Burning fire

Feeling that the surrounding golden light dimmed a bit, Zhou Qizun struggled to open his eyes two slits.When he opened his eyes, he froze.

The red gold token in Zhang Jueming's hand cast a circle of bright golden light on the surface of the river. The golden light suddenly disappeared, and the river water rolled up into a vortex. The vortex became bigger and bigger, and finally a big black hole was exposed!

From that black hole, countless skinny and shriveled hands crawled out, and there were countless pairs. They scrambled to crawl out, like a group of densely packed white spiders.

Zhou Qizun choked for a while.

It's a ghost that crawled out!

Those ghosts were all horrible, most of them lacked arms and legs, some had blue faces and fangs, some had blood on their faces, some had only half a face, and some even had the back of their heads hollowed out, leaving only an empty shell and scalp!

They kept wriggling and piled on each other, and they all climbed onto Jiuying's body!Open your mouth and start biting!

Jiuying's beast screamed wildly after being bitten, and cried out terribly, and those ghosts also wailed in unison.

Zhou Qizun had a splitting headache, as if countless awls were poking holes in his head.

The fire ball above his head was extinguished in an instant, the warmth and light disappeared together, the cold wind slapped Zhou Qizun's face suddenly, he shivered all over, and his mind woke up a bit.

The fireball that Zhang Jueming kept him warm was gone, Zhou Qizun glanced over his head, and then quickly turned to look at Zhang Jueming.Zhang Jueming was standing motionless on the branch of the tree, but suddenly shook his body.

Zhou Qizun was in a bad mood, and quickly stretched out his hand to grab the person. As soon as he stretched out his hand, the knife he had been holding fell out.

Zhou Qizun didn't catch it.He could barely reach Zhang Jueming's fingertips.The icy fingertips slid across his palm, Zhou Qizun's entire forearm was instantly paralyzed, and he could only watch Zhang Jueming fall from the branch!

Zhang Jueming is like the last dead tree leaf in midwinter, so light that it seems weightless.

For a split second, Zhou Qizun stared at Zhang Jueming's face——Zhang Jueming's eyes were dim, and his lips were slightly parted, as if he hadn't finished speaking.

Nerves were grabbed severely, and Zhou Qizun's chest suddenly emptied.

"Zhang Jueming!—" Zhou Qizun yelled loudly, this yell was too forceful, and stars came out of his eyes after the yelling.

The falling knife glistened with blood, and fell into the river together with Zhang Jueming, splashing a large amount of icy water.

In the middle of the river, Jiuying had been eaten up by thousands of ghosts, and could no longer cry.

Zhou Qizun raised his head, staring at his eyes so hard that his eye sockets hurt.He saw a dark vortex rolling up again on the river surface, dragging those ghosts into them in droves. No matter how they struggled, how desperately they shouted, they were finally drawn into the darkness and disappeared without a trace.

Everything happened so fast, within a few seconds, the river surface was covered with a dusty shadow, and calm was restored, and there was no ripple to be found.

Jiuying, Ligui, the dark and violent whirlpool, and Zhang Jueming were all gone.

for a long time.

A sliver of cold white quietly appeared on the horizon, and a few dim rays of light, slender as hair, pierced through the clouds like needles and threads, and came to the earth.

Zhou Qizun sat on the tree and lost consciousness all over.He sat for a while, until his muscles twitched involuntarily from the cold, and then he came back and carefully descended from the tree.

As soon as his feet hit the ground, Zhou Qizun almost fell to his knees with a plop.He rested his back against the tree trunk again, and only then regained some strength.

There is a small shadow under the tree, something fell there.Zhou Qizun bent down and picked it up—it turned out to be a filial piety card.

It is in the shape of a black heart with the word "filial piety" in white circled in the middle.

This is... Zhang Jueming dropped it?

Zhou Qizun was not sure.He remembered that he had one of these too.The filial piety should be worn by Jiang Qiuqin, but he is not worthy of the upper body, so he tied it around the neck of the girl's black cat.I didn't see him again the next day, and I don't know where the girl's spoiled thing was thrown.

Zhou Qizun paused for a moment, then put the filial piety card into his trouser pocket.

Something cold fell on his forehead, turning into drops of water and sliding down from the corner of his eyebrows.Zhou Qizun wiped it with his hand and looked up at the sky.

The gray sky has not yet brightened, and snowflakes have started to fall down.

Snowing.

Zhou Qizun felt severe pain all over his body.With a sullen face, he stood by the river for a while, and finally squatted down with difficulty, scooping up the cold river water in his palm.

It's just provoking cold and damp hands.

Zhou Qizun turned and left.

He didn't know how long he had walked, he only knew that every step was extremely painful.The clothes on his body were half dry and half wet, snow fell on his head one by one, Zhou Qizun's body temperature was getting lower and lower.

