Volume 1 In 2007, I Was Sucked By My Grandmother With Golden Silkworm Gu Chapter 7 An Accident
A force that surprised me emerged from my lower Dantian, and my palms were so hot that even I couldn't bear it.
The female ghost in the shape of a black mist in the center of this seal was glowing with blue light in the night. A sound like a sonic boom sounded out of thin air. The black mist was in a trance and showed signs of dispersing. Just this time.
, the black mist actually separated from Duoduo, and let out a scream of surprise. This scream seemed to ring directly in our hearts, like a dull knife scraping against the glass, making people feel goosebumps all over their bodies.
Strike while the iron is hot, I hold this ball of black air tightly to prevent it from breaking away. The muscles of my arms are tightened, and a steady stream of power surges into my palms, as if out of control. It turns into black.
After the angry female ghost wailed for a while, her voice gradually became lower and lower, and finally became faint, and suddenly disappeared.
It was broken up...
A cool air flowed back to my hands, making the hot and uncomfortable skin feel a little better. I looked at these strange hands in a daze, not knowing what to say. It was so weird, that faceless female ghost,
She is the most powerful and the most difficult female ghost we have seen in the square building. She was caught and exploded by my pair of dragon grasping hands. Is this reasonable? Is this scientific?
Not to mention others, I myself was a little confused and felt that nothing made sense.
I stretched out my hand to pull Duoduo floating in the air. The little girl's face turned pale and she didn't dare to come close to me. She said she was afraid because your hands were so hot. Zamao Xiaodao came over enthusiastically and praised me for being so good.
Yes, yes, it's a blessing in disguise. Although your hands often cause trouble and bring bad luck, they are a first-class weapon for catching ghosts. However, you must be careful and don't play with Duoduo.
When I was excited, I just... If it really happens, I will be the first to peel off your skin and fly a kite for fun!
I asked him why he came here?
The gossip said that he was dancing on the dance floor, surrounded by hot beauties. He was having a great time. He was about to hook up with someone and go to the hotel to have sex, but he met my new tenant Xiaolan. She was
I came here to play with a few friends. I originally wanted to go over with me and have a chat, but I met Agen. Hearing that something was wrong with me, he chased me out. After I came out, there was no trace of me, so he tried his best to predict me.
After a hexagram, great evil and murderous intent emerged, so he followed the "Golden Seal Script and Jade Letter" to inquire about the method of qi, and searched all the way.
Fortunately, fortunately, I finally caught up at the last moment and didn't miss the exciting plot.
After Zamao Xiaodao finished speaking, he pointed at the bearded man lying on the ground and said, "What's going on? Who is this man possessed by a ghost?"
I explained to him the ins and outs of the matter. Zamao Xiaodao kept smacking his lips. It was strange to say that this guy looked so ugly and his mind was so immature. He ran out and didn't want to lurk in the nest.
, to avoid the limelight, and still want to cause trouble for passers-by like us, my brain is really broken. If you have the ability, go to fight with Zhang Weiguo and the others, I even praised him as Niu Boyi!
I asked you why I couldn't get through to you on the phone. It turned out that I was dating a girl. I looked at your expression that afternoon and it was strange. Did you fall in love with Xiaolan?
Zamao Xiaodao did not show his trademark gangster smile and joke with me as before, but shook his head and said in a serious tone: No, that Xiaolan looks very much like an old friend... I asked who it is?
He shook his head and said nothing.
The fat insect picked up the remaining two corpses and flew back triumphantly. When he saw Zamao Xiaodao, he rubbed his face affectionately. Zamao Xiaodao had always been in awe of the Golden Silkworm Gu.
I was afraid that this little thing would come to me. Although I was not happy, I still let the fat bug rub the blood on my face. What this foodie likes to do most is to kill each other with poison, and his favorite food is poison. This
It is a habit that has been engraved in the bones since the day it was born. Unless it is eliminated, it will never be changed.
I looked at the comatose bearded man lying on the ground. This man whose name I still don't know, now it seems, is really a living thunderbolt.
At least Fatty Bug likes guys who give away food for free without asking for anything in return.
We took a breath and went to see the old woman whose body was already incomplete. Looking at the broken body, we were all silent. It could be seen that the old woman had suffered a lot of torture.
, were bitten to death. There are always some people in this world who have lost their humanity, but have power and rights that ordinary people do not have, so they will do some shocking things.
There are too many such things, so I won’t give examples.
When things happened to this point, Zamao Xiaodao and I were no longer able to control it. Looking at the bloody scene, I pulled out Zhao Zhonghua's number in the address book and called him. The person who answered the phone was his wife.
After that, Zhao Zhonghua, who had fallen asleep in the ward, was woken up. I told him what happened today. He said he understood, asked where we were, and asked us to wait. He asked someone to be sent from above.
come over.
We waited in the garbage dump for about half an hour. Two cars came, a black Audi and a padded station wagon. There were seven people in total. The leader looked familiar. When he introduced himself, we found out that his name was Cao Yanjun.
