Chapter 41 Sir, Times Have Changed

Jiro?

Hand-Pulled Noodle?

Hui Lijing was stunned for a moment, and then she remembered the words of the old monk of Tongshou Temple.

'Now when the owner's father was alive, I often came to eat. At that time, the current owner's father, Mr. Jiro, smiled so brightly, who would have thought that he would fall and go home. ’

There is no doubt that the previous owner of the ramen restaurant named Jiro is dead.

How could a dead person appear outside her door?

Revenant?

Or... a prank?

The next moment, Hui Lijing's face changed.

Because the female detective also knows very well that the possibility of mischief is very small.

You know, when the door was just closed, she closed the door with her own hands, and it was also the lock that she dropped.

The courtyard wall of Tongshou Temple is not very high, but it is not something that ordinary people can easily climb over.

As for the anti-ladder?

Hui Lijing can guarantee that she didn't hear any sound.

It is absolutely impossible not to hear the sound of the ladder falling to the ground in this silent night.

Can you enter Tongshou Temple without anti-ladder?

Such a person does not need to play pranks with her at all.

Aside from the impossible, the one that remains, even if it is impossible, is the only answer.

Revenant!

call!

Hui Lijing's breathing couldn't help but quicken.

Although she has been lifted to the 'mystery side'.

Even, he is about to start learning 'mysterious knowledge'.

But it hasn't really started yet.

Even, in a way, this is the first time that the mystery side event has been truly faced alone.

What should I do?

Did Jason hear that?

As soon as I hear it, Jason will definitely help me!

Hui Lijing thought, and immediately shook her head.

Because, she thought of that scene yesterday.

If the scene in front of him is similar to the previous situation, then Jason will definitely not be able to hear the words here.

really!

Only on my own!

But……

Hui Lijing immediately looked in the room.

She's looking for some handy weapons.

Although there are many weapons on her body, they are not suitable for dealing with the current situation.

After all, Jason said in his chat that flames or electric batons are the best way to deal with dead souls.

Electric baton, she has.

But if possible, Hui Lijing still hopes that she can attack from a distance.

Soon, Hui Lijing found a bottle of 'Destruction Spirit'.

bang!

Shake it a bit, and there is still more than half of the bottle in it.

Then, Hui Lijing took out a lighter.

Outside the door, the moon shines all over the place.

The bright white color makes the blue brick floor in the monastery look like the first sunshine after snow.

A figure was standing right in front of the door of the wing on the left.

This figure is a middle-aged man of ordinary stature.

There was a cheerful smile on his face, but under the moonlight and the shadows, such a smile became flickering and dark, and there was an inexplicable strange feeling.

Especially when this smile hung on his face for more than ten seconds without any change, such a strange feeling began to climb rapidly.

It's like when you look in the mirror and you show a smile, it may be from the heart at first, but after more than ten seconds, your cheeks have started to sore, but your smile is still maintained.

I don't know the pain.

Not tired.

That is, laugh.

Neither mad nor mad.

Just hearty.

But no matter how hearty, as a scarlet fell, it also became hideous.

The moonlight is quiet, scarlet flowing.

Look back slightly.

I saw that the back of the head of this self-proclaimed Jiro man was already broken.

Blood flows.

The brain is still beating.

But every time it beats, more blood will flow out.

Blood ran down his neck and down his chest.

Soon, the clothes of the man who called himself Jiro were soaked with blood.

More blood flowed into the soup bowl held by the other party.

The soup bowl, which was already fragrant, became more and more fragrant at this time.

Likewise, the stench became more and more obvious.

With the heat in the soup bowl, it began to overflow and float.

The man who called himself Jiro stood in front of the door, his hearty smile did not change to a certain point, the whole person was like a robot, raised his hand and slapped the door in front of him.

Boom, boom, boom.

"Hello, your ramen is here."

The knock on the door was very rhythmic.

The sound is the same as before.

Then--

Squeak!

The door opened.

Hui Lijing appeared in front of the man who called himself Jiro.

The corner of Jiro's mouth twitched again.

Abruptly, the bright smile was twisted.

Weird.

ferocious.

distortion.

When the three are combined, a smile really can't be called a smile.

It was filled with a tingling emotion.

Especially when the man who called himself Jiro spoke up again.

