Chapter 49: Master's Wife, Definitely a Relative
After returning home, Duan Anluo knocked on the weasel's altar: "Huang San? Are you asleep?"
Master Huang San was awakened, "Call me Master Huang San! Don't call me Huang San!"
Duan Anluo didn't care whether it was angry or not, and instructed it: "There is a doll on Si Cang's car. You attach yourself to it and ask that unfilial son if he still wants the doll. If he doesn't want it, bring it back. I want it."
Master Huang San: "If I possess him and ask him, will he be scared to death?"
"No, he didn't even answer his father's call for help. How can a heartless person be afraid? Oh, by the way, you can call his father back and let him and his father reminisce about the past. I'll burn some incense for the ghost messenger and let his father celebrate the seventh day before leaving."
Mr. Huang San asked worriedly, "Will I be arrested if I do this to ordinary people?"
"No," Duan Anluo looked at the rune between its eyebrows, "Anyone who enters my Xuanmen will have a mark. Others will know at a glance that you are a domesticated one. If something goes wrong, they will come to me, not you."
That put Mr. Huang San at ease. Could a pet like this actually have such benefits? If it did something bad...
"Don't try to use my name to do bad things. I know where you shit in the mountains."
Master Huang San: “…”
I'll bury you *&% xx!
Before daybreak, Master Huang set off quickly. It was a demon, not a ghost, so he wasn't afraid of it even at daybreak. He was just afraid of being seen by passersby and getting into trouble.
Qi You heard the noise and came out rubbing his eyes, "Master, is the incident resolved?"
Duan Anluo rubbed the child's head and said, "It's solved. Go back to sleep. From now on, I won't wake you at night, so you don't have to get up."
Qi You wanted to ask more questions, but Duan Anluo knocked him on the forehead and said, "There's no rush to learn things. I'm not in a hurry to die. You have plenty of time to learn."
Qi You glared at his master in dissatisfaction, "Don't say the word 'death' in the future. It's unlucky."
Duan Anluo: “…Ha!”
Qi You also knew that he would get beaten for saying this, so he ran away after saying it.
Duan Anluo pointed at the back of Qi You's head and said to Si Cang who came in: "Did you see that? Tian Gang is the one who dares to control me now."
Si Cang grabbed Duan Anluo by the back of his collar and dragged him back to his room. Accusing a ten-year-old was childish.
Ever since the doll disappeared, Liu Wu felt that there was something eerie around him. He became suspicious of everything he saw and always felt that the things around him would suddenly move like the doll.
He doesn't dare to live at home now and has been staying in a hotel. He doesn't dare to turn off the lights when he goes to bed. As soon as he closes his eyes, he sees the doll's neck suddenly tilted back and the horrifying look of it smiling at the camera.
He strongly suspected that the doll was possessed by his father.
When his father was alive, he often made his father angry. Now that his father is dead, will he want to take him away?
As the saying goes: If you have done nothing wrong, you don’t have to worry about ghosts knocking on your door. Liu Wu was now afraid that the puppet would come back and knock on his door. He felt extremely guilty.
After finally waiting until dawn, he finally dared to go to sleep. But as soon as he closed his eyes, he heard a "dong dong dong" sound outside the window, as if something cold and hard was knocking on the window.
Liu Wu suddenly opened his eyes. He was living on the 18th floor! What could have knocked on his window?
The knocking became more and more urgent and frequent, and it was obvious that the thing knocking on the glass was getting more and more impatient.
Liu Wu was so frightened that he didn't even dare to open the curtains to check. He frantically grabbed the phone and called the front desk, his voice distorted: "Hello? Someone's smashing my window! Quick! Someone come quickly!"
"Hello? Hello? Talk, do you need help? Hello?"
"Hello, mom! Can't you hear me?!" The person on the other end seemed to be completely deaf to what he was saying, and the call was hung up directly.
Mr. Huang San outside the window was already impatient. The skill of smashing glass was sometimes really passed down from ancestors.
With a loud "crash", the entire window was kicked to pieces by its feet that were wrapped in demonic power. The broken glass rushed into the house along with the demonic wind, and even the bed where Liu Wu was curled up was covered with broken glass.
