Hao Mengzhun staggered down the street, the dim light shining on his face, adding a bit of weirdness to his expressionless face. His mouth kept opening and closing, and he muttered a low and eerie voice, "Immortal...... May I have eternal life......"

"What's the matter with this person?"

"Looking at his chattering appearance, I'm afraid he drank too much, right?"

"It's not like you're drunk, so it's a drug, right?"

A few people who passed by Hao Mengzhun were very curious about his reaction and couldn't help but whisper.

Hao Mengzhun's appearance made him quickly targeted by a group of thugs.

These people quickly caught up with him, and while playing with the butterfly knife in their hands, they threatened: "Old man, quickly take out the money on you." Otherwise, the knife in my brother's hand doesn't mind stabbing a hole in you!"

The gangsters have done a lot of similar work.

At this time, there are basically no people on the street, and there are no other places in the town, except for a few intersections equipped with surveillance cameras. In the eyes of these little thugs, robbing an old man in his fifties and sixties is simply a simple matter.

They are even in the mood to joke.

"Huzi, don't be so fierce, it's nothing to scare this old man into peeing his pants, if you want to scare out a heart attack, then it's troublesome. ”

"Haha, look at this old man's sluggish expression, don't be scared stupid, right?"

But soon, their laughter stopped. Because they found that Hao Mengzhun not only did not listen to them and took out the money, but also walked forward with his eyes straight and self-conscious as if he ignored their existence. Inside his mouth, he was still muttering things like 'I wish to live forever'.

", this old man can't be really stupid, right? If you can live forever, I'm still a monkey!" A thug scolded, seeing that Hao Mengzhun ignored his obstruction and was about to pass by him, he hurriedly stretched out his hand, wanting to stop Hao Mengzhun down.

As soon as his hand touched Hao Mengzhun's shoulder, a wisp of blood-colored mist floated out of Hao Mengzhun's clothes.

The little thug was taken aback, hurriedly withdrew his hand, and said in surprise: "What's the situation? Blood? No, I just touched him, and I didn't use the knife......

His companions were also extremely puzzled and curious.

The blood-colored mist drifted into their nostrils with the wind.

"Well, this smell is pretty good...... a few thugs were stunned for a moment, then took a big breath, and shouted excitedly: "It smells, it smells so good, I've never smelled such a sweet smell......"

Wisps of blood flowed from their eyes, nostrils, ears, and mouths, but the thugs were unaware of this, and just breathed heavily.

Hao Mengzhun passed by a few thugs and turned right at the intersection in front of him.

When his figure disappeared from the street, a few muffled sounds of 'bang, bang, bang' suddenly came from the bodies of the thugs who were in a state of madness.

Their bodies exploded in a strange way, turning into countless pieces of flesh and blood.

Immediately afterward, a 'whirring' animal gasp came from far and near. A large herd of wild cats and wild dogs swarmed into the area, devouring and licking the flesh on the ground. It didn't take much time to eat the flesh and blood of these thugs after the explosion of their bodies, and there was no trace left.

At the same time, Hao Meng's criterion was to walk out of the town and come to a wasteland overgrown with weeds.

A figure was standing in the middle of the barren meadow, dressed in white, but emitting wisps of red light. If you look closely, these red lights are all blood-colored mist surrounding her.

Under the reflection of the moonlight, this blood-shining person is how weird and weird it is.

In the barren grassland, there is a quiet patch, not to mention wild cats and wild dogs, not even insects.

All the creatures, as if sensing danger, fled far away, not daring to linger here.

"Mengzhun, my friend, you are here. ”

Seeing Hao Mengzhun, a strange woman dressed in white and shrouded in blood mist, grinned and showed a bewitching smile.

Hao Mengzhun's expression was still sluggish, but the words in his mouth finally changed: "It's coming...... I'm coming...... May I have eternal life......"

"Since you wish to live forever, then come with me. After more than 20 years, a few of our good friends are finally able to get together again. The woman smiled and stretched out her hand, pulled Hao Mengzhun, and walked to a Mercedes-Benz SUV parked next to her.

If Li Sichen and Ma Xiaoling were here, they would inevitably find that this woman's appearance looked very familiar, very similar to Shen Fang, who died at the same time as Wenchuan, in the photo that Hao Mengzhun gave him. It's just that he is much younger than Shen Fang in the photo, only eighteen or nineteen years old.

The Mercedes SUV quickly started and disappeared into the night.

The Hao family didn't know about Hao Mengzhun being taken away, and Li Sichen didn't know either.

Hao's family always thought that Hao Mengzhun was a corpse that became stiff, and then ran away without a trace. After dawn, they had the courage to return home, and in the following days, they asked Taoist priests to practice and monks to chant sutras, and they tossed for more than a month, until they were sure that there was no follow-up bad thing. Because Hao Mengzhun's 'corpse' is gone, they can only put Hao Mengzhun's clothes in an urn and bury them in the tomb to make a clothed mound.

As for Li Sichen and Ma Xiaoling, they always thought that Hao Mengzhun had gone to his friend's house in Yunnan Province for refuge. Although after the incident, they called Hao Mengzhun but no one answered, and they did not have suspicions.

No one expected that that night, in addition to Wen Chuan, there was also a Shen Fang who had been hiding in the shadows until it was confirmed that Li Sichen and Ma Xiaoling had left......

No one expected that this resurrected dead man was not only Wenchuan!

When Li Sichen and Ma Xiaoling returned to Yongcheng, it was already early in the morning.

After Ma Xiaoling sent Li Sichen back to the British Annex, she said goodbye and left. And after Li Sichen returned to Lin Duxue's villa, he was not in a hurry to rest, but took out a piece of magic and began to modify the feng shui bureau in Lin Duxue's villa.

This feng shui bureau was set up to guard against Zhao Songlong. Now, Li Sichen found that the enemy he had to face was even more powerful and terrifying than Zhao Songlong! This feng shui bureau also had to make some improvements!

After tossing for more than three hours, Li Sichen finally completed the improvement.

Now, the Feng Shui Bureau in Lin Duxue's villa is not only amazingly powerful, but has reached the heaven-level five grades. It is even more hidden, even people who are sensitive to feng shui luck can't see the true level of this feng shui bureau, and will only regard it as a prefecture-level second or third grade feng shui bureau.

Such a feng shui bureau, if other feng shui masters see it, they will definitely be amazed. But Li Sichen was not very satisfied with this: "It's a pity that the materials in my hand are limited, otherwise I would be able to raise the feng shui bureau here to the level of the heaven-level nine grades." ”

Shaking his head, Li Sichen returned to the basement and went to bed to sleep.

At noon the next day, Li Sichen was following Cheng Haoyu, Zeng Yi and others to have lunch in the cafeteria of Nanshan Middle School, but his mobile phone suddenly rang.