dragon hunter

Chapter 141
At night, I was awakened by a cold feeling, opened my eyes vigilantly, turned my face slightly, and looked down.

A transparent figure floated in through the door of the box, with a blue face and dark bags under the eyes.

The ghost closed its eyes, its nostrils fluttered constantly, as if it was sniffing something, then suddenly opened its eyes, greed flashed past.

I stared at the imprint between the ghost's eyebrows and frowned slightly. This is not a lonely ghost, but a ghost slave under the control of a ghost raiser.

With a greedy expression on his face, Ghost Nu floated towards the middle-aged couple, stopped by the pillow, and stared at the canvas bag beside him.

I poked my head out calmly, wanting to see what that ghost slave was up to.

The ghost slave seemed to be aware of it, looked up and stared at me with a ferocious face, bared his teeth, threatened me a bit, and then ignored me.

A transparent arm stretched out towards the canvas bag, which was pressed under the pillow by the middle-aged woman.

A stack of brand-new RMB was quietly stolen out of the canvas bag by the ghost slave.

The middle-aged woman didn't notice anything, she smacked her mouth, and fell into a drowsy sleep.

"Five ghosts are lucky!" I exclaimed in my heart, I finally knew what this ghost slave wanted to do when he floated into the box in the middle of the night.

The Five Ghosts Lucky Fortune is a sorcery for accumulating wealth. Ghost raisers use secret techniques to arrest ghosts. After refining and cultivating them, they are released. These ghost slaves will continue to steal money and support ghosts to squander.

The ghost slave repeated his old tricks, and once again took out two stacks of brand new banknotes from the canvas bag, then turned around quietly, intending to leave.

I roughly estimated that the banknotes in the ghost slave's hands are about [-] yuan, not too much, not too much.

But for middle-aged couples, this money cannot be measured by numbers, it is their life-saving money.

Seeing that the ghost slave was about to leave, I stretched out my hand and bit my finger, squeezed out a drop of blood, and flicked at the ghost slave.

A drop of bright red blood flew onto the ghost slave's back, as if a drop of water dripped into the oil pan, and a trace of blue smoke rose.

Ghost Nu let out a scream, dropped the banknote in his hand, turned to look at me resentfully, and fled the box in embarrassment regardless of the smoke behind his back.

"Damn it, if it wasn't for the crowds on the train, you would have been blown out of your wits." I was glared at by the ghost slave threateningly, and a bad breath was stuck in my heart.

The middle-aged woman woke up, first touched the canvas bag, her face changed drastically, but in a blink of an eye, she saw three stacks of banknotes on the ground, crawled and ran over, hugging them tightly in her arms.

I didn't want to cause trouble, so I lay down and pretended to be asleep, but I inadvertently glanced at the opposite side, and saw a pair of clear eyes, staring at me for a moment.

The girl opposite me and I looked at each other for a moment, but I was too embarrassed to keep staring at her and closed my eyes.

There was a rustling sound from the lower bunk. The middle-aged woman lost her money and found it again. She was probably frightened and didn't make a sound. She was probably thinking about where to hide it safely. She struggled for a while before she calmed down.

The train arrived at the station at [-] o'clock in the morning. I climbed down with my travel bag on my back. My keen intuition told me that there was a pair of curious eyes staring at me from behind.

Just as he was about to go to the front compartment to join Fatty Wang and the others, the door of a box in front opened, and a gloomy-looking man came out.

When I saw the transparent figure behind the other party, I knew something was coming, but I walked over without fear.

"The way to make money is to kill your parents, kid, didn't your parents teach you this?" The gloomy man stared at me and asked in a low voice.

"Good dogs don't get in the way!" I bumped him away with my shoulder, too lazy to grind my teeth with this guy.

"You son of a bitch, you're courting death!" The gloomy man stretched out his hand to grab my wrist with a grim expression on his face.

I felt an evil chill hit my wrist, and my face darkened. I was away from home and didn't want to argue with the other party, but I didn't expect this thing to be endless.

Without waiting for the opponent's hand to approach, I flipped my wrist, pressed down with my thumb, and grabbed the opponent's wrist like lightning.

This trick is called cutting the pulse, I haven't used it for a long time, it was the first time when I met Li Xiaolei, I used it once.

The gloomy man's face changed, pain flashed in his eyes, and beads of sweat gradually oozed from his forehead.

The technique of cutting off the pulse has a very strong restraint effect on guys who have been raising ghosts all year round, and it can make their ghosts eat back.

"That's enough, little brother, let me forgive you." A hoarse voice came from behind.

I frowned and turned around, and saw a thin old man looking at this side with a dignified face. The aura of the other person made me feel awe-inspiring.

"What a fierce evil spirit, this old guy must have been raising a ghost for decades." I felt a headache, and I didn't expect to hit the young one, but the old one came.

The little old man was dressed in a rustic manner, with a tobacco stick stuck in his belt, and a pair of black cloth shoes on his feet. There were some dark spots on both sides of his cheeks.

"Little brother, let go, I promise he won't pester you anymore." The little old man glared at the gloomy man and said in a low voice.

"Okay, everyone does not violate the river water." I shook off the gloomy man's wrist, turned my head and walked away.

