Chapter 7 - Blood Man
Chapter 7 - Blood Man
The dark red liquid slid down Ning Fei's head, face, and body, dripped onto the ground, and formed a small puddle of blood at his feet.
He just wanted to hide, but the tea table, chairs and the middle-aged man blocked his way, leaving him with no way to retreat. He only had time to turn around before the fishy stuff splashed all over his right side, almost from head to toe.
The flowing liquid covered his right eye. He raised his hand to wipe it, and his hands were sticky.
Ning Fei sneered.
As soon as he lifted his leather shoes, an empty footprint appeared in the small pit. He kicked the chair again, and it hit the ground with a loud "bang", covering up the roar of words that filled the room and causing the other two to freeze.
Ning Fei took two steps towards the old man, leaving clear bloody footprints on the ground. He spoke in a calm tone that chilled people's hearts: "What do you mean?"
The old man was so frightened that he stepped back repeatedly, staring at him without answering, just muttering to himself. Ning Fei continued to approach him, his words as cold as ice: "Or should I ask, what does Gu Hechen mean?"
Half of his body was covered in blood, and he looked as frightening as a demon. The old man looked horrified, and when he was almost forced to the wall, he couldn't help but shout, "Control him!"
The middle-aged man pounced from behind, and Ning Fei's arms locked him tightly. Ning Fei raised his foot almost immediately and stomped hard on the middle-aged man's cloth shoes with his heel!
"Well……!"
The middle-aged man was in so much pain that he couldn't even scream. He took a deep breath and his arms around Ning Fei involuntarily loosened. Ning Fei took the opportunity to struggle hard and punched the middle-aged man back with his elbow quickly and accurately. The middle-aged man fell down, holding his abdomen.
Seeing this, the old man grabbed the long sword hanging on the wall, pointed it at Ning Fei and shouted: "...When this curse is cast, all evil spirits will be destroyed! Good spirits will last forever, and peace and good fortune will be with you!"
Ning Fei directly grabbed the tip of the sword.
This was actually a sharpened sword, and the cold edge cut Ning Fei's finger. His blood mixed with the blood that was splashed on earlier flowed down the sword edge and dripped onto the ground.
But Ning Fei didn't let go. He grabbed the sword and bent it back, with the tip of the sword almost pointing directly at the old man: "Controlled knife?"
The old man didn't know if he was frightened by Ning Fei's crazy behavior, and he immediately let go.
Ning Fei threw the sword away with a clang, stepped on it, and sneered: "Feudal superstition?"
"... Monster, get off this man!" the old man said in a trembling voice, "Thunder Golden Wheel, everything will be destroyed!"
Ning Fei had already taken out his cell phone and pointed it at him.
My right hand was covered in blood, so I couldn't verify my fingerprint. Fortunately, I could directly turn on the photo and video recording function by pressing the shortcut key twice. Ning Fei confronted the old man and recorded his big face. Seeing the old man was silent, he sneered: "Go on, keep talking, what else do you want to say?"
The old man kept silent and just stared at him.
Seeing this, Ning Fei started taking pictures around the room again. Aiming at the sword on the ground, the pool of blood, and the strange decorations around. Of course, he also took a picture of the middle-aged man who had been lying on the ground nearby. The middle-aged man was rolling around next to a pool of blood, his face also stained with blood. Ning Fei sneered: "What kind of blood is this? Dog blood, chicken blood? How do you like those two?"
The middle-aged man was in so much pain that he couldn't even glare at him. Instead, the old man behind him was still threatening: "That's black dog blood. It has already seeped into this body. You will be driven away soon!"
Ning Fei turned the camera towards him, and he stopped talking again. He just stared at Ning Fei with bulging eyes, fearing that Ning Fei would kick him too.
Ning Fei ignored him and held the phone in front of the shrine.
Offerings, incense sticks, and incense burners are all available, but what sits inside is not a statue of a deity, but a tablet. However, the font on the tablet is ancient and difficult to understand at first glance.
Ning Fei put down his phone, took down the incense burner and weighed it.
This looked like he was going to hit someone at any time. The old man looked fierce but was actually weak, his voice trembling: "What do you want to do?!"
"What?" Ning Fei sneered and turned the incense burner towards him. "I heard that if your spell fails, there will be backlash?"
As he spoke, Ning Fei used his bloody right thumb to draw a vertical line and a horizontal line on the front of the incense burner, as if he was making some strange mark. The bloodstain was deep and obvious, and had seeped into the cracks. Even if you wiped it carefully in the future, it might not be able to be wiped clean.
The old man's eyes were red with anger, but he didn't dare to come up to take it. He pointed at Ning Fei with a trembling finger: "You dare to insult our master, you will suffer retribution...!"
"What kind of retribution?" Ning Fei asked calmly while stretching out his right thumb and index finger, which was still bleeding, and then directly pinched the still burning incense head.
As if he felt no pain, he crushed the three incense sticks one by one.
The old man was stunned by this even more horrific act. He stared at the bloody incense stick head, his lips trembling for a long time, and he didn't even dare to say the word "madman".
"I don't know whether my retribution will come or not, but tell Gu Hechen that his retribution will come soon for treating me like this." Ning Fei sneered lightly, turned around, and smashed the incense burner towards the shrine!
Bang——! ! !
The shrine suddenly collapsed. The old man stared at the scene, trembling all over, not knowing whether he was angry or afraid. Ning Fei didn't care either. He just turned to the door and said lightly, "Don't worry. After he's done with the bad luck, it will be your turn."
