The old Daoist priest was carried out of the bathroom by Zhang Yanfeng. To an old criminal police officer, a 70-year-old skinny old man was nothing. It was easy to carry him.
Wiping the sweat off his forehead, the old Daoist priest heaved a sigh of relief and secretly admired his shrewdness.
The boss had asked him to perform the ritual, so there must be a problem here. As for what the problem was, the old Daoist priest was not sure.
Therefore, during the ceremony, although the old Daoist looked like he was completely focused, in fact, he had been keeping an eye out in his heart.
He was afraid that a malicious spirit or a zombie would suddenly rush out from somewhere. Although the boss was holding the fort, his life was still his own, wasn't it?
However, everything was calm until he finished the ritual. The old Daoist priest still felt that it was a little strange. The lightning that he had imagined did not appear.
However, when he entered the bathroom to wash his face and change his clothes, the old Daoist priest, who had many experiences in danger, did not rush to use the bathroom. Instead, he took out the talisman from his crotch and stuck it on the toilet lid.
The bathroom was the place where ghosts appeared the most, and it was also the place where it was easiest to cause trouble. The old Daoist priest had to be on guard.
This time, he was really lucky,
He had just stuck the talisman on, and before he could sit on it, the toilet lid began to tremble. Then, black smoke came out from inside.
The old Daoist priest only felt that something was grabbing and tearing at him. He kept resisting, but that thing seemed to be on top of him. It directly lifted him up and stuck him to the ceiling.
When the passion between a man and a woman reached the peak, they would always think of rubbing each other, wishing that they could rub each other into their own bodies.
The old Daoist priest was feeling this way, but the other party wanted to rub him into the ceiling. If the other party succeeded, he reckoned that in a few years or more, when someone came to renovate this villa, they would be able to see him dried into bacon.
"Phew..."
The old Daoist priest let out a long sigh of relief,
"Eh, Sir Police Officer, you can put me down now."
If he kept being hugged like this, he would also blush.
However, officer Zhang did not put him down. Instead, he brought something warm over and began to lick his face crazily.
The old Daoist priest was so scared that he shivered and turned his head to look,
How was this Officer Zhang? It was clearly a huge Alaskan. At this time, he was actually in the arms of this Alaskan, and the other party's tongue kept licking him.
"F * ck!"
The old priest immediately kicked the Alaskan away and began to retreat desperately.
The Alaskan was not angry. It just continued to sit there in a daze, looking at the old priest and sticking out its long tongue from time to time.
"Where the f * ck is this?"
Only then did the old Daoist realize that not only was there a problem with the sudden appearance of Alaska, but there was also something wrong with the place he was currently in.
To his left was a pool full of balls. There were colorful balls in it, and to his right was a pile of dolls.
It was truly … a mountain of corpses.
Behind him was a small merry-go-round with lights on and nursery rhymes playing.
"Pa!
Pa!
The old priest slapped himself twice, but it was useless. Everything in front of him was still the same as before.
"Hehe … Haha … Hehe … Big brother … Big brother …"
The little girl's voice came, with a crisp texture like a copper bell.
The old priest rubbed his eyes. He did not know when, but a little girl wearing a princess dress had appeared on a merry-go-round.
The girl was holding the merry-go-round with one hand and waving the other. She was having a good time.
"Sister … I'm here … I'm here!"
On the merry-go-round behind, there was a little boy sitting. He was wearing a small suit and looked especially fashionable.
"Amitabha, Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, Guanyin Bodhisattva, Taishang Laojun …"
The old priest closed his eyes and kept chanting scriptures that he did not even know what they were.
"Boss, boss, save me, save me!"
In the end, the old priest also understood that the Buddhas in the sky were not free, and the immortals did not have time either. The only person who could save him was the boss.
However, after shouting for a long time, the boss did not appear on the colorful auspicious cloud.
On the other hand, the merry-go-round began to grow bigger and bigger. The little girl and the little boy from before were now sitting on a huge merry-go-round that was comparable to a dinosaur, flying and spinning above his head.
The old priest was really worried that that thing would suddenly fall down and smash him to death, so he began to run away instinctively. There were no walls or boundaries in this place
However..,
No walls were the biggest walls,
No boundaries were the most terrifying boundaries,
The old priest ran for an unknown amount of time until he had no choice but to stop and gasp for breath. However, he realized that he was still circling around the amusement park.
He had run a long way..,
But as he continued to run, the amusement park facilities behind him continued to grow larger.
