Chapter 320 The Shoes Fell Off, No Hope

Chapter 320 The Shoes Fell Off, No Hope

Chapter 320 The Shoes Fell Off, No Hope
Japanese soldiers training downstairs late at night, houses built on the site of a former Japanese mass grave, Tan Wenjie has heard many versions of similar urban legends.

But he came anyway.

The girl I met lived in a hospital staff dormitory.

In front of the dormitory building, Tan Wenjie saw a little girl in a nurse's uniform. She was not very old, only about one or two years older than Tan Wenjie.

Despite having experienced a lot, as a young man of the Republic of China who was born in 1892, Tan Wenjie's real age is still only 20 years old. Even if the time he spent in the "Secret Realm" is included, he is only 21 years old at most.

As his physical strength gradually increased, he aged dozens of times slower than an ordinary person. If there were no ghost to take his soul away, he would probably be able to live for hundreds of years easily.

"You...you are the exorcist?" The girl was reluctant to believe it.

She looked at Tan Wenjie carefully.

He is wearing casual clothes and sneakers, is tall and handsome, and if he holds a ball in his hand, he must be the school hunk who attracts all the girls to scream.

Too young, not at all.

"To be precise, he's a ghost hunter." Tan Wenjie nodded.

He has been troubled for a long time by being considered a vase because of his handsome appearance. Isn't this also a kind of abstract prejudice against the appearance of Jiu Shu, Simu and others?

Everyone would think: They look like that, if they don’t have any real skills, they will definitely starve.

"What's the difference?"

Although she didn't believe that Tan Wenjie would really turn into a ghost, the girl decided to continue the conversation because of his handsome face.

"I'm not familiar with Western demons. I'm only good at dealing with local ghosts."

"Is it divided by region?"

"Haven't you ever seen a horror movie?" Tan Wenjie asked back, "The Taoist talisman is useless on a vampire's head."

"Haha, now I remember, I think I've seen it before."

After chatting briefly for a while, the girl realized by the time she came to her senses that they had not been talking about catching ghosts.

"Don't you need to investigate?" the girl asked.

"You said that Japanese soldiers would come out for training at night." Tan Wenjie glanced at the sky. "It won't be long before dark. We can just wait for them to show up and start fighting."

"It has to be after midnight."

"It's okay. I just happen to have time to set it up."

Because she had work to do, the girl said goodbye and left. When she changed shifts, she didn't see Tan Wenjie.

Maybe the other party left?
I feel a little uneasy.

When people are afraid, they want to find someone to talk to.

"What, you also saw the Japanese soldiers downstairs?" When she told the people around her about seeing ghosts, she didn't expect that they would immediately resonate with her.

"I know a temple that is very powerful. You can go there to ask for amulets so that you can sleep well at night."

"In fact, everyone knows about this. Every year, a few people see Japanese soldiers training when they wake up in the early hours of the morning."

"Why don't you ask a wizard to exorcise the evil spirit?"

"Of course I have. You just came this year so you may not know that every July 14th we burn paper figures for those Japanese soldiers."

"why?"

"They are too fierce. We can't afford to offend them. Let those Japanese soldiers stay quietly underground."

The girl, who was worried, returned to her room, thinking about asking for a talisman tomorrow.

Lying in bed and falling asleep.

At night, she heard the sound of "dong", "dong", and "dong" footsteps again.

Forced to open his eyes from the bed.

Turn over and cover your head with the quilt.

She is now hiding in the safest barrier, and no matter what is outside, it can't hurt her.

"Chop the devils' heads with your swords!"

Why is there music? Who is singing?
The orderly footsteps suddenly turned into a series of "Bagayalu" and a long tongue clicking.

The girl finally couldn't help herself and got up from the bed, quietly creeping to the window.

Pull aside the curtains and look down.

Sure enough, the group of Japanese soldiers appeared again. Unlike before, they shouted and charged. In front of them, there was a familiar figure dragging a machete wrapped in flames, and also rushed towards the Japanese soldiers.

As if after hundreds or thousands of trainings, the machete drew a flaming arc, and the Japanese heads flew up one by one.

The terrifying Japanese soldiers transformed into evil spirits, as fragile as paper.

The ghost-killing operation lasted for about ten minutes. Suddenly, a gust of wind and sand blew, and she subconsciously reached out to rub her eyes.

When I looked down again, all the Japanese soldiers disappeared, and only that man walked to the speaker.

The music suddenly changed.

"Namo Amitabha"

"Dotagata Night"

It is the "Nirvana Mantra".

Her family had also performed a ritual a few days ago, so she could tell at once that the music being played was the "Nirvana Mantra". However, all the ghosts had been chopped to pieces, so what was the point of playing the "Nirvana Mantra" again?

She has already recognized who the person below is. He is the "ghost hunter" she found on the Internet. The other party's behavior has always been strange.

still have a question.

There's something wrong with this version of the Amitabha Sutra. It sounds like rap and electronic music. Not to mention it sounds quite exciting.

