Chapter 41 Chapter 41 Demon Centipede (Part 3)

"I still have to go to the hospital..." Ning Helan muttered to herself, bandaged the wound, washed her face, looked at herself in the mirror and found nothing unusual, then opened the bathroom door.

As soon as she walked into the living room, she heard Fang Hui talking about her and Liu Yu whispering in the kitchen.

She didn't want to get involved, but Ning Helan heard her grandfather gossiping and asking, "What? What did the two of them say?"

Ning Helan: ...

"I didn't hear it, but it must be something shameful..." Fang Hui also said mysteriously in a low voice, "I guess..."

Suddenly looking up, seeing Ning Helan standing beside him, Fang Hui stood up with a guilty conscience: "...Standing behind someone without saying a word, it's scary!" "

Can you die again?" Ning Helan replied indifferently.

"Hey you..." Fang Hui thought for a moment, "I won't bother with you."

Then Fang Hui pretended to be generous, raised his butt and sat far away from Ning Helan.

Ning Guohua looked at Ning Helan with a smile, which made Ning Helan feel uneasy: "...Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Hehehe...I was thinking about my little Lan growing up. You said that there were so many little girls who liked you since kindergarten, but you were not tempted. Now in junior high and high school, other parents are worried that their children will fall in love early, but I was thinking, why doesn't my child fall in love early?" Ning Guohua said.

Ning Helan:...

"Tell me, grandpa, is she very beautiful and in line with your aesthetic?" Ning Guohua smiled brilliantly.

"...I don't remember what she looks like." Ning Helan sighed.

Ning Guohua's expression froze instantly. He stared at Ning Helan and sat down. Ning Helan thought for a moment and said, "Grandpa, I went to Liu Ting's house today, and the two sisters said completely different things."

Ning Guohua's expression was obviously not as interested as Ning Helan's gossip just now. He leaned back on the sofa with a "oh", put his hands on his stomach and asked lazily, "What did they say?"

"Liu Ting said that she had a good relationship with her ex-husband, but her sister Liu Yu said that Liu Ting and her ex-husband had a bad relationship, And the relationship with the current boyfriend is not good." Ning Helan said, with her fingers lightly placed on her lips, "But I still think this matter is more likely to be a psychological effect."

Ning Guohua narrowed his eyes slightly and nodded: "Then what are you going to do?"

Ning Helan glanced at his grandfather: "I don't really want to care, after all, I go to her house and pretend to burn incense and sprinkle water, and she charges more than a thousand..."

Ning Guohua chuckled: "You kid."

"But it's not right not to make money." Ning Helan curled the corners of her mouth, "I'll take Ji Ge to see it tonight."

"You've got it." Ning Guohua nodded with satisfaction.

"Yes, you still owe me fifty yuan for the travel expenses."

"You bastard!"

"Then what should I do?" Fang Hui looked at the grandfather and grandson with his chin in his hand in boredom.

"If it's really just a psychological problem, then you really can't help much... But..." Ning Guohua hadn't finished speaking when he saw Fang Hui sighing and slumping on the sofa.

"Then I won't go." Fang Hui didn't want to go at first. It was so hot and he only liked cool places now.

"Wait for me to finish what I say, but if there is really anything, you help Xiao Lan, wouldn't it be a good deed?"

"Grandpa Ning, Ning He Lan is stronger in fighting than me." Fang Hui said. He had seen Ning He Lan's skills and must have practiced.

"But Xiaolan can't see the demons, so you'll have to rely on her." Ning Guohua said.

"Rely on me?" Somehow, Fang Hui felt comfortable hearing this. Doesn't it mean that he is very useful?

Ning Helan looked at Fang Hui, and then moved his gaze to the chicken over there.

In fact, if Ning Helan had to choose, he felt that the chicken was more useful than Fang Hui. After all, it dared to peck at anyone, and the chicken could see things that he couldn't see. Of course, it would be even better if it didn't go crazy.

Ever since Ning Guohua said "rely on you" to Fang Hui, Fang Hui felt that he had stood up.

After the two went out at night, Ning Helan held the chicken, and Fang Hui said beside him: "It's late at night, you may not be able to do it without me. For example, there is a pit next to your left foot and a stone next to your right foot. Look, I have to remind you, right?"

Ning Helan frowned. He just had poor vision at night, not blind.

And he didn't understand what was there to be proud of. If it was just to see the road, wouldn't he be the same with a flashlight?

When the two went to Liu Ting's house again, they didn't expect that Liu Ting's current husband had already returned.

The man wore silver-rimmed glasses and looked gentle and refined.

"This is my husband, Yang Bin." Liu Ting introduced.

Yang Bin extended his hand and shook the two people: "Hello, you are the grandsons of Master Ning, right?"

"Hello, Mr. Yang."

"Hey."

Yang Bin and Liu Ting's attention was attracted by the sloppy-looking rooster at Ning Helan's feet.

"This rooster... is really... unique." Yang Bin smiled.

"Sister, you bought it last time..." Liu Yu came out of the house. When she saw the rooster Ning Helan was holding, her face changed and she screamed, "Ah!!"

"Xiaoyu?" Liu Ting turned around and saw Liu Yu's face was pale. She hurried over and said, "What's wrong?"

Liu Yu pointed at the rooster with a trembling voice, looking very scared: "Monster... There is a monster..."

