Chapter one hundred and seventy fourth stick mallet
People on the train are not necessarily all people from the polling bureau. I pointed to the front of the carriage and said: "Old Xiao, could it be the man named Min sitting in carriage No. 1? He is also a relative of Huang Ran, or is that the same person?
Who is the chairman of the Ethnic and Religious Affairs Committee? It’s fair to say that he did it, right?”
"This matter has nothing to do with him." As soon as I finished speaking, Monk Xiao said categorically, "This matter has nothing to do with Min Tianyuan. He even ignored Huang Ran for this opportunity. Even if he had
No matter what small move, he would not choose this time and occasion to do it. If he wastes this opportunity, he will not know what chance he will have next time to reincarnate his second brother."
I was greatly surprised when I heard this, and hurriedly asked Monk Xiao: "His second brother? Lao Xiao, do you mean Fujian Tianyuan? Has he not been reincarnated yet?" "I can't explain this in one or two sentences, first of all
Talk about the immediate situation." Monk Xiao glanced at me and said, "The most important thing now is to ensure that the train can reach its destination safely. I can't guarantee that everyone else will have no problems, so I have to find you two brothers.
You all can take care of it, so it shouldn't be difficult to solve the rest of the things." As soon as Monk Xiao finished speaking, Fatty Sun suddenly said: "Old Master Xiao, are you talking about the devil?" At this time, there was a hanging in the carriage.
The hanging curtain suddenly moved, and the shaking frequency became more and more frequent. After seeing this, Monk Xiao took a few steps and ran inside the curtain. He was talking to himself inside, and it was hard to hear what he was saying, but the shaking of the curtain began to decrease.
, after about two minutes, the curtain completely stopped shaking. Monk Xiao came out from the other side of the curtain and said to Fatty Sun and me, "Continue talking."
When Fatty Sun spoke just now, he kept his eyes on Monk Xiao. Now that he was watching him, he was afraid of irritating the soul behind the curtain. He lowered his voice and said: "Old Master Xiao, since you mentioned the disease, I will ask a question.
"What's going on with that turtle in Lao Mo's carriage? Don't say you don't know, let's ask Fatty Gao." After saying that, he stared at Monk Xiao with a smile. Monk Xiao was stunned for a moment, and then was stopped by Sun Mo.
The fat man felt a little guilty. He laughed without embarrassment and said: "Little fat man, I know who I can hide from, and I can't hide it from you. You guessed it right. That one was arranged by Gao Liang."
Okay, it has been on the fourth underground floor of your polling bureau for decades, and I want to take this opportunity to send it back to its hometown. I originally wanted to send a director to look at it specifically, but later because
We really couldn’t free our hands, so we mixed it among the souls, and we have sealed its valve and changed its appearance. No matter how anyone looks at it, it is a ghost, and even Wu Rendi may not be able to see its flaws."
Having said this, Monk Xiao showed a puzzled expression on his face and continued: "It has always been fine, and no one thought that its aphrodisiac would suddenly leak out. Those souls couldn't stand its aphrodisiac, so they
We will go crazy together." I recalled that at that time, except for the red halo in its eyes, there was nothing special about it.
"Forget it, he has disappeared anyway. Let Fatty Gao and the others worry about how his energy leaked out. Let's take care of the things in front of us first."
Monk Xiao looked at me and Fatty Sun and said, "Only the roof of the train is the only place where the camera cannot capture and will not be affected by Sanyin. I took a quick look when I got off the train and didn't find anything wrong."
It’s a good place, but I can’t guarantee that there will be no problems. No matter what, I have to find someone to take a look in person.”
After Monk Xiao finished speaking, Fatty Sun and I looked at each other, and now I knew the reason why he asked us to come over. Fatty Sun rolled his eyes and said, "Who's going up?" Monk Xiao glared and said, "I'm looking at Qi.
Now, are you embarrassed to let me climb on the roof of the train?" Fatty Sun curled his lips and wanted to say something else. I stopped him first and said, "Forget it, I'll go up."
Now it seems that it is the best choice for me to go up. At least in terms of hand reflexes, I still have some advantages over these two people. I opened the door of the carriage and prepared to climb onto the roof. Unexpectedly, Fatty Sun also followed me out and said:
"Wait for me, Lazi, I'll get up too." His move made me a little unable to react. According to his habits, in this case, Fatty Sun should stay in the car to ensure his own safety.
The first one, I didn’t expect that he would take the initiative to ask me to get on the roof of the car. Since Fatty Sun took the initiative and Monk Xiao had no objection, I naturally would not be so polite to him.
