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Chapter 133: Lightning Strikes the Jujube Tree

The next morning, the sun slowly rose over the horizon.

Lu Yue had already boarded the bus and was about to arrive in Mucheng.

As for why we did not choose a faster train last night, the reason was simple. Mucheng suffered unprecedented torrential rain a few days ago, which was said to be caused by an error in the artificial rainfall operation. The train is currently out of service and is undergoing emergency maintenance.

Of course, there was also good news. Perhaps what Deputy Captain Liu was talking about was official business, so Lu Yue's trip to Mucheng could be considered a business trip, and all food and accommodation expenses were reimbursed.

Seeing that they had entered the Mucheng toll station, Lu Yue took out his mobile phone to check a series of messages sent by Deputy Captain Liu, and gained some basic understanding of Mucheng.

Due to many factors such as the number of extraordinary people in the Demon Suppression Bureau and the concentration of spiritual energy in the city, not every city has a branch of the Demon Suppression Bureau. Generally speaking, supernatural events are not frequent in cities without branches of the Demon Suppression Bureau.

Of course...infrequent and non-existent are two different concepts.

If you really encounter a supernatural incident, a specialist will be dispatched from the nearby branch.

In addition to this, there is another special channel, which is to spend a high price to seek protection from other extraordinary people, but this kind of unofficial channel may not be reliable.

If you meet a normal supernatural being, they will do their best to serve the customers, but if you meet a black-hearted supernatural being, you may face problems such as temporary price increases. There are even cases where supernatural beings direct and act themselves, deliberately create supernatural events, and then defraud ordinary people of their money.

In short, in this special era of spiritual energy revival, there are extraordinary people who abide by the order, but there are also many extraordinary people who go astray.

Ding Dong, a local news popped up on Lu Yue’s phone.

A week ago, an adult committed suicide by jumping off a building.

This is not news, perhaps it is caused by excessive pressure in life.

However, the news finally mentioned that in just two months, more than a dozen people in Mucheng committed suicide in various thrilling ways such as jumping off buildings, drinking drugs, and jumping into rivers. However, after careful forensic examination, other factors such as threats and control were ruled out, and it was concluded that these people did commit suicide.

Lu Yue frowned. His long-term exposure to supernatural events made him quite sensitive. No matter what kind of death occurred, he would think of supernatural events first.

However, in these suicide cases, if a living person is controlled by a ghost and commits suicide, even if he is not a supernatural person, he can detect it, because when a ghost controls a living person, the negative energy will unconsciously damage the living person's cells, causing irreversible harm.

Forensic scientists who have been dealing with human body structure for a long time will definitely discover this.

So, this should be a normal death event.

Then, Lu Yue clicked on the website link sent by Deputy Captain Liu.

Every city has its own circle of extraordinary people, and Mucheng is no exception. Lu Yue temporarily put aside the previous news and logged into this website.

"Buying peach wood to make magic tools. The price is negotiable. Chat privately."

"We sell 100-year-old cypress wood, the best material for making coffins, and we support customization."

"My family, I was cheated. I just became a superhuman, and there happened to be a female ghost living next door. I was ready to show my skills to eliminate the evil for the people. I was worried that I was not strong enough, so I bought a willow branch at a high price to beat the ghost. As a result, the color faded every time I hit it. That damn seller cheated me. Now the female ghost walks into my room every night and beats me with the willow branch. It hurts so much. I hereby offer a reward of 100,000. If anyone has a strong kidney-tonifying medicine, I'm waiting online..."

Lu Yue: “???????”

The posts in the forum are all kinds of strange, some even incomprehensible.

Many older extraordinary people have realized that the times have changed.

At this moment, Lu Yue raised his eyebrows, he found a party title.

"The truth that only 1% of the extraordinary people understand can make you soar to the sky, overpower the bloodline geniuses, be invincible at the same level, dominate the ages, and be immortal."

"Everyone, please don't rush to criticize me. Everyone knows that there was a heavy rainstorm in Mucheng a few days ago. It was thundering all night. I have lived for decades, but this is the first time I have seen such weather. The lightning was so strong that even if the ancestors of the Taoist sect were resurrected and combined to perform the Five Thunder Technique, they could not do it. I saw with my own eyes that the lightning struck a forest. The legendary lightning-struck wood might have been born. It is right here..."

