For his descendant, Song Heqing thought of an interesting way.

He raised his hand and cast a spell......

waited for Zhao Feixin to fall to the ground before turning around and leaving, turning into black smoke and disappearing around the corner.

Half an hour later, the news that the eldest young master of the Zhao family had become a vegetative person quickly spread throughout the rich circle.

The reason was that a guest got drunk and got lost and found the statue-like bodyguard in the aisle, as well as the young master Zhao who had fainted to the ground.

Even the private doctor, unable to determine what was going on, was sent to the best hospital overnight.

As a result, all the physical signs of Young Master Zhao's body are operating normally, but he just can't wake up.

After various methods, there is no effect.

After scanning his brain, it was found that his brain was in a standby state, and he couldn't even think except for basic physiological operations.

In the end, the doctor reluctantly announced that he was in a vegetative state.

Zhao's father almost fainted on the spot, and his son, who had been cultivated for eighteen years, is now in a vegetative state, what should he do with his family property......

Mrs. Zhao cried even more.

For this lady who does not touch the spring water with her fingers, the number of times she has hugged her son is only a handful, and what she thinks about now is not her son's safety, but her own status.

The biggest reliance is gone, what if the vixen outside enters the house?

For his wife's crying, Zhao's father only felt a headache, and the pent-up anger suddenly came to Tianlinggai and yelled:

"Crying, crying, crying, you know crying, it's not like a mother, take out the time you usually go out to play blindly to accompany your children, and your son won't be like this......"

"Can I be blamed for this? Hello, roll the sheets with those juniors, juniors, and Xiaomi every day, and your son is ruined by you. ”

For a while, two people in their forties and fifties quarreled in the house.

The nurse next to her wanted to stop it but didn't dare.

On this side, chickens and dogs are jumping, and on the other side, Song Heqing has already taken Zhao Feixin's soul to the suburbs.

His mind swept over and stopped beside a stinking ditch.

As soon as the slender fingers were raised, the water bubbled as if it had been boiled by fire.

A huge stench wafted through the air, as if a dung pit had been blown up.

A pitch-black skeleton emerges from the stinking water.

After mana backtracking, this is a homeless man who accidentally drowned, and his body has been at the bottom of the stinking ditch for many years, and no one knows about it.

After being soaked in sludge all year round, the bones are blackened.

Song Heqing brought him ashore and said something in his mouth.

Soon, an amazing scene appeared:

The bones gradually turned white, and sinew began to grow on them. Then there is the skin, and finally the hair.

It actually became the appearance in front of him.

An eighteen-year-old man of short stature and thin stature with dark skin.

Song Heqing stuffed his soul into it.

The body moved, but the core was changed, Zhao Feixin opened his eyes, quickly got up, and pinched his nose:

"Hmm, it stinks."

When he saw Song Heqing, he was so frightened that he often retreated, but one of his feet slipped and fell into the stinky ditch.

"Ahh......h

"Wow~"

Looking at Zhao Feixin, who had become a "black monkey", Song Heqing seemed to be smiling:

"Come on, I don't know how dirty it is, and there may be excrement."

Zhao Feixin used his hands and feet together and climbed up.

Only then did he notice that he was naked from top to bottom, and he didn't wear a fig leaf.

Other than that......

"It's not my body! The skin is not so dark, and I am 1.85 meters tall and have six-pack abs, all of which are gone. ”

Zhao Feixin looked at Song Heqing in fear:

"What the hell have you done to me?"

"I didn't do anything, just let the eldest young master experience life."

Zhao Feixin:

"Life, what kind of life to experience?"

"If you can change your stinky life, let's go!"

"Where are you going? I'm still naked! ”

Seeing that he stayed where he was, he did not intend to move.

Song Heqing went her own way:

"If you don't come, this black light will be blinding, if something finds you, don't blame me for not reminding me."

Looking back, this kind of fierce seed really didn't move, and even sat on the ground with a bare buttocks.

A "what can you do with me" gesture.

Song Heqing was not surprised, raised his hand and fanned his nose, his expression thoughtful:

"It stinks."

Step into the darkness.

Zhao Feixin raised his hand:

"Hey, you're really leaving!"

Without a response, he grabbed a handful of grass and threw it forward:

"Damn!"

Just then the breeze blew and took away the heat from his body,

I shuddered.

"It stinks, did he really leave me like that? Is there such a place near the capital? ”

Zhao Feixin stood up and stepped on the ground with his bare feet, and the stones were uncomfortable.

He misses his designer sneakers and a pair of size 45 feet.

The current body is thin and meatless, and there is really no capital at all.

"Damn, don't let the master have a chance to turn over, or ......"

He was speaking harshly when suddenly there was movement behind him.

"Ho Ho Ho ......"

It's like someone stuck a mouthful of old phlegm.

He hurriedly looked back.

When I see it clearly, I have a heart attack.

I saw a black figure, under a tree not far away.

The horror is that his feet are more than a meter off the ground.

From a distance, it looks like he hanged himself.

But there is no rope in the tree......

Either way, it's not a good thing.

Zhao Feixin swallowed his saliva and began to walk backwards.

Then he saw the black shadow flying directly towards him.

"Ahh

Zhao Feixin screamed, and one hundred and eight ways to die appeared in his mind.

At this time, I can't care about whether I am awkward or not, and I will run away.

While running, his mouth did not rest:

"What the hell, what the hell! Help me! ”

By the time he endured the pain on the soles of his feet, he ran about twenty meters and turned back again, and the thing was already in front of him.

Relying on the street lights on the nearby road, I finally saw what it was......

Indescribable, the face of this humanoid monster was like a mass of dried bacon, sauce black.

The most striking thing is its large pair of fangs.

Zhao Feixin remembered what it was: "Zombies!" ”

In a hurry, he crouched down, and continued to run wildly in the direction when the zombie couldn't stop.

The zombie seemed a little angry, let out a sigh of corpse gas, and turned to continue chasing him.

But in three seconds, Zhao Feixin was caught up again.

Just as the zombie was about to catch him, a folding fan spun out of the darkness, stopping the zombie from moving.

After the folding fan completed its mission, it flew back into Song Heqing's hands like a boomerang.

He was standing not far away, looking at it.

That leisurely posture made Zhao Feixin very dissatisfied, and shouted:

"You stupid, you're still standing there watching the play, why don't you hurry up and save me!"

"Smack".

Song Heqing frowned, put away the fan, and put his hands behind his back.

"You kid, I really can't tell the difference between the big and the small kings......"

Seeing that he was going to stand by and watch, Zhao Feixin was anxious, and even slapped himself in the mouth:

"It's my mistake, I'm cheap, you don't remember the villain, come and save me!"

The zombies on the side were still looking at the two of them.

The little eyeballs were dripping.

Apparently no small amount of wisdom has been born.

"Brother, big brother...... Ancestor, come and save me! ”

In the face of pleading, Song Heqing did not move.

Realizing that he didn't come to help, the zombie sucked it directly into the air, but nothing came out.

The little eyes were full of doubt.

Zhao Feixin didn't understand what was going on.

Song Heqing not far away:

"I've cursed this body, and it's not okay to suck blood from the air."

Zhao Feixin was glad and asked weakly:

"That'...... What about not in the air? ”

Song Heqing shook his head, looking helpless:

"It's hard to say."

The zombie understood the meaning, and directly pounced on it, grabbing Zhao Feixin's arms.

The long nails were embedded in the flesh, and blood came out.

"Ahh

Zhao Feixin screamed.

He was greeted by a pair of sharp fangs.