False evidence

Chapter 436 Head-on Confrontation (1)

Compared to Erpang, Tong Xiangnan clearly cared more about me, his own nephew.

He tapped the table again to signal Erpang not to interrupt.

When our eyes met, I was a little confused.

The person sandwiched in the middle of the photo he took is me.

But I am absolutely certain that in all my years, I have never had that kind of expression or posture.

It sat very steadily, but its neck was hunched, its head and chin were stretched forward, and it was baring its teeth, its expression so ferocious that words could not describe it.

That doesn't look like a human at all, it's more like a ferocious, mindless beast that has become a spirit!
Chen Zudao did not ask to see the photos, but instead asked me:

Have you been in contact with Bai Jing again?

I shook my head: "I can hardly remember what she looks like."

Then he added in his mind, "I really can't forget her figure and her back."

Chen Zudao said, "You know her identity. She is a disciple of the Hu Huang Chuma Hall. With her innate physique, no matter how much she trains, her strength will not surpass Jiao Tong's."

However, I have personally witnessed her use the spirit medium. When the spirit medium possessed her, she would act as a medium... At that time, she could lift a stone lion that had become a spirit over time with one hand, and gouge out its eyes with the other!

I later tried to lift the stone lion, using all my strength, but I could only drag it for four or five meters. Because that thing must have weighed at least a thousand pounds!

"Sir, your skill is truly remarkable!"

Tong Xiangnan said absentmindedly, but when he turned to me, his face was full of seriousness: "What exactly were you doing tonight? Was it really as simple as 'summoning a soul'?"

There's nothing wrong with his question.

As a psychologist and a highly educated intellectual, he is good at summarizing.

I told him everything about Gu Haitao, Luo Yinsheng, and Ji Qiaomei, but tonight's events seemed more like a special ritual to him.

My uncle, with his clear mind, would always approach phenomena that seem unbelievable to everyone else from a scientific perspective.

The story of 'The Boy Who Cried Wolf' was fabricated.

The gathering of Gu worms into a mist is a natural phenomenon, after all, Gu magic is still recognized by most people.
The strange phenomenon appearing in the ashes in the brazier could not be explained after he and Newton discussed it.

I forgot to mention one thing.

Even after Wei Lan told the story of Bonera, he still explained Abang's cause of death from a 'scientific' perspective.

Abang and Ruanpi heard someone sigh behind them. At that moment, they were both more or less frightened and could no longer hold on to their own will.

At that time, Abang was more likely already hypnotized.

That's why Abang appeared before us with that strange gait.

That said, some people burn paper money for the deceased at night, but I've never heard of anyone visiting a grave at midnight.

Ah Bang was already feeling guilty, and then he suddenly came to his senses and saw a bunch of people gathered around a grave burning paper money...

Even late at night, the ashes from the burned paper flew so high along with the flames.

It's not surprising that Abang was scared to death.

"Huh...huh..."

The sound of snoring came from inside.

Following the sound, they found that Gu Haitao had drunk too much and was fast asleep on the table.

His appearance at that moment reminded me of the tilted folding round table in my dream.

Tong Xiangnan stood up: "Sanqi, what do we need to do tomorrow?"

I shook my head: "I don't know either, but as ancestors..."

"Pooh!"

“I mean, if ‘ancestor’ hasn’t returned yet, Uncle, you’d better stay with me.”

"Think carefully, who was that just now!"

Tong Xiangnan pointed at me and walked straight into the first-floor bedroom where Erpang and Grandpa used to live together.

Although Chen Zudao had drunk a lot of wine, the 'battle' just now seemed to have completely sobered him up. He also stood up and said, "Bai Jing is a proper shaman, and she has immense strength after being possessed. But you are definitely not a shaman. I think you are probably entangled by some kind of spirit, otherwise... you can't beat me."

Jiao Tong, who had recovered, stepped forward to support him, and gestured to me with one hand:
You really wanted to kill me just now. Why?
I was momentarily stunned, and was about to say that I didn't know exactly what had happened.

But then, in his mind, he heard the eunuch Sun's effeminate voice:

"It seems there's another one among us. But it's not a person, it's—a wolf!"

That one sentence alone shocked me more than anything I've experienced all night.

Seeing Jiao Tong help Chen Zudao to the monkey's house, I walked behind Wei Lan and said, "Sister-in-law, let me take you back to your room to rest."

Wei Lan turned around and said, "I need to use the restroom first."

I was at a loss for what to do.

Both Pidan and his mother were at the hospital, but Fang Ling wasn't there either...

Wei Lan said, "There are toilets on the first floor at the back. You just need to help me carry you, I can take my pants off myself."

"sister in law……"

"It's alright, Xiao Fan is very thoughtful, she's a good girl. When she was arranging the room today, she put two stools on either side of the toilet, my arms are strong enough."

Awkwardness was unavoidable, but in any case, Wei Lan was settled in properly.

Back in the dining hall, Gu Haitao was still snoring at his desk.

Erpang was slurping up the fish jelly and meat by the tail of a braised fish in one hand, while using a paper twist to tickle Gu Haitao's ear in the other.

"Sanzi, do I really have sleepwalking disorder?"

Erpang stopped what he was doing and scratched his ear with a piece of paper. "Our uncle studies psychology, can he cure sleepwalking?"

I said, "Why don't we wait for Master to come back and ask him what his responsibilities were as the previous Feng Jiu?"

Erpang, carefree as ever, tossed the fishbone aside, stood up, pointed at Gu Haitao, and asked, "What do we do with this guy?"

He was pointing at the back of Gu Haitao's head, but before he could finish speaking, Gu Haitao suddenly sat up straight!
I gestured with my chin towards Erpang and said, "Let's take him to our uncle's room to sleep."

"it is good……"

"No!" Gu Haitao suddenly stood up, looking somewhat bewildered but also very anxious, and said to me, "I don't have much time left, and I want to be with Qiaomei."

"What do you mean?" Erpang asked, bewildered.

Gu Haitao and I stared at each other for a while.

I saw a unique look in his eyes that I had never seen before... or that I had never seen before.

"Alright then... then none of us will get any sleep tonight."

"What's going on?" Erpang asked.

"You're still working as a driver!"

I turned to Gu Haitao and asked, "Can you still walk by yourself?"

He nodded. "Yes, I haven't felt this clear-headed in a long time. As long as I can be with Qiaomei, I'd climb a mountain of knives!"

"I...I'll be the driver..."

Erpang put down the bottle he had just picked up and licked his lips: "Sanzi, you... you can speak faster. I've been drinking now, do you guys check for drunk driving here at this hour?"

"Then let's take a taxi!"

Sanfenzhong Street is called a street, but in the north, it's considered a hutong (alley).

It's not long, only a few dozen meters.

Gu Haitao spoke with a tough attitude, but his mortal body couldn't withstand the effects of alcohol. He staggered and wobbled with every step, so Erpang and I had to support him from both sides.

The three of them were walking unsteadily forward when they suddenly saw that the door of a house next to them had opened.

Immediately afterwards, a person walked out, twirling a key in their hand...

(End of this chapter)