C112

Chapter 112 - Cutting bamboo into blades

"Zhang Ping is dead?!" The expressions of the three Ding family members changed.

I said yes, she dined with her roommate on Grand Park Road from seven to eight last night, sang on KTV at around eight-twenty, went to supper around one-fifteen in the morning, and died on her own roof at two-forty-five in the morning.

"Then who was it that I saw last night?" Ding Yi asked with a pale face.

I licked my lips and said nothing.

At that time, Zhang Ping was still singing at the KTV, so she naturally could not go to the Sha River Forest.

Since Zhang Ping was still alive, she couldn't possibly be a ghost.

Could it really be the essence of snakes?

Remembering the old hunchback's words, I felt a wave of doubt.

If 'Zhang Ping' was really the embodiment of the white snake, why would they focus solely on him, the unrelated person?

It seemed like the old man was hiding some sort of secret.

"Xu Huo, I know I was wrong. I beg you, please save me." Ding Minghao said with tears and mucus flowing down her face.

"Master, please, for my brother-in-law's sake … Please help Ming Hao. " his father said.

Although I really didn't want to care about it, I still sighed.

Even if he doesn't move out of the Old Army, I can't stand idly by the side and watch.

I lived with Old Army for three years, and although it was said that they were father and son whom we met by chance, the moment I received his phone call, I realized that during these three years, he had already become my only father and family member.

Old Army buried this junior that I have never mentioned before for three days, how can I just let him go like this?

"Take him to the hospital first to treat his stomach wound and get some saline water. We'll come back later." I said to Ding Minghao's father.

"Alright, alright." He nodded quickly.

I looked at Ding clearly. "You, too."

"I... Then … Zhang Ping won't look for me, will she? " Ding had asked in fear.

"Better to provoke a wailing ghost than to let a ghost smile." Zhang Ping smiled to you. "

In the afternoon, Xu Jie cooked dinner and the two of them finished eating in the shop. She told me to go to the back to sleep for a while and said that I looked too tired.

I leaned against the bed. I was tired, but I couldn't sleep. I kept imagining the man in the freezer.

I hadn't seen my parents in nearly twenty years.

Today, I finally saw my father, but it was in the police morgue.

I thought about Old Army, why is the old man so stubborn.

He was married, but why was he alone now?

What about his family?

This won't do, I can't continue to let my imagination run wild like this.

I took out my cell phone, opened WeChat, and clicked on the familiar face of the clay doll.

'What are you doing? '

Not long later, Xiao Yu replied, "I'm looking at stores."

Shop?

I realized that I never asked her what she did for a living. She couldn't possibly be a professional 'family member', right?

I hesitated, then typed, 'Let's me.'

Just a few short words, yet I felt as though I had used up all of my remaining strength to hold the phone close to my chest and powerlessly collapsed on the bed …

When he opened his eyes again, it was almost dark outside. It was raining again.

Seeing the rain outside the window, I remembered the message I sent before I fell asleep. I quickly picked up my cell phone, opened it and was disappointed.

Xiao Yu did not reply.

I got up and washed my face. When I got to the front, I saw Ding Minghao and his family sitting there, with his back facing the back door. Xu Jie was lying on the counter as he watched the rain dripping down from the roof.

When Ding Minghao's father saw me, he anxiously stood up and placed a paper bag on the counter, "Master, this is a little gift, you must accept it."

I glance at the bag. Inside are five bundles of red hair.

Xu Jie turned around, and as if she had just woken up from a trance, she pursed her lips and asked softly: "Are you awake?"

I couldn't help but laugh. "I'm still awake. I'm still sleepwalking."

She blushed and lowered her voice even more. "Alright."

"Huh?" I was stunned. "What's good?"

She bit her lip and looked at me with her eyes. Her face was so red that it seemed as if blood was about to drip out of it.

"What's the matter with you?" I thought it was strange, how did she become like this when I woke up?

Xu Jie looked at me for a while, then suddenly turned around with her head lowered, playing with something.

"Weng …"

My phone vibrated, and my heart thumped along with it.

Opening his WeChat, he saw that it was a message from Xiao Yu.

Just one word: OK.

I was stunned for a long while before I reacted. I raised my eyes to look at Xu Jie who had already turned around.

Xu Jie rolled her eyes, "You're the liar."

"No, I'm a little dizzy. Hurry up and help me." I shamelessly reached for her hand.

Unexpectedly, she didn't dodge, allowing me to pull her back.

During this period of time, I had been telling Xiao Yu through WeChat all sorts of things that I was happy or unhappy about. Unknowingly, this Lioness had already become a fulcrum of my spirit.

It never occurred to me that every night when I leaned against the headboard to send her a message, she would lean behind me across the wall.

I think I said something about 'animal instinct' the night before yesterday...

"I... I'll go buy some vegetables. " Xu Jie gently pulled back the hand I was holding.

I pulled her into my embrace with force, and couldn't help but lower my head and kiss her cheek when I saw her flushed face so close to mine.

"Someone's here..." Xu Jie anxiously tried to struggle free.

