When I saw the shadow, I actually suddenly felt nervous. The more secretive a ghost is in front of us, the more serious it will be when it attacks people. Just like a turtle, it is usually docile, but
Once it bites someone, it won't let go.
Hu Zongren's right hand still held the thunder talisman, and his left hand reached into his bag in a very awkward posture, grabbed some rice, then took a deep breath, ducked into the house, and then raised the handful of rice into the air, and then
I raised the thunder talisman and prepared to shoot wherever I saw something was wrong. I also followed into the house. The light in the bedroom was not very bright because it had just been turned on. As I heard a sound in my ears, there was a sound of rice grains falling on the bed and the ground.
There was a slight noise, but I saw that there was nothing in this bedroom.
I pulled Hu Zongren to my side and asked him to stand with me, while I looked at the compass. The pointer on the compass moved very fast and evenly. The fast speed indicated the power of the ghost, and the uniform speed indicated that the ghost was powerful.
It probably hasn't realized that Hu Zongren and I are here to catch it, and it's not very afraid. In other words, it doesn't even pay attention to us at all.
Hu Zongren whispered in my ear, please check the bedside first. After all, the wardrobe is a covered part. We will get there last. I nodded and tiptoed towards the bedside. This room is very suitable for the bedroom.
In terms of size, it is still very large. It can be seen that Mr. Du is a person who pays great attention to the quality of life, because in addition to the bed and wardrobe, there is also a TV set with audio system in his bedroom. There is no computer, which shows that he does not
They are willing to surf the Internet in their own bedrooms. Generally speaking, successful people often have this style. Compared to me, I look a lot more stupid because my computer is not far from my bed.
Sometimes I even take the computer to the bed to play because I don’t want to get up.
After walking to the head of the bed, I put the compass close to the wooden bedside railing, but I only found a short area of movement on it. I mean the kind that rotates very obviously when I get close.
Judging from that area, it should be the place where Mr. Du usually hears the sound of nails scratching the wooden board while sleeping. So I drew a sign on the bedside, because even though we can't see the ghost with our eyes at the moment, it doesn't mean that it is.
Doesn't exist. If the compass changes after drawing the fu, it means that it is around us at the moment and is affected by the fu. As a person without yin and yang eyes, I can only rely on this method of elimination.
To test the existence of ghosts around me. But after I finished drawing, the compass never changed. So I said to Hu Zongren, that guy hid in the closet, I’m sure!
So Hu Zongren tentatively walked sideways to the closet, then opened the closet door with a roar, and then a thunder talisman was photographed.
At this time, there was a crackling sound in my ears. The sound was not too loud. It was similar to the sound of sparks caused by poor contact when we plug the plug into the socket, but it was louder than that sound.
The sound was slightly louder, at least I could hear it from a distance of about two meters. After the sound appeared, there was a muffled groan from Hu Zongren, and then his whole body was like a thrown sandbag, flying around and hitting him.
When we reached the wall, the window began to shake due to the impact. I quickly helped Hu Zongren up and ran away from the bedroom door. As I ran away, I shouted loudly, "Zhao Jing, come and help!"
When I walked to the door, I felt that Hu Zongren's body suddenly became heavier. I looked down at Hu Zongren's expression. He looked in pain and seemed to have trouble breathing. Although Hu Zongren was bigger, I would never be able to carry him.
He couldn't move, so I took advantage of the situation to see Hu Zongren's feet, and found that Hu Zongren's feet were there in the part blocked by the side of the wardrobe, and his right foot was being held by a hand that had always been pale and bony.
The fingers on that hand were long and slender, and the nails were black and white. I knew it was the ghost. But I still couldn’t see its appearance. At this moment, Hu Zongren’s upper body was already outside the door, but his lower body was covered by this ghost.
Despite the tugging of ghostly hands, it could not be pulled away.
Zhao Jing rushed up quickly. When she saw this, she immediately helped me to pull Hu Zongren out. However, after trying many times, the ghost hand was holding tightly, but it could not pull Hu Zongren toward the door.
She dragged it in the direction, just like in a tug-of-war, using Hu Zongren as the tug-of-war rope to compete with us. So Zhao Jing did not continue to pull, but rushed to Hu Zongren's feet, looking at me so that I couldn't see
After being stunned for a few seconds, he made a gesture of swatting a fly, folded his hands vertically, and hit the ghost hand holding Hu Zongren's foot.
I only remember hearing a scream, which was a bit like the sound made when wind pours in through a small gap. Then blue sparks flashed from the ghost's hand as if it was electrocuted, and then it let go.
At this time, I pulled Hu Zongren out of the door, and Zhao Jing also stepped back. After waiting for Zhao Jing to come out, I quickly re-nailed the rope-head nails that were broken by dragging Hu Zongren.
