"You're talking about the No. 2 old dormitory building in No.1 Middle School. That's a dangerous place. Young man, you're also going there to explore, right? Listen to me, don't go there. Many people have gone there and never returned. Nobody knows if they're alive or dead."
The driver was a middle-aged man in his early forties. Although he looked ordinary and balding, he was kind and talkative. However, when he heard Du Kang mention the No. 2 old dormitory building, he was stunned. Although he quickly covered it up, Du Kang could still see the deep fear in his eyes.
"This driver must know something."
Du Kang pondered and was about to ask when there was a sudden noise from the front. The car that was moving forward slowly stopped.
"I'll go down and see what's going on."
The driver got out of the car and ran to the front to see what was going on. In less than a minute, he ran back and got into the car without saying a word.
Du Kang saw that the driver's face was pale and his lips were trembling Weiwei. Obviously, he was very scared. It was inevitable that he had a plan in mind. "Brother, what happened in front?"
"Why are you still alive …" The driver seemed to have a lot on his mind since he returned to the car. When Du Kang asked, he blurted it out. However, he suddenly realized that he had said something wrong and quickly shut up. He grinned at Du Kang and explained that there was a car accident in front and people were smashed into pieces. He was timid and couldn't bear to see such a bloody scene, so he was scared.
"I see …" Du Kang nodded and sat back in his seat. He glanced at the driver out of the corner of his eyes and found that the driver's hand holding the steering wheel was trembling slightly. His eyes kept turning left and right as if he was on guard against something.
Du Kang felt that something was wrong.
"One point clear the sky, two points clear the earth. Demons and ghosts, show yourselves quickly!"
He wiped his eyes with two fingers and looked out of the window again. He only felt a mist of blood, and there was a cloud of black gas that rushed up to the sky.
"An evil ghost who died violently, his resentment soars to the heavens!"
Du Kang's heart suddenly skipped a beat. He wondered why Dongguang was so restless. The Red-robed Ghost King was enough of a headache, and now there was a ferocious ghost who died a violent death. Du Kang couldn't help but pinch his brows and rub them hard. He told the driver to go down and take a look. After a while, he pushed the door and got out of the car, squeezed through the crowd and arrived at the scene.
The scene had been cordoned off by the police, and there were many people around. Of course, many of them were snapping photos and scrolling through their WeChat Moments. Du Kang couldn't help but shake his head when he saw this. No matter what their purpose was, the deceased was the most important. Now that someone had died, they were actually completely indifferent. The numbness of people's hearts was evident.
Squeezing through the crowd, the curses and complaints were just like a breeze in Du Kang's ears. Today, Du Kang had been through life and death and had seen some storms. His state of mind was no longer the little loser who couldn't hold two taels of butter in his stomach. He walked past with a smile on the corner of his mouth.
There was a dark golden light flashing in his eyes. When he got closer, the soaring resentment and blood Qi were even more terrifying. Du Kang touched the tip of his nose and couldn't help but murmur in shock, "So fierce!"
"Isn't it? You say, the person who did this is too inhuman."
A burly man next to Du Kang said in a muffled voice. Seeing that Du Kang was looking at him, he thought that he wanted to say something, so he really told Du Kang what had happened.
After bypassing a side street, Du Kang found another taxi and returned to the shop. As soon as he entered the shop, he smelled a burnt smell and thick smoke came out from upstairs. Du Kang was so scared that he hurriedly ran up. Before he could see what had happened, a person rushed toward him. He had a black face, two big eyes, and a mouth full of small white teeth. He bared his fangs and brandished his claws at Du Kang.
"F * ck!
What the hell is this! "Du Kang dodged sideways and raised his right palm to cut the back of the African-looking person's neck.
Who would have thought that this person would be as slippery as a loach? With a slight twist of his body, Du Kang's palm slid down from the person's back. The person's head bumped into Du Kang's chest. Du Kang then felt the weight in his hand lighten. The delicious food in his hand had already been snatched away by that person.
"Xiao Pang, Xiao Pang, you're back. Come and help me!"
Another "African friend" also rushed out of the billowing black smoke. His face was also dark, but Du Kang knew that this voice must be Weiwei's the moment he heard it.
A black face, two big eyes, and a mouth full of small white teeth. His long hair was messy, and there were two strands hanging down from his forehead. He looked like a cricket, emitting smoke from the top of his head.
Looking at Weiwei's sharp style, Du Kang couldn't help but burst into laughter. "Chu … Sister Chu, what's going on? You were thrown into the stove?
