Thriller Night Talk

Beiquan's tone was very relaxed.

But Comrade Xiao Jiang has known Beiquan for half a month, and he has a little understanding of him—usually when Beiquan smiles so calmly, what he is about to say next will definitely make people dumbfounded.

Sure enough, Beiquan said:

"Miss Su Lan, please pull out a nail, and then, Xiao Jiang, stick the nail on the dummy's chest."

Everyone shouted in unison: "What did you say!?"

Even Wei Fuyuan who was right next to Beiquan was taken aback and stared at him with a creepy expression.

"Yes, one of your nails is needed."

Beiquan paused, and added word by word: "I mean, complete, a whole piece of nails."

The expressions of the eldest sister of the Su family and her brother-in-law completely changed, their faces were blue and white, and they were about to turn against each other, and turned their faces on the spot.

Jiang Nan'an knew that Beiquan was serious, and he must have his own reasons for doing so. At this time, he could only keep a smile on his face and try his best to mediate.

There was a moment of chaos in the small bathroom.

Sister Su and her brother-in-law almost stuck themselves in front of the camera, trying to reason with Bei Quan about this unacceptable instruction.

Jiang Nanan worked hard beside him, hoping to make them accept Beiquan's request.

Wei Fuyuan argued with the Su family through the phone screen.

Among the noisy chatter, the person involved, Su Lan, was the quietest.

She sat in the pool of dirty and smelly sewage, staring at her fingers without saying a word.

Su Lan is a girl from a small village, and her parents are busy with business, so they have seldom cared about her.

However, Su Lan was smart and capable since she was a child, with a good EQ, and she was pretty, and her brothers and sisters in her family were also very friendly. She was admitted to Fengxing University from a key middle school in the city, and her life went smoothly without any grievances.

Only this month, she lived life as if it were death, and experienced every possible fright and life-and-death test.

Su Lang had no time to pay attention to her own appearance when she was worried and frightened every day and had trouble sleeping and eating.

Now, when the expert on the other end of the phone asked her for a piece of nail, Su Lang finally took a serious look at her hands again after many days.

After only one month, Su Lan has lost a whole lot of weight.

The rapid weight loss made her hands thin and haggard, with a layer of loose, wrinkled skin covering the dry bones, and the diamond-encrusted platinum wedding ring almost couldn't be worn anymore.

And the manicures she had carefully done before the wedding had already peeled off, and the nails that had not been trimmed for a long time were pitted and soaked in dirty water for a long time, and the nails were full of dirt.

No one would think that it was the hands of a pair of young women.

——I don't want to live like this anymore.

In fact, Su Lang had already noticed that the background of Wei Fuyuan and Jiang Nan'an was not as simple as they said, and it was no coincidence that they appeared in her home this time.

But they were the only people Su Lang met who could really help, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that they were "life-saving straws".

- as long as it can make it all over...

Thinking of this, Su Lang gritted her teeth.

——As long as it can end everything, I am willing to do anything!

"what!!"

There was a scream from the bathroom.

The voice was so shrill that it overwhelmed everyone's arguments in an instant.

Jiang Nan'an, the elder sister and brother-in-law of the Su family turned their heads together, and saw Su Lang bent down and lowered her head, holding her hand, whimpering, as if she was in extreme pain.

The three hurried over.

Su Lang covered her left hand with her right hand, and blood gushed out between her fingers.

"Xiaolan!"

The eldest sister of the Su family cried out: "What are you doing!?"

Su Lan didn't answer, because she was in so much pain that she couldn't speak.

She let go of her bloody left hand, tried her best to reach her right hand to her lips, tremblingly took off a piece of nail she was holding, and handed it to Jiang Nan'an.

It was a piece of pinky fingernail, pulled out by the root, and the end was dripping with blood.

I don't know how determined the girl is to be so cruel to herself, she even pulled out a piece of her nail with her teeth.

Jiang Nan'an swallowed, holding the piece of nail, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Su Lang raised her head, her eyes were wet, she was dripping with cold sweat, her lips were pale, and she asked tremblingly:

"This, this... is it okay?"

Jiang Nan'an quickly regained his senses, carefully pinched his bloody nails, held them up to the camera, and asked anxiously:

"What's next?"

Beiquan replaced Wei Fuyuan who had quarreled with him just now, and appeared on the screen:

"Little Jiang, you go out with the wooden man and your nails and stay in the living room."

He paused, then said:

"Miss Su Lan, please soak yourself completely in the bathtub after 3 minutes, without showing your head and face, and try to stay underwater for as long as possible."

Su Lang had just bit off a piece of nail with her own mouth, and her hand was wounded. At this time, asking her to take the wound and soak it in the dirty bloody water is really a bit of a force.

But Su Lan had already made up her mind.

She endured the pain, her voice was weak, but her tone was very firm:

"……it is good."

