Chapter 144 The Chaotic Square
A few hours passed before I knew it.
Qin Meirou wrapped around Liang Xingyang like a beautiful snake.
She lay on Liang Xingyang's chest, opened her eyes, and felt a little uncomfortable after waking up.
"Why aren't you sleeping yet?" Qin Meirou yawned and smoothed the hair beside her ears.
Liang Xingyang opened his eyes: "You are very experienced."
Qin Meirou was stunned when she heard this, her face turned red, and she refused to admit it: "You are my first man."
" No need to lie, I can hear it from your heartbeat. "Liang Xingyang pointed to his heart and shook his head.
The longer he controls the ghost heart, the more sensitive he is to the surrounding heart beats, and he can hear Qin Meirou's heartbeat.
Qin Meirou glanced at him, stood up, picked up her clothes and put them on without haste, not caring at all that the person in front of her was looking at her.
Liang Xingyang looked away and suddenly said meaningfully: "You seem to be pregnant."
Qin Meirou smiled and hummed softly. She didn't believe it. How could anyone get pregnant right after having sex.
"You are really pregnant." Liang Xingyang said seriously.
"You, don't talk nonsense." Qin Meirou was ashamed and angry, ignored Liang Xingyang, put on her clothes and walked into the bathroom to wash up.
Liang Xingyang stood up with a smile, picked up the clothes on the ground and put them on, quietly looking at the moonlight by the window.
"I'm going back. Minister Cao's meeting is expected to end in half an hour." Qin Meirou simply packed up and walked out of the bathroom.
After she finished speaking, she rubbed her arms and felt a little sore.
Liang Xingyang emphasized: "I'm not kidding, you are pregnant with a ghost baby. If you leave like this, you will die in a few days."
Qin Meirou looked in disbelief, but looking at Liang Xingyang With a serious look on his face, his face turned pale and he suddenly panicked.
"I...I am pregnant with a ghost fetus?"
She was completely panicked. What kind of physique did the other party have?
Although Liang Xingyang is a ghost controller, I have never heard that ghost controllers will give birth to ghost fetuses if they have in-depth interactions with ordinary people.
“It’s not a ghost fetus, it’s a ghost baby.”
Liang Xingyang came over and gently put his hand on Qin Meirou’s belly. He could clearly feel that there was a finger-sized ghost baby inside. Pregnant.
It is useless for ordinary people to be pregnant, just like Zhang Liqin is pregnant with a ghost baby. Only Wang Shanshan's situation is special, one in ten thousand.
He just replaced the starving ghost. Even if he had an in-depth communication with Qin Meirou, he could not really make her pregnant with a ghost fetus. Otherwise, aliens like Mr. Qin would be everywhere in the streets.
Qin Meirou may have had a physical problem and absorbed some blue-black haze, causing the ghost baby to be conceived.
"If I remove my identity as a starving ghost now, will the ghost baby have a chance to stay? There is a high probability that it will turn into a cold breath and disappear!" Liang Xingyang couldn't help but think about these two possibilities.
The ghost boy raised by Yang Jian in the original work was conceived by Wang Shanshan after taking the haze. She did not have in-depth communication with Yang Jian, so the ghost boy is the product of ghost eyes and starving ghosts, and because Yang Jian controls ghost eyes , so he looks like Yang Jian.
Liang Xingyang frowned: "You can try it."
Qin Meirou saw him frowning, and her heart skipped a beat. Her beautiful face turned pale, as if she would collapse at any moment, feeling like she was going to die.
Liang Xingyang ignored Qin Meirou and walked into the bathroom with the gold box containing the dead man's head, releasing him from his status as a starving ghost.
The ghost baby was squeezed out of the mirror space by the cold air, and was subsequently restrained by the death curse of the ghost heart. The newspaper ghost also fell out of the mirror ghost and was restrained by the coffin nails. The Liar then fell out and was restrained by the Dead Head.