Okay, I continued to pull Hu Zongren towards the bottom of the stairs. At this moment, the scream that lasted for a long time suddenly stopped.
This made me inexplicably nervous, so I held the grave soil in one hand, pinched the red rope in the other, and looked at the bedroom door. After the shouting paused for a few seconds, the bedroom door suddenly clanged loudly and was closed from the inside.
I didn't have time to think too much, so I and Zhao Jing hurriedly carried Hu Zongren downstairs. During this period, Hu Zongren's head accidentally hit the stairs a few times, and he groaned. I didn't know whether it was a pleasure or a pain.
After we went downstairs, Mr. Du looked at us in horror and asked what happened. I said Master Hu had been tricked. Mr. Du asked, is there anything wrong with him and will he die?
I rolled my eyes at Mr. Du and said, "I can't die, but I need to give him first aid. A scourge like him will usually live for thousands of years." Mr. Du didn't say anything, but backed away repeatedly, and then ran to the door of the house.
He grabbed the car keys and said to us, "Just stay busy here, I'll buy you some water!" Before I could answer, he closed the door and ran away. He just wanted to buy some shit. If you're afraid, just say so, and he didn't.
People laugh at you.
Hu Zongren started to roll his eyes a little, and seemed to be having trouble breathing. I noticed that there was another coin-sized bruise on his neck, which was about the same size as the one Fu Yunni left on him at first, but the color was darker.
A lot. When I took a closer look, I discovered that the newly added bruise was actually broken, with some burn marks on it. I could still faintly smell a burning smell. So I wondered if it was Hu Zongren just now.
That thunder talisman captured something that shouldn't have been photographed again. Mr. Du said that there are stainless steel rods in their wardrobe for hanging clothes. Could this idiot have hit a metal rod? Metal is also conductive.
Ah. But soon I felt that it was impossible, because Hu Zongren’s current wound was just this one. Seeing that Hu Zongren was getting more and more difficult to breathe, I was a little anxious, so I started to put my hands together in half-clenched fists, and put all my strength into it.
I pressed the position between Hu Zongren's chest and stomach. This was the first aid method taught by his teacher when he was a child. However, Hu Zongren still didn't get better after trying many times, so I slapped him several times in an attempt to wake him up.
At this time, Zhao Jing actually pushed me to the side, and I suddenly sat on the ground. Zhao Jing straddled Hu Zongren's belly in a motorcycle riding posture, and then blew her mouth to mouth.
gas.
In medicine, this technique is called artificial respiration. It is used to help people who have temporarily lost their ability to breathe spontaneously due to various reasons. In my mind, there is actually not much difference between artificial respiration and kissing, so I
I have been a layman for so many years. I originally thought about giving artificial respiration to Hu Zongren during the first aid, but I felt that I could not overcome this obstacle in my heart, especially when the target was Hu Zongren. Zhao Jing was so artificial
After taking a few breaths, she started to slap Hu Zongren in the face like me. After slapping, she continued artificial respiration. After a short while, Hu Zongren suddenly coughed a few times, and then groaned. Since he started coughing
, that means it’s ready.
Zhao Jing put her hands on her hips and breathed a sigh of relief. I asked Hu Zongren if you felt better. Hu Zongren cursed, "Damn, why am I so unlucky?" Then he quickly noticed that Zhao Jing was riding on him.
So he asked Zhao Jing, "What are you doing on me? Do you want to humiliate me?" After saying that, he grabbed Zhao Jing's butt with both hands.
With a clear and loud slap in the face and Zhao Jing's scream, Zhao Jing stood up from Hu Zongren and kicked Hu Zongren in the stomach. Then Zhao Jing sat on the sofa aside, blushing.
Must be like an apple.
I pulled Hu Zongren up from the ground, then helped him sit up, and asked him what happened just now. Hu Zongren said that he didn't know much, but he just remembered that after opening the closet door, he took the thunder symbol without thinking much.
I seemed to have been electrocuted by something, and then I had no memory. I asked him if he had hit some metal. Hu Zongren said that was absolutely not the case. He definitely hit the ghost solidly at that moment.
Because I also saw the electric sparks exploding on it, but the time was too short and I didn't see the guy at all, but I was sure that I hit it. I said, so you mean, you were ejected later
, was it caused by that ghost attacking you? Hu Zongren said, otherwise, what else can you do? Do you think I, Old Hu, can't help but beat me?
At this time, Zhao Jing, who was sitting on the side, suddenly said, I saw it. Hu Zongren said what did you see? Zhao Jing said, when I came in to save you, I saw the ghost.