Chapter 202: Possessed by a Tiptoe Ghost

Swish!
Wu Xian shivered, then immediately crawled on the ground, looking around vigilantly.

Shi Ji fell to the ground almost at the same time as him, and Sun Qian followed suit.

Li Qi supported Zhao Ying's body.

His expression was numb and dull, without any brilliance in sight.

Zhao Ying’s death was so sudden that Li Qi still hasn’t understood what happened. They were clearly holding hands just now, so how could they suddenly be separated forever?

Is this too fast?
This adventurer couple has a good relationship.

They have the same hobbies, common careers, and complementary personalities. Although they are not as madly in love as in TV dramas, they have long regarded each other as a part of themselves.

Bang!
Accompanied by a thunderous sound, another bullet came and hit a grave mound, splashing some dirt.

Zhu Shuhui only then realized that he had been shot.

He quickly pushed Li Qi down and made him lie on the ground in order to avoid the bullets that might appear at any time.

Wu Xian pounded the ground and cursed under his breath.

"Damn it, I knew it would be like this. I was on guard when I saw Sha Huaqiang with a gun in the carriage. I was worried for a long time, and finally I was shot in the back."

Shi Ji wiped the sweat off his face, his calves felt weak: "Submachine guns are much scarier than ghosts."

Sun Qian was a little confused. These two remained calm when facing evil spirits, so why did they react so strongly to the gun?

If Shi Ji knew about his doubts, he would definitely educate him well.

Facing a sneak, Shi Ji could at least disgust the opponent, but facing a submachine gun...

How far can manure be thrown, and how far can a bullet be fired?

While talking.

Wu Xian has found the person who fired the shot.

It’s not that Wu Xian has good eyesight, but the man is wearing an orange vest with reflective tape. He is the worker who disappeared last night!

The worker stood next to a tree, holding a submachine gun in one hand, his movements strange and stiff, trying hard to aim.

They had been trying to break through the ghost wall, so they ignored the possible dangers behind them.

Bang, bang, bang!
Several more shots were fired, each one making everyone tremble, but not a single bullet hit the target. The worker lowered his head and patted the side of the gun as if in anger, his movements as funny as those of a mime actor.

Wu Xian frowned.

If it was a worker who fired the gun, even if he had never eaten pork, he had at least seen pigs run. Would he have to use such an awkward method?
In addition to the shooting posture, the worker's other postures are also very strange. Sometimes he looks like a human, and sometimes he looks like a shadow puppet controlled by strings in a shadow play.

This strange appearance made Zhu Shuhui feel creepy.

The sharp-eyed Sun Qian whispered, "Brother Xian, look, he...he is standing on tiptoe!"

Only then did Wu Xian notice it.

The worker's feet were covered by weeds, with only the tip of his toes lightly touching the ground.

The force comes from the ground. The workers do not touch the ground and do not exert any force themselves. They rely entirely on other forces to move, so the posture looks so awkward.

Zhu Shuhui exclaimed with a hint of excitement: "It's possessed by a ghost! It's possessed by a ghost!"

Wu Xian immediately asked: "How to deal with the ghost?"

"I do not know."

Wu Xian rolled his eyes.

Although the possessed worker's shooting skills were terrible, he would occasionally hit the target. The tragic death of Zhao Ying was proof of that. No one wanted to let this man hit them accurately once.

So they crawled on the ground and quickly hid in a place with obstacles around them. Even Li Qi crawled over with them.

When the worker realized he had lost his target, he raised his legs high and walked over, his movements extremely uncoordinated.

He walked and shot at the same time.

After reaching the location of Zhao Ying's body, the worker pulled the trigger again, but this time the gun did not fire!
The bullets are empty!

This was the opportunity Wu Xian was waiting for.

Click!

Zhu Shuhui pressed the shutter button, and the photo was taken in one go with the flash.

Wu Xian rushed over. The worker swung his submachine gun and hit Wu Xian randomly, but his movements were too stiff, so Wu Xian easily dodged and swung his machete to make a fake chop at the worker from behind.

Wu Xian planned to attack only the ghost that possessed him.

If this cut doesn't work, then the next cut will kill the workers as well.

Fortunately, the attack was effective.

The worker's legs went limp and he fell straight onto the ground.

Sun Qian cheered.

But Wu Xian's expression didn't look good.

He didn't feel like he had hit anything, which meant that the thing left on its own initiative, rather than leaving after being hit by him.

even so.

Everyone relaxed a little temporarily. At least now they didn't have to worry about being shot from behind.

Wu Xian put his hand on the worker's neck and found that his blood vessels were still beating, so the man was still alive, so he slapped him several times.

After a few snaps.

The worker who had been missing for a day woke up slowly.

Li Qi walked over quickly, his eyes fixed, picked up the gun on the ground, loaded it with bullets, pointed it at the worker's head and was about to shoot.

Wu Xian reacted quickly, jumped up immediately, and pushed Li Qi back five or six meters.

"I know you want revenge, but the murderer is not him, it's the ghost that possessed him. We need to get information about the ghost from him, otherwise you will never be able to take revenge."

In fact, Li Qi also understood this, but he really couldn't help it.

After the murder was stopped, he walked to Zhao Ying's body, knelt on the ground and cried loudly. His voice was like that of a helpless child, which was heartbreaking to hear.

After a while.

The worker also regained consciousness.

"Can I, can I have something to eat?"

Wu Xian shook his head: "The ghost in the stomach has disappeared. If you are not afraid of being parasitized, I can get you something to eat."

The worker thought about it and gave up.

Wu Xian introduced the current situation to the workers. After thinking for a while, the workers talked about their experience before being possessed.

"I drank too much water last night and needed to pee. Although the toilet was available, I didn't dare to go in alone, and I felt embarrassed to ask someone to accompany me..."

"So I decided to stand outside the door and pee so everyone could see me."

"I originally thought that I would not be afraid, but looking at the dark streets and the weeds blown by the wind, my heart still lifted..."

"So I quickly finished, zipped up, turned around and prepared to go back to the tent. That was the most relaxing moment for me, but at that moment..."

At this point, the worker shuddered.

"There was a hand behind me, tapping my shoulder!"

"I don't remember anything that happened after that. I just saw you guys when I opened my eyes."

Wu Xian frowned. This information was not enough.

"Think carefully again, what was your state when you lost consciousness?"

The driver frowned and thought hard: "It seems...I seem to have jumped up in fright."

"Jump up..."

Zhu Shuhui clapped his hands fiercely: "I see, both of his heels left the ground at the same time, giving the ghost a chance to press his instep against his soles from behind!"

Wu Xian nodded. He thought so too. Considering the way the worker looked when he was possessed before, with his heels off the ground, these should be the conditions for being possessed by a ghost.

Think of this.

Wu Xian's body suddenly felt cold.

Isn't there another person among them who meets the conditions to be possessed?

(End of this chapter)