In the woods in the middle of nowhere, the twilight hung low, and the branches rustled in the wind, looking like ghosts from afar. Xu Anguo looked at Hu Zonghui with an unbelievable expression, only to see that he was sloppy in appearance, disheveled, and his gray-white Taoist robe was full of patches, which was far from the image of a Taoist priest in plain clothes and blue crowns in his impression, and he couldn't help muttering: "It's really cheap and not good." ”

Hu Zonghui shook his hair, shook his head and said, "What do you know?" The road is simple, I am the demeanor of Wei and Jin celebrities, informal! Xu Anguo looked at the sky and was getting late, and his heart became more and more confused: "Okay, okay, you Hu Zhenren is a master, we ordinary people have eyes and don't know Mount Tai, but I said real people, it's been several hours, and I can't even see a figure, which Zhuang Mengli will come out?" I don't want to be here all night in the cold wind. ”

Hu Zonghui was full of ambition: "Don't worry, I have watched the sky at night, and I will come here, as for what time, this is a heavenly opportunity, and it must not be revealed!" About half a pillar of incense time, he glanced at the distance, began to unhurriedly arrange the law field, first set up the desk, put a few sticks of incense in the copper tripod, worshiped the three Qing, and then took out the water bowl, dipped a few drops of water, sprinkled on the ground, which means to sprinkle the dirt and remove the dust, and then pinched a few flags, and wrote to the gods, so that it is ready.

"Woo" A deep, arrogant howl resounded throughout the long night, like the cry of a concubine, echoing in the long valley, the two heard it clearly, it was clearly the wolf's cry, and Xu Anguo was terrified when he heard it: "Wolf, the wolf is coming!" Hu Zonghui treated himself as nothing and sat on the Taishi's chair.

There were a few wolves in the distance, coming slowly, with pupils like fireflies, snooping on their prey in the dark forest, Xu Anguo was like a frightened child, hiding behind Hu Zonghui, the leading wolf riveted, jumped up, and pounced on them, different from the dog that barked and roared, the wolf did not say a word, but between heaven and earth, full of murderous atmosphere.

Suddenly, a rotating open-screen fan broke through the air, splitting half of the wolf's head, blood splashed their faces, Zhuang Mengli slowly fainted out of the smoke, her white face was a little white under the moonlight, and the air flowed slightly, it was the fragrance of her hair, and the fan suddenly returned to her hand, which was a small fan with a flowing firefly, but the fan surface was made of iron, and it was incomparably sharp.

Seeing that the first wolf was killed, several wolves in her followers immediately attacked, she threw a disc into the tree, the disc suddenly shot out a silver string, nailed to the opposite tree under the traction of the needle, several wolves could not dodge, were cut in half by the silver strings, and the blood-stained strings were still vibrating, like a plucked guqin, and the sound of death was played.

The wolves that followed, with the fury of revenge, launched the final onslaught, she sneered slightly, the color fan fluttered through, and the leaves fell in an instant, the wolf corpses flew all over the sky, and he also consumed too much physical strength, half squatting on the ground to gasp, Xu Anguo signaled to Hu Zonghui, he resolutely refused: "The gentleman does not take advantage of the danger of others, not to mention, she also saved us." ”

It turns out that you can't let your guard down at any time, a wolf that is not completely dead, suddenly burst out, bites her arm, her face is not waveless, as if there is no pain, showing sharp fangs: "You are not the only one who is favored by the night." "A bite on the wolf's neck, hungry and thirsty sucking blood, at this time the moon is very round, through the color of blood.

She looked at the wolf that was sucked dry, her pupils were blue, and her blood was also blue, secretly strange, Hu Zonghui got up and raised the peachwood sword, and shouted: "Girl, please go with the poor road, you are infected with corpse gas, and it is bound to be a disaster to the world." Zhuang Mengli was behind Gu Pan, revealing purple eyes: "How do you know that I am a disaster to the world?" The people I killed were all wicked, that is to do the right thing for heaven, why do you want to go with you, are we very familiar? ”

Hu Zonghui stood still and made a handprint: "God has the virtue of a good life, no matter how much evil things are done, it should be immeasurable, and it should not take people's lives, please stop it, otherwise in the future, she will be riddled with evil retribution, and she will enter the five realms and the last days of the world and will not be reborn." This mudra can keep the state of emptiness and tranquility and persuade people to be good.

