I stretched out my hand to stop her, but the zombie's hand seemed to be stronger than before. It was probably because the man was afraid that my attempt to stay would make Wan Lin change her mind, so he was not even willing to give me a chance to say goodbye.
Wanlin raised her head, turned around, and left the house with the man without looking back. I didn't know what her expression was like when she was pressed to the ground. I could only stare at the trace left on the floor.
Strings of crystal tears.
"Damn it, Fatty, I'm still alive! Are you drafting it? Why are there so many of them!"
A familiar voice came. It seemed that the fat man had woken up. When he saw a group of zombies next to him, he was so frightened that he suddenly woke up.
He saw me pressed to the ground by a zombie again, and was afraid that I would be bitten, so he quickly picked up the mahogany sword that had been thrown aside and slashed at the zombie on me.
At this time, these zombies had lost the control of the man, and were completely like puppets with only preset programs. They did not respond to the fat man's attack at all, and were quickly interrupted on the ground.
The strange thing is that after the zombie was knocked away, I felt that my physical strength seemed to have recovered a little out of thin air. Not only could I speak, I could even squeeze out a few spells to release the spell.
I immediately jumped up, not caring what happened to Taozi, and rushed out to find Wanlin.
But that man and Wan Lin were like a drop of water falling into the sea, losing all traces that could be traced. Even if I used the Qi Catching Talisman to search for their breath within a few miles, there was no trace of them.
The fat man probably chopped down all the motionless zombies, and soon he chased me out and asked me what was going on and why Wanlin was missing.
After I briefly told him what happened, I ran out of the apartment to continue searching, but he stopped me: "Wanlin is far away from that person now. He must have some way to hide his whereabouts. We can't blindly mess around without clues."
Look for it, otherwise you will easily fall into a trap.”
Then he pointed to the room again and said with some worry:
"The ritual here on Taozi is still at the last step. Although the Yin fetus has been eliminated, we still need to gather Yang Qi to temper the blood throughout his body in order to completely eliminate the remaining Yin evil spirits that have been dispersed. We must not
Don't give up halfway, otherwise over time, Taozi's body will be very weak and her life span will be greatly reduced."
I calmed down and felt that what the fat man said was indeed reasonable, and I had no room to refute.
Although I was extremely worried about Wan Lin's situation, I still returned to the house and worked together with Fatty to push Tao Zi through the palace and temper her blood. Finally, we were done and we completely eliminated future troubles.
At this time, both of us were exhausted, lying on the ground like dead pigs, not wanting to move.
My mind kept replaying that final farewell, and every word Wan Lin said left a heavy blow on my heart, constantly echoing and knocking on my heart.
I finally realized for sure that I had feelings for Wanlin that were different from those between friends. Although I have never been in love, I am roughly sure that this is the love and attachment between men and women.
I suddenly thought of Lin Yue. She, like me, has been taught who her future spouse will be since she was a child. Neither of us has ever expressed any objection to this. We seem to think it is natural and there may be a trace of curious expectation in our hearts.
.
But after today, everything has changed. I know that the person who occupies a special place in my heart is Wan Lin, not Lin Yue. Am I sorry for her?
I shook my head, trying to get all this mess out of my mind. Wanlin was now in a difficult situation and had sacrificed herself to save me, but I was still here thinking about all of this.
When the fat man saw that I was extremely depressed, he comforted me: "Brother, don't blame yourself too much. Wanlin had no other choice in the situation at that time. That man always had the means to take her away, so Wanlin just chose
It’s just the most reasonable option under the circumstances.”
I know what he said is reasonable, and I also know that under the huge disparity between the enemy and ourselves, Wanlin's move was undoubtedly the best choice. At least each of us survived.
But when I think about the fact that she paid for her freedom, I can't help but complain from the bottom of my heart about my own weakness and recklessness. If I had been more careful, I would have taken the warning note seriously and made an illusion to respond to the enemy with all my strength.
, maybe the result will be completely different now.
Just when I was blaming myself, suddenly there were creaking footsteps in the corridor outside the door. My spirit was suddenly lifted, and I thought that it was Wan Lin or that man who was back.
The fat man also stood up alertly, holding the peach wood sword tightly in his hand. The two of us looked at each other and decided to be careful. If they really come back, the three of us can work together to create a turning point.
"Zi la..."
An unnatural and weird sound came, which made Fatty and I's sensitive nerves arouse. It felt like there were enemies everywhere.
Zhila! Zhila! Zhila!
That annoying sound like tearing paper kept resounding throughout the house, which made people feel a little creepy. It would have been fine if it were normal, but now the two of us together probably can't make a few talisman.
This overwhelming and strange offensive really made me feel uneasy.
"Fat man, do you smell anything burning?" I sniffed the air, and there was a faint smell of burning. Although it was still very light for the time being, it was gradually getting stronger.
"Smell of burnt? What's burnt? I don't... Why are my clothes on fire!" The fat man suddenly yelled, and I was startled by him. I quickly turned around and saw that the Taoist robe he was wearing was
At the hem of the long clothes, a ghostly yellow-green flame burned.
The appearance of this ball of fire feels so familiar. Isn't it exactly the move used by the mysterious man lurking behind the last time Fatty and I eliminated Taozi's vaginal fetus?
But that time I just lit the paper money candle. Unexpectedly, this time I directly stared at the fat man's clothes.
"Take off your robe quickly! If you get caught in the flames, you might be in trouble." I said quickly, but suddenly I felt a burning sensation on my sleeves.
I looked down and saw that strange green fire appeared on my sleeves at some point. It kept jumping and burning, and it was about to burn onto my shoulders in the blink of an eye.
The two of us didn't dare to waste a moment, so we hurriedly took off the robes we wore during the ritual and threw them in the same place. Unfortunately, my robe was newly purchased for this ritual, and it was scrapped after less than one wear.
The green fire continued to burn on the ground, and soon the Taoist robe was completely reduced to ashes. It did not spread on the ground, but floated slowly in the air, with tongues of fire radiating out, like a green firework.