Ning Que's expression changed, his lips turned pale, and his face looked as if it was covered with a layer of putty.
She felt the strong taste of blood licking lightly in her mouth and gripped the joystick tighter.
The explosion was quite powerful, and I was able to withstand it with my half-baked formation.
"Sister, are you okay?" Feng Hao noticed that there was something wrong with Ning Que's expression.
"It's okay, I won't die. Comrade Haohao, the bomb you threw was quite powerful! I'm afraid you threw all your treasure in there!" Ning Que swallowed his saliva to suppress the taste of blood in his mouth, with a nonchalant expression on his face.
Feng Hao's figure disappeared from the bottom, and finally he said worriedly, "Sister, I have passed the level and have to leave first. Be careful." The seat that was originally warm became cold when the wind blew.
Following Ning Que's shout of "Let's go!", the helicopter landed with difficulty in a weird posture like a chicken's neck stuck in the ground. Before she could jump off, she heard a clang and the helicopter body disintegrated. Her foot sank into a pile of scrap metal, and then a group of armed policemen surrounded her outside, with the black muzzles of their guns pointed at her.
Ning Que slowly raised his hands, "Surrender!"
The leading police officer waved his hand and said, "Take him away!"
She was led to the car by the arm, surrounded by people. The reporters' flashbulbs lit up the night like day, with large white lights blooming in their pupils.
Suddenly, a figure flashed by, and Ning Que was picked up and stuffed into the car. With the roar of the engine, a car rushed out, leaving behind an afterimage on the ground.
This made things lively, just like a piece of sodium thrown into the water, the whole street had never been so lively before.
The driver was driving his almost scrapped car crookedly on the road. Behind him were police cars and some private cars, most of which belonged to reporters. The people in the police cars lined up in a V-shape were shouting at the top of their lungs, "Stop! Stop!" The sound disappeared into the night as the speeding cars.
Ning Que leaned halfway out of the window, holding up a megaphone, "Tell your leader to dig out what's underneath and see for himself, then you'll know!" Then he immediately retracted his head and patted his shoulder, "Drive faster, let's go!"
He turned the steering wheel hard to the left, and the rear of the car swung out in a beautiful semicircle before disappearing into the woods. The dark shadows were devoid of light, and the shabby old car drove in like a drop of water in the ocean, soundless and without a single ripple.
Ning Que lay on the roof, watching the branches grow downward, like a hand burned in hell, reaching for a piece of cool air. A crow cried, and the charred branches rustled, falling heavily. Just as a leaf was about to touch Ning Que's face, the driver came out, pulled out a cigarette, lit it, and threw it out.
The leaves slowly rose up again and returned to their original shape, just like a child who was caught watching TV secretly by his parents, but pretended nothing happened.
Ning Que smiled, turned over, and asked, "Driver, you really understand!"
He smiled bitterly, his massive body blending in beautifully with the black color. "I can't help it. I've been here for almost ten years, how could I not be familiar with it? This place is called the Ghost Tree. If someone breaks in, without a ghost or a master to lead them out, they'll definitely be dried to a pulp."
He sighed deeply and gestured with his hands on his waist. "My girl should be 17 years old now. She was only this tall when I got into the accident."
"Then go see your wife and your daughter!" Ning Que yawned deeply and felt a little sleepy.
Suddenly, black smoke billowed from his body, and his entire body became sticky and sticky. Strips of peeling flesh began to appear on his body. At this time, Ning Que slapped him with a kitchen knife and sang a lazy voice, "Why are you emitting such black energy here? If you have a grudge, then go and get it!"
Ning Que's pat on his back encouraged him, and the dark energy around him slowly receded. He smiled bitterly and said, "I've been there to cause trouble before, but then she bought a Buddha statue for her home and worshipped it every day. I couldn't do anything about it! One time, she almost turned to ashes and died."
Ning Que straightened his waist and stood up, "Let's go, why don't we go see your daughter!"
