Blood flowed all over the floor along the table legs. Zhang Mengyao then realized and rushed forward, trying to cover the wound on her father's head, but it was too late.
My father's breathing stopped, his heart stopped beating, and his body became slightly hot. That was a proof that he had lived, but now everything has disappeared.
Zhang Mengyao suddenly let go of her father's body, retreated, and looked at her bloody hands, tearing her hair, and screaming hysterically. The screams quickly attracted the attention of the organization.
They caught Zhang Mengyao and brainwashed her.
Zhang Mengyao pretended to surrender during more than half a month of imprisonment and agreed to attend class.
When the organization took her to the bank to withdraw money, she ran away halfway, found the place where her father was buried, dug out his father's body and cleaned it up, and temporarily placed it in an abandoned bridge hole. Then, she went to find Zhang Hao.
Zhang Hao knew everything that happened next.
The reason Zhang Mengyao found Zhang Hao was also very simple: she was afraid that the organization would come to her again and wanted Zhang Hao to protect her; at the same time, she was worried that her father would hate her. If her father's ghost came back to hurt her, she would help her with Zhang Hao, a capable person by her side.
After solving her father's affairs, Zhang Mengyao returned to school and found a person with a strong destiny to be her boyfriend, that is Wang Yang.
Later, Zhang Mengyao induced Wang Yang to tattoo with him, connecting the lives of the two to enhance his fate. She thought that in this way, her life would become harder.
However, unexpectedly, something happened to Wang Yang later... Wang Yang's face appeared in her dream with blood on his face.
Zhang Mengyao was both scared and guilty. When she was discouraged, she found Zhang Hao again, hoping to end it all. But the premise is that you must first untie the fate of being connected with Wang Yang, so you must first find Wang Yang.
Seeing this, Zhang Hao's eyes turned white and he woke up from his dream.
Looking at Zhang Mengyao sitting on the ground with a pale face, Zhang Hao didn't speak for a long time.
As the guide of this dream, Han Umbrella also saw everything.
"You are really pitiful." Han Um walked up and said, "You are neither selfish enough nor noble enough. In this way, you are the only one who suffers."
Zhang Mengyao finally told the secrets that were unspeakable in her heart. She did not feel ashamed as she imagined, but instead felt a sense of relief and relief.
She leaned against the corner of the wall, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
"Since you all know, I will tell you my true purpose... I hope you can help me find Wang Yang and clear the sins in his fate. All the mistakes are borne by me, I am sorry to him... I originally just wanted to use him, but during the process of getting along, I really..."
The following words were not finished, but Zhang Hao had guessed them.
Zhang Mengyao and Wang Yang were together, and from the beginning it was a use of it, even cruelly.
But later, during the process of getting along, Zhang Mengyao fell in love with Wang Yang.
So, when something happened to Wang Yang, Zhang Mengyao was in extreme pain and wanted to end all this.
Zhang Hao gently patted Zhang Mengyao on the shoulder and said softly: "The person you have been looking for is actually right next to you, but you haven't noticed it. Wang Yang never thought about what to give you, he just wanted you to let go of the burden in your heart."
The tattoo on Zhang Mengyao's arm suddenly shone with dazzling light. It was a pure and flawless soul color, so white that it was dazzlingly white.
A figure quietly walked out of the white light and stood quietly beside Zhang Mengyao.
As the white light gradually dissipated, Zhang Mengyao's tears burst out like a dam when she saw the figure.
She rushed towards the figure crying, but she was stunned. Wang Yang was right in front of him, but it was out of reach.
"What's wrong with you? What have you experienced?" Zhang Mengyao cried.
"I probably got stabbed to death by someone, but I can't remember who that person is... I'm sorry, I worry you." Wang Yang stretched out his hand and wanted to touch Zhang Mengyao's face, but his hand passed through her body.
The separation between life and death is like an insurmountable gap that separates them forever. Zhang Mengyao lay on the ground, crying heartbrokenly, and almost fainted.
Zhang Hao walked up and said, "I knew you were here for a long time, but I want to find out the reason for your existence first. Have you known for a long time that Zhang Mengyao was with you to take advantage of you?"
"Yes...but if my existence can give her some support, then I am willing..." Wang Yang's answer was full of helplessness and willingness.
This is a feeling that is willing to be used. Although Zhang Hao knew that this was inconsistent with the law of cause and condition, he was unable to stop it.