Zhuang Mengli couldn't listen to it at all, stroked the green silk, and the corners of his eyes revealed frivolity: "I'm already covered in red dust, what do I want a good result!" Hu Zonghui saw that she had no repentance, and was very angry: "The girl is so stubborn, then don't blame the poor and ruthless!" Picked up the peachwood sword from the table, swiped his fingers from the bottom to the top, and recited the words in his mouth: "Heavenly demons and demons, ghosts and goblins, see that I am blood, turn into purple dust, burly and upright, please peachwood sword god, descend the world and heaven and earth patrol, urgent as a law!" With the password, the peachwood sword was instantly vigorous.

The fire burned very strongly, specializing in killing the three souls and seven spirits of zombies, Zhuang Mengli wanted to bully several times, but was forced back by the raging fire, Hu Zonghui turned the defensive position into a meritorious momentum, and raised his sword to split, but he did not point to the door, and the edge also received three points, Zhuang Mengli flashed lightly, and had moved to his back to sneak attack, his body was like a flashing light, and he couldn't catch the shadow quickly.

If it is an ordinary person, he will not be able to react, but Hu Zonghui is not an ordinary person, seeing that he can't save it, he hurriedly shook the Sanqing bell and read: "The law bell is here, the gods and ghosts are salty and soft." All zombies are most afraid of the sound of bells, Zhuang Mengli intuitively had a splitting headache, felt that his life was on the line, and thought: "That's it, life is also torture, so I will accompany you." "There is no regret, yes, it will pass after all, but the beautiful scenery of the good day, I have seen it when I stopped, it is enough.

In the past, like light clouds, rubbed in a faint melancholy, in 1937, on the eve of the fall of Shanghai, but it was their happiest time, in the wedding hall, the lanterns were colorful, the gongs and drums were noisy, lively but very brief, after they finished the ceremony, they entered the cave room, did not do anything else, just talked about a night, from the perspective of the guests, it is inevitable to lose some spring. In the words of Zhuang Mengli's recollection, it is: "He and I were Tonghua Wanli Road at that time, and even the Korean language was endless, and there was nothing that could not be said." ”

As the saying goes: "There are unforeseen circumstances in the sky, and people have good and bad luck." In November 1937, the Sino-Japanese Battle of Songhu ended, the national army retreated, the history of Shanghai turned to the darkest page, the once prosperous ten-mile ocean field turned into a ruin, and the charred corpses can be seen everywhere on the street.

Ye Bingyan pulled the panicked Zhuang Mengli to break through at the risk of death, his troops fought less and less, but the iron hooves of the Japanese army did not stop at all, they stepped on the corpses and sang loudly, and their footsteps were sonorous, and after a while, they surrounded their troops.

Takeda Yoshio, commander of the Japanese Shanghai Dispatch Army, let out a hideous laugh: "The army of China is so vulnerable, in the name of the Great Japanese Empire, I order you to disarm and surrender, otherwise you will all hiss!" Ye Bingyan was not afraid at all, patted the dust on his body, and opened his eyes angrily: "You and other thieves, offend my rivers and mountains, and have the face to speak out here, compatriots everywhere will not forget the shame, build a trench with flesh and blood, and fall into your hands today, the only one who dies!" ”

He looked at Zhuang Mengli with a haggard face, full of firmness: "I'm sorry, I can't give you happiness, today there is death and no life, and I have suffered you." Zhuang Mengli's lips trembled slightly, brilliant as fireworks, but three points lonelier than fireworks, and the past became a cloud: "Although I am a singer, I also know the sorrow of Huang Li, and today I only want to go to Huangquan together." Saying that, she pointed the muzzle of the gun at herself, ready to pull the trigger, remembering that she had been displaced for half a life, and finally exchanged for a ray of warm sun, and she had no regrets in this life, and sang in a low voice: "Lin Hua thanked Chunhong, too hurried, helpless to come in the cold rain, and the wind in the evening." ”

Ye Bingyan was relieved in his heart: "Mengli, this sentence is enough." Reaching out and snatching the pistol she was holding, she shot at the Japanese army in a frenzy, and the sluggish soldier was also inspired to start a life-and-death fight with the enemy.

