14 Chapter 14
◎You only bully an honest businessman like me!?
Suburban villa in Sanshan City, Lin Province.
A candle was lit in the middle of the empty underground parking lot, barely illuminating the surroundings. Only the people next to each other could barely see each other.
People sat down one after another. They wore loose, coarse cloaks and looked identical at first glance. No one seemed to want to communicate, and only the sound of suppressed, rapid breathing could be heard.
Fu Lu sat in the corner, tightened his clothes, and kept touching his chin nervously.
He was busy looking for prey and hadn't shaved for a long time. It was itchy because it had grown long. He seemed to be feeling a little unwell recently and felt a little cold even underground.
It doesn’t matter. This is the twentieth person, and all the people participating in this round of ceremony are here.
He will soon receive the divine blessing.
A small piece of divine fragment can easily kill any prey that is set on it.
The fragments can only be used a few times before returning to the gods, but after the ceremony, he himself possesses the power of the gods, so what does the cold matter?
As the last person sat down, a speaker buried somewhere in the parking lot began to blare.
"Brothers and sisters, you have passed a test and come to the True Spirit Society. You are now qualified to bear the power of the gods. The 'invitation to the gods' ceremony is about to begin. Please close your eyes and wait. The gods will grant you everything you desire."
Everyone sat up straight, put their hands on their knees, and sat cross-legged with their eyes closed.
Their voices trembled with excitement as they shouted in unison, "All living things suffer, and all phenomena are originally non-existent. In this evil world of the five turbidities, the true spirits must deliver us! Please send down the gods—"
"[Troublesome Hair]!"
The candlelight flickered, still dimly lit, but as if covered by a shadow.
Rustle...rustle...
There was a rustling sound, as if something very light was sweeping across the ground.
Fu Lu heard someone whispering, but the sound quickly disappeared, probably because they remembered that there were other people around.
Who got the power of the gods first?
He was jealous and excited, and his breathing became heavy.
When I breathe heavily, my nose starts to itch, and my beard starts to itch as well.
Is it the dust in the air? The underground becomes dirty when it's empty for too long.
Fu Lu cursed in his heart, but endured it and didn't move. He couldn't miss the gift of God just because of scratching his itch.
The itchy feeling returned. It was light, but distinct, a long hair scratching his face...
No, where did the long hair come from? Which bastard who had already received the gift wanted to cheat him?
He will never move!
It's so itchy, like there are bugs crawling on it.
"Help!" A short scream rang out, and Fu Lu trembled with fear. He couldn't help but scratch his itchy face.
rustle.
His hands were full of coldness.
The itchy face was like a piece of turned-over land, with something twisting and crawling inside, like the earthworms wriggling in the ground, but thinner and more numerous than them.
Fu Lu suddenly opened his eyes and finally saw what was in his hand.
Hair! All hair!
Fu Lu held them tightly, but there was no way to stop them.
There were a lot of black spots in my field of vision, and I could touch the stubble of hair growing on my eyeballs with my hand.
Clusters of hair grew on the face and in the skin, each one trying hard to drill out of the flesh and take root deep into the flesh like bamboo shoots after a rain.
Even with the black spots blocking the view, one could barely see that there were only a few people around the candlelight.
Most of the people fell to the ground, tangled in black hair. Under the blood-soaked cloak beside him, strands of black hair emerged from the tightly entangled corpses and crawled towards him.
He watched in horror as his long hair snaked down his back.
The front end looks like a human head, with long hair covering the face, leaving only a grinning mouth exposed.
Fu Lu recognized this mouth; it belonged to the person sitting next to him who had just been eaten.
[Fangsi] This is what happens when the fragments of the gods engulf their prey.
Could it be that the disappeared fragments of the gods did not return to the gods, but grew on him?
Wrong, it must be the ritual that's wrong! He's not a prey offered to the gods!
Fu Lu stumbled towards the exit.
rustle……
Strands of black hair clung together, bringing the head beneath the cloak out. A cold darkness rose in the parking lot, heads pressed together, black hair tangled together, like a long snake of hair, swimming and chasing after them.
"Help... Help me, aren't we all brothers and sisters in the True Spirit Society?!"
Fu Lu rolled and crawled to the exit, but was surprised to find that the door was locked tightly.
He banged on the door and heard someone talking faintly outside.