"You stayed in the tattoo after you died, wanting to protect Zhang Mengyao. But she was confused and linked your existence with her father's death, and saw your bloody revenge image... The person you want to protect the most is by your side, but you regard you as a beast. Don't you have any resentment?" Zhang Hao stared in Wang Yang's eyes, trying to find more clues.
As long as Wang Yang showed any resentment, Zhang Hao would immediately surrender him. However, Wang Yang's answer was simple and pure.
"I just want to be her patron saint. If my fate is strong enough, can I help her if I stay by her?"
Zhang Mengyao gradually woke up and supported her weak body to block Wang Yang.
"Please don't take him away... If he can stay with me forever, I'm willing to endure the torture of nightmares."
Even though she knew that the bloody scene of her boyfriend's face was just an illusion, even if she could not feel any real thing in her dream, even if the fear in her dream was so real, Zhang Mengyao would not want to return to that kind of life.
Zhang Hao will not stop her choice, but he still needs to remind her.
"A dead person stays on a living person and will gradually absorb the other person's energy. You have to think clearly about this."
Zhang Mengyao replied without hesitation: "I have already thought about it and may regret it, but I don't care."
Since that's the case, Zhang Hao has nothing to say. Before leaving, he asked the last question.
"You died for Zhang Mengyao, so can you remember how you died?"
"I don't know, I just remember that my eyes are full of red... I can't tell whether it's blood or something else... I'm sorry, I really can't remember it."
The pain of death can blur memories after death. It seems that Wang Yang has really experienced great pain and is unwilling to think about everything.
Zhang Hao did not ask again, nodded and left with the cold umbrella. Back downstairs of the dormitory, he turned around and looked at the entrance to the barrier.
With a snap of your fingers, the barrier was broken, and the hustle and bustle of the past was instantly restored to its past.
"I think you seem to have something to worry about. Is there something you hide from me?" Han umbrella turned around and walked forward.
"No, let's go back quickly. This is a girls' dormitory building. If you stay for too long, you will be regarded as a pervert." Zhang Hao hurriedly followed Han Umbrella's footsteps.
When the girls passed by them, they all cast strange eyes. Zhang Hao didn't care about these things and just wanted to leave the girls' dormitory area as soon as possible.
He didn't notice that Han Yu's hand was always tightly held. In fact, she just met a red cloak.
Han Um felt like he was chasing in a dream, and he was confused. When she realized it, only vague memory fragments remained in her mind.
She seemed to see the red cloak taking her to a place with the words "Weight Loss Immortal" written on the door sign.
She didn't know if this was a clue she discovered accidentally, or if the other party deliberately misled her.
After returning to the inn, Zhang Hao recorded these experiences one by one in his notebook. He knew very well that this matter was probably far from being as simple as the surface.
On the other hand, Han Umbrella also had his own worries in her heart.
The next morning, Han Um quietly left the door without telling anyone. He returned to school alone, found out the address of the so-called "ancestor", and decided to go alone to find out.
Perhaps the other party also noticed something. The place that was once very lively was empty today.
The door of the inconspicuous cottage was open as if welcoming an uninvited guest. The cold umbrella pushed open the door, and a chill rushed straight from the soles of her feet to her heart.
The house was filled with decorations with mysterious religious colors, and the cold umbrella could not tell which religion they belonged to.
The floor was covered with dust, and it was obvious that no one had cleaned it for many days.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, bringing a strange fragrance.
The fragrance... made Han Um involuntarily think of the dangerous man-eating flowers in the tropical rainforest!
It was strange that it was clearly the first time he smelled this smell, but he had an inexplicable illusion of familiarity.
Before he could react, his body suddenly felt weak.
He realized that he might have been poisoned! And the culprit is probably that strange fragrance!
"Hahaha... I didn't expect you to come. Are you the only one? This is not enough for me to get stuck in my teeth!"
Han Umbrella tried all her strength to turn around and saw a person standing behind the door.
The man was skinny, with long hair shawls, wearing a long robe, and had a string of unknown decorations hanging on his neck and wrists.
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This is the weight loss immortal!
Although Hanshan had never seen him, his intuition told him that this person was a weight loss immortal.
"What do you want to do?" Hanshan asked vigilantly.
"Little baby, don't ask so much." The immortal walked up and gently stroked the cold umbrella's cheek, with a greedy light flashing in his eyes.
