Chapter 6 Undercurrent
The bright moonlight gently shines on Ye Zhen's handsome face. In this sad atmosphere, Ye Zhen looked up at the night sky and slowly said: "The matter must be told from that day Get up.”
“Then. It was an ordinary morning. My classmates and I organized a volunteer activity to clean up the long-abandoned orphanage during the Republic of China. "
Ye Lai, who was listening carefully, heard this. The Welfare Institute of the Republic of China was immediately dumbfounded.
Sure enough, is even the top captain Ye Zhen related to people from the Republic of China?
The thoughtful Ye Lai continued to listen to Ye Zhen's self-expression.
"Ye Lai, do you remember that I told you before that I have a girlfriend named Feng Sisi who loves to drink milk, right? She specially participated in this volunteer activity for me that day."
" So I worked very hard in the orphanage in the morning. Just when the cleaning was almost finished, several classmates from our class We found a sealed golden box, and out of curiosity we smashed open the box. At that time, I never expected that this small attempt would lead to a series of serious consequences."
said. At this time, Ye Zhen was obviously depressed and lost. It seemed that even recalling that memory was extremely painful.
Sensing that something was wrong with Ye Zhen's mood, Ye Lai gently stroked his back with her pale hands and comforted him in a low voice: "At least I still have you, and you still have me here. I promised My dead parents will listen to you and rely on each other.”
Having said this, Ye Lai himself felt deeply.
Maybe the sad and melancholy Ye Zhen in front of me now is the most real and unknown side of Ye Zhen.
What is written in the original work is just the tip of the iceberg of him. Before coming into contact with the supernatural, he and Ye Zhen had a real experience of understanding each other and helping each other.
Looking down at the clear moonlight on the ground that was suspected of being hoarfrost, Ye Zhen whispered: "The clear moonlight in front of the chair is suspected to be hoarfrost."
Paused for a moment , Ye Zhen raised his head again and said: "Raise your head to look at the clear moon, lower your head to think about long-lasting love."
After hearing the revised version of this familiar poem, Ye Lai couldn't help but secretly laugh for a while with Wang Jiaxin and Zhao Leiling beside him.
Sorry, I just can’t help but want to laugh. I’m sorry, Ye Zhensang.
“Ha, you haven’t finished telling your story yet!” Ye Lai smiled slightly stiffly.
Ye Zhen, who had regained his optimistic nature, looked at the stars and the sea, and said in a deep voice: "After smashing open the box, we were surprised to find a curled up and rotting corpse wrapped in many dirty clothes and wearing a shroud. At this time, the corpse began to heal and stretch out little by little. Several male classmates next to it suddenly rotted and died. Only the last one who was far away did not completely rot. This strange scene scared everyone else. Including Feng Sisiyi Jump, how can I hold back my anger?”
“Then I took a hammer and wanted to smash it to death. I thought it was this corpse that killed those classmates, and I kept chanting ‘I’ll smash you to death’. , smash you to death, hit its brain with a hammer But at this time, the few remaining girls next to Feng Sisi were shot to death, but it was unharmed. Listening to Sisi's helpless cry for help, I completely lost my mind and lit the corpse on fire! "< br>
"What I didn't expect was that when I came out with my whole body covered in burns and holding on to the charred corpse, Feng Sisi was already dead and turned into a withered charred corpse. No one could understand how desperate I was at that time. I struggled to hug her The corpse jumped from the second floor of the orphanage at the same time in one breath. Later, when I woke up again, it was still alive. I almost went crazy when I discovered this fact, but there was a person named Awu on the supernatural forum who used supernatural powers to affected My memory is trying to make me forget that day."
Ye Zhen, with red eyes and tears in his eyes, roared to the sky: "But no one can change my beliefs, and no one can play with me. Emotion, one day when I, Ye, unify the supernatural world, I will give Feng Sisi the grandest funeral! I will use the blood of these secular people who want to enslave me!"
Ye Lai! Silence fell.