[Trial reading ends, the following is paid content]

Lu Yue's forehead darkened, and then he paid for reading.

"It's in the plantation in Zaoshu Village, Huangshan District, Mucheng. That area is full of jujube trees. There were so many lightning strikes that night, it's very likely that there was a jujube tree struck by lightning..."

Jujube wood struck by lightning?

Lu Yue's eyes moved slightly, his breathing became rapid, and his body sat up straight in an instant.

There is a saying among the people that trees that survive being struck by lightning often contain mysterious powers that can ward off evil and ensure safety, and such trees are regarded as natural talismans for warding off evil.

As for wood, the heart of the thunder jujube is the best, sandalwood is the middle, and persimmon is the worst.

The jujube wood struck by lightning is the essence created by the interaction of the yin and yang of heaven and earth. When lightning strikes the jujube wood, all the energy contained is concentrated in the jujube wood. Therefore, the jujube wood struck by lightning is known as the "king of magic weapons" in Taoism.

When Lu Yue finished looking up the information, he was suddenly moved.

I continued to read the posts and some news about the date orchard and found that this date orchard was privately contracted. As we all know, the growth cycle of date trees is extremely long and it often takes decades to mature.

In fact, some aged jujube wood can be used to make magical instruments, and now there is lightning-struck wood, which greatly increases the value of this date orchard.

Because of this, many extraordinary people came here after hearing the news. The owner of the jujube forest decided to open it for free after seven days. Anyone who is interested can enter the jujube forest and choose any tree they want, and in the end they only need to pay 50% of the market price.

Lu Yue raised his eyebrows slightly.

If it is really the jujube wood struck by lightning, then if I sell it at half the price, the more than one million yuan in my hand should be barely enough.

But what exactly is the so-called "destined person"?

The post says it will be seven days later, but this post was made a few days ago and the park will open the day after tomorrow, so there is still plenty of time.

Lu Yue thought of Deputy Captain Liu. After getting off the car, he learned through the contact information that the last place this Demon Suppression Division Commissioner went to was Sunshine Community.

.........

In the Sunshine Community, it is late at night and everyone is asleep.

dong dong dong...

There was a sudden knock on the door, as piercing as the midnight bell.

"Hello, Zhou Ming, special commissioner of the Taicheng Town Demon Division, please open the door..."

Wu Xiong was trembling all over, and finally he mustered up the courage to walk to the living room and to the door. He carefully peeked outside through the peephole, and saw a man in uniform with a square face and a serious expression standing outside the door.

"You...are you a human or a ghost?" Wu Xiong's voice trembled and he almost cried.

"I am a human being. The Mucheng security officer told you last night that a specialist will deal with what happened to you today. That's why I'm here." The man outside the door spoke in a firm and powerful voice.

Wu Xiong's face was pale and he was still a little worried. He asked to see the ID. Only after he saw the ID that the square-faced man took out did he open the door tremblingly.

Knowing that the other party really came to save him, Wu Xiong burst into tears of joy. "There is a ghost in the house. My friend is missing. He went to get a drink and suddenly disappeared. The ghost was at the door. It was just looking at me..." Wu Xiong trembled and pointed his finger at the living room and the door.

"Your friend? What friend?" Zhou Ming frowned.

"I'm a little scared living alone, so I called my friend Zhao Chengcai over. He was in the living room just now, but now he's gone. You must save my friend." Wu Xiong said anxiously.

"Is it him?" Zhou Ming took out his cell phone and found a photo.

"It's him, it's him." Wu Xiong confirmed immediately after taking a look at the photo.

However, Zhou Ming's face suddenly became serious: "Your friend is dead. He jumped off the building a week ago. There have been too many suicides in your Mucheng in the past two months. I am investigating this matter. Before you reported the case, the first place I went to was your friend's house."

Wu Xiong felt as if struck by lightning. He felt cold all over and his legs went weak.

If his friend jumped off the building, then who appeared at home today?
"Don't worry, I will ensure your safety. Tell me everything that just happened to you." Zhou Ming said.

Wu Xiong quickly repeated what had happened before.

"The refrigerator has indeed been opened, and there is a faint yin energy in the room." Zhou Ming observed the surrounding environment with a frown, "The ghost may not have left yet. Follow me, hold on to my clothes, and don't move. No matter what you hear or see, don't leave me."

