"Is that you?"

The gray fog began to fade, and familiar objects such as doors, hallways, light bulbs, and old furniture began to show some traces.

Dozens of seconds later, the gray mist that obscured everything completely disappeared without a trace, and the He family seemed to have returned to the normal world, only the broken gate and the few people lying on the ground showed that everything that had just happened was not an illusion.

Liang Baiqing was half-lying on the ground, panting heavily, staring at the uninvited guest who suddenly appeared in the room at the moment, with a wary expression, and then with difficulty he took out a yellow talisman from his waist and mixed it with his fingertips.

When Zhang Jiao turned around, after seeing his face, Liang Baiqing shouted in surprise, "It's you?"

"It's me. ”

Zhang Jiao turned around and looked at Liang Baiqing, who was bloodstained under his ears, his right hand and most of his body were scorched black, the back of his fist was blurred with flesh and blood, and white bones were faintly visible, nodded slightly, and said indifferently.

"Need my help?"

Liang Baiqing's expression moved when he heard this, the expression on his face changed slightly, and after thinking for a while, he said slowly in a particularly polite tone, "Don't trouble Your Excellency for the time being, this little matter is not in the way, I can handle it." ”

With that, he struggled for a moment, struggled to stand up, and said with a smile, "Look, it's not a big deal." ”

Zhang Jiao looked at the cold sweat that kept oozing from the corners of his forehead, and without saying anything, his figure disappeared into the He family's old house in a flash.

As time passed, Liang Baiqing stood in place, the sweat on his forehead dripping like water droplets, soaking most of his collar.

It wasn't until seven or eight minutes later, after making sure that Zhang Jiao had really left, that he couldn't hold his breath anymore, and lay down straight.

Before he fell, he slowly pinched the spell left and right in good condition, and unlocked the puppet spell that had been placed on his junior brother Lin Baiying before.

A few minutes later, Lin Baiying, who was stiff on the side, staggered over, half-lying beside his senior brother, and after making sure that he was not in danger of life, he ran into the room again and looked at the girl who fell to the ground.

After a little temptation, Lin Baiying gently hugged her back to the bed, with a relieved smile on her face, and then turned around and went back to take care of his senior brother.

Although the girl fell into a coma, her life was not in danger. Now it's just because I've just been eroded by a large amount of yin qi, and I only need to do a magic thing to get rid of yin and evil qi in the future, and then cultivate well for two more years, and it can be regarded as being able to give an explanation to Father and Mother.

However, how could that Left Dao Warlock appear here just now, and it seems that he still knows his senior brother.

Lin Baiying's heart was full of questions, but now was not the time to pursue these, if he didn't save him, he would be the only one left in the Quansheng Dao.

On the other side, after leaving the He family's old house.

In the old houses on the roadside of the urban village in the old area of Danlin, many households are lit up, and a lot of conversations can be faintly heard.

"It looks like they shouldn't be able to sleep in the second half of the night today, so it's good to accompany me. ”

Zhang Jiao looked at the lights that were not intended to be extinguished, and thought to himself.

He staggered down the old and shabby road.

The street lamps on both sides of the old road have long been in disrepair, and there is only a telephone pole with dim lights in the distance.

Zhang Jiao's figure loomed between the darkness and the dim light, and occasionally lingered between half-light and half-darkness for a while.

From a distance, it looks like a wandering lonely ghost, which is extraordinarily infiltrating.

Of course, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a lonely ghost.

At this moment, on Zhang Jiao's face and body, a gray aura was constantly wriggling on the skin like an insect, and occasionally the two collided with the place where they were drilled together, and he immediately felt a tear-like pain, and the skin on the surface was immediately torn apart, and the invisible gray-white aura quietly floated out from the wound.

And in his pupils, countless blood-colored handwritings kept surging, one on top of the other, turning his eyes into a blood-red patch in the eye sockets, round and round, constantly speeding up, making people afraid that it would fall out in the next second.

Zhang Jiao's eyes were spinning, and the entire horizon was constantly tumbling, turning the world upside down, making him sick and uncomfortable and wanting to die.

