C14 Terror Pavilion Road

Liu lived in the best district in Hangzhou. There were surveillance systems in the corridor with security guards every 24 hours. However, the police didn't find anything. The surveillance footage also showed that no one else had entered the crime scene except for the dead person.

Seven days later, on Friday, something happened to Monica's third uncle's family. The family of three died at home. Her Third Uncle and her cousin's deaths were exactly the same as Liu Chen's parents. Her Third Aunt's death was caused by a rather long string, which Manager Qian wrote down on a piece of paper.

Oh, here it is "too much adrenaline in the sinoatrial node, the atrioventricular node, and the Purkinje fibers leading to sudden death due to persistent myocardial contraction in ventricular fibrillation," which is what we would say about being scared to death. The police came back empty-handed after another day of work. Although the police had strictly sealed off the news, it still spread like wildfire throughout the city. The people who knew said this was retribution. When the two brothers were forcefully evicting each other, they had caused many deaths. Everyone said that the person who was killed had turned into a ghost to take his life.

In one breath, Manager Qian told me about the two uncles from Monica. Only then did he realize that I had almost finished all the dumplings. He quickly finished the last few, lit a cigarette, and asked me: "Monkey, don't be so greedy, tell me what you think."

I swallowed the food in my mouth and raised my head to drink half a cup of water before saying, "If what I said just now is true, then the deaths of Liu Chen's parents, Third Uncle, and my cousin were most likely caused by ghosts. Because I remember that the Ghost Scripture had recorded a similar situation, and it later proved that it was caused by a malicious spirit. "

"You mean, some people who died in extreme rage and pain came here to seek revenge?" Manager Qian's tone was filled with disbelief.

"I don't know the specifics, but I wasn't at the scene …" I shrugged, ready to go to the community's gym to sweat before going home to sleep.

"Then, do you think that the wronged ghost or the furious soul will go and find trouble with Monica?" When Manager Qian asked this question, his voice was much softer than usual, and he didn't seem very confident.

I'm glad to hear that, you know. You're waiting for me here after taking such a big detour. At the same time secretly admiring a woman's heart, why Annie had long noticed the so-called "repressed heat" I only now found out.

"I'm not sure about that, maybe." He didn't expect that after I said those words, Manager Qian's face turned white.

"That... If something really exists, how long will it take to get from Hangzhou to Shanghai? "

"Let's see what kind of car it'll be riding. It's been moving for over an hour, if it's a bus …" Before I could even finish speaking, I was broken by Manager Qian's heavy punch to the chest.

"Crazy Monkey, are you looking for a beating? Really? "Stop bullshitting."

Seeing that the Manager Qian was serious, I also became serious, "Ghosts are actually some sort of material existence that we humans do not completely understand. We cannot see their world. Similarly, our world is completely transparent to them, like air. This was what it meant by "if the Yang World doesn't go to hell, there's no one in the underworld." Therefore, all of our concepts of spacetime are completely unsuitable for them. In their world, without Newton's Three Laws, even the shortest point between two points might not necessarily be a straight line. "

The Manager Qian nodded his head as if he understood something, "Crazy Monkey usually doesn't have a proper smile on his face. Occasionally, he would make a few sentences that are quite profound. I see what you mean. You mean if that guy was looking for trouble with Monica; space isn't a problem, is it? "

"The time might not be a problem. I remember that in the《 Ghost Scripture》, there was a story about an enemy that was chased by a bad person for more than 10 years." Manager Qian frowned, I remember that he only had this kind of expression when his deposit fell.

"Is there anything that can deal with that thing?" "Buddha beads, symbols, crosses …" The Manager Qian seemed to have thought of something on TV as he looked at me hopefully, waiting for me to bring out a bunch of 'treasures' for him.

"The Buddha beads are useful, but they have to have been lit; the cross also has a certain function, but it has to have been blessed by the priest. I have seen it before on the Ghost Scripture of Elder Bai. But when I was young, these things were too complicated to remember at all. " I giggled as I looked at Manager Qian, who was half-dead from anger. After waiting for a while, I said, "It's not like there isn't a solution to this."

"You Bastard, if you go around any more, don't tell me you want me to take the lead and eat the monkey's brain, hurry up and say it." Manager Qian was about to collapse from my torture. Just then, Manager Qian's phone suddenly rang. When he picked it up, I took a look. It was Monica.