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After all the fuss just now, Su Lan's living room was in a mess, as if a typhoon had passed through. The sofa was overturned, the tea table was broken, the chandelier curled up crookedly on the floor, the lamps were torn apart, and the glass shattered all over the floor.

Holding the mobile phone in one hand, Jiang Nan'an followed Beiquan's instructions, carefully walked through the debris on the ground, and placed the wooden dummy against the wall next to a two-meter-high cabinet.

After getting ready, Jiang Nan'an turned his head and stared at the wooden door of the bathroom without blinking.

"Dong dong."

There were two short knocking sounds from inside.

This is the secret code he agreed with Su Lan.

Once Su Lang completely submerged herself in the water, Big Sister Su would knock on the door twice in a row.

Jiang Nan'an quickly stuck his nails on the little wooden man's chest, while he sprinted at a speed of [-] meters, jumped over obstacles all over the floor, and ran to the bathroom door in one breath.

They didn't have to wait long.

Jiang Nan'an counted in his mind for 30 seconds, when the cabinet next to the villain suddenly moved.

It was as if an invisible person pushed close to the wall, and the cabinet suddenly tilted sideways at a completely abnormal angle, and fell right on the little wooden figure.

At the same time, Beiquan, who was far away in Fengxing City, stretched out his hand and patted the charm that had been written long ago on the bracelet.

"bump!"

"It's stuck!"

In the two phones, the two sounds almost overlapped.

The standing cabinet smashed the wooden figurine, and the oriental beads inlaid on the bracelet were split in two under the impact of the spell.

Almost at this moment, Jiang Nan'an felt an invisible wind, or some kind of force, brushing against his cheek.

"bump!"

A window that was only three steps away from Jiang Nan'an suddenly shattered, and the shattered glass was blown out two meters away, and landed in the yard outside the house one after another.

Jiang Nan'an was shocked and turned his head.

The window glass was blasted outward from the inside, as if a "person" had just broken out of the window.

"Okay, Xiao Jiang, it's settled."

Beiquan's laughing voice came from the other end of the phone, "You can ask Miss Su Lan to come out of the bathtub, there will be no more danger."

Jiang Nan'an subconsciously touched his face.

The feeling of being scratched by an invisible force just now was still so vivid, it gave him goosebumps.

"okay."

He looked at the screen, reluctantly twitched the corners of his mouth, still feeling uneasy, "Are you sure... are you really all right?"

Regarding the huge force he experienced just now, Jiang Nan'an asked himself, if the "will" on the gold bracelet came back again, he would not be able to protect Su Lang by himself at all.

"rest assured."

Beiquan assured:

"'It' has completed its 'mission', and the bracelet that imprisoned it has also been destroyed. 'It' is equivalent to freedom and will not come back."

Jiang Nan'an finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Remember to tell Su Lan that you must donate a golden body to the statue of the girl in the Moon Girl Temple on the mountain."

Before hanging up the video call, Wei Fuyuan specifically warned:

"That's her family's Baojiaxian!"

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Wei Fuyuan put the phone back into his coat pocket, and when he turned to look at Beiquan, he saw him pick up the gold bracelet on the table, put it back into the black velvet jewelry box, and close the lid.

He noticed that Beiquan didn't wear gloves when he touched the gold bracelet, which meant that the bracelet should really be fine.

"I feel that this bracelet is not difficult to deal with."

Wei Fuyuan pouted:

"It's actually done with just one talisman!"

Beiquan was amused to hear that.

"Actually, it's Xiao Jiang who cooperates well with us."

He patiently explained to his little boyfriend:

"To get this done, two conditions must be met: one is that the 'will' on the gold bracelet feels that it has killed Su Lan and has fulfilled the task of 'it'; When the bracelet is attached, the bracelet can be destroyed so easily by me."

Beiquan smiled and spread his hands:

"If Su Lang is not 'dead', even if the bracelet is damaged, it will continue to haunt Su Lang until it completes its task; and if we don't move fast enough, we will wait until the 'will' returns to the bracelet before trying to destroy it. It is at least ten times more difficult."

"I see."

Wei Fuyuan suddenly realized, and silently felt 12 points of admiration for Beiquan's ability to take one step and see three steps, and calculate everything in advance.

"You already knew what this bracelet was when you received my call?"

Beiquan smiled:

"I just have a rough guess."

He put the jewelry box into his pocket, and said in a voice almost talking to himself:

"It's very similar to...something I've met before."

Beiquan said a word very vaguely, Wei Fuyuan didn't catch it clearly.

He leaned close to Beiquan, so close that his face was close to his, "What did you say?"

Bei Quan didn't repeat what he said just now, but turned his head and pecked Wei Fuyuan's earlobe, and changed the subject for a second.

"Okay, it's time to return the bracelet to its original owner."

Said, Beiquan blinked at Wei Fuyuan:

"Let's go find Zhang Yiping."