"Tough luck! A sacrifice has climbed up. The [Hearse] went to deliver the [Life-Buying Money] a few days ago, why hasn't it returned yet? The newly revived part of [Frustration] is still waiting to be taken away. Could it be that the dying old woman in Jiang City discovered our arrangement and is planning to destroy the [Hearse]?"
"Hurry and retreat. If [Troublesome Hair] can't find a new sacrifice, it will return to its main body and promote its recovery. Even if there is any trouble, it and the [Hearse] are enough to deal with it. Maybe we can even bring [Ghost Call] back."
Fu Lu was completely swallowed up, and a long snake made of black hair crawled underground and slowly emerged from the ground.
In the empty villa, black hair squirmed and disappeared into the darkness.
Outside the Xile Hotel in Jiang City, a long black trail was left on the bus where the driver had walked as he got off. Since he got off, the bus has been completely silent, as if the other passengers didn't even exist.
The worn mop head, which Ye Ping'an had stepped on and sloppily wiped the floor with, rested against the driver's seat. Unlike ordinary mops, the silk thread head was cluttered with various unknown dirt and gradually emitted a stronger stench than before.
Amidst the stench, there was inexplicably a smell of blood.
More sticky black liquid seeped out from the gaps in the mop head, and it began to swell and deform as if it had been soaked in sewage for too long, and began to disperse.
——That wasn’t a mop head without a wooden handle, it was clearly a mass of thick black hair like seaweed!
Fragments of pale skin were faintly visible among the hair. Every strand of wet black hair seemed to be soaked in grease, black and shiny, reflecting the dim light in the carriage.
The clump of hair grew longer little by little, wriggling and stretching like a long snake, spreading across the entire carriage.
A face was faintly visible in the gap between the front hair, with vicious eyes hidden under the black hair, peeking around.
The sound of cutting vegetables came from the kitchen of Xile Hotel, and long strands of hair flowed silently along the bus door and onto the road.
It crawled straight toward Ye Ping'an, toward the nearest person. Like a black river made up of countless strands of hair, it flowed through the sticky black trail left by the driver and up the stairs.
The black-haired man approached the driver on the steps and suddenly paused, as if he had just realized he was there.
The hair suddenly retreated, like a beast encountering its own kind and instinctively moving away from danger.
The driver, who was sitting there blankly, suddenly turned his arm and inadvertently pushed the front end of the black-haired head.
Like a huge truck hitting the head of a long hair snake, it flew into the air, fell into the gate of the Xile Hotel, and slammed to the ground.
The moment she passed through the gate, her black hair was like an exploded anemone, and her tentacles were wriggling and shaking wildly, trying to wrap around anything she could and escape from here.
The door seemed to divide two worlds, and the long hair snake crawled out of the door at an extremely slow speed.
The hair went into the ground, but it seemed like it had turned into real hair and couldn't even pass through ordinary tiles.
The black hair fell into the hotel door, and the driver, who had been sitting stiffly, escaped as if he had found a scapegoat and climbed up at the same time.
The driver lay on the ground, waving his hands to move forward, then turned around and started crawling.
The lower half of his obese body had disappeared, but it was as if his belly was greased with oil. He quickly climbed back to the car at an incredible speed, following the black slime that still had hair on it.
As he crawled away, the trail of slime he left behind gradually disappeared.
The hair that was still outside quickly dried up and disappeared, disconnecting from the black hair inside the door.
The long hair was drooping into a ball, covered with dust from the roadside, making it look more like a tattered mop.
The driver sat back in the driver's seat, the bus vibrated, and the seats began to twist.
The slime oozing from the walls of the carriage was like the ghostly hands of water ghosts reaching out from the swamp, grabbing the remaining passengers and furnishings in the car and swallowing them into the seats bit by bit.
Like, when grabbing other passengers.
Jingle bells! Jingle bells!
The sound of coins colliding came from the coin box. It shook and struggled, as if it was accidentally knocked over by a bumpy bus and rolled straight under the car.
The "father and son" in the back seat sat stiffly, as if they were still sleeping.
The woman lying on the last row grabbed the backrest and climbed up. Her head had disappeared, her limbs were bent backwards, and she was clinging to the car window like a spider, crawling quickly towards the door.
The passenger who was stuffed back into the seat by Ye Ping'an also slowly climbed up while shaking. For a moment, the car was full of flying objects.
