Chapter 193 It’s Su Bai’s Turn to Cut Off the Beard

Qin Yang drove the car to the road in front of Qinhuangdao Railway Station, pointed to the roadside, and said: "Do you want to buy something to eat and drink to get on the train? The ones at the train station are expensive and not cost-effective."

Su Bai suddenly felt a little smile, "Do you want to be so down-to-earth?"

Qin Yang also laughed himself and waved his hand, "I have a three-month-old child and a wife who is not in good health. I am used to saving money. Look at the cigarettes I smoke. It's three yuan and a half. Bao, how can you be so cool and unrestrained like you?"

"You shouldn't be short of money." Su Bai said.

Yes, although the listeners of the radio are not as eye-catching as the rich and powerful, there is no problem in living a comfortable and prosperous life based on their own abilities and with the tacit approval of the horror radio.

"I can feel at ease with what I have earned. I use the money I gained from the ability gained from the horror broadcast to spend on my family. I am afraid that they will also suffer from this kind of retribution. I will just bear these things myself."

Qin Yang threw the cigarette butt out of the window, looking a little desolate. It was obvious that a man who could suppress his ability and continue to be down-to-earth in making money to support his family as before, the pressure he endured and his terrible character were really shocking.

Su Bai suddenly thought of his parents, then himself, and then the little guy,

Is this a kind of karma?

After getting out of the car and waving to Qin Yang, Su Bai actually walked to the supermarket opposite and bought two bottles of water and a stick of chewing gum, and then walked directly across the road to the train station.

After getting on the elevator and getting the ticket, Su Bai sat in the waiting hall and waited.

When the time was almost up, Su Bai was about to get up to check the tickets, but at this moment, he suddenly felt a biting chill deep in his heart, which was even vaguely related to the zombie evil energy in his body.

Su Bai lowered his head silently, covering his distorted expression at this time. The zombie evil spirit in his body suddenly felt like it was boiling for some reason. If Su Bai hadn't reacted in time and suppressed it with all his strength, it might have changed in front of everyone. Got pregnant.

His consciousness began to search and his eyes began to wander. Su Bai finally discovered the source of the power that affected him.

In the restroom, in the waiting room.

He stumbled into the toilet, and collided with a few people on the way. Seeing Su Bai's appearance, those people thought he was ill or addicted to drugs, so they didn't care too much and hurried away.

Su Bai entered the men's room. In the row of squat cubicles, Su Bai quickly walked to the last position and reached out to open the door, but it was locked from the inside.

Without hesitation, Su Bai immediately raised his foot and kicked it down.

"boom!"

The cubicle door was kicked open, and Su Bai saw a man lying unconscious in the cubicle. In the man's arms, something was emitting a light visible to the naked eye.

The man's body was covered with feces and urine. It was obvious that something happened suddenly while he was having sex. As a result, he didn't even have time to wipe his butt,..., and buttocks. He didn't even realize that he had passed out and was still doing what he did before he passed out. things.

Su Bai didn't care about the dirt, took the thing out of the man's arms, and then took a few steps back.

This is a scroll. When it is opened, it is a very simple portrait. The portrait should be presented in a way similar to ink painting, and it looks antique.

What the picture scroll showed was a sea. On the sea, there was a purple moon hanging high. Su Bai looked at this purple moon, and the evil spirit of the zombies in his body seemed to be even more difficult to control. This purple moon, the purple moon in the painting, It’s the source of the evil spirit of the zombies in your body!

Fortunately, the morning light is about to appear, the purple moon is slowly dissipating, and the sun is beginning to shine.

Su Bai also breathed a sigh of relief. This picture is extraordinary!

This reminded Su Bai of the demon on the mountain in the world of Mr. Zombie's story. The demon exists in the painting, and the world is established through painting. Although this painting is not as oppressive as the demon's painting, it is obviously not as powerful. It may be completely similar and compared, but being able to draw out the zombie evil energy in one's body so obviously is enough to show how precious it is.

"Is this what the monk is looking for?"

Su Bai smiled slightly. It was really possible. After all, he and the monk saw this painting of the devil together in the last story world. Then the monk might have thought of something, so he came to Qinhuangdao to look for something similar.

"Forget it, it's easier for me."

Su Bai took his cell phone and took a photo of the man who had passed out in the toilet pit so that he could use his personal connections to check his identity. Then he closed the door of the cubicle and chose to leave. After all, The train has arrived. If you are a little later, you will miss the train.

Since it was noon, there were very few passengers on this train, so there were almost no people in the first-class seats of the high-speed train.

