Watch Out! Danger Ahead
/ Watch Out! Danger Ahead Chapter 1955
Chapter 1955: Taking action (2) Chapter 1955: Taking action (2) “I've accepted sister-in-law Wu's job to send you to Shen villa …”
In this short while, the old coachman's symptoms became more and more obvious. His reaction began to slow down, and the blue-black color on his face became more and more obvious.
Even though song qingxiao did not know much about the Daoist secret technique, she could tell that his life force was recovering.
The old man's eyes were swollen, and the eye bags under his eyelids looked like they had been filled with water.
Green capillaries floated up, as if they contained something. They bounced slightly, causing his eyelids to Twitch and jump, but he himself did not notice it.
Daoist priest song immediately took out a talisman from his waist pocket, chanted a spell, and stuffed it into the old man's mouth.
BOOM! BOOM!
The flame burned and the talisman turned into a golden light, temporarily suppressing the yin Qi, allowing the dying old man to keep his life.
“Oh … That's right,” Smoke was still coming out of his mouth, but he seemed to be unaware of Daoist priest song's actions. He nodded with difficulty.
“I accepted Auntie Wu's job and took her money to send you to Shen villa.”
“You took her money?”
When song daozhang heard this, he finally found the connection between the old man and Shen Zhuang.
“Yes,” With the spirit talisman to extend his life, his condition was a little better than before.
“Where's the money? Do you have it with you?” The old Daoist asked anxiously.
Perhaps knowing that it was related to his life, the old man didn't dare to hesitate and quickly touched his chest.
He was wearing an old shirt with buttons on the front. His hand reached in through the gap of the buttons and took out a bag of things wrapped in an old sweat towel.
“It's all here!”
The rumor that Shen villa was haunted had spread as far as the reputation of being rich. Wu ju had paid too little, and people were not willing to pay.
Therefore, she paid a high price to get the old man to drive the cattle out.
The amount of money was not small, so the old man naturally had to carry it with him.
“Other than spending a silver Yuan to pay for my grandson's education, they never broke up.”
As he said this, he handed over the towel that was wrapped tightly.
Before Daoist priest song took it, he could already feel the yin Qi coming from the sweat towel.
The towel was tied very tightly by him, and the corners were wrapped several times, as if afraid that the silver inside would leak out.
The old Daoist tore it open. There were several layers wrapped inside. Every time he tore open a layer, there seemed to be a faint trace of black gas dissipating.
As the black gas dissipated, the temperature in the carriage seemed to have dropped.
“Eh?” The old man's eyes were fixed on Daoist priest song's hand. He let out a surprised cry as he saw him remove the sweat towel layer by layer.
“What's wrong?”
Everyone's attention was immediately drawn to him. Song Changqing asked, and the old Daoist also raised his head.
“This, this is not the pouch that Mrs. Wu gave me.”
The eyes of the people in the carriage fell on the old Daoist's hand. In the middle of the sweat towel was a pink silk brocade bag with a small lotus flower that was about to bloom embroidered on it. It looked lifelike.
However, the old coachman's expression was as if he had seen a ghost. He was in disbelief.
“The purse that sister-in-law Wu an gave me was obviously … It was … Mhmm …”
He was originally excited, but as he spoke, something seemed to be wrong. He unconsciously made syllables, as if he was possessed.
Everyone realized that something was wrong and subconsciously looked up at him.
The old coachman's swollen eyelids were trembling violently, and his eyes were bloodshot, connecting to his eyeballs.
Leng wushang looked as if he was looking into two dark eyes, and the hair on the back of his neck stood up when he looked into his eyes in the carriage.
“Ah …” When the other man saw the strange state of the old coachman, he couldn't help but let out a shrill scream and staggered to Daoist priest song's side.
“Evil creature!”
When Daoist priest song saw this, he naturally knew that it was the work of a ghost. He immediately ignored the purse and bit his middle finger again, trying to reach for the old coachman's forehead.
“Ha!”
The old man's eyes were bloodshot and filled his entire eye sockets. At this moment, his eyelids twitched and he let out a sinister cry.
His lips turned black in an instant, and a long black tongue came out of his throat and wrapped around the old Daoist's wrist.
A gust of cold wind blew out of his mouth and turned into a dense black mist, filling the carriage.
Chapter end
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