Swish—clang!
The car door closed instantly, but the door hinge that had been pulled seemed to be really broken, and there was always a gap that prevented it from closing tightly.
Bang!
The coin box and the headless woman were the first to move, banging against the car door, and a dark shadow rose up beside them.
The noise was trapped in the car, and the sound that came out was extremely weak.
The dark shadows around the bus had obviously shrunk, but not a single one of them escaped through the darkness in the car.
"Is Boss Ye chopping bones late at night?" Xiao Kui walked out of the convenience store yawning, turned his head to look at the intersection, and froze.
A bus stopped at the intersection, its cabin unlit. The bus blocked several streetlights, and the windows seemed to swallow up all the light, leaving it completely dark.
Behind the gray car window, a pale face in the driver's seat stared at him, and in the darkness, it seemed as if some limbs were struggling and waving.
Two beams of dim car lights shone on Xiao Kui. The bright light did not bring any sense of security. Instead, a chill crept up from behind.
"Master, what are you doing? You don't have to smash the car and sell the iron to make a living..." Ye Ping'an heard the noise outside and looked out.
The driver withdrew his gaze from Xiao Kui.
With a whoosh, the bus accelerated and left the restaurant quickly, as if there was a flood or a beast chasing it from behind.
"Running away from paying???" Ye Ping'an only had time to see the taillights of the car, and immediately became furious.
She ran out the door, but the bus had already gone a long way. Her shadow disappeared onto the road, and her legs clearly couldn't catch up.
Ye Pingan cursed, "What a decadent world! People are using counterfeit currency, chasing fugitives, and I've only been here a week and I've already run into two people who ran away without paying! Are they doing anything? They only pick on honest businessmen like me!"
No, I have to buy a car! I have to buy a car! If I buy a car, I can catch up if I encounter this kind of thing again.
When the bus disappeared, Xiao Kui came to his senses with a lingering fear. "Oh my god, Boss Ye, you're so unlucky to run into someone like that. I almost thought he was going to hit me."
"Fortunately, I had the foresight to get off the bus after receiving the compensation, otherwise I would have lost a lot of money."
Ye Pingan was furious. "I couldn't find the license plate in the car, and the license plate on the outside was deliberately covered. It's not formal at all. I'll be fined by the traffic police sooner or later. It must be a privately operated route. There have been many complaints. I better not let me encounter it again!"
Xiao Kui sighed, "It's a pity that my cars were confiscated by my family, otherwise I could lend them to you to catch up."
"You also opened a 4S store? Do you have any cheap second-hand cars?" Ye Ping'an looked back at him.
Xiao Kui patted his belly and said, "My dad bought it, so does it count as second-hand? I only drove the coolest 911 a few times before I was ordered to lose weight."
I'm sorry, it turns out you're a fat sheep... no, a rich second generation.
"Have you finished eating the Chinese toon sauce? Come and have dinner when you are free." Ye Ping'an didn't expect to ask him for a cheap car, so he said hello and hurried back to the kitchen to turn off the fire.
Fortunately, in order to prepare the midnight snack quickly, I made dumpling soup.
I just cooked the soup base, but haven't put the noodles in yet. With a small pot of soup and a few noodles, it's enough for even a small group of people.
"I'm afraid I can't control my appetite, so I won't come to your restaurant to eat... slurp, why didn't I smell the fragrance from your place just now?"
Xiao Kui felt even hungrier as he relaxed. When he entered the store, he stepped on a soft ball and was startled. "Where did this hair come from?"
"Damn driver, he ran away and left me with a dirty mop head!" Ye Ping'an's face was dark. He kicked the mop into the back kitchen and wiped off the flour that was spilled on the ground when he ran out.
"Isn't it just asking if you guys want a midnight snack? Do you think you're taking revenge on me?!"
Xiao Kui immediately forgot his fear when he heard about the midnight snack and swallowed his saliva. "Calm down, calm down. They have no taste. Don't you still have me as a customer? The sour tomato soup is good for weight loss and digestion. I'll have a bowl too."
Ye Pingan turned around and smiled enthusiastically, "Boss Xiao, would you like to know more about weight loss supplements? 999 per serving, and daily maintenance starting from 99."
Xiao Kui:?
【Author’s words】
911: Porsche 911, classic sports car
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Happy Children's Day, little cuties!
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