The lid of the wooden sarcophagus slowly opened, the wooden board grinding heavily to the side until it fell off its edge. A head popped out of the opening; a female head with long, unkempt black hair. From the distance, they could not see her face in the dark. The female stood up, revealing herself to be dressed in bright-red clothing that oddly reminded the two observers of blood before she hopped out of the coffin and began walking outward.
Yuan Chongxi and Lin Feng stayed their positions, crouching in the shadows. It was as I had instructed: they were only to engage anything that came out of the coffin only if it returned. The female figure left the compound of the factory for a little more than an hour, and returned later, cradling a bundle in her arms. She meandered back to the coffin, replacing the lid back unto the coffin but she kept it half-opened. With a leg already inside the coffin, she placed the bundle into the coffin before climbing in herself and was a
With the way things were, I was afraid that this man might not even survive the night. "We're from the De Chang Center for Paranormal Studies. Come, eat freely and relax. Come with us to our Center after this meal and I shall find a way to solve this problem for you! I'm sure you'll be able to brave through this obstacle safely!" I said to him. But the man had neither the stomach for dinner. He waited beside us until we finished, and followed us back to the center. Back at the center, I took the sword that my father gave me and handed it to the man. "This sword will protect you from all evil and foul beings. Hang it over the head of your bed. It will vibrate and buzz when evil is near. Remember! Hold the sword tightly by its hilt! Do not let it fly!" The man accepted the sword with trembling hands. "Would you not come with me?" he asked hesitantly. "Of course not!" I remarked, and he immediately said, "But you know not of where I live! How would you find me then!" "Hav
Speaking of this uncle Zheng Shuang, I had heard of him already. After all, I was quite familiar with the circles of the rich. Therefore, about Zhou Kun, I did know something about him. However, he had kept this mistress of his hidden well without being discovered by anyone. I didn't know about this until I was told by Lao Shisan. Then Chongxi and I spent a whole night on fortunetelling to learn the entire story. At the same time, we planned a despicable scheme. In the present, the three of us drove to Xi Guan to meet up with Zheng Shuang. After I met Zheng Shuang, we went to a villa with two floors. We rang the doorbell many times, but no one answered. We looked at each other in the eye, and Zheng Shuang said, "Well, this is a bad start!" I laughed and teased, "Take it easy, the trouble is yet to come. Keep ringing the doorbell." After we repeated it many times more, a young woman finally opened the door. When she saw us, she questioned our purpose and looked at us as
Zheng Shuang gave the order to the other policemen to stay there and clean up the aftermath. Then Zheng Shuang and the three of us took the child and headed to his home. Seeing that we entered the house, the hostess ran to us and grabbed the child to her arms. The child started crying out loud after going back to his mother. At this moment, standing on the side, Zhou Kun got shocked, with his face full of doubts. I turned to him, shook my head a bit, and smiled. Seeing that I smiled at him, Zhou Kun also smiled with embarrassment. Then his cell phone rang. After he picked up the phone and heard the other person through the phone, his face got stiff with his eyes wide open. He became totally speechless. Looking at his face like this, I teased him on purpose and said, "What happened? Did they dig out the timber pile?" Zhou Kun got stunned after hearing this and asked, stammering, "You, you, how do you..." I laughed and interrupted him, "You want to know how I know that,
Actually, letting a policeman disguise as the criminal Lao San and attracting the monster to make the rescue, the whole fake scene arranged yesterday was just a deliberate camouflage. The real purpose was to obtain information on the monster. I knew that the arclight wasn't enough to wound it. But it wouldn't run too far away and would secretly come back soon. We didn't tell the policemen the truth in case they ruined the act. We actually pretended to be frustrated just to act in front of the monster. At that time, I patted on the policeman who did the disguise to let the Bee Scout out, while Lin Feng and Chongxi were waiting nearby unnoticed. And when the Bee Scout passed by, they followed stealthily and found the monster's lair without alerting it. Today, I continued the act and deliberately led the monster to the place of custody to let it see Lao San. Then when it came down to attempt the rescue, I released the sword. Although what I did wasn't above board, I was n
It astonished the three of us that my dad had dealt with this cult before. Right after, Chongxi asked with a puzzled face, "Uncle, that doesn't make sense. If you had dealt with them before, they would no longer exist! How come they rose again from the ashes? Could it be said that the head of the cult was so fierce, even someone like you couldn't handle it?" With doubt, I also looked at dad. Chongxi's opinion was also my opinion. For my dad with such a temperament, he would definitely wipe out such a brutal cult on sight. However, now they showed up again. Could it be that my dad wasn't powerful enough to root them out back in those years? Unexpectedly, dad shook his head and said, "You were wrong. I wiped them out already back then." The three of us looked at each other, puzzled. We didn't understand him at all. Seeing that we were all lost, dad explained again, "In those years, the head of this cult had nature at his beck and call. Many experts failed t
I thought that Lin Feng was an honest man. After all, he didn't pick up any girls when we were in the Sinology Center, where there were many female students. However, this time, my impression of him was renewed. He was actually dating Chongxi's old classmate - Yuan Yuan. When Chongxi and I went for dinner, we happened to find Lin Feng and Yuan Yuan were in the same restaurant. And they didn't notice us. Therefore we started to eavesdrop on their conversation and snickered along. In the end, they caught us. After that, Yuan Yuan asked me if what Lin Feng told her was true, about spirits. I acknowledged her in silence. Then she asked again why she had never seen one, to which I replied, "How could you be sure that the people you met were all humans?" In fact, she wasn't wrong. People often said that seeing is believing. However, the saying, 'words are empty', did not mean that everything seen by the eye was real. Yuan Yuan said that she didn't believe it wh
I could hardly bear listening any longer. I rose and walked out of my bedroom to the living hall and barked at Zheng Shuang who was still outside the door. "All right, just come in. Stop snooping from outside," I said, before I spoke to my mother, "Of all the people you could've picked on, you just have to pick a police officer! It's fortunate that Zheng Shuang is a friend, or things could have turned hairy!" My mother giggled playfully as she allowed Zheng Shuang into the house. Zheng Shuang came in. He waited until Mother walked out of the living hall, watching her leave. "Say, Brother Shiyan," he asked in a hushed voice, "Th-that's your mother? B-but she looks so young! She could barely be older than you!" I nodded, saying nothing. Noticing my unwillingness to reply, Zheng Shuang thought that he must have said something wrong. Then a look of realization came over him. "I know! She's your father's... second wife?" I opened my mouth to speak but a voice
We got down the car when we reached the Institute, heading first to Uncle Quan's classroom and found him reading a newspaper at his desk. He peered through his glasses when we came through the door, beaming brightly at us as he put down the papers. Lin Feng's little apprentice darted over to him, joyously calling him "Grandpa Lin". We left the little girl in his care and told him of our crusade to Inner Mongolia. The old man patted Lin Feng on his shoulders at the end of our tale. "I will have nothing to say to you, Son. You have my whip and my darts. Use them well and be careful!" We took our leave and walked to the end of the corridor and pushed through the door. To say that the room was in complete disarray would be an understatement; it was pandemonium. We waded through the clutter of objects in the room and even found a shabby sock on the desk at the front of the classroom with holes on it! An old man was lazing in his armchair, listening to a recording of a pings