Fortunately, the train was still moving very slowly. Even if Fatty Sun, who weighs more than 260 kilograms, climbed onto the roof of the car, it would not be a problem. Although it was late at night and there were no street lights along the way, my pair of
My eyes could still see quite clearly. I looked over at the roof of the car and found nothing unusual.
"Lazi, there's nothing wrong with this. I'm not telling you that. When I was a railway policeman, I also climbed on the roof of the train. It was all flat and flat. It was exactly the same as now. Not even an extra nail could be seen. Lao Xiao was a little bit too
Sensitive, this suspicious person, it’s just a few people who died in vain, it’s not a big deal. There are more than a thousand people in the carriage below. When will the number be reduced by half, he will have no time to worry about it." Although Fatty Sun was talking nonsense.
, but others walked very slowly, bending down and carefully observing every corner of the car roof.
I didn't want to talk nonsense with Fatty Sun. I walked around on the roof of this carriage. Fatty Sun and I didn't find anything suspicious. Presumably, the soul disappeared in the carriage after the third carriage, and Xiao
The carriages of the monks and the others have nothing to do with each other. Now Fatty Sun and I jumped onto the fourth carriage and found nothing wrong here. We walked forward a few more carriages and walked to the eighth carriage.
When I moved to the center, I was the first to find an abnormality in the palm-sized area in the center.
When I walked to the center of the car roof, I suddenly felt that the shell of the car roof was a little awkward under my feet. I rubbed the soles of my feet back and forth on suspicious places, and felt that the feeling under my feet was not right. I knelt half-kneeling on the roof of the car and looked carefully, and finally
I found something questionable. A round hole was cut out about 20 centimeters around the place where I stood. After that, the round hole was welded again. After welding, it was polished and repainted.
, maybe due to insufficient time, there is a raised solder joint in an inconspicuous position that has not been polished. In addition, I was wearing thin-soled shoes. When I stepped on it, I noticed something strange under my feet. I faced
The former railway policeman said: "Great Sage, come here, I seem to have a problem here."
Fatty Sun came over and I asked him: "Great Sage, are there circles like this on the roof of the train?" Fatty Sun squatted next to me, tilted his neck and looked at the circle at my feet, shook his head and said to me: "
Lazi, trains are different from trains. The trains I have come across before are much newer than this one, and I have never heard of anything like opening a sunroof." At this point, Fatty Sun curled his lips and looked up.
I said, "I'm not telling you, spicy pepper, no matter what it is used for, it will be clear if you open it and take a look."
As he said that, he stood up and gave me this position. I was not polite, turned around and pulled out the dagger. The tip of the sword was facing the traces of the solder joints, and the blade of the sword was inserted slowly without much force.
The sword body went in. I held the sword in my backhand and cut off the circular steel shell along the welding points.
There is a hidden inner hole under the steel shell. Inside the inner hole is a small blood-red porcelain bowl. The bottom of the porcelain bowl seems to have been pierced by a sharp instrument, with a small hole and a trace of gray-green gas.
It was coming out of the small hole. Strangely enough, this small stream of gas lingered for a long time and enveloped the outside of the porcelain bowl. Through this stream of gas, I saw a dark red color on the bottom of the porcelain bowl when it was turned upside down.
It looked like the blood was still wet.
When I started, Fatty Sun also retreated far away. When he saw that there was probably no danger, he came over again, looked at the small porcelain bowl for a few times, turned his face and said to me: "Lazi, what is this? That's it.
This bowl captured more than thirty souls?" I shook my head and said, "I don't know. I'll ask Lao Xiao, and he'll probably be able to tell me something." As I spoke, I took out my phone and called Monk Xiao.
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Monk Xiao listened to my narration on the other end of the phone. He paused and then said, "Do all the carriages have that porcelain bowl on them?" When he heard what I said and didn't have time to take a closer look, the person on the phone suddenly stopped talking.
After a while, he said, "Xiao Lazi, you and Sun..." Before he could finish his sentence, he heard the sound of broken porcelain coming from next to me. I turned my face and looked like this
, Fatty Sun had fallen down, his face was ashen, and his body was shaking as if it was swinging. The porcelain bowl that was originally upside down in the hidden hole was broken into more than a dozen pieces and scattered around Fatty Sun.
"Lazi, what is this sound? Isn't it the porcelain bowl you said was broken?"
I shouted into the phone: "The porcelain bowl was broken! Something happened to the Great Sage! He fainted for some reason!" Monk Xiao shouted in the same tone on the other end of the phone: "Don't come forward!
Little Spicy, come back!" Monk Xiao said too late. I had already run over when I saw Fatty Sun falling to the ground. Now Fatty Sun fell on the roof of the car with a livid face. The expression on his face was very strange.