After Manager Qian picked up the call, his expression immediately changed. He immediately cut the phone into hands-free pieces and said to Monica, "Don't panic, speak slowly."

Over the phone, I heard a dog barking, then a loud background noise and Monica saying, "I don't know why, but my family's Momo is always barking at the door. It was useless for me to hold it. When I held it, I discovered that it was trembling in fear. There was no one at the door when I looked in the mirror. I was scared. " At the end, Monica started to cry.

A woman's tears might not be able to deal with all men, but Monica's tears were clearly effective against Manager Qian. Hearing Monica's crying, Manager Qian's face turned green. Staring at me with wide eyes, I mean "Bro, hurry up and think of a way, otherwise I'll be as handsome as you."

Even if Manager Qian didn't stare at me, I wouldn't dare slight him. After all, my life and death were at stake. I immediately took the phone and said to Monica, "1. Please don't open the door. 2. Hold on tight to your family's fur. For now, it seems like it is trying to scare that thing. 3. Does your kitchen have garlic? "

After receiving confirmation, I continued to say, "Take out all the garlic, use a kitchen knife to break it, and place the garlic juice in the crack in the door, in the window, and so on. Then wait for us. We'll be right there. "

After saying that, I rushed to the refrigerator to get two bottles of pure water, put all of the family's five garlic into my pockets, and rushed downstairs together with Manager Qian.

On the way downstairs, I said to the Manager Qian, "It's a good thing the person you like has a dog, otherwise he would have been strangled like her uncle. Dogs are sensitive to ghosts, and often see dogs barking in the middle of the night. Or staring at a corner where no one was, probably because they found it. Dogs also had a certain deterrence effect on this kind of thing, but the ghost this time seemed to have quite a strong aura.

So we have to hurry. " While we were talking, the two of them had already ran downstairs. Luckily, there were often taxis parked in front of the residential complex. We immediately took a taxi and headed straight to Monica's residential complex.

Monica was rented near the company, so we didn't go too far to Monica's house. The subway was two stops away, so we took a taxi to start the price. After getting on the carriage, I took out two bottles of pure water, opened one bottle and took a big gulp. Then, together with the garlic, I handed it to the Manager Qian.

Manager Qian was stupefied, his mouth was wide open, and his face was full of questions: "Are you kidding? "Are you sure you're not joking?" The look on his face. But to see me pick up another bottle of water and chew garlic and throw up in it. Manager Qian also clenched his teeth and started to imitate me, but it was so hot that he started to cry.

Wasn't I being stung to death as well? But all I could think of was this idea. According to < The Ghost Scripture >, garlic had a strong restraining effect on ghosts. The garlic juice was like sulfuric acid to humans, the Ghost Scripture recorded many examples of using garlic to exorcise ghosts.

Furthermore, I have seen Elder Bai use a stone to grind garlic into garlic paste, and then dilute it into garlic juice to store it in a military kettle to keep as a backup.

The method that I thought of on the spur of the moment was simply too wicked, to the point that I myself cursed myself for being wicked. His mouth was completely numb, and tears were streaming down his face.

Even worse was that the taxi driver, seeing us, started to tease us. "Gentlemen, what are you doing? Although H1N1 has been pretty powerful lately, there's no need to be like this. My car is sterilized every day, and you guys eat a load of garlic, so how am I supposed to do business next? "

I wanted to retort, but my mouth was so numb that I couldn't speak. I thought it was the first time I had suffered a verbal loss since I could start talking. We didn't say anything, just gestured for the driver to hurry.

The driver thought we might not look like normal people. Maybe he thought we were on drugs. No longer paying any attention to us, I began to say something in Shanghai. I didn't understand it and didn't bother to guess.

It was a good thing that Manager Qian and I liked to add some garlic paste when we ate dumplings, so we prepared five or six garlic. Just when I was about to collapse from the spicy taste, the car arrived.

We walked quickly into the neighborhood, where the residents were all evictions. Many of the houses were empty, so the rent was cheaper. Similarly, there were fewer security guards, but there was no one stopping us.

Manager Qian took out his phone, but Monica's phone could not be reached. I had an idea. I told him, "Let's split up and see if there's a dog barking."

He gave a thumbs-up sign that he had received it, and then we split up. After a while, I heard Manager Qian calling me, so I quickly ran over. He pointed to a floor with a sound control light on and said, "Over there!"