MTL - Urban Tales of Demons and Spirits-Chapter 215 Really fierce

"Well, don't make fun of me at this time, okay?" I said angrily, "What are you going to do next?"

"Of course, the snake is out of the hole. Yaoyi Chinese Network W = W≈W≤.≥8≥1ＺW.COM" Zhu Xuan smiled, "Now our advantage is obvious, thanks to the mysterious behind-the-scenes man who let us in We have been in circles all day, so we know far more than the culprits. "

I nodded and the plan was born between me and Zhuxuan.

"Mr. Yang." I called the old man behind me and handed him the prescription. "This is the prescription that Zhu Xuan gave to his wife after diagnosis. Go to the pharmacy and get the medicine back. It should be effective."

"That's it." The old man took the prescription and put it in his arms carefully. "I'll go right away."

After the old gentleman left, Zhu Xuan came out of the room.

"Did he give it?"

I nodded. "No problem."

"Okay," Zhu Xuan said with satisfaction, "let's get started."

Soon after, Mr. Yang took the medicine back. Like the first two times, I asked Mr. Yang to decoction.

"... Zhuxuan and I can help make dinner."

"So, how can that ..." Mr. Yang shoved. I didn't listen to what he was going to say, and pushed him directly out of the door.

"You're welcome, you are responsible for frying your medicine!"

"But, but--"

"In any case, just shout at the kitchen, Zhuxuan and I will come out!"

Mr. Yang sighed, shook his head, and walked into the room.

The old woman was lying in a dark room, and it was very hot because the air was not flowing. On all sides of the room were the so-called rune papers that looked like ghosts. Mr. Yang walked in and looked at the rune paper with a grunt.

"What rune paper is nothing more than a child's random graffiti. It is ridiculous to say that he is a master."

Mr. Yang held the medicine bowl and walked slowly into the room, not forgetting to close the door.

The old woman was lying on the bed in the room, her body covered with a quilt, her breathing was difficult, and her face was covered with sweat.

Mr. Yang approached the bed slowly and sat slowly beside him. He lowered the medicine bowl first, leaned down, and began to sniff around the old woman's face in an almost greedy gesture, and a weird whining sound mixed in his throat.

"What a bad luck."

"Unlucky."

"Poor woman, poor family."

"What a pity, we are staring at--"

"It's her pleasure!"

Mr. Yang twisted his neck in dissatisfaction and yelled in a low voice: "Noisy, you can't work quietly, noisy!"

All the voices disappeared at once, leaving only Mr. Yang alone.

I saw a fuchsia tongue spit out of Mr. Yang's mouth, and that terrible tongue extended into the soup bowl containing medicine. Suddenly, a strong odor permeated the room, the most dense of course was the bowl of soup medicine.

"Okay, old lady, drink this bowl of medicine, and you will get better soon." Mr. Yang burst into intermittent laughter and brought the bowl to the old woman's lips. "Fool you . "

However, at this moment, speaking slowly and slowly, the old woman suddenly opened her eyes suddenly, one hand stretched out from under the quilt, and grasped Mr. Yang's wrist holding the medicine bowl.

With a "snap", in shock, Mr. Yang dropped the soup bowl on the ground. The medicinal soup spilled on the ground, and a "hissing" sound suddenly sounded on the ground, and a fumes of corrosion erupted.

"So it is. Did you kill the family like this?" Said the old woman, but it was a young voice.

That's when I rushed in from behind the door I had been hiding.

"It really is you!"

The "old woman" on the bed sneered, a white light flashed, and the old woman became Zhuxuan.

Mr. Yang was clearly panicked, shook Zhu Xuan's hand, and took a few steps back.

"You, what are you talking about, I don't understand at all. Isn't this what you asked me to send her? I just did it ..."

"Really? Still pretending to be stupid." Zhu Xuan lifted the quilt and stood up, snorting, "Would you like me to remind you again, or do you forget who you are?"

Mr. Yang was still scratching his head and trying to pretend to be stupid. "I don't understand what you say."

"Really?" Zhu Xuan stooped down, picked up the medicine bowl that fell on the ground, and pointed the bottom of the bowl toward Mr. Yang. "The medicine soup in this bowl is afraid that it will be added by you. Kill the old woman. I almost forgot that this is a trick of yours. You're a pity that Mr. Yang's wife has now been moved to another room and will not be harmed by you. And you, it's not Mr. Yang at all, I'm afraid the real Mr. Yang has been killed by you, right? "

Last night, I found the medicine bowl thrown aside in the yard, and the liquid flowing out of it gave me the familiar rancid smell. Zhu Xuan only prescribed the prescription, and the decoction and feeding people were Mr. Yang. During this period, neither Zhu Xuan nor I intervened.

Well, of course, I quickly pointed the doubt at Mr. Yang. It just surprised me that Zhu Xuan was able to say the identity of the other party so clearly.

"Even if the dose is too large, it will take too long to exert its effect. At first it just made people dizzy and unconscious. So there was an illusion that the condition of the old woman was stable after feeding. "Zhu Xuan put the bowl aside and stared at Mr. Yang." As a demon, I would learn to poison people like human beings, which puzzled me for a long time. But after I think about it, I understand You pretend to be human, even if you imitate human poisoning, you must conceal your identity. The purpose is to murder the two guests, Gu Yu and me, silently! You see that we are guests, and our identity is again A priest, I do n’t know the depth of our ability, so I use this method to test it. ”

Zhu Xuan said sharply, "I ask you, where is the real Mr. Yang?"

Mr. Yang—No, Wuqigui smiled. The smile was nothing like the expression that humans could do, the corners of his mouth were raised high, his lips rolled back, and his tongue was exposed. Several different voices sounded at the same time.

"Exposed."

"Exposed."

"So clever Taoist."

"He is asking us."

"Where is that old man?"

"He's here!"

Talking, Mr. Yang's appearance began to change. I was amazed to see that the entire skin of Mr. Yang's appearance had come off. Starting from his mouth, the skin was completely torn. And out of the skin was a weird creature I had never seen before.

No, it's one ... more like five different creatures.