Chapter 74: It has nothing to do with me, ask for a monthly pass-(￢￢)σ
Chapter 74 I have nothing to do with me asking for a monthly pass-(￢￢)σ
However, no matter whether he can fly or not, Jiang Xia will never let go of the ghost at hand.
And this is the first adult male ghost he has encountered, and he will go out to fight and rob houses in the future... ah no, if you go to the chivalrous and righteous, you don't have to take the shells of children and Miyano Akemi every day.
It's just that these wings are a bit difficult to handle, and when you generate a puppet, you don't know what it will look like.
The monk ghost saw Jiang Xia distracted, leaned out half of his body from behind the hand sanitizer bottle, raised his hand and shook it in front of his eyes.
Jiang Xia looked at it, he knew what this ghost wanted to do.
——The youngest monk here, Xiunian, is actually this ghost's younger brother. Xiunian didn't believe that his brother would commit suicide, so he went to this temple incognito half a year ago to find out the truth.
For half a year, Xiunian worked hard to investigate, and finally got an idea of the criminal method, but could not find out who the murderer was.
Tonight, however, the behavior of the old monk walking away was too abnormal. Xiu Nian realized that something was wrong and planned to ask Master late at night.
The ghost saw that his younger brother suddenly came, and he felt bad—the old abbot was drunk tonight, and according to his tendency to brag after drinking too much, he may have accidentally revealed the truth, causing his younger brother to impulsively kill.
The ghost ran to Jiangxia in a hurry, trying to ask for help.
Jiang Xia took off the bottle that was between the person and the ghost, kindly touched its head, and tugged his wings: "Come and sign a contract with me, I can help you."
…
The night was already deep.
The old abbot lit a candlestick very forcefully, poured himself a drink, and was very drunk.
Across the small table, Xiu Nian, who had successfully figured out the truth, stared at him angrily.
Xiunen's mood at this time is very complicated. Anger, sadness, sadness, and a little bit of regret -- if Master had asked this question earlier when he was drunk, he wouldn't have to work hard to investigate for half a year...
Xiunian didn't know what to say for a while, and after a long while, he squeezed out a sentence: "Please turn yourself in."
The old monk didn't know that Xiunian had a grudge against him, so he held the wine cup and laughed: "I don't have any evidence, why would I send myself in. And since that incident, we have become a 'foggy dog infested'. The temple' has become famous! It's a pity that it has been in decline recently, if I can do it again..."
The old monk said this, shook his head regretfully, and stretched his hand to the jug.
Xiunian glared at him, reaching for a piece of rope beside him.
In the next second, the two of them were stunned at the same time.
——There was a strange noise in the courtyard. The two of them suddenly looked at the door leading to the courtyard. They saw that under the illumination of the courtyard lamp, a few broken shadows were projected on the door.
Outside the door, the pieces of paper were flying in a mess, gradually gathered together, and piled up into a strange human shape.
Coincidentally, a lightning flashed across the sky, and the figure was reflected more clearly. The old monk stared at the shadow on the sliding door, and Jiujin was half scared. From the silhouette, the "person" was actually carrying a pair of people behind his back. huge wings!
The old monk was stunned for a while, and rubbed his eyes vigorously, suspecting that he had read it wrong. Maybe it's just a strange-looking tree outside...
But soon, a hand inserted into the gap of the partition door and slowly pushed the door open.
A strong wind rushed in, and the candlesticks on the small table flickered. At this moment, another flash of lightning fell, and the dark wings behind the person slammed open, covering the gate leading to the courtyard.
The uninvited guest looked at the terrified old monk and said softly, "It's actually very simple to get your income back to the peak - as long as there is one more victim of the 'Wusten Dog' here."
In the flickering candlelight, the old monk could vaguely see the eyes of the "Wustengou" at the door. The outline of those eyes was very similar to his apprentice - the apprentice who was hanged by him two years ago and framed for the misty dog.
At the moment when his eyes crossed, the old monk heard the voice of "Fog Tengu" suddenly full of malice, he smiled coldly, and then said just now: "I think you are very suitable."
The old monk poured a cool breath to the top of his head.
He covered his heart for two or three seconds, and then fell silently.
Jiang Xia: "...?"
This man fell too fast, could it be that he was pretending to be dead? He still has a complete set of lines and actions that he hasn't brought out yet...
next to Xiunen was also stunned.
It took him a few seconds to regain his senses. He grabbed the lampstand that had been extinguished, held it in front of him like a weapon, and asked tremblingly, "Two years ago, you killed Zhongnian?!"
Thinking about it carefully, this foggy tengu looks a lot like his brother. Although he is much more handsome than his brother and has hair, he can still see some shadows. Could it be that Brother Zhongnian was actually eaten by Wutiangou? !
...Eh, it doesn't seem right, the old monk clearly admitted that Zhongnian killed him just now. Zhongnian's body was not lost.
And two years ago, in the confinement room where Zhongnian died, there was a big hole in the wall. From the perspective of killing methods, it was swept away by the current, but if it was explained theologically, it was smashed out by the foggy dog.
But at present, the foggy dog in front of me doesn't seem to have the habit of hitting things - paper partitions are much easier to hit than the walls of the confinement room, but just now, the foggy dog still pushed the door in, not like the legend so savage...
I don’t know if it’s Wutiangou’s IQ has evolved, knowing that it’s more convenient to walk through the door, or it’s a relatively unique Wutiangou that ignores tradition and is good at being lazy.
The foggy tengu suddenly appeared here. Is it because he was dissatisfied that the old monk borrowed its name to kill people, so he came to the door?
Thinking of this, Xiunian subconsciously looked at the old monk who fell to the ground.
Under the gaze of Wutiangu, the old monk's face was pale, his chest stopped heaving, and he gradually lost his breath.
Xiu Nian was horrified.
He rolled and crawled a little further away from the Wutiangu: "You...you can kill people with your mind?!"
The murderous aura that had just brewed in him also fell to the ground as if frightened.
Jiang Xia: "..."
How can you learn to touch porcelain at such a young age? Obviously, the old monk died suddenly.
Jiang Xia glanced at Xiaobai and Miyano Akemi, the two ghosts understood in seconds, and ran over to pick up the murderous aura.
(end of this chapter)