Immortal Venerable Cubs Manual II [Quick Transmigration]

Hearing the sound of the wheelchair rolling on the floor, Si Xingjian raised her head, and saw the female ghost pushing a wheelchair, and a 25-year-old girl was sitting in the wheelchair.

Of course, in the eyes of outsiders, this is an automatic wheelchair, and ordinary people can't tell that the girl in the wheelchair is 25 years old.

She is only about 1.5 meters tall, thin and small, with big eyes and black colored contact lenses.

"Hi, my name is Su Tao, and I'm the owner of that haunted house." Her voice was also soft, "Her name is A Li."

Knowing that Si Xingjian could see ghosts, Su Tao also introduced Ali's name.

Si Xingjian introduced his name, and asked straight to the point: "Are you raising them?"

Su Tao nodded slowly, "Yes. But none of them have harmed anyone, and the short time of contact will not affect the guests."

These ghost employees are different from those wild ghosts. They don't have too much yin energy, they are not afraid of the yang energy in people, and they have the same intelligence as five or six-year-old children.

Si Xingjian didn't respond, but raised her eyelids and looked at Ali lightly.

Ali also defended herself: "I just saw that this snake is very spiritual... I knew it had an owner, so I didn't plan to do anything."

"Is it because I don't have any ideas, or because I don't dare?" Si Xingjian didn't show any magnanimity at all.

Ali didn't reply.

Restricted by the ghost contract, and worried that harming someone will attract these ghost-hating people, they will not attack people.But for other creatures or ghosts, they naturally believe in the principle of survival of the strongest.

Ali thought silently: If this person is just an ordinary person who doesn't know the mystery of the little snake, she must try to trick the little snake over.pity……

Hearing what Si Xingjian said, Su Tao knew that he was unwilling to expose this matter easily.

She clasped her fingers and said cautiously: "They are all my little friends, can you stop catching them? I will take care of them in the future. This time it's Ali's fault, I can compensate..."

Si Xingjian suddenly felt that she was bullying a child.

He knew that Zai Zai was like Tang Monk meat in the eyes of these little ghosts, and they could easily covet him.

But if they don't act, he won't do anything for now.

Just as the law judges human behavior, it cannot be convicted just by thinking.

He's not an envoy of justice. As long as the other party didn't offend him, he had absolutely no intention of killing that ghost, Ah Li.

Si Xingjian tapped the doll in her arms with her fingertips, paused for a few seconds, and said, "No compensation, I just need your help."

He asked for help, but he didn't lower his posture at all.

"How much do you know about Wuliang Private Hospital in the neighboring county?"

Su Tao's eyes showed surprise and a little fear that couldn't be concealed by the colored contact lenses, but Ah Li couldn't make an obvious expression, but secretly exchanged something with Su Tao.

"I..." As soon as Su Tao opened his mouth, Ah Li pulled him a bit.

Su Tao's voice was quiet, but her tone was firm, "It's okay, he is a good man, and I have nothing to be afraid of."

When Su Tao was born, her irises were very light in color, unlike other children whose eyeballs were swarthy.As she grew up, her irises seemed to fade, becoming closer in color to the whites of her eyes.

Only the pupils of her eyeballs were black, which looked abrupt and strange.

Twenty years ago, people in small, backward counties regarded this as a supernatural and ominous phenomenon.

Su Tao is indeed not an ordinary child. When she was six years old, she found that she could see unclean things, but she had no one to communicate with.

Later, she was abandoned by her family, and after forming a ghost contract with Ali, she relied on Xianren dance to earn a little money to support herself.

She took off her colored contact lenses and said, "Your soul is pure white."

"Ah Cheng... is another employee of the haunted house. She pretends to be an NPC whose heart has been cut open. Also, I was also kidnapped..."

Next, Si Xingjian heard Su Tao talk about many things intermittently and without any logic.

The one named Ah Cheng was sold by her parents because she had a successful match with a rich man, and the operation was performed in that hospital.

Because of too much resentment, Ah Cheng turned into a grieving ghost after death, and was later taken in by Su Tao. Even the name Ah Cheng was given by Su Tao.

Ah Cheng also gradually forgot about the past, but Su Tao, as a human being, still remembers it.

Su Tao was abducted, and her leg was broken when she ran away.

The reason why she put these two things together is because she feels that there is a connection between the two.

She also said a lot of details, confirming the clues and conjectures that Si Xingjian had found before.

When Si Xingjian heard Su Tao talk about those dirty and cruel transactions, his face was always calm.

Su Tao really couldn't see through him, and asked hesitantly, "Will you let them be punished?"

Si Xingjian did not answer.

Since he has intervened in this matter, he will not give up halfway, let alone tolerate him taking action but returning in vain, but he has no need to promise anything to unrelated people.

Si Xingjian and Su Tao thanked each other, and took Zai Zai back to the hotel.

The show was over, so they naturally didn't have to go back to that yard.

