Chapter 11: A Chinese Ghost Story

Uncle Zhou felt that the blood corpse was faintly hot, and he was shocked, not good! It's going to blow itself up!

As soon as it was too late, he threw himself on the ground and fell to the ground, but he was still affected, and the flesh that had burst open from the bloody corpse was scattered all over the ground, and the disgusting smell of blood filled the air.

"Since I don't have him, I'll use you as bait tonight!"

The claws of the man in black gradually stretched out towards Uncle Zhou, and although Uncle Zhou was injured, it was not serious, and now he was ready to wait for the opportunity to make a move, and strike first.

Uncle Zhou sprinkled a handful of powder from his arms, and although the man in black dodged away, it also gave Uncle Zhou enough time to escape.

The two confronted each other at a certain distance, and the man in black asked with a dark face: "For the sake of you and me, I didn't intend to embarrass you, but why did you destroy my ice coffin?" ”

Uncle Zhou snorted coldly, "Who is the same as you!" We can't fight each other with eight poles."

"Hehehe, don't think I don't know what you're keeping that kid for. Actually, you and I are the same kind of people."

"Fart, you don't know anything at all!" The more Uncle Zhou spoke, the more excited he became, and his face turned red.

The man in black faded off the black robe on his body, revealing the gray clothes inside, with a talisman between his fingers, the rune paper quickly spontaneously combusted, turned into ashes and dissipated in the air, he groaned in a deep voice, "Whether it's true or not, we'll know later, but I care more about the intention behind you." ”

An Yan hid in the corner by the door, listening to their conversation and secretly suspicious, he frowned and continued to watch.

Uncle Zhou stared at him vigilantly, what the hell is this guy doing. Unconsciously, there seemed to be something more in the air, gradually making people feel confused, he pinched the bridge of his nose, and the seeds of memory in his mind kept growing, and the more he hoped to forget, the clearer the memory.

Uncle Zhou seemed to have a lot of scenes in front of him, he stared straight at his eyes, looked ahead incredibly, and retreated step by step, until his back hit the wall.

Uncle Zhou, what's wrong with him?

An Yan looked at him, and then looked at the man opposite, he knew that the talisman just now was not so simple, and Uncle Zhou felt stunned now. According to the book, if a person is frightened by the spell, everything will return to normal if he interrupts the caster's control, so find a way to attract his attention. An Yan saw the open door and immediately paid attention.

The man looked at Uncle Zhou like watching a play, and saw that he had a rich expression on his face, as if he had seen something very interesting.

Just as he was concentrating, there was a sudden surprise behind him, and the man looked back, only to see An Yan standing next to the ice coffin, holding the woman's neck in his hand, the man in black was shocked, and shouted: "What are you doing!" ”

"Don't come here, or I'll break her neck."

Taking advantage of the man's distraction, Uncle Zhou woke up from his trance, but as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw An Yan's figure,

Didn't you tell him to leave, why did he come back again? Looking at the faintly angry man, he felt that something was going to happen.

The man's eyes were full of uneasiness, and he stared at the ice coffin tightly, but the ice coffin had almost melted, and the person in the coffin had been completely presented in front of people's eyes. I have to say that the woman in the ice is very beautiful, presumably she must have been a beauty in Allure when she was alive, thinking of this, An Yan couldn't help but doubt the relationship between him and this woman.

Suddenly, I felt a chill on the back of my hand, and I saw that the woman's hand actually held the back of his hand, opened her eyes and looked at him blankly. An Yan only felt a tingling pain in his brain, and then he was unconscious.

An Yan fell to the side, and the man hurriedly stepped forward to check her condition, but fortunately there was no damage, and he caressed the woman's forehead lovingly. Although he was unharmed, his anger did not subside, he pinched An Yan's neck and said angrily: "I will break your neck!" ”

An Yan opened his eyes, his expression was calm, and he held his arm with both hands, as if he was not worried about his safety at all. I saw that his expression was getting more and more strange, showing a reluctance on his face, and the man looked at him suspiciously.

"Li Qing!"

Hearing such a sound, although the sound is different, but the feeling is not wrong. The man was shocked and said, "You, you are Bing'er!" ”

An Yan nodded, the man looked at him incredulously, and said to himself in confusion, "How is this possible, obviously dead...... he looked up and shook his shoulder, looking excited, "You're lying to me, right?" His expression gradually became hideous, An Yan caressed his face, and said calmly: "Actually, I have been by your side all the time, but you didn't find out, I know that you have paid a lot for me, that's why you have become like this" said and began to cry, "But...... But you have to understand...... No matter what I do, I can't go back to the way I was...... And hurt so many innocent people......"

The man replied repeatedly: "No, no, no, I can save you, and we will never be separated!" ”

An Yan shook his head, "I'm leaving, I can't be with you again in the future" He smiled and said: "But it's okay, we will definitely meet again, if we say goodbye, we will never be separated......"

An Yan's voice became softer and softer, and the woman's faint figure dissipated into the air with a smile.

Maybe the man doesn't know that he is crying, the tears of blood turn into lovesick tears and the dissipation of his lover is gone, and then look at this beautiful face, he always feels that his heart is empty, and now any effort is in vain. Yes, he was tired and didn't want to fight anymore, his heart was no longer here.

Uncle Zhou walked over and picked up the unconscious An Yan, strode out of the door, and looked back at the lonely back, he sighed deeply, he knew that it was all over.

It was already eleven o'clock in the evening when they returned to the old woman's house, and Jiang Xiaosheng was fidgeting at the door, and he was relieved until he saw two people enter the house.

Seeing An Yan who was unconscious, he asked anxiously, "What's wrong?" Helping An Yan to lie on the couch, he checked everywhere.

Uncle Zhou responded: "He's fine, it's just that he was possessed, and he will wake up after a while." ”

At this time, Jiang Xiaosheng realized that Uncle Zhou had a lot of scars on his body, and blood stains could be seen on his clothes in some places, so he condoled: "Uncle Zhou, you are injured, I will help you with a little medicine later." ”

Who knew that Uncle Zhou waved his hand and said, "No need, I will deal with my injuries myself" After speaking, he walked into the room by himself. Jiang Xiaosheng looked at his back, a little uncertain, but he didn't think much about it.

The next morning there was a fire in the village, and the villagers heard that one family had been burned to the ground, and even two people were burned to death.

When An Yan and his entourage arrived at the place of the incident, they saw a charred black ruins, smoking was still rising from the wreckage of the house, and villagers came to watch one after another, and two charred corpses were carried out. But An Yan understands that this is the best relief for them.

In the middle of the night, the fiery red light bloomed like a red flower in the silent mountain village, and the man lay quietly beside the woman, and he muttered, "Shall we never be apart?" In the firelight, they went hand in hand to another world - happiness is precious, and only wishes to last a long time.