That night, all the people who came to visit Master left, so I went to the water boiling room to get a pot of hot water. I planned to wipe Master's hands and feet that night to prevent the wind from blowing.
It was almost past ten o'clock at night, and the health station was quiet. Most of the patients and their family members had already begun to prepare for rest. So when I left the ward, I stuffed my bag under Master's bed. When I returned to the ward with the water bottle, I opened the door and walked in to see a scene that made me completely unprepared.
There are no chandeliers in the ward. I just turned on a small wall lamp above the bed, and the light was not good. But even so, I could clearly see above Master's lying body, there was a person whose head and feet were in the same direction as Master, but floating about half a foot away from Master, with black smoke all over his body, and that person The person’s right hand was raised, holding the vajra prong that I originally put in my bag!
I recognized at a glance that the floating figure was not a human being, but the ghost guard who had fought with me once in the tunnel! It might be inappropriate to say it was a fight, because I was being beaten from beginning to end. But the ghost's posture at this moment was as if he was about to pierce the master's body with a vajra prong again. The master is still in a coma after the operation. If he is really stabbed, he will probably never wake up.
The sharp end of the vajra prong was less than two inches away from Master's chest when I saw it. Seeing this, I was shocked. I didn't even have time to scream, so I immediately let go and threw down the kettle in my hand. , when it hit the ground, the bottle broke instantly, and under the impact, the bottle was filled with scalding water. It was like a volcano erupting, and the wooden cork blocking the mouth of the bottle was washed away, making it scalding hot. The boiling water immediately splashed all over the outside of my left calf. Although it hurt, I didn't care much and rushed forward immediately. Without thinking, I hit the ghost's body with Zi Wei Ba and Lei Jue with both hands.
Because of its weird location, if I pounced on it and hit it, I would definitely step on the master. So I could only stand by the bed and make these movements. Every time I hit, I couldn't use my full strength. And if in the past, when I hit a ghost, the touch was mostly a tingling sensation with a slight electric current, and it was like hitting an extremely heavy quilt, but this was different, I felt like It was like hitting a cold, flat stone with a smooth surface, but it made my palms hurt. The most terrifying thing was that after I hit it, it didn't seem to feel much pain and didn't dodge at all. It turned to look at me, with a smiling expression, opened its big red mouth, and while constantly changing its appearance, it shouted at me. It was a shout that had no literal meaning at all, as if it was a person who had been uprooted. The person who lost his tongue made that hoarse and weak cry.
When it turned to face me, I immediately used the Lei Jue in my right hand to push towards its face with a slap. This time I saw it correctly. When I touched its face, I also I rolled a few fingers back hard, as if grabbing something. Although the hard feeling made my whole fingers full of pain, it was like someone was using hard objects on my hands when they had frostbite in the cold winter. It looked like it was knocked. But this move was quite effective. It suddenly stood up, which was originally parallel to my master's body, and began to move towards me with its vajra prong held high.
The scratch I just made had no effect, it was just to anger it. But this move put myself in danger. I saw it rushing towards me, and instinctively lowered my body to dodge. Following the bending motion, I rolled and got under Master's hospital bed, and then picked up my bag in one fell swoop. Although there are many tools in the bag, there are not many that can be used to perform simple and crude attacks. Most of them require chanting spells or stepping on the steel. The current situation obviously does not give me the time to do this. So I took out the rusty iron scissors and was about to turn over and roll out of the bed in the opposite direction. However, after the first roll, my head hit a hard object!
I have been staying in the ward these past few days. Even though this place is simple, I am familiar with every furnishing. The place where I rolled out originally had only a shelf for hanging salt water bottles with rollers underneath, and I deliberately avoided that shelf and rolled out. So I thought something was wrong, and sure enough, I looked up and saw, That ever-changing grimace appeared in front of me, upside down, and when I saw it, it simultaneously raised the vajra prong in its hand and stabbed me.
I was lying sideways under the bed, which was not spacious to begin with, and lying on my side was not conducive to exerting force, so I couldn't dodge its thrust, but stupidly used my left hand to block it, and with a scoff, It was the sound of the fabric on my clothes being cut, and there was also a tearing pain on the skin of my left hand from the elbow to the wrist. I knew that I must have made a huge cut on my hand just now, and instantly I felt a wet feeling on my arm, which was the blood that was constantly pouring out of me.
