Volume 1 In 2007, My Grandmother Gave Me Golden Silkworm Gu Chapter 10 Midnight Living Dead
This man has a broad and flat forehead, a high bridge of nose, thin cheeks, and bright eyes. He walks with a vigorous posture and comes out of the darkness, carrying the wind and dew.
He is the Li Zhiyuan we just met in Li's house.
The sudden appearance of this guy, not to mention Assistant Zhong, but also me, was very surprising. At this moment, shouldn't he be staying in the villa in Kowloon City and sleeping? Appearing here at this time, he must be
Something was strange. I said nothing, but in my mind I already classified him as someone with problems.
Things in this world are all about "probability". If there is a mysterious coincidence, it might be possible to completely replace the two souls.
The calculation of "Da Liuren" on the Zamao Trail was indeed accurate. Li Zhiyuan walked to the flat ground between the slopes in front of us and did not go any further. Instead, he stopped, looked around cautiously, and shouted in a low voice: "Han
Yue, Han Yue..." Apart from him, there were only the three of us at the foot of the path nearby. Naturally, no one responded. After a while of silence, Li Zhiyuan took out his mobile phone and started to make a call.
He called several times but failed to get through. The fourth time, a clear and clear polyphonic ringtone came from above the mountain road.
Another person came out of the darkness, thin and small.
It's a woman.
The moonlight that night was cold and fell hazily on the ground, allowing us to see this woman clearly: she was not tall, only about 1.5 meters, and in the dark we could only see the outline of her face, which was delicate and had a three-dimensional beauty; her complexion
Wearing a thick and long braid, it is shiny at night and has a strange brilliance. Wearing a light-absorbing gray-black robe, the body is looming, like a holographic projection.
She is the woman with the gypsy astrologer heritage who murdered us in the dark yesterday.
I was so happy. What Zamao Xiaodao said just now really didn't lie to me. The acquaintances I met in the past few days actually came to this barren mountain one by one to gather together. I don't know what kind of charm there is in this place that makes it like this.
"Han Yue, you came to me here so urgently, what happened?"
Li Zhiyuan stepped forward and asked.
The woman named Han Yue walked one meter in front of Li Zhiyuan, stopped, and said: "Li... I recently took on a job, but I met an expert and missed it. I was poisoned and was in excruciating pain at two o'clock in the afternoon.
, trying to pass out but not succeeding is not good for anyone. Uncle Qin said that there are two ways. One is to find that person to help me untie it. If that fails, I need to go to Malaysia and find Master Banbu to remove the poison. No matter what
Both are dangerous, so I came out to you and said goodbye to you in advance."
Her voice was soft and soft, with a strange accent, like a foreigner speaking.
Li Zhiyuan asked what was going on and who could hurt him?
Han Yue said that she was an expert hired by her target. He seemed to be a mainland cousin, a Taoist priest in green, and a scar-faced boy. They all had some real abilities. Especially the scar-faced boy, like Master Banbu, he was able to repel insects.
That guy, her poison was bitten by that insect. After she said this, Assistant Zhong who was guarding under the road ridge used his eyes to look back and forth between my and Zamao Xiaodao's faces. He couldn't tell.
Admiration, surprise or fear.
But here, he still has big questions, and he can only talk about them when he has time.
Li Zhiyuan did not continue to ask, but sighed and said: "Han Yue, you must not have the intention to harm others. If you often walk at night, how can you not encounter ghosts? Listen to my advice and don't stay in Uncle Qin's house anymore.
After all, it's not a problem to follow him." Han Yue snorted coldly and said: "You are feeling relaxed now, but have you ever thought that that guy hasn't come to you again so far, or is he still afraid of my presence?
He hates you for taking away everything from him, but he has been holding back until now. Isn’t it just because I’m covering you?”
Li Zhiyuan still sighed, shook his head, and said, "Do you think I thought that things turned out like this? Sigh... Han Yue, no matter what, I still want to thank you." He said, stretched out his hand and took his hand.
She held Han Yue's thin body and hugged her tightly. The woman named Han Yue was shocked all over, but she did not struggle in the end and snuggled quietly into Li Zhiyuan's arms.
Zamao Xiaodao's eyes were bright and he couldn't help drooling, waiting for the next passionate scene.
This is what he likes.
But no, these two people seemed to be performing the realistic version of "deep love in the rain". They just hugged each other innocently without any follow-up actions. This made the heavy-tasting Zamao Xiaodao shake his head. But I had already learned from the two.
Clues were found in the person's words. Sure enough, this Li Zhiyuan was really Xu Ming, a poor student who used to live in the housing estate. And the real young master of the Li family was because of some reason Han Yue said.
, did not appear again.
This is indeed the case, and it is indeed a strange thing.
But where is the evidence? Do we need to bring the two of them to face each other? Moreover, who is that guy named Uncle Qin? It seems that the whole thing is related to him.
The two hugged each other for a while, and suddenly some bright lights appeared in the open space.
