Before the old beggar could finish speaking, I had calmed down and immediately added another sentence.
"There's still one anus!"
And then, that was it. The old beggar just beat me to death.
Of course, that's all nonsense. The old beggar wouldn't have the heart to slap my face. He just stomped hard on the ground. This skinny old man's stomp was really something. The hard cement ground was cracked by the old beggar's foot, and the radiating stripes spread all the way to my side.
"This...this..."
Even from this distance, I could feel the ground tremble. That old beggar's kick really startled me. Although I've experienced a bunch of supernatural events, this kind of naked violence is still particularly intimidating.
"I'm not going to waste words with you today. Get up, let's go inside. I'll get rid of the filth on you. I'm determined to take care of this."
I quickly got up, took out my key, opened the door, and invited the old beggar into the house. The old beggar didn't even look at me and just strode into the house.
As soon as the old beggar entered the house, he closed the door. I don't know where he came from, but he took out a yellowed talisman and stuck it on the door. He took a couple of steps inside and then closed the window.
I was about to ask a couple of questions when the old beggar swung his dirty hand down at my head. I dodged quickly. What a joke! My head isn't harder than concrete. This old beggar was going to crack my skull open! But I had barely moved a meter away when I found myself back in the same spot. The old beggar's slap was still on my head, and he was yelling at me.
"go!"
I felt as if another ton of dynamite had exploded next to my ear. My vision went completely white and I couldn't see anything. Then I just lay on the ground and it took me a while to come to my senses. I was about to ask the old beggar if he wanted to settle a personal score, but when I looked at the old beggar, I was completely shocked.
"This...this...this..."
Because I saw a figure in front of the old beggar—the clothes, the build—it was clearly me! When did this person appear in the house, and who looks so much like me? "Come back!"
Before I could react, I heard the old beggar shout again, and then everything went white before my eyes. The world spun around me, and I was back beside the old beggar.
"Sir... what's going on?"
"I used too much force and knocked your soul out, but it's nothing."
"This is nothing?!" I was cursing the old man to death in my heart, but I didn't dare say anything. This old man was holding a grudge today. What if he beat me up again if I said anything? "Ahem! This thing on you is really a bit troublesome. It's very fierce. It seems we need to find someone to help us."
What? So all that fuss just now didn't solve anything, it just made things worse? Is this old man reliable?
I noticed a slight redness on the old beggar's dark face as I stared at him, which made me even more suspicious. Then, perhaps annoyed by my gaze, the old beggar raised his chin.
"Just now, I slapped away most of the evil spirits that were possessing me. Look at my neck."
I took a curious look and saw a distinct red line on the old beggar's neck, with a few drops of blood seeping out under the light.
"See that? That's only me. If it were an ordinary person, their head would have been severed, and they would have fallen off, you know that?"
"I know, I've seen two recently."
The old beggar didn't expect me to say that. He narrowed his eyes and said, "Tell me in detail."
I found a stool and sat down, filled two cups with water from the water dispenser, handed one to the old beggar, and while drinking it, told him about Long Yeqing and the criminal police officer in the interrogation room.
The old beggar listened to me while touching his neck.
After I finished speaking, the old beggar fell silent for a while, his expression somewhat unpleasant.
"Although I know you've gotten yourself into trouble with something extraordinary, it's still strange that something so vicious could be hidden so well."
"Do you have any ideas, sir?"
Seeing the old beggar's behavior just now, I felt a glimmer of hope. After all, who wants to die if they can live? The old beggar even had beads of sweat on his forehead when I looked at him like that.
"There's really nothing I can do about this. I was too overconfident. You've really gotten yourself into a lot of trouble, and you're not only skilled but also very good at hiding it."
My nascent hope was ruthlessly shattered. Even this old beggar, who was clearly no ordinary man, was so helpless. What choice did I have but to wait for death? "Go!"
Before my jumbled thoughts could even settle, I heard the old beggar shout again, throwing the stainless steel cup in his hand. With a sharp clang, the cup was neatly sliced in two! "Go!"
Where to?
Hearing the old beggar say that, I was a little confused. Go? Where to? Did he want me to go as far away as possible to die? Seeing my bewildered expression, the old beggar grabbed me.
"That filthy thing will kill anyone you come into contact with. You can no longer have contact with innocent people. Come with me!"
The old beggar grabbed me and led me to the door. His face suddenly turned grim, and he said, "Going out like this might hurt innocent people. No way!"
The old beggar took two small paper figures out of his pocket, picked them up, and blew on them. The two paper figures instantly grew to the size of normal people, and their thin bodies swelled up as if they had been inflated.
The old beggar released me, bowed to the two paper figures, and said, "My lords, the situation is urgent, please allow me passage!"
The bloated paper figure approached the old beggar with its faceless face, then stood at attention for a moment, stretched out its hand, and placed it on the old beggar's wrist. Another paper figure also approached me and placed its hand on my wrist.
I dared not resist. Something that could command such respect from an old beggar must be no ordinary creature. The texture of this paper figure was indescribable. The thing resting on my wrist didn't feel like it was made of paper; it felt more like the tongue of some creature licking my wrist, giving me goosebumps all over.
"Don't ask anything, and don't look back. Just follow the adults."
The old beggar said just that to me, and then the paper figure pulled him away. I was about to tell him the door wasn't open yet when I saw the paper figure pass straight through the wall! And the old beggar did the same! I was just being pulled along in a daze. The amazing thing was, as long as I followed the paper figure, I could walk right through walls, trees, and even cars. Pedestrians seemed not to see me or the old beggar; I even walked right through a pedestrian! "Young man, you're so young, you have so many years ahead of you, why did you leave like this?"
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