It can be seen that the little old man has scruples about me, but judging from the breath of the other party, this old guy is also very difficult to mess with.

There is no big enmity between the two sides, even if they despise their character, there is no point in fighting them to the death.

I walked with my back to them, but my vigilance was not relaxed. When I heard hurried footsteps behind me, I sneered. If the other party insisted, I would not be a vegetarian.

"Get back!" There was a low growl from behind, and the sound of hurried footsteps stopped.

There were quite a lot of people getting off at the stop, and I mixed in with the crowd until I got off the bus and joined Fatty Wang and the others, but I didn’t see the two ghost raisers again, maybe they didn’t get off here.

Unintentionally, I was relieved when I saw the middle-aged couple in the lower berth. If the couple stayed on the train, the money would probably be stolen in the end.

As soon as I walked out of the train station, a group of soliciting customers came. This is a tourist city in Miaojiang, which has developed rapidly in the past two years.

"Brother Lai, Fatty Wang and I are here for the first time, you can watch the arrangements." I hate trouble, so I pushed Mr. Lai out when I saw the pimps crowded around me.

I had been holding back on the train for a long time, and I was a bit addicted to cigarettes. I stood on the side of the road and lit a cigarette, looking around.

The couple on the lower berth disappeared into the crowd and went to nowhere, but another familiar figure appeared in my sight.

It was the girl in the opposite shop, carrying a small backpack, walking briskly by.

Followed by a man, also an acquaintance, that is, the weird guy in the girl's lower bunk, the man in his early thirties, his movements were a little stiff, and he followed behind the girl obediently.

"We are going to the stockade in the mountains, but the traffic there is inconvenient. There is a hotel nearby that is okay. Let's go and stay first." Mr. Lai walked over and said.

Fatty Wang yawned, muttering and urging him to leave quickly. This coward eats and sleeps well. It's just getting dark, and his biological clock hasn't adapted yet.

Mr. Lai led us to find a fast hotel with a good environment.

When I was about to enter the door, I saw the middle-aged couple seeking medical treatment in front of a dilapidated hotel opposite, and I thought what a coincidence.

Even more coincidentally, when I entered the hotel lobby, I saw the girl on the upper bunk, standing at the front desk to open the room, and a 30-year-old man followed behind like a pug.

The girl was holding two room cards. When she turned her head and saw me, she was taken aback for a moment, then showed a smiling face, turned and walked towards the elevator.

The man in his thirties behind him, with a small face, followed closely behind, and his feet seemed to be a little lame.

"Purple leaf grass ring, that girl is a Gu girl from Miaojiang." Mr. Lai's eyes were sharp, and he spotted the jewelry on the girl's wrist at a glance.

"Who cares about her, hurry up and open the room, Fatty has to go back to sleep." Fatty Wang kept yawning.

I took my ID card and went to the front desk to go through the formalities, when I heard footsteps behind me, and a familiar evil spirit appeared in the hotel lobby.

I turned around abruptly, and saw the old man raising ghosts on the train, leading a gloomy man, walking towards this side.

I didn't know the other party's purpose, so I pinched a piece of talisman secretly. Although my face was vigilant, I was not particularly worried. Three against two, even if the other party had some crooked thoughts, I was not afraid.

Seeing me, the old man raising ghosts stopped in his footsteps, his face was a little surprised, he nodded in a lukewarm manner, stood there waiting, and at the same time looked at my companion in surprise.

When it came to the gloomy man, with an unconvinced expression on his face, eager to try, the old man gave him a hard look before he calmed down.

"What's the matter, do you know each other?" Mr. Lai turned around and asked a little strangely.

"I don't know him. I met him once on the train." Seeing that the other party didn't mean to follow me, I ignored him.

After completing the room card, I stood in the elevator and saw the old man raising ghosts walk to the front desk, who seemed to be going through the room opening procedures, and smiled wryly in my heart, feeling that the world is really small.

Fatty Wang returned to his room and fell asleep. I was a little bored, so I walked to the window at the entrance of the corridor, smoking and looking out the window.

"Ding!" A bell rang, and the elevator slowly opened, and the two ghost-raisers came out.

I glanced at each other, everyone looked at each other and hated each other, and didn't want to see each other, so I could only curse in my heart what a coincidence.

Those two guys who raised ghosts only had one room. I slandered a few times in my heart, and then threw them out of my mind in an instant, and I didn't bother to pay attention to them.

While he was in a daze, the door to the side room opened quietly, and a sneaky figure walked out with hands and feet.

I was stunned for a moment, looking at the familiar figure, I wondered what this weird guy was sneaking up on.

It was the man on the upper and lower bunks of the train who walked out of the room. He ignored me and walked towards the elevator secretly.

The guy pressed the elevator button, stood aside anxiously, scratching his head from time to time, staring at the closed elevator door.

Finally, when the elevator came up, he had a happy face, and just about to step in, there was a soft hum, and the guy turned his head stiffly, as if struck by lightning.

I threw away the cigarette butt, leaned against the wall with my arms folded, looked at the girl walking out of the room, and guessed in my heart which play was in front of me.

"Go back obediently!" The girl's voice was crisp, and she pointed to a room beside her.

The man looked frustrated, like a pug, he went back to his room, and closed the door with a "bang".

(End of this chapter)