God Bestows Evil

Chapter 202: The tiptoed ghost gets upper body

　　唰!

Wu Xian shivered, and immediately fell to the ground, looking around warily.

 Shi Ji fell down almost at the same time as him, and Sun Qian also followed suit.

 Li Qi supported Zhao Ying’s body.

 Looking numb, dull, without any brilliance.

Zhao Ying's death was so sudden that Li Qi still didn't understand what happened. The two of them had been holding hands just now, so why were they suddenly separated forever?

 Is this too fast?

 The relationship between this adventurous couple is very good.

They have the same hobbies, a common career, and complementary personalities. Although they are not as passionately in love as in the TV series, they have already regarded each other as a part of themselves.

　　Bang!

With a thunderous noise, another bullet hit a grave and splashed some soil.

Zhu Shuhui realized belatedly that he had been shot.

 He quickly pushed Li Qi down and lay on the ground in order to avoid bullets that might appear at any time.

Wu Xian pounded the ground and cursed in a low voice.

"Damn it, I knew it would be like this. I was on guard when I saw Sha Huaqiang had a gun in the carriage. I was worried about this for a long time, and finally I was shot."

Shi Ji wiped his sweat and his calves felt a little weak: "A submachine gun is much scarier than a ghost."

Sun Qian was a little confused. These two men had no expressions of composure in the face of the fierce ghost. Why did they react so strongly to the gun?

If Shi Ji knew his doubts, he would definitely educate him well.

Faced with sneaky, Shi Ji can make the opponent more or less disgusted, but when faced with submachine guns...

How far can **** be thrown, and how far can a bullet hit?

 While speaking.

 Wu Xian has found the person who shot the gun.

It's not that Wu Xian has good eyesight, but this man is wearing an orange vest with reflective tape. He is the worker who disappeared last night!

This worker was standing next to a tree, holding a submachine gun in one hand, his movements were weird and stiff, and he was trying hard to aim.

 They had been trying to break through the ghost wall before, so they ignored the dangers that might appear behind them.

 Bang, bang, bang!

Several more shots were fired, each shot making everyone's liver tremble, but not a single bullet hit. The worker lowered his head, patting the side of the gun as if in annoyance, and acted funny like a mime.

Wu Xian frowned.

If it was a worker who fired the gun, he had never eaten pork and had at least seen pigs running away. As for the awkward way?

And apart from the shooting posture, the other postures of this worker are also very strange. Sometimes they look like people, sometimes they look like shadow puppets controlled by strings in a shadow puppet show.

This weird look made Zhu Shuhui’s hair stand on end.

Sharp-eyed Sun Qian whispered: "Brother Xian, look, he...his toes are standing on tiptoe!"

Wu Xian just noticed it.

The worker’s feet were covered by weeds, with only the toes lightly touching the ground.

The force started from the ground, and the workers did not touch the ground. They did not exert any force themselves and relied entirely on other forces to move, so the posture looked so awkward.

Zhu Shuhui exclaimed slightly excitedly: "The ghost is upper body, this is the ghost upper body!"

Wu Xian immediately asked: "How to break the ghost's upper body?"

"I have no idea."

Wu Xian rolled his eyes.

Although the possessed worker's marksmanship was poor, he could occasionally hit it accurately, as evidenced by the tragic death of Zhao Ying. No one wanted to let this person "accurately" on him once.

So they crawled on the ground and quickly hid where there were obstacles around them. Even Li Qi crawled over with them.

Seeing that he had lost his goal, the worker raised his legs and walked over. His movements were extremely uncoordinated.

As he walked, he fired.

 After reaching the position of Zhao Ying’s body, the worker pulled the trigger again, but this time the gun did not go off!

 The bullets are empty!

 This is the opportunity Wu Xian was waiting for.

 Click!

Zhu Shuhui pressed the shutter button, and with the flash, the photo was taken in one go.

 Wu Xianze rushed over. The worker was wielding a submachine gun and whipping Wu Xian randomly, but his movements were too stiff. Wu Xian easily dodged over and swung the ghost head knife to make a false slash behind the worker.

Wu Xian planned to attack only the upper body ghost.

 If this cut doesn’t work, the next cut will cut down the workers as well.

 Fortunately, the attack worked.

The worker's legs went weak and he fell straight onto the dirt.

Sun Qian cheered.

 But Wu Xian’s expression was not very good.

 He ​​didn’t feel like he had hit anything, which meant that the thing left on his own initiative rather than leaving after being hit by him.

even so.

Everyone has relaxed a little for the time being. At least now they don’t have to worry about being blackmailed.

Wu Xian put his hand on the worker's neck and found that his blood vessels were still beating. The man was still alive, so he slapped him several times.

 After a few snapping sounds.

 The worker who had been missing for a day woke up leisurely.

 Li Qi walked over quickly, with a straight look in his eyes, picked up the gun on the ground, loaded it, pointed it at the worker's head and was about to shoot.

Wu Xian reacted quickly, jumped up immediately, and pushed Li Qi back five or six meters.

"I know you want revenge, but the murderer is not him, but the ghost that is attached to him. We need to get information about the ghost from him, otherwise you will never be able to get revenge."

 In fact, Li Qi also understood this, but he couldn't help it.

After the murder was stopped, he walked to Zhao Ying's body, knelt on the ground and cried loudly, his voice was like a helpless child, which was heartbreaking to hear.

 After a while.

The worker also regained his consciousness.

 “Can I have something to eat?”

 Wu Xian shook his head: "The ghost in your belly has disappeared. If you are not afraid of being parasitized, I can get you some food."

The worker thought about it and gave up.

Wu Xiang introduced the current situation to the workers. After the workers thought for a while, they talked about their experiences before being possessed.

“I drank too much water last night and wanted to pee. Although the toilet was available, I didn’t dare to go in alone, and I was embarrassed to ask others to accompany me…”

“So I decided to stand outside and pee outside the door so everyone could see me.”

“I originally thought that I would not be afraid, but looking at the dark streets and the weeds blown by the wind, my heart still lifted..."

“So I quickly solved it, zipped it up, turned around and prepared to go back to the tent. That was the most relaxed moment for me, but at that time..."

 At this point, the worker trembled.

 “There was a hand behind my back and tapped me on the shoulder!”

"I can't remember what happened after that. I just saw you when I opened my eyes."

Wu Xian frowned, this little information was not enough.

“Think about it again, what was your state at the moment you lost consciousness?”

The driver frowned and thought hard: "It seems... I seemed to be scared and jumped up."

 “Jump up…”

Zhu Shuhui clapped his hands fiercely: "I know, the heels of both of his feet left the ground at the same time, giving the ghost a chance to put his insteps against his soles from behind!"

Wu Xian nodded. He thought so too. Considering the worker's appearance of being possessed before, with the heels of his feet off the ground, this should be the condition for a ghost to possess him.

Think of this.

Wu Xian's body suddenly felt cold.

 Isn’t there one person among them who meets the requirements for possession?

 (End of this chapter)