Super Thrilling Live Broadcast Chapter 285: Courtesy
Chapter 285 Memorial
I'm a little confused, I can't tell whether this is an unfinished nightmare or reality.
Rubbing his eyes, the body of the student in the back room has not disappeared.
I slapped Jiang Chen on the top of the head, slapped him smartly, and glared at me.
"Does it hurt?"
"Gao Jian, you are humiliating me!"
Nodding his head, Jiang Chen's expression was vivid: "Shouldn't be dreaming."
I was very vigilant, and I was stuck in the doorway and moved in. Before my body could go in completely, the trousers were grabbed.
Looking down, Bai Qi bit my trouser leg, desperately preventing me from going in.
"Even Bai Qi firmly opposes it. What is buried in this small burning ditch?" I frowned, the night was solemn, and there was not much time left for me.
Passing Bai Qi's head to make him let go, I still pushed Jiang Chen in front of me: "I heard that Xinhu High School is a project that you Jiangjin Real Estate is in charge of, do you, the heir of the Jiang family, want to give to those children who died in vain?" Say hello?"
"What are you talking about? I didn't even know the Jiang family had this project!" Jiang Chen didn't know whether he was frightened or angry, his legs were trembling, and he refused to move forward.
"You don't know about such a big project? It seems that your old man doesn't take you seriously." The Jiang family was responsible for the construction of Xinhu High School, and I have all the accounts and important information in Jianglong Found in the villa, at least one-fifth of the thick stack of documents was related to Xinhu High School, but I don't know why these documents were frozen.
"Your old man is really not simple. Even this ghost school has something to do with him. I'm curious who is behind the backstage of your Jiang family?" I have been to Xinhu High School many times, but until now So far, I still dare not assert that I have mastered all the secrets. Although this school is abandoned and isolated, I always feel that one day, this place will return to the public's sight.
When mentioning the people behind the scenes, Jiang Chen seemed to have thought of something, and he became more confident: "Gao Jian, you will regret it soon."
He vowed firmly, the fear and panic on his face dissipated a lot, and he moved inch by inch.
"Don't worry about it, I never regret what I do." The people who can establish such a huge consortium as Jiangjin Real Estate must be extraordinary. It's a good idea, but it's a pity that besides a dragon, there is also a big grave under Jiangcheng!
Forcing Jiang Cheng to come to the door of the back room, looking at the corpses standing up one after another, Jiang Chen's face was as pale as paper, his legs and feet were not in control, I pushed forward, and he actually knelt down on one knee fell at the door.
From bottom to top, he happened to see the drooping face of the student's corpse, which was beyond recognition, covered with shocking cracks.
The scorched black hair sticks to the body, and the dark eye sockets seem to be staring at something.
Bai Qi kept screaming outside the room, Jiang Chen paralyzed at the door of the back room, it seemed that he dared not go in even if he was beaten to death.
"It, it seems to be moving." Jiang Chen, who was kneeling on the ground, seemed to have forgotten the injury on his leg at this moment, and crawled back with his hands on the ground, the light-colored suit rubbed against the black ash from the burning on the ground , all demeanor and temperament are gone.
After what he said, I became more focused and used my chasing eyes to look into the back room.
The small room was crowded with corpses, and the standing positions were very dense, and it seemed that there was nothing to be seen in the dark.
The gust of wind mixed with the rain blew into the house, and the Yuan Chen Hanging Soul Talisman on the door frame made a "squeaky" sound. I leaned forward and slowly entered the inner room. Just follow Wan Daochang's instructions foolishly, and look for Yuan Chen's corpse in the corpse mountain like a fool. Compared with that time, these things are really nothing now.
"The corpses are stiff and severely damaged. It's impossible for the dead to be resurrected. These are just corpses." I couldn't figure out why they stood up, and I dragged Jiang Chen through the inner room with one hand. Stepping down, the scene in front of me made me a little uncertain.
All the dead bodies stand in the corners, maintaining the same posture, to make room for the center.
It's not big, only two square meters.
