MTL - After Rebirth, I Returned to Miaojiang to Inherit My Family Business-Chapter 40

Wu Rong and Chi Fangfang made an appointment for dinner, but in fact, not long after he and Fu Qing separated, Wu Rong arrived at the cafeteria at about two or three o'clock. Most of the stalls are closed, only one or two noodle pancakes are still open. Wu Rong swayed around, and randomly found a seat by the window to sit down.

A human-faced scorpion like a white sesame seed crawled on the table in front of Wu Rong, spinning around in circles, making those with eight slender legs dizzy.

‘Sweet, fragrant, hungry! '

After all, the human-faced worm is not his Gu worm, and the communication with Wu Rong is also vague. At first, Wu Rong didn't notice it, but it irritated the little spider by crawling up and down anxiously, and was pressed down and beat hard. It was only when the inner voice of the black rock tarantula came that Wu Rong realized the strangeness of the scorpion on the human face.

To make it greedy like this, there must be something heavy in the cafeteria, maybe it's another ghost. That's why Wu Rong came to the cafeteria early to let it out.

But until the sky was dark, Chi Fangfang went to the appointment, and the human-faced squirrel searched for a long time without even seeing a ghost mouse. It was water, but soon Huixin and Kang Jianbai fished out Wang Lengliu's body, and the water was purified. Swaying to Wu Rong's desk,

It first timidly let Wu Rong see it, and then obediently showed it to the black rock tarantula. Seeing that neither the person nor the spider was interested, it shrunk down and jumped into the water, floating like a piece of dandruff, drinking water with a gurgle.

Human-faced weeds have been starved before, so they are easy to feed, and they eat when they are a little cloudy, but they are not timid, and they can't live without drinking water. After taking a sip carefully, he looked at Wu Rong, looked at the little spider, and took another sip. Chi Fangfang hadn't finished drinking it until Chi Fangfang came, and when she wiped the table, she almost thought it was an unfinished bowl at noon, and poured water and spiders into the swill bucket together.

"It's strange, Ren Xiaotong said that lunch is also vegetarian."

Chi Fangfang rambled and tried to chat with Wu Rong.

"I remember you like braised pork ribs."

As soon as Wu Rong heard the braised pork ribs, Wu Rong thought of the Bone Ghost King, and stopped circling around. He asked, "Why don't you like Teacher Ye?"

Including the first meeting, as well as repeatedly telling him to be careful in the dormitory later, Wu Rong had already sensed Chi Fangfang's abnormal hostility towards Fu Qing.

"Rongrong, are you really dating Teacher Ye?"

Chi Fangfang's eye circles turned red, her slender eyebrows were frowned, and she was about to cry, aggrieved: "Rongrong, please don't fall in love with Teacher Ye, okay?"

"why?"

Wu Rong doesn't know how to coax a girl who loves to cry, even if Chi Fangfang is equal to a female ghost. It may be that when my father just passed away, my mother had to support the longevity store and take care of my father's funeral and take care of Wu Rong. No matter how strong a woman is, she will be at a loss when encountering sudden changes. Wu Rong got up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom again, and saw that there was no one in the master bedroom at this late hour, and the living room was dark waiting. Mom was sitting on the sofa by herself. Wiping tears while looking at the picture of his father.

It was the kind of silent crying, with shoulders shrugging and tears falling in succession. But the next day, he acted as if nothing had happened, even urging and scolding Wu Rong to come down to eat quickly, and leave for school when he was full.

Wu Rong didn't go to school, he skipped class, taught some sarcastic and eccentric classmates these days in the alley, and then went to Brother Bao's men to watch the scene to make money.

After so many years, he still has nothing to do when he sees a woman crying silently, but his face is stern and his eyes are cold, no one can see it.

Chi Fangfang didn't hear Wu Rong's true emotions from the cold "why". Instead, the cold tone made her afraid to make Wu Rong angry, so she didn't dare to cry anymore, and wiped away her tears with a hoarse voice: "I, I It's because I'm afraid that you will be sad in the future, and that he will hurt you."

"Really, really Rongrong, I'm doing it for your own good. We are different from Teacher Ye."

jingle-

The phone rang, and Chi Fangfang choked back any more words she wanted to say, and looked at Wu Rong sadly. He ignored Chi Fangfang, took out his cell phone and looked, it turned out to be a call from Fu Qing.

"Hey?"

"Su Jingjing's resentful soul has disappeared."

Fu Qing's words made Wu Rong's heart skip a beat, and his frown became deeper and deeper.

Rakshasa game? Number 1234, three women and one man?