Wu Xiong nodded frantically, grasping the corner of Zhou Ming's clothes tightly as if he was grabbing a life-saving straw, and followed Zhou Ming step by step towards the bedroom.

There was a snap.

Zhou Ming turned on the bedroom light and scanned everything in the room.

Nothing weird happened except for a bit of mess.

At this time, a familiar voice came from the living room: "Wu Xiong, what do you want to drink?"

The voice belonged to Zhao Chengcai, who had died a week ago.

Wu Xiong suddenly turned pale and was so scared that he was about to cry.

Only then did he realize that the lights in the living room, which had been on, had gone out since some point. In the corner of the living room, with the dim light from the refrigerator, he could see a figure with his back to the bedroom door.

Ping Pong Pong...

That was the sound of cans colliding, and the figure seemed to be choosing a drink.

But the weird thing is that the sound keeps repeating, like a short video of more than ten seconds in length, which returns to the beginning after it ends, automatically looping the process.

Ping Pong Pong...

Zhou Ming comforted Wu Xiong and asked him to leave the bedroom, preparing to deal with the figure, but the figure suddenly disappeared. When he returned to the bedroom, the figure appeared again.

"Wu Xiong, what do you want to drink?" said the figure from behind in the living room, but the voice had changed unconsciously, becoming somewhat distorted, without any emotion, which was creepy.

"Are you sure he is your friend?" Zhou Ming frowned.

"It's him. I won't mistake my friend's back." Wu Xiong said in horror.

"Let him come over. Don't worry, I'm here." Zhou Ming hid at the door and mobilized all his spiritual energy to prepare for a sneak attack.

Because the common people naturally trust the government, Wu Xiong suppressed his fear and shouted, "Zhao... Zhao Chengcai, come here. I have something to tell you."

The ping-pong sound of searching stopped abruptly, as if the pause button was pressed.

The figure slowly turned around and walked towards the bedroom.

As the refrigerator door was closed, the remaining light disappeared.

Wu Xiong couldn't see his friend's face at all.

Tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap

The sound of footsteps could be heard clearly on the laminate floor.

At this moment, Wu Xiong's fear reached its peak.

Just as his "friend" approached the bedroom, Zhou Ming, who had been lying in ambush behind the door, suddenly attacked and defeated the figure in an instant.

"Officer...my friend..."

"It should be the ghost formed after your friend committed suicide. However, this kind of ghost formed after death is not very strong. It is naturally afraid of extraordinary people. It can only harass ordinary people and make them afraid, thus slowly affecting the magnetic field. By the way... is the ghost you reported the case the same one as before?"

"No... not that one... ah... it's this one... it's down there."

Wu Xiong was like a frightened bird. He suddenly pointed to the bottom of the bed and said in a desperate voice, "I saw it. The ghost is under the bed. It's the one that's been watching me."

"Hide behind me and don't leave no matter what happens. Hold on to my clothes and don't let go." Zhou Ming ordered.

Wu Xiong's face was filled with intense uneasiness, but he had no choice but to follow the instructions.

Zhou Ming bent down and slowly reached under the bed, preparing himself for battle.

It was dark under the bed and the bedroom light couldn't shine in.

Zhou Ming took out his cell phone and turned on the flashlight.

A pale face appeared before my eyes.

It’s Wu Xiong!
"Don't kill me, don't kill me." Wu Xiong pleaded with tears in his eyes and fear in his eyes, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I don't dare to open the door, the ghost is outside the door."

Zhou Ming's pupils suddenly shrank, and an ominous premonition surged in his heart.

If the person under the bed was Wu Xiong, then who was the person who just opened the door for him?
At this moment, Zhou Ming felt the corner of his clothes being pulled hard. He glanced behind him and realized that Wu Xiong, who was following him, was not wearing shoes and was barefoot.

The one who opens the door is the ghost!

Zhou Ming was shocked, but it was too late.

With a bang, the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground was heard.

At this moment, Wu Xiong, who was hiding under the bed, completely collapsed mentally.

He watched helplessly as the commissioner who came to rescue him fell to the ground. He wanted to shout but found that his throat seemed to be blocked and he couldn't make a sound at all...

(End of this chapter)