Standing in this open space are two strangely dressed people. They are wearing straw sandals and bamboo hats, and their bodies are tightly covered. The black clothes on the side, at first glance, I thought it was black and white impermanence who went to the world to seduce souls and die.
The positions of the two are yin and yang, like corpses in the back room guarding a Tai Chi diagram.
"Wearing straw sandals, they are the owners of two pairs of footprints in the school porch?"
I looked at it for a while, but I didn't think it was the same. The two stood with their backs. The tall man in front carried the short man behind him. No.
"What are you doing?" The two people in the room plugged their ears with silk, wore veils, tied their feet together at the insteps, and looked like one person.
In the east of them are dried meat, meat sauce, sweet wine and other sacrifices, and in the west are three small bronze tripods, in which are respectively placed the pig's face, nine crucian carp, the left half of the dried rabbit, and the top of each piece of meat There are two teeth marks, one big and one small, one looks like a person left, and the other has sharp teeth, so I'm not sure.
The tall man is facing the door, which is the south. There is a bamboo dustpan under his feet, which is filled with rice, and three shells are placed on the rice.
This situation is really weird, I didn't dare to approach rashly even if I stood where I was.
"Hundred corpses stand still, and an altar is opened in the middle. On the altar, two people stand facing each other, one carrying the other. They don't understand, they don't understand at all."
I was thinking, Jiang Chen who was lying on the ground accidentally bumped into a corpse, the corpse that had been dead for a long time fell backwards, just when I thought it would fall, a scene that went against common sense appeared.
The scorched black corpse seemed to be an old tree with roots. It shook a few times before standing firmly on the spot.
"Standing corpse?" I recalled some of my encounters in Qingtu temple, looked closely at the corpse, and sure enough, I found a piece of yellow paper stuck to the back of the head, dipped in glutinous rice and written as a talisman.
"Daoist Xianqing once came here, he said that he would drive the corpse to the northeast tonight, could it be..." I looked at the tall man standing in the middle of the room, and the more I looked at it, the more familiar it became: "Yunchuan?"
He quickly walked up to the man and stretched out his hand to remove the white scarf covering his face.
The business of exorcising corpses cannot be too kind and handsome, and Yun Chuan's appearance is very in line with the requirements of the exorcising lineage for inheritors.
"Why are you here? What about these corpses?"
Seeing me appear, Yun Chuan was even more surprised than I was. Thanks to the calm mind of the cultivator, he was stunned for a long time and suddenly said: "I am tied to the fox fairy and cannot move. You go and help the master, he He is fighting with an evil way outside the school."
I glanced at the short man in white on Yunchuan's back, thoughtfully: "I'll go and have a look."
Leaving the oppressive back room, I walked around to the back of the burning trench, where the back gate of Xinhu High School is.
Looking at the endless wilderness, the rain was pouring, and in the darkness, two tall and thin figures could be faintly seen confronting each other.
The black wooden box in the pocket made a banging sound, and the mother worm was more excited than ever. Every time I took a step closer to them, the mother worm became more and more excited.
Walking out of the back door of Xinhu High School, I held Jiang Chen's head with one hand and put the other on the trigger, ready to shoot at any time.
Twenty meters, ten meters, five meters, it was only when they got closer that they could see their faces clearly.
The man on the left is wearing a blue Taoist robe, holding a green willow, blood is dripping from his palm, and his arms are drooping unnaturally.
The man on the right, although he only has one hand, seems to have the upper hand. There are three baby skulls around him, and a strong Yin energy surrounds him. At his feet, there is a plump woman in sackcloth and mourning.
"Earth Ren?" I saw clearly the appearance of the one-armed man, and without any hesitation, I raised my hand to shoot him in the head.
I have seen in many books that the villain died because of talking too much. I would never make such a mistake. Get to know the scene, after all corpses never lie.
Boom!
The gunshot rang out, which could be heard very clearly in the wilderness. The flames suddenly appeared, and by the time Zhu Ren realized it, the bullet had already shot through his head.