Escape from the Ghost

At midnight, the bar was brightly lit, and a black shadow passed by. The manager who was originally hiding in the corner and kissing a red-haired girl in a mini leather skirt so desperately was pulled back by his hair.

"Oh shit! You..." As soon as the manager stretched out a punch, the whole fist was clenched, like catching a chick, he pulled it over the collar and pushed it directly into the compartment of the stairs.

"I'm looking for Zhao You."

The manager's back was slammed against the wall, and when he heard that this person was begging him for something, he immediately withdrew his frightened expression, straightened his clothes with his head held high, and said, "Who are you? , do you have eyesight? Can't you see that I'm busy?"

Xia Houyong didn't pick up his words, took out his ID and threw it directly in his face, saying, "I know Zhao You is not here, let me ask you, did Zhao You leave anything behind when he left?"

The manager's eyes flickered, looked at Xia Houyong and suddenly came back to his senses, and said: "I recognize you, you are the one who came to look for Chen Wei last time, and later beat me to my knees in order to chase Zhao You! Are you a policeman? Lah! Last time the surveillance of the incident was all filmed, I didn’t complain to you, you should burn high incense, okay? Oops...you...what do you want..."

Xia Houyong forced him to turn around, and directly pressed him against the wall, his face was pressed against the cold wall, his facial features were deformed and he yelled "Ouch, Ouch".

Xia Houyong asked in a low voice, "Did he leave anything for you to pass on to others?"

"Yes... yes... let go first."

Xia Houyong frowned, and finally let go of his hand, looking sharply at the person in front of him,

The manager rubbed his shoulders, gritted his teeth and said to Xia Houyong, "Come with me."

Xia Houyong followed the manager, turned a corner and went up to the second floor.The bar manager pushed open the door of the first room, the room smelled of alcohol, men and women hugged each other drunkenly and spread out on the sofa, in the middle of the dance floor, neon lights flickered, covered with a pair of ecstasy writhing Xia Houyong glanced at him suspiciously.

The bar manager went to the karaoke station, turned off the music, took the microphone from the hands of the people around him, and shouted: "Be quiet!"

Then everyone woke up from the excitement in the darkness, pointed at the bar manager and said, "Hey! Leader, what are you doing!"

"It's...that's..."

It seems to be the place of the bar's own people.

The manager pointed at Xia Houyong and said, "If you want something, you can! After drinking all the 24 bottles of beer on the table, I'll give you something." As soon as he finished speaking, the place heated up immediately.

Everyone whistled, applauded and looked at the door, saying, "24 bottles!"

"Yes! Brother, which of our girls do you like?"

Xia Houyong clenched his hands tightly, and a thought flashed through his mind, walking from here to the karaoke stand, taking that guy out and beating him down, it would take at most a minute.

The bar manager saw that Xia Houyong's expression was not good, and immediately said loudly: "Brother policeman, please don't misunderstand me. It's not that I deliberately made things difficult for you. It was Zhao You who said it himself. No matter who comes to pick up things, as long as they have a beard, You have to finish your drink before taking it."

As soon as everyone heard that Xia Houyong was a policeman, they didn't dare to make noise anymore. They quietly stepped aside and secretly sweated for the leader. Everyone, look at me and I look at you. They all remember being frequently inspected by the police for a while. , but the first trash can that the leader took the lead in jumping.

Hearing Zhao You's name, Xia Houyong's eyes finally softened a little.

He strode to the table, picked up an iron bucket containing ice cubes, poured out the ice cubes with his backhand, took a bottle of wine in each hand, opened the cap of the bottle with his bare hands, and poured it into the bucket.Under the lights, his brows were firm and low, a loose windbreaker set off his burly figure, and his bearded face seemed to be full of vicissitudes of beauty, which made everyone on the scene dumbfounded.

A barrel of four bottles of wine lowered its head without any pause. Under the attention of everyone, it took only 10 minutes, after six rounds, Xia Houyong put the iron barrel firmly on the coffee table, and the bar manager shook his head to regain consciousness Come over and say in a hurry: "Okay...okay, I'll take you there now."

As soon as Xia Houyong went out, he heard a burst of applause and cheers from the room, but when it fell on his ears, he always felt that it was so far away, and the yellowish lights dangled on the shoulders of the people in front, gradually bringing double shadows , he stretched out his hand to support the wall, and followed into the backstage on the first floor of the bar.

