This time she was talking about, of course, the kidnapping of Su Jin'er. If Zhang Yang had not appeared, the special brigade would have suffered more casualties.
After all, these people who have never believed in feudal superstition, when they see the real resentful spirit, their surprise and fear make them unable to use it no matter how good they are.
The man in black didn't speak anymore. Except for a pair of eyes that exuded a cold light, his whole person seemed to be integrated into the night.
Ling Yuhan took out a sharp dagger from the messy hay under her body, struggled to stand up, and walked towards Ling Bing'er.
Damn it, can it be eaten raw? Can it be swallowed? Why not cook it or braise it? Zhang Yang outside the window thought with pain.
He would definitely not let Ling Bing'er be eaten, and he was ready to go in and rescue people at any time. The reason why he didn't act for a long time was because he wanted to hear more about what they were talking about.
The man in black is very mysterious, and although his kung fu cannot be said to be unfathomable, Zhang Yang is not sure of defeating him, especially since even a character like Ling Yinhan is quite afraid of him, which makes him even more important.
"Master..." Ling Bing'er's words were pitiful and pitiful, more of a sadness and despair.
Ling Yihan didn't answer. Even with her disheveled hair, it was not clear how she treated the apprentice she had raised. All she saw was that she took a dagger and cut Ling Bing'er's throat.
"stop."
Zhang Yang didn't dare to wait any longer, broke through the rotten wooden window, rushed into the house, and rushed towards Ling Yuhan.
Everyone in the room was shocked. Almost as soon as he entered the room, the man in black jumped up and kicked him in the chest.
Zhang Yang was already prepared. As he ducked sideways, he stepped on his leg with his toes and kicked hard, and continued to rush towards Ling Yuhan.
The top priority is to save Ling Bing'er first, even if we can unlock her acupuncture points first so that she can protect herself or escape first, otherwise she will be a big burden.
The man in black obviously guessed what he was thinking. While slapping him on the back, he shouted in a hoarse voice: "Kill her quickly."
Zhang Yang felt a strong wind coming from his back. If he dodged, Ling Bing'er would be in danger, so he could only turn around and receive the palm.
boom!
After a loud noise, Zhang Yang's chest was churning, but he didn't dare to breathe at all. He raised his arm and the silver needle flashed out, and threw it at Ling Yuhan's wrist with all his strength.
Bang!
Ling Yinhan's wrist was forcibly penetrated by a silver needle, and the dagger fell to the ground. His old face began to twist and become ferocious, and an angry look flashed in his eyes.
It's just that at this time, she is no different from an old lady. She is too old to walk, let alone attack Zhang Yang.
The man in black would not give Zhang Yang any chance to breathe. Almost at the moment when he took action with the silver needle, he stepped forward, a cold light flashed in his hand, and a sharp dagger stabbed his chest.
Zhang Yang kicked off the wall hard, his body rose into the air, and he reached out to grab the black scarf on his face in mid-air, trying to see what he looked like.
To put it bluntly, when masters compete, especially when they are of equal strength, it depends on who can grasp the opponent's weaknesses, so that they can gain the upper hand.
Zhang Yang spent a lot of energy in treating Jin'er and Shishi these two days and felt very tired.
After fighting against Ling Bing'er and the man in black in the hotel room just now, it was difficult for Jiuyang True Fire to gather together, so the fight at this time was naturally at a disadvantage.
Thinking that the other party was wearing black clothes and covering his face, he definitely didn't want others to see his appearance and identity, so he was afraid of attacking him.
Sure enough, the man in black turned his head to dodge, and did not continue to pay attention to Zhang Yang, but rushed towards Ling Bing'er with a quick stride.
The two of them instantly switched roles, with Zhang Yang chasing after him and hitting him on the back, at least not letting him hurt Ling Bing'er.
The man in black suddenly turned around and flashed past Ling Yuhan. He flew out of the window and disappeared into the night like an arrow from a string.
Zhang Yang immediately understood that this was his way of attacking in the east and in the west. When he looked at Ling Yuhan again, he saw her covering her throat with both hands.
He opened his mouth wide and let out a "whimpering" *, his facial features were twisted together due to pain, and the wrinkles on his face made it even more ferocious and terrifying, and he could no longer say a word.
thump!
After a while, he lay on his side on the ground, struggled a few times and then stopped moving. Black blood flowed from the fingers covering his throat.
It seems that she knows too many secrets about the men in black, and she deserves to be blamed for being killed and silenced.
The car was parked outside, but Zhang Yang didn't dare to chase it out. To him, the man in black was insidious and cunning. Who knew if he really left?
Hiding was his specialty. What if after chasing him out, he suddenly came back and killed Ling Bing'er? Thinking of this, Zhang Yang still chose to give up.
"Get up, I'm working hard here, but you lie here and watch the fun."
Zhang Yang walked up to Ling Bing'er, tapped her fingers quickly a few times, untied her acupuncture points and teased.
