Seeing this, the remaining little boy sniffed and followed him excitedly, shouting in a milky voice: "Okay, Xiaohu is a hygienic kid, and Xiaohu must be thrown away too!" With that, he pushed himself The paper airplane in my hand was also thrown in.
Then, the two children left with satisfaction, leaving only Zi Tong, who was trapped in a pile of garbage, screaming to the sky and feeling depressed.
However, his depressed look soon disappeared. Because he discovered that the little boy just dropped the paper airplane, and he just happened to be able to "fly" the paper airplane.
Not long after, a super fighter jet carried Zi Tong from the trash can, breaking through many obstacles and heading towards Yuntian Town.
What he didn't know was that just after he left the room where the dead man was sleeping, two people walked in...
two hours ago…
Zheng Muyang and Yin Cuo walked in one after another. Zheng Muyang's feminine face was full of anxiety. He grabbed Yin Cuo's body and pushed him: "Yin Cuo, what's going on? Why did Ting'er die again? It’s only been one day since the last treatment.”
Yin Cuo pushed him away with an unhappy look on his face and said, "Tch, haven't you noticed yet? She is almost dying, and the time between each treatment has gradually shortened. In a few days, it will probably be one hour. You have to die once. At that time, this human woman will be completely stunned."
"What should we do?" Zheng Muyang sat slumped on the stool beside the bed, holding his hair with both hands, and asked feebly.
"Waiting to die..." Yin Cuo spread his hands out in an innocent posture.
"No! It can't be done!" Zheng Muyang raised his head and said decisively. But his next sentence had a strong tone of prayer. "You must have a solution, right?"
"There is a way," Yin Cuo pondered: "Because she has been dead for so long, the aura in her body is close to nothing. To solve this problem, just pour a little bit of the soul of a living thing into her body. "
Hearing this, Zheng Muyang was puzzled: "The soul of a living thing?"
Yin Cuo showed a bloodthirsty smile, looked at the corpse on the bed and said, "Yes, it's the soul of the person who just died. This is a good thing, and it's also very delicious..." As he said, Yincuo closed his eyes and took a deep breath, as if he was reminiscing.
"Then let's go find her quickly!" After hearing the news that Feng Tingting was still alive, Zheng Muyang responded hurriedly, regardless of Yin Cuo's strange reaction. Now he couldn't wait any longer and couldn't afford it.
"Hurry up? Are you kidding me?"
At this time, Yin Cuo said something incoherently, and saw that the other party looked confused. Then he explained: "It is not easy to find a soul that can be poured into this human woman's body. Three conditions must be met. Well, the person must be sealed into a container when he or she dies. So as not to be contaminated by the power of cause and effect in the world."
"The power of karma and reincarnation? What is this?" Zheng Muyang asked curiously, but he did not wait for Yin Cuo's answer and said hurriedly: "It doesn't matter what it is, this kind of thing is trivial to you, right? .”
Yin Cuo was not annoyed at being interrupted. He just put on a more serious expression and said: "Yes, this is naturally a piece of cake for me, mainly because of the last two conditions. Secondly, so The host of the taken soul must not be a person who has died of illness or old age; third, the number must be more than a thousand. Zheng Muyang, you should understand what this means."
Zheng Muyang understood immediately, but what he was concerned about was another issue: "Then after doing this, it won't have any impact on Ting'er."
Yin Cuo replied nonchalantly: "It has no impact, and after this incarnation, she will never die suddenly like this again. But, do you really plan to trade thousands of lives for that living dead man's life?"
"Why not?" Zheng Muyang said in a deep voice with a hint of gloom on his face. "Not to mention thousands of lives, as long as we can save Ting'er, it doesn't matter if we kill all the people in the world. It is their blessing to be able to sacrifice their souls to Ting'er."
As if he didn't expect the other party to answer like this, Yin Cuo was obviously stunned for a moment, and then sneered: "You kid, you are different from the humans I have seen before. But..." He said again Falling into memories. Then he slowly said: "Compared with your pretentious hypocrites, your unabashed selfishness is more to my liking."
"You'd better stop talking that kind of meaningless nonsense, and hurry up and collect those suitable souls." Zheng Muyang grabbed Feng Tingting's stiff, temperatureless hands as if there was no one else around, and turned his back to Yincuo said.
"Don't worry...I have a plan in mind, uncle."
Yin Cuo's body suddenly disappeared into the house as his words fell to the ground.
After Yin Cuo set off, Zheng Muyang stared at Feng Tingting's lifeless face and muttered to himself: "Ting'er, no matter what happens this time, I will never let go again." After saying that, he leaned forward, He kissed the other party's bloodless lips, then stood up and left the room and closed the door.