Liang Xingyang waved his hand, and the fuzzy ghost opened up, replaced the ghost baby again, ate the newspaper ghost and the liar ghost again, and put the dead head into the box and imprisoned it.
Qin Meirou burst into tears and cried helplessly: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, I will be fine."
"Keep calm, don't panic." Liang Xingyang comforted him, walked out of the bathroom with the box and came to Qin Meirou's side.
Putting his hand on Qin Meirou's belly again, the finger-sized ghost baby disappeared, replaced by wisps of cold aura.
Liang Xingyang said regretfully: "It is really not that simple to raise a ghost boy."
He blew gently, the cold wind blew up, and the weak cold breath was dispelled, Qin Meirou suddenly I shivered.
"You're okay." Liang Xingyang said.
Qin Meirou felt that the soreness in her body had disappeared. She couldn't help but touch her belly and confirmed again: "Is it really okay?"
"Yes." Liang Xingyang said.
“That’s great.”
Qin Meirou forced a smile, raised her head and looked at the man in front of her with a little fear. This incident caused a psychological shadow on her. If the ghost baby is more pregnant Several times, she didn't dare to think about it...
So Qin Meirou ran away.
Liang Xingyang smiled faintly, and the regret of losing the ghost baby was instantly relieved a lot. At the same time, he thought to himself: "It seems that physiological needs cannot stimulate the eroded emotions. If you want to restore your emotions, you still have to rely on ghost dreams."
The haze opened up, and he took a step forward and went directly to the downstairs of the hotel. Since he was leaving Dajing City tomorrow, he decided to visit the night market here.
Today seems to be the Lantern Festival, and Wanda Plaza is very lively. However, Liang Xingyang doesn’t like the excitement very much. He followed the flow of people, but did not choose to squeeze into the snack vendor cart that was surrounded by many people.
"I dragged my whole family out to go shopping, so many people crowded together. If a supernatural incident breaks out, it will definitely be catastrophic."
Liang Xingyang thought silently in his heart, with a calm face. I looked at the lanterns of various colors and shapes, and occasionally looked up at the fireworks blooming in the air, but I felt nothing in my heart.
"Huh?"
At this moment, a stiff and cold hand suddenly placed on his shoulder.
Liang Xingyang's consciousness suddenly fell into a trance, and a cold and penetrating chill enveloped him. At this moment, his consciousness felt as if it was disappearing. He felt that the world had become a little dim, and he stood numbly and motionless. , was stunned for three seconds before regaining consciousness.
As an outlier, Liang Xingyang withstood this fatal attack.
The hand on his shoulder was about to be pulled away, but was firmly held tightly by Liang Xingyang's green and black palm.
"Crack."
The stiff and cold palm was immediately broken, and a green-black haze appeared around them, shrouding the two of them.
Liang Xingyang's face was gloomy, and his head turned 180 degrees. The fierce ghost turned back and stared at the figure standing behind him.
This is a young man with a stooped body and a pale body. The other party's body was as stiff as a corpse, standing silently behind him without any trace of a living person.
“Ghost?” Liang Xingyang’s pupils shrank, he didn’t expect that he would also meet a fierce ghost while shopping.
Dajing City is under the nose of the Interpol headquarters, and the supernatural incidents have been dealt with long ago. Why did a ghost appear to attack him?
“Wait a minute, it’s a ghost!”
Liang Xingyang suddenly remembered something. The ghost village migration incident broke out in Dajing City. The ghost theater took root in Huanggang Village and would inevitably follow the ghost villages.
Living people cannot listen to ghost plays. The sound of the plays will control living people, thereby triggering the ghost's murderous rules and letting the evil ghosts who should sit obediently on the red paint chairs to listen to the play run away.
This evil ghost probably ran out of the ghost theater.
However, this evil ghost has not been solved yet.
Although Liang Xingyang was brave enough to catch the ghost directly and broke one of its palms, the attack by the ghost did not end there.
The young corpse raised a hand again, trying to put its hand on Liang Xingyang's shoulder again.
Ghost shoulders.
