"What did you say?
He's gone?!
Say it again! "
Weiwei grabbed a young nurse's collar and roared. Looking at the young nurse, who was so scared that she was about to cry, Weiwei pushed her down onto the bed and rushed out of the ward in a flash. She bumped into Ran Jing, who was holding a bowl of braised beef noodles and eating to her heart's content. The bowl of steaming instant noodles splashed onto Ran Jing's face.
"Pfft, who's walking without eyes? Can't you see such a big person?
Pay me … Hey, Weiwei, why is it you? "
With her hands on her hips and a head full of instant noodles, Ran Jing was about to flip out when she realized that it was Weiwei who bumped into her. Moreover, Weiwei's face was full of anxiety and her big eyes were about to bleed. Something big must have happened.
"Xiao Pang is missing!"
When Weiwei saw Ran Jing, it was like a drowning person seeing a dry shore. She grabbed Ran Jing's little hand and ran out, saying, "Jing Jing, do you think Xiao Pang left on his own, or was he kidnapped?
What should we do?
Tell me, what should we do? "
At this time, Weiwei was completely confused. She was talking incoherently. Fortunately, Ran Jing was still shocked. She grabbed the noodles out of her hair and threw them to the side. She pulled Weiwei, who was still running out, and said, "Weiwei, calm down. Let's go to the surveillance room first. We'll know if he left on his own or was kidnapped."
"Yes, yes, surveillance room. Hurry, surveillance room!"
Weiwei and Ran Jing asked around and rushed to the surveillance room. At the same time, in a taxi, Du Kang was driving in a patient's gown, and there was a middle-aged man in the front passenger seat. It was the owner of the taxi, who was knocked out by Du Kang with a slap.
"I say, Gongzi Yu, aren't we a bit too much?" Du Kang said to the rearview mirror.
In the rearview mirror, in addition to Du Kang, who was driving, Gongzi Yu in a black robe was sitting in the back seat. Gongzi Yu's thin lips curled into a beautiful arc. He crossed his legs and leaned comfortably on the seat. He waved his hand and said, "There's nothing we can do about it. It's his fault for not going to the No. 2 old dormitory building no matter what. Don't worry, you just knocked him out with that slap. When we get there, just give him more money."
"Okay."
Du Kang also felt a little helpless. The No. 2 old dormitory building was notorious throughout Dongguang. Few people were willing to pass by during the day, let alone in the middle of the night. However, Du Kang couldn't walk there by himself. It was not easy for him to stop a taxi, so he had to use force. After everything was done, as Gongzi Yu said, it should not be a problem to leave more money for him.
Turning out of the bustling downtown area, there were fewer and fewer vehicles on the road. Later, the road was completely quiet. There was not even a shadow of a ghost. The taxi flew past, and Du Kang slammed on the brakes. The wheels of the car rubbed against the ground, making a series of harsh friction sounds. The taxi stopped opposite the No. 2 old dormitory building, separated by a road.
"It should be safe here. Let's go."
Du Kang took out five banknotes from his coat pocket and stuffed them into the hands of the unconscious driver. He then opened the door and got out of the car.
Du Kang pulled the collar of the patient's gown and said to himself, "Gongzi Yu, we're going in. Are you sure it's okay?
I haven't lived enough of this little life of mine. "
"Don't worry. When have I ever lied to you? As long as I'm here, you'll be safe. Hurry up, I feel the breath of the Gates of Hell. Let's go!"
Gongzi Yu's voice actually came from Du Kang's mouth, urging Du Kang to hurry and see what was happening in the No. 2 old dormitory building.
At this time, in the hall on the first floor of the No. 2 old dormitory building, the atmosphere was very tense. With the scholar as the leader and the six ghost spirits, Ye Zilong and Zhang Lu were facing the front, while the Red-Robed Ghost King and the bald young man were watching from the sidelines. However, they could make a move at any time. After all, Zhang Lu wanted the scholar to open the Rakshasa Gate's restriction, which was equivalent to letting the bald young man and the Red-Robed Ghost King break the seal and escape.
"Teacher, I don't think you should be so stubborn anymore. The seal on this place has been broken, and your Rakshasa Gate still has to suppress the old thing in the earth vein. It's impossible to fully activate it. If it weren't for the fact that I've developed some friendship with you over the years, I would have left long ago. Let's part on good terms. If you open the restriction and let me out, I promise you that I won't start a massacre. What do you think?" The bald young man chuckled at the side.
The scholar pointed the long sword in his hand forward to face Zhang Lu, but the rough man beside him could not help but scold, "You bald donkey, stop bullshitting. What friendship? If it weren't for the fact that the seven meridians here have been sealed, would you still be here until now?"
"Dao, how dare you talk to the king like this? You must be tired of living!" The Red-Robed Ghost King shouted angrily. As he raised his hand, a bloody light shot toward the rough man.
"Hey, Yiren, don't move. Give the teacher some face."
The bald young man raised his hand and grabbed the bloody light. Weiwei forcefully shattered it into bits of bloody light that sprinkled down. Looking at the few people who were confronting each other in the field, he patted the Red-Robed Ghost King's shoulder lightly and said, "Let's just watch here. We've been trapped for 450 years. It doesn't matter if we wait a little longer."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
The Red-Robed Ghost King stood behind the bald young man with his hands hanging down. The red light in his pair of bloody eyes receded, and he returned to his usual appearance. He was graceful and elegant with his hair fluttering in the wind. He did not look like a Ghost King, but more like a fairy descending to the mortal world.
"When the Rakshasa Gate opens, all souls mourn together. Mountains of corpses and seas of bones, stepping on blood to return. I didn't expect these four prophecies to come true for you." The scholar's long robe fluttered. He pointed his sword at Zhang Lu. His pair of eyes flickered with extraordinary splendor. There were life and death, crying and laughing, reflecting all kinds of strange scenes in the Rakshasa Gate.
Zhang Lu held the eight-ringed amethyst in her hand and kept spinning it. The treasure flickered, and a faint purple mist surged, enveloping her whole white and tender palm. A trace of terrifying aura also overflowed from it.
"Lu Chenxi, I haven't seen you for a long time. I didn't expect your cultivation to advance so fast. You've already reached this step, and you're still exchanging things with others?"
As the voice was heard, Du Kang stepped into the room and looked around. He tilted his head and scrutinized the room for a long time before saying, "What's wrong? Did you give someone short weight? I've told you before not to cheat. Look, you've been caught. Serves you right!"
"Huh!?"
"This guy is still alive, he's simply an unkillable cockroach!"