Suddenly, the whole room fell into dead silence.
.......
September, many people are in awe of this month, not only because it is a harvest season, but also because of those three words——
open!
study!
season!
As the saying goes, whether the departure of summer vacation is the pursuit of school or the non-retention of homework.
Du Dapeng, a sixth-grade student at Xiangyang Primary School, sighed deeply about this sad incident. So as the leader of the Xiangyang Primary School League, he has the obligation to lead all the league members in a serious treasure hunt competition within the primary school league at the beginning of the school year.
The treasure hunt competition is a pre-school ceremony for the Xiangyang Primary School Group. Everyone in the group has a responsibility, and you will win prizes if you participate. I think Du Dapeng dug a beautiful ceramic bottle in a cave that no one had set foot in a year ago, and was successfully promoted to group leader. Now this competition is in full swing.
A group of children walked into a cave chattering. There were boys and girls in the group, ranging in age from six to ten years old. And they are all led by a boy in a camouflage vest in the middle. This person is naturally our group leader Du Dapeng!
Du Dapeng, surrounded by a group of furry children, has ascended to the throne in the cave - a stone made of two large stones stacked on top of each other. The remaining people automatically lined up in two queues, separated by men and women, in front of Du Dapeng.
"Everyone is here." Du Dapeng, whose voice had not changed yet, tried to act like an adult and asked questions to his team members.
"Done!"
"No!"
Two different voices sounded together, the one in front was the person in charge of the boys' group, and the one in the back was the person in charge of the girls' group.
Seeing his companions looking at him, the leader of the girls' group quickly said: "Huifeng isn't here yet!"
"It's her again, you girls are so weak."
"You boys are no better. We win every time."
"Just don't wait any longer..."
"She's so annoying!"
"Then you quit..."
Du Dapeng, who was on the throne, saw that his group members were quarreling again, so he had to come out to control the situation: "Everyone, be quiet." He said and knocked the stone with the hot water bottle in his hand, making a collision. The voice comes.
The group of little kids immediately fell silent and looked at the leader on the throne, expecting the other party to make up his mind.
Seeing that all the eyes of his companions were focused on him, Du Dapeng didn't have any nervousness on his young face. Instead, he put on a serious expression and said: "I think we in the Xiangyang Primary School Group must be united. We are always so noisy. It’s not like words.”
"Girls are too weak. Huifeng is late every time and walks slowly. I suggest kicking all the girls out." Du Dapeng's answer was not catered to by the members of the group, but was refuted by a skinny boy.
"If you want to leave, you go too!" the girls shouted not to be outdone.
Just as a battle was about to break out again, there was a sound of footsteps outside the cave.
Du Dapeng breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Isn't this coming? Huifeng, hurry up, everyone..." He stopped before he could say these words.
Because the person who came was not Huifeng, but an adult, an adult dressed strangely and carrying a giant umbrella.
When this group of children saw Yin Cuo walking in, they immediately gathered around and started discussing:
"It's such a big umbrella, and it's still in ancient costume. Are you filming a TV show?"
"Don't you understand? This is called 'Death of Thirst Pu Lei'. I saw my brother wearing it..."
"Wow, Xiao Neng, you are so awesome, I already know you!"
"What's so great about it, I see my sister wearing it too!"
Just at this time--
A scream was heard from the group of children, and Du Dapeng, who was sitting on the throne, was so frightened that he peed his pants.
The companions who were still alive and kicking just now were now strung together by the weirdo with giant umbrellas, looking like a string of giant candied haws.
He opened his mouth, wanting to vent his inner fear by screaming, but no sound came out.
Immediately afterwards, the man said "Noisy" and raised his hand to point at Du Dapeng.
With a "bang", Du Dapeng's small body suddenly exploded, and pieces of internal organs and body flesh were scattered all over the floor.
A voice came from the cave entrance behind him. Yincuo flicked his hand and threw the body off the "candied haws", turned his head and said to himself: "There is another one."
An unknown male or female voice sounded in the air: "Give me this one..."
........
Huifeng left the cave entrance, not daring to stay any longer, and limped down the mountain. The terrifying scene just now became the motivation that supported her to run.
quick! Run! Otherwise you will be killed! It would be fine as long as he went down the mountain. There were so many people at the foot of the mountain that he didn't dare to come.
At the critical moment, she burst out with unprecedented energy. She quickly ran down the rocky slope and passed through the woods. She could already see the shadow of the school. Her eyes lit up with hope for life.
But a black flame was coming quickly from behind.
Everything is too late...