These lights are emitted by a rising blue flame. I remember the appearance of this flame deeply as a will-o'-the-wisp. Once upon a time, that blue will-o'-the-wisp invaded my body and burned my body.
It swept through my soul, making me mistakenly believe that the world was still in a dream. This memory is so profound that it has been integrated into my bones, making me remember it. Every time I think about it, my heart feels numb and I feel the same.
These will-o'-the-wisps appeared in the air for no apparent reason. Although they were near a graveyard, they were too strange.
Li Zhiyuan and Han Yue also saw it, and they suddenly separated, watching the sudden appearance of the ghost with vigilance. The surroundings became silent, and a rustling sound came from the road down the mountain. This sound came out in the quiet night and blended into the darkness.
From far to near, it became particularly scary. Finally, under everyone's gaze, a man appeared at the end of the road. He moved a little stiffly, like a robot, and walked here step by step.
It's Xu Ming.
At this time, apart from the same clothes as the Xu Ming we had just chased, there were some differences in his appearance: his movements were stiff and his face was green and cold.
Half a minute later, Xu Ming finally walked to the edge of the open space, with a faint red light in his eyes, and stood facing Li Zhiyuan and Han Yue.
He was silent for a moment, and then he smiled strangely, like a night owl.
Han Yue took a step forward and said to him: "Li Zhiyuan, how did you avoid Uncle Qin, how could you come here?" Xu Ming, no, Li Zhiyuan, who was wearing Xu Ming's appearance, stopped.
Laughing, he took a step forward, dragging a trace on the ground with his feet, and said: "Han Yue, I have already guessed that you live in Wo Hop Shek Village. In the whole of Hong Kong, this place has the strongest Yin energy, and it is the only place with the strongest Yin energy.
Only here can you absorb the practice. As for Qin Luhai, this bastard... The one-year period is coming. The day of my birth is the day of my death. I will die early and die late. Is this so important to a living dead?
You overestimate your control and underestimate my hatred for you and this lucky boy."
He took another step forward and raised his hands: "My hatred is so overwhelming!"
Li Zhiyuan's voice was like deep thunder, roaring in the space, and the four or five blue will-o'-the-wisps swayed. Han Yue formed a seal with her hands, chanted silently for a while, then took out a handful of agarwood ash from her arms, and moved forward
As soon as he scattered the incense, the ashes fell to the ground one after another. Under the moonlight, Xu Ming, who claimed to be the living dead, stood like a javelin without being affected at all. Han Yue stamped her feet and said what's going on? Before she finished, her face changed and she held her stomach.
, cold sweat broke out, and he said no, it’s time.
As soon as she finished speaking, she fell to the ground, curled up and twitched, moaned loudly, and was in agony.
Zamao Xiaodao gave me a thumbs up to express his praise.
On the 24th, the heart-breaking poison will occur randomly at midnight and noon after being infected by the poison, making people miserable.
Xibei Li Zhiyuan, who was standing next to Han Yue, leaned down to comfort him for a while, then raised his head and asked the owner angrily, saying you knew this earlier, right? You calculated the time well, knowing that Han Yue didn't have any sympathy for you at this time.
Ding Dian’s ability to control is why you came here, right? What is your relationship with the two people who harmed Han Yue? Wait, the scar-faced boy and the Taoist priest in green, are these two people...
The living dead Li Zhiyuan raised his head and laughed, and two lines of bloody tears actually flowed from the corners of his eyes.
He pointed at the woman writhing on the ground and said with a trembling voice: "I remember that in the past, I, Mr. Li, dressed in bright clothes and angry with his horse, saw all the prosperity of the world. I never thought that after such an inexplicable thing happened to you, I was first regarded as a wanted criminal.
He hid here and there, and then because his soul was unstable, he was spotted by the beast Qin Luhai, who treated him as a fine cauldron and refined it into a living corpse. Every night in the early morning, he turned into this terrifying and weird creature.
I have suffered from the evil wind. I have committed evil in the first half of my life, but it is not like this, right? The most irritating thing is this woman. If she had not introduced me, I might not have become like this..."
Xibei Li Zhiyuan couldn't help but defend: "If it weren't for Han Yue, I'm afraid you would have died long ago!"
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The living dead Li Zhiyuan let out a shrill roar, and his eyes turned redder and redder. The moonlight shone on his face, which made him look particularly pale, with wrinkles appearing on it. He said with hatred: "Xu Ming, you are getting an advantage.
The most abominable thing is a guy who is still a good boy. I want to fly into ashes, but I am not willing to do it. Why did you become me, inherit such a huge family fortune, and get the precepts of that dead monk, and calm your heart and soul with a bang, and I
, do you need to die miserably? I don’t accept it, if you want to die, let’s die together!”
After saying this, his body seemed to be equipped with a spring, and he suddenly jumped in front of Xibei Li Zhiyuan and grabbed him in the chest.
His fingertips were black and long, and in the moonlight they looked like five sharp daggers.
There seems to be a faint green smoke lingering on it.
The wind direction changed, and the smell of his body reached our noses. The strong smell of spices was mixed with the stale smell of death.
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