Chapter 55: Finding Him Using Tracking Techniques
"I, didn't mean it."
"Someone just pushed me."
The few people in the front knew they had missed something, and they hurried to explain, shaking their heads.
"Call the police! Hurry up and call 120! Someone here is dying!"
Before Lao Mitou could say anything to them, the crowd started to panic.
Feng Zhibai impatiently threw the wooden stick in his hand and quickly ran to the group of people who were injured.
There were three people in total. The first one was the most seriously injured. His entire stomach was bleeding and his groaning was muted.
The second and third ones were lighter, but the blood still kept flowing.
Feng Zhibai rolled the eyes of the three people, quickly formed a sword gesture with his right hand, and pressed the Shangwan, Daling, and Shenmen acupoints on them.
These three acupoints are used to stop bleeding.
But it can't last long.
"Press the wound and call an ambulance."
She said to the people who were supporting the three people.
It seems that he is not a companion, but a passerby.
"Yes, I called. The police and ambulance will be here soon."
In response to Feng Zhibai's words, the people around him looked at Feng Zhibai as if he were a god.
Even Old Mitou was impressed by her show.
What, you still have this hand?
Martial arts point xue!
"Go and disperse the people."
Feng Zhibai patted his clothes, stood up, said something to Lao Mitou, and walked towards the place where the man threw the dagger.
Old Mitou said "oh" and turned around to disperse the crowd. Only a few passers-by who helped to apply pressure on the wound stayed.
After what happened just now, the others didn't dare to watch anymore and left in groups of three or five.
Seeing this, the shop owners turned off the lights and wanted to go home for shelter, as if they were afraid that the man would jump out again.
For a moment the whole street became deserted.
Only a few people remained here, waiting for the police and ambulance to arrive.
Old Mitou swallowed nervously. Seeing Feng Zhibai take out his handkerchief to pick up the knife, he asked carefully, "Is that man really possessed by a ghost?"
He brought the knife to his eyes through his handkerchief and shone it carefully under the street light.
In addition to blood, there is also a layer of yin energy on the knife.
She hummed, "Yeah, there are some differences. He is a combination of a human and a ghost."
"Human and ghost in one body?"
I briefly explained to Lao Mi the concept of human and ghost being one body.
She then handed the knife to him and said, "Here, I'll see if I can use the red rope tracking method to track down that ghost."
"Now?"
When Feng Zhibai said that they still wanted to chase the ghost, Lao Mi's heart immediately rose.
At this point, even if you catch him, the risk is very high!
Besides, all the nearby shops will be closed and it will be pitch black. Who knows where the ghost will suddenly appear and attack?
No, it's too dangerous!
"No, we've called the police and will handle it later. You can't go."
He rejected Feng Zhibai righteously.
She chuckled, half raised her head to look at him, and teased, "Why? Chen Xiaodao is not here, and you still don't have confidence in me?"
"This has nothing to do with confidence! It's two different things."
"Even if it doesn't go as you wish, the Yin energy on this hilt can only last for a few hours. If we don't find that human ghost in time, he will definitely come out and harm people again. So before that, we must find him. I also want to understand why he ran out to kill people? And why did he appear here as a human ghost?"
Lao Mi took the knife and held it flat in his hand.
Knowing he couldn't win the argument with Feng Zhibai, he continued to ask, "Who's stronger, you or him?"
"This question is invalid. He is not qualified."
Holding the knife flat in his hand, Old Mitou breathed a sigh of relief: "If you say so, then I won't worry anymore."
As he spoke, Feng Zhibai raised his hand and flicked the fruit knife.
The remaining evil spirit of the human and ghost quickly wrapped around her hand.
She wanted to tie a red rope to the knife and use the Yin energy to find where the ghost had escaped.
Reaching out a red rope from the back of his head, Feng Zhibai tied one end of the red rope to the fruit knife and the other end to his little finger.
Then she used a fruit knife to cut the index and middle fingers of her right hand. She pressed her wrist, pinched the red rope with her thumb and index finger and twisted it. The red rope instantly seeped blood and she stiffened with a whoosh.
After wrapping the red rope around the Yin Qi, tie the other end to the knife.
He made a sword gesture with his right hand and drew a circle on the knife, then shouted, "Go!"
Instantly, the fruit knife started moving, pulling the red rope!
"I'll go."
Old Mi was amazed and put his hands down.
Feng Zhibai quickly grabbed the red rope and said to Lao Mitou without turning his head, "Stay here and wait for me."
"Ah? No, I can't go with you. It's too dangerous!"
"It's dangerous for you to go to me."
I didn't feel comfortable looking at him.
It’s not that she doesn’t want to take him, but Old Mitou has no fighting skills, and if he really encounters that ghost, he will only be beaten.
Carrying him is like carrying a burden.
It would be better to let him wait here to avoid causing trouble for himself.
With an awkward laugh, Lao Mitou didn't insist and waved at her: "Be careful, I'm calling Chen Xiaodao now."
"Why are you calling him? Can't I handle it myself?"