"Clap."

Tan Wenjie pressed the pause button.

If your heart is sincere, it will work. If you have connections, it will work even better. Chanting scriptures does not depend on whether the tone is accurate, but on whether you have Buddha in your heart. Tan Wenjie even lit a red candle for the Bodhisattva, so it must work.

There were Japanese soldiers in the local area, and of course there were also ordinary people persecuted by the Japanese soldiers. As haunted areas, there were many wandering ghosts in hospitals, schools and other places.

The Japanese soldiers were killed and their souls were shattered, but ordinary ghosts could be saved by cyber chanting, but the effect did not seem to be very good.

Looking at the wandering ghosts, Tan Wenjie stepped forward and stopped a ghost.

"I have already sent you to heaven, why are you still not leaving?"

It sounds like an insult, but to ghosts it is actually a blessing, for it is the Western Paradise.

The ghost shook his head in confusion: "Where to go?"

"Forget it, then I'll send you to hell."

He knew many versions and often passed by to watch the Zhu family hold funerals for others. He learned a lot from watching and hearing them. He knew some of the Buddhist and Taoist traditions.

"Can't go down?"

Asking gods for help, the magic power cannot be transferred to yourself.

Even though ghosts are sent to the underworld, lonely ghosts cannot go to the netherworld.

The only thing I can do is... wait until the end of July.

Still early.

……

"When the office building was first built, did an accident ever happen and did a worker die?"

Tan Wenjie didn't expect that Apan was so capable and actually dug out the secret of that year.

The meeting place was arranged at Tan Wenjie's residence. Even a strong person could not refuse to take a nap. An indulgent rest is a blessing.

"There is no evidence. I heard about it after chatting with Sister Mary. Then I checked and some elderly people nearby said it happened." Apan asked excitedly, "Will it be useful?"

"Well, what else?"

Tan Wenjie could not guarantee whether the information from Apan’s investigation was useful, and what he said was too general and had very low credibility.

He checked the entire office building and found absolutely no formation. There was just an unknown force that seemed to guide the ghosts to stay in the office building, find a substitute → leave → find a new substitute, an unreasonable cycle.

But occasionally one ghost kills many people.

"I heard that the person who died was a Thai worker. Does it matter?" Apan lowered his voice.

Although there were only two of them in Tan Wenjie's house, Apan still came to Tan Wenjie's side.

It is understandable that you would be moved by a handsome, strong man who can save the beauty and help you. You don't have to be sure whether love will come, because you won't suffer any loss anyway.

Tan Wenjie doesn't like her type.

"Thailand again?" Tan Wenjie nodded and shook his head. "It might be related, but as long as it's a spell that harms people, it's impossible not to see it."

Even if everything is just an accident and coincidence, someone has to make 9 deaths per year a rule that everyone accepts.

"I just happened to be planning to go to Thailand." Tan Wenjie said. "You? When are you going?"

"Now, my manager has urged me many times, saying that if I don't go to Thailand for a trip...uh, to work, the company will go bankrupt." This is the first time I've seen someone threaten an employee like this.

“Is there such a manager?”

Apan envied the real-name system.

Her boss only wanted to take advantage of her, and after that he made her work overtime. He simply treated her like a beast of burden during the day and at night, without raising her salary.

"In order for the company to continue to operate, I have to work hard on my own."

The longer he stayed in the local area, the less clue he had. His best option was to go to Thailand and contact the local masters.

Of course there is another reason. There are no local mages except Master Yu. They are all fake and useless.

Tan Wenjie took out the remote control and changed the channels on the TV several times. He got a new imagination ability from Leon, the Gate of Life and Death. He could adjust the frequency of the TV to shorten the journey and go through it directly like a random door.

Unfortunately, I couldn't find any channels going to Thailand.

The signal strength is not strong enough and the targeting does not seem to be strong either.

"If I put a ghost on this side and a ghost on the other side, won't the signals be matched?" An idea suddenly came to Tan Wenjie's mind.

Unlike the direct journey through random search channels, it is more like a fixed-point transmission, but it is better than using teleportation or taking a plane.

The pain of going to work was far less than the torture of commuting, and he didn't want to be on the road all the time.

However, ordinary ghosts are not of high enough quality. It would be best if one side has Chu Renmei, and the other side cannot be much weaker than Chu Renmei.

A Pan looked at Tan Wenjie who was about to get into the TV, and opened his mouth several times, not knowing what to say.

I don’t understand, but I don’t dare to ask.

"I'm leaving first." Tan Wenjie retracted his foot.

What should you bring when traveling?
Documents and money.

Bang, looking at the door closing.

Apan, who was sitting on the sofa: "..."

Will it eat people? It runs so fast!

……

Thailand, airport, as soon as Tan Wenjie came out, he saw a figure holding up a pick-up sign.

“Ajie!!”

"Pinky, please come pick me up."

When you go to a foreign country, you need a local to lead you. I once went to Curse Paradise with Tan Wenjie to spend a "happy" night, and Pinky, who seemed to have a brain, became the best target.

