Leaning slightly to the side, I focus to the utmost extent, and my listening ability is also at its peak.
Women's voices become more refined, and entire words cannot be heard clearly.
Hina Yu is not rash, clearly, the main bone is on me.
I squinted slightly, gauged the height of the iron gate and the thorny iron wire mesh, and then took a glance at the lock on the door and the hinges of the connecting courtyard wall.
Unlocking the lock is not a problem, but generally, such doors make a lot of noise.
"Wait here for me." I said to Hina Yu in a very low voice.
In the next instant, I slightly bent my knees, leaped upwards, and my shoe soles just cleared the iron wire mesh. Landing, I gently exhaled and crouched down, both feet and hands hitting the ground simultaneously to dissipate any excess force, almost without making any extra noise.
The faint sound is still there, and I stand up, following the direction of the sound to walk.
The staircase of the small second floor has a mop pool, full of rust marks on the water taps, dripping water droplets.
My footsteps are not as loud as the dripping water, which serves as a disguise.
In a moment, I climbed up to the second floor. I glanced at the hallway. One side was open to the outdoors, and the other side had two indoor doors, both with windows.
I cautiously walked to the side of the window, glancing in with my peripheral vision.
There were three people in sight!
On the bed, there was a tall man lying down. He was dressed in a yellow gown, which was not normal clothing for a living person. It looked like mourning clothes for the dead, his entire face turned white at once, his lips were black, and his eyeballs were slightly yellow.
His body could not stop shaking, and the gray aura kept spreading from his body.
Next to the bed were two other people: the woman Huang Qin, whose large face was looking at the man on the bed with cautious eyes, still muttering incoherently, with the same message: don't move, endure.
The other person was suddenly Tang Quan.
However, at this moment, Tang Quan was wearing a crisp suit and also had a pair of frameless glasses.
He was completely focused, and in his hand was a gleaming needle, about to be thrust into the throat of the man on the bed!
Suddenly, a hacking cough came from the man's mouth, and Huang Qin's voice became much louder, shrilly shouting, "Don't move!"
This shout was too shrill, and I am not very familiar with Huang Qin, and it doesn't sound like her.
She suddenly reached out and pressed down on the man on the bed!
Only then did I realize the details. Huang Qin was tiptoeing, with her heels floating in the air, clearly a ghost taking over!
No wonder…… She can suppress an appeased ghost!
No need to doubt, the man is Huang Qin's husband, the assistant of Old Gong before, that sick ghost!
Tang Quan…… What does he want to do to him?
No, it's not what Tang Quan wants to do to him, but what that dead man's suit wants to do!?
The most critical question is, why would there be a Huang Qin possessed by a ghost, helping that dead man's suit?
The sick ghost doesn't move.
Tang Quan's hand plunged down suddenly, and it was about to pierce the throat of the sick ghost.
I took a sudden step forward and gave a heavy kick to the door!
With a loud rumble, the door opened.
I raised my hand and flung a handful of bright red powder.
Dealing with ordinary ghosts is not difficult; cinnabar is enough.
Huang Qin suddenly turned around.
I can clearly see that there was a shadow of a human face floating on her face, also a woman, not very old, at most in her twenties. The woman looked panicked.
The cinnabar powder first fell on Huang Qin, and the woman's panic turned to pain. With a sharp scream, she crumbled into a cloud of gray mist, and Huang Qin fell heavily to the ground, spitting white foam.
Another part of the cinnabar powder fell on the sick ghost, who also struggled continuously, as if pierced through his body. Then he collapsed and disappeared.
All of this happened in an instant.
My kick to the door stopped Tang Quan's action.
In a moment, the room was left with only him and me.
Originally, Tang Quan's expression was menacing. The next second, a strange smile appeared on his face.
"I see you."
Suddenly, he said this sentence, and his eyes opened even wider.
In his dry voice, there was a hint of Tang Quan's own tone, and there was also an old man's accent, kind but with a deceptive and ominous aura.
I suddenly felt the hair on my scalp stand on end!
In a daze, it seems that Tang Quan in front of me is identical to the old man I perceived at the time!
In the next second, Tang Quan took a step towards me.
He had a limp, but now, under the control of the dead man's suit, his legs seemed to be perfectly fine.
Tang Quan violently reached out, as if he wanted to grab my hand. The needle in his hand was aimed at my index finger!
I shivered, quickly taking a step back!
In a blink, I realized the problem.
The dead man's suit is after all a temporary host, and the glasses themselves are suspicious.
Together, they have accelerated a certain grievance.
This resentment has communicated with the ghost!
Tang Quan wants to pierce my index finger to make me sense it again!
The heel of my foot touched the edge of the hallway, and I flung myself backward and flipped in mid-air. Suddenly, I adjusted my posture in mid-air. With a height of over three meters, landing would not cause me to roll out.
But the next second, Tang Quan jumped down from the second floor with a loud rumble, and a large amount of dust was stirred up.
He stood up straight, still smiling strangely, and took a few steps towards me.
"Don't run! You're sick, and I can cure you."
The empty voice had a strong hypnotic flavor.
Outside the iron door, Hina Yu's face turned pale as she shouted, "Luo Xian Shen, are you alright!?"
I did not pay attention to the voice, but stood up suddenly, and in a flash, I rubbed my hands inside my pockets.
What I had was several pieces of talisman paper.
Taking a step forward, I swung my hands down fiercely onto Tang Quan's head at the moment of our collision!
Tang Quan was about to grab my hand, but when he touched the talisman paper, his fingers suddenly spurted white steam, and he could not grab me or stop me.
The next second, I heavily slapped his head on both sides, and the talisman paper tightly stuck to the sun nerve on both sides.
Tang Quan's body trembled as if he had been shocked, and he kept spitting white foam from his mouth.
I grabbed off his glasses.
Following that, I took off his suit, shirt, and pants in two quick moves.
After all that, Tang Quan trembled even more violently, and he spat out even more white foam!
Hina Yu's tense hands grabbed tightly onto the iron gate's railing, finally letting out a sigh.
But my heart's sigh was not released, and the mist that filled my heart was actually a bigger cloud.
Thankfully... Tang Quan is still alive.
If Tang Quan is a ghost like Zhao Kang, he might become even more fierce under the dead man's suit, and I would not be able to remove the glasses or take off the suit.
I stared at the suit and the glasses on the ground for two seconds, and then glanced up at the second floor on the diagonal above.
A tall man wearing a yellow mourning robe looked at us with a terrified expression, covering his neck as if he were scared.
I squinted my eyes, and a plan began to form in my mind.
Huang Qin and her sick ghost husband must have suffered an unforeseen disaster.
It was Tang Quan, controlled after he wore the dead man's suit, who sought them out.
But I don't know why there is a ghost helping him.
"Watch your wife carefully and don't go out anymore." I whispered.
The sick ghost nodded abruptly and bolted back into the room.
Bang! The door slammed shut.
I walked up to the door, unlocked it from the inside, and exchanged a look with Hina Yu.
"Help me take the dead man's suit, and I'll help Tang Quan back."
Hina Yu: "……"