So far, Su Jingjing is number 2, Xu Tao is number 3, and Wang Lengliu is number 4. Liu Hu didn't really kill Su Jingjing, her soul is still there, maybe it's because the amethyst bracelet is in the vortex of Yin Qi, plus Su Jingjing's soul was not swallowed by the sinkhole because of the special location of the corpse in the sewer, and it still existed.

To be is to be alive.

Now No. 2 kills No. 3, No. 3 kills No. 4, and there is still a woman missing. After killing Su Jingjing, she will be No. 1.

Liu Hu will attack No. 1.

"Su Jingjing may look for you."

Her resentful soul would suddenly disappear from Fu Qing, someone must have tampered with it in advance. So far, the only things known to be related to Su Jingjing are her body, the bracelet, and the Bone Bell that controlled her before. The bone bell is in the hands of Kang Jianbai, regardless of reality or current status, Kang Jianbai is a man. You Yingfa is also suspected, but he is also a man.

Only Wu Rong is now a 'female'.

"Be careful... Zila... Zizi..."

The voice on the other side of the phone suddenly became indistinct, and finally stopped abruptly, leaving only a beep. Turning off the phone, Wu Rong thought about what happened to Guitong at that time, his back was chilly, as if there was an icicle sticking to his back. Everything around him seemed to be blurred, leaving only his table and Chi Fangfang sitting opposite.

Chi Fangfang didn't seem to notice anything unusual, and waited for him to finish the call like an angry daughter-in-law. Seeing Wu Rong hang up the phone suddenly, she asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

What's wrong.

Wu Rong looked up and saw Su Jingjing lying on the fan in the cafeteria, her face was pale, and her eyes were full of malice. Her body was pale, and her flesh was swollen and soft, as if soaked in dirty water, wriggling white worms. She opened her mouth wide, her incredibly slender tongue wobbled down, and tied a knot at the end, just big enough to put Wu Rong's head in.

After death, Su Jingjing and the hanged ghost she raised merged into one body. It may be because she was over half of her ghost. Only the upper body of her ghost was still intact, and the lower part was scorched black as if it had been burned by a raging fire. It looks ugly and scary.

If Liu Hu was the main messenger behind the scenes, whether Su Jingjing came here to kill Wu Rong or was killed by Wu Rong backhandedly, he would be in the game next time. From the very beginning, Wu Rong felt that Liu Hu had deep hostility towards him, especially after getting rid of Kang Jianbai, he became more unscrupulous in his actions. Even if there was no Rakshasa game layout, Wu Rong would not let Wu Rong go.

there is always a solution to a problem. The relic beads on Wu Rong's wrist became hot, but this time Su Jingjing was not affected in any way. Now Su Jingjing has completely lost her will, and has become a completely resentful soul. This kind of resentful soul is the strongest, but also the weakest, and will be killed easily. Discovered by Wu Rong, she has lost her chance.

The little spider, who had just won against the human-faced scorpion, had not lost his fighting spirit, and applied for the battle with arrogance, but was suppressed by Wu Rong. Even without using the big ghost and little spider in his left arm, as long as Wu Rong remotely commands the green spirit gu to swallow Su Jingjing's body, this extremely fragile resentful soul will dissipate.

To kill her, or not to kill her.

Seeing Wu Rong looking at him, Su Jingjing's dark eyes became more malicious and resentful, and the hanging rope was dangling, trying to put it around his neck. This is the most powerful move of the hanged ghost. The hanging rope is covered with mucus, and the space in the center of the circular rope is covered with a thin film, like a circle soaked in foam liquid, and like a mirror, reflecting light, reflecting the ghost of the witch. Rong figure.

If the person caught on the hanging rope ring is weaker than the hanged ghost, he will be hanged directly. It doesn't need to be as complicated as it is now, and the rope ring should be put around Wu Rong's neck bit by bit. The rope circle reflected Wu Rong's figure, as well as her back.

Wu Rong was taken aback.

There was nothing behind him, and there was no one there.

Without Chi Fangfang, there was only a puddle of **** mud on the table, piled up into a skeleton-like human face with a **** mouth open.

what-! !

The ear-piercing screams of the resentful soul before death could not be heard by ordinary people, and the hanging rope mutated into by the tongue was completely bitten off by an unknown existence. Amid the screams, Su Jingjing's resentful soul was shattered and annihilated inch by inch, turning into ashes. Wu Rong suddenly turned her head to look at Chi Fangfang, and saw that she was chewing something very hard, as if it was not easy to bite.

"Today's dishes are too old to bite."