The Ye Zhen he had seen in the original work had never had any such thoughts. He was like a puppet who only had military power and whose power was tightly controlled by the supernatural forum. Even his memory had been tampered with.
Now, perhaps because he is Ye Zhen's only younger brother, the connection between blood has awakened Ye Zhen's blood, so that he can think of forgotten memories in the past.
At least now Ye Lai is sincerely happy that Ye Zhen can regain his memory.
It took a lot of time to finally control the out-of-control emotions that had not happened in a long time. Ye Zhen's bright eyes showed a little bit of humanity.
He warned Ye Lai in a heavy tone: "I'm leaving. There are still many trivial matters that need to be dealt with in the supernatural forum. Dahai City also needs me, Ye Lai, to sit back and observe the overall situation and guard you if you don't accept it. If you plan to accompany me on that path, you are always welcome to come. My Dahai City, if you encounter any trouble, give me a call and I will help you sort everything out."
As soon as he finished speaking, his clothes were blown by the cold wind, and Ye Zhen raised his hand and pointed. In the night sky, little bits of sunlight were revealed between the cracks in the black clouds.
This little sunlight looked incredible in the night. Under the light, Ye Zhen smiled evilly and said: "Ye Lai, how can I, Ye, as your brother, not seek justice for you? Today I am going to kill the little thief who is behind the supernatural event "Ghost Well"!"
Not long after he finished speaking, Ye Zhen disappeared without a trace, disappearing into the distance along with the extending crack in the night sky.
“Sometimes it’s nice to have such a cousin.” Ye Lai smiled awkwardly, and Ye Lai didn’t dare to look at the dumbfounded Wang Jiaxin and Zhao Leiling beside him.
His mood is very subtle now, hesitant and hesitant, afraid but yearning.
Who doesn’t want to fight with his good brothers and dominate the world?
It’s just that with his current strength of only controlling one ghost, it’s difficult to help Ye Zhen, the top ghost controller in the supernatural circle.
Sighing, Ye Lai stood up from the bench, looked at Zhao Leiling who was holding a small red lacquered wood bench, and frowned slightly.
"Old Zhao, are you sure you don't have any discomfort when using this bench? If you are not sure, I will stay at your house tonight to prevent accidents."
This sentence is not alarmist, but But now he remembered that there was something similar in the original small bench of this style, that is, the red lacquered wood furniture of the Hongjie series, such as the ghost cupboard
After hesitating for a while, Zhao Leiling calmly thought about the pros and cons of this matter for a while, nodded and said: "Okay, it's best to bring Wang Jiaxin with you. I heard your brother said that this supernatural incident was deliberately done by someone with intentional intentions. I'm afraid Someone killed someone and silenced him."
"Holy shit, Sanhei, wouldn't it be terrible if they were in the same bed?" Wang Jiaxin said with a smile as he recovered from his serious injury.
Zhao Leiling's face darkened for a moment, and he explained rather speechlessly: "My family lives in a villa, and my parents and I each live in one. It's no problem to accommodate three people."
"The villa, Wouldn't that be better? Wouldn't it be fun for the three of us to play catch-up together?" Wang Jiaxin smiled even more happily.
"." Zhao Leiling, who was hesitant to speak, covered his face with his hands. He could not understand Wang Jia's mind and brain at all, and was almost autistic.
Seeing what Wang Jiaxin wanted to say, Ye Lai, who had a cold temperament, suddenly covered his mouth with force, and said in a cold tone: "Today is not the same as before, please calm down, Wang Jiaxin."
He couldn't bear it anymore.
If you don't let this guy calm down today, he's probably going to have nightmares.
After using some means to physically silence the sound, Ye Lai pulled Wang Jiaxin to follow Zhao Leiling, and rushed towards the direction of Zhao Leiling's villa with a small red lacquered wooden bench.
It’s just that he may not be able to sleep now after surviving the disaster. After all, normal people cannot rest in the face of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
Even the ghost controller is the same in the early stage of the ghost's recovery. For example, in the early stage, Yang Jian will be angry, feel pain, fear and other human emotions.
