Three hundred and seventieth chapters nightmare (twelve)
"Old Yang, please rest for a while, I'll have a chat with him." Seeing that Lin Feng had completely lost the ability to resist, I walked out from behind the puppet. After hearing my voice, Lin Feng raised his eyelids and looked
He glanced at me and said, "Are you going to humiliate me too? I should have just killed you two years ago..." Before he could say the next sentence, Yang Xiao had already stepped on the copper nail into a diagonal shape.
Knowing what kind of magic he had used, a faint wisp of black smoke came out of the wound punctured by the copper nail. The huge pain made Lin Feng's body arch up, and his wide-open eyes almost popped out of his orbits.
He opened his mouth but not a single word came out.
Yang Xiao lost some strength on his feet, looked at Lin Feng and said: "You are no longer the director of the polling bureau, so you have to be more polite when speaking. Also, remember to use honorifics..." After saying the last sentence
, Yang Xiao put more force on his feet. Lin Feng, who had just relaxed a little, arched his body again. This time he finally couldn't bear it anymore and said to me intermittently: "You... what do you want... to ask?"
At this time, Lin Feng's body also changed. His ashen complexion slowly began to regain a bit of flesh and blood, and blood flowed out from several wounds on his body. In short, Lin Feng became like a living person again.
I didn't pay attention to Lin Feng's change. I originally wanted to ask him about what happened two years ago, but when the words came to my lips, I suddenly thought about it and changed it to: "What's going on with Qiu Bulao? How did you let him drink it by himself?"
Is it sour?"
After gaining popularity, Lin Feng became even less resistant to pain. He almost shrank into a ball and said tremblingly: "He has a nine-year-old illegitimate son in my hands. I told Lao Qiu that their two surnames are Qiu."
He can only live one life, let him choose. Lao Qiu is a middle-aged son. This son is more precious than his life. You don’t need to guess what the result will be."
I had thought about this answer before, but I still asked a question: "What about Lao Qiu's son? Did you let him go?" Maybe because he was afraid of Yang Xiao's methods, Lin Feng didn't dare to tell lies to deceive me. He was a little weak.
Said: "It is impossible to keep him for revenge, I will eradicate it."
This is called a friend wearing a pair of pants. After listening to Lin Feng's words, I got angry for no reason. I pushed Yang Xiao away and stomped on the copper nails on Lin Feng's shoulders several times. Lin Feng screamed several times in succession, and his
His face kept switching between lifeless gray and pale, as if he was constantly shuttling between life and death.
After all, I had just woken up after being in a coma for two years, and these few kicks made me gasp for breath. After taking a breath, the breath still couldn't come out, so I stamped on the copper nails again, and then continued towards Lin Feng.
Said: "Aren't you and Lao Qiu good enough to wear the same pair of pants? Why did you kill him in the first place?"
At this time, Lin Feng's face was covered with blood and sweat. After he wailed, he looked at me feebly and said, "It's because he is so familiar with me that Qiu Bulao will guess my plan later. Send him away."
I have no choice but to do so.”
After listening to his explanation, I wanted to give him a few more kicks. Unexpectedly, I was stopped by Yang Xiao. He looked at me with a half-smile but said, "You calm down first, I suddenly remembered.
I have an interesting thing to ask Lin Feng."
Yang Xiao made a strange move. He did not pull me aside. Instead, he pushed me in front of the puppet intentionally or unintentionally. Then he turned to stare at Lin Feng but did not keep talking. In the end, it was Lin Feng who was looked at by him.
Feeling uncomfortable all over, I couldn't help but say first: "If you have any questions, just ask. As long as you're done, just give me a happy answer. I'll be grateful."
Yang Xiao looked at him with a faint smile and said: "You haven't said it clearly yet, so don't be so anxious to die." He laughed and continued: "I admit that I underestimated you a little. If it hadn't been for Chen Shen just now When I mentioned Qiu Bulao, I really thought you were unlucky and fell into the trap."
When Yang Xiao finished speaking these words, Lin Feng's expression had already solidified on his face. He met Yang Xiao's gaze, and when their eyes met, he could no longer see the desperate and desperate look in his eyes before. Instead, he It was a cold and biting gaze.