Gradually, his eyes seemed to be covered with a thin layer of oil paper, making him unable to see clearly ahead.

Finally arrived at my aunt's hotel, Zhou Qizun saw a circle of people in front of the hotel from a distance, as well as policemen in police uniforms.

In this snowy morning, why is everyone blocking the door?

In Zhou Qizun's eyes, a gorgeous little red riding hood emerged from the blurred crowd.

Zhou Qizun reacted confusedly - this little red riding hood is Bai Yuxing.

"Zun'er! Where did you go? We were almost scared to death!" Bai Yuxing saw Zhou Qizun, and immediately jumped over.

After getting closer and seeing Zhou Qizun's bear-like appearance, Bai Yuxing slapped his chest again, and shouted anxiously: "What happened to you?"

Zhou Qizun's ears were buzzing, he grabbed the last bit of consciousness, pointed to the front, and asked feebly, "Why... are they all blocking the door?"

Zhou Qizun could no longer see Bai Yuxing's face.His vision finally went completely dark, and he lost consciousness as soon as he finished asking.

"...It's Chen Ming, he jumped off the building... Hey! Zhou Qizun!" Bai Yuxing was shocked, and quickly caught Zhou Qizun who fell down.

Bai Yuxing turned her face and howled behind her: "Someone! Somebody help me! Someone fainted!"

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In the mountains and forests, all the traces of burning were covered by white snow. The fine and pure snow fell lightly, like pairs of pure and soft little hands, constantly comforting the land that had been burned by the fire.

Near the shore, a string of bubbles burst out of the river water.

A sharp knife pierced the river, and Zhang Jueming stabbed deeply into the soil.With the strength of the knife, Zhang Jueming propped up his upper body and slowly crawled out of the river.

Putting the knife back into its sheath, Zhang Jueming sat on the bank.He was drenched all over, and the snowflakes fell on his body, and the stars did not melt away. After a while, the top of his hair and shoulders were dyed white.

"Catherine, how are you?" A weak voice came from the longevity bell.

"Don't worry about me." Zhang Jueming put the Chijin Token in his palm into his pocket, panting coldly, every time he took a breath, his blood would collide in his throat, "Zhou Qizun will be fine, I promise. Don't be afraid."

Zhou Yi didn't make another sound.

Suddenly, a flame burst out from the pale sky, like a burning meteor, falling with the white snow.

Zhang Jueming raised his head and reached out to catch the fire.The tinder exploded when it fell into Zhang Jueming's palm.The flames burned brightly and were extinguished in an instant.

——Hell karma fire.This is the ghost calling him.

Zhang Jueming pressed his chest and stood up.He walked into the deserted woods, into the depths of the remote jungle, and at some point or another, he disappeared in a mass of white snow.

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The mountain village seemed to fall into hell overnight.Bloody wounds.

The heavy snow fell strangely, and the mountains had not seen such heavy snow for many years.The snow fell for a full day and night before it stopped, burying all the soul-stirring traces.

Mountains are always natural cemeteries.It ruins lives and gives lonely souls peace.

Zhou Qizun developed a high fever very promisingly, and was carried by Bai Yuxing to the village sanitation center to draw water like a waste.

It was only later that Zhou Qizun found out that at dawn that morning, Chen Ming hugged the child who had been cold all night and jumped off the roof.

"It's really scary. When Chen Ming saw that his son was not breathing, he went crazy on the spot..." Bai Yuxing's heart skipped a beat when he mentioned this. It's all blood."

Zhou Qizun remained silent.A cowardly person like Chen Ming could die so horribly.

Should I say it was unexpected, or... People, no matter what kind of skin they look, are all insane in nature. Once the hysterical string is broken, it is really no better than ghosts and monsters .

Zhou Qizun thought of Xu Chunping again, and Lao Peng's daughter-in-law, the woman named Yan'er.

Maybe that's what happened.Each human heart has its own flaws, such as anger, ignorance, bitterness, fierceness, extravagance and hatred, and life will slip through the eyes at every turn, and only then will it be logically exploited by the evil spirits.He harms himself and harms himself, left and right are nothing more than cocooning himself.

Apart from Chen Ming's death, there is still an unsolved case in the village.

——Xu Chunping, Sun Feiteng and others disappeared.

The police stepped on the snow-capped mountains and rummaged through the land, only to find an overturned and tattered Santana, but no one was found, and the body was also missing.

Only Zhou Qizun knew where they were.Zhou Qizun remembered Zhang Jueming's fiery red iron rope, and he couldn't forget Jiuying's profuse mouth.

Zhang Jueming.Thinking of Zhang Jueming... No one saw him again, he really disappeared, and there was no news of him.

