Doom Talisman

"Hundred feasts live up to the reputation, this is too delicious." Cheng Weixin hiccupped, and sat on the seat with a fork to pick up a few pieces of sweet fruit to digest.

They already knew that the young owner of the Hundred Years Banquet was sitting at the table, so they ordered a table of dishes with a little restraint.

Liu Yi's stomach was already round, but he finally stuffed a large piece of beef tendon into his mouth and ate it: "If I eat like this every day, I won't get tired of it."

Qin Ke picked peppercorns out of the dish with chopsticks, and said slowly, "Even if you eat it every day from today, and eat it in different ways, you may not get tired of eating it."

This sentence attracted several people to look at him.

Liu Yi hesitated and asked, "You mean He Shen's family has a lot of dishes?"

Qin Ke felt a little ashamed when he was stared at: "Damn, don't look at me." He put down the chopsticks, his expression was very distressed, and finally he was about to smash the jar, "You all feel it more or less?"

He paid special attention to He Jing's expression: "Maybe the exact news hasn't been released yet, but the situation is getting more and more serious. Whether the government can control it, even... even I am a little worried." Even if he changed his words in time , he almost said, must be a high-ranking cadre in his family.

He Jing half-closed his eyes, on the surface he seemed to be dozing off, but in reality he was hurrying to breathe.It may be that the beautiful mountains and rivers nourish the living beings, and the aura of this lakeside is much stronger than other places.

Of course, He Jing also listened to Qin Ke's conversation.

"Well, my family lives in the compound of the military region, so it must be safer than yours, so...you should take extra care." Qin Ke looked at the time, picked up the backpack from the back of the chair, and put it on his back, "My dad The person sent to pick me up should be here soon, I have to go. I hope everyone will meet again in peace in the new semester next year."

He patted the shoulders of several people in turn.

Liu Yi almost burst into tears: "Qin Ke, you are a stinking shameless person. You usually don't show off the mountains and don't show the water. You really have a set of tricks when you talk about nasty things. Don't we have a dormitory group, so we keep in touch after we go back to each house. The compound of the military region is amazing, I installed a big iron gate at the door of my house, and I stocked up on food for a year, I don’t believe it, it’s worse than you.”

Cheng Weixin also patted Qin Ke on the shoulder, then scratched his head: "Then I have to make some preparations at home, as Liu Yi said, I think your idea is very reliable."

Liu Yi scolded with a smile: "Fuck off, plagiarize ideas!"

Seeing that they had finished speaking, He Jing took out another handful of talismans and divided them among them.

Qin Ke immediately filled his eyes with joy: "Thank you God."

He Jing thought for a while, and then told a few people: "Wear this thing on your body and don't leave it. If there is an evil spirit close to you, the spell will spontaneously ignite, and it can block it at a critical moment." He doesn't expect others to take his words as his own. The golden commandment, "Believe it or not."

Qin Ke hurriedly replied: "Anyway, I believe it!"

Of course, Liu Yicheng Weixin put away the previous few photos with great care.

After the four of them bid farewell at the entrance of the Baizhong Banquet, He Jing turned around and saw a tightly wrapped person flashing past the corner.

He always felt that the figure of that person was somewhat familiar.

But soon he had no extra thoughts to care about others.When He Zhongzhe got out of the car, he blew his beard and stared:

"I thought you would never step into the Hundred Feast in your life. The wings are so hard, so let me ask you where to fly."

This old man, as always, was not as good as he was, and he spoke mercilessly.For his son, whom he hadn't seen for more than half a year, his idea was to deter him. Without deterrence, he would invite rebellion.

In the past, He Jing was the kind who became more rebellious as he became more intimidated, but now he doesn't.

"It's at least two hours from the main store, Dad, have you eaten yet?"

He Zhongzhe's direction towards the gate did not change, and his footsteps did not stop, but because of a simple "Have you eaten?", his steps became chaotic.

You brat, you're starting to learn how to talk smartly.

The branch manager who came down to greet him was of course very winkful: "Everything is ready, ready, Mr. He and the young master, you can take your seat right away."

After the old man ate and criticized a lot while eating at the dinner table, he slowly softened his words:

"You are more sensible than before. The chef here is still not good enough. The pigeon is not tasty, and the heat of the duck feet stew is not appropriate. When you get home, I will cook it myself, so you can taste it Authentic hundred heavy banquet."

He Jing had already eaten, and now he was eating with He Zhongzhe, only holding a few chopsticks.Wen Yan took a deep look at the person opposite: "Okay, Dad."

He Zhongzhe was even happier: "Hey. Your brother is not as lucky as you. When you were a child, I made you whatever you wanted to eat." After speaking solemnly, there were only father and son here, and he confided a little bit of his heart, "Xiaojing, you You must know that your younger brother and your Aunt Liang, one is a concubine and the other is a second son, they are not as good as you. In the future, my hundred feasts will only be left to you alone, do you understand?"