At the same time.
It's half past nine in the evening.
Ning'an Building, Dadong City.
This is a building with a height of 500 meters, with a total floor of more than 100 floors. It is a landmark building in Dadong City, but the owner of this entire building is not a listed company. , and it is not owned by a certain richest man, but by an individual.
That person’s name is Wang Chaling.
A very unfamiliar name. The top wealthy people in Dadong City have not even heard of this name. Occasionally, they want to investigate but find that they have no way to start. They will even be severely warned by some investigators.
now.
The 100th floor of Ning'an Building.
This floor is quiet and secluded, and the hustle and bustle of the big city will not affect it at all.
Wang Chaling, with a gloomy face, looked at the night sky outside the glass, wondering what he was thinking.
Boom!
Suddenly, the flashing light bulb exploded under some violent interference, and sharp fragments splashed everywhere.
Darkness instantly enveloped most of the floor, with only a small area where Wang Chaling was still bright.
Looking back at the quiet darkness, Wang Chaling, who was in a bad mood, tried with a bad attitude: "Why did Mr. Zhang hide like a mouse? He also broke the newly installed lamp below. "
As if hearing Wang Chaling's provocation, a strange man shrouded in lingering darkness and wearing a black robe came out.
This weirdo also holds a weird big knife in his left hand. The knife is covered with rust and filth, as if it had been dug out after being buried in the soil for a long time. The style is not special, but The big knife that was commonly used during the Republic of China. What's weird is that the blade of the knife is constantly oozing blood, as if it had just killed someone, and it can never be wiped clean.
The weirdest thing is that this weirdo's right hand is still tightly holding an ice-blue heart covered in blood and beating slowly.
"You are finally willing to come out to see me, and have established a pendulum clock survival group, Mr. Zhang, who wants to take away my Wang family pendulum clock." Wang Chaling looked gloomy.
After a moment of silence, the man named Mr. Zhang said in a hoarse and sad falsetto, like a ghost: "You disappoint me so much, Wang Chaling. With the first two generations of the Wang family, You are simply insulting them. It took me to take down even a small person in charge."
Wang Cha Linghu was angry, but knew that he was not necessarily his opponent. He took a breath and managed to calm down.
"So will our cooperation continue? This time it was just an accident. I will collect the ghost's puzzle pieces for you, and you will get the pendulum clock for me." Wang Chaling said coldly.
After thinking for a while, the weirdo in black robe said: "I will find a new partner, but before that, the cooperation will continue."
"In fact, you don't necessarily need a pendulum clock to get back there. One day, all I need to do is find the starving ghost." After saying that, the black-robed weirdo turned around and disappeared into the darkness without a trace.
"Are you starving to death?"
After reading in a low voice, Wang Chaling, who was hesitant, had a bold idea in his mind.
It’s just that he doesn’t dare to do it now. If he steals the starving ghost while the headquarters is at its peak, he will never succeed.
Unless there is an accident that is too big for the headquarters mascot, Mr. Qin, to deal with
Wang Chaling's eyes moved slightly, and he looked into the distance with a clear plan in mind.
If three S-class supernatural events happen in a big city at the same time, what should happen to the headquarters?
"I want you to know that I, Wang Chaling, am not a waste." Wang Chaling smiled slightly, very coldly and happily.
As expected, you have guessed who the weirdo in black robe is, right? Unsurprisingly, the protagonist will deal with Zhang very frequently in the future. Then I will try to write about 100,000 words about Ye Zhen, Yang Jian and Fang Shiming (yes, Fang Shiming died after offending Xiao Yang while dealing with supernatural incidents) ) decided to join forces to deal with the complete ghost vine and the S-class supernatural incident "Oniki Mui". (The pace may be slower. It depends on when the original work is about Yang Jian looking for Wang Chaling. At least I think Wang Chaling is not as useless as what Buddha wrote. He is more or less scheming and ambitious.) Please recommend, comment, and collect 3 even.
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