Chapter 165 Embroidered Shoes
Dayu City, around ten o'clock in the evening, a man was running on the dim street under the night. The sound of leather shoes stepping on the asphalt road was particularly clear. The man was very fast, just a In the blink of an eye, he had already run a few meters away.
Even at this speed, it is still not the man's limit. The man is still speeding up, as if there is something terrifying chasing him behind him. At this moment, the man's face is extremely gloomy, and there is a look in his eyes. A thick layer of panic enveloped him.
It was as if the thing chasing him was the existence he feared the most. The street was very long, and the street lights around him kept flashing as the man passed by. The man looked at the flashing street lights. , the panic in his eyes became even worse, his two long legs flew up, and his speed suddenly increased a lot.
Time passed slowly, and the night was like ink. Unknowingly, there were no street lights around, darkness enveloped the surroundings, and silence spread deathly.
The man leaned on the corner of the street and breathed heavily. From time to time he stuck his head out and looked outside to see if the terrifying existence was chasing him. When the man looked through the darkness and found that nothing was chasing him, he breathed a sigh of relief. The panic in his eyes also dissipated a little:
“Damn, I don’t know where the lunatic came from. He came up and wanted something from me. If he didn’t give it to me, he would kill someone. Fortunately, I have some methods, otherwise it would really happen today. To be carried here."
"What a madman. , even the international ghost masters are killed, aren’t you afraid of being chased by the headquarters?”
The man leaned against the wall, panting and cursing. The man’s name was Qian Yi, and he was an international ghost master in Dayi City. Ghost, Qian Yi looked up at the dark night Kong took a cigarette from his pocket and lit it. He took a deep puff of the cigarette and grinned: "Damn it, if you want my Qian Yi's things, wait for the next life! Wait for your grandpa Qian." I’ll give it to you whenever you’re in a good mood.”
Qian Yi is now very presumptuous. He walks out of the corner of the street with a cigarette in his mouth and plans to leave. He is not afraid that the person will catch up with him now. He is very confident that with his methods, as long as he does not catch up with him the first time, Then it would be impossible to catch up with him. You must know that he is someone who can even walk out of the ghost realm.
I want to catch up with him and wait for the next life. Qian Yi is now very confident and strides towards the darkness, but suddenly a footsteps sounds in the darkness, and a cold voice follows the footsteps. Appears:
"I ran really fast, I accidentally ran It’s really possible that you could run away today.”
Qian Yi froze in place. A middle-aged man came out of the darkness. Looking at this middle-aged man, Qian Yi’s pupils suddenly turned red. Shrinking, he knew this person. He was the person who wanted to kill him if he asked for something before.
"How is it possible? How could he catch up with me? This is impossible. I just found someone chasing me."
Qian Yi was in a panic now. Looking at this middle-aged man who couldn't get closer, Qian Yi turned around and ran away without any hesitation. There was no way he couldn't do it to this guy. Since he couldn't do it, why not run away? With his temper, when he met If he could do something like this, he would have killed him long ago, so why run away?
"What's the point of talking to him? Since we don't want to hand it over ourselves, we will take it ourselves."
And just as the middle-aged man finished speaking, another voice came from the darkness. The sound came from behind Qian Yi. The moment he heard the sound, a look of panic appeared on Qian Yi's face. He was actually surrounded.
After discovering this situation, Qian Yi immediately panicked. The cigarette in his mouth fell to the ground. Looking at the middle-aged man who stopped in place, Qian Yi was about to say something when he saw A flash of sword light flashed before his eyes, the look in Qian Yi's eyes instantly disappeared, and his head rolled to the ground.
From beginning to end, they didn't even give Qian Yi a chance to speak. As Qian Yi's head rolled to the ground, a middle-aged man carrying a big knife came up from behind Qian Yi and directly took Qian Yi's head. Yi took off his leather shoes.
Looking at the embroidered shoes worn under Qian Yi's leather shoes, the middle-aged man holding the big knife showed a smile. He took off the embroidered shoes from Qian Yi's feet and ignored the twisted and deformed feet. The middle-aged man was minding his own business. Put away the embroidered shoes, turn around and look at the other person A middle-aged man said:
"How is the plan prepared?"
"Everything is going well, everything that should be prepared is ready. As long as we have this pair of embroidered shoes for the bride, we can basically you can find the bride "
"Well, it's best to implement the plan as soon as possible. We don't have much time. We must get the ghost wedding dress before the young man controls the fifth ghost painting."