Pulling the red rope, Feng Zhibai yelled at him. Just as he was about to curse him again, the knife tied with the red rope flew away with a whoosh.
Without saying anything, she kicked back with her right foot and hit Lao Mi's head accurately.
You really don't treat her as a human being!
I always think of Chen Xiaodao.
After being kicked, Lao Mitou suddenly had an idea and clapped his hands and shouted, "Then I'll call Master Qu Yun too!"
"You are sick!"
After running for nearly dozens of meters, Feng Zhibai turned around and roared.
One is Chen Xiaodao, the other is Qu Yun, Old Mi really treats her as a decoration.
When she came to her senses, the red rope pulled her through twists and turns and into the last row of the shopping area.
The entire commercial area covers a very large area, equivalent to an independent villa area, and it looks like there are nearly a hundred houses.
As you walk back from the intersection, the closer you get to the back row, the fewer abandoned shops there are and the fewer people there are.
At first, when I got to the back row, there were a few people passing by in a hurry, but when I got further in, there were no people, not even cars.
Every house had its doors closed and no lights turned on.
It looks like a shop that has not been sold or rented out yet.
Feng Zhibai followed the fruit knife and ran from the first intersection to the second intersection, then turned back to the first intersection from the second intersection, and then began to run to the back of the shop.
There are several sections of road without street lights, it is pitch black and you can't see anything.
But the fruit knife was spinning back and forth here.
Finally, when someone was about to explode, the fruit knife flew out of the alley entrance and headed outside!
In the entire empty shopping street, the street lights are the only brightest lights.
The red rope pulled Feng Zhibai around the entrances of various alleys two or three times, and finally began to turn back.
I went back and forth for almost thirty minutes, but still couldn't find a new way.
It's like going in circles!
Feng Zhibai was a little patient at the beginning, but as the number of circles increased, her patience was exhausted.
She glared at the fruit knife unhappily and let out a long "hmm" sound from her throat.
The ghost guessed that he would use a knife to find him, so he deliberately wandered around here.
The knife has no thoughts, not as active as the human mind.
Before tracking, if the ghost spins around in place and leaves a long breath, the items used for tracking will also spin in place.
Once the reaction is too late, the tracking will be disconnected.
After all, the tracking method has a time limit. If you survive this time, the tracking method will expire, which is equivalent to being protected.
This ghost is quite clever.
Sure enough, after passing the last alley, the fruit knife stopped moving completely.
Feng Zhibai had already guessed the result and was not surprised. He wrapped the fruit knife with a handkerchief, pulled out the red rope and threw it casually to the side of the road.
It was also at this moment that she discovered that there was a shop at the entrance of the alley where she was, with its door open and lights on.
Not in the mood to visit the shops, she paced to the streetlight at the fork in the road, looked up at the dark sky and sighed deeply: "Ah! I'm so angry!"
He threw the fruit knife in his hand fiercely to the ground, and Feng Zhibai stepped on it, snarling in frustration, "I'll let you lead me around in circles! I'll let you fool me! I'm not looking for you anymore, let's go home!"
She linked her arms and turned around without looking back, leaving in the direction she came from.
The walking posture can be described in four words!
Burning with anger.
As Feng Zhibai left, her cursing voice could still be faintly heard in the air.
The street lights were dim and the streets were deserted. As the gate of the last shop fell, a man in black clothes and a brimmed hat walked out of the shop, looked left and right, turned around and locked the door of the shop.
His brimmed hat hid his entire face.
He lowered his head, pulled out the key, and casually put it in his pocket. The man walked towards the direction Feng Zhibai had just left.
When he reached the intersection, he looked out calmly, turned around, put his hands in his pockets, and walked quickly to the street light.
After making sure that there was no one around, he stretched out a hand and bent down to pick up the fruit knife on the ground.
Just as his fingertips were about to touch the handle of the knife, a ball of red flame shot towards his hand from the other side of the fruit knife!
The man exclaimed, his eyes widened and he turned around and tried to run!
But just as he turned around, a familiar figure stood in front of him!
Feng Zhibai was standing there nonchalantly. Seeing his frightened face, he was very polite and greeted him with a harmless smile.
"Hi, nice to see you again."
The man bared his teeth, roared at Feng Zhibai, turned around and ran to the other side of the street light!
Feng Zhibai was not in a hurry. He slowly walked to the bottom of the street light and leisurely watched the man running around being chased by flames!
The man was quite skilled and managed to escape several rounds of fire attacks unscathed.
"Don't struggle, just go back with me."
Five or six minutes passed, and the man was still dodging the flames, his way blocked every time he tried to run.
It was interesting at first, but after a few minutes, Feng Zhibai felt his eyes tired.
She spoke to the man while yawning, her head tilted back and tears of sleepiness welled up in the corners of her eyes.
Just as she was distracted, a gust of cold wind suddenly rushed towards her!
Feng Zhibai retracted his head and looked forward calmly.
The man turned back and rushed towards him.
Sighing helplessly, she tapped her toes and in the blink of an eye, she had already stopped the person who was rushing towards her!
The man looked at Feng Zhibai in dumbfounded!
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