Sensing Wu Rong's gaze, she smiled shyly, swallowed hard, raised her eyelids carefully to pay attention to Wu Rong's expression, and carefully pushed the food in front of him aside, and said anxiously and seriously: " You shouldn't be eating such filthy junk."

"The food in the cafeteria is not well done today. If you don't like it, come back to my place tonight. I'll treat you to something delicious."

As if thinking of a good thing, Chi Fangfang blushed, her eyes were full of water, and she looked at Wu Rong with affectionate eyes. But even though her gaze was as soft and warm as spring water, it couldn't melt the extremely cold ice of Wu Rong. Chi Fangfang was wrong, Wu Rong thought of the lump of blood mud he saw in the rope circle just now, it stands to reason that Chi Fangfang died in the early morning, and there are dangers everywhere in the tiankeng, but when the scene is repeated, it is also according to the rules, otherwise Nor will it become a testing ground.

Who broke the rules? Chi Fangfang has undergone a sudden change right now, which is really abnormal. If the blood mud is really her, if she kills Su Jingjing, she will become No. 1 in the Rakshasa game, and the person Liu Hu has to deal with will become her by mistake.

At the most critical moment, Wu Rong has not felt the slightest bit of malice from her since she first entered the Tiankeng, and what she said just now is also ambiguous. Does it refer to the hunger in reality, or the kind that comes from the soul, wanting to Soul-devouring...hunger?

"What is your purpose?"

When Wu Rong asked Chi Fangfang her face turned pale, she was at a loss, she twisted her skirt with her fingers, not daring to look at Wu Rong, and said in a voice like a gnat, "I, I just want to make you full.

—

puff!

Liu Hu, with a sullen expression, spat out a mouthful of blood, his face was sallow like gold paper, his body was so ugly that he nearly fell down, and he gritted his teeth to stand still.

"Why is it, how did Su Jingjing get killed by it!"

"Go ahead and dig."

An impatient soft voice sounded from his left arm, and Liu Hu immediately picked up the shovel again as if in fear, spit and continued to dig. It was a strange place where he was, the sky was dark and gloomy, and there were black particles floating in the air, like the ashes of something that had been burned by a fire.

Liu Hu stood on the hillside of the barren mountain. The place is very desolate and remote. There are several wild graves near Liu Hu's feet, most of which have been dug up, leaving only the one under his feet and the one in the center with the golden talisman on it.

Liu Hu used all his strength, and he dug open the grave after a few shovels, and a black cricket with a flat head jumped out. This kind of cricket is small, black and flat from back to forehead, and likes to stay under shady stones, and there are many in graveyards, and they are called "coffin boards" in the countryside. Before it could jump away, Liu Hu slapped the coffin board to death with a shovel, shoveled it aside, and dug down more cautiously, stopping after a while.

"It's all plaster underneath."

"Okay, stop, don't shovel the plaster with rough hands and feet, and even the king of heaven will not be able to save you when the time comes."

The mood of the feminine male voice improved, and his tone sounded delicate. Even Liu Hu, who was used to hearing it for a long time, was dazed for a moment: "Is your real body buried here?"

He was referring to the tomb in the center with the golden amulet pasted on it. Liu Hu didn't dare to approach, so he salivated at the golden talisman on the grave from a distance. Different from Taoist talisman seals, this talisman has a grimacing Rakshasa imprinted on it, glaring Vajra glaring at it, and blood marks on it. From a distance, it looks like an ordinary talisman. When you look closely, you can find that instead of the slightest bit of Buddha's spirit on it, there is a hint of it. The evil aura was bloody, and after looking at it for a long time, it felt like a tiger with a white forehead and dangling eyes, rushing towards him with its **** mouth wide open.

"If you have shallow eyes, you dare to look around with the Fuhu Curse of the Tantric School, so be careful to blind your eyes!"

The feminine male voice laughed and cursed, and suddenly changed his tone: "Oh, my little darling, my little darling is hungry."

"Hurry up, feed it some meat, why the **** are you so blind!"

The flesh on Liu Hu's face trembled, but he didn't dare to refute. He put down the shovel, picked up the plastic bag beside the mound, and took out half a **** heart from it. Almost as soon as he took out his left arm, he barked impatiently and wheezed. Now the dog tattoo on Liu Hu's left arm has become more and more complete. Its body is across Liu Hu's chest, and its raised tail reaches his right shoulder.

Sometimes Liu Hu could feel the tremor in his left arm, as if another heart was beating inside, which was frightening.

"Okay, look at your cowardice."

When the vicious dog with the tattoo devoured the heart, it even licked all the blood off Liu Hu's arm. The soft and lazy voice sounded again: "You think I care about your stinky skin?"