“I know the lightness of things Heavy, everything that can be prepared is basically ready. The only flaw is that Chen Qiaoyang has not yet escaped from the pendulum clock. Without him, we may be in trouble. Do you think we should go and get Chen Qiaoyang out first? ”
"With Chen Qiaoyang here, the bride's ability to attract ghosts will basically not cause any trouble to us. This way we will be more relaxed, and at least a few fewer people will die."
Hearing this, mentioning The middle-aged man holding the knife flashed in his eyes, thought for a moment, shook his head and rejected the proposal directly:
"No, we don't have much time, we don't have time to release Chen Qiao." Sheep, that young man's ability is too strong. It won't take long to control the ghost paintings. Maybe we only delay a few days, and then the young man will have already mastered the fifth percentile of ghost paintings."
"By then. , We are thinking that it will be more difficult to obtain ghost paintings, and more people will die."
Hearing that Zhang Xianguang attached so much importance to the young man, Nie Yingping's face became solemn:
"Is the young man really as talented as you say?"
"He is that talented. I tried to ambush him last time, but unfortunately it failed. Under that kind of calculation, I even let him escape. , and the sequelae were just the recovery of the ghost paintings accelerating, but the young man just went to the old man to get some Chinese medicine. It eased Gui Hua's recovery time."
"As a result, in less than three days, he solved Gui Hua's recovery and controlled 40% of Gui Hua's supernatural powers, and the old man was extremely optimistic about it. He is full of praise for him, so what do you think of this young man's ability?" Zhang Xianguang said.
Hearing Zhang Xianguang’s explanation, Nie Yingping also realized the seriousness:
“It seems that this is the reason why you started planning in advance.”
"Well, that's the reason why I brought He Yuelian to you in advance. I was afraid that the young man would accidentally find out and kill He Yuelian. I believe that with the character of the young man, he would be able to do something like this. It's a matter of fact, and it's the kind of thing that he did without any hesitation." Zhang Xianguang nodded.
"Decisive in killing, he is indeed a rare talent. Now I understand the old man's mood somewhat. He is indeed a talent. It is a pity, if it were not for our plan that required ghost painting, and it was not used by anyone. We may become friends with the descendants of the ghost painting that we control," Nie Yingping said with some regret.
Hearing Nie Yingping's regret, Zhang Xianguang didn't say anything. He looked up at the night, turned and walked into the darkness:
"Let's go, find the Cunning Bride as soon as possible, our time is limited, we have to Sooner.”
After saying that, Zhang Xianguang disappeared completely into the darkness. Nie Yingping looked at Zhang Xianguang walking into the darkness, shook his head, and looked at Qian Yi, whose body was lying on the ground separated. His expression was very calm and he didn't say anything. He stepped into the darkness and disappeared.
As Zhang Xianguang and Nie Yingping left, the surroundings returned to silence. The street lights that had been extinguished on the roadside turned on again, and a dim yellow light shone on the asphalt road.
Time passed slowly. I don’t know how long it took. The street lights that had returned to brightness suddenly started to flicker again, as if the contact was not working properly. The street lights only flickered a few times, and then they all went out. The coldness quietly began to spread.
At this moment, a horrifying scene happened. The headless corpse that was lying on the ground suddenly stood up from the ground. At the same time, the body that rolled on the ground had its eyes closed. The eyes of his head opened directly, and the numb and dead eyes turned slightly, and the strangeness revived at this moment.
In Dajiang City, it is drizzling, and pedestrians are walking on the street holding umbrellas. In a coffee shop, Lin Qian is lazily leaning on a booth, with a cup of coffee and a bottle of Coke on the table. Looking at the drizzle outside the window, Lin Qian yawned and rubbed Coco who was lying on the table watching anime.
Take the coffee and take a sip. Ignoring those appraising eyes, Lin Qian turned on his tablet and logged into the supernatural forum skillfully, intending to read the post that he had not read before.
After logging into the forum, it was still the same as what I had seen before. All kinds of supernatural posts were flying all over the place, but the most discussed one was about the countless ghosts appearing in the sky above Dahai City. I glanced at the title of the post:
"Hai Dahai" Horrible and supernatural events occurred in the city. A crack spanned the entire sky, and countless evil ghosts crawled out. What should Dahai City do? Where to go, is there anyone in the world who can save everyone? Let’s see how the man of God saves Dahai City from the fire and water.”
Lin Qian’s mouth twitched when he saw this post, and he looked at the person who posted it, Well, it turned out to be Ye Zhen. When she saw that the poster was Ye, Lin Qian decisively closed the post. She knew what Ye Zhen would say in it without even reading it.
After closing the post, Lin Qian clicked on the collection. Looking at the only post in the collection, Lin Qian smiled:
“It’s good luck that it’s still there.”
