Wu Guocan had a sinister look on his face. Luckily, he was careful, or he would have really fallen into his trap.
A few months ago, he discovered that his house was frequently haunted. He was nervous for a while, worried that the "gods" had come looking for him again.
After all, he secretly destroyed that piece of bone, so it's normal for him to face retaliation.
But he soon discovered that the thing could only scare them at best.
It's strange that after so many incidents, no one has actually been injured.
Of course he knew how vicious the thing he was worshipping was, requiring human lives to sustain it, so how could it be just some small-scale thing?
Wu Guocan suspected that he had been framed. He usually paid close attention to the feng shui of his home and the placement of objects, so his first reaction was to search his house.
He actually found something suspicious: an ebony comb.
He took the comb and went out for a while, and quickly confirmed that there was a ghost in the house, and the problem was with the comb.
My wife said that she saw a young man looking for a comb that day. He said he had spent several hundred yuan to buy it as a gift for his mother. She happened to see the comb a few steps away and secretly picked it up and took it home. She didn't expect it to cause a problem. She wish she hadn't picked it up.
Wu Guocan, however, remained cautious, suspecting that someone had deliberately set this up.
A few months ago, he saw a discussion about the Wishing Train on a paranormal enthusiast forum, which made him more vigilant, worried that someone might come knocking on his door.
Now that a wooden comb has suddenly appeared, it's hard for him not to make connections.
Wu Guocan was always meticulous and observant. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to discover immediately that the thing he was offering had broken its connection, deduce that it had been eliminated, and decisively destroy the bones to completely hide himself.
He quickly focused his suspicions on Li Wenhe, so he came to scout the location a day earlier than the agreed time.
Fortunately, this caution helped him; now he's in the shadows, while the other side is in the light.
"I hate it when people make fun of me, Taoist priest, can you teach her a lesson?"
He had known this eccentric for several years, but to avoid letting others know about their relationship, they rarely met in real life.
Wu Guocan befriended this person in the first place so that he might be able to use him someday.
For this reason, he has provided the other party with many conveniences and shelters over the years.
The evil Taoist sneered: "Don't worry, this little girl is just unlucky to have run into me today."
Wu Guocan was still thinking about Li Wenhe: "But that Taoist priest Li didn't come..."
"Don't worry about that. He's a registered disciple of the Xuanmen sect. The Xuanmen sect has been cracking down on misconduct lately, and for him to put evil spirits in your house to scare you is already a major taboo of the Xuanmen sect. You just need to make a phone call to complain, and he'll be in trouble."
Wang Zheng also knew how to treat people differently based on their status. He had followed Li Wenhe and saw him entering and leaving a large company... clearly a wealthy person.
To avoid cutting off his source of income, he decided to let Li Wenhe off the hook.
Wu Guocan, however, did not want to alarm the Xuanmen.
He quietly slipped a card into Wang Zheng's hand, saying, "What I meant was..."
He made a throat-slitting gesture with a sinister look in his eyes.
Wang Zheng's heart pounded like a drum. Although he had done many bad things, they were all done for money, and he had never been involved in a murder case.
Under the stark white light, Wu Guocan looked like a demon returning to the world. He asked, "Taoist Master, what are you hesitating about? Here are five million. Young Master Li said he'll give you another five million after the deal is done."
Wang Zheng's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly clutched the card in his hand.
"Then it's settled." Wang Zheng swallowed hard, thinking to himself that he was going to take the plunge.
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In the private room, as soon as Ming Zhuo brought up the matter of the Wishing Train, Sun Dalong immediately took off running.
His heart was pounding. He remembered a strange phone call earlier, which warned him to be wary of someone trying to trick him into revealing information and to run away as soon as he sensed something was wrong.
They were right!
Oh right, that person said they ran that way?
Sun Dalong determined the direction and ran westward.
He was now completely panicked and could only follow that person's instructions in the hope of escaping his pursuers.
Seeing that the person had run away, Mingzhuo naturally had to chase after them.
She took out her phone and made a call, "Li Wenhe, he ran downstairs, go and stop him, hurry!"
As she rushed downstairs, Li Wenhe had just rushed out of the antique shop next door.
He turned and glanced at Mingzhuo.
"Hurry and chase him, don't let him get away!" Mingzhu urged.
Li Wenhe chased after him, with Ming Zhuo close behind.
Today is Saturday, no school, and she's wearing her everyday clothes... a pretty dress.
Wearing a skirt naturally made it difficult to make big movements, so she had some trouble chasing after him, but she still gradually got closer to Sun Dalong.
This area is not far from the cultural park; it's an undeveloped area surrounded by mounds of earth.
The two men stumbled and waded along the mound, gradually going deeper and deeper into the earth, seemingly unaware that they were slowly moving away from human habitation.
"I'm tired, hurry up and chase after them." Mingzhuo stopped and stood there panting.
Li Wenhe ran forward without hesitation, and the distance between the two grew further and further.
Wu Guocan observed for a moment and, seeing that Mingzhuo was alone, his eyes gleamed with excitement.
He and Wang Zheng had taken a shortcut and were waiting here, just to catch the two of them in the trap so they could kill them in one fell swoop.
Those two brats, barely out of their teens, dared to plot against him; they're truly despicable.
He finally escaped the control of the wishing train. Shouldn't a spiritual practitioner be compassionate and let him repent and start anew?
Why continue investigating who boarded the Wishing Train? If you're so nosy, no wonder he killed you tonight.
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