After waiting for the train to start, Su Bai opened the water bottle and took a sip of water. Then he took out the painting again. This time, when he unfolded the painting again, the scenery in the painting changed greatly. The sea was calm. The wind is gentle and the sun is beautiful, giving people a refreshing feeling.

There are really a lot of weird things in this painting.

In the lower right corner of the scroll, there are several seals, one is Zhongzhenghehe, one looks similar to the Japanese seal style, and the other is just a paw print, not like a human trace.

Apparently, this means that the painting was once owned by three people, plus a collector in Japan.

Su Bai suddenly thought of his old bronze box. The box was finally taken away by the fat man. Su Bai never asked for it because there was no reason to ask for it. After all, this box almost killed Ninth Brother. At that time, Su Bai really didn't have the strength to occupy that box, but this painting was something Su Bai planned to treasure.

At this time, Su Bai's cell phone rang, and it was a WeChat message from the monk.

"gone back?"

Su Bai's eyes narrowed slightly. It was obvious that there was indeed an accident on the monk's side. It might not have been a personal accident, but the thing he was looking for. An accident occurred. It was not such a coincidence. It seems that this painting, Really what a monk is looking for.

Su Bai put the scroll aside and then clicked on a video call request. The monk quickly answered the call.

The monk didn't know which dark corner he was in now. The light was not very bright, and there were several wounds on the monk's face. He should have just fought, but it shouldn't be a big problem.

The background of Su Bai's video is the high-speed rail carriage, and he did it on purpose.

"Are you really just here to talk to a poor monk?" The monk felt a little unbelievable when he saw Su Bai taking the high-speed train back. However, after thinking about it, he felt that it was natural. For Su Bai, it was natural to go there specifically to find him. It is also in line with his style to give him a spiritual massage and then go back without doing anything else.

"Nonsense, I have to go back and apply for a lot of documents to register my child's household registration. There are actually quite a lot to do."

"Amitabha, have a safe journey." The monk said these words to the little guy. The monk and Gyatso had prayed for the little guy before, and he could be regarded as half of the little guy's godfather.

"The same to you."

The two grown men hung up the video call very briefly.

Su Bai put the scroll back into his backpack, then put his hands on his neck, put down the seat, and lay down uncleanly.

However, Su Bai, who seemed to be relaxing, did not relax at all. The guy who brought the scroll and passed out in the toilet because he could not bear the influence of the scroll was obviously an ordinary person. If nothing else, he should be an errand boy. , this scroll should not appear on his body. A monk has been working on this scroll for so long. If it falls on an ordinary person and is taken away, it would obviously be an insult to the monk.

That guy should just be there to deliver things. It was obvious that in order to cover up the monk's eyes and ears, someone deliberately asked an ordinary person to transfer the painting with him. Since the other party came to the train station, it is obvious that the real person with the monk was in Qinhuangdao. The people vying for this painting should also be at the train station, and may even be on the bus.

He was lucky enough to have his beard cut off midway, so Su Bai had to be prepared to be snatched back. When he returned to Shanghai, everything would be stable. This painting would be placed at home, with auspiciousness watching over it, and he would probably become a monk in the future. Knowing that the scroll is with him, he can't steal it back.

However, you must still be more careful now, after all, this is not your home court.

At this time, the sensor door of this carriage opened by itself, and a man with haggard hair and a T-shirt and shorts walked in while making a phone call. He looked more like he was in the first class seat.

"It's impossible to work part-time. It's impossible to work in this life. I don't know how to do business. I have to steal this kind of stuff to survive. Living like this, going to the detention center feels like going home. I'll go back in one year. New Year's Eve I didn't go back for thirty nights. I just went back to see if something happened at home. I felt much better in the detention center than at home. It was so boring to be alone at home.

Come on, you said you have no money to eat? OK, leave your card number. I’ll close my eyes and press 0. Isn’t it a fate to hit more or less? "

After the man came in, he called loudly and walked past Su Bai naturally. He saw that Su Bai had closed his eyes and wore sunglasses, and he must have fallen asleep. The other person's breathing was also steady, and then he continued to call loudly and then Walking behind Su Bai's seat, he stretched out his hand suddenly and lifted up Su Bai's backpack that was placed next to him in an extremely fast and skillful manner. He was overjoyed and turned around to leave. Who knew that he had just When he raised his head, he found that his eyebrows were cold, and the Hellfire shotgun was already pressed against his forehead.

"I said, brother, do you bring cos props with you when you go out?"

Su Bai smiled slightly,

Then,

Pulled the trigger,

"boom!"