Clicking on the post and looking at the familiar beginning, Lin Qian had no intention of reading it again and went directly to the place where she saw it last time, which was when "Routou Little Steamed Bun" was about to leave school.
“At that time, I was very happy. I knew that as long as I left the school through the back door, no one would know about today’s events. No one would know that I stayed at the school after seven o’clock. This also means that I won’t be fired.”
Looking at this paragraph, Lin Qian blocked the comments on this paragraph and clicked on the next post:
“I was very happy at that time. Although I was a little scared, but it was like this at that time, and I had no other choice. Just when I was about to open the back door of the school and leave."
"I suddenly heard someone singing, and the singing was very authentic. At least it seems to me that the words are correct, but I feel very strange, and I can't help but start to wonder, aren't people allowed to stay in school at night? "
"Why are there still people singing? It seems that they are not alone. Of course, my situation is an accident. After all, I didn't pay attention to the time and stayed in school."
"I was very confused. And the sound of the opera was not in the practice room, otherwise I wouldn’t have heard it.”
“So at that time, I was a little hesitant and thought about whether I should go and see what was going on there. The movement is not something one can do. "
"I looked at the back door of the school. I knew that as long as I left the school now, no one would know that I was still in the school after 6 o'clock. But when I heard the singing voice, I couldn't help but I want to take a look, after all, they sing really well.”
“If I hadn’t practiced singing for more than ten years, I wouldn’t be able to achieve this kind of effect. You should know that I am a person who loves singing. From entering this school ”
"Now that I have this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, how could I miss it? After all, singing can benefit me a lot just by watching it. Even if I don't learn anything, it is still a pleasure to appreciate singing at this level. ”
“But as soon as I think about it, I will go back and see , I might be discovered, and I would not be able to escape when I was expelled, so I hesitated. The door to leave the school was in front of me, and the extremely beautiful opera was in my ears."
"After several rounds of heavenly beings. During the battle, I decided to go back and take a look. At that time, I thought to myself, what the hell? There are so many people, and when we are discovered, the school won’t expel us all.”
“So with this thought in mind, I turned around and went back when I heard the sound. The direction should be at the stage I just passed by. If I guessed correctly, he They are the ones who sing on the stage.”
“When I thought about this, I became excited. If it is really what I thought, then these people must be masters. , and only such people dare to perform on stage.”
"You know, we all have a rule when studying drama, and I believe you should have heard of it. That is, no matter whether there is an audience or not, as long as you are on stage, you must complete the performance, and you must be serious and not slack off at all."
“People without any ability are not allowed to go on stage to sing, because this is respect for the drama.”
"When I thought about this, I became even more excited, and I didn't necessarily speed up my pace. I tried to get to the place as quickly as possible so as not to miss too many performances."
And at this moment, That weird comment popped up again. Lin Qian looked at these comments and frowned, a little confused. Didn't he click and just look at the original poster?
Why are there still comments popping up? Looking at these comments, Lin Qian subconsciously wanted to block them. But at this moment, Lin Qian saw an extremely eye-catching comment. When he looked at the person who posted the comment It turned out to be "Uncle Tian next door."
"Old Master, I'm afraid you're not crazy. Why don't you leave the school quickly? Your school doesn't have a stage at all. I went to check again. All the stages in your school have been dismantled, and the rest are still in the museum."< br>
“Also, you learn There aren’t that many people who can sing in school on school nights, and they can sing so well! The only one who sings best in your school is Zhang Qiuling, and this Zhang Qiuling is no longer alive.”
“This is all public, and now there are Except for the old principal, no one is qualified to perform on stage. According to your school’s tradition, students who have not graduated are not qualified to perform on stage, let alone perform on stage!”
"So, the host, run away quickly! Did you hear It’s not people singing at all, but ghosts. Only ghosts can sing so well, but it’s not for people to listen to!”
“Let me go, what is said on the first floor is true or false, although this It’s a supernatural forum, but you can’t scare me like that.”
"I have to say, this host girl is really reckless. In this situation, everyone knows that they cannot go back. Think about it and you know that as long as you are a normal person, you will not sing in school at night."
" The third floor is right, this girl is good "It's just nonsense. No normal person would do this."
"Oh, is there a possibility that the poster may have been influenced by a ghost, so he didn't notice anything was wrong, so he thought about going back. Watching a show? ”
"Damn it, listening to what you said, it is really possible. Alas, poor poster, it seems that there will be one less fair and soft girl in this world. It's a pity..."
"Well, what the fifth floor said makes sense. It depends on the poster. There is obviously something wrong with her behavior and logic. After hearing the singing, she seemed not to be thinking, and she kept looking for reasons for herself, looking for a more reasonable reason, as if to justify herself." (End of Chapter)