The driver was also slightly persuaded. "I went to see her once when she was ten years old, but she was so scared that she cried, so I never went back."
"It's okay. Back then, you must have been too ugly and scared your daughter to tears. Now she's grown up, how could a daughter dislike her father's ugliness?" Ning Que squinted his eyes as he sat in the passenger seat. "Let's go! By the time the sun comes out, we won't be able to leave."
So the car, breathing heavily, turned a corner, avoided the police officers who were still searching, and slipped away like a fish.
Ning Que was woken up, opened his sleepy eyes, opened the car door, and got out. He saw the driver standing beside him, a little embarrassed, his right foot shaking constantly, his fingers repeatedly rubbing the corner of his clothes, his eyes bright and full of light.
He started, "Isn't it a bit inappropriate for me to still be dressed like this?" Before Ning Que could say anything, he continued, "How about you buy me some clothes, preferably branded ones. And a big gold chain..." He started sobbing as he spoke, "Let...let, my girl...see that I'm living...well...I haven't embarrassed her..."
Perhaps it was because the middle-aged man's armor fell off and it took a long time to put it back on. The street light in front of the house shone warmly on a man squatting on the ground crying and a woman watching quietly with her arms folded.
"Alas." Ning Que took out a pair of scissors and some cloth from his space space, and immediately began to measure, cut, and sew on the ground. He would occasionally glance at the crying man, and when he calmed down a little, he spoke, "Tell me about your family situation!"
He burped. "I was busy visiting clients all day, and my daughter was very well-behaved. Every day after finishing her homework, she'd sit at the door with a little stool waiting for me to come back. My wife was a neglectful person, but my daughter is nothing like her. She's very well-behaved. Later, my wife went to play mahjong, and my daughter was taken away. It was only after I got home that Uncle Li told me he hadn't seen my daughter for a day."
He took out the last cigarette from his cigarette rack and held it in his hand without lighting it. "My head exploded at that time. I immediately called the police while driving to look for her. Later, I drove too fast and got into an accident. Fortunately, I saw the girl was found in the end. Later, I went to make trouble for that woman..."
Ning Que threaded the last stitch, cut off the thread with scissors, shook out the clothes and pants, and handed them over. "It's a suit jacket. We've got time, so you can make do with it! There's no clothing store nearby, so wait a minute!"
She seemed to remember something and picked out some headdresses that the princess had not taken out before, choosing a pair of silver bracelets and a pearl hairpin. "This is a gift for your daughter. It's definitely not shabby!"
Ning Que sneaked into the room and originally planned to carry her daughter out, but the Buddha statue was placed carelessly in front of the dining table.
Mo Luojia! Ning Que's eyes lit up. Ever since she came to the lab, she had always kept flammable and explosive items like cooking oil on hand. So he took out a garbage bag, shook it, and put the items in it.
This thing seemed to still have some consciousness, jumping up and down in the plastic bag. Ning Que hurried out and shouted to the driver, "Okay, you can go in!" and immediately went to deal with the things in his hands.
After a long time, the sky was slightly bright. Ning Que lay in the car, lamenting that this life was too unhealthy and his day and night were reversed.
The driver floated in, the spirit in his eyes was completely different, his face flushed, "Sister, where are you going!"
Ning Que was so frightened that he trembled, "Sister? I don't deserve it!"
"Well-deserved, well-deserved!" The driver started the car and said, "Where are we going, sister?"
"Send me to Liren Hospital!"
"Aren't you afraid of getting caught?" He stopped the car, a little scared.
"It's okay. Oh, by the way, can you help me sell these things at the auction house and get some money?" Ning Que placed the last four pieces of jewelry he had forgotten to take out of the space into a garbage bag and threw it on the back seat. "You should also get a new car. I'm afraid that by the time you get to this point, your car will be slower than someone else's tractor!"
Ning Que saw that the hole in the wall was not blocked, so he looked around and went in. As a result, he saw an old man looking at her face to face.
