Du Kang lowered his head to study the manuscript in his hand. It recorded some common demons and ghosts, and the latter half was about Yin and Yang Taoism. However, Du Kang tried two kinds at the beginning, and the result was that his fingers were almost broken, but he still couldn't make the two hand seals. He had to give up and honestly began to learn from the basic knowledge.
"This looks like a notebook. Who remembers it? Sister Chu?
That's not possible. Although the handwriting is beautiful, there is a hidden strength of character. There is a faint murderous aura on the back of the paper. It should be written by a man. "
Du Kang took the booklet in his hand and turned it over to look at it. He felt that the booklet was not complete. It seemed to be a part torn from a big book.
At this time, Weiwei pushed the door open and walked in. She swung her hand and threw her first-aid kit to Du Kang. "Carry it for me and carry your backpack. Let's go out."
"Okay."
Du Kang caught the first-aid kit and looked up at Weiwei. Suddenly, his eyes lit up. Today, Weiwei was wearing a tight black leather coat, which made her figure look curvy, especially the Mount Everest on her chest and the slender waist like a water snake. This visual impact made Du Kang quickly cover his nose with his hand and look up.
"Xiao Pang, what are you looking at?
Let's go. We have a lot of things to do today. "
Weiwei angrily glared at Du Kang. She pulled up the neckline that she had pulled up with great difficulty and took the lead to walk out of the door.
He looked at Weiwei's back. Her long black wavy hair swayed slightly with her steps, and that … "Damn!
I can't look, I can't look, or I'll be anemic. "
Du Kang held his backpack in one hand and Weiwei's first-aid kit in the other. He followed closely behind Weiwei and got in the car. Weiwei stepped on the accelerator and the car drove to the city center.
"Sister Chu, who are we looking for?"
The corner of Du Kang's eyes uncontrollably glanced at Weiwei's chest, but it would be too awkward if they didn't say a word. Fortunately, Du Kang was a joker and was full of chatter. It was easy to find a common topic.
"The reincarnation of Lu Ban. Legend has it that this person is Gongshu Pan, a descendant of Lu Ban. Moreover, his ancestors learned techniques from the School of Mohism, which has been passed down from generation to generation. They are the best of both the Rong and Mo families. Their techniques are unique and ingenious. Many impressive celestial artifacts are the work of their lineage." Weiwei held the steering wheel with one hand and spoke energetically about the reincarnation of Lu Ban.
"Although he is not a direct descendant, I have seen his methods with my own eyes. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a master of uncanny workmanship. In the first half of his life, he made a fortune in Jianghu and earned the name of the reincarnation of Lu Ban. But now, with machine tools, numerical control, and 3D printing, technology is changing with each passing day. He feels that time and tide wait for no man, and Jianghu is no longer the Jianghu of the past. So he retired and retired."
"Oh, from what you said, it seems that this person is also a guy with a story."
Du Kang was quite interested in this kind of Jianghu people who retired and retired. It couldn't be helped. Which man didn't have a frivolous time when he was young? Which man didn't have a dream of being invincible in Jianghu?
The car stopped at the old campus of the Institute of Technology, which was now the inpatient department of Cangcheng Central Hospital, because the car could not go further.
"Here?"
Du Kang got out of the car and looked around. He was so familiar with this place. After all, he had spent the whole year here as a freshman. He knew which internet cafe was the cheapest, which cafe had the best manager, which restaurant made the most authentic roujiamo, and which restaurant made the most authentic hotpot chicken. Du Kang was very familiar with them. He could find them even with his eyes closed.
"Yes," Weiwei nodded and led Du Kang into the old city area in front of them, which could be considered a village in the city.
The asphalt road was steaming from the sun, and the electric poles on both sides of the road were pasted with small advertisements that said "Old Military Doctor Specializes in Treating Stuttering and Stuttering". The surrounding houses were all bungalows, both old and new. Groups of old and young people could often be seen sitting together on small benches, chatting while basking in the sun and picking vegetables. They were all trivial matters like the Zhang family, the Li family, the three toads and five eyes, and so on. The atmosphere of life here was much better than that of the upper echelons.
"This is the place, come in," Weiwei stopped and turned to Du Kang.
"This is the place?"
Du Kang looked up at the white paper wreath hanging in front of the door, and the crooked signboard with the words "Sherlie's Funeral" written on it.
It was an ordinary storefront with no decorations on the outside. It was just an ordinary resident with a door in the central room. There were no windows either.
Du Kang had been resistant to such places since he was a child. He didn't know if it was because he was timid, or because he watched movies as a child, but he felt that this place was gloomy and gloomy. One of the paper dolls might suddenly move their eyeballs or reveal a strange smile when you weren't paying attention.
Weiwei saw Du Kang standing at the door and not coming in, so she turned around and asked him, "What's wrong?
Do you think there's something wrong here? "
Du Kang was a little nervous and touched the tip of his nose in embarrassment, "Sister Chu, I … I'm not used to this place. Can we go somewhere else?
Let's go to Tianranju for a meal, my treat. "
Weiwei rolled her big eyes and looked at Du Kang with her fingers supporting her chin. She looked like a judge examining a criminal, which made Du Kang uncomfortable.
"Sister Chu, why … why are you looking at me like that?"
"Xiao Pang, tell me honestly, are you afraid?"
Weiwei smiled like a little devil. Before Du Kang could react, she suddenly grabbed Du Kang's wrist and pulled him back.
Du Kang had experienced Weiwei's strength before. She was not human at all. Coupled with the surprise attack, Du Kang staggered from Weiwei's pull. He took two steps forward and almost fell to the ground. When he looked up again, he found that he had already entered the funeral hall. Weiwei was covering her mouth and laughing so hard that her stomach hurt. Seeing Du Kang looking at her angrily, she glared back at him unceremoniously. "How is it?
Hit me if you don't like it. Last night, the water corpses and evil ghosts dared to go to the funeral. Now you don't dare to go to the funeral in broad daylight. Aren't you ashamed? "
Being rebuked by Weiwei, Du Kang scratched the back of his head and felt that it was true. After thinking it through, he suddenly felt relaxed and the feeling that something was always staring at him was gone. He coughed twice, patted his clothes and said stubbornly, "Who said I was afraid? I just wanted to take a good look at the terrain, I …"
Weiwei came up to Du Kang and stared at Du Kang with her big eyes without blinking. Du Kang's face was burning and he couldn't make up what he was going to say.