Zhang Xiaotian is dead......

The corpse poison attacked the heart, turned into a monster like the head of the house, and was then rewarded by Chen Jinguang.

A tear that condensed all the fear, grievance, and hatred quietly welled up in the eyes, slid down the cheeks, and finally quietly dripped onto the quilt.

In just three days, five people were tragically killed, and their bones were incomplete. At this moment, Tang Ying finally realized what a sinister and ruthless heart lurked under Jing Yan's handsome and extraordinary skin! If it was left behind, Tang Ying would definitely be so frightened that she would have lost her soul, curled up in the corner like a lamb and shivered, unable to do anything.

The current Tang Ying is still like a plaything, firmly controlled by Jing Yan in the palm of her hand, without any capital confrontation. But because of this, Tang Ying is fearless! The reason is simple, the results could not have been worse than they are now. In this case, whether it is successful or not, Tang Ying has decided to give it a go!

The phone remained connected, and Chen Jinguang's voice was complicated: "My grandfather is well-informed and has benefited you a lot, so he was killed first." This is followed by roommates who get along day and night, and finally the admirers who have been pursuing you. According to this logic, I will be the next person to die, unless you can name someone closer to me. ”

The corners of Tang Ying's mouth picked out a bitterness, this is her sadness, all the people close to her in this school have all died, so that Chen Jinguang, who met in Pingshui, has become the closest person to her.

didn't get Tang Ying's reply, Chen Jinguang's voice was even darker than before, and he didn't seem to be able to raise the slightest fighting spirit.

Whether it is Chen Jinguang or Tang Ying, in the face of Jingyan, he is a mantis arm as a car, and he is no longer on the same level at all.

Silence evokes the deepest cowardice, permeating the hearts of the two, just when Chen Jinguang was about to hang up the phone and wait silently for death, Tang Ying finally spoke: "Wait a minute......

"What else?"

Tang Ying bit her lower lip and pulled out an arc: "I want to know everything about Jing Yan." ”

Chen Jinguang laughed, laughing helplessly: "Do you think I know?" ”

Tang Ying's tone was firm: "At least I know a lot better." ”

Chen Jinguang on the other side of the phone was silent for a moment, and seemed to realize that this was the last chance, and said in a deep voice: "My grandfather's room should have relevant records, I will wait for you at home." ”

Hanging up the phone, Tang Ying turned her head to look at the sun outside the window, took a deep breath, and silently swore in her heart.

Aixinjue Luo Jingyan, as long as you don't kill me, I will never accept my fate. For those who died at your hands, and for myself!

At the moment when Tang Ying stepped out of bed, a sudden stinging pain exploded in her back.

"Forehead ......"

Tang Ying couldn't help but let out a muffled snort, and covered the black lotus mark on the back shoulder with her hand, and her forehead was instantly covered with sweat.

The black lotus imprint, which had been sleeping for a long time, was as hot as fire at the moment, with a strong burning sensation, and the tormented Tang Ying spun around, slumped on the ground, gritting his teeth and clutching the edge of the bed at the same time, carrying the pain.

Time passed minute by minute, and it lasted for about ten minutes before the Black Lotus Mark gradually stopped.

Tang Ying was already soaked with sweat, her face was pale, her lips were dry, she couldn't lift any strength, and even her breathing became extremely weak.

Before meeting Jingyan, the Black Lotus Mark was just a strange birthmark, and there was never any reaction.

Ever since Jing Yan appeared, the Black Lotus Mark has frequently undergone abnormalities, and this scorching burning sensation made Tang Ying faintly feel that the reason why Jing Yan didn't kill himself was because of the existence of the Black Lotus Mark. As for the reason, it is impossible to say clearly for the time being, only to find out the exact identity of Jingyan first.

Tang Ying took a few deep breaths and regained some strength before she got up and went to Chen Jinguang's house with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, when the sun is at its most poisonous, I can still feel the indispersible coolness around my body. Chen Jinguang was rummaging through the cabinets in the old man's room, while Tang Ying quietly looked at everything in the room.

I still remember that before the old man died, there was a big battle with evil things, which shows that the old man has a premonition of what is about to happen, and he should leave some clues.

Thinking of this, Tang Ying's gaze unconsciously fell on the Dharma platform.

The statue of the god enshrined on it is half a meter high, carved from stone, although it is not painted, but it is vivid and not angry. Although Tang Ying is not a member of the Xuanmen, he is proficient in history, so he naturally knows that this statue is the founder of the Maoshan faction, Sanmao Zhenjun. It can be seen that the old man is a disciple of the orthodox Maoshan faction.

Compasses, rune papers, lotus lanterns, these things, there is nothing to study, Tang Ying's attention is all focused on the statue.

Because the statue is carved from pure stone, it is very heavy, and it is covered with incense ash, so it can be seen that it has not been moved since it was placed on the altar.

But after Tang Ying looked closely, she found that there were obviously a circle of clean marks around the base of the statue, maybe the statue had not been moved, but it had definitely been moved!

Tang Ying stopped Chen Jinguang, who was rummaging around like a headless fly, and stretched out his hand to point at the statue: "Lift it up." ”

"That's Sanmao Zhenjun, also known as Subtle Yuantong Zhenjun, when grandpa was alive, he resolutely refused to let me touch it!"

"Since you have taboos, then I'll do it myself, anyway, I'm not a disciple of Maoshan."

Although she said so, Tang Ying was a girl after all, weak and delicate, and she couldn't lift the idol with all her strength. Chen Jinguang was worried that Tang Ying would damage the statue, so he had to lift the statue to the height of five fingers, and said angrily: "What can be under the statue?" I don't know what you think......"

Before he finished complaining, Chen Jinguang's voice stopped abruptly, and he watched in amazement as Tang Ying pulled out a blue book from under the statue.

The style of the book is very retro, with a blue cover, bound with hemp rope, and on it is written four large characters "The Secret Book of Spiritual Light".

This book looks old, and the pages are 'crispy', and a little force may tear it up.

"What kind of book is this?" Tang Ying asked while looking at the ancient books.

Chen Jinguang was also confused: "I've never seen it, it must be grandpa's treasure, don't break it." ”

Tang Ying nodded, carefully opened the pages of the book, and read it carefully, it recorded a large number of talismans, spells, Daomen and other knowledge, when turning to the 'zombie chapter', Tang Ying suddenly became extremely serious, and whispered to Chen Jinguang.

"Zombies, born of yin and resentment, immortal and immortal, with resentment as strength, and blood as food......"

According to the records in the "Secret Book of Spiritual Light", zombies also have a hierarchy, but they pay more attention to bloodline. Ordinary zombies have a slow cultivation speed, while zombies of noble bloodline have an extremely fast cultivation speed. However, in addition to the ancient zombie ancestors, the zombies with the most noble bloodline are only at the general level.

And Jingyan is a royal family......