Ahem, that's a bit embarrassing.
"Uncle, are you going to relieve yourself here?" Ning Que looked at Uncle Yuan Quan who was telling her stories, and didn't know why he said this.
Yuan Quan also recognized this person and leaned slightly to the side. "What are you doing here?"
Ning Que stood up, dusted off his clothes, and threw the question back, "Then why did you come here?"
The situation is very strange now. Wherever Ning Que goes, Yuan Quan goes too. She can't get rid of him. There are many people and guards in the hospital, so their behavior is very eye-catching. There is also an old lady who advises her, "Be nice to your father-in-law and don't be so unfilial."
Ning Que walked towards the scene of last night's explosion. The debris formed a perfectly defined line, with large chunks of steel and concrete overlapping each other. Some exposed rebar stood upright like wallpaper, while others were tangled with other concrete blocks. Two spirits floated in the middle of the ruins, standing there in confusion.
Huh? Why are there only two? Did the others run away? That's fine too.
Never mind, two are enough. Hehehe, sister is here, come over quickly!
Ning Que thought that as long as he could judge these two, he could not help but let out a chuckle, and the gesture of waving his hands was like summoning spirits.
After Honghong pulled the two spirits out of the ruins, Ning Que set his sights on Yuan Quan who was standing next to him.
Because he seemed to have seen the two spirits, Ning Que noticed his moment of surprise.
"Ahem, actually I am a..." Ning Que wanted to play tricks and say that he came here specially to capture these two ghosts for the sake of world peace.
He spoke, "Come here, I'll take you to a quiet place."
They walked straight west along the building for more than 400 meters and arrived at a public toilet, yes, a public toilet.
Ning Que looked at him standing at the door of the men's restroom, a little surprised, "Brother, the passage is here, I'm afraid there will be a smell going up and down!"
"Don't think too much." Yuan Quan said, went in, pressed on each tile, and then took Ning Que to a very old-fashioned morgue. After entering, she pushed open a freezer and went in.
The thick darkness swallowed you up instantly like ink without a drop of water. It was pitch dark, and you couldn't see the road beneath your feet. Standing there alone, your heart pounding. A faint stench hung in the air, almost imperceptible. Two petite and adorable little ghosts stood nearby. This environment was truly exceptional. Ning Que shifted his gaze before finally seeing the road clearly.
Yuan Quan didn't care and walked straight forward. The overlapping steps made people numb. They were covered with a lot of slippery white moss. He suddenly stopped and pointed at the moss on the ground with his foot. There was a hint of pride in his tone, "This is the result of our invention. If the three of us hadn't brought it down, it would have been corroded."
"That's great. No need to look for a place. I can handle it here!"
He walked forward stubbornly, as if he was in a trance, step by step.
The sweat on Ning Que's back felt cool in this damp and cold environment, as if someone was stroking her back, giving her goose bumps.
arrive--
After the door opened, there was a room. The snow-white ceiling was installed with the most common incandescent lamp, which was a little black. The putty was not evenly spread, but in patches. The water stains of different colors in the corners and edges spread over a large area of the wall.
An operating table sat in the corner, gathering dust. Its unrolled faux leather belt, still in its dreamlike state, seemed to mock Ning Que's weakness and cowardice. Flyers, once snow-white and reeking of disinfectant, lay neatly stacked. From disuse, the edges had turned a burnt yellow, like a thin biscuit.
Yuan Quan didn't seem to notice and said happily to Ning Que, "This is where we used to do experiments. It's absolutely safe here."
Ning Que suppressed his worries and planned to deal with the things in his hands first.
To be honest, after she recited the rest of the sins, they stood there and two pieces of white paper floated up from their bodies, with words appearing on them.
"The third commandment is not to be angry. The sixth commandment is not to kill."
[Trial Begins]
The fog spread instantly, wrapping Ning Que in it.
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