You … your style, "Du Kang made a tentacle gesture in front of his forehead and gave Weiwei a thumbs-up," is very sharp and avant-garde. "
"None of your business." Weiwei was so angry at Du Kang that she gritted her teeth. However, she knew that she was in the wrong, so she couldn't lose her temper. She just stared at Du Kang with her big eyes, "Xiao Pang, come and help me. How come the oil can't be put out?"
"What the hell? What did you say? The oil is on fire!"
Du Kang couldn't laugh anymore. He walked past Weiwei and rushed into the kitchen. The floor was full of sparks, and the whole stove was full of fire. Thick smoke was billowing, and a big spoon was upside down on the ground. It had been burned red, which showed how high the temperature was.
Du Kang regretted it as soon as he stepped into the kitchen. He felt as if he had entered an oven. All the pores on his body opened instantly. He felt that his hair and eyebrows were burnt. He had no choice but to step back.
He started to look around and saw the goldfish tank next to the coffee table in the living room. It was more than two meters long and filled with water. It would take four adults to lift it.
Now, Du Kang was also anxious. Coupled with the fact that Du Kang's physical strength was extraordinary, he rushed to the front. He didn't care that the oxygen pump was still plugged in, he grabbed the edge of the tank with both hands and used his strength to lift it up. The goldfish tank, which weighed more than four hundred kilograms, was forcibly lifted up by Du Kang. He rushed to the kitchen in two or three steps, aimed at the place where the fire was the most intense, and smashed the entire fish tank over.
Crack!
Whoosh!
As steam and white smoke rose, most of the flames on the floor were put out by the water tank. Du Kang looked at the kitchen's charred walls and the twisted cutlery and ingredients. He turned to look at Weiwei, who was standing obediently at the door like a child who had done something wrong. He suddenly realized that he couldn't vent his anger.
Instead, he asked, "Sister Chu, are you hurt?"
As soon as the words left his mouth, Du Kang felt stupid. Who was Weiwei? She wasn't an ordinary person. She wasn't human at all. Was a 1,500-year-old snake spirit a joke?
Even if she was thrown into a boiler, she probably wouldn't be able to hurt a single hair on her, let alone this small fire. It was just that her style was really … really unique.
"Sister Chu, what's going on?"
Du Kang asked in a slightly reproachful tone as he pushed Weiwei into the bathroom to take a shower. He hugged his shoulders and leaned against the wall outside.
"Yeah, it's Jing Jing. She said she was starving and wanted to cook herself some deep-fried ribbonfish. Then, I don't know what happened, but the oil caught fire. I brought a basin of water to extinguish the fire, but when I went underwater, the fire burned even stronger." Weiwei's voice came from the bathroom. At the same time, the sound of running water could be heard.
Du Kang's expression froze. He suddenly realized that Weiwei was taking a shower in the bathroom behind him. The sound of running water and the soft sound of shower gel rubbing against his body made Du Kang blink. He told himself in his heart, "Du Kang, don't look at indecent things, don't listen to indecent things, don't look at indecent things, don't listen to indecent things!"
Although that was what he was thinking, his eyes couldn't help but drift to the glass door behind him. The frosted glass door reflected a petite figure rubbing her hair with both hands. Her figure was curvaceous in all the right places, in front and behind. Looking at her, Du Kang gulped hard. He made a great decision before withdrawing his gaze and turning his head to the other side.
Du Kang suddenly felt his upper lip wet. He reached out and wiped it. When he looked again, he realized that his nose was bleeding!
"Xiao Pang, are you still there?
Why aren't you talking? "Weiwei asked with her head tilted as she rubbed her arms with the bath sand.
Outside the door, Du Kang raised his head and plugged his nose with his fingers. He could only reply in a muffled voice, "Nothing. Hey, Sister Chu, the person who rushed down before you just now wasn't Ran Jing, was it?"
"Yeah, it was Ran Jing. What's wrong with her?"
Weiwei's answer made Du Kang suddenly feel that something bad was going to happen. He slapped his thigh hard and rushed downstairs as fast as he could. However, he found that there was no one there!
"Sh * t!"
When Du Kang found Ran Jing, there were only two empty plastic bags left in front of her. The meat buns, porridge, and stir-fried vegetables were all gone.
Ran Jing looked at Du Kang walking towards her with a sullen face. She actually had the nerve to smile. Her little face was dark, and when she smiled, she revealed her little white teeth. This made Du Kang burst out laughing. He asked Ran Jing snappily, "Are you full?
