. I'm worried if something happened to him!"
The man on the other end of the walkie-talkie said anxiously:
"How is your situation?"
Beiquan frowned deeply.
"I'm on my way to the master bedroom."
He replied in a Robin-like voice:
"What should I do now?"
The man on the other end of the walkie-talkie spat, "If something happens to the boss, the police will definitely find us!"
He answered anxiously:
"As I said, find the safe, get some valuables, and run away!"
Footsteps could be heard faintly on the other end of the phone.
"I'm also going to the master bedroom now, and I'll withdraw after I get something!"
The other side paused for a few seconds:
"If you arrive first, you will immediately ask Chen's safe deposit box's location and password, do you know?"
The walkie-talkie hangs up.
"It came just fine."
Beiquan smiled at Wei Fuyuan:
"To save us the trouble of finding him."
Wei Fuyuan knew what Beiquan was capable of, so he was naturally not afraid of those murderers with guns.
So the two gently closed the door, then hid on both sides of the door, waiting for the second gangster to come to the door.
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Just as Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan were on the second floor waiting for the rabbit, Yamamoto Akihiko on the first floor was also heading to the second floor.
His target is also the master bedroom where Chen Dafa is.
But unlike Daniel, Yamamoto Akihiko didn't care about the mere $4 billion legacy.
What he wanted was always the "God" that Chen Dafa had worked so hard to imprison.
Yamamoto Akihiko's life experience is actually very similar to Dai Boqian, who was falsely used by Beiquan.
He is a second-generation Japanese born in Citiland, but his father died in an accident before his one-year-old, and his mother raised him alone until he was four years old. He also died of a sudden brain hemorrhage due to overwork.
The lonely Yamamoto Akihiko was sent to an orphanage and fostered by a welfare institution in Chen Dafa's home.
However, until he was found by his grandfather, Yamamoto Akihiko did not know that his father was actually born in a famous Onmyoji family in Dongying, and his grandfather was a famous Onmyoji who served the imperial family of Dongying.
Yamamoto Akihiko's grandfather found his youngest grandson, who had been displaced overseas for many years, when the child was ten years old, and took him away from Chen Dafa's home to return to Dongying, where he recognized his ancestors and returned to his ancestors.
In the family, Yamamoto Akihiko learned a lot of yin-yang metaphysics.
He is very talented, and his ability to comprehend spells far exceeds that of his peers.
Although he started a little late, Akihiko Yamamoto has become a leader among his peers by virtue of his intelligence and hard work.
However, the more he knew, the more Akihiko Yamamoto wondered about the "strange" experiences he had when he was fostered in Chen Dafa's home.
Akihiko Yamamoto, who is very inspired and has yin and yang eyes since childhood, has seen "Fu Guanyin" wandering in the mansion several times.
At that time, Akihiko Yamamoto didn't know what it was, but the super inspiration told him that the power of the figure was very powerful, and it was definitely not a simple ghost or a ghost.
Later, when he was studying magic, he accidentally found a record about the "prisoner" in an ancient Chinese book, and then contacted his brothers who died suddenly due to various accidents or diseases, Yamamoto Akihiko Only then did he finally understand what his adoptive father was hiding at home.
The author has something to say: woo woo woo, I feel like I will catch a cold every time it cools down in winter, and this year I am also recruited _(:з"∠)_
I'm really sorry for taking a day off, I'm sorry!