Escape from the Ghost

The sun passed by in a flash, and now the sky is getting cloudy.A gust of wind blew, and a few broken leaves fluttered and fell to the ground.

Song Yi, Li Zhaoling, and Xia Houyong ran fast on the path, and stopped slowly when they were approaching the villa.

Li Zhaoling stepped forward, took Song Yi's cold hand and said, "Don't be afraid, just hide behind me for a while."

Song Yi's face was pale, and he tugged on Li Zhaoling's sleeve tightly, and asked guiltily, "He...will he die?"

Li Zhaoling looked at him and said word by word: "Song Yi, you are not a saint."

Song Yi frowned, suddenly felt a chill in his palms, and looked down, Baipi appeared with a faint red light.After getting along with each other for a period of time, Song Yi's ghostly aura all over this knife made|taught|taught him to become even more hostile.

Song Yi said in a deep voice: "Looking at it this way, he should still be inside..."

"Um……"

Song Yi clenched Baipi tightly, a yellow light in his eyes suddenly became sharp, and said, "Don't worry about me."

Li Zhaoling turned his head, startled by his murderous look, a flash of lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating half of Song Yi's face, and in an instant, the shadow of that person seemed to appear on him.

boom--

There was another thunder, and the dark clouds gradually gathered, and all the light between the sky and the earth suddenly lost, and the entire sky was pressed heavily on the ground like a black net.

Xia Houyong narrowed his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "I don't think it's right. You see, the black air has started to spread, and they are walking towards the villa, so...the sky is not dark clouds, but..."

"Ghostly."

As soon as Li Zhaoling finished speaking, the double doors of the villa were blown open by the wind. A man in a black windbreaker stood at the door, pulled down the brim of his hat, shrunk his neck and stared quietly.Immediately aware of the strangeness in the air, it turned into a cloud of black mist and dispersed outward.

Li Zhaoling jumped up and summoned the Zhantian Halberd to strike the sky. The white light beam cut a huge crack in the black mist, and a white light burst out in the air, but the next moment, the crack merged into a stream and flew to the other side of the road. go.Xia Houyong followed Hei Wu and grabbed it with his bare hands. The black mist was immediately pulled back and hit the ground. It merged with the ground in an instant, and rushed towards Song Yi with a blue-purple light.Song Yi retreated step by step, raised Baipi and stuck it on the ground.

The ground split into pieces in an instant, and the two beams of light collided with each other at the joint between the knife gap and the ground. The black mist rushed up Song Yi's arm along the Baipi, and accompanied by low-pitched roars, Song Yi maintained his half-kneeling movement. As he moved, the red light on the dagger became more dazzling.

"Forehead--"

After another roar, the black mist finally couldn't hold it anymore, fell to the ground and turned into a human form, shook his body in pain, and slashed at Song Yi with his palm.

"Song Yi!" Li Zhaoling shouted and rushed towards him.

The palm wind on Song Yi's forehead suddenly stopped. He had been frightened for a long time. He raised his head suddenly and found that the man in black had separated from the black mist at some point. Group of black air.

Song Yi hesitated for a moment, and stabbed at the man with the knife. The man retreated in a hurry, but met Li Zhaoling's Zhan Tianji.Xia Houyong shouted: "Don't kill him..."

Li Zhaoling turned slightly to the side of the blade, and the man bent down, dodging in an extremely strange way, and easily dodged Li Zhaoling's fatal blow.

The melodious flute sounded suddenly, and the blue light on the man's body became brighter and brighter. He stretched out his right hand, and the ball of light gathered the black mist, piercing people's eyes.

The next moment, the ball of light exploded. When everyone opened their eyes, the man in black had disappeared without a trace.

Xia Houyong asked nervously, "What's going on?"

Li Zhaoling stared blankly at the horizon and said, "Someone helped him escape."

Xia Houyong said, "Just now, was that a ghost or a human being?"

"It's a human." Song Yi raised his hand, the blade was stained with dark red blood.

