Lingyao's condition is very bad, and I'm so anxious that I don't know what to do.

At this moment, Ling Yao suddenly said weakly: "Jiang He, if you have to pay a lot of money to help me, are you willing?"

When is it still saying this?

After spending this month together, Ling Yao has left a deep mark in my heart.

I said anxiously, "You can do whatever you want me to do, tell me how to help you?"

Her eyes looked at me strangely, very complicated and hesitant.

Suddenly, a stinging pain in my heart, and my body couldn't help but tremble.

I stared at her pale face in a daze, slowly lowered my head, saw her hand, piercing my heart.

“For… why?”

I was angry and shocked, and more of it was a kind of sadness spreading in my heart. The pain in my body was far less than the pain in my heart. Why did she do this?

Ling Yao held the mottled oil lamp in her other hand and pressed it against my heart. She looked at me with complicated eyes and said weakly: "The numerology is connected, and the soul is connected. You are my opportunity. When we meet in the future, I will tell you everything. I hope you won't blame me..."

When she said this, the mottled oil lamp had been stained with blood in my heart and mouth. My consciousness was a little dazed. I wonder if it was an illusion, but I felt that the mottled oil lamp seemed to melt into my heart.

At the same time, there was a stinging pain on my wrist. The tooth mark left by Lingyao on my wrist seemed to be like a thrust of needles burning with flames.

I felt the blood in my body flowing rapidly, as if it was being absorbed by Lingyao frantically. Her pale face turned red, her illusory body was also solidifying, and her originally listless appearance disappeared, and a bright light flashed in her eyes.

My consciousness gradually blurred. I heard my grandfather's angry shouts, the old yellow-skinned spirit's exclamation, and the sound of Ling Yao seemed to be saying something, and there were also a dull roar like a fighting sound...

The more beautiful a woman is, the more she will be able to lie.

Who said this sentence?

It makes sense!

The consciousness was trapped in the darkness and I had a very long dream.

In my dream, I was in a dark space. Mottled oil lamps appeared, and the lights were bright, illuminating this dark space. Countless sparks of light emitted from the lights, forming strange runes and patterns.

Some of these rune patterns were taught by Ling Yao, and most of them were very strange. The light talismans and patterns rotated around me, and then rushed into my body wildly, submerging me...

When I woke up leisurely, it was already bright.

I'm not dead?

I was stunned for a moment and looked down at my chest. I clearly remembered that Ling Yao stabbed my heart, but the skin at the heart was smooth and there was no scar.

What's going on?

The only one lying in the dilapidated temple was lying on his own, Lingyao, the old yellow-skinned spirit, and grandfather disappeared.

I stood up and moved my limbs, and it felt strange.

He was full of energy and seemed to have endless power in his body. He was very excited as if he had been injected with chicken blood.

Everything that happened last night was like a dream, which made me feel like I was trance and unreal.

Just as I was stunned to recall what happened last night, a figure appeared outside the dilapidated temple, which turned out to be the fat yellow skin.

I immediately came to my senses, looked at the fat yellow skin vigilantly, and subconsciously prepared to bite my fingertips and throw the bleeding talisman.

However, the next scene stunned me.

It stood respectfully in front of the broken temple gate, bowed and said to me, "After the order of the ancestor, I have sent you something!"

It waved its hand, and several yellow leathers came over with a large backpack and placed it at the entrance of the dilapidated temple.

After doing all this, the fat yellow man was about to leave.

"Wait a moment!"

I shouted and asked, "Where is your ancestor now? What happened here last night?"

These yellow skins wanted to swallow me alive before, but now they show a respectful look, which makes me confused. Also, what happened here last night, where did Lingyao and grandpa go?

After hearing my question, the fat and yellow-skinned boy glanced at me with a strange look and said vaguely: "The ancestor followed Miss Lingyao, and seemed to be helping with some things. I don't know your grandfather's affairs. The ancestor didn't say in detail, but said that your grandfather seemed to be injured and ran away..."

After briefly talking about what happened last night, the fat and yellow skin left in a hurry, as if he was a little afraid of me.

I opened the backpack in confusion, which contained several brand new clothes and a few stacks of banknotes. In addition, there was a piece of paper with a line of delicate handwriting on it.

"I will go to you in a while, be careful of your grandfather. During this period, don't mention my affairs to anyone. If there is any trouble that cannot be solved, go to the store at the end of Biqing Road, Jiangcheng..."

Jiangcheng is in Lingnan, and I went to college in Jiangcheng, but I was not familiar with the so-called Biqing Road and had never heard of it.

After sitting for a while, I changed into new clothes, left the dilapidated temple with my backpack, and walked out of the valley. I spent more than a month in this valley, and when I walked out of the valley, I felt like I was a different life.

My parents disappeared and my grandfather seemed to have become a different person, which was a big blow to me.

I returned to the village first, but found that the village had become ruins, ruined walls, and was pitch black everywhere, like a fire that destroyed the entire village. The entire village was blocked, and people wearing police uniforms came in and out. I didn't get close. After taking a look from a distance, I left in a sad mood.

When I arrived at the town not far from our village, I ate something at the snack shop and glanced at the shrine shop in the distance.

That was Lao Li's soothing shop.

I don’t know if the disappearance of the villagers is related to him. Even if it has nothing to do with him, he probably has to know something. I can’t forget his hideous face that night that night. Now I am not comparable to that month ago, and I am still more confident in dealing with him.

For a whole day, the door of the mourning shop was not open. At night, the street became deserted, and I gently climbed over the wall and entered the backyard of the mourning shop.

Isn’t Old Li at home?

I quietly walked to the door of the backyard main hall. The door was not locked and it was a false cover.

A faint smell of blood came from the main hall. I frowned slightly and kicked open the main hall door.

When I saw the scene in the main hall, my eyes suddenly shrank.

Old Li is at home, but he is dead!

In the middle of the main hall, Old Li knelt on the ground with his shirtless, holding his head up, his face twisted and ferocious, his eyes wide open, and his hands were carried behind him. A sharp wooden stick was inserted into his mouth, broke out, and nailed it to the ground tightly.

The skin on his chest, abdomen and behind him was peeled off, and the blood on the ground and on his body had dried up. The dense green-headed flies were lying on it, buzzing and flying, which was very disgusting.

Who killed him?
Chapter completed!