After saying that, Ning Fei strode to the door, opened it, walked out, and slammed the door.
There was another earth-shattering "bang", and the two people in the room felt their heart skip a beat, and then they breathed a sigh of relief. After a while, the old man seemed to have found his voice again, and said hoarsely: "Quick, call Gu Hechen..."
However, the middle-aged man failed to stand up immediately to carry out his instructions, but continued to curl up on the ground, with beads of sweat the size of beans on his forehead.
"Teacher... I want to go to the hospital first..."
***
Ning Fei left the house, but instead of leaving directly, he went to the public toilet to wash up first.
It’s easy to wash your face and head, just rinse them directly under the faucet, but the same cannot be done with your shirt and casual suit. Ning Fei didn't bring any spare clothes, so he couldn't run around naked, right?
After rinsing, Ning Fei tore off a few pieces of paper and wiped his hair and face with them. As he threw the paper, he glanced in the mirror and couldn't help but smile mockingly.
"There are so many weird things in the ordinary world, I really underestimated it..." Ning Fei pulled at the shirt that was stuck to his body. Because of the large amount of water he had just flushed, the blood on his body became even more dizzy. Coupled with the water flowing down after rinsing the hair, large stains were left on the chest and back, which was uncomfortable and ugly, not to mention how embarrassing it was. Moreover, the sword wound on his right hand was not shallow. Just a few seconds after it was washed and wiped, it started bleeding again. Unexpectedly, there were no burn blisters from extinguishing the burning incense, only a few deep red marks, which might be related to the large amount of water just flushed.
Ning Fei was not in a hurry to heal his wounds, nor did he even think about washing off the blood immediately. Instead, he rubbed his two fingers with the blood slowly. He stared at his fingertips, thinking about how the people in the studio had tricked him into asking for his horoscope, and how Gu Hechen had tricked him into coming here, and couldn't help but sneer softly.
"Gu Hechen, you think I'm a monster, how can I let you down?" Ning Fei washed his hands again, looked at himself in the mirror, and moved his lips silently, "And Su Cenxi, pretending to be ignorant? It seems that the lesson is not enough."
He snapped his fingers.
——The luck you owe me also has “interest” and it’s time to pay it back.
***
When Ning Fei entered the parking lot from the elevator, the security guard at the door was startled.
Ning Fei explained to him that it was not his blood, but was splashed by the food. The security guard looked suspicious and asked if he wanted to call the police. Ning Fei said a few perfunctorily that it was not necessary and left quickly. As for whether the security guard would check the surveillance and go upstairs to call the police, Ning Fei was too lazy to pay attention.
He walked towards where he had parked his car, and happened to see a luxury car coming from the opposite direction. Ning Fei didn't want to cause panic, so he took two steps between the parked vehicles and hid the blood-stained side. Surprisingly, the car stopped just a little bit after it passed.
The rear door opened automatically and a man got out. When he turned around—it was the "good thing" that Ning Fei had missed twice!
The moment Ning Fei recognized that face, he was a little confused: It was him again, was it such a coincidence?
If they had met under other circumstances, Ning Fei would really have insisted on having a "touchdown" with him once, because "three times is the limit". But Ning Fei couldn't even stand the current situation, so how could he have the mind to think about anything else?
However, before he could react, the other party was already walking straight towards him.
"What's going on?" The man stopped in front of Ning Fei, frowned, and scanned Ning Fei's right half with his eyes, "Are you injured?"
"It was just an accident. It wasn't my blood." Ning Fei used the same excuse he used to deal with the security guards. "I was just about to go back and change my clothes."
"It's not your blood?" The man fixed his eyes on Ning Fei's right hand and narrowed his eyes slightly. Ning Fei lowered his head and immediately let out a sigh of relief.
In just a short while, the bleeding started again. I should have put my hands in my pockets and pretended to be fine.
"Good Thing" grabbed Ning Fei's wrist without saying anything, turned it over, and his tone suddenly became more serious: "Knife wound?! Someone attacked you? Did you call the police?"
"Accident." Ning Fei wanted to pull his hand away, but failed. He didn't want to get violent with "good things", so he had to control his temper and said, "These things on me are definitely not mine. I'm going home to deal with them now, please let me go."
"Good Thing" looked up at him and said, "It got to the point of knife-drawing and bloodshed, but you didn't even call the police. Is it related to Su Cenxi?"
Ning Fei was really upset now: "Hey, I gave you my business card, not to let you find out about my job."
"If this is really related to Su Cenxi, Gu Hechen won't let you go so easily." "Good Thing" grabbed his wrist and led him to his car. "How many people do you want to scare to death by driving home like this? My home is nearby. I'll go and treat your injuries first."
Ning Fei was puzzled and thought to herself, you don't even want to make a phone call, why are you pretending to be a good person now?
——Could it be... that he was caught alone twice before, so he just took the person back home?
Ning Fei felt that this conjecture was absurd and funny, and couldn't help but catch up and whispered: "What, you don't want to take me back in one go? Do you have nothing serious to do in broad daylight?"
"Good Thing" stopped in front of the car door and glanced at him when he heard the words: "Put away the sperm in your brain."
Ning Fei: “Huh?”
"Good Thing" opened the car door and motioned for him to get in. Ning Fei saw that the interior of his car looked quite luxurious, and said hesitantly: "Forget it..."
"Go in." The man held his shoulders, pushed him in neither too hard nor too soft, and led him in.
Then close the car door and go around to the other side to get in. The vehicle started and drove away with the half-blooded man.
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