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¡°It¡¯s so late, is there anyone else inside?¡± I asked doubtfully.
I turned around and saw that Officer Liu had already led Director Huang into the police station.
¡°Forget it, I walked to the iron door of the nursing home and knocked on the door.
This nursing home has only one building, three stories high, not big, and there is a courtyard outside.
At this time, an old gatekeeper walked out of the security booth with a hunched back. He opened his eyes and asked me: "What are you doing? It's so late."
"Hello, old man, I'm looking for the old madman." I said.
"Oh, look for the old madman, come in." The old man was really unsuspecting and opened the iron door directly.
I walked into the iron gate, and the old man handed me a key: "For Room 302, go up by yourself."
After saying that, the old man turned around and left. I couldn't help but say: "Hey, old man, aren't you afraid that I am a bad person?"
"Hehe." The old man said, "I eat more salt than you eat rice. I can tell at a glance whether I am a bad person or not."
???????????????? I¡¯ll go, he¡¯s pretty awesome and his vision is good enough.
I am guessing that this old man was definitely a storyteller when he was young.
The old man said again: "What gangster at the door of the police station doesn't have a good eye and would come here to do bad things."
Damn it, it¡¯s true.
¡°After a second of silence for my own IQ, I walked towards the building.
The stairs are on the far right. I followed the stairs to the third floor and found the door to Room 302.
I reached out and knocked on the door.
There was no reaction inside.
"Is anyone here?" I asked, "If you don't answer, I'll knock on the door."
Suddenly, the door opened, and a black figure rushed towards me and threw me to the ground.
I was suddenly pushed down, a little frightened, and this person came out and directly covered my mouth.
"Don't make any noise!"
The person holding me down said.
I nodded vigorously and looked back.
The person covering me looked to be in his sixties, his hair was disheveled, and he looked like a beggar.
"Senior, what's wrong?" I got up from the ground and asked.
This guy who was dirty and looked like a beggar smiled slightly: "Don't you feel it? There is an evil spirit around here."
Demonic spirit!
I just remembered that this old guy was a Taoist priest before. I got goosebumps all over my body. I looked around and asked, "What should I do now?"
"Come in." This guy grabbed my hand and took me inside.
The room is not big, only about thirty square meters. In addition to a bed, there are many black jars on the ground with yellow symbols on them.
"Don't make any noise, this evil spirit is too strong." This guy said in a low voice.
My heart skipped a beat, damn, could it be that wild boar coming down the mountain?
Things are getting serious.
I trembled all over and asked, "What should I do? We can't deal with that wild boar."
"What wild boar?" The man glared at me, pointed to a jar in the corner and said, "Did you see that the seal in that jar was the Monkey King? I accidentally tore off the talisman just now and let him escape. us¡¡"
"Fuck you, uncle." I kicked the grandson up. What the hell, it was so mysterious that I was so scared that my heart almost jumped out of my skin.
In the end, you told me that it was Sun Wukong who ran out?
"I told you to seal Sun Wukong, I told you to let him out, and I told you to scare me." After I kicked this guy down, I kicked him three more times.
"Ouch, it hurts so much, don't hit, don't hit." The old man held his head and yelled.
I also came to my senses. I was so angry that I was dizzy just now. This old man is crazy. Why should I argue with him?
But it looks like he is really seriously ill, and he probably won¡¯t be able to ask any questions about birds.
"Forget it." I waved my hand, turned around and left.
I don¡¯t expect to be able to ask anything out of this guy.
Unexpectedly, the old man hugged my leg and shouted: "Don't go, don't go, I'm hungry."
I looked down at the beggar-like old man. His eyes looked at me pitifully, and my heart instantly softened.
It really feels quite sad. This guy was not very impressive before, but with his ability to catch ghosts, he can live a very comfortable life.
? ?If you were in this nursing home, you would starve.
"What do you want to eat?" I took a deep breath and asked.
"Chicken legs, big chicken legs." The guy squatted on the ground, hugged his knees with his hands, swallowed and said, "I really want to eat chicken legs."
"Where can I find chicken drumsticks for you in the middle of the night?" I checked my bag. Fortunately, I bought a lot of snacks when I went into the mountains.
I took out all the snacks, and the old man tore open a bag of potato chips and ate them hungrily.
I looked at him looking like he hadn¡¯t eaten in eight lifetimes, and couldn¡¯t help but say, ¡°Eat slowly, if it¡¯s not enough, there will be more.¡±
"Uh-huh, uh-huh." The old man's mouth was filled with snacks, and he could only make a sound of uh-huh, uh-huh.
"That's not right. This is a nursing home, not a black brick kiln. How can I not take care of your food?" I looked at the old man and asked, "Are they abusing you?"
"No, I have been practicing fasting recently. I haven't eaten for three days. I feel like my body is in a state of ecstasy and about to soar." The old man said while the potato chip residue in his mouth was still flying out.
"Fuck, bigu? I won't starve to death, your grandson." I really can't stand this guy.
He looked so pitiful just now. I thought he was being abused here, but he ended up abusing himself.
"Okay, you eat slowly. It's none of my business to continue eating grains after eating. Bye bye." I was ready to leave again.
As soon as I stood up, the old man rushed up and hugged my thigh.
I couldn¡¯t help but said: ¡°What are you doing? I told you I don¡¯t have any chicken legs.¡±
"No, no, I want to repay you." The old man looked at me and said, "I, Lei Jian, can be considered a famous person. You must have heard of my name, so I am so famous, how can I eat yours?" Thing, I won¡¯t repay you.¡±
"Fuck you, uncle, can you speak human language?" I couldn't help but said, "Speak something understandable."
¡°What I mean is, if you ask me for help, I can help you.¡± This guy named Lei Jian looked at me and said.
I am out of breath and my lungs are about to explode, but considering the purpose of coming here, I still try to ask: "So, do you know about the wild boar on the top of the mountain?"
"Wild boar." Lei Jian's eyebrows moved, then he sat down on the ground, his face was much more serious than before and said: "Of course I know."
"What's going on?" I asked.
"That wild boar is a demon, and the demonic aura is very strong. I don't know which master sealed it here in ancient times. When I passed by this place, I found that it was filled with demonic aura, so I went up the mountain to eliminate the demon. It happened that this The wild boar is about to break through the seal, and there will be countless casualties. I will fight with him, from the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, from the bottom of the mountain to the sky, and from the sky to"
Come on, when I heard this, I knew that I was wasting my time chatting with this guy. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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