"I don't like the look in your eyes." When the words came out of his mouth, Yang Xiao flicked his right hand, and a copper nail was driven into Lin Feng's injured shoulder. The two copper nails were squeezed together, forcefully stretching the wound. Lin Feng couldn't pretend to be in pain. After he screamed, the expression on his face became ferocious due to the pain.
Taking advantage of this stall, I asked Yang Xiao: "Old Yang, what do you mean? Did Lin Feng get caught by us on purpose?"
Yang Xiao stared at Lin Feng and said to me: "Can you feel the puppets outside?"
The puppets outside... The Yin energy inside and outside the morgue was too strong, and I was a little confused with the auras of the puppets. Now that Yang Xiao reminded me, I discovered that the auras of the three puppets outside had disappeared at some point. There was an aura similar to the puppets. , appeared at the location where the puppet disappeared. The auras of the two are very similar. If Yang Xiao hadn't reminded me, I would have confused it with a puppet that disappeared.
I turned back to look at Yang Xiao. At this time, Yang Xiao was still staring at Lin Feng with a smile and said: "I didn't expect you to be so cruel and use yourself as bait. I calculated that we would definitely come down, so I waited here in advance. What a pity." , you didn’t expect to get your hands on those gadgets, did you?”
When Yang Xiao said the last few words, Lin Feng's skin instantly turned gray again. His legs suddenly jumped up and kicked Yang Xiao with barbs. At the same time, the puppet-like aura outside came out with Moving towards the morgue at an extremely fast speed.
In the morgue, just when Lin Feng was about to kick Yang Xiao in the abdomen, a pair of big hands suddenly grabbed Lin Feng's feet. The wooden stake-like puppet next to me finally moved. He grabbed his feet and pulled down hard, pulling Lin Feng down. It was torn off from the copper nail. A large piece of flesh and blood was removed from the copper nail, including the bones and skin.
Lin Feng had no room to fight back. The puppet grabbed his legs and threw him against the opposite wall. The moment Lin Feng was thrown away, Yang Xiao waved his right hand, and a copper nail was shot out, and it was nailed to Lin Feng's other side again. His shoulders pinned him firmly to the wall.
All this happened in a flash of lightning. While Lin Feng was hanging on the wall, a black figure broke into the morgue. He rushed straight towards Yang Xiao. The puppet took a step forward and hit the black figure diagonally.
"Bang!" With a sound, the black shadow was knocked back a few steps, and the puppet that hit the person was knocked out like a kite with a broken string. It was knocked seven or eight meters until it was blocked by the wall before falling down.
When the black shadow rushed into the morgue, I had already pointed my gun at him. I should have shot him before he was hit by the puppet. But just before shooting, I saw clearly Although I haven't seen this person for two years, I am not unfamiliar with the appearance of the black shadow. Moreover, he should have died the day before yesterday. I heard that he died after drinking magic acid that corroded his internal organs. This black shadow is Qiu, the director of the second room. Not old...
My mind went blank, I trembled involuntarily, and the gun almost fell from my hand. What was going on? The Qiu Bulao in front of me was lifeless. He was wearing a strange black robe, which made him
Her body was tightly covered, making her look weird.
The death aura exuding from Qiu Bulao's body is not much less than that of Lin Feng, but upon closer inspection, Qiu Bulao's eyes are as dull as a dead fish, and his movements are a bit rigid. If he wears a mask, he will have to behave in a similar way.
Yang Xiao's puppet is no different.
Just when I was hesitating whether to shoot, Qiu Bulao had already stopped his retreat and rushed towards Yang Xiao again.
After Yang Xiao saw clearly that the black figure was Qiu Bulao, he did not show a surprised expression like me. While Qiu Bulao rushed towards him, Yang Xiao turned his gaze behind him and looked at the man who was nailed to the wall.
Lin Feng shot out another copper nail. The copper nail was nailed into Lin Feng's mouth like lightning. Qiu Bulao, who had already rushed to Yang Xiao's side, stopped as if he was suddenly hit by a body-holding technique. Due to too much inertia,
Qiu Bulao fell to the ground maintaining the same posture at this moment.
After controlling the situation again, Yang Xiao turned to look at me and said, "Are you posing? Don't you really think that I borrowed Director Wu's pistol just to embolden you?" I then realized and
The muzzle of the gun that was still aimed at Qiu Bulao's head lowered.