Liu Hu didn't make a sound, took off his shirt and silently looked down at the tattoo on his chest. In the past, the vicious dog tattoo was only a dog's head, but now the body is basically complete, and there are more patterns on the back of the neck. At first glance, the strips look like tigers, but if you look at them from a distance, you can find the pattern of the pattern, which together looks like a horizontal half-faced fox head.

"If it weren't for me, you would have been caught by the little policeman, how could you hide in the gap between the tiankengs? You go out tonight and kill the last person, and throw her head into the vortex of Yin Qi. Small tiankeng The crack leading to the outer edge of the Great Tiankeng will naturally open, and then the torrent of Yin Qi will wash away the tiger-subduing talisman. I will use this trick to swallow the ghost dog king, melt its energy and revive you, and you will be completely liberated .”

relief.

Hearing this word, Liu Hu shuddered, and he didn't know whether it was excitement or fear. But thinking of the powerful power promised to him by Hu Xian after his resurrection, the hesitation in his heart gradually disappeared. His breathing became heavier and his eyes were red, and his only rationality was faltering: "But now No. 1 has become Chi Fangfang, I ..."

"Idiot, with me, what are you afraid of?"

"Go ahead and get ready."

Hearing what he said, Liu Hu really stopped asking, and picked up the shovel and began to work again. The shirt that was taken off when feeding the dog was not worn, the vicious dog tattoo seemed to be moving with intelligence under the undulating muscles, but the most clear and conspicuous part was the fox head on the dog's back, with a curved fox mouth and long and narrow fox eyes , seems to be laughing.

"Stupid thing, just a little bit of fox's breath will fascinate you so much that you can't find it."

"Hungry, I'm so hungry. After so many years, human blood has become sour and smelly... not right."

Hu Xian thought of Wu Rong who met at that time, his fox eyes narrowed slightly, showing a hint of salivation: "After I get out, I must have a good meal."

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo-"

The vicious dog with the tattoo barked and barked, which diverted Hu Xian's attention: "Good dog, good dog, you are a loyal dog, but Liu Hu is an idiot, you don't look like a powerful person even if you know the master in your heart, But don't worry, good dog, when I eat you, I will kill them both."

"Don't worry, being killed by me is not only painless, but also a kind of enjoyment."

"Wow..."

—

"Where is the dog barking? It's weird. Did I start to hallucinate at such a young age?"

Huang Mao dug his ears and couldn't understand it, and returned to his villa in a daze. As soon as the door opened, the atmosphere was in full swing, and the boys with colorful hair and drinking skewers boisterously booed and winked: "Brother Chen is back!"

"The empress dowager sent her away?!"

"Of course, don't underestimate your Brother Chen... Hey, that monkey grandson turned the air conditioner down so low, it's going to die!"

A gust of cold air rubbed in from Huang Mao's ankles, the cold Huang Mao shivered, and the hair on his back stood up. Today, Wu Rong's mother came to find her. After hearing this, Huang Mao hurriedly went to receive her, and coaxed her that brother Rong was raising ghosts and retreating (the trial was too dangerous, Wu Rong didn't tell her mother, and asked Huang Mao to help hide it). After doing it, the witch mother was dubiously persuaded to leave.

Huang Mao closed the door, walked over to the table with a smack of his mouth, no matter who picked up a can of cold beer and poured it down his throat.

"Cool!"

"Brother Chen, the broadcast will start soon, and the live broadcast will start in the No. 3 live broadcast room!"

"Ah? Really!"

Huang Mao was pleasantly surprised and took out his mobile phone to look at it, squeezed the younger brothers away and nestled in the lazy sofa: "Shut up, brother, I'm going to start a live broadcast, everyone pay attention to quality!"

Tiankeng live broadcast allows various anchors to rebroadcast commentary. Since the incident on Highway 9 happened, Huang Mao didn't want to do anything with Liu Bao anymore. He was not interested in making videos. It happened that Wu Rong entered the Tiankeng trial this time. Huang Mao was relieved. No more, just explain the Tiankeng live broadcast. Even if what he explained was **** in the eyes of an insider, the gimmick of Tiankeng, coupled with his funny jokes, has attracted a group of viewers, and there are still many people in the live broadcast room every day.

It's a pity that no matter how keen Huang Mao's eyes are, he couldn't find out which live broadcast room Brother Rong was in. Considering Wu Rong's character, it is estimated that Brother Rong has no interest in live broadcasting at all.

"At first, I thought Brother Chen had to watch Brother Rong's live broadcast, why are you looking at beautiful women?"

