That night, the dry corpse was fishing for goldfish by the pool and happened to be bumped into by me, I used the Kangbo wooden sword to sneak attack and pierce the forearm of the dry corpse, and the position should be Song Qian, which is the location of the scar, and I remembered the last time I saw Song Gan through the wind and blood Linchuan tea, I saw the appearance of a dry corpse.

Could it be that Song Qian is the dry corpse?

My heart trembled suddenly, if Song Qian was the cadre, it would be able to explain that the corpse appeared in Song Gan's house, and the corpse stayed in Song Gan's house for so long without harming Song Gan, this doesn't make sense at all.

I gently picked up the teacup in my hand and wanted to see if Song Gan would turn into a dry corpse through the wind and blood Linchuan tea, but I was pressed down by Song Gan, Song Qian frowned and said, "Qin Ling, what are you looking at my arm for?" ”

"I'm looking at the scar on your hand, this scar is so deep I don't know how it hurts." I cautiously tried it, and took a sip of tea to hide the uneasiness in my heart, I have always regarded Song Qian as a friend and benefactor, and I never want him to be that dry corpse.

Song Gan withdrew his hand and rolled up the cuffs without hesitation, and said with a proud and proud tone on his face: "You ask about this scar, tell you that this has a history, this scar was left when I participated in the Anti-Japanese War, at that time there was no such a good weapon as now, the war was fought by millet plus rifles, and when I finally charged, it was called a blood boiling, I just took turns to fight with the devil, and after killing the devil, I was attacked by someone and was stabbed in the arm. Speaking of which, you can have the peaceful life you have now, and my blood. ”

I was in awe, I didn't expect Song Qian to have such a history, and each of us should respect the veterans of the Anti-Japanese War.

Song Qian sighed, the heroism in his eyes turned into loneliness, it seemed that he remembered his comrades-in-arms who fought together back then, waved his hand with me and walked back to the house, I also felt that I had said the wrong thing, which made Song Gan's originally good mood worse, and he went back to the house after eating something.

When I returned to the house, I couldn't calm down, although Song Gan's words were explained, but the matter of the dry corpse still made me a little uncertain, but now that the dry corpse was not returned to Song Gan and did not harm me, there may not be malicious intent, because of Fang Ziyi's matter, I quickly turned my mind to Zhao Sigang's matter.

Zhao Sigang is Zhao Wei's father, and the old ghost is Zhao Wei's grandfather, so Zhao Wei said that I also killed his sister, is that Zhao Xintan Zhao Wei's sister?

I sat up suddenly, took out Xiao Qiang's mobile phone and sent Zhao Xintan's name, and soon the information was fed back, Zhao Xintan is really Zhao Sigang's daughter, the Zhao family was originally a scholarly family, almost everyone is a scholar, Zhao Sigang didn't lie, he was indeed a biology professor ten years ago.

It's just that there is a little weird in the information, the information says that Zhao Wei was seriously ill and declared dead ten years ago, could it be that Zhao Wei was a ghost in the first place?

There is also Zhao Xintan, this ghost has become hysterical and jealous now, bent on finding Fang Ziyun for revenge, and wants to kill me and destroy everything Fang Ziyun has, Zhao Wei said I killed her, what is going on?

It suddenly occurred to me that my car seemed to be still in the parking lot of Nanshan Park.

As soon as I walked out of the door, I heard someone talking in Song Qian's house, and when I heard it carefully, it was Song Qian's voice, since I lived in this small courtyard, it was the first time that there was movement in Song Qian's house, and I knew that I couldn't even hear the snoring sound before.

"Brother, if you hadn't blocked that bullet for me, I would have turned my body to ashes now, you said that you have no relatives anymore, and you don't want to be buried in a foreign land, but you didn't say a word, where is your hometown."

The voice was calm and low, with a heavy sadness, I had never heard Song Qian speak like this, he had always been cheerful and bold, I looked in curiously, there was a gap in the corner of the curtain, I looked into the gap.

Song Gan's room was a little dark, but my power was very good, and I could vaguely see a general idea, which made my back a little chilly, because Song Qian was sitting on the bed facing a dry corpse standing straight.

The clothes worn by the dry corpse are very tattered, it looks like they should be the clothes of the Anti-Japanese War back then, isn't this the dried corpse I saw?

The dry corpse turned out to be in Song Gan's house, and it seems that Song Gan put it here, no wonder every time I say that Song Gan should be careful, he doesn't think so, it turns out that this dry corpse is Song Gan's original dead comrade-in-arms, and it sounds like a life-saving grace to Song Gan.

Watching Song Gan take a dry cloth and gently wipe the dust on the dry corpse, the action was very light and careful, I could see that Song Gan was very attentive, and I felt a little sour when I saw it.

The friend who had died died, and on his deathbed, he asked Song Gan to bury him back to his hometown, but because he was too seriously injured to tell the address of his hometown, Song Gan has always put this entrustment in his heart, because he didn't know where his comrades-in-arms' hometown was, so he could only take the bodies of his comrades-in-arms with him, hoping that one day he could find clues to fulfill the promise of the year.

The corpse has changed from a living body to a dry corpse, but Song Qian still hasn't forgotten, this sincere friendship is definitely admirable, I sighed, but it's a pity that the corpse can't speak, otherwise it would be good to tell Song Gan the address.

At this moment, I suddenly felt the head of the dried corpse turning a little bit, and finally the empty pupils stared straight at me, making me feel a cold air gushing up from the soles of my feet, and Song Qian also seemed to have noticed something, and looked towards the window.

I stood at the gate and breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately there was a Kang Bo wooden sword or it would have been discovered, but the dry corpse seemed to have become a zombie, I don't know if I could remember the address of my hometown, the most important thing is that Song Qian is not a dry corpse, which made the suppressed emotions in my heart completely open, I took a taxi and came to Nanshan Park again, I did not go directly to the parking lot but went to the spire building.

Zhao Wei said that I killed his sister, that is, I killed Zhao Xintan, this is nonsense at all, it is clear that Zhao Xintan is chasing and killing me.

But when I came to the spire building again, I was stunned, the spire building was now a mess, scattered bricks and broken stones piled together, I couldn't see the original appearance at all, and I guess even the excavator couldn't get it so thoroughly.

Who did this?

I was secretly surprised in my heart, seeing that the pool that originally bled had been completely dried up at the moment, and the statue of the god of water had also been broken, and there was a huge pit of one meter in the pool that was particularly eye-catching, and there was a pile of broken wood chips and a broken bedding in the pit, I knew that this must be the wooden bed placed in the small building with the spire, and Zhao Xintan was nailed under this bed in the first place.

Could it be that Zhao Xintan was really destroyed? But whose hand did it?