"Hello, guest."

"Your ramen."

"Do you need anything else?"

The tone of the originally peaceful voice began to lengthen at this moment, but it kept shaking.

It's like scratching a blackboard with a fingernail.

Got goosebumps all over.

What was even more frightening was that, with such a voice, the neck of the man who claimed to be Jiro made a rattling sound, and then, under the gaze of Hui Lijing, the head of the man who claimed to be Jiro just turned to the side. slumped, as if about to fall.

That hideous smile, which was already stained with blood, became even more terrifying at this moment.

but--

call!

Hui Lijing was relieved.

She thought she was going to encounter something terrible.

The result is a corpse that resembles moving.

Although it was a bit bloody, it was not so unacceptable, even at this time, the man who called himself Jiro kept shouting with unknown meaning.

"Ho, ho ho."

With such a voice, the man who called himself Jiro began to approach Hui Lijing.

"That's it?"

Looking like a zombie, staggering towards her, Hui Lijing was completely relieved.

She raised her hand to pick up the lighter.

pat.

After a crisp sound, flames emerged from the lighter.

Then, 'Destroying Harmful Spirit' lifted it up.

laugh!

call!

With the pressing of the 'Destruction Spirit', a flame spewed straight out, and the half-meter-long flames instantly enveloped the upper body of the man who called himself Jiro.

"Ahhh!"

A scream broke the silence of the night.

The man whose half body was on fire began to stagger back.

Hui Lijing is pressing step by step.

It's like stuffing cow dung into the mouths of boys who called her "Master Bachi".

The only difference was that she stared at the boys and let them chew and swallow the cow dung.

And now?

thump.

After the burning man fell to the ground, Hui Lijing raised her foot and stomped on the opponent's head.

Thick-soled boots with a layer of steel in between.

It can not only walk silently, but also effectively provide attack and defense.

This is specially made by Hui Lijing.

Just like the leather jacket on her.

Knives and the like are cut on it, and the skin can't be broken at all.

Click!

A crisp sound.

The man who called himself Jiro was completely silent.

The broken head was completely shattered.

The brains splashed around with Hui Lijing's boots as the center.

It was sticky enough to make ordinary people nauseous and vomited, but to Hui Lijing, it was nothing at all. She didn't know how many times she had experienced something more disgusting than this.

She also jumps over the cesspool if necessary.

Then, vomited for two days.

For two days, don't talk about eating, and drinking water will make you vomit.

There was a nasty smell in the nose.

In the following six months, Hui Lijing completely refused curry rice.

Even now, with considerable disgust.

Shaking her boots at will, and shaking off the sticky sticky substance, Hui Lijing shouted at the main hall—

"Jason? Jason?"

"Master? Master?"

The sound is loud enough and spread far enough.

However, there was no response from the hall.

no doubt!

The worst has happened!

What she is now in should be a projection similar to 'Oginokawa'.

Such projections are not terrible.

What is scary is the people who make and lay out such projections.

Tuyumenyuan and Hui Lijing have seen it before.

She is also clear about the strength of the other party.

She is no match at all.

Step, step!

Just when Hui Lijing was in shock, a sound of footsteps came from behind her.

behind?

When Hui Lijing had this thought in her heart, her body had already moved.

Woo!

Lean forward and kick back with the soles of your feet.

Such an attack is not wise, and the flaws are quite large. As long as you dodge the back kick, you can easily master the initiative, and such dodging is not difficult.

Even, in some ways, it only takes an ordinary person with a little training to dodge it.

After all, such a blow is destined to be too fast and not too wide.

And there is a reason why female detectives who have been trained as mercenaries do so.

The back kick is fake.

The quicklime in hand is the real thing.

call!

A handful of white ash was directly lifted.

Form a perfect semicircle, covering the entire range behind Hui Lijing.

But the expected screams did not sound.

In this regard, Hui Lijing seems to be expected.

The swing of her kicked leg increased, and immediately, the original kick turned into a somersault.

At the same time, Hui Lijing took out the lighter again.

pat!

call!

A bottom-up flame appeared behind Hui Lijing, forming an arc-shaped cross with the semicircle formed by the quicklime before.

But, still useless.

The footsteps were still approaching.

Hui Lijing's heart tightened.