At that time, I didn't know where a voice came from, just two words, simple and powerful: "Prick it!" I didn't have time to distinguish who was speaking, so I took advantage of the ghost to retract my hand and prepared to stab it. When I hit it the second time, the moment I saw its hand waving towards me, I stabbed the ghost's arm hard with the scissors in my hand in a stabbing gesture. With a scream, Master's hospital bed was moved a few inches due to the ghost's struggle. In a daze, I saw the dark ghost floating towards the corner of the ward. I didn't know whether it was The courage came out of nowhere, and I immediately turned over and got out from under the bed, heading towards the corner where the ghost was. When I was about three or four steps away from it, I jumped forward and used the strength of my jump to add The strength of my arms and the weight of my body combined, and the scissors in my hand were once again aimed at the ghost and stabbed into it.
This time, I didn't deliberately aim at a certain location, but just hit it. So when the scissors pierced, it was like piercing a very thick-skinned watermelon, hitting the ghost's shoulder. It screamed, the sound was shrill, but the sound seemed to come from my head, but it did not escape.
After I brought this pair of scissors out of the well, I had killed someone before and the murderous intent was very strong, so I tied the handle of the scissors with a red rope. After purification, the murderous intent was much weaker and I could no longer deal with living things. There are no adverse effects on humans, but this murderous intent is different for ghosts. This is why I was able to succeed twice in a row.
But after the second plunge, the scissors seemed to be stuck. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't pull them out. The ghost looked in pain and even dropped the vajra prong he was holding. Neither Zi Wei Tao nor Lei Jue seemed to be of any use to it, but the scissors were still stuck. Just when I was at my wits' end and starting to get a little anxious, the weird voice sounded again from nowhere: "Kill it with the Vajra Prong." !”
As I said before, when people are looking for a solution like a headless fly, if someone gives you a tip, then this tip immediately becomes your only choice, and you don't even have time to think about whether it is feasible or not. So without letting go of the scissors with my right hand, I immediately reached out with my left hand to pick up the vajra prong on the ground, and began to stab the ghost's body crazily.
It feels different from the feeling of scissors piercing its body. When the vajra prong pierces the ghost, it is very easy, just like piercing several layers of leaves. The feeling is very enjoyable. However, I stabbed it many times in succession, but the ghost was always struggling and shouting. The sound became louder and louder, and I felt more energetic. At this moment, the voice came out again, but this time it still only had two simple words: "Stick the head!"
So I firmly held the handle of the vajra prong with my left hand, adjusted the angle of the sharp cross blade, and stabbed the ghost's chin from bottom to top. This time, it was so cruel and accurate that I even saw from the ghost's wide mouth that it pierced the chin, then passed through the mouth, and then penetrated into the head. This time, the ghost was already exuding black smoke, and it became even more intense at this moment. Then there was a bang, like a balloon filled with flour exploding in front of it, and the choking smell was smelled in the nose. The ghost dispersed into a pile of rapidly dispersing smoke, and gradually disappeared before my eyes.
I used my arms to protect my nose and mouth to avoid inhaling too much of this dust. When the smoke completely dissipated, the scissors and the vajra prong fell to the ground with a clang. In addition to these two items, there was another one on the ground. It was wooden, like a tree root, growing crookedly and covered with scabs. The skin is very smooth, and it looks like an old object, but on the broken surface of the tree root, red liquid oozes out, much like blood, and there is a small bud at the broken place.
I haven't fully digested the thrilling scene just now. I knew in my heart that I had won the fight, but I wasn't happy at all. One was because I hadn't recovered, and the other was because the wounds on my arms and the calf that had been burned just now were causing extra pain. It became clear, and thirdly, I had no idea why the ghost watching the door deep in the tunnel would appear in a medical and health station so far away.
At this time, a voice came from behind:
"It's true, it still found it."
I immediately turned around and saw a tall man with a bald head and a full beard standing at the door of the ward. It was Qin Bukong standing there, and his beard was lifted, revealing a grinning mouth.
The voice that just spoke to me came from this little mouth!
