However, I won't wait to die, even if Zhang Zhuo is the Lord of Yama, I will try my best to tear off his beard.

I covered my heart with one hand and pinched my fingers with the other, always ready to fight Zhang Zhuo to the death.

Zhang Zhuo looked at me as if he was watching a joke.

Zhang Zhuo shook his head and said sarcastically: "My son, have you ever seen an ant trampling an elephant to death? I think you're the ant who doesn't think you're doing it anymore! ”

"What about me?" A familiar voice came from the darkness in the distance.

A small figure swept through the distance like a meteor and stood lightly behind Zhang Zhuo.

It's actually a little ghost child.

The little ghost child narrowed his eyes and glared at Zhang Zhuo angrily, his eyes full of monstrous anger.

Zhang Zhuo turned his head, looked the little ghost child up and down, nodded and said, "Yes, yes, it's one step away from the ghost spirit!" Still, it's not enough to see! Unless you turn into a ghost! ”

From Zhang Zhuo's words, I can hear that although Zhang Zhuo is seriously injured now, he still has the strength of a ghost.

It seems that Zhang Zhuo is not ordinarily strong.

The little ghost child's gaze crossed Zhang Zhuo and looked at me: "Zhao Zhang, sacrifice your soul to me, I can be promoted to ghost spirit immediately, help you, help me, and help our mother avenge her hatred." ”

There's no way I'm going to say yes to the little ghost boy.

My destiny can only be controlled by me, and I will not leave it to anyone.

What's more, I can't die, I still have to live.

I will definitely take revenge, but not at the expense of me.

I shook my head and refused the little ghost child's request.

The little ghost boy was extremely angry, pointed at me and cursed loudly: "Zhao Zhang, this is what you owe me!" I should have been surnamed Zhao, and I should have grown up safe and sound, but you took everything away from me and made me the ghost I am now! ”

There must be a secret between me and the little ghost child.

If I'm guessing correctly, the two of us should have been dropped, and the little ghost child suffered what should have been mine.

I sympathize with the little ghost boy and feel sorry for him, and I have now forgiven my hatred for him, because the source of it all is me.

But I can't sacrifice my soul to him.

I now finally understand why the little ghost boy bought my life.

First of all, he hated me, hated me for taking his life, but making him suffer undeservedly.

Secondly, he needs my soul to strengthen himself and kill Zhang Zhuo to take revenge.

Seeing that I didn't agree, the little ghost child roared angrily again: "Zhao Zhang, now is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, once he is allowed to escape, it will be difficult to kill him again!" ”

Even if Zhang Zhuo is seriously injured like this, he still has the strength of a ghost.

If Zhang Zhuo recovers from his injury, his strength will definitely be higher than that of the ghost, maybe he is a ghost general, maybe he is a ghost handsome, or even a ghost king.

Still, I can't sacrifice my soul to the little ghost child.

I shook my head and said, "Zhang Xian, let's work together to take him down!" ”

The little ghost boy pointed at me and gritted his teeth and said, "My surname is Zhao, not Zhang, Zhao Zhang, you will pay attention to me when you speak in the future!" ”

Zhang Zhuoyin laughed: "Just the two of you, it's still not enough!" ”

"And what about me?" Another familiar voice rang out in the distance.

The owner of this voice is my biological mother, the ghost mother of the little ghost child.

When I saw my biological mother, I sighed in my heart.

When I saw her at the supermarket, I was scared because she was a ghost.

After learning about her relationship with me on Tianxin Mountain, I was shocked in my heart, but I didn't have the slightest affection for her.

And this time I saw her again, I don't know why, my chest hurt.

After Zhang Zhuo saw my biological mother, he couldn't help but say playfully: "Today is really lively!" Our family of three is actually reunited here! However, the scene seems to be a little sad, the son wants to kill Lao Tzu, the wife wants to kill her husband, and the husband wants to kill his wife and son. Hahaha! It's hilarious! ”

At this moment, it is indeed very sad.

If it were an ordinary family, we would probably be sitting around eating right now!

I can't help but think of the happy days I had with my adoptive father and adoptive mother.

I just don't know how they're doing now?

When this is over, I'll make sure to find them.

But we are not an ordinary family, Zhang Zhuo is a demon, not only eating his son's heart, but also persecuting his wife.

Zhang Zhuo is simply the most shameless beast in the world.

I am a yin and yang disciple, my biological mother is a ghost, and the little ghost child is only one step away from being a ghost.

I don't know if with the strength of the three of us, we can beat Zhang Zhuo.

My biological mother gritted her teeth and looked at Zhang Zhuo, and said with great grief and indignation: "Zhang Zhuo, I won't eat your flesh and drink your blood, I swear not to be a human being!" ”

Zhang Zhuo glanced at my biological mother contemptuously: "You are no longer human!" ”

My biological mother was so angry that Zhang Zhuo trembled, and she was about to rush to Zhang Zhuo with a loud roar.

The little ghost child stood in front of my biological mother and said loudly, "Mom, don't be impulsive! The three of us are fighting around him! I'm the main attacker, you assist, Zhao Zhang's remote harassment! ”

The little ghost kid's assignment is very reasonable.

I am the weakest in this area, and I went up to fight with Zhang Zhuo, that is, to find death.

Zhang Zhuo snorted coldly and said, "Zhao Zhang, your life is good, I will spare you today!" ”

Zhang Zhuo turned around and sped away into the darkness in the distance.

Zhang Zhuo was too cunning, he knew that fighting against the three of us would only lose both sides and not get any benefit, so he slipped away.

Seeing Zhang Zhuo leave, my biological mother breathed a long sigh of relief, turned her head and asked me with concern: "Zhao Zhang, are you okay?" ”

A warm current rushed into my chest.

I haven't seen each other for more than 20 years, but she still cares about me so much.

Maybe that's true motherly love.

The little ghost child stood aside and glared at me angrily, as if I had taken his mother.

I sighed and nodded to my birth mother.

My birth mother walked up to me, took out a needle, pulled a hair from my head, threaded it through the eye of the needle, and began to stitch my chest.

I don't know if it was my biological mother's delicate methods, or if I was deeply touched by her love.

I didn't feel a single pain as the needle in her hand passed through my flesh.

I remembered a poem I learned in elementary school: a loving mother's hand is on the line, and the wanderer's shirt is on the top. Before leaving, I am afraid that I will return late.

Although the current artistic conception is different from the artistic conception in the poem, I can still feel her love for me.

I looked at her kind face and asked softly, "What happened back then?" How did Zhang Xian and I get swapped? ”

I've always wanted to ask this question, but I've never had a chance.

Hearing my words, my biological mother's hands couldn't help but tremble, and her face turned even pale.

My birth mother seemed to have thought of something extremely sad and painful.