Of course, He Jing felt touched by these words. As a son of man, who wouldn't want his father to value him?For a long time, what He Jing felt most was that he was unwilling to be reconciled to his mother.

But at this moment, he felt absurd and couldn't laugh or cry: the old man really lived up to his old and stubborn name, and it was thanks to him that he could figure out Xu Xian and the bastard.The family has no throne to inherit.

After the father and son had dinner, He Jing finally proposed a purpose for his appointment with Father He:

"Dad, you have the key to my mother's old house in Fengyang, right? Can you lend me it?"

When He Zhongzhe heard this, he was instantly angry and hated: "What do you mean, you are playing with me." He clearly said that he would go home for the New Year this year, but he turned around and asked for the keys to his hometown.

He Jing rubbed his nose: "It's nothing. I just want to go back to my mother's hometown and get something."

He Zhongzhe didn't believe him: "There is almost nothing left there, everything has been moved to your usual place. What are you going to get, it's in a remote village." Ever since He's father remarried, He Jing lived with them for a few years, She moved to an apartment under He's mother's name, and went back there during the holidays.

I want the key to the old house, of course, to go to the adventure.For the past few days, his mind has been hanging there, and he hasn't got it for a moment, and his heart has been hanging there.

He Jing lowered his eyes, and his low voice was full of nostalgia: "I want to go back to my mother's hometown. I still remember when I was young, the children in the village would gather together to watch shadow puppets during the Chinese New Year. The window grilles cut by my mother are the most beautiful. On the big windows of our house, everyone is very envious." Speaking of which, He Jing really picked up many forgotten things in childhood, such as the taste of the year when he was a child, the paper kites made by his grandfather, and his friendly and friendly partners .

He Zhongzhe also fell into some memories, and he sighed: "You were only five or six years old at that time, and you were a little short. I already had a house in the city, and the store was initially opened. Your grandpa was a stubborn man. Temper, life and death do not want to move here. When he was still there, you would go back there every winter vacation to celebrate the New Year. "

He Jing nodded, and suddenly had a bold idea in his heart. He looked at his still healthy old father: "Dad, otherwise, we will go to Fengyang to celebrate the New Year together this year."

The more I thought about this idea, the more reliable it became. Fengyang is remote, with a small population, abundant food and crops, and the house is made of rock walls as thick as a palm. In the apocalypse, it is an excellent refuge.

If He Zhongzhe hadn't seen his son so handsome and so similar to him, he would have wished to slap him on the head: "Your family's property was brought by a strong wind, let me leave these things and mess with you!?"

He Jing knew that this matter would be difficult: "Then you give me the key first." The large iron gate made of antiques in the village is really not easy to force open.

Of course He Zhongzhe refused: "No way."

He Jing Su Rong: "All right."

He stood up, walked out of the dining area, and waved for a manager.

The manager is of course on call.

Soon, He Jing got a piece of news from the manager: two employees of Baizhong Banquet disappeared yesterday.

"Dad, believe it or not, someone will go missing tomorrow?"

He Zhongzhe immediately expressed his disbelief, and the next day, reality slapped him hard in the face.

At this time, there are still seven days before the doomsday eruption.

When the father and son met in the cafeteria on the first floor of the hotel, He Zhongzhe had a dark face: "I just received a call, and another employee was absent from work for no reason during working hours. This time, it's all right. There are four of them, and one of them is the service manager." .” He was furious, “This is ignoring the company’s laws and regulations, and they all want to lose their jobs.”

While listening to his complaints, He Jing chose his favorite food from the dining cabinet.The employees of Baizhongyan have a lot of housing subsidies every month, and they can't contact anyone. It may be that they have been attacked, or they may have turned into evil things in their own houses.

He Zhongzhe also took a plate to pick up things, and when he stretched out his hand, he saw the yellow talisman triangle on his wrist threaded with red string.Although it was a peace talisman given to him by his son with good intentions, this appearance was really unbearable.

Just after shaking for a while, another call came.

He Zhongzhe's face turned pale when he heard the back: "Okay, okay, everyone, I don't want to do it anymore!"

He Jing added a piece of deliciously roasted beef eye to his dinner plate, and asked, "How many more?"

He Zhongzhe: "Today, there are a total of nine." He couldn't believe the number when he said it himself, trembling with anger, "How could it be? How could it be possible? There are still more than ten years old employees, Is it collective evil?"

He Jing agreed in a tone of voice: "That's right, it's evil." He tapped the evil spirit talisman on He Zhongzhe's wrist, "Let's have breakfast first."

He Zhongzhe finally found that his son seemed a little different, but he seemed to be the same as before.

Still such a smart look, but it seems a little unpredictable.

After breakfast.

"You mean, there are evil things? Those employees have become evil things?" He Zhongzhe couldn't believe his ears, "Xiao Jing, you also practice this feudal superstition?"