Li Zhaoling took away the Zhantian Halberd, touched the blade with his fingertips, put it in front of his nose and smelled it, and said, "It's indeed human blood, but it doesn't smell like a living person..."

Xia Houyong hesitated: "A puppet whose soul has been taken away?"

Li Zhaoling nodded, turned to look at the open door of the villa, and said, "Song Yi, you go back to school first."

Song Yi frowned, looked at Li Zhaoling, hesitated, and nodded.

He put away Baibi and was about to leave when Li Zhaoling instructed, "Go home directly, don't go anywhere."

"Um……"

Watching Song Yi walk away, Li Zhaoling waved his right hand, and the whole villa was covered with bright white light.The black air on the roof gradually dissipated, and as soon as he entered the house, the two doors were shut tightly with a whistling sound.

The living room was closed with blackout curtains, and it was so dark that it was impossible to see anything clearly.Fresh blood rushed in, filling the entire nasal cavity. Xia Houyong turned on the light, and the whole hall was still very tidy, and there was no expected blood in the room.

Xia Houyong asked puzzledly: "Strange? There is no blood... Where did such a strong smell come from?" Just as he was about to move forward, Li Zhaoling grabbed his arm and pointed to the ground. Twist.

A large piece of blood flowed along the back of the sofa to the door, and half of a blood-stained arm could be vaguely seen hanging from the armrest of the sofa.

Li Zhaoling and Xia Houyong approached carefully, and saw Wu Jingfang kneeling on the ground facing the wall behind the sofa.A few pages of paper were thrown in the only open space next to him. Li Zhaoling walked over and squatted on the ground to take a serious look.

Xia Houyong asked, "What is it?"

Li Zhaoling said indifferently: "In the suicide note, he said that he was short of public funds, evaded taxes, and illegally manipulated the stock market."

He looked towards the wall in the direction where the corpse was kneeling, and there was a small Wei script-"Wu" written in blood on the place facing his face.

Xia Houyong stepped forward, examined the corpse carefully and said, "The cause of death is the same as the previous case. A dagger was stabbed straight into the heart, and the wrist was cut before death. From this point of view, it should be the second sacrifice of the blood sacrifice."

Li Zhaoling stood up and asked, "Have you gone to find Zhao You?"

Xia Houyong's face changed slightly, and he said, "I found... I found it. He told me that the steps for the blood sacrifice itself are complicated, and all the sacrifices need to be collected in a short time."

Li Zhaoling looked at Xia Houyong and asked, "How many do you think there should be?"

Xia Houyong hesitated for a moment, but didn't speak right away.

Li Zhaoling lowered his head slightly, looked at the blood writing on the wall and said, "Do you think the man in the black windbreaker's moves are familiar? Xia Houyong, you trained these soldiers, you should know better than me."

Xia Houyong's expression darkened and he said, "First it was 'Zhang', and now it's 'Wu'. The five generals already have two surnames. Do you need to ask? It's just... I don't know who the old man in black is." ?”

Li Zhaoling sighed and said, "No matter who it is, it will be very difficult to stop them. They are coming back, and in such a tragic way."

Xia Houyong clenched his fists and said, "If the resurrection is at the cost of plundering other people's lives, then... what's the point of being alive?"

"But...do you have the heart? They are all your brothers, and..." Li Zhaoling paused and said, "How did the fifth general ambush him? I don't think I have ever heard you and Su Ningzi talk about it."

Xia Houyong bit his lower lip, and said word by word: "It's me...my fault..." He fell silent, not knowing how to continue.

"Needless to say." Li Zhaoling approached Xia Houyong, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "I don't intend to ask, judging from the choice, both Zhang Yanqing and Wu Jingfang seem to be related to the project of Anjia Real Estate. I think you You should find out what's going on? The choice of the sacrifice was not accidental. Looking at it this way, do you think the next one will be..."

"Duan Qi?"

Li Zhaoling nodded and said, "Apart from Zhang Xun and Wu Guangxin whose surnames have 'Zhang' and 'Wu', there are Duan Fuzun, Chen Shang, and Wang Xin."