"Take her away" he shouted at the adjutant beside him, while he was shot several times, blood gushing out of his chest, he pulled the explosives tied to his body, rushed to the pile of enemies, and left her with an unforgettable last look: "Live well, your road is still long, it doesn't end here." With the explosion of the sky, and the enemy died together, watching her husband, turned into a pool of flesh and blood in front of her, farewell to the wind and wood, she was heartbroken, the shark tears condensed in her eyes, turned into the bottom of the heart, but did not flow down, with the whistling of bullets, the soldiers next to her fell one by one, she was not afraid, but felt lucky, life can not be his person, after death will be his ghost.

Suddenly, a black shadow flashed on the ridge, the black shadow moved quickly, and solved several Japanese soldiers with lightning speed, and the terrible scratches were imprinted on these invaders, Takeda Yixiong saw that something was wrong, and hurriedly ordered to shoot, the man in black was shot, a little blue blood dripped on the ground, but he was still flexible, he threw Zhuang Mengli onto the green skull, and raised his bridle head, Takeda Yixiong looked at the blue blood on the ground, thoughtful, and the corners of his mouth showed a trace of imperceptible smile.

"It's a shame I didn't meet you at the best of times." Zhuang Mengli whispered, but when she woke up, she found that she was trapped in the swarthy carriage, and she was firmly bound by the demon suppression rope.

It's really a coincidence that there is no book, Jiang Xingyue, who is looking for Zhuang Mengli's whereabouts, happened to meet Xu Anguo, he saw Zhuang Mengli tied up in the carriage, and smiled with relief: "Director, it turns out that you caught this femme fatale, what should you do with it when you are escorted to the bureau?" Zhuang Meng gritted his teeth angrily, but his mouth was gagged with cotton cloth, and he couldn't make a sound, and scolded in his heart: "I know that this little beast can't spit out ivory." ”

Xu Anguo patted him on the shoulder and said kindly: "Comrade Xiao Jiang, you have worked hard during this time, go back and rest, rest assured, you have worked hard this time, and the reward is indispensable." Seeing the director's complicated expression, as if he was deliberately concealing it, Jiang Xingyue felt that there was something inside, so he insisted on his opinion: "I don't want any reward, I just want to interrogate her with the director and give justice to the victim's family." ”

"Justice?" The fuse in Xu Anguo's heart seemed to be ignited: "Their justice is upheld, but what about mine?" Realizing that he had lost his posture, he was about to apologize, but when he saw that Jiang Xingyue had moved to the driver's seat, he felt that he couldn't hide it, so he waved his stick and knocked it at him, "Bang", Jiang Xingyue felt a sharp pain in the back of his head, lost consciousness, and vaguely heard his deep voice: "I can't listen to what I say, so I have to salute first and then soldier." ”

"Bang Dang" Jiang Xingyue was heavily thrown next to Zhuang Mengli, she shook her head with a wry smile, laughing at his innocence, I don't know how long it took, Jiang Xingyue woke up from a coma, opened her eyes, the first thing that came into her eyes was the crystal hanging lamp, and then looked at the surrounding furnishings, all of which were full of children's colors, pink with sweet girlish dreams.

He wondered in his heart: "Look at this decoration style is a children's room, no, the director has no children!" I was thinking about getting up and fleeing, but I found that I was handcuffed to a chair, the director pushed the door and entered, and took him to the living room, Zhuang Mengli was also tied tightly, the difference is that she is tied to the red thread made of copper coins, it is said that this copper coin has been baptized for thousands of years, has the effect of driving away evil spirits, and can remove the black gas and the earth gas of the five yellows, with the red line, which is auspicious, and the magic is boundless.