Looking at Qiu Bulao who fell to the ground like a wooden sculpture, I still felt a little uncomfortable, so I said to Yang Xiao: "Lao Qiu is dead... right?" After hearing my words, Yang Xiao turned his attention to Nail.
Lin Feng, who was on the wall, said: "It's okay to die, but Director Lin is also worthy of his friends. He turned Lao Qiu into a ghost. I still remember the time when I used a train to transport souls to the gate of hell, and saw Min Tianyuan.
The dead ghost son? The principle is similar to that, except that Min Tianyuan’s dead ghost son is hidden in his father’s body and has his own behavioral consciousness. Lin Feng was a bit cruel and imprisoned Lao Qiu’s soul in his body during his lifetime.
There is no ideology here, and it’s like I control a puppet.”
I glanced at Yang Xiao and said, "Then what should Lao Qiu do? Like Min Tianyuan's son, be sent to hell to be reincarnated?"
"It's not that simple." When Yang Xiao said this, he glanced at Lin Feng, who was still nailed to the wall, and continued: "Although they are both practicing ghosts, Lao Qiu and Min Tianyuan's dead ghost son are not the same thing.
Lao Qiu's soul is connected with Lin Feng. If Lin Feng has two shortcomings, Lao Qiu's soul will be shattered and he will never be reincarnated."
After finishing speaking, Yang Xiao turned his face and looked at Lin Feng, who was still hanging on the wall, and said: "Director Lin, Lao Qiu probably lacked virtue in his last life, so he can make friends like you in this life. It doesn't matter if I give you my life.
You have to catch up with your soul. To be honest, if you meet Yang Jun today, your problem may be over. Yang Jun may not die, but he will definitely suffer a big loss. But if you meet me, it will be yours.
Bad luck, how about it, aren’t you going to say a few final words?”
When he finished speaking, Yang Xiao grabbed a handful in the direction of Lin Feng. The copper nail inserted in Lin Feng's mouth seemed to be sucked by a huge suction force, and flew back to Yang Xiao's hand with a "whoosh".
A stream of black blood spurted out like a blood arrow. However, after the blood arrow spurted out, only a small amount of black blood flowed down the corner of his mouth. It was not like the amount of bleeding that such an injury should have. And there was no sign of it.
Although Lin Feng looked a little sluggish, he was far from fatally injured.
Maybe it was because of the severe trauma to his mouth, but Yang Xiao's voice sounded very weird when he spoke. After spitting out a mouthful of blood, he looked up at Yang Xiao and said in a hoarse voice: "Anyway, it's like this now, Youqiu Bu Laodai. I won't lose if I support you. Yang Xiao, I am only one step away from putting you to death. Do you know what I was thinking before? Go to Qilin and capture the little girl who is just two years old. She is there. I have the Tianli Diagram in my hand and I will naturally ask you to get it for me. I will also give you a cup of magic acid. Tell me, will you drink it at that time or not? It’s a pity that the boy named Shen woke up too early and disrupted my mood. Plan. Otherwise, you would also be a refining ghost in my hands at this time."
"Hahahahahahaha" Unexpectedly, Yang Xiao laughed wildly after hearing this. After the laughter stopped, the expression on Yang Xiao's face became extremely serious. He gritted his teeth and said to Lin Feng: "Well said!" When the words fell, he held his hand in his hand. The copper nail was thrown at Lin Feng's head. He suddenly increased the force and could blow Lin Feng's head off just by hitting it.
The moment the copper nail was released, the temperature in the balance room suddenly dropped, and layers of white frost formed in the air. Then, there was a "dang" sound, and a spark flashed in front of Lin Feng. The thrown copper nail was blocked by something and bounced back towards Yang Xiao.
Yang Xiao didn't seem to see it, and let the copper nails hit him. When I wanted to pull him away, it was too late, so I could only watch the copper nails turning somersaults and hitting Yang Xiao's body. But the copper nails hit him. Yang Xiao didn't make any sound. It was like a river flowing into the sea, being sucked into Yang Xiao's body silently.
At this time, the white frost in front of Lin Feng slowly condensed into a figure. This figure formed a barrier in front of Yang Xiao.