Liu Wu was so frightened that he screamed, curled up in a ball holding his head, not daring to open his eyes, "Dad! Don't kill me! I was wrong! Dad! I won't dare to do it again!"
No matter how he screamed, his voice seemed to be trapped in a huge vacuum tank and could not be heard at all.
Huang San controlled the puppet's body and nimbly jumped onto Liu Wu's bed. His hard feet stepped on Liu Wu's head, which was buried under the pillow. "Shut up! Stop howling! Let me ask you, do you still want this puppet?"
Liu Wu burst into tears. He wouldn't dare take this thing even if he was beaten to death! It was obvious that his father loved these collections so much that he wanted to take them away after his death. He mustered up his courage and grabbed the puppet's legs, "Dad! I won't dare sell those collections anymore! I'll burn them all for you! Don't kill me!"
Mr. Huang was so frightened by the word "Dad" that his white hair stood up. He withdrew his foot in disgust, shaking it rapidly as if he had stepped on dog shit. "Who is your dad? Don't try to get close to me! I'm asking you, do you want this doll? If you don't want it, I'll take it away."
Liu Wu was so frightened that he was out of his mind, shaking his head like a rattle: "No! No! Please! Go away! Never come back!"
Mr. Huang got the answer and jumped off the bed with satisfaction. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly remembered another task that Duan Anluo had given him: he had to find this kid's father.
This little magic to summon souls and spirits is just a matter of raising a claw for an old monster like it.
Turbid evil energy rolled through the room, and Master Huang San showed a little shadow of his original form as a weasel. He grabbed and pulled at the void with his claws, and a vague soul was pulled out by him.
It impatiently threw the soul onto the limp Liu Wu and said, "Your own son, educate him yourself. There are still two days until your seventh day, when the ghost messenger will come to pick you up."
After doing all this, Master Huang San jumped lightly out of the big hole kicked out by it, and like a giant gecko, he crawled away from the eighteenth floor with a "clattering" sound.
As for the money for the glass, Liu Wu will definitely pay for it, and whoever stays in the hotel will have to pay for it.
At this moment, Liu Wu sat slumped in a mess of broken glass, shaking like a sieve. He saw his dead father and silently pulled out the belt from his waist...
After Duan Anluo woke up, he saw the doll thrown in the living room. The cause and effect on it had disappeared, and the doll was ownerless.
Duan Anluo happily instructed Jiang Yuan to load the doll onto the car. Didn't Si Cang hire someone to modify it? Go ahead and do it.
Logistics called: "Master Duan, the matter has been handled and the report has been submitted. You just need to wait for the guild to transfer the money."
Duan Anluo asked, "Has the body that Yu Xuezhou used been dealt with?"
"We took care of it. We sent her to the hospital. She has several broken bones and her voice is hoarse. She'll probably need to recuperate for a while. There's a ghostly footprint on the man's face. Unless we find a master more powerful than Yu Xuezhou, it can't be removed."
The logistics personnel were only there to assist. Duan Anluo didn't want to help the man deal with the footprints on his face, and they couldn't do it, let alone care. As long as the strangeness disappeared and didn't affect anyone else, their mission would be accomplished.
"That's it." Duan Anluo settled the case with just one sentence. He didn't want to bother with that scumbag, even if he was paid.
"My boyfriend and his bestie are in trouble together. Please inform that girl."
"I've notified you. That girl is short and has a terrible temper. She beat up her boyfriend and best friend, swinging her bag around and hitting them in the face!"
Duan Anluo was amused. "This is their karma. Let them solve it themselves. It has nothing to do with us."
In the evening, Duan Anluo prepared another ointment and called Si Cang to the rattan chair by the window to change the ointment on Si Cang's arm.
After just one application of ointment, the wound healed a lot. Si Cang thought it was too troublesome and didn't want to apply it again, "It doesn't hurt anymore, no need."
"Apply it for another day. It's so hot, the wound will easily become red and swollen." Duan Anluo didn't allow him to refuse and carefully cleaned the area around the wound. Jiang Yuan was clumsy and didn't handle the details well.