Although she didn't know what would happen after being approached by this unknown monster, Hui Lijing was not willing to bear such consequences.

Almost instinctively, Hui Lijing took out the grenade.

Just when Hui Lijing was about to pull the ring, a small red figure ran from behind to the front.

Um?

Hui Lijing looked at the appearance of this young child with red skin, carrying a lantern and wearing a monk's uniform, and couldn't help but be stunned.

"Run! Run!"

The little monk shouted loudly at Hui Lijing.

Then, run forward.

Hui Lijing frowned and immediately followed.

The reason is very simple. If this little monk-like existence wanted to hurt her just now, she would have already been injured and died.

Therefore, she judged that this little monk should have no malice.

Following behind the little monk, Hui Lijing quickly rushed out of the gate of Tongshou Temple, then turned left and right in Tongshou Town, and soon saw the two stone pillars outside Tongshou Temple Town.

Naturally, I also saw her car.

Then, she heard the little monk's words——

"This way, this way, it's fatal!"

"I'm not a murderer!"

"It's not me, it's not me, I just want to tell everyone that someone needs help over there!"

"I will not be used by murderers!"

After the voice fell, the little monk just disappeared.

Then, Hui Lijing saw a middle-aged man wearing a costume similar to Onmyoji.

"what?"

The middle-aged man was surprised when he saw Hui Lijing who appeared.

Because, in his mind, this is just an ordinary woman, and she will definitely get lost in his "Onmyo Technique", and then become his best pawn to spy on the secrets of "Tongshou Temple".

It just seems to have some problems.

However, if the problem arises, it will be solved.

"Originally, I only hoped to solve it in a silent and moisturizing way."

"But now, I have to use a more direct approach."

In a tone of contempt, the somewhat special-looking Onmyoji spoke up.

Then, the other party shook his hand and a white talisman appeared.

Just when the opponent was about to shoot the rune paper—

Bang, bang!

The gun went off.

And, more than once.

The gunfire flickered in the muzzle in Hui Lijing's hand.

And this is not the end.

next moment!

Boom boom boom!

The three countdown grenades flew out like this and landed on the feet of the onmyoji.

In an instant, the flames drowned the opponent.

Shrapnel splattered in all directions.

A layer of translucent protection appeared around the body of the Onmyoji.

The shrapnel shot hit a layer of ripples on this layer of protection.

The ripples swayed in circles and collided with each other.

Quickly, it became shaky.

Finally, when the ripples of the ripples overlap, reaching a kind of extreme—

Snapped!

The protective cover just shattered.

Although the remaining shrapnel did not have much power, it still caused the specially dressed Onmyoji to dodge in embarrassment.

Bai Jie's cloak turned black and tattered.

The black high hat fell to the ground and rolled into the distance.

"Damn, how dare you... ah ah ah ah!"

"Spicy! Spicy! Spicy!"

The special onmyoji shouted in his mouth, but before he could finish speaking, liquid filled with a pungent smell filled his mouth.

Then, it's spicy!

Concentrated chilli water for extreme spiciness.

Such scorching stings the nerves of this special onmyoji in an instant.

The spell in my mind was so hot that it disappeared.

The spell in his hand fell to the ground with a wave.

There was only one thought left in this special Onmyoji's mind.

"water!"

"Drink water!"

"I want to drink!"

then--

boom!

Hui Lijing hit the opponent's eyebrow with a shot.

Look at the opponent who is slowly falling to the ground.

Hui Lijing blinked, thinking of the words of the old monk of Tongshou Temple.

'The appearance of gunpowder changed everything. ’

Could this be... have times changed?

Hui Lijing thought silently.

But at this moment, a mournful voice sounded in Hui Lijing's ear.

"As expected of Hui Lixiang's younger sister."

The voice appeared, and Hui Lijing's body was bound by invisible power.

The next moment, Hui Lijing was hanged in mid-air, and the feeling of suffocation appeared immediately.

Hui Lijing kept struggling.

The eyes are looking for the attacker.

The other party did not hide.

After confirming that Hui Lijing was bound, she appeared in front of Hui Lijing so openly.

Looking at the attacker, Hui Lijing stopped struggling.

Not give up.

Instead, he saw the tall and strong figure behind the attacker.

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