This is a fatal attack on the consciousness of the living.
Liang Xingyang unknowingly triggered the murderous pattern of this evil ghost again, and was about to be attacked by the evil ghost for the second time.
"Plop, pop, pop, boom."
Liang Xingyang's face was gloomy, directly stimulating the ghost's heart, superimposing three layers of heartbeats, and attacked the fierce ghost first.
At such a close range, a thumping sound like a drum beat directly hit the ghost. Some kind of heart-shaped foreign object beat violently in the heart of the ghost, matching the heartbeat frequency of the ghost's heart, triggering a mortal curse.
The half-raised arm of the corpse instantly went limp. The supernatural being was suppressed and fell into silence for more than ten seconds. The attack of the evil ghost was also interrupted.
The haze dissipated, and Liang Xingyang appeared in reality with this evil ghost in hand. The bruises on the blue and black palms continued to spread from the place of contact, quickly eroding the shoulder-mounted ghost.
The blue-black bruises were like sulfuric acid, constantly eroding the corpse. Where the bruises spread, the corpse shrank quickly as if withering, turning into haze and dissipating, and finally only two stiff and cold bodies were left. The palm fell into Liang Xingyang's hand.
The fingers of these two palms slowly wriggled, trying to climb up Liang Xingyang's arms, onto his shoulders, and rest on them.
But the blue and black bruises on the palms directly covered the two stiff ghost hands, and a supernatural confrontation made the ghost's shoulder-shouldering palms quiet down.
Liang Xingyang said to himself: "I can't stay here anymore. Who knows how many ghosts have escaped from the ghost theater."
However, the next moment, there was a huge commotion ahead.
“Ah, there’s a dead person ahead.”
“Everyone, run, there’s a ghost ahead.”
Liang Xingyang frowned, and suddenly found that there were people heading in his direction. Run, there seems to be something supernatural happening ahead.
After a while, crowds of people surged in, and everyone scrambled for opportunities to escape. The situation became extremely chaotic, and some people unfortunately fell down due to the pushing.
A green-black haze appeared around the area, covering a large area, pulling all ordinary people into the ghost world, and transferred them all to other places, preventing an accident.
The person running behind exclaimed: "What the hell, where are those people? Why did they suddenly disappear?"
Liang Xingyang ignored it and held on to the two covered with bruises. walked over with stiff palms.
There was a fat middle-aged man on the ground blocking his way. The man's face was pale and full of pain, and he was clutching his heart, as if he was suffering from terrible heart palpitations.
Men are too obese and suddenly engage in strenuous exercise, which causes some kind of heart disease.
Liang Xingyang walked over, glanced at the other person's face with indifference, and waved his hand. The supernatural power of the deceiver came into play, erasing the other person's heart disease.
"Tell me what happened ahead." Liang Xingyang said in a deep voice.
The man's eyes were confused and his consciousness was deceived. He said slowly: "I don't know very well. Many people died suddenly at that time. I also saw a woman using a knife to split an old man in two through the air. Half a year later, the old man's body transformed into a corpse and kept twitching on the ground. I was frightened. Someone was there. He shouted, "Run away."
"Let's go."
Liang Xingyang let go of the man thoughtfully, holding the ghost on his shoulder. The dense haze surged around me, and I crossed a few hundred meters against the flow of people and came to a street full of lanterns.
The sky turned into a strange blue-black color, and a ghostly haze blocked the entire Wanda Plaza, making the entire square dim.
“It turned out to be her.”
Liang Xingyang was stunned, stopped, and recognized the woman in white not far away.
Not far away, Shen Lan, dressed in white, stared at the body that was split in half on the ground. She raised the blood-stained knife and wanted to dismember the ghost again. Suddenly her nose twitched slightly, as if she smelled something. There is a strange and cold smell, and at the same time there is a feeling of being spied on.
As soon as she turned her head, she saw Liang Xingyang standing not far away, with a stunned look on her face.
Their eyes met, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little solemn. (End of this chapter)