Liu Ting smiled: "It's not a monster, it's a rooster, brought by the little Taoist priest."

"Monster..." Liu Yu was so scared that she couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time, and it seemed that she couldn't stand steadily.

There was no choice, so Liu Ting had to accompany her back to the bedroom first.

Yang Bin smiled shyly: "Sorry, Xiaoyu is a little timid."

Fang Hui sighed. This was not just a matter of being a little timid. Would a normal person be so scared when seeing a rooster?

"Brother Rooster, how about I take you to get plastic surgery one day? Nowadays, plastic surgery technology is advanced, maybe I can turn you into a phoenix." Fang Hui said to Brother Rooster.

"Chuck!" The rooster heard that Fang Hui was itchy again, and did not give him any face at all. He pounced and gave Fang Hui a claw.

Fang Hui quickly dodged.

Ning Helan wanted to control the rooster, but the rooster touched his wound while struggling. Ning Helan's face turned pale in pain.

"...Brother, are you okay?" Yang Bin was a little panicked. Ning Helan gritted his teeth and waved his hands.

Fang Hui saw Ning Helan's look and could only shout to the rooster: "Hey wait! Your master still hurts you, calm down!"

"Chuckles!" The rooster stopped attacking and glanced at Fang Hui.

"Hey...you two, how...how are you going to solve the problem of my wife?" Yang Bin felt that these two people and one rooster seemed unreliable.

Ning Helan sat on the sofa, and raised her head after the pain in her wound subsided: "Excuse me, what time do you go to bed?"

"Ah?" Yang Bin looked at the time, "My wife went to bed at around ten o'clock, and I have to go to bed around twelve o'clock."

"What about Liu Yu?"

"She

goes to bed at about the same time as my wife, also around ten o'clock." Yang Bin was very surprised, "Why do you ask this?" "Little Taoist priest~ You said you are not interested in others, and you asked others what time they go to bed as soon as you came..." Fang Hui said sarcastically.

Ning Helan glanced at him, and Fang Hui immediately realized that this was not the time to joke, so he shut up obediently.

The rooster was walking around the room, and it seemed that there was nothing unusual.

Ning Helan rested her arms on her knees, one hand on her forehead, her bangs covering her eyes and eyebrows, and no one knew what she was thinking.

Fang Hui stood in front of the window, looking out as if nothing had happened.

Yang Bin looked at Ning Helan and then at Fang Hui, wanting to ask something but not knowing what to ask, so he could only sit on the sofa and rub his hands in a slightly irritated manner.

"Mr. Yang, does your wife wake up from a nightmare?"

"Yes, Tingting often wakes up sweating and soaking wet."

Ning Helan pondered for a moment, then asked, "Mr. Yang, do you think there is telepathy between twins?"

Yang Bin didn't know how these two unrelated questions were related, so he thought for a moment and said, "There should be."

"Mr. Yang, do you think twins will like the same thing?"

"That's right, Tingting and Xiaoyu have similar hobbies..." Yang Bin thought and said, and when he saw Ning Helan staring at him, he immediately reacted and waved his hands hurriedly, "No, no, Xiaoyu doesn't like me, she has someone she likes." Hearing

this, Ning Helan raised her eyebrows: "Mr. Yang, do you know who it is?"

"Well... I really don't know, Xiaoyu never mentioned it, and Tingting didn't tell me either." "

Then how does Mr. Yang know that she has someone she likes?" Ning Helan's eyes flashed with a barely perceptible light.

A trace of panic flashed across Yang Bin's face, he pushed his glasses and showed an awkward smile: "Actually, I also found out accidentally..."

Yang Bin said that he had seen Liu Yu standing in front of the window in a daze holding a photo many times.

"What photo?"

"It seems to be a photo of classmates. I only saw it from a distance, so it's not very clear."

Ning Helan said nothing more.

Yang Bin was a little speechless. Shouldn't the Feng Shui master and the Taoist priests who were invited burn incense and offer wine as soon as they enter the door, and then jump around in a mysterious way? Why are the two who came today not only young, but also look like professionals. They

also brought a rooster that looks... so difficult to tame.

Just when Yang Bin was secretly dissatisfied with Ning Helan and Fang Hui, Ning Helan and Fang Hui suddenly raised their heads.

The rooster walked to the bedroom door and stopped.

Ning Helan smelled the strange smell in the morning again, and it was getting stronger and stronger.

Fang Hui not only smelled it, but also saw the lavender gas coming out of the bedroom.

He turned around and saw Ning Helan staring at that place quietly, so he sat next to him: "Little Taoist priest, did you see anything?"

"No... but... I smelled something." Ning Helan said.

"It's good to smell it, because I smelled it too." Fang Hui said happily, which made him think that it might be a matter of time before Ning Helan saw a ghost or something.

"Excuse me, what are you talking about? What did you smell?" Yang Bin looked at the two of them strangely.

"Don't you smell it? It's such a strong smell." Fang Hui looked at him in surprise, and then said to himself, "This gas is definitely not an ordinary gas."

Ning Helan stood up and walked to the door of the bedroom where Gong Ji was standing. He looked at the door on the left, then the door on the right, turned around and asked, "Mr. Yang, whose room is this?"

"Oh, Xiaoyu's."

This is not Liu Ting's room?

Ning Helan lowered his eyelashes. He saw that Gong Ji tilted his head, so he squatted down and said, "Gong Ji, did you notice anything?"