The copper wire burned Zhuang Mengli's body, and at this time her face was pale, her hair was draped, and her eyes were shining, which was very different from her usual dignified and beautiful appearance. Jiang Xingyue had never seen this before, and she was frightened: "You, are you a human or a ghost?" ”

Zhuang Mengli bared his fangs and looked even more hideous: "I'm a zombie, are you afraid?" "Zombies?" What flashed in Jiang Xingyue's mind was the image of the movie being rotten all over her body and jumping up, and it was much more pleasing to the eye when she looked at her: "No, you are much better looking than the zombie image I imagined." "It's scary, but it's from the bottom of my heart.

Unexpectedly, he didn't dislike it, it was really unexpected by Zhuang Mengli: "I'm glad you said this, in fact, whether it's a human being or a zombie, it's not all living beings, living in the world, just seeking stability." Xu Anguo stretched out his hand to slap her, leaving a big red mark on the goose egg's face: "Nonsense, demons and monsters don't deserve to live in this world, they all deserve to die!" ”

Hu Zonghui pushed the wheelchair out of the back room, and there was a little girl sitting in the wheelchair, wearing a skirt as white as snow, with long black curly hair, looking from a distance, flawless like a shimizu hibiscus, only to find out from a close distance that her skin was withered, but her eyes that should be smart were dull, and her thin little body bones were full of soul locking nails, firmly locking her three souls and seven souls.

Xu Anguo looked at the little girl, tears in his eyes: "You guessed right, this is my daughter, if it weren't for ten years ago, when she was sweeping the tomb during the Qingming Festival, she was accidentally bitten to death by a zombie, and now she should be a slim girl, I was once disheartened, until I saw you, and my hope was ignited again, the blood of zombies can bring the dead back to life, and she will definitely be able to resurrect her." ”

Zhuang Mengli knew the pain of life and death, but saw the reality clearly: "Lock up the soul, she can't be reincarnated, she can only wander in endless pain, even if she is resurrected with my blood, it's just a walking corpse, what's the point, this is not love, it's a torture." ”

Although Hu Zonghui was silent, he also agreed: "Life and death are fateful, if you forcibly rebel against yin and yang, you will be punished, alas, you can't be persuaded, you can't be persuaded." He expected that persuasion would be useless, and shook his head helplessly.

Xu Anguo couldn't take care of it much, took out the knife, released a little blood from Zhuang Mengli, and dripped it into the little girl's mouth, and gradually her silent chest had a heartbeat, but because she had been dead for many years, her appearance could not be restored to before, she opened her eyes in confusion, it was an eye with no eyeballs and only a black hole, like a secluded night, empty and helpless, the shriveled body curled up in the corner, carrying a lonely soul who didn't know where to go, Xu Anguo danced happily, opened his arms and wanted to hug her: "Daughter, you finally returned to Dad, from now on, We're never apart again. ”

The little girl bit him like a hungry tiger, and out of instinct he sent the knife forward, and poked the little girl's heart impartially, and she smiled, full of satisfaction: "Dad, thank you." The immature voice came out, the wisp of soul broke free from the body, and reluctantly circled around him a few times, wandering with the wind, Hu Zonghui silently recited the mantra of the past life to help her exceed.

Xu Anguo looked at all this in a daze, and suddenly understood, and burst into tears: "Dad thinks he's good to you, but he's hurting you, confused." He bowed his head silently, as he told before his death: "When you arrive at Huangquan, drink less Meng Po soup and keep some memories, this is my father's last request." "No longer looking at the vanishing soul, he knows that the wind will take it through the sky, to a very beautiful place, where life is fragile and beautiful in an instant, and death is beautiful and will never wither.

As if he was enlightened, he loosened the ties between the two: "Let's go, I'm shameless to go back to the police station, Comrade Jiang,

In the future, the affairs of the police department will depend on you. Jiang Xingyue understood his intentions and promised, "Don't worry, Director." People know that ghosts are terrifying, and ghosts are afraid of people's hearts, Hu Zonghui sighed: "It turns out that compared to subduing demons, getting rid of demons in the heart, is equally important, things that can be solved with your mouth, why rely on force, everything has spirituality, I am doing this to increase the karma of killing!" He was lighter than a horse, and floated away, and Lang Lang read: "In the world of Mangrui, there is good and evil to bear, why should the Taoist priest take care of it, stupid, stupid!" ”。