Pointing to the locker, the bar manager put down a key the size of a thumb, and said, "If you have a chance to meet Zhao You, tell him for me that this bar is not big, but as long as I'm still working here, I will always reserve a seat for him."

Xia Houyong watched as he left the compartment and opened the cabinet door. There was only a black paper bag in the empty cabinet.

He put the paper bag in his arms, went out the side door lightly, and entered the back alley,

The alley was very deep, and several street lamps were lit, smeared with hazy light. Xia Houyong's footsteps became lighter and lighter, but his head became heavier and heavier.I remember that when I met Zhao You at that time, they had an inexplicable fight. Now that I think about it, every time we meet, we spend it in a noisy way, why can’t we just say a few words, and it’s hard to say what’s on our minds , but still miss and regret.

Leaning his back against the telephone pole, his eyes turned red unconsciously. He took out the bag in his arms and turned on the light. There was an amphora in it, which was exactly the same as the one on his desk.

this is……

Xia Houyong held the jug thoughtfully, and his thoughts went back to the night of Zhao You's 16th birthday. On that day, Zhao You stayed up late at night, took him into the kitchen secretly, and secretly filled a whole jug of wine.The two sat on the roof of the General's Mansion, Zhao You complained to him while drinking: "Brother Xiahou, look, this pot is not big, don't grab it from me."

At that time, Xia Houyong had already entered the barracks, so he was naturally used to drinking wine, but for some reason, snatching it from Zhao You always had a special taste, and in the end, Zhao You went to the kitchen three times with an unhappy face.

The two were lying drunk in the woods in the backyard, Xia Houyong snatched the bottle and drank the last sip, Zhao You anxiously lay on top of him, and finally caught up, when their eyes met, the two of them blushed at the same time.

In a daze, Xia Houyong saw that Zhao You's eyes were shining brightly, like stars, twinkling and twinkling very beautifully.

Zhao You unsteadily got up from Xia Houyong's body, and stammered, "It's just... just an amphora, I'll just give it to you..." He was about to leave after he finished speaking, but Xia Houyong somehow stopped him. He, however, has not spoken.

Zhao You turned around, put his hand on Xiahouyong's face and gestured, saying every word: "Xiahouyong, the distance between the ears is very short, and with one palm, you can see the whole world." He put down his hand, Looking at Xia Houyong, he reached out and patted his forehead.

Xia Houyong let out an "Ouch" in pain, and couldn't find anyone anymore.

That night, there were no stars, but there were a pair of eyes more beautiful than stars.It's been a long time, how can I even forget these...

Xia Houyong leaned against the telegraph pole, uttered an "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

Unexpectedly, this bastard secretly made another one himself, which happened to be a pair with the one given to him.

He shook the jug, and there seemed to be a few pills shaking in the jug, he uncorked the cork, felt along the mouth of the bottle, and took out a note, which read: Song Jiajun, the Battle of Shilipo, Kill 5 enemies.

Xia Houyong thought, why did Zhao You leave such a message about the surrender.

He put away the bottle, put it in the bag, still put it in his arms carefully, and walked towards Su Ningzi's small courtyard.

The small courtyard was empty. Once Xia Houyong entered the courtyard, he walked around twice, but found no one.Did something happen?But why was Li Zhaoling still lying on the bed? He entered the bedroom, sat by the bed, and looked at the person on the bed thoughtfully.

Xia Houyong took out the bag from his bosom, read the note Zhao You left him over and over again, and when he raised his head and saw Li Zhaoling, he suddenly seemed to understand something.

In the battle of killing and surrendering many years ago, they had joined hands to rescue Li Zhaoling.

He shook the bottle, poured out the pills in the bottle, stuffed it into Li Zhaoling's mouth, pushed up his chin, saw his throat move, then looked away, and looked affectionately at the ear pot in his hand.

Song Yi followed Su Ningzi, walked through the long corridor, the cool air passed through the hall, rubbed against his face, and fell on the golden armor and Zhan Tianji even more bleakly.

The sound of footsteps echoed in the empty corridor, making it particularly loud.At the end of the road is a double solid wood gate. The lion head on the knocker shows a ferocious face, and it feels cold to the touch. Su Ningzi picks up the knocker and drops it. After two crisp sounds, the door slowly opens from the outside to the inside, with a melodious sound. The piccolo sounded suddenly, with a melodious and bleak tune, until the door was fully opened.