Zhang Jueming's face when he fell into the river flashed in his mind, Zhou Qizun stared at the hanging needle in his hand, and suddenly asked: "There is a river in the woods at Dongtou, has anyone fished it?"

"The river? What are you fishing for? The police have searched for everything they could. It will snow one day, and the temperature will drop today. The river is completely frozen." Bai Yuxing was stunned, then suddenly startled, "Who did you see?" fell?"

Zhou Qizun paused: "No."

Bai Yuxing stared at Zhou Qizun for a while: "I don't know what happened that night. I thought I couldn't sleep, but ended up sleeping like a dead person..."

Bai Yuxing grinned her teeth, and wrinkled her face: "Anyway...are you alright?"

"I'm not sitting like this." Zhou Qizun smiled lightly.

To the outside world, Zhou Qizun just kept a blank face, saying that he chased Xu Chunping out that night, but failed to catch up with anyone, stumbled and fell down the hillside, fainted in the middle of the night, and walked back to the hotel with difficulty after waking up. He didn't know anything else.

The truth was so evil that he couldn't tell it at all.Let it be an unsolved case.

But...Zhou Qizun hesitated for a long time, looked at Bai Yuxing's face full of "I'm worried about you", and couldn't help opening his mouth to ask: "Old Bai, do you believe that there are ghosts and ghosts in this world?"

"...Huh?" Bai Yuxing's eyes widened.

In the past two days, every house in the village has been closed, and everyone is in danger, but there are also some strange rumors popping up.Bai Yuxing had heard some of them.

It is said that that night, some villagers saw the fire on the top of the mountain, and even vaguely heard the screams of ghosts.

Combined with Xu Chunping's crazy and weird behavior, and the bizarre paw print on the roof, some people said that Xu Chunping was possessed by a ghost and came to the village to catch people and eat them.The missing people, including Yaoyao, were all eaten by her.

There is something even more evil, saying that she is an evil spirit herself, Chen Ming owed her a bad debt in her previous life, and in this life she is here to collect the debt, and even her own children have to be counted as interest.

All these miraculous statements made one's hair stand on end, and Bai Yuxing couldn't even utter emotion after hearing them.But he never thought that such words would come out of Zhou Qizun's mouth.

"What strange thing happened to you?" Bai Yuxing asked tremblingly.

Zhou Qizun sighed: "No. Really not."

Bai Yuxing: "Then why do you ask that?"

"You pretend I didn't ask, and you're just talking nonsense." Zhou Qizun kept a straight face, unmoved.

Bai Yuxing carefully measured Zhou Qizun a few more times, and touched his forehead with his hand: "Why hasn't your fever subsided..."

"Get out." Zhou Qizun pushed Bai Yuxing, "I want to rest for a while."

Bai Yuxing gritted his teeth, and couldn't argue with the fever, so he could only say, "That's fine, you can sleep for a while, and call me if you need something."

After speaking, he helped Zhou Qizun straighten the infusion tube, then looked up at the bottle: "I'll go out and get you some hot water. I'll call the nurse to come in and pull out the needle later."

"En." Zhou Qizun absent-mindedly replied.

Bai Yuxing left, Zhou Qizun was stunned on the bed for a while, the hand poking the needle suddenly reached into his trouser pocket, and found something.

It was the filial piety card he had picked up by the river earlier.He rubbed his fingers on the sign twice, thinking: "Is Zhang Jueming going to wear mourning for someone recently?"

It also reminds me that Zhang Jueming once went to the graveyard, so do I have to worship someone?Is it... ordinary people or...

Zhang Jueming is a mystery that Zhou Qizun can't figure out.Just thinking about it gives me a headache.He has lived for 33 years, and it is the first time he has discovered that there are really things in this world that people cannot understand.

It's just that Zhou Qizun is sure. ——He didn't think Zhang Jueming would die in that river.Zhang Jueming is not an ordinary person. With such great abilities, he will never be easily choked to death by the river.

Zhou Qizun let out a long sigh, and lay down, with the back of his head resting on the pillow.

In the corridor outside the house, an old man staggered and was supported by an old lady. Before the two old bones rubbed a few steps, the old man suddenly squatted by the wall and vomited.

The hallway became noisy, a nurse ran over, and there were small, hurried voices.

Zhou Qizun frowned, turned his head and looked out the window.The sun was shining brightly outside the window, and there was the sound of villagers shoveling snow.

Take a look and listen.This unlucky world is full of wind, snow and warm sun, humble and insignificant.There is panic inside the wall, and hard work outside the wall. People are always struggling and suffering.

No matter how absurd and outrageous the story, no matter how tragic and frightening, life has to go on as before.Just like the white snow, no matter how much it falls, the road will eventually be leveled.

People will end up day and night, endlessly.