Memoirs of Paranormal Events

Chapter 35 Lost soul 12
Chapter 12 Lost soul 12
I asked my mother, "Mother, whose house is this?"

When my mother heard this, she looked sad, and sighed: "Hey, it is Mr. Gao who treated your nephew a few nights ago. I heard that when she summoned Hu Xue's soul last night, she didn't call back, so she went to the cross by herself. I looked for that headless ghost in the street, and when he was found, he was already out of breath, and I heard that his death was quite tragic!"

At this time, my mother's complexion was very bad, she was a little pale, and there was a slight fear in her eyes.

After listening to my mother, my face changed immediately.

dead!
Even the capable old lady Gao died!

At the same time, I secretly rejoiced that I was really lucky yesterday!
After that, everyone at the dinner table stopped talking, only the "clinking" sound of the bowls and chopsticks touching each other, which was a little ear-piercing.

I have something on my mind, other people may be afraid in my heart, the unknown is always the scariest thing!

Breakfast ended in a dull atmosphere. After eating, Er Fatty and I packed up our things and left.

We had just left the village by bike, I turned my head and told Er Fatty what I had in mind.

"Er fat, you must help me today!"

When Er Fatty heard this, cold sweat broke out on his forehead immediately, and he said eagerly, "Well, why don't you go? Even Mrs. Gao is dead! Let's...don't go!"

I pursed my lips and said, "Hehe, as long as you do me this favor, I don't need you to go tonight."

"Really? Then tell me, what's your favor? I'll definitely help you!"

Once he heard that he didn't need to look for the headless ghost, Er Fatty stopped sweating, his legs became stronger, and he dared to speak harder!
I slowly drove close to Erpang, and whispered: "That's it, the book that the lunatic gave me has a way to subdue the headless ghost, and it needs something, Jiuzi Pure Yang Blood, didn't you just a few days ago?" Did you quarrel with the Huangmao gang? Today is school, let’s find a few people to beat them up, remember to beat them on the forehead and see blood! Then I’ll go collect it! Can you do it?”

Er Fatty's eyes widened, and he said excitedly: "Okay, that's great, I'm afraid of ghosts, but I'm not afraid of that boy with yellow hair! Don't worry, I will give them one by one after school today! One counts as one!"

"Then it's up to you today, don't do hacking!"

I worriedly asked Er Fatty.

Er Fatty said indifferently: "Oh, don't worry, I'll go to school later, I'll find more people, and you can watch after school! I've never been counseled about war!"

"Okay, then I'll leave it to you!"

"Second brother is doing business, don't worry!"

"Pull it down, who left me behind last night?"

"Then...that's because you ran too slowly! Come on, don't blot your ink, and ride quickly!"

Er Fatty's expression turned embarrassing, and he ran away.

Chased and fled all the way, and soon arrived at the school.

On the day of school, Er Fatty was like a monkey, jumping up and down, provoking Huang Mao for a while, and going to fight with his brother for a while.

Huang Mao is a little gangster in our school. He likes to bully his classmates because he is ignorant. I heard that this kid also robs other classmates of money. We have never dealt with Er Fatty. Resentment complained.

While waiting, time always passed slowly, and while suffering, school was finally over.

After school, Er Fatty, we were the first to rush out of school, and with a dozen or so classmates who didn't like reading and were aggressive, blocked Huang Mao's way home from school.

Er Fatty led people to stand by the side of the road, looking in the direction of the school from time to time, the faces of the brothers were somewhat expectant and excited.

And I stood behind them, holding the white cloth I prepared in the morning, always ready to go forward to collect the blood!

After about 10 minutes, classmates passed by from time to time, but the yellow-haired boy just didn't show up!

Does he know that we are going to block him today?Are you afraid to come?

After about 5 minutes, the yellow hair finally appeared.

I saw a group of seven or eight people in Huangmao, riding towards me together, Huangmao led the way, and the shit-yellow hair in the sun is really disgusting!
"Here we go, brothers, don't let him run away!"

Seeing the yellow hair appear, Er Fatty yelled, and rushed out with the others. Everyone held an artifact in their hands... a brick!
Bricks, the necessary artifacts for us to fight at that time, are strong, powerful, easy to find, and are everywhere!
"Bad boy, what do you want to do, Er Fatty?"

Huang Mao saw Er Pang and a dozen of them rushing out suddenly, and was not afraid. He parked his bicycle on the side of the road, walked unsteadily in front of Er Pang, pointed at Er Pang, and said with a crooked neck and squinting eyes.

Seeing Huang Mao's deadly appearance, I felt a shock in my heart, and shouted directly to Er Fatty: "Don't talk nonsense, fuck him! Slap him on the forehead to death!"

When I roared, Er Fatty and the others didn't hesitate, turned around and rushed towards me.

The most ruthless of these people is Erpang. This guy has a brick in his hand, and when he catches Huang Mao, he shaves it. After a few strokes, Huangmao's face is covered with blood, and Erpang kicks him to the ground. Struggling to get up, Er Fatty just sat up on his buttocks, holding a brick in his hand like a hot wheel, and slapped Huang Mao's head!

This battle lasted not long before it ended. Our side won the victory with an overwhelming advantage. Except for two unlucky guys who suffered minor injuries, the others won with full blood.

But Huangmao's group was miserable. Nine of them were lying on the ground in disorder, wailing again and again.

Smiling, I passed Erpang and the others, walked towards Huangmao, shook the white cloth in my hand, and wiped the heads of the nine people on the ground one by one.

"Hey, look at how you beat the yellow hair, your brains are open! Come and let me wipe it for you!"

"Isn't this Liu Meng? Why are you being scooped up? Come on, come on, Brother Chongyang will clean it for you!"

"Xiao Liu! Tsk tsk, you are so ugly with your head on your head. These few bricks make it even uglier!"

……

Afterwards, Er Fatty and the others were all demerited by the school, and Huang Mao and the others were also miserable. Of the nine of them, three were taken to the hospital. The most injured was Huang Mao, who suffered a slight concussion. There were three incisions, and the longest one required four stitches. I don’t know how Er Fatty did it. He can even make sutures with a brick. It’s amazing!
Fortunately, people at that time were fairly simple, and there was nothing to blackmail people. We just paid some medical expenses and it was over. After that time, we never saw Huangmao again. I heard that He was taken to the provincial capital by his father.

With a good mood and the white cloth in our arms that was dyed blood red by Jiuzi Chunyang's blood, we walked home happily, and at the same time, I was planning my actions tonight.

Back at the entrance of our village, Er Fatty said to me worriedly: "Chongyang, you really don't need me tonight? Can you do it yourself?"

I rolled his eyes at him, curled my lips and said, "I said it as if you could be useful if you came, so hurry up and go home!"

Er Pang smiled awkwardly, scratched his head, and said, "Alright then, be careful yourself, I'm leaving first!"

Saying that, Er Fatty rode away on his bicycle, looking back at me from time to time, as if parting from life and death!
After I got home and finished eating, I took out the things I had hidden in the morning.

(End of this chapter)