All the muscles were pulling irregularly, as if they were being pulled in different directions by several hands.
With Monk Xiao's reminder, although I reached Fatty Sun's side, I didn't dare to help him up rashly. But there was no need for me to help him. After a few seconds, Fatty Sun suddenly opened his eyes and stood up straight.
He stood up. His eyeballs turned pale, as if there were two white ping pong balls embedded in his eye sockets.
I immediately realized that Fatty Sun had been knocked out of his body, and it seemed that it probably had something to do with the broken porcelain bowl. I couldn’t think about it anymore, as Fatty Sun had slowly turned towards me, his face
My muscles were twitching, and two eyes that looked like late-stage cataracts were staring straight at me. "Little Lazi, come back first! Don't get close to Sun Dasheng!" Monk Xiao was still shouting on the phone.
I took a deep breath, ignored Monk Xiao, threw the phone on the roof of the car, and at the same time reached for the stick behind my waist.
My time in the polling bureau has not been short, and I have seen and dealt with several physical incidents, but I never thought that Fatty Sun would also do it. When my hand just touched the swing stick,
Before I had time to pull it out, Fatty Sun had already moved. He suddenly stretched out his hand to strangle my neck. We were too close and couldn't allow me to pull out the stick. When his fingers were about to touch my neck,
I was cruel, bit the tip of my tongue, pointed it at Fatty Sun's head, and spurted a mouthful of blood from the tip of my tongue.
According to previous experience, as long as this mouthful of blood is sprayed on Fatty Sun, the ghost in his body can be driven away. But today, the effect seems to be much worse. Fatty Sun was sprayed all over his head and face, but
He just paused, and the expression on his face became more ferocious. I was still waiting for the effect of the boy's eyebrow spray on his face, but I didn't expect that Fatty Sun had already pounced on me again.
I couldn't dodge, and Fatty Sun strangled my neck. I spat out a second mouthful of blood. This time, Fatty Sun didn't even pause. He had already strangled my neck effectively with both hands. His hands
He had already begun to exert force, and with just a little more force, he could break my neck. At this time, I had already pulled out the stick and hit Fatty Sun on the head. Fatty Sun had no intention of hiding.
, letting the stick fall on his face.
With a "pop" sound, the swing stick hit Fatty Sun's face diagonally. This time, it was much more effective than the two mouthfuls of blood just now. Fatty Sun staggered after being hit, and the strength in his hand relaxed a little. I took advantage of this
Taking this opportunity, I broke free from Fatty Sun's hands. While he was still standing, I hit Fatty Sun's calf with a stick again. If I wasn't afraid of leaving him with sequelae, I would have hit him directly in the face.
At this moment, Fatty Sun fell to the ground. When I was thinking about giving him a few more blows, Fatty Sun rolled around on the roof of the car and stood up straight again. I cursed in my heart,
Just when I was about to go up and give him a few more sticks, an old voice suddenly came from behind me and said: "It's useless, he is not possessed by a soul. The few times you hit him, the force of the four or five souls was lost to him."
If it is shared, it will have no effect on him."
I was startled. I didn't expect that someone would suddenly come behind me. I quickly took a step back to distance myself from Fatty Sun. At the same time, I glanced sideways behind me. I saw an old figure standing behind me. This
The old man with a wrinkled face whom I had just met a few hours ago - it was Min Tianyuan. He didn't know when he walked out of the first carriage and even got on the roof of the carriage. At this time, President Min was
He was leaning on a cane and looking at me with a smile.
I didn't have time to think about how he got up, but looking at Min Tianyuan's expression, it seemed that this matter had nothing to do with him. At this moment, Fatty Sun rushed towards me again. Fortunately, I
When I was ready, I raised my stick and hit Fatty Sun on the head. After receiving the stick, Fatty Sun only took half a step back, and then rushed towards me again.
Now Fatty Sun has no concept of pain at all. Every time he retreats a little after being beaten by me, he rushes towards me again, while Min Tianyuan behind him is still watching with a smile on his face. I can’t remember clearly.
This was the first time that the stick was hit on Fatty Sun's body. This time, the force was relatively stronger. When the stick hit Fatty Sun, the front joint suddenly broke, and the stick was broken into two pieces.
Fatty Sun seemed to see the advantage. He took half a step back, suddenly jumped up, and thrust his two palms straight into my chest. After the stick broke, my first reaction was to touch the gun, pull out the pistol, and point it at Fatty Sun.
But I couldn't do anything anyway. Seeing him rushing toward me, I could only run back immediately. At this time, the smile on Min Tianyuan's face behind me disappeared, and he raised his eyebrows, and from the body
A figure jumped out and went straight to Fatty Sun behind me.