"master……"
Ling Bing'er stood up and ignored him, but walked to Ling Yuhan's body and cried and shouted.
After all, he raised himself from a young age, even though he knew that his master's purpose was to destroy humanity and wanted to eat him.
But the emotion of getting along day and night still surrounds her heart. At this time, Ling Bing'er is undoubtedly in the most contradictory, painful and tangled mood.
ah……
Zhang Yanggang wanted to go over and comfort him, but Ling Bing'er suddenly screamed, turned around and bumped into his arms.
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, this is just the result of the backlash of the rotting corpse poison."
Zhang Yang felt a pair of plump and elastic meat hills sticking to his chest, and he held her in his arms, patting her smooth back and comforting her softly.
He saw Ling Yuhan's body for only a moment, but it was already rapidly decomposing, the white hair on his head began to fall off, the eyes were sunken, and the skin began to ooze black blood...
The rotting corpse poison is originally made from the venom extracted from the rapidly decaying internal organs of the human body just after death. Since Ling Yuhan can use the rotting corpse poison freely, it means that there is already a large amount of it in the body.
As long as a person is alive, there will be Yang Qi in the body, and people in the Yin Gate are no exception, but they are born with strong Yin Qi.
Practicing Yin Gate Ghost Technique suppresses the Yang Qi in the body so that it can enter the realm of Yin and Yang and control those lonely ghosts who only have resentment but no soul thoughts.
When Ling Yuhan was seriously injured, her yin energy began to dissipate, and her rapid aging showed that she was no different from a normal person.
When the last trace of yang energy dissipates, a large amount of rotting corpse poison in the body begins to bite back. It can be imagined how quickly the corpse decomposes. It only takes half an hour to turn into a ghastly white skeleton.
"You haven't practiced such sinister kung fu, have you?" Zhang Yang lowered his head and glanced at Ling Bing'er, who was sobbing in his arms, and asked softly.
"No, we only practice the Yinmen mind method."
Ling Bing'er raised her head, a blush flashed across her pale and pretty face. After gently pushing him away, she whispered with tears in her eyes.
The fear made her forget her shyness just now, but now she came back to her senses and saw that she was actually in this man's arms, not to mention that she was still naked, and the girl's reserve was clearly revealed.
"That's good, let's go back."
"Go back? Where?" Ling Bing'er asked with a wry smile.
"The hotel? Where else can we go back?"
…
Ling Bing'er didn't say anything anymore. The master who had dehumanized her was dead, and he had eaten several senior sisters she had grown up with. Would it be possible for the master who had made her so heartbroken to go back?
But where can she go? She was completely helpless at this time, and the hotel Zhang Yang mentioned became the only place where she could stay.
The room began to smell strongly of rotting corpses. Ling Yuhan was already like a pile of rotten meat, with black blood flowing all over the floor.
Ling Bing'er wiped away her tears, picked up the sheet on the ground and covered it with the body, which could be regarded as the last bit of friendship between master and disciple.
"Wait a minute, how are you going to go back when you are dressed like this?" Zhang Yang stopped him hastily.
I thought that if she went back to the hotel dressed like this, it would be too eye-catching, and she wouldn't want others to think that she had been seduced by him?
What's more, the taxi driver can't feast his eyes on the journey.
"Then... what should we do?" Ling Bing'er replied with a blush on her face.
"Wear mine."
He had no choice but to feel aggrieved. After saying that, Zhang Yang took off his clothes and handed them to her.
Then the hay on the bed was covered with Ling Yuhan's body, whose flesh had rotted and fallen off, revealing the white bones.
This dilapidated and dirty house has been unoccupied for at least ten years, so no one will find it in a short time, so there is no need to deal with it deliberately.
People will decompose after death, and being buried underground is no different from now. Therefore, the rotten corpse poison is not contagious, so there is no need to worry about animals and other animals spreading the infection.
Zhang Yang's figure was not very tall to begin with, so Ling Bing'er's clothes only made her chest look a little tight and loose, but she could barely get by.
When the two people left the house, they did not see the car of the man in black. It seemed that they had left long ago. When they arrived outside the village, the taxi was still parked there waiting.
The driver dozed in the car. After Zhang Yang opened the door, he woke up immediately. When he saw the two people, he was stunned for a moment, and then a complicated smile appeared on his face.
As a night-shift taxi driver, I have seen all kinds of unreliable things, including getting a little girl drunk to get a room, asking helpers to rape someone, and even renting a car with a machete to hack people...
But today, he opened his eyes to this matter. A man's wife was robbed, and now she has been snatched back.
He was wrapped in sheets, and his wife was wearing his clothes. Did someone do something to his wife? What happened to the person who robbed his wife?
His wife is indeed pretty, and her figure is hot enough, the driver glanced at Ling Bing'er in the rearview mirror, swallowed and thought.
Seeing Zhang Yang and the two of them getting into the car, they were speechless. The driver was too sensible to ask any more questions. He thought that his wife must be unhappy after being tormented like this. Don't ask more questions because the few big bills you saved will not be available.