The shadows in the sky followed him like shadows. The shadows cast by the merry-go-round that the two children were sitting on almost covered everything, bringing with it a kind of terrifying despair.
"Hehe … Haha …"
The children's laughter kept coming from above. They were having a good time and were very forgetful.
If it was any other time, when he saw these two cute children, the old priest might have gone up to tease them and buy them some food. The old priest himself was also a person who liked children.
But at this moment, the voices of these two children were like a demonic sound that kept going in and out of your ears. Even if you used your hands to block them, it was useless.
The old priest sat on the ground and raised his head to look up. He was a little helpless and a little desperate.
What the hell was this place?
"Gulp, gulp, gulp, gulp, gulp, gulp, gulp, gulp …"
The ground beneath him was like boiling curry. It began to thicken, and the old Daoist's body began to slowly sink into it.
"I …"
The speed at which he fell was too fast. When the old priest reacted, he had already completely sunk into it. He did not even have the time to flop.
He did not feel suffocated as he had imagined. He could even smell a fragrant and sweet smell at the tip of his nose. The smell of curry was very strong at first, but it was slowly replaced by the fragrance of candy.
This was a smell and atmosphere that would intoxicate anyone, regardless of whether they were young or old. In this smell, the old Taoist seemed to have found his youth, found his sunset, and found the feeling of running under the sunset back then.
Freedom,
Carefree,
Relaxed,
Vitality,
Life,
Beautiful;
The original nightmare had unknowingly turned into a beautiful dream. The old priest dreamed that he was flying. He dreamed that he was soaring in a sea of clouds made of cotton candy.
"Hehe … Haha … Brother …"
"Hehe … Hehe … Sister …"
The voices of the two children were heard again,
At this moment, their voices were like naughty children who had no parents to discipline them on the high-speed train, running around.
The old priest smacked his lips and opened his eyes in dissatisfaction. He had been woken up from his beautiful dream. Who wouldn't be a little angry when they woke up?
However, the moment he opened his eyes, the old priest was dumbfounded.
He saw himself flying in the air. He was really flying, and beside him were wooden horses. The voice of the child came from his body.
He forced his head to turn around,
"Go!
Go! "
The little boy shouted,
He sat on the old priest's body,
Urging the old priest to move forward quickly!
What the hell was going on!!!
The old priest wailed in his heart. He was on the verge of collapse. He had been to places like the three villages before, and he was no longer a fledgling. However, this was the first time he had encountered such a strange place and scene.
"Uncle, come on, come on. Let's play and ride horses together."
"Come, Big Uncle, Big Uncle, come …"
The two children shouted into the distance.
In the distance,
Zhang Yanfeng's figure appeared. He stood there in a daze, as if he was thinking, but also as if he was conflicted.
But the more he thought about it, the more he couldn't figure out what he was thinking,
Then..,
That sense of intimacy was becoming stronger and stronger.
The old priest saw a woman standing next to him. It was a mother. She stood next to the merry-go-round and watched her two children play.
This woman was wearing a long red dress. She had long hair that draped over her shoulders and a good figure.
"Brother, come … Let's play together …"
The woman, like her two children, shouted at Zhang Yanfeng in the distance.
"Don't … … Officer Zhang … … Wake up … … Wake up!"
The old Daoist shouted,
But his voice blended into the nursery rhyme of the merry-go-round and could not be heard at all. He was now just a wooden horse, one of many wooden horses.
Zhang Yanfeng slowly walked over. He staggered, and the expression on his face was a little conflicted and forced.
But as his sister and his nephew and niece shouted over and over again,
A loving smile also appeared on his face.
Why was he struggling with that case for so long,
It was because he couldn't let go of his sister and his two nephews.
He wanted to find the real cause of their deaths and avenge them. He loved them and couldn't bear to part with them!
At this moment,
He walked faster and faster,
No,
He ran faster and faster!
If this is a dream,
Then let me immerse myself in it and never wake up.
"F * ck your lungs!"
The old priest couldn't help but curse.
"Uncle, let's ride the horse together!"
The boy jumped onto another merry-go-round and waved at Zhang Yanfeng.
"Xiao Hua, be good. Uncle is here!"
An ominous premonition rose in the old priest's heart,
He saw officer Zhang suddenly jump up,
His movements were as vigorous as when he was young,
Then, he directly sat on his own body.
"Kacha..."
His waist,
Twisted..
The old priest was in so much pain that tears flowed out.
"Uncle, Uncle..."
"Brother, Brother..."
"Hey, hey..."
The merry-go-round,
Continued to spin,
As if there would never be an end,
And would never see the end of it.
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