Chapter 566 The Battle for Ajian (7)
Regarding Baigui’s revenge, Qian Xiaoyi was a little helpless because he couldn’t tell the news widely. At most, he could only indirectly remind others to let others know. They be careful.
After all, if you show that you know something clearly, you will be irresponsible to Zhang Chunfa, the undercover agent.
But Qian Xiaoyi got a piece of good news from the contact between Zhang Chunfa and Baigui, that is, the Baigui organization is not monolithic.
If Laoshan Success is used as an example, the members may all be those who are in high positions and are greedy and selfish. It is impossible for an organization composed of such people to be united.
That's why there is a strict confidentiality system among the Hundred Ghosts. Even the members don't know each other's true identities. This is to prevent these guys from killing each other and fighting for power.
Qian Xiaoyi believes that if they are given a chance, they will not let go of the opportunity to control other people's lairs. Each of these monsters is not a fuel-efficient lamp. If they have one more lair, they will I believe that many of them must have thought about this to have an extra strength and finally become the king of monsters...
Qian Xiaoyi thought that he could make use of this, but not now, he More information is needed, and there is still an unresolved trouble caused by himself.
"I haven't heard from that guy for several days... Let's go and have a look." Qian Xiaoyi said to himself.
He took out his mobile phone, called Inuyama Heita, and asked: "Hello? Is school over? Get ready. We will visit Mr. Hoshiba later... What? You said you What do you mean you can't leave now? It's so noisy over there. Are you shopping with your classmates? Forget it, be careful with yourself these days. Baigui won't just give up. Pay more attention to yourself."
Since Inuyama Heita didn't come, Qian Xiaoyi had to set off by himself.
I got on my motorcycle and went all the way to Xingchangrang's house. After ringing the doorbell, the answer was not Xingchangrang's, but the voice of a middle-aged woman.
"Excuse me, are you..." the transponder asked, his voice a little tired.
Qian Xiaoyi replied: "I am a friend of Arang, a spiritualist named Qian Xiaoyi. I can't contact him these days, so I came to see how he is doing. You are his mother Right?"
"Soul Master? That's great." The other side said very happily: "Arang has been locked up in the warehouse alone for the past few days, and he's like crazy. Likewise, we are not allowed to contact anyone else... Please check on him quickly."
Soon, the door opened automatically. Qian Xiaoyi walked into the yard and was immediately greeted by someone. It was a middle-aged woman wearing a kimono, who must be the mother of Hoshiba Rang who just talked to him on the phone.
"Please come here." Xingchang said worriedly to his mother: "He seems to have encountered some difficulties. His father has never learned the techniques passed down from his family, so we don't know what to do... ..."
Two heads popped out of the house and looked at Qian Xiaoyi curiously. They were two little boys, one looked to be 13 or 4 years old, and the other was about 10 years old.
"Ah! Really! It's really that psychic detective!"
"I watched those episodes of TV! I didn't expect that my brother actually knows such a celebrity?"< br>
Xingchang asked her mother to say: "They are Arang's younger brothers, please wait a moment."
She frowned slightly and looked over there. Under her mother's pressure, her two heads shrank in resentment. go back.
"So he is the only one in the Xingchang family who understands those inheritances now?" Qian Xiaoyi sighed: "Isn't it a pity? In the circle, the Xingchang family is a famous ancient family. "
Xingchang asked his mother to say calmly: "There is no regret. , so what if you are famous? Aren’t you still in danger? Arang’s grandfather is like this, and so is he..."
Qian Xiaoyi felt that he had mentioned something that could not be said, and hurriedly Said: "Let's go see his condition quickly."
When they arrived at the warehouse, Xingchang asked his mother to open the door. It was dark inside with no lights on. She said, "Let, your friend is here to see you." There was no response from inside.
She sighed and said: "Please come in, he is inside."
She seemed to have no intention of accompanying Qian Xiaoyi in. It seemed that It’s knowing the dangers inside.
Qian Xiaoyi nodded and walked in.
The shelves on both sides of the warehouse were still full of those scary things, and they seemed to be carefully observing Qian Xiaoyi, remaining motionless.
Qian Xiaoyi walked through this short corridor and came to the room inside. There was still no light on. Qian Xiaoyi was about to take out his mobile phone to take a photo, looking for the star field and the lights in the room. As for the switch, suddenly, a hand stretched out from the darkness on the side and grabbed Qian Xiaoyi's wrist.
A hoarse voice sounded.
"Is spiritual power... fake? Is the soul also fake? There is no so-called spiritual world at all! Monsters, ghosts, spells... are all human imaginations?"
Hearing this hysterical voice, Qian Xiaoyi breathed a sigh of relief. For a moment, he thought that Baigui's revenge had come, as long as Xingchang Rang was still alive.
"Ah? What did you say?" Qian Xiaoyi pretended to be dumbfounded, turned on the flash of his mobile phone, shined it towards the star field, and asked: "How long has it been since you slept?"
Under the light of the light Next, Xingchang Rang had a haggard face and disheveled hair. He only wore a vest on his upper body, and the tattoos on his arms were badly scratched. Not only that, Qian Xiaoyi could also see black mud constantly seeping out of his body, and then disappearing again.
"Can't sleep! I can't sleep at all!" Xingchang Rang scratched his head and said painfully: "Ever since you told me how to use that leaf, I have been thinking about it. The method of use was very strange, so strange that it didn’t look like a spell at all. It gave me a lot of inspiration, so I found our family’s previous research materials and kept studying them..."
Qian Xiaoyi looked at him, There was a flash of surprise in his eyes. He didn't expect that this guy's understanding was so strong, and now he was touching the edge of taboo.
Originally, Qian Xiaoyi had not planned to let him know the cognitive theory so early, but the other party was smarter than he thought. Just by taking a peek, he had already understood a corner of the truth.
But this is not a bad thing. A researcher who has been in the classical cognitive environment for many years relies on his own cognition to break the inherent thinking, which is much easier to accept than letting others tell him.
It's just that there are some things that he can't figure out now, and he is confused, so he is in a disordered situation, which makes him unable to suppress the malicious cognitions collected in ancient times in his body.
“It’s a good thing we came here, otherwise something would really happen...” Qian Xiaoyi muttered, and then said: “You don’t have to think about anything now. What you need most is to have a good rest and wait until you wake up. I will answer your questions later."
"You...you knew it already? Sure enough, you..." Xingchangrang opened his eyes and wanted to ask more.
But Qian Xiaoyi didn't give him a chance. He took out a talisman and rubbed it with his fingers. The talisman soon burst into flames.
While the talisman was still burning, Qian Xiaoyi moved his forehead to Xingchang while he was mumbling words. Xingchang rolled his eyes, and finally fell back on the recliner, and fell asleep. The black mud on his body also subsided and stopped gushing out.
After doing this, Qian Xiaoyi walked out of the warehouse and said to Xingchangjang's mother: "He is fine. He just needs to take a nap. When he wakes up, let him give me a shot." Phone call."
"Thank you so much." Xingchang let out a sigh of relief.
(End of this chapter)