Seeing Huang Mao skillfully cut to the No. 3 live broadcast room, a pure and beautiful female high school student in school uniform appeared on the TV projection screen, and a younger brother exclaimed in a low voice: "Wow, Brother Chen has quite good eyesight. Be nice."

"What's your name, Wu Rong? Hey, it's a good name, and we have a fate with Brother Rong!"

The little brothers here were whispering and having a small meeting, but they were finally silenced after being stared at by Huang Mao, and they laughed and watched the live broadcast quietly. Huang Mao's eloquence is also amazing, a few words can stir up the atmosphere in the live broadcast room. But no one knew that his smile was a little stiff.

It's so cold, why is it so cold, it's like there are ice cubes lying on your legs.

Huang Mao couldn't see the ghost dog king who squeezed in through the gap between his legs just now, and now he was lying on his lap, staring at the live broadcast with special concentration, his tail dangling, making Huang Mao feel chilly all over. He suppressed his sneeze, watched Wu Rong and the number one victim Chi Fangfang walking after dinner in the live broadcast room, and shivered. Couldn't help leaning towards the little brothers.

There is nothing unclean in this house.

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"Go back, don't delay the lunch class."

At the foot of Longhu Mountain, a group of Taoist priests, who are rarely seen on weekdays, gathered around them, all dressed in Taoist robes, with solemn and solemn expressions. The few middle-aged or elderly Taoist priests at the beginning were peaceful and imposing, and they were all Taoists of the Xuan family. Their strength was unfathomable, and they were all ranked within twenty in the world. The pillars of the family.

The young Taoist priests standing behind them all had bright eyes and outstanding postures, and they were all rare geniuses outside. They stood together like a flock of white cranes, all of them looked very good.

But now they are all respectful and salute together.

"Respectfully send off the uncle/patriarch."

"Let's go back."

The voice of the person who was so solemnly sent off by them was gentle and sweet, and just one sentence seemed to contain the supreme meaning. He is wearing a gray and white crane cloak embroidered with dark patterns, and holds a dust whisk in his hand. He is about twenty years old but already has white hair, **** with a Taoist scarf, like a handful of ice and snow. And his appearance is also like ice and snow, without a trace of blemish, handsome and elegant, only a little dark red on his forehead, like a fairy boy descending to earth.

The eyes are clear and bottomless, with a sense of being out of the world, as if one can see through the past and future of a person at a glance. Originally, he looked aloof and cold, but the corners of his lips were naturally raised, with a three-point smile, very gentle.

"Master Lingyun, please get in the car."

"Thank you."

A man in a uniform with sharp eyebrows opened the rear door for him personally. The masculinity is extraordinary, his actions are swift and resolute, and he has a military demeanor.

"Director Wu, Master Uncle, he was mentally and mentally exhausted a few days ago from deducing the secrets, and needs more rest."

"I will take good care of Master Lingyun."

The man nodded solemnly and gave a military salute. When Deputy Bureau Zheng presided over the No. 444 tiankeng trial, Wu Hongxin, director of the General Public Security Bureau of Yungui District, came all the way to Longhu Mountain in person just to pick up this distinguished guest.

Master Lingyun, the current head of the Yun family in Longhu Mountain, is good at deducing the secrets of heaven, although he is young, he is the person with the highest seniority. If Master Fu is alive, Master Lingyun can call him "Master Uncle". This time, the Yungui District Public Security Bureau solemnly invited him here, precisely for the matter of the Lantern Ghost King.

"Master Lingyun, rest well."

This extended version of the red flag car is specially made, using the technology of the train that shuttles between the ghost domains. The interlayer is engraved with runes. The room is exclusively for Master Lingyun to rest.

It is said that he spent too much time deducing the secrets of the sky, and spent most of his time in meditation on weekdays.

After getting into the car, Master Ling Yun was polite and alienated, had a chat with Director Wu before closing his eyes. Director Wu was kind and did not bother, and left his private space to Master Ling Yun.

The talisman started buzzing, and the space where Master Lingyun was was immediately silent.

After a while, Master Lingyun opened one eye.

Snapped!

A purple talisman was pasted on to ensure that the voice would not be exposed. Master Lingyun's expression finally came alive. He sighed, threw away his whisk, took out his mobile phone from his sleeve, and clicked on the name "Huangmao Takes You to See Tiankeng" with ease. live broadcast room.

"The weeping ghost is still doing live broadcasts. Counting the time, he and my king should still be human by now."

"Hey, what is my king! It's the ghost king, the ghost king—ah!"

Master Lingyun's face was slumped, with a frowning face: "I have been an undercover agent for more than 20 years, even if I come back, I can't change my words."