Mr. Landlord [Comprehensive Yingmei]

傒 (xi four tones) Nang is a real child. If it has any bad intentions to harm others, then it probably has no brains. It often appears in places with many children because it wants more to play with. Companion, it doesn't realize how much its own lethality is, sometimes people are killed by it, and it is still there stupidly not knowing what happened.

It can be said that if it didn't take the initiative to hit it this time, Wu Cong would probably continue to put it on hold for subsequent disposal. After all, compared with such a brainless little mountain spirit, the real troublesome thing is the plague ghost who is said to be in Texas. , I don’t know which river they ran into, the squid and the like, but they are all things that are prone to mourning.

The pouch that Wu Cong went to catch at that time was also because it was too much. The child who had been sucked out of his yang energy did not realize that he was dead at all, and the lingering spirit would attract the adults in the family to send him to death. , If you don't deal with it, the whole village will be killed by it.

"That thing, here?" Blackwolf asked.

"It is indeed there." Wu Cong stepped on the ground, "It's just not easy to grab it out."

Xi Nang is very timid, so it’s no wonder that the last time I went to see it, the master was not in the ruins. The battles around the outside probably scared away his little mouse courage.

Mountain spirits are good at hiding in the soil, especially after being frightened, they can hide so deep that they can even hide thousands of meters below the ground, making it impossible to catch them easily.

What's more, many spells are not so easy to use after going abroad.

Wu Cong squinted at the surging media not far away, "Notify your people, isolate the surrounding area tomorrow night, and no one is allowed to approach." After a pause, he added, "If BAU If the other side does not agree to let go, I will allow their supervisor to come in."

"That's Mr. Hotch," he added.

As for tonight?It is estimated that Xi Nang has escaped several thousand meters underground, even if Wu Cong knows some techniques of escaping from the ground, it is not as agile as this kind of natural spiritual creature. Lost in.

Detective Blackwolf, who received Wu Cong's order, arranged for the detectives to clean up the scene and close the road for inspection overnight. The next morning, he went to the police station in person and took over the case from the police to the CIA. He had to do it again." How could it be you" and "how could it be you again", and it would be considered muddling through if the materials of an Egyptian terrorist that had been prepared long ago were presented.

By the way, why Egypt?

Probably because the image of the mummy is too deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Compared to his busy schedule, Wu Cong is quite leisurely. He drove to a farm in the suburbs to buy a rooster, and when he came back, he borrowed the hotel's kitchen to cook the stew, and added some longan, red dates, and astragalus, all asking for directions. The owner of the nearby Chinese restaurant bought it, but he didn't know that in the eyes of the American chefs watching secretly, his state was no different from that of a wizard brewing potion.

During the day, he would lazily lie in the hotel and pack salted fish. The life of the old rice dumpling is boring, and lying down is the right way, while Dansha occupies the table and the floor and plays games with Josh, the kid, pretending to be a house The pour of the wine is really a bit like a childhood sweetheart.

The chicken soup was stewed from morning to night until the meat was crispy and crispy, with a thick layer of oil floating on it. Dansha took two big chicken legs alone. Thinking about buying a small cake for supper when I come back.

Blackwolf and Hotch would pass by the police station, and Wu Cong asked him to stop by McDonald's or KFC on the way to buy some chicken wing burgers and the like, preferably with Coke cones and the like.

When he and Hotch arrived, Wu Cong was already in the house, seeing them raise their heads to say hello, indifferently ignoring how Hotch felt when he saw his seemingly harmless landlord appear at the scene of the crime.

"I didn't even know you were from the CIA." Hotch twitched the corner of his mouth and said dryly.

"You didn't ask me." Throwing the pot openly, Wu Cong said that he was not guilty at all, "And I am not an official employee."

Do I have to repeat it again, the CIA of the United States will not ask for an old rice dumpling with Chinese nationality.

"What about the things I asked you to buy?" Wu Cong asked.

Blackwolf handed over a large bag of fried chicken burgers that he bought halfway. Although it was not very healthy, it still smelled delicious. There was also a large glass of Coke and a somewhat melted cone. Dansha and Josh were holding the cones After licking it, Wu Cong half squatted on his hands and spread the contents of the bag on the ground.

"What are you doing?" Hotch frowned as he watched a cone floating in the air, and flashed through his mind the magic show he had seen a few days ago.

Blackwolf was a little better than him, he could barely see a white shadow floating beside Dansha, but he could still see a shadow.

"I forgot you couldn't see." Wu Cong looked around, then suddenly stood up and walked in front of Hotch, "Close your eyes." He covered Hotch's eyes with his hand, recited a few spells in a low voice, and let out a soft sigh Afterwards, Hotch felt that his eyes were cold, and he wanted to open them but was held down by Wu Cong.

"Mr. Hotch." Wu Cong whispered in his ear, "No matter what you see next, I hope you can keep it a secret, okay?"

Hotch frowned even tighter, if he hadn't checked with his superiors, he would have felt that he had encountered a charlatan, "I'll try my best."

"Then, please." Wu Cong took his hand away, Hotch opened his eyes, and found that everything in front of him seemed to be covered with a dark filter, and beside Dansha was a boy who was licking a cone with his head down.

"!!!" He took a few steps back subconsciously, and realized when his back was against the wall, "JoshGrant?" He asked in a harsh voice, the little boy was clearly one of the children who had died in the fire.

"And this." Wu Cong pulled back the wraith ball he received yesterday, and the little girl Judy was still a little dizzy and unconscious, floating listlessly in mid-air.