I didn't even look at Ding Minghao and the others, and held her hand for a good while longer. Then, I suppressed my excitement and said softly: "I have something to do tonight, you can go back first."

"Then we still have to eat first."

"I'll order takeout."

Xu Jie bit her lips and said: "Okay, you be careful."

"Why don't you wait for me to go back and have supper together?" I said with ulterior motives.

Xu Jie rolled her eyes at me, shook me off and walked out.

"Hey, liar, I'll give you the money for the dishes." I picked up the paper bag on the table and handed it to her.

"I'm rich." She rolled her eyes at me again and ran away.

"Hahaha …"

I fell back in my rattan chair and laughed.

It was a genuine, idiotic laugh.

"She is... You and Sang Lan aren't … "

Following the direction of the confused voice, I saw Ding Minghao giving me a smile that was not a smile, and looking at me with a puzzled expression. Ding clearly also wore a faint smile.

This infected emotion can only be understood.

I stopped laughing and said, "Sang Lan and I are siblings who are different from each other."

I don't know if Ding Minghao's complexion had improved or if it was something else, but I felt that he was just like the red hair, not that annoying anymore.

I ordered a few bowls of noodles from the noodle shop at the end of the street. After I finished eating, I went up to the door board and took a bunch of bamboo pieces that were used to bind paper man and paper horses from the shelf.

Looking at the paper man at the side, I couldn't help but think of Xu Jie.

She did even more work than Dou Dabao in the shop, cleaning and cooking were all nimble and nimble.

I found out that she had a habit of being self-sufficient and would never buy from outside if she could do it herself.

She actually knew how to tie up paper man s and paper horses.

"Master, what are you doing with these bamboo sheets?" Ding Lingdang's tone was clearly filled with ridicule.

I rubbed my nose and said it was just a precaution.

According to what 'Zhang Ping' said last night, she would definitely come to find Ding Minghao tonight.

There were many records of Wild Immortal Mountain Monsters in the Hundred Spirits Method. Monsters that could cultivate to human form were generally all very intelligent, if he could persuade her to let Ding Minghao go, that would be for the best. Once the negotiations failed, they could only eliminate him.

But I don't understand, the white snake has already been killed by Zhang Ping, how can it appear like Zhang Ping?

I sat down behind the counter and took out the yin-yang knife, cutting the bamboo into small knives.

According to the records of the Sword Manual on the Peach Blades, yin-yang knife was the blade of the corona, it could kill souls with Yin energy, it could draw souls with Yang energy, and it was extremely powerful, but it could not be used carelessly.

Because the yin-yang knife was not a simple diabolism Punisher, the meaning of its existence was to identify the truth and balance the Yin and Yang.

Every time a ghost was killed, there would be an additional baleful qi attached to the saber. If the truth was not restored and the baleful qi dissipated, the person using the saber would suffer a backlash.

I don't know what a backlash means, but I have never forgotten about the black aura that the blade emitted when I accidentally cut my hand when I first got my hands on the yin-yang knife.

I believe that every blade is intelligent, and yin-yang knife has an unimaginable demonic nature.

In the old house in the jail, when I was forced to use the yin-yang knife to kill those ghost officers, I could already feel that the killing intent of the blade had become much stronger.

The mystery of the old building has not been solved, so how could I dare to use yin-yang knife so easily? He could only cut the bamboo into blades according to the blade manual.

Look at the time, nine o'clock at night.

I put away the yin-yang knife and took out two peach talismans, placing them on the counter.

After thinking for a while, he took off the Eight Trigrams Mirror on the wall.

This Eight Trigrams Mirror had used the blood of a cultivator's heart to open up a light, but it was even more powerful than an ordinary Eight Trigrams Mirror.

When it was almost eleven o'clock and there were still no movements, Ding Minghao's father could not help but ask me, "Master, she … Will she not come? "

"If it really is a demon, then he must have a higher reputation than a human being. He must come looking for your son. The white snake has already been killed by Zhang Ping. Even though I'm not sure what Zhang Ping was that you guys saw last night, but now that Zhang Ping is dead, if she comes again, it should be after the alternation of Yin and Yang. "

I picked up the cinnabar pen and walked out of the counter. and Ding Yi revealed their backs and drew a talisman on their backs.

After thinking for a moment, he drew a line for their father.

The shop was eerily quiet. He could hear the sound of the rain outside and the clattering of the clock on the wall.

When it was eleven o'clock, I struck a match and lit the tallow wax.

Just as the tallow wax was ignited, a voice came from outside: "Sir, can I come in?"

"Woof woof woof …"

The meat loaf that had been lying at my feet stood up in alarm.

"It's Zhang Ping! She's here! She's here! " Ding Minghao screamed in fear.

"Brother, what nonsense are you talking about?" Ding clearly asked in shock.

Ding Minghao shrunk into a ball on the chair, his entire body shivering non-stop, "It's her voice, she's here, she's right outside!"

"Don't make a sound!" I frowned and shouted to stop him. In my hand was a handful of bamboo knife. My palms were also sweating.