bookrandom Chapter 128: Wong Tai Sin: Double Kill (7)
Chapter 128: Wong Tai Sin: Double Kill (7)
It would take more than four hours to take the village road, turn to the national road and then get on the expressway if there is no traffic jam.
Hu Guizhi held the steering wheel steadily, his face a little dark.
He stepped on the accelerator and felt that the car was struggling to move forward.
Because, on the back seat, there was a stone table leaning against it...
Yes, it is the stone table that the immortal is holding on to.
[Alright, alright, I'll reimburse you for the gas later. Look at how stingy you are!]
[Squeak——]
That's right, so stingy! If I told you that this is a whole piece of imperial green, wouldn't you be so happy? !
Hu Dali felt sleepy as soon as he got in the car, and started snoring before he even got on the highway.
He was carrying a cross-body bag on his chest, which contained a thick stack of cash, all of which he had taken out from the safe at home.
He had just stuffed five hundred yuan into Hu Guizhi's pocket, which was enough for gas.
Have a safe journey.
I got home just in time for dinner.
However, in the elevator, Hu Dali was carrying the stone table like a turtle, with a statue of Wong Tai Sin squatting on his shoulder, which really attracted other people's attention.
[Mommy, is that a fox? ]
A little kid tugged at his mother's hand, pointed at Wong Tai Sin and asked.
His mother had two big dark circles under her eyes. She glanced at it casually and said, "Yes, it's a fox."
[Squeak?!]
Miss, are you blind?
Hu Guizhi cleared her throat and blocked the curious little paw that the child stretched out.
He knew that his own fairy was not very friendly to naughty cubs. If he made it angry and scratched it, his wallet would definitely be out of money again.
Fortunately, when they reached the 14th floor, the mother and son got out of the elevator, and only the father and son of the Hu family were left.
[Guizhi, didn't you say that all the apartments in your building are of the same type? Why are there still people living here with their families? Don't they find it too crowded? I saw that woman just now, she was pregnant, and her marriage palace was sunken with a cross pattern. I guess her marriage is not very harmonious...]
Hu Dali's words were still quite tactful. It's not just that the marriage is unhappy. The man in this family is unlucky with his wife and is a domestic abuser. He is definitely not a good match.
[Hey Grandpa, don't meddle in my business when you come here. The more you talk, the more mistakes you make. We have neighbors on both sides, and the sound insulation is poor. If you say something bad about someone's face behind their back, you will be beaten if someone hears it...]
Hu Guizhi has a big head. Although his grandfather has always been a loner in the village, he is actually a very social person and loves gossip.
【Ding--】
When they reached the 23rd floor, he quickly reached out to stop the elevator door and let his grandfather carry the stone table out first.
[Squeak——]
(?｀?Д?′)!!
It's so dark! Am I blind?!
Hu Dali was grabbed by the immortal by a tuft of hair on the back of his head. He paused and turned to look at his grandson. What kind of a horrible place does this kid live in? Not only is the feng shui bad, but the corridor is so dark that you can't see your hand in front of you.
[Ahem, Grandpa, it's okay, the voice-activated light must be broken again, come with me, my room is in the middle.]
Hu Guizhi turned on the flashlight on her cell phone, and the corridor was instantly illuminated. There were symmetrical doors on both sides. At a rough glance, there were exactly twenty rooms.
[Squeak——]
There are rats...
So disgusting...
I want to go home...
Hu Dali received the resentful look from the immortal, shook his head helplessly, and followed his grandson's pace.
I guess most people living in such small houses are young people who are lazy and throw garbage bags and takeout boxes at the door. In this kind of weather, they will smell after a few hours. It would be strange if they don’t attract rats.
Hu Guizhi pushed the door open. The hinges were rusty and squeaked, which made her teeth ache.
Hu Dali followed him in and finally saw normal light.
The room is only about 30 square meters. On the left hand side of the door is a pitifully small cupboard with an induction cooker and a few bowls and plates on it.
On the right is a two-square-meter bathroom with a squat toilet and a palm-sized mirror hanging above the washbasin. There is no other decoration on the wall except for a shower head.
Yeah, very straight.
It is enough for one person to live in. Opposite the door is a floor-to-ceiling window with two small windows for ventilation. Because of the high floor, there is plenty of sunlight.
The furniture in the room was also simple: a large wrought iron bed, a folding sofa, a set of wardrobes, a small round table, two chairs, and that was it.
[Grandpa, I didn't lie to you, my place is so small, from tonight you sleep on the bed and I sleep on the sofa, you won't listen to anything I say anyway, you can stay here as long as you want...]
[Squeak——]
Old man, put the stone table down quickly, do you really think you are an old turtle from the East China Sea? !
Of course, they ordered takeout for dinner. Hu Guizhi couldn't wait to use the oily and spicy takeout to soothe her taste buds that had suffered for more than half a month.
This night passed in a frustrating yet peaceful manner.
The next morning, Hu Guizhi went to work and gave the key to her grandfather.
As soon as the person left, Hu Dali fell off the bed.
[Great Immortal, please check quickly to see if there is anything left by the goblin in the house? ]
The man and the wolf were sneaking around like underground party members.
The curtains on the balcony were tightly closed, and the sun had no chance to shine in.
[Squeak——]
Well, there is a bit of the smell of a vixen, but so much time has passed that it has almost dissipated.
I closed my eyes and relied solely on my sense of smell to find the place where the smell was strongest, and the result was -
[Great Immortal, don’t move!!!]
Hu Dali shouted in horror to stop Daxian's action. The little thing was just one step away from falling out of the wide open window.
[Squeak——]
Hey, why is the wind so strong?!
A pair of big hands hugged me around the waist.
[Do you think you have nine lives like a cat? This is the 23rd floor! ]
Hu shook his body vigorously, wanting to roar.
[Squeak——]
Old man, look at the windowsill, there is something there, it looks very evil!
Hu Dali frowned and leaned over to take a closer look, and pulled out a tuft of pure white hair from a loose screw on the aluminum alloy window frame.
[Oh, it's a white fox! Interesting! Is it from the north?!]
[Squeak——]
I smell an old monster, at least four or five hundred years old!
Shit, how old is our little brat? How could she be so cruel to him?!
[Ah, I didn’t bring a talisman pen, so I can’t draw a tracking talisman on the spot…]
Hu Dali carefully placed Daxian on the stone slab on the small round table, rubbed his palms, and muttered meaningfully.
The volume was loud enough for the immortal to hear clearly.
[Squeak——]
Damn, you're trying to pull the hair off my tail again, aren't you?!
No, I refuse!
Seeing that the little thing was obviously unhappy and looked like it was about to get angry, Hu Dali had to give up for the time being.
The tracking talisman has limited effect, mainly because too much time has passed. There are so many people in this city, and he has not yet mastered the ability to find a fox thousands of miles away among hundreds of millions of people.
Following the floor-to-ceiling windows to the southeast is a large cemetery.
Hu Dali has good eyesight and can see clearly. It should be a martyrs' cemetery. It is solemn and dignified, and full of upright spirit. There are many elderly people standing and dancing with swords to exercise their bodies.
No wonder, this building has bad feng shui, but with his keen eyesight, he didn't find anything unclean.
It turns out that it was the blessing of the heroic spirits.