Some artists with many announcements had already left overnight, but Quan Xiyu couldn't walk at night, so he could only leave tomorrow.

Seeing Lan Lan who was lazily lying on her stomach standing up, Quan Xiyu knew that Si Xingjian had returned, so he hurriedly opened the door, and as expected, saw Si Xingjian opening the door of his room.

Quan Xiyu followed, and asked excitedly: "How is it? Did you give the ghost nest to the same pot?"

"Why should I bring their nest?" Si Xingjian took Zai Zai out of the nest made by the tortoise doll and placed it on a small blanket.

Quan Xiyu asked a series of questions again: "Then what did you do? Just let these ghost NPCs scare people? What if they take the opportunity to harm people?"

Si Xingjian said with disgust, "Why are you so secretive?"

"I think the Apiao in the haunted house is unusual. They can touch people, and they are not like the Apiao in the wild. I can feel it from a long distance. Do they have a big conspiracy? Everyone who plays becomes A Piao, turning this city into a ghost town?"

Si Xingjian caught Lan Lan who rushed into his arms, smiled and said, "It's a pity that you don't become a screenwriter."

He wanted to send Quan Xiyu away so that he could wash up and rest, so he explained: "The ghosts in the haunted house are different from the wild ghosts, they are raised by the shop owner, and they pretend to be NPCs."

Quan Xiyu couldn't help sighing: "Raise ghosts to make money? The owner of the haunted house is really talented!"

Si Xingjian corrected: "It's not raising ghosts to make money, on the contrary, she makes money to raise ghosts."

Even if ghosts "live", they still need energy.

After hearing this, Quan Xiyu became even more curious, as if planning to ask the bottom line.

Si Xingjian didn't have the pleasure of telling a story, so she changed the subject: "I won't leave with you tomorrow."

"Is there anything else you need? What about... Lan Lan?"

Si Xingjian lowered his head to give Lan Lan a smooth hair, and asked, "What do you think?"

Lan Lan let out a "meow" and shook her head.

Quan Xiyu: Feeding for such a long time is in vain after all!

"Why don't I go with you? Otherwise, you don't have a driver's license, so how can you go back with cats and snakes?"

He said it soundingly, but in fact he was a little cowardly alone.

Si Xingjian: "My side may be more dangerous."

He revealed part of what he found.

"You came here for those things?" Quan Xiyu was shocked.

What shocked him was not that Si Xingjian could find out those things, but that he was able to remain calm after knowing about it and recorded the program as usual.

If ordinary people come into contact with such a dark matter, most of them will have emotions such as sympathy, embarrassment, and indignation.

Quan Xiyu felt that if he had learned about this before, he would definitely not be able to do those variety show effects in the show.

From this point of view, Si Xingjian is a bit too calm and lacks empathy, but Quan Xiyu disagrees with saying that he is cold-blooded.

What cold-blooded person would single-handedly investigate such a dangerous and unprofitable matter?

Perhaps most people just express sympathy in their hearts, and they don't even call the police.

Because this is not an ordinary human trafficker, but a criminal group, and there may be a powerful umbrella behind it, and the person who calls the police may face danger.

Quan Xiyu thinks that she can't do anything brave enough to disregard her own safety.

He couldn't understand what kind of person Si Xingjian was. He always felt that he was contradictory, seemingly cruel, and sometimes very kind...

"Then I won't hold you back." Quan Xiyu once again admitted his cowardice, "If you encounter anything, just contact me, I will definitely not refuse to save you."

Si Xingjian nodded indifferently.

In fact, he is not willing to follow Quan Xiyu, not only because the person is useless, but more importantly, this person is not very lucky, if he follows him, it will bring him bad luck.

He'd better take his little lucky star with him.

Now that the weather is cold, most people have put on thick clothes.

Si Xingjian felt the convenience of taking the snake cub out. Although the cub could not be carried in a pocket like some small snakes, it was easier to carry than a half-year-old human cub.

If it was a human-shaped cub, he definitely couldn't just tuck the cub into his clothes and rely on loose clothes to cover the cub tightly.

Si Xingjian had already washed off the disposable hair dye, and his hair was back to black.

He wore a low-key black windbreaker, hid Zai Zai in the clothes, and went out with Lan Lan, drawing board paint and so on.

It's just that with his height and bearing, it's impossible not to attract attention.

Si Xingjian didn't think about avoiding people completely, otherwise he wouldn't be participating in the show.

He just needs a reasonable reason so that his appearance doesn't look abrupt.

It's better in the county town. There are people who come on business or tourism, and it's not uncommon for strangers to appear here.But in more remote villages, people from all over the world know each other.

Even those hair or food dealers who run from village to village may be familiar with the villagers.

Moreover, as far as Si Xingjian's image is concerned, even if he pretends to be a small businessman from other places, he doesn't look like it.He also doesn't speak the local dialect, but can barely understand it.

Si Xingjian hailed a taxi and gave the address where he was going.

