But in short, no matter whether he can fly or not, a mature psychic will not let go of the ghosts at hand.
And this is the first adult male ghost Jiang Xia has encountered. He will go out to rob houses in the future... No, if he goes out to do chivalry, he won't have to use the shells of children and Miyano Akemi every day.
"..." It's just that these wings are a bit difficult to deal with.
When the puppet is generated, I don’t know what it will look like.
…
Seeing that Jiang Xia was distracted, Monk Gui couldn't help but lean out half of his body from behind the hand sanitizer, raised his hand and waved it in front of his eyes.
Jiang Xia came back to her senses and looked at it.
He knew what this ghost wanted to do.
——Xiunian, the youngest monk here, is actually the younger brother of this ghost.
Xiunian originally practiced in other monasteries.
After Zhongnian died, he did not believe that his brother would commit suicide. So half a year ago, Xiunian went to this temple incognito to find out the truth.
Over the past six months, Xiunian worked hard to investigate and finally had a clue about the criminal methods, but could not find out who the murderer was.
However, tonight, the old monk's behavior of walking away was too abnormal.
Xiunian felt something was wrong and planned to go to the master late at night to ask.
The ghost has been following the old abbot. It just saw his younger brother coming suddenly and it felt bad - the old abbot was drunk tonight. According to his habit of bragging after getting drunk, it is very likely that he accidentally revealed the truth and made his younger brother impulsive.
kill.
The ghost then hurriedly came to Jiangxia and tried to ask for help.
Jiang Xia took away the bottle that was standing between the person and the ghost, touched its head kindly, and twitched its wings: "Come and sign a contract with me, I can help you."
…
The night is already very deep.
The old abbot lit a candlestick very stylishly, poured himself a glass of wine, and became very drunk.
Across the small table, Xiu Nian, who had successfully figured out the truth, was staring angrily at him.
Xiunian's mood at this time was very complicated. Angry, sad, sad, and a little bit regretful - if he had asked his master earlier when he was drunk, he wouldn't have had to investigate for half a year...
He didn't know what to say for a moment, and it took him a while to squeeze out a sentence from between his teeth:
"Please surrender yourself."
The old monk didn't know that Xiunian was the younger brother of the deceased. He held the wine cup and laughed:
"There is no evidence, so why did I send myself in? And since that incident, we have become a 'temple infested by foggy tengu', and our reputation has become very famous! It's a pity that it has been in decline recently. If we can do it again,
…”
When the old monk said this, he shook his head regretfully and reached for the wine bottle.
Xiunian glared at him and stretched out her hand to a piece of rope beside her.
He was about to rush forward and strangle the old host by his neck.
But before they could take action, the two of them were stunned at the same time.
——
——There was a strange "crash" sound in the courtyard.
Xiunian and the old host suddenly raised their heads and followed the sound to look at the door leading to the courtyard. Under the illumination of the courtyard lamp, a few broken shadows were projected on the door.
Outside the door, pieces of paper were flying in a mess, gradually gathering together and forming a tall human figure, standing silently outside the door.
Just as a bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, the figure was reflected more clearly.
The old monk stared at the shadow on the paper door, and Jiu Jin was scared away - judging from the silhouette, that "person" actually had a pair of huge wings on his back!
...Is this really a human being?!
The next second, a hand inserted into the gap between the doors and slowly pushed the door open from the outside.
The strong wind rushed in, and the candlestick on the small table flickered on and off. At this time, another bolt of lightning struck, and the dark wings behind the man outside the house suddenly spread out, blocking the way to the courtyard as if it blocked the sky and the sun.
The uninvited guest lowered his head, looked at the frightened old monk, and said softly: "It's actually very simple to bring your income back to its peak - as long as there is one more victim of the 'Fog Dog' here."
In the flickering candlelight, the old monk vaguely saw the eyes of the "fog dog" at the door.
The outline of those eyes resembled that of his apprentice.
——The apprentice who was hanged by him two years ago and framed for "Fog Sky Dog".
The moment their eyes crossed, the voice of "Fog Sky Dog" suddenly became full of malice. It smiled coldly and continued what it just said: "As for the quota of the lucky victim... I think you are very suitable."
The old monk took a breath of cold air and poured it to the top of his head.
He covered his heart and froze for two or three seconds, then suddenly fell down without saying a word.
Jiang Xia: "...?"
This man fell too fast. Could it be that he was pretending to be dead? He still had a complete set of lines and actions that he didn't come up with...
Xiu Nian next to him looked at Wutian Dog and was also shocked.
It took him a few seconds to come to his senses, he grabbed the extinguished lampstand, held it in front of him like a weapon, and asked tremblingly:
"Two years ago, you killed Zhongnian?!"
Thinking back carefully, this foggy dog looks very similar to his brother. Although it is much more handsome than his brother and has hair. But there are still some shadows. Could it be... Could it be that Brother Zhongnian is actually the foggy dog?
eaten?!
Xiunian: "..." No, it doesn't seem right. Just now the old monk clearly admitted that Zhongnian was killed by himself. Zhongnian's body was not lost.
Moreover, there was a big hole in the wall of the solitary room where Zhongnian died two years ago.
From the perspective of the murder method, it was collapsed by the current.
And if we use a theological explanation, it was knocked out by the foggy dog.
But at present, it seems that the foggy dog in front of him does not have the habit of bumping into things - the paper partitions are much easier to bump into than the walls of the confinement room, but just now, the foggy dog still pushed the door in, which is not like the legend
So savage...
I don’t know if the foggy dog’s IQ has evolved and it knows that it’s easier to walk through the door.
Or maybe this is a unique foggy dog that ignores tradition and is good at being lazy.
Speaking of which...Xiu Nian suddenly thought: The foggy dog suddenly appeared here. Could it be that he was dissatisfied with the old monk for using his name to kill people, so he came to visit him?
Thinking of this, Xiunian subconsciously looked at the old monk lying on the ground.
Under the foggy dog's gaze, the old monk's face turned pale, his chest stopped rising and falling, and he gradually stopped breathing.
"!" Xiunian was horrified.
He rolled and crawled farther away from Wutian Dog: "You...you can actually kill people with your thoughts?!"
The murderous aura that had just been brewing in him against the old abbot fell to the ground as if he was frightened.
Jiang Xia: "..."
How could he learn how to touch porcelain at such a young age? It was obviously the old monk who died suddenly.
Jiang Xia glanced at Xiaobai and Miyano Akemi.
The two ghosts understood instantly and ran over to pick up the murderous intent.
