Chapter 76 This ghost not only scared me, but also stole my food!
Shen Qing walked out of the magic circle, and the runes of the magic circle gradually faded under his feet. The air in the Yang world was warm, and the majestic Yang energy rushed into his nostrils.
The long-burning lamp at the entrance flickered, illuminating the tilted copper bell on the table. The scene was exactly the same as when he left three days ago.
Suddenly, he felt something soft under his feet. He staggered and held onto the corner of the table. He looked down and saw a grayish-blue ball curled up in the shadows.
The little ghost, with cinnabar talismans wrapped all over his body, was trembling, with two wet eyes looking out from the gaps in the talismans, and the sealed whimpering sound was stuck in his throat, just like a kitten that was hurt by being stepped on.
"Xiao Qihao?"
Shen Qing immediately clenched the sword at his waist, and his voice echoed in the empty hall.
The little ghost under the table suddenly struggled violently, and the talisman made a rustling sound.
He then discovered that the incense burner on the altar had fallen over, and the incense ash had left a winding trail on the ground, leading straight to the half-open door.
Cold sweat slid down his back into his belt, and Shen Qing rushed to the door.
Just as his fingertips touched the cold door handle, the door suddenly crashed inwards. He leaned back reflexively, his protective sword almost unsheathed.
"careful!"
Xiao Qihao's voice was filled with fear, and he quickly stretched out his hand to block the door panel that was about to hit Shen Qingze.
"Teacher Shen! When did you come back?!"
"Xiao Qihao, where have you been?"
--------
Shen Qing bolted the door tightly behind him, and his sword almost came out of its sheath, but luckily he put it back in time.
When I turned around, I found that Xiao Qihao was holding a takeaway bag and a small bag of snacks.
He quickly filled the table with several small boxes from the bag and beckoned Shen Qingze to come over and eat with him.
He then noticed that in the trash can next to the coffee table, there were several empty instant noodle boxes scattered around, as well as some plastic bags and packaging bags with takeout orders attached to them.
"You are..."
Shen Qing stared at the dazzling array of lunch boxes in front of him, his Adam's apple moving.
The takeout order was stacked with different store names and delivery times, all of which were basically new. The soup from the box of hot and sour noodles on the top was dripping down the plastic bag.
Xiao Qihao opened the plastic packaging of the chopsticks and handed one to Shen Qingze.
I don't know where he found a casual T-shirt and trousers, and he has turned into a homely style.
He grabbed a can of Coke and took two gulps.
"I finished my instant noodles the day you left, and I don't know how to cook, so I was afraid I'd blow up your kitchen."
He took out two pieces of paper and wiped the corners of his mouth, swallowed the food in his mouth and said,
"The owner of the braised chicken and rice restaurant downstairs almost called the police because I ordered takeout three or four times a day."
Shen Qing bent down to pick up the rice ball wrapper that had rolled to his feet, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the incense ashes scattered all over the altar.
Xiao Qihao followed his gaze, his ears suddenly turned red, and he said guiltily,
"Before you left, you said you couldn't go out! So I called my uncle and asked for leave so that I could go investigate the case with you,"
"It's already the fourth morning and you haven't come back yet."
Xiao Qihao kicked the kid under the table calmly.
"I just couldn't hold it in any longer, so I thought about throwing away the garbage while picking up the takeaway. Who knew this kid..."
Before he could finish his words, a muffled groan came from under the table. The little ghost who was entangled like a dumpling by the talisman was twisting wildly, with half a piece of fallen fried chicken on the tip of his nose.
Shen Qing stared at the overturned incense burner on the altar, and finally noticed the trail of the incense ash - it was clearly from under the table where the little ghost was tied, leading straight to the door.
He then realized that he had been back for more than two days. Because of the attack by that group of people, his original plan had been extended by two days without him noticing.
Xiao Qihao scratched his head awkwardly and continued,
"It insisted on clinging to the door and wouldn't let me leave. It even knocked over the altar while making a fuss. I had no choice but to tie it up."
"Who would have known that when I went downstairs to throw away the trash, you would come back stepping on it."
Shen Qing looked at him and the little ghost who was yelling under the table in silence, and said in a low voice,
"You ordered so much, it would be strange if there wasn't so much garbage"
Xiao Qihao swallowed the fried chicken in his mouth angrily, pointed at the little ghost and complained,
"It's all his fault! The instant noodles were enough to eat, but for every one I ate, he ate four mouthfuls with soup! He ate everything he could in less than a day!"
"I had no choice but to order takeout, but this bad guy wanted to steal it from me!"
The little ghost struggled even harder, and kept moving towards Shen Qingze, whimpering as if to refute Xiao Qihao.
Xiao Qihao grabbed a roasted chicken leg in a naughty way and shook it left and right in front of him. The little ghost stared with his eyes wide open, but he watched Xiao Qihao stuff it into his mouth with a wicked smile, eating it with great satisfaction.
"Do you want to eat? Oh! I won't give you any! I told you not to scare me all the time and snatch my food."
"I'm afraid it's a starving ghost."
Shen Qing asked with even more laughter and tears,
"He still scares you?"
Xiao Qihao finished eating the roasted chicken leg in his hand and complained righteously,
"Yes, Mr. Shen, I tell you, he always scares me for no reason behind me and makes strange noises in the middle of the night,"
"He almost drove me crazy, luckily you came back."
The little ghost kept complaining to each other, and Xiao Qihao teased him on purpose, as if in revenge.
Shen Qing pinched his eyebrows, feeling a headache as if he was taking care of a child.
The little ghost under the table stared at the fried chicken and Xiao Qihao with resentful eyes, and suddenly felt that the pool of blood in the underworld was quieter than the one in front of him.
Xiao Qihao was full and drank the Coke in the can. Suddenly he asked seriously,
"By the way, Mr. Shen, what did you gain from your trip to the underworld?"
Shen Qing told him about the incident that day when the men in black and black robes attacked him, and guessed that this might be related to the Psychic Association that Ye Xiang mentioned before.
"Has Captain Fang told you about any new discoveries in the past few days?"
Xiao Qihao scratched his head, picked up his phone from the sofa, showed him some new news reports and the urgent documents sent by the General Administration, and said in a deep voice,
"I don't know what strange things happened in the past few days. A reactionary force has spontaneously organized itself in many places. Those people shouted words like eternal life and resurrection, formed gangs and held rituals, affecting social order."
"Traffic accidents frequently occur in the city, causing panic among the people."
Xiao Qihao reached out and slid the screen to the other side, which showed a case report.
"Fortunately, those organizations initially broke out in remote mountainous and rural areas and have not yet affected major urban areas,"
"The vehicles involved in the accident were basically taxis and luxury brand private cars. We suspect that the same group of people were responsible for the previous case at the intersection of National Shih Road."
Xiao Qihao raised his hand and threw it. The Coke can hit the side of the trash can accurately and hit the head of the kid who was resting with his eyes closed.
There was a "dong" sound, and the little ghost was immediately unhappy. He struggled to crawl towards Xiao Qihao, scaring him so much that he quickly climbed from the table to the sofa, and teased embarrassedly,
"I'm sorry! I really didn't mean it this time! It was the trash can that started it!"
"Teacher Shen, help me!"
Before they could even have a few words, the man and the ghost started a chaotic chase in the small living room...
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
