Chapter 74 It Has Nothing to Do with Me
But in short, no matter whether it can fly or not, a mature psychic will not let go of the ghost at hand.
Moreover, this is the first adult male ghost Jiang Xia has encountered. Next time he goes out to rob... no, to be a hero, he won't have to pretend to be a kid or Miyano Akemi every day.
“……”It’s just that this pair of wings is a bit difficult to deal with.
When the puppet is generated, no one knows what it will look like.
…
Seeing that Jiang Xia was distracted, the monk ghost couldn't help but stick half of his body out from behind the hand sanitizer and waved his hand in front of him.
Jiang Xia came to his senses and looked at it.
He knew what the ghost wanted to do.
——The youngest monk here, Xiunian, is actually the ghost’s younger brother.
Xiu Nian originally practiced in other temples.
After Zhongnian died, he didn't believe his brother would commit suicide. So half a year ago, Xiu Nian went to this temple under an assumed name to find out the truth.
Over the past six months, Xiunian has worked hard to investigate and finally figured out the criminal method, but she still can't find out who the murderer is.
However, tonight, the old monk's behavior of walking away in anger was too abnormal.
Xiu Nian sensed something was wrong and planned to go to her master to ask for advice late at night.
The ghost had been following the old abbot. When it saw the younger brother coming suddenly, it felt something was wrong - the old abbot was drunk tonight, and according to his habit of bragging after drinking, he might accidentally reveal the truth, causing the younger brother to kill impulsively.
The ghost then hurried to Jiangxia, trying to ask for help.
Jiang Xia took away the bottle that was blocking the man and the ghost, touched its head kindly, and pulled its wings: "Come and sign a contract with me, I can help you."
…
It is very late at night.
The old abbot lit a candlestick in a very stylish manner, poured himself a drink, and got drunk.
Across the small table, Xiunian, who had successfully extracted the truth, was staring at him angrily.
Xiu Nian's emotions were very complicated at this time. Angry, sad, heartbroken, and a little regretful - if he had asked this question earlier when his master was drunk, he wouldn't have to spend half a year investigating...
He didn't know what to say for a moment, and finally managed to squeeze out a sentence from between his teeth:
"Please go and turn yourself in."
The old monk didn't know that Xiu Nian was the deceased's younger brother. He laughed while holding the wine cup:
"There's no evidence, so why would I send myself to jail? And after that incident, we became famous as the 'temple haunted by foggy Tengu'! It's a pity that we've been declining recently. If I could do it again..."
When the old monk said this, he shook his head regretfully and reached for the wine jug.
Xiu Nian glared at him and reached for a piece of rope beside her.
He was about to rush forward and strangle the old host by the neck.
But before they could take any action, they were both stunned.
——
——A strange "rustling" sound was heard in the yard.
Xiu Nian and the old host suddenly raised their heads and looked towards the door leading to the courtyard. They saw a few shadows projected on the door under the illumination of the courtyard lights.
Outside the door, pieces of paper were flying in disorder, gradually gathering together and piling up into a tall human figure, standing silently outside the door.
Just then, a flash of lightning streaked across the sky, making the human figure clearer.
The old monk stared at the shadow on the paper door, and the drunkenness was half gone - from the silhouette, it seemed that the "person" actually had a pair of huge wings on his back!
...Is this really still a human?!
The next second, a hand inserted into the gap of the door and slowly pushed it open from the outside.
Strong winds rushed in, and the candlestick on the small table flickered. At this moment, another bolt of lightning struck, and the dark wings behind the man outside the house suddenly spread out, blocking the way to the courtyard like covering the sky and the sun.
The uninvited guest lowered his head, looked at the frightened old monk, and whispered: "If you want to get your income back to its peak, it's actually very simple - all you need is one more victim of 'Mist Tengu' here."
In the flickering candlelight, the old monk vaguely saw the eyes of the "Mist Tengu" at the door.
The outline of those eyes was very similar to that of his apprentice.
——The disciple who was hanged by him two years ago and framed by "Mist Tengu".
The moment their eyes met, the voice of Mist Tengu suddenly became full of malice. It smiled coldly and continued with what it had just said: "Regarding the position of the lucky victim... I think you are very suitable."
The old monk took a breath of cold air and it rushed to the top of his head.
He held his chest and froze for two or three seconds, then suddenly fell down without a sound.
Jiang Xia: “……?”
This guy fell down too quickly, is he pretending to be dead? He still has a complete set of lines and actions to perform...
Xiunian, who was standing next to him, was also stunned when she saw Mist Tengu.
It took him a few seconds to come back to his senses. He grabbed the extinguished lamp, held it across his body like a weapon, and asked tremblingly:
"Two years ago, it was you who killed Zhong Nian?!"
Thinking back carefully, this Mist Tengu looks a lot like his brother. Although he is much more handsome than his brother and has hair, he can still see some of his shadow. Could it be... Could it be that Brother Zhongnian was actually eaten by the Mist Tengu? !
Xiu Nian: "..." No, that doesn't seem right either. The old monk just admitted that he killed Zhong Nian. Zhong Nian's body was not lost.
Moreover, two years ago, there was a big hole in the wall of the solitary confinement cell where Zhong Nian died.
From the perspective of the murder method, it was collapsed by the water flow.
But if we use theological explanation, it was caused by being hit by Mist Tengu.
But at the moment, it seems that this Mist Tengu in front of him doesn't seem to have the habit of bumping into things randomly - the paper partition is much easier to bump into than the wall of the confinement room, but just now, Mist Tengu still pushed the door open and came in, not as wild as the legend said...
I don’t know if Mist Tengu’s intelligence has evolved and he knows that going through the door is more convenient.
Or is this a rather unique Mist Tengu, one that disregards tradition and is good at being lazy.
Speaking of which...Xiunian suddenly thought: Mist Tengu suddenly appeared here. Could it be that he was dissatisfied with the old monk for using his name to kill people, so he came to the door?
Thinking of this, Xiunian subconsciously looked at the old monk lying on the ground.
Under the gaze of Mist Tengu, the old monk's face turned pale, his chest stopped rising and falling, and he gradually stopped breathing.
"!" Xiunian was horrified.
He rolled and crawled away from Mist Tengu: "You...you can actually kill people with your mind?!"
The murderous aura that had just been brewing in him, directed at the old abbot, fell to the ground as if in shock.
Jiang Xia: “…”
How can a young man like that learn to scam people? It was obviously the old monk who died suddenly.
Jiang Xia glanced at Xiaobai and Miyano Akemi.
The two ghosts understood immediately and ran over to pick up the murderous aura.
(End of this chapter)
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