Chapter Fifty-Nine: Romance in the Mirror Thirty-Six
Lin Shuang was trapped in the tomb, her life hanging by a thread. Sit in the slightly intense light and confront the terrifying and ferocious zombie. Fortunately, Ouyang Lie outside turned on all the lights in the studio, which made the light-afraid zombie stop attacking. As a result, Lin Shuang was able to have the opportunity to move the rescue troops through "Didi beating people".
At the end of the burial chamber was a dark and uncertain place. The zombie stood in the darkness, coveting Lin Shuang's movements. The sarcophagus was silent in front of the zombie on the right, and the female corpse inside did not make a sound. On the ground next to the sarcophagus, the body of the black cat was lying, and the blood in its body had been drained. But the head of the black cat was still facing the direction where Lin Shuang was, and its two strange eyes were wide open, and they didn't blink. The piece of light that Lin Shuang leaned on was opposite the zombie, and Lin Shuang strongly supported himself to prevent himself from falling.
Ouyang Lie, who was outside the tomb, looked at the snow-white wall in front of him hatefully, unable to find the pass that Lin Shuang entered. I really don't know what happened to Lin Shuang inside? Ouyang Lie was so anxious that his eyes were bloodshot. He recalled the blue and black palm print on Lin Shuang's back from before, could that palm print be next to him here? I remember Lin Shuang told him that in Yang Luo's studio, there was a tomb. Could it be that tonight, Lin Shuang entered that tomb again? But why, she was able to go in? But you can't go in? The more Ouyang Lie thought about it, the more anxious he became.
Just when Ouyang Lie's heart was full of pain and entanglement, he suddenly heard a slight noise outside. The voice was very slight, as if it was groundless, but it was still caught in time by the alert Ouyang Lie. Ouyang Lie looked at the door of the outhouse, and the unknown voice was getting closer and closer. Ouyang Lie glanced at Zhang Shuai, and the two quickly flashed behind the door of the room. As soon as the two of them flashed to the door, the door of the outhouse creaked open. Then, I heard the familiar noise coming towards the back room.
Ouyang Lie poked his head out from behind the door and was stunned. He saw two warriors in ancient costumes, wearing armor and swords at their waists, falling as light and fast as the wind in front of the wall that Lin Shuang had been inspecting. I saw that the two warriors looked at each other for a moment, then each stretched out their arms, and with a gentle push, the people disappeared.
"Big brother, these two people are the same yin soldiers who beat us on the highway last time! That's right, it's them! The last time they had a huge team, they were in groups, and everyone they saw said that it was 'Yin Soldier Borrowing the Road'. Why did they only come here with two of them this time? Zhang Shuai whispered to Ouyang Lie.
"It seems that only these two people need to solve the situation. Luo Luo, there must be a lot of luck in it, otherwise she wouldn't have moved the rescuers. If Luo Luo wanted someone to help her beforehand, she would have arranged it in advance. Ouyang Lie said anxiously.
Just when Ouyang Lie wanted to pull out, he saw the two armor-clad warriors supporting Lin Shuang and breaking through the wall. There was no entrance to that wall, and there were no mechanisms, but how did they get in and out of it? Ouyang Lie couldn't figure it out.
I saw that Lin Shuang was covered in blood, her hair was messily attached to her forehead, her clothes were in tatters, and she didn't know where the mask was lost? Lin Shuang's face was pale at the moment, without a trace of blood. Ouyang Lie frowned and flashed out from behind the door. He was about to step forward quickly, but saw Lin Shuang laboriously roll up a ragged sleeve and raise his arm towards the two warriors.
"Thank you for rescuing me in time, I'll pay ten times the price this time." Lin Shuang said weakly.
A warrior took out a black delicate instrument from his bosom and stretched it out to Lin Shuang's arm. Lin Shuang pressed his arm against the instrument, and the row of numbers on Lin Shuang's arm before began to flicker and change. After a few seconds, the warrior took the instrument.
"Miss Lolo, thank you for paying us so much time. During this time, you and Mr. Luo Bei have been taking care of our business and have never bargained with us, and the company is really grateful to you. The warrior said politely to Lin Shuang.