Si Cang's gaze fell on Duan Anluo's profile, moved slightly upwards, fell on Duan Anluo's long eyelashes, and then fell on Duan Anluo's seductive red mole, and he was stunned.
Duan Anluo looked up and met Si Cang's eyes. "Does it hurt?"
Si Cang lowered his gaze and looked at his wound, "It doesn't hurt."
Duan Anluo didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that Si Cang was deliberately avoiding looking at him. What was the creditor afraid of? Even he, the debtor, was not afraid.
"Next time you get hurt, come to me. Don't be so hard on yourself."
"Who did you learn this from? You know so much."
"I didn't learn from anyone else. I seem to be born with it."
Si Cang was helpless and started talking nonsense again.
As Duan Anluo applied the medicine, he slowly explained, his tone as calm as if he were telling someone else's story: "You know, my eyes can attract things, whether they are people, ghosts, or even monsters... After being bullied, I wanted to retaliate. I tried to control what I could see, figuring it out on my own. I didn't care about the method. As long as it could get revenge, I would study anything. Later I realized that I had accidentally cultivated the three kinds of skills: Taoism, Buddhism, and Immortality."
After Duan Anluo finished speaking, he noticed that Si Cang had been silent, so he asked with a smile, "What's wrong with you?"
Si Cang asked quietly, "Is there anyone else who has not taken revenge?"
Duan Anluo said proudly: "No."
Si Cang chuckled, "That's good."
After the topic was discussed, the atmosphere became a little dull. Duan Anluo sat on the chair next to him and peeled lychees to eat.
Si Cang became silent again, looking out the window alone, not knowing what he was thinking.
Duan Anluo peeled one and said, "You bought it, why don't you try one?"
Si Cang frowned, not interested in such sweet things.
"Sweet." Duan Anluo stretched out his hand and almost handed the peeled lychee to his mouth. Si Cang glanced at him, lowered his head helplessly, opened his mouth, and ate the lychee.
Duan Anluo hadn't expected this action. When the corner of his lips touched his fingertips, Duan Anluo felt his fingers burned. Si Cang didn't seem to notice and commented lightly, "It's too sweet. It's not tasty."
Duan Anluo threw a lychee shell over and said, "Don't eat it."
Si Cang chuckled and gently wiped the juice from the corner of his mouth with the back of his finger. He was sure that the problem was not with Duan Anluo, but with him.
Duan Anluo rolled his eyes in disgust and threw the lychee shells at Si Cang. He didn't know why he suddenly laughed, it was a bit scary.
At this time, Qi You ran out happily, "Master, my paper crane is flying!"
Ordinary yellow paper cannot fly, so Qi You first draws a spirit storage talisman, and then uses the talisman paper to fold a paper crane, so that it can fly!
Duan Anluo was so moved that he pinched Qi You's cheek and said, "Look at my disciple's talent. My Xuanmen is saved!"
Qi You reminded him: "Master, have you forgotten something important?"
Duan Anluo thought for a moment and said, "Oh, yes, Master will buy you a cell phone tomorrow."
"The apprenticeship gift!" Qi You said anxiously, "You said you wanted to put me on the family tree."
"No, I didn't forget." Duan Anluo smiled awkwardly, "Um, where's Yuan'er? Stop eating, go make some tea, put out the family tree, and perform the apprenticeship ceremony now. It just so happens that your master..."
It was fine to tease her behind her back, but in front of Si Cang, she couldn't be called "Master's Wife." Duan Anluo asked, "Si Cang, can you be a witness?"
"Sure." Si Cang raised his chin, "Where's my knife?"
Xiaobai received the command and crawled over with the knife wrapped around his tail: Here it comes!
Duan Anluo's mouth twitched. "The child wants to become a disciple, so why are you holding the knife? Are you giving it to him? This is a family heirloom, right?"
Qi You's eyes lit up. His master said that his master's wife was rich. Was she going to give him such a handsome sword?
Si Cang placed the knife in front of Qi You and told him seriously: "Recognize the knife. If you make your master angry in the future, I will chop you down."
Qi You: “…”
Master’s wife, it’s definitely a relative.
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