If it's not enough, I can make more for you. "
Ran Jing touched her little belly that didn't have any excess fat. She tilted her head and thought for a while. Then, she said to Du Kang very seriously, "I'm almost 80% full, but I can still eat a little."
Du Kang almost fell to the ground. He looked at Ran Jing as if he was looking at an alien creature. "My goodness, that was a meal for three people. One person is only 70% full. This little belly can eat too much. Is it a four-dimensional stomach?"
Du Kang returned to the kitchen with black lines on his forehead. He happened to see Weiwei, who had changed into a new leather coat, squatting in the kitchen to clean up.
The black tight-fitting leather coat outlined Weiwei's curvaceous figure. She squatted with her back facing the door. Her round and tight figure was like a small moon, very attractive.
Du Kang felt his heart thumping wildly. "Nanwu is the merciful and merciful Guanyin Bodhisattva who saves the suffering!"
He murmured the honorific 'Bodhisattva' in his heart and suppressed the desire to hold Weiwei in his arms with great difficulty.
"Sister Chu, you go and rest. I can handle this."
Du Kang walked to the stove and picked up the big spoon that was upside down on the ground. He looked up and saw Weiwei's little face. Her little face that had just been washed was now black and white again. She looked like a little tabby cat. "Pfft, Sister Chu, you go out and wait for the meal. Leave it to me. It'll be quick."
Du Kang pushed Weiwei to the living room to watch a soap opera. He took out an apron from the kitchen closet and put it on. After a simple cleaning, he could barely cook.
He took a lot of ingredients from the store. Anyway, this store belonged to Lao Wang. He didn't need to pay, so it would be a waste if he didn't take them. Soon, the unique aroma of food floated out of the kitchen. After washing herself, Weiwei sat at the table and waited. Black-faced Ran Jing also sneaked over. He raised a finger to make a gesture to Weiwei not to talk and slipped into the bathroom. Then, the sound of running water could be heard.
"Come on, it's time to eat!"
Du Kang carried a plate of scrambled eggs with tomato in his left hand and Moo Shu pork in his right hand. He put it in front of Weiwei and went back to take out a big pot of steaming white rice. "Sister Chu, wait a minute. I'll go get a bowl."
When Du Kang came out of the kitchen with the bowls and chopsticks, he saw that the dishes on the table were clean and the plates were so clean that they could be seen. Slightly rubbing her stomach with her small hand, she was leaning back in the chair with satisfaction. When she saw Du Kang come out, she smiled a little embarrassedly.
Du Kang was speechless and muttered in his heart, "What kind of people did I raise?
He had such a big appetite, and he ate so cleanly that he didn't even leave a single grain of rice for himself!
"Xiao Pang, here you go!" Weiwei suddenly turned her hand and took out a round thing from behind and threw it to Du Kang.
He caught it in his hand and saw that it was a rice ball, which was about the size of an apple and was round. Weiwei used cucumber slices and fungus to form a human's facial features, eyebrows, eyes, nose, and mouth. It looked quite interesting.
"Eat it. I specially made it."
Weiwei stared at Du Kang expectantly and watched Du Kang take a bite. She asked carefully, "How does it taste?"
Du Kang chewed twice and gave Weiwei a thumbs up. He stuffed the rest of the rice ball into his mouth in two or three bites. With food in his stomach, he was in a much better mood. Du Kang casually wiped his hands on his body and sat down next to Weiwei, waiting for Ran Jing.
It didn't take long for Ran Jing to clean herself up and come out of the bathroom. She was wearing a khaki half-sleeved dress. Her hair was wet and loose, and a swallowtail butterfly hairpin was pinned to the side of her forehead. She looked very delicate, like the misty rain and water town in the south of the Yangtze River, gentle and moving.
Although Ran Jing was beautiful, Du Kang's attention was focused on her clothes. He scratched the back of his head and turned to ask Weiwei, "Sister Chu, I remember that you didn't bring anything when you came. Where did you get your clothes?"
"You want to know?"
Weiwei asked Du Kang with a smile. Seeing Du Kang nod, she stretched out her hand and waved it in front of Du Kang's eyes. "See this?"
"A bracelet?"
Du Kang found that Weiwei was wearing a dark golden bracelet with a coiled dragon on her wrist. It was small and exquisite, and if he looked carefully, he would find that this coiled dragon bracelet contained a very special texture, which was unpredictable.