"You have done us a great favor and saved my life today, and no matter how much money we pay, we deserve it. Go away, and I'll look for you again if I need it. Lin Shuang said weakly.
"Miss Luo Luo, your injuries seem to be very serious now, shall we take you back to Silver City with us?" There was no expression on the samurai's stiff face, but the words that came out revealed concern.
"Don't worry, I can go back myself. If I walk out of this building with you, I'll get someone's attention. I don't want to cause any trouble to Yincheng and you. Go away, it's getting daylight. Lin Shuang said with concern.
The two warriors glanced at each other before turning around and preparing to leave. When they suddenly found Ouyang Lie and Zhang Shuai, they vigilantly held their hands on the hilt of the knife, turned around and said something to Lin Shuang. After hearing this, Lin Shuang looked up at Ouyang Lie in surprise, and Ouyang Lie had already taken off his mask at this time.
Lin Shuang said to the two warriors, "They won't hurt me, you can leave without worry." ”
The two men with stiff faces disappeared in a flash after hearing Lin Shuang's words.
"How are you? Hurry up and follow me to the hospital! Ouyang Lie eagerly ran to Lin Shuang's eyes, knelt on one knee, and stroked her pale cheeks.
"Why are you here? I'm fine, I don't have to go to the hospital. At this time, Lin Shuang no longer had the strength to think too much, and just wanted to get out of here quickly.
Zhang Shuaipi said to Lin Shuang with a smile: "Hmph, why are we here?" What else do we want to ask you? This studio now belongs to my eldest brother, what is your intention to sneak in late at night? ”
"Zhang Shuai, stop talking nonsense!" Ouyang Lie raised his head and glared at Zhang Shuai.
"You hold on, and you'll be fine when you get to the hospital. Zhang Shuai, you go downstairs to start the car, and immediately notify the hospital to prepare for first aid. Ouyang Lie carefully held Lin Shuang in his arms and comforted the dying Lin Shuang. He hurriedly walked towards the elevator and instructed Zhang Shuai.
Zhang Shuai didn't dare to say more, so he turned around and went downstairs helplessly.
Lin Shuang's hand covered his chest tightly. She had to protect the secret book of making perfumes, which she had bought in exchange for her life.
Ouyang Lie stared at Lin Shuang's hands strangely, and saw that there was a thread-bound book hidden in her arms. Did she venture here tonight just to get the book? At this time, Lin Shuang's clothes were in tatters, and his skin and flesh were exposed. Ouyang Lie saw that there was a blue and black palm print on Lin Shuang's chest, exactly the same as the last time she was injured. Ouyang Lie looked at Lin Shuang worriedly, worried that her injuries were too serious, and he was afraid that she would not be able to hold on.
Lin Shuang's eyes were confused, and his gaze began to drift. But Hei Zi's lips were still trembling slightly, and he said, "Ouyang Lie, don't worry about my business. You help me drive the car to the front of the building, and I can go home by myself. I can't go back with you! ”
Ouyang Lie looked at Lin Shuang's stubborn face and didn't say anything, just looked at her silently, feeling extremely distressed. He thought to himself: This time, he can't say anything and let Lin Shuang go! He wants Lin Shuang to come back to him, and he can't let her temperament mess around anymore!
"Ouyang Lie, did you hear my words? Hurry up and put me down, I'm going to drive home! The elevator slowly descended to the first floor and stopped.
Ouyang Lie still didn't speak, but his expression was unmoved. Lin Shuang was anxious, struggling in Ouyang Lie's arms, suddenly coughing a few times, and spit out a mouthful of blood with a "wow".
"Lin Shuang, Lin Shuang, you must hold on!" Ouyang Lie shouted at Lin Shuang, tears flashing in his resolute eyes.
Zhang Shuai had already driven the car to the front of the building and waited for Ouyang Lie. Seeing Ouyang Lie's figure, he quickly got out of the car and opened the door of the back seat.
"Hurry up, hurry up, if you don't go to the hospital, I'm afraid she'll be dying." Ouyang Lie shouted sharply, his eyes were red, and his handsome face had been distorted and deformed by anxiety and worry.