"Judy...JudySmoler." The daughter of Carl Smoler, who was killed yesterday, died in the fire half a year ago. Hotch suddenly understood what happened to the so-called seeing the dead child, "Ghost?" He was as firm as a rock The three views of materialism began to falter. Compared with the landlord who was talking about some strange beliefs, he put his eyes on Blackwolf for proof.

Blackwolf spread his hands, "Since you all believe in the existence of God, isn't it normal to have ghosts?"

Seeing Hotch's expression now, he knew why the high priest of the clan smiled so happily when he explained the truth to him at that time. This kind of confused look of reorganizing the three views is really quite funny.

Wu Cong didn't care about the two of them, and took out the thermos box by himself, which was filled with the blood of two roosters bought during the day and mixed with it. He dipped a talisman pen into the chicken blood and drew a picture in the middle of the fried chicken burger. He cast a spell, and then asked Dansha, Josh, and Judy to stand on top of the spell, and drew a circle around them with chicken blood. The circle was not connected from end to end, and there was a thin seam in the middle.

"Eat it if you want." He waved his hand and told the three children who were drooling at the fried chicken to eat whatever they wanted, took out the speaker that they had prepared and started playing music, and turned on all the colored lights hanging on the ruined walls , flashing like some weird celebration.

Strictly speaking, this scene is really weird. Three children are sitting in a circle full of blood and eating fried chicken burgers. Two of them are still floating. The flashing lights reflect their faces in colorful colors. The stereo played cheerful music, like the kind often played in amusement parks, accompanied by the sound of applause and laughter.

After finishing the arrangement, Wu Cong pulled Hotch and Blackwolf to stand by the wall, and did not forget to put a talisman to cover up the breath for each of the two powerful men. Hotch opened his mouth as if to ask something, and Wu Cong made a He closed his mouth with a gesture of silence.

Time passed by, and there seemed to be no movement in the room. The three children laughed and played together while eating, without being disturbed by the atmosphere at all. The only change seemed to be that there was less and less food on the ground. Dansha's belly became more and more bulging.

Hotch looked at Wu Cong questioningly, Wu Cong smiled and pointed to the circle for him to look carefully.

At some point, the three children in the circle turned into four.

The fourth child looks to be about the same age as Dansha, with two dimples on his fat and smiling face, and he is reaching out to Dansha to pull her. The half-eaten chicken leg was stuffed into the child's hand.

The child didn't care, took the chicken leg and sniffed it, and happily stuffed it into his mouth, regardless of whether it had been eaten or not.

After gnawing on the chicken leg, he stretched out his hand to Dansha to pull her. Dansha giggled and held his hand. When he stood up, he turned into a giant red python with the mouth of a bowl. The tip of its tail was wrapped around the child. Hands, shaking from side to side as if coquettish.

The child's already pale face suddenly became even paler. He screamed and shook his hands to get rid of the terrible tail. His upper body suddenly turned over and his whole upper body showed a terrifying appearance of blue-faced fangs. He stood up tremblingly and wanted to run away.

He first jumped on the ground several times, as if he wanted to escape into the land, but the land was sealed by Wu Cong's spell, so he could only go out and not enter, so he could only run out.

But as soon as he ran to the position of chicken blood, he would be bounced back, and he was almost entangled by the snake's tail several times. The only exit was only a narrow slit, and he couldn't escape at all given his size.

Seeing the giant python getting closer and closer, the grimace on his body unexpectedly opened his mouth to spit out a lot of translucent smoke. The child shrunk down to the size of a finger like a deflated balloon. Drilled out.

"It's finally come out." Wu Cong murmured, tiptoeing out and slamming his hand, he pinched the little thing in the palm of his hand.

"It's okay, come out." He shook the struggling pouch to be honest, took a plastic Coke bottle and stuffed it in, this non-gold, non-earth, non-wood material pouch can't escape , I could only sit pitifully at the bottom of the bottle and dip my hands into the little Coke left, and weep while licking my fingers that tasted like Coke.

"This is..." Hotch gasped as he looked at the smoke spit out by the sac in the chicken blood circle - the smoke gradually solidified into the appearance of people, most of them were children, with ignorant eyes Mou hadn't figured out what happened yet, and some cried softly for their mothers.

Add Josh and Judy, exactly fourteen, the number of children who perished in the flames.

There are only four adults, holding the child in their arms with a blank expression.

"Xi Nang likes children to play with it the most, whether it is alive or dead." Wu Cong said, for Xi Nang who has lived here for more than a year, these children are his playmates, even After it died, it also wanted them to stay and play with it forever, and the children saw their parents' sorrow and pain, and instinctively went to find their parents and wanted to bring them here.

No sorrow, no pain, they can live happily ever after.

No bad heart, but did very bad things.

Wu Cong lowered his eyes and hummed a strange song, purifying the more or less grievances of these souls and sending them into reincarnation. Josh held Dansha's tail, tiptoed and kissed her huge head.

"Thank you, sir." He said, "Please tell Mom and Dad that I'm fine, so they don't have to worry." His figure faded in the moonlight, until finally it turned into a silver spot and flew into the sky with the breeze .

Dansha bit the tip of his tail and tears fell out, and the pouch in the bottle was crying too, no matter how coaxed Wu Cong was crying, Wu Cong's headache was splitting, and finally he simply gave the bottle to Dansha to let them deal with it by themselves. To cry, he still has to clean up the mess on the ground.

"Do you want to eat?" He opened an unopened hamburger and took a bite. He held another hamburger and asked, "It's still hot."