He Jing nodded: "I can't help but I don't believe it." He pointed at a middle-aged man sitting in the corner of the cafeteria. He came in for more than ten minutes, and only took a piece of whole wheat bread on the dinner plate, and he hasn't eaten it until now. With his head down, his whole body trembling slightly, "Dad, that man is a living example."

He Zhongzhe then looked over, obviously feeling something was wrong.

This Xinhuo Hotel is an old partner of Baijiayan for nearly ten years, and it is also close to the lakeside.Because of the first-class quality, he usually chooses to stay here for one night every time he inspects branches in various places.Of course, I also know the consumer groups that this hotel is aimed at.

The black rice-lined cap on the middle-aged man's head was buttoned crookedly, and he didn't know if he was in a hurry to put it on. There was more than one wrong button on the coat, and even the shoes... He Zhongzhe had good eyesight: It's reversed."

He Jing: "There are other things, can Dad see it?"

He Zhongzhe glared at him: "What's so interesting about this?" He made a gesture and tapped his temple, "Maybe it doesn't work well here, so there's nothing to make a fuss about."

He Jing shook his head: "I don't think so." He stared into He's father's eyes, "Dad, do you believe that the world we live in is changing every day, and the enemy is wantonly invading and assimilating human beings in invisible corners. A catastrophe for all mankind."

He Zhongzhe was inexplicable when he heard it: "Scaremongering..." In the next second, he saw the middle-aged man in the corner suddenly move.

Just like a foreign zombie movie projected into real life, the whole process happened strangely and abnormally.

As soon as the middle-aged man raised his head, his face covered by shadows was revealed. His face was blue, his eyes were pale and there were no pupils. He seemed to make a grin, and his four-petal lips were extremely ferocious.

Immediately afterwards, a thick black and red tongue more than half a meter long protruded from the cleft lip. The tongue was like a living thing, squirming and flying in mid-air, and directly wrapped around the neck of the waitress passing by him, pulling him closer. In front of him, he opened his mouth, revealing several sharp and terrifying fangs, gnawing two deep bloodstains on the waitress's terrified cheeks.

"Ah!" "What!?" "Run!"

The riot in the restaurant was quickly discovered. The moment they saw the monster on the ground, the first reaction of the guests and waiters was to run away.

He Zhongzhe was the one who witnessed the whole process. He was covered in cold sweat and his pupils shrank suddenly. Seeing the monster lying on the ground and eating the waitress' flesh and blood, the woman's hissing and crying for help were ignored.Gritting his teeth, he stood up and grabbed He Jing, and rushed out with the flow of people.

But He Jing withdrew his hand back: "Wait."

He Zhongzhe was anxious to death: "What are you waiting for? Your mother's life is gone?" At the critical moment, he spoke sweetly to his son.

But He Jing ignored him, staring at the scene of the bloody crime, and then took all the normal threads from his wrist and tied them together to make a noose.

He Zhongzhe stared blankly: "What are you doing?"

He Jing: "Dad, go out by yourself first, stay away." After finishing speaking, he took out the talisman with one hand, and used the other hand to go around in circles to accumulate energy to throw off the noose, and approached the monster eating and drinking on the ground step by step.

In the early stages of the formation of evil things, their intelligence is low, and they only have the food in their eyes. They usually don't have the consciousness of indiscriminate and widespread attack and spread, and they don't pay attention to the living things that are approaching them.

He Zhongzhe hissed: "You are crazy!"

He Jing responded lightly: "Not crazy, very sober."

Before the words were finished, the live noose was deftly and accurately thrown towards the evil thing. With a strong force, the noose tightened, and it just clasped the blue and black neck.The effect can be described as immediate, the red normal line burns when it touches the skin, and sinks into the flesh like a sickle cutting rice and wheat.To be on the safe side, He Jing's men flicked several talismans together, burning a dazzling flame at the feet of the evil thing.

The evil thing had already let go of the flesh and blood on the ground due to the restraint and pain on the neck, and the light of resentment flashed in his pale eyes, and he turned his head and followed the force to rush at the fresh life that came to seek death.However, the soles of its feet inevitably stepped on He Jing's evil spirit talisman, its whole body convulsed in pain, and its movements were hindered.

He Jing turned his wrist, and made another circle around the normal line on his end to increase the force of the pull. At the same time, a fire-stopping talisman was ready to go, in case of accidents.

In just two or three seconds, there was a "plop", and the head of the evil thing was separated from the body. Because the long tongue was heavy and exposed, the other end did not roll, and fell on the side of a table leg in a parabolic trajectory. The black slime was mixed together, and the big beach splashed and sprayed all over the ground.

He Jing moved away in a timely manner, and inevitably got some on his clothes.

He Zhongzhe leaned against the door, gasping for breath, almost vomited his beating heart out of his mouth with a hiccup.

Seeing his own son throwing a spontaneously ignited yellow talisman on the crooked head, distraught, but still alive as if on the waitress, he closed his eyes and said "Evil must not stay", He Zhongzhe finally Realize, what is called "special sobriety".