Xuanmen's little milk bag is the strongest worker in the underworld

Chapter 75 Ghost Hit the Wall

It was a long-abandoned shop, no one had no goods, not even electricity.

Yun Kuang slammed his head on the steering wheel, but luckily he reacted quickly and stepped on the brakes.

"Is everyone okay?" Yun Kuang came to his senses and asked with difficulty.

"It's okay, I... am still alive."

A companion behind him also woke up, touched something in his arms, and let out a scream of "ah".

"Fuck, whose leg is this? Whose thigh fell off, hey hey hey, Brother Yun, we killed someone!"

"The dead man who hit a ghost is a fashion model." Another companion grabbed the thigh and threw it out.

Yun Kuang broke out in a cold sweat and cursed angrily, "What the hell are you going crazy for? You scared me."

Several other people responded one after another, all of which were skin traumas, nothing serious.

Yun Kuang breathed a sigh of relief, as long as no one was killed.

"Brother Yun, you can't drive today. If you're going straight on the road, you have to bump your head into it." A companion couldn't help complaining.

"Can this be my fault? I drive well, who knows this car..."

Yun Kuang suddenly realized something was wrong.

Indeed, he just glanced up at the building hastily, and didn't turn the steering wheel.

The car seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit and crashed into it by itself.

"Let's go, let's go." Yun Kuang struggled to get out of the car.

"Call the police," said a companion.

"Wait until dawn before calling the police."

Yun Kuang and his companions supported each other to leave the shop and went to the street outside.

Because of the car accident, I must not be in the mood to play.

Everyone went home in different directions and dispersed.

Yun Kuang was alone, and was about to call the driver at home for someone to pick him up. He remembered that his grandfather had just told him to stay at home honestly a few days ago.

Fearing that grandpa would be angry if he found out, he immediately hung up the call that was just broadcast.

Walking alone on the quiet and deserted street, thinking about what this is all about, since returning home, everything has gone wrong.

There is only one person walking on the road in the middle of the night, why is there no one on a good street?
When I think about it this way, I am instantly blessed to my soul.

That's right, how can there be no one on a good street?

In an instant, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his body, and he chased in the direction of the companion who had just separated.

"Don't go, you guys wait for me, let's go together."

Yun Kuang saw the figures of his companions in front of him at the corner, and walked towards them while shouting.

However, the strange thing is that the distance is not far away, none of the companions heard, and they helped each other to go to other streets to take a taxi.

"Wait for me!"

I watched helplessly as my companion left in a late-night taxi.

He kicked the curb angrily.

Damn, today is really crazy.

Go on your own, turn around, and walk along the street signs to a slightly familiar street.

Half an hour passed before he knew it, and when he raised his head suddenly, the road sign clearly showed Xicheng Street, with the dilapidated Jincheng Building standing next to it.

Walking back again? ? ?
Yun Kuang stood alone on the street, and the streetlights made his shadow slender and straight, like a stick.

Without this, this is the legendary ghost hitting the wall.

He knew a little about metaphysics when he was a child, but unfortunately he really has no talent, and was always scolded by his grandfather, so he simply stopped learning.

After so many years, the little knowledge I have learned has long been returned to my ancestors.

"Grandpa, uncle, Xiaoqi, help!"

At the critical moment, these three people popped up in his mind.

Especially that milky little dumpling, I really want to see her clear phoenix eyes, her flapping long eyelashes, and her soft and sweet voice.

……

……

After Tang Qing took the two of them in, they came to the dilapidated shopping mall center of Jincheng Building. Because it was built more than ten years ago, the overall layout of the building is still the same as it was popular more than ten years ago.

It is like a tube building, surrounded by circles to form a circle center.

Tang Qing handed out another knife, and said to Xu Leisong: "I still need a little blood from you, so that I can see if it is your uncle."

Xu Leisong didn't doubt him, obediently took the knife and drew a line on his fingertip, squeezing out a few drops of blood.

(End of this chapter)