The eyebrows were tightly pressed together, and even at this moment, because of Zhang Yang's frowning brows, the wrinkle in the center of the eyebrows was like a third eye.

Just now, it was just an afterglow that swept inadvertently, but the special handwriting tattoo like a brand, Zhang Yang would definitely not be mistaken. A gloomy color flashed under his eyes, and Zhang Yang's right hand was slightly imperceptible.

Even if he had seen Uncle Zhang's corpse once before, even if he had encountered those unbelievable and ridiculous things before, Zhang Yang never thought that the crisis would unconsciously extend to his ordinary life.

The word '魍' composed of brown lines is much clearer than the 'charm' that I once saw on the chest of Uncle Zhang's corpse. If it weren't for this, it would be impossible to notice the tattoo handwriting hidden by Xu Zhi's short-sleeved shirt just by showing the unintentional look just now.

Probably because of the gloom that suddenly floated in his mood, Zhang Yang's eyes narrowed slightly, and a trace of abnormal changes appeared in his eyes. Although there were some speculations before, when he saw Xu Zhi's body so abnormal, Zhang Yang's face couldn't help but look a lot uglier.

Unlike any time Zhang Yang has ever seen. At this time, in Zhang Yang's field of vision, the candle flames on Xu Zhi's shoulders, although there were black flames from the void on one side of the candle flame, they were generally the same as ordinary people. But at this time, the bursts of black mist around Xu Zhi's body were completely different from any time Zhang Yang had ever seen.

At this time, in Zhang Yang's field of vision, the black fog around Xu Zhi's body was not too thick, and it was even much less than that of ordinary people. But even so, it couldn't cover up the anomaly of the black fog around Xu Zhi's body.

The black fog of the Dao, like a stream of green smoke, rolled and fluttered at the same time, as if it was being towed, one by one, without stopping, rushing to the position of Xu Zhi's chest.

Probably because of the effect of Qi Xiaoyao's pupil, Zhang Yang vaguely seemed to be able to see through Xu Zhi's body. The tattoo of the word '魍' seemed to have turned into a whirlpool, constantly pulling the black mist that appeared around Xu Zhi.

Although the speed was not fast, the trend of the black mist pouring into Xu Zhi's chest did not stop at all. The puffs of black smoke, one by one, were pulled by the handwriting on Xu Zhi's chest, and they rushed in. As far as his eyes could see, Zhang Yang actually saw that in Xu Zhi's chest, a black walnut was growing at a slight growth rate, little by little, little by little.

There was a sudden pain in his eyes, and even the position of his forehead and eyebrows was faintly tearing. Suppressing the thoughts in his heart, Zhang Yang had no choice but to temporarily close his eyes.

Opening his eyes again, he looked at Xu Zhi's face from afar, Zhang Yang wrinkled the corners of his mouth, and walked directly out of the classroom. Although Zhang Yang didn't do anything, at this time, Zhang Yang's heart had already generated all kinds of violent fluctuations.

If you say that before, although I vaguely knew some of Xu Zhi's family history, Zhang Yang's subconscious did not pay attention to the existence of this kind of two-to-two comparison. But at this time, because of such a sudden awareness, Zhang Yang couldn't help but raise Xu Zhi a little higher in his heart.

Not to mention anything else, just when Zhang Yang was in the Public Security Bureau before, he overheard Huang Zhiming's conversation with another person, and Zhang Yang had to be cautious at this time. Although it is not clear what Huang Zhiming and the man mean by 'over there'. But when Zhang Yang thinks about it, with the words of Huang Zhiming and the two people, the few words that are inadvertently revealed can imagine the horror of 'over there'.

And Zhang Yang did see the handwriting similar to Xu Zhi's chest on the chest of Zhang Bo's corpse before, although it is said that there is a charm character and a dragon character, but it is undeniable that these two words must come from the same source. Especially when Zhang Yang glanced at it just now, he found that the template of the handwriting tattoo on Xu Zhi's chest must also be from his grandfather's hand.

Thinking of the existence hidden in the fog, especially after guessing that Xu Zhi was likely to belong to the 'other side', Zhang Yang's heart couldn't help but feel a little gloomy. But before Zhang Yang walked out of the classroom, an abrupt word came from behind him.

"Zhang Yang, lead the physical education class, and play football with the second class. Come along, I remember you are in pretty good health. Listening to the words that floated into his ears, Zhang Yang couldn't help but pause, turned his body to look at the source of the voice.

When he saw Xu Zhi's eager expression, Zhang Yang's eyes subconsciously narrowed. noticed a trace of strangeness hidden in Xu Zhi's eyes, and publicized his impression of Xu Zhi, Xu Zhi's invitation must not have any good farts behind it.

If it had been before, Zhang Yang would never have paid attention to Xu Zhi's childish actions. But at this time, because of the previous discovery, Zhang Yang hesitated, the corners of his mouth moved violently, and he nodded to Xu Zhi.

After seeing Zhang Yang's answer, he walked directly out of the back of the classroom, Zhang Le secretly glanced at Xu Zhi, Gou Ronghui and a few others, hesitated, and quickly chased after Zhang Yang.

Probably because of the beginning of the school year, the class schedule is relatively relaxed. Although Quancheng No. 11 Middle School is much lower than some other schools in terms of admission rate, objectively speaking, both in terms of teaching methods and teachers, it is quite good.

But after all, it is difficult to return, and most of the freshmen who are often admitted to Quancheng No. 11 Middle School have a weak foundation, so it has invisibly created a cycle of evil surnames. Despite this, the vigorous atmosphere of the campus has not been diminished in the slightest by the influence of those side branches.

The distance between the teaching building and the Houjiao field is about 100 meters. Not long after Zhang Yang walked out of the classroom, Zhang Le chased after him. Gently pulling Zhang Yang, Zhang Le couldn't help but say: "That kid didn't hold back any good farts at first glance, why did you promise him?" ”

"It's okay......", hooked the corners of his mouth, Zhang Yang did not respond to Zhang Le's words head-on, and directly snorted at the back field, ignoring Zhang Le, who was glaring at him angrily, and continued to walk towards the back field.

Probably about to say something, Zhang Le's mouth opened and closed slightly. But before Zhang Le could say anything, the preparatory bell for class rang suddenly.

After a little flurging and sighing angrily, Zhang Le quickly caught up with Zhang Yang.

Because of the delay when he first got out of class, Zhang Yang was a little late when he walked to the back of the field at this time. As soon as they stood in the line, Xu Zhi and several others also ran over.

Thinking that he was elected as the squad leader, Xu Zhipo straightened his chest and pretended to stand in front of the team and coughed twice. But before Xu Zhi's idea could be put into practice, a figure walked over slowly.

Dressed in a sweatshirt, if it weren't for the fair and handsome face, as well as the ear-length hair and sideburns, the first impression would definitely be that the figure who had just come over would definitely be regarded as a man. But even so, but in that step, when you glance at it, the face of that figure, and that unique temperament, still can't help but light up with a different surname.

Looking at the figure who had just walked over, Zhang Yang froze slightly, raised his eyebrows lightly, and at this moment, Zhang Yang couldn't help but have a bloody guess in his heart.

This sister must be attacked, and Zhuo Yanni must be ......

At this moment, Zhang Le, who was standing next to Zhang Yang, deliberately coughed lightly. Seeing Zhang Yang's gaze, Zhang Le seemed to be afraid that Zhang Yang would not know, so he pouted at the figure that had just appeared in front of the queue, and muttered in a low voice: "Wen Ying, Zhuo Yanni's, cough, that mouth." You know......";