Master Wang, who was driving, saw that he was a foreigner, and tried his best to say in Mandarin: "It's too far away, it's almost to another county, you should take the bus."

The location Si Xingjian mentioned is the mountainous area on the edge of the county, and the border of the neighboring county is just over the mountain.

"I can add more money." He said and took out two paper tickets, "Tips, the fare will be paid."

For the sake of money, Master Wang agreed and went to refuel.

Along the way, Master Wang chatted with Si Xingjian casually, asking him why he came to such a small place and what he was doing in the corner of the mountain.

Si Xingjian is not a person who likes to chat, but he still answered, saying that he came to record a show before, but now he is going to draw.

Although Master Wang hadn't watched the live broadcast, he knew about it, and Si Xingjian's face and his attitude of not taking money seriously were very convincing.

Si Xingjian acted like an artist who didn't care about mundane things, and was not afraid to make a fuss just to paint a picture.

"Young people are really upbeat." Master Wang boasted cheerfully, but he was thinking in his heart: It's really rich and idle, if only the passengers were such idiots.

"The place is remote, so it's not easy to call a car."

Looking at the rapidly receding scenery outside the window, Si Xingjian said casually: "If all goes well, I can finish the painting today. If you want, you can wait until tomorrow."

Master Wang said happily: "Then I'll wait for you for a day, in case you don't have a car to go back."

The car drove further and further, and the scenery on the roadside was not so much bleak in autumn, it would be more appropriate to describe it as desolate.I'm afraid that even in the spring when everything recovers, there won't be much excitement here.

Seeing the fiery red on the mountain, Master Wang suddenly asked, "Where are you going, Guiguao?"

What Si Xingjian said before was the name on the map, and Master Wang often ran around the city, so he was not familiar with the surrounding area of ​​the county, so he didn't react well.

"Guiguwa?" Si Xingjian asked back.

"Hey, you are from another place, so you may not have heard of it. This area is not clean. Anyone who has entered the mountain has suffered from a serious illness. Some people have heard ghosts. Listen to uncle's advice, you should not go there There are so many beautiful places, where can’t I draw?”

Si Xingjian said in his heart: If this place is clean, he won't come here.

But he didn't listen to persuasion, "I'm here to paint maple leaves, just send me to the foot of the mountain."

Master Wang couldn't hold him back, so he had to send him to him, and told him that he wouldn't be waiting for him, and he didn't even earn money for returning to the city the next day.

Before leaving, Master Wang bought some food from a family at the foot of the mountain. Relying on Si Xingjian's incomprehension, in front of him, he complained to the head of the household in dialect that other people had too much money.

Si Xingjian: "..."

If I had known earlier, he would not have tipped.

The head of the household is a skinny old man in his 50s. After listening to Master Wang's words, he looked at Si Xingjian with a pair of cloudy eyes, and then said: "Young man, you will suffer a loss if you don't listen to the old man. You are still alone." Don't go into this mountain."

Si Xingjian was putting Zai Zai on his lap to bask in the sun under the cover of the drawing board.Without raising his head, he said stubbornly: "Those are old superstitions. I just went to the mountains to draw pictures. Tell me how to get there."

He took out 100 yuan, "Remuneration."

The skinny old man smiled and said, "Anyway, I'm free, how about I guide you? In case you encounter any danger in the mountains alone."

Si Xingjian said mercilessly like a stunned young man, "I'm a man, what danger can I encounter? Could it be that I was kidnapped and sold?"

The skinny old man froze for a moment, then he chuckled and said, "How can it be? The people here are very simple."

Si Xingjian smiled meaningfully, but did not answer.

In the end, the skinny old man went into the mountain with Si Xingjian.

The old man took a sickle and a stick, and explained in a disguised way: "Not many people enter this mountain, and there are many grasses on the road, and there may be snakes."

Si Xingjian touched Snake Cub's head and nodded noncommittally.

This mountain is only more than 500 meters above sea level, and it is not a scenic spot. The mountain road is not repaired by anyone, so it is not easy to walk.

Si Xingjian carried the drawing board and walked steadily.

The old man leaned on the stick as a crutch, and cut the weeds with a sickle in the other hand. He walked ahead, and from time to time, he used clichés to Si Xingjian.

But Si Xingjian didn't seem to notice anything, and poured out his own details: no father, no mother, no friends, often running around, going to remote places to paint regardless of danger...

Every time he said a word, the old man's cloudy eyes seemed to brighten a little.

Halfway through, the old man excused himself to take a rest because he was tired, and Si Xingjian agreed very cooperatively. He even arranged the drawing board and stood aside to concentrate on drawing.

Sure enough, the old man picked up the stick and threw it on his head.

Si Xingjian dodged lightly and kicked back.He looked at the old man who was knocked on the stone with half of his face covered in blood, and nodded to himself affirmatively—this way he was acting in self-defense.

He was indeed a law-abiding citizen.