Xia Houyong said: "The next person will definitely be selected from these three surnames, so we must catch him before the next action."

As soon as Song Yi got into the taxi, he felt sleepy. He leaned against the window in the back seat of the car and fell asleep in a daze.

In the dream, he became the same as when he was a child again, and a gentle woman's voice surrounded his ears: "Xiaoyi, mom is here, come and find mom!"

The tables, chairs and benches all around were glowing with a faint yellow halo, and they were curved in front of the fence.Song Yi took small steps, stood on tiptoe and unscrewed the doorknob of the bedroom, but what he saw was bright blood and disgusting scarlet.

A voice suddenly sounded: "Go! Embrace death? Do you dare?"

"Hello, I've arrived at Mucheng University, is this the door?"

Song Yi suddenly opened his eyes, sat up with a jolt, and wiped the sweat off his head with his hand.He took a breath, his face was pale, and he didn't lose his mind for a long time.

The driver brother thought he didn't hear, so he asked again with an emphatic tone, "Is this the door?"

"Um……"

This meeting was just after class, and students poured out of the school gate in an endless stream.

Song Yi looked out the window, nodded embarrassingly, and quickly paid to get out of the car.He suddenly remembered what Li Zhaoling told him to go home directly, so he glanced regretfully at the taxi that had already driven away.

When I got on the bus, I casually said "Mucheng University" and fell asleep at the end. I knew that I should stop directly at the gate of Jingtaiyuan.

He sighed, and walked towards the community listlessly. As soon as he lifted his foot, he heard someone calling him from behind.

"Song translation—"

Song Yi turned around and saw the wind blowing under Mu An's feet, striding towards him with a menacing look, as if afraid that he would run away.Mu An looked up with a smile on his face and said, "I just thought I should treat you to a meal to thank you? But I just happened to meet. We are really destined. This is a serious meal. Don't say you have an appointment."

As the saying goes, if you don’t hit a smiling face with your hands, Mu An’s words are just right, and the enthusiasm is very natural. Song Yi was thinking about how to refuse, and Mu An hurriedly added: "It’s just a simple meal, otherwise I always feel that I owe you in my heart." What? The restaurant is right in front, classmate...you don't want to reject me all of this, do you?"

Song Yi still wanted to evade, but Mu An's tone was really used to the textbook-level politeness in the world, and it was too ugly to refuse.Coupled with Li Zhaoling's past reactions, Song Yi is indeed a little interested in this person in front of him.No matter what kind of monsters and ghosts he is, it is impossible for him not to eat and eat me?

Song Yi smiled and said, "Okay. But... I only eat in the cafeteria."

There was light in Mu An's eyes, and he said politely, "Okay, I have the final say on which cafeteria to go to."

Song Yi nodded.

Mu Da's rice has always been as famous as Mu Da's handsome guys, because nine out of ten beauties in the school all fall into the rice.Although it was on campus, Mu An tried his best to choose a place that could filter out most of the crowds based on the price. Song Yi didn't want to waste time, so he didn't show politeness to him, and ordered a few random dishes and gave the order to the waiter.

Mu An carefully rewashed the bowls and chopsticks with white water, handed them to Song Yi and said, "It seems that you are always walking alone, and you seem to be reluctant to get in touch with the students in the class."

Song Yi smiled and said, "Are you paying attention to me?"

Mu An blunted his hands, put the chopsticks on Song Yi's plate, and said honestly, "Yes."

Such a direct answer surprised Song Yi a little. He originally just wanted to test it out, but he didn't expect Mu An to answer so readily.

The pale yellow eyes wandered in the dark restaurant, and the light above the head refracted and hit Song Yi's face, making the eyes deeper.At such a scene, Mu An couldn't help but look twice more, and couldn't help but feel distracted. It was like this in his memory, one table, two people.

Seeing his dazed look, Song Yi asked, "Why?"

"???"

Song Yi emphasized his tone and repeated: "Why do you pay attention to me?"

Mu An stared into Song Yi's eyes without moving, and said, "Because you... are like my brother."

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