"Look at what a dead but energetic life, my master will definitely like it!"
"Master? Who is your master?" Hanshan asked.
"Give me some spiritual power and I will tell you." The immortal said temptingly.
In fact, it is impossible for the immortal to tell Han Um the truth, but Han Um had already been obsessed with this matter too deeply and had lost basic judgment.
In desperation, he had no choice but to choose to trust the immortal for the time being.
"Okay... tell me who the master is." Han Um compromised.
"Give me spiritual power first." The immortal put his hand on the wrist of the cold umbrella and signaled him to start transmitting power.
The so-called spiritual power has the minimum loss of active transmission. What the immortal wants is to make people willingly devote their strength to him, rather than take the initiative to plunder. In that case, he will likely be on the wanted list of underworld, which is the key to his ability to be safe for many years.
Just as the Han Umbrella was about to transmit the spiritual power—
Bang!
The door was kicked open suddenly, and the two inside the room also turned their eyes to the door.
I saw a few people standing against the light at the door, and the figure of the leader Han Umbrella was very familiar.
The moment he saw that person, Han Um's eyes suddenly became wet. At the same time, an indescribable guilt also surged into my heart.
He knew he had done something wrong.
"Do you would rather believe this guy who is not a human or a ghost than trust us?" Zhang Hao said disappointed and angrily. At the same time, a hint of gratitude was revealed in his tone.
These words were the emotions that Zhang Hao deliberately conveyed to Han Umbrella. He is not a talkative person. Some words are too direct and obvious, but they are not good. He can only express them in such a tactful way.
"Xiaohan Umbrella, it's time to spank! Let Fat Brother give you some 'love education'." Someone joked.
"Han Umbrella, come here." Zhang Qilin didn't say anything, but the knife he held in his hand had already explained it all.
Han Um took a deep breath and wanted to move his body, but found that he could not move at all. He could only smile bitterly.
"I...I can't seem to move."
Zhang Hao snapped his fingers, and the constraints on Han Umbrella disappeared instantly.
He rushed towards Zhang Hao involuntarily, and rushed to the front without stopping, and rushed into Zhang Hao's arms.
Zhang Hao was in a bad mood and directly picked up the cold umbrella and threw it into Hao Xie's hand behind him, and then took a step forward.
"Is it you? Is it you? I absorb the energy of those young girls in the name of losing weight?" Zhang Hao asked coldly.
"Haha, you have a clear answer in your mind, so why bother asking more questions?" the immortal smiled.
"Come on." Zhang Hao gently hooked his finger at the immortal, his contempt was self-evident.
"I really feel like fighting a guy like you is dirty."
The immortal was not angry, but took a few steps back.
"It's not fair to use more to less, right? Otherwise, come one by one?" the immortal suggested.
"No, I'm enough." After Zhang Hao said that, he raised his foot and walked into the room.
The moment he walked in, the scene inside the room changed completely. He seemed to have arrived in another world in an instant.
"No!" Han umbrella wanted to rush forward to stop it, but was pulled by Haoxie.
"Don't worry, he fell into the trap on purpose." Hao Xie comforted.
"What does it mean?" Han umbrella frowned, obviously unable to understand Fatty Wang's words immediately.
"How can I get a tiger's son if I don't enter the tiger's den? I'll hold a detailed criticism meeting for you when I go back! Now we have a serious matter, including Qinglong, Vermillion Bird, Xuanwu, and White Tiger. You can choose a position." Fatty Wang patted Han Umbrella on the shoulder and said.
"What are you... going to do?" Hanshan looked puzzled.
——
On the other side, Zhang Hao sat on the ground, looked around, and sneered.
"Send me back to the corpse driving inn, this idea is not very clever." He thought to himself.
He knew that this place was not a real inn, but an illusion created by immortals.
"Don't be too happy too early." The immortal sneered, then waved his hand, and a person walked out from behind the door.
Seeing the man, Zhang Hao frowned slightly.
It's Haoxie.
"Your friend set up a barrier outside, and I happened to be pulled in. Now I can be at my mercy." The immortal said proudly.
Zhang Hao's heart tightened.
He did ask Hao Xie and others to set up a barrier outside, wanting to track the whereabouts of the spiritual power in the house, and it would be best to follow the clues to find the murderer. (This chapter ends)