, he once surrounded Xiaodong and Manli who were possessed by ghosts in the basement with two nephews from Zamao Xiaodao. His attitude towards us was obviously much better than that of Huang Pengfei, he was also polite and easy-going, and he said he was upright.
A group of laymen from Guixi Ancient Town in Longhu Mountain have a sinecure job here, barely hanging around.
Meeting such a wonderful person is naturally much better than having two hundred and five like Huang Pengfei. Some people were busy cleaning up the investigation site and detaining the murderer, while Zamao Xiaodao and I told him what happened one by one in the car.
Someone was responsible for recording, and Cao Yanjun did not make things difficult for us. Occasionally he would ask a few questions in a matter-of-fact manner. When it came to how to deal with the bodies of the man and the dog, I suggested that it was best to burn them on the spot and smoke them with quicklime and mugwort.
He also followed the instructions one by one, called two people, and immediately went to purchase the corresponding utensils.
We stood by the car and chatted. Cao Yanjun regretfully told me that there were not many Gu masters like me in the organization. The Central Plains focused on Taoism and worshiping Buddha, and there were many sects and inheritances; while the art of witchcraft and Gu was mostly passed down through generations.
In the hands of ethnic minorities, especially Gu, this thing has been severely cracked down from ancient times to the present. It can only be passed down in the villages of remote ethnic minority mountainous areas. And most of the people who master this method are very good.
They are stubborn, have feelings of being unable to leave their homeland, and are distrustful of outsiders. They are incomprehensible and stubborn. Not many people can join the organization. Although there are some, their abilities are not very high.
It's a pity, it's a pity. If you come, at least you can have a place in the Southern District.
I cupped my fists and said thank you for your kindness. However, I am used to being a promiscuous person. I can't stand being restrained. If someone takes care of me, my whole body will itch, as if I have been poisoned, and I will feel very uncomfortable. Forget it, we are friends anyway. When the time comes,
What's the matter? It's just a greeting. Cao Yanjun patted my shoulder and laughed, saying that you are the one waiting for me. I'm afraid of getting sick or suffering from disaster, so there is always a time when I ask for help. I beg you.
You, you begged me, and the relationship was sealed. After saying this, we left each other’s contact information.
Zamao Xiaodao's cell phone suddenly rang. He picked it up and was stunned when he looked at the number. After he answered the call, he said a few words in a hurry and his expression changed drastically.
He walked aside, muttered for a few minutes, then hurried back and asked Cao Yanjun if he could leave. Cao Yanjun wanted to be friends with us, so he naturally agreed, and basically nothing happened. Then, Zamao
Xiaodao pulled me aside and told me that he was going home. Seeing that he looked a little panicked, I hurriedly asked what was going on? Zamao Xiaodao sighed and said that something had happened to his third uncle Xiao Yingwu, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead now.
He and Lord Tiger Cat went back.
I'm curious, what's going on?
Zamao Xiaodao's brows twitched, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Do you still remember that at the end of February this year, when we were in the cave in Shennongjia, didn't the third uncle say not to take anything inside? I said yes, I remember. There was something in it."
This thing is so sinister, it gives people a gloomy, heavy feeling in their hearts. If you take it out, wouldn't it just bring trouble? You and I all think so, but some people don't think so. It's an antique.
Maybe things that are thousands of years old can be sold for a good price?
There was a thought in my mind, it was Zhou Lin?
Zamao Xiaodao nodded and said that it was Zhou Lin who secretly took an old black bat jade pendant and kept it with him. No one knew about this. After Zhou Lin returned to Jurong, he said he wanted to return it.
He went home for more than five months to do some personal business. When he returned, his third uncle saw a black aura lingering on his body and asked him what was going on? He also replied that he had bumped into him at home.
The third uncle didn't take it seriously, so he made a talisman for him and told him to put it away and recite it day and night.
Everything was fine at first, but who would have thought that this beast would try to kill the master and seize his soul at noon today while the third uncle was taking a nap.
The third uncle was not wary of this beast, and immediately got angry. Fortunately, Jiang Bao saw it and called everyone, so Zhou Lin's beast ran away in panic and disappeared. But on top of the third uncle's head, there was actually a
Thirteen silver needles were densely inserted, which penetrated directly into the brain and locked the soul.
My heart skipped a beat and I asked, what should I do?
Zamao Xiaodao said that there is no need to talk so much now. Even his grandfather was helpless about this matter and did not dare to move at all. He could only think of the tiger cat and wondered if it had any ideas. Therefore, he had to bring the tiger skin with him.
Master Mao returned to Jurong to see his third uncle before making a decision. I asked if I wanted to go, but Zamao Xiaodao said no, it wouldn't be of any use if you go, you're just in a hurry.
We stopped talking in depth at that moment, borrowed a car from Cao Yanjun, went to pick up the tiger cat who was sleeping in at home, and then transferred to my car to take Zamao Xiaodao and the tiger cat to Baiyun Airport in Nanfang City.
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