I had already thought of this outcome from the very beginning of the quarrel with Qian Yifan. Anyway, all the soldiers were coming to cover up the water and the earth. There was no way I could do it. Don’t I still have my cheap master?
Although he told me not to go to him during this period, if something really happened to me, a closed disciple, would he really stand by and watch?
Thinking of this, I don't care too much.
I looked at Zhao Gongquan curiously and asked doubtfully: "Uncle Zhao, didn't you leave before? Why did you come back suddenly?"
Zhao Gongquan laughed. How could he still have the domineering attitude at this moment? Then he took out a yellow paper bag from his arms, which looked similar to the yellow talisman Liu Banxian gave me earlier.
"It's not your master. He was sure that you were in trouble just now, so he specially asked me to help you. He also asked me to hand this yellow paper bag to you, saying that he would let you
Open at twelve o'clock in the evening, and you must follow a certain order when opening."
This yellow paper bag cannot be opened by ordinary methods. According to Zhao Gongquan's report, at twelve o'clock, I must dig a hole the size of a bowl outside the house, put a mirror in the hole, and then pour water on it.
There should be neither too much nor too little water, and it should just cover the mirror.
Then at 0:12, open the yellow paper and throw the yellow paper into the water.
"Then what?" I asked curiously.
Zhao Gongquan smiled and shook his head and said: "There is no more. That's all your master told me. As for why he asked you to do this, he didn't say anything. If he didn't tell me, I wouldn't be able to ask more questions."
I curiously took the yellow paper bag handed to me by Zhao Gongquan. To be honest, I have a problem, that is, I am very curious. If Zhao Gongquan had not told me what I need to do before opening the yellow paper bag, I would probably
I'm not even a little curious about this yellow paper bag, but now I feel like there are millions of ants crawling around in my heart, and I really want to open the yellow paper bag immediately to see what the hell is inside.
Zhao Gongquan sat for a while and then left, but before he left, I asked him to take away all the money in the previous boxes. At least now I still believe in Zhao Gongquan. I asked him to help me open an account in the bank. What about this money?
It's really not safe to leave it at home, especially since I provoked such a person before.
For Zhao Gongquan, this matter was definitely a piece of cake. Naturally, he did not refuse. Before leaving, Zhao Gongquan even asked me if I wanted to leave a few of his bodyguards to protect me. After all, Qian Yifan was rich and powerful.
If he comes looking for trouble at that time, without personal protection, I think I will be maimed by them.
In fact, I originally wanted to accept it, but when I thought about it, I might go into the old well next. If Zhao Gongquan was with me, everything in the old well would be exposed. I had no choice but to refuse.
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"It's okay, Uncle Zhao. I have a way to solve it myself. If I really encounter trouble, I will definitely come to you for help."
Zhao Gongquan had left, but I was sitting alone in the hall feeling confused.
So many things have happened in just a few days, which have directly subverted my outlook on life. Especially now that I have offended a rich second generation, I have to think of a solution. There are some things I always have to do.
facing.
As for the yellow paper bag, I put it in my clothes bag. I didn't dare to take it out, or even think about it. I was afraid that if I thought about it, I wouldn't be able to control myself.
I was curious and opened the yellow paper bag in advance.
"Haha, I didn't expect that Yang Fan, I, would still hit people." Looking at the broken chair on the ground, I couldn't help but laugh in my heart.
Naturally, I wanted to tidy up the mess on the floor. Originally, I wanted to pick up the broken chairs and throw them into the kitchen. But for some reason, when I saw the blood on the chairs and the floor, my head went crazy.
There was a buzzing sound, and the whole person became dizzy.
An extremely strong pain swept through my head at this moment, and my eyes were about to burst. The pain was so painful that I wanted to just pluck out my own eyeballs.
"ah……"
The pain came out of nowhere, and it hurt so much that I lay down on the ground. By coincidence, I happened to be lying next to the pool of blood. The smell of blood wafted out. The fishy smell suddenly made my head spin.
My head, which had been in a state of confusion due to pain, suddenly became clear.
I don’t know why, but the smell that was originally fishy turned into a fragrance when I smelled it. It seemed like the best smell in the world. I don’t know what happened. I couldn’t even control myself.
With both hands, he subconsciously reached out and wiped the blood on the ground.
Looking at the blood on my hands, a thought suddenly came to my mind: I want to taste this blood.
As soon as this idea appeared, it was like a river bursting its banks out of control. In fact, I still had some resistance in my heart, but at this time I couldn't control my palms. My palms slowly came closer to my mouth,
The smell of blood became stronger and stronger, and the longing in my heart became deeper and deeper.
I felt like there was a demon in my heart constantly tempting me, asking me to open my mouth and eat the blood in my hands.
"don't want……"
I kept roaring and struggling in my heart, trying to reject it all, but at this time my body didn't feel like my own, and no matter how much I struggled, it was of no avail.
I gritted my teeth, but when my palm was about to be placed on my mouth, I opened it subconsciously.
"Yang Fan, what are you doing?"
Just when I was about to put my palm into my mouth, a loud roar suddenly came out.
The sound was like a bell, blasting loudly in my ears.
The moment I heard the sound, I suddenly felt goosebumps all over my body. Then my body softened, my eyes closed, and I passed out just like that.
I don't know how long I was unconscious, but in a daze, I seemed to be back in my living room again.
The broken chair, the remaining blood on the ground, and me sitting on the ground in a state of despair, formed a desolate scene.
I stared blankly at the blood on the ground. At this time, bubbles began to pop up in the blood. These bubbles then exploded, spurting out bursts of blood mist.
"Giggle..."
A low and cold laughter floated strangely in the hall. The sound was strange and hollow, as if it was not in this world.