The solemnity and loneliness of 3000 years are integrated in the ancient city, and the drums are loudly beat on the tall battle platform.

dong dong dong ——

There was a mahogany couch on the top of the battle platform, Song Qingzhi was reclining on the couch in a plain gauze dress, and a crystal coffin stood in the center of the battle platform.Inside the coffin, Song Mu was wearing a martial robe, his face was still shiny and ruddy.

Next to the crystal coffin, near the wooden couch, stood a marble pillar carved with dragons. At the bottom of the pillar, Zhao You was bound by iron chains and tied to the pillar, with his head bowed and falling into a coma.

Song Yi saw Zhao You and asked, "What did you do to him?"

Song Qingzhi played with the white jade piccolo with red tassels in his hand, and snapped his fingers, Zhao You immediately raised his head, looking at Song Yi with stiff eyes.Song Qingzhi said faintly: "Thanks to him, I saved myself from wasting money on the Zhan Tianji's seal. Unexpectedly, he dragged a half-disabled body, and he was still overwhelmed."

Song Qingzhi stood up, walked in front of Zhao You, and patted his face, Zhao You still stood dumbfounded and indifferent.Song Qingzhi raised her eyebrows in satisfaction, and said, "Having hidden my eldest brother's body for so many years, it's considered a kindness not to take his life right away."

Su Ningzi said coldly, "Don't touch him."

Song Qingzhi put down his hands with a sneer, walked towards Su Ningzi and Song Yi, and said, "Why, this is not easy to see? Four ministers and five generals are all useless in the final analysis, guarding Chen Zhima to rot Guzi's nonsense, I don't want to live a good life, and I don't want others to try to be at ease."

There was obvious anger in Su Ningzi's eyes, and she said, "I brought the person, what should I do next?"

"Yes!" Song Qingzhi said falsely, "I really should fight. Of course, such a rare opportunity must be busy with business first."

He walked up to Song Yi, took the burden on his shoulders, and opened it carefully.As soon as the cloth bag was opened, it immediately emitted a dazzling golden light, illuminating the entire high platform.Holding the golden armor in both hands, he stood up, held it in front of Su Ningzi, and said, "Help him put it on."

Su Ningzi stretched out her hand tremblingly to take the golden armor, and said, "Should I change it?"

Song Qingzhi raised the corners of his mouth and said, "It was something you were used to doing before, why are you hesitating now?" He leaned closer to Su Ningzi, and said with a smile, "Just take it as my reward for helping me collect Yang blood and refine it." undead."

After hearing this, Su Ningzi's expression, which still had a hint of surprise just now, froze immediately.Pushed by one of Song Qing, she staggered and bumped into Song Yi.She lowered her head, not daring to look at Song Yi's expression, and walked around him to the crystal coffin.

Song Yi grabbed Su Ningzi's hand and said stubbornly, "I'll help you."

"No... no need."

"I'll help you."

After Song Yi finished speaking, he followed Su Ningzi, and he helped Song Muzhi to sit up.Originally, he thought that Song Muzhi's stature was strong, but he didn't expect that his body would be as soft as a ball of cotton.

Su Ningzi buckled the golden armor directly outside the dark red martial robe, and tied the last strap on the shoulder. Song Muzhi's whole body was dyed with a soft light, and Su Ningzi fell off when she looked at it. shed tears.

Song Qingzhi approached the crystal coffin, leaned over and touched Song Muzhi's face, his fingers went all the way down, and when he reached the slightly blackened arrow hole in his chest, he finally stopped and began to tremble involuntarily.

3000 years ago, he personally sent Song Muzhi to a dead end.Since then, every day and night, his heart has been spent in the long struggle.

He advised Mu Yi, and in just three years, he sent Gao Zun to the end of subjugation and suicide.After the fall of the Northern Wei Dynasty, he returned to Mucheng, played a piccolo, and took his own life with his own hands.

Who knows, he wanted to die but couldn't. This must be God's punishment for him. For 3000 years, the rest of his life was nestled in the endless darkness of ignorance, enjoying the torment of eternal life, but today, everything is coming to an end.

Yeah, it's all over.

Su Ningzi wiped away her tears and said, "What's next? What should I do?"

Song Qingzhi picked up the Zhantian Halberd, stroked Su Ningzi's hand, and put the Zhantian Halberd in her palm. The moment her skin touched, the icy cold feeling made Su Ningzi wake up a lot.

He pointed to Song Yi's heart and said, "Put it in, and he... will come back."