She is a local and can solve Tan Wenjie's language problem. The only Thai word he knows is "Sawadee Ka".

If he went to a tourist attraction, the Chinese area would be fine, but this operation destined Tan Wenjie to go to some remote places.

"Why can't I see Shan?" asked Tan Wenjie.

"Of course he stayed in Hong Kong to repair his car." Pinky rolled her eyes at him pretending to be unhappy, "The repair shop belongs to his relative. Why would he come? We are not very familiar with each other."

That's it?

Tan Wenjie thought Shan would lick his boots. He was so reluctant to give up his job that he dared to call himself a bootlicker!

"Let's not talk about him anymore." Pinky held Tan Wenjie's hand, "How long can you stay?"

"Not too long." He said uncertainly, "Probably about a month at most."

"There's a lot of time, and there are a lot of interesting places we can go together."

"I'm here to encounter ghosts." Tan Wenjie had to remind her.

He stopped pretending. The job had nothing to do with him. He believed that his manager did not think he could open up the toy market in Thailand, so he had never thought about expanding the market here.

"what?"

Pinky shuddered and then leaned against Tan Wenjie.

"You will protect me, right?"

Something's wrong with you!

One is Apan and the other is Pinky. They seem to be mentally ill. They keep going to places where there are ghosts even though they know there is danger. They are just like the characters in youth horror movies who are stubborn and die with their eyes closed.

My charm is great, but not so great that people would rush to me desperately.

Pinky has grown brains, but not much.

leave the airport.

"My home is not nearby." Pinky explained, "If you want to take a bus, you can rest at my house for a day before leaving."

The two got on a songthaew, a very common means of transportation that was modified from a pickup truck with a bench installed at the back.

Wave to stop.

With a local person by his side, Tan Wenjie saved a lot of trouble.

The road was a bit bumpy after leaving the airport, but Pinky was very excited and kept telling what happened after she came back.

Pinky is very beautiful, and listening to beautiful girls talk makes people feel good.

Being good at PUA and a bit of a tea lover isn't her shortcoming. She didn't want anything to happen between her and the other person. She had no desires or demands. She only gained emotional value from the other person, so it was a sure win.

A tour guide with good looks will improve your mood and prolong your life.

The car stopped again and five young men who looked like passengers ran onto the car.

They sat opposite Tan Wenjie and the other man, taking pictures with handheld DV cameras in their hands and filming outside.

I heard they were talking in Chinese.

While Tan Wenjie was looking at them, five young men and women were also secretly looking at Tan Wenjie and Pinky. The man was handsome and the woman was pretty, very eye-catching.

"Wow, look over there!" The boy with a small beard on his chin suddenly shouted and pointed outside.

"It looks like there was a car accident!"

The DV in his hand was pointing outside.

"Hey, stop taking pictures!" The girl sitting next to him raised her hand to stop him, "It's impolite! Stop taking pictures!"

"It looks like a girl, with her head covered with newspaper."

"The shoe fell off, there's no help."

They were still laughing.

Tan Wenjie suddenly said, "Don't take pictures of everything. If you see her, she might pester you."

"Huh?" The people on the opposite side were surprised to hear Tan Wenjie speaking Chinese.

But the man holding the camera didn't care: "You're not telling ghost stories to scare people, are you?"

"Believe it or not." Tan Wenjie shook his head, and then said: "I see that your foreheads are dark. You are most afraid of the dark, which will attract the ghost's eyes. The earliest is tonight."

"Are you a master?" the boy holding the DV retorted unhappily.

No one would be happy to be cursed.

"Dezai!" The girl sitting next to him immediately stopped him.

"He's cursing us!"

The car suddenly stopped, and several children got in and sat next to Tan Wenjie and the other two.

There was also a girl who had lost a shoe and got on the bus. She sat at the end of the bench, looking dazed and as if she knew nothing.

Tan Wenjie looked at her twice and did nothing.

It was the ghost of the girl whose face was covered by the newspaper just now. He didn't know much about the situation in Thailand, but it seemed that the other party was in a dazed state after just dying, wandering around the world unconsciously.

When someone wakes her up and tells her she is dead, she will leave the world without causing any harm to anyone.

The reason why the female ghost got on this car was probably related to the guy holding the DV. He took a picture of the other party's death, which was equivalent to provoking the other party.

"We're here!" Pinky said, and then moved over to ask the driver to stop.

In the car, Dezai looked at his sister.

He raised his hand and waved it in front of her: "Hey, everyone has left. He has a girlfriend."

"What?" Sister Dezai was annoyed, and then quickly explained, "I think what he said makes sense. If you took pictures of the corpse like that just now, you might get entangled by dirty things."

"Dirty things? I was scared." Dezai made a face, but his eyes were always focused on the girl opposite who had lost a shoe.

It is not clear whether you will be haunted by ghosts, but you will encounter romantic opportunities.

(End of this chapter)