The two ghosts in his body also seemed to sense his thoughts, and they became more and more rampant.

"Proud son, don't insist, aren't you really uncomfortable?"

"Relax, come and lie down with your eyes closed! ”

"Come on, give up. You are human, they are not human, and human beings cannot fight monsters. Don't hold on. ”

Bursts of gentle words like a mother kept echoing in his heart, tempting him to give up resistance.

Zhang Jiao slowly stopped under a dim light, his two bright red eyes slowly narrowed, and he looked at the telephone poles full of small advertisements such as white-skinned, beautiful, gold-seeking children, a needle for the treatment of fox odor venereal diseases, etc., and then turned sideways and leaned over.

A rare smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, bright and hearty.

"Oh, my mom won't give up on me, she wishes I had tried my best to catch up with the people in front of me. When I was in school, I compared my grades, and after graduation, I compared my work, and my blind dates had to be compared with my friends' girlfriends. After a lifetime of competition, she will make me give up?

"Remember, Lao Tzu's name is Zhang Jiao! Proud of my pride! She forcibly put this name on my household registration in front of my grandparents. ”

As if sensing his determination, the feeling of tearing in his body gradually subsided, the pupils in his eyes stopped rolling around, and the color of blood began to recede.

The strange feeling on the body disappeared in a rare way.

Zhang Jiao felt so relaxed for the first time in the past ten days. He froze in place, his hands outstretched, and he was lazy, and his whole person seemed to have unloaded everything, both mentally and physically.

It's so comfortable!

A cool breeze blew, and he was about to moan out of his comfort.

Zhang Jiao, who was indulging in this moment of comfort, didn't notice that in the low-lying place not far from his feet, a puddle of dirty water was slowly overflowing under the cool breeze.

Under the action of the wind, the spilled water stains began to twist and meander continuously, outlining a twisted and crooked pattern.

If you look closely, you can see that the pattern is clearly composed of calamity, calamity, obscurity, mildew, evil, misfortune and so on full of malicious characters.

The cool breeze is blowing stronger and stronger, and the streets of the old district are like an air inlet, with a lot of miscellaneous garbage being blown all over the sky, and the billboards hanging above many houses are even creaking by the wind.

Coincidentally, several torn newspapers flew head-on, covering Zhang Jiao's cheeks.

Zhang Jiao, who fell into the comfort, reacted a little slowly, and when he was about to remove the waste paper on his cheek, not far above his head, a huge advertising rack made of steel bars fell down somehow, and smashed at him diagonally.

After Zhang Jiao wiped the waste paper off his face, the oncoming advertising rack had already smashed into his head.

The advertising rack welded by the palm-wide steel bar is taller than a person, looking up, this huge advertising rack is afraid that it is no smaller than a car, if a normal person is smashed by this thing, it is estimated that he will not die or be severely disabled.

Zhang Jiao instinctively wanted to dodge, but at this moment, a sharp pain suddenly hit from the limbs of his body. The blood in his eyes instantly filled the entire field of vision.

This feeling of extreme comfort and then extreme pain is particularly strong at this moment.

The body instinctively twitched, and he couldn't leave half a step.

Bang dang!

The sound of steel coming into contact with the ground quickly spread, and many residents on the side of the road who were awakened poked their heads out and looked towards the place where the sound came from.

"Ganli Niang! I won't let people sleep tonight!"

Many people who saw that the billboard fell scolded one after another, and they were secretly glad that they had not been there during the day.

This should be a plague thing, making such a big billboard is crazy for money!

At the edge of the street, with the flow of gray and white breath, Zhang Jiao seemed to be a phantom, passing through many obstacles, and a billboard fell not far from the eaves of an old-fashioned store.

His face was hideous, his eyes dripping with blood and tears, and he whispered to himself.

"You like to play like this, don't you?

The wind rattled, and no one answered him, only the eaves of the old-fashioned bungalow, a large pile of old wires that were haphazardly connected, suddenly broke.

Countless old charred black wires, with brilliant electric sparks, were drawn straight towards the back of his head.