At the same time, a cold wind blew in from the door.
My heart suddenly tightened, and I looked past it subconsciously.
In the darkness, a black shadow stood like a ghost in the darkness under the porch.
"who?"
My heart tightened, and I thought of dry bone piles first.
Not daring to hesitate, I quickly folded the lion's seal with both hands, and I was ready to fight tooth and nail.
But just after stacking it on the second floor, there was a clicking sound of metal hitting from the opposite side.
I stopped immediately because the sound was so familiar to me. It was the sound of a pistol being loaded. I had only heard it not long ago.
However, hearing this voice again made me secretly relieved, because there was only one person holding the gun, and that was Li Wenfeng.
Sure enough, as soon as I stopped here, he spoke immediately.
"If you don't want to die, don't talk!"
His voice was very low, like a strange night owl.
"Uncle Li, are you still asleep?" I could only lower my voice.
"Stop talking nonsense, go inside and enter the storage room at the back." Li Wenfeng ordered coldly.
I felt tight in my heart, thinking that he was not thinking about killing people and silencing them, right?
I wanted to call Fatty and Huzi, but I gave up the idea just for a moment.
Even if they come out, it will be useless, they will only increase the danger.
No matter whether it is a tiger or myself, no matter how powerful we are, we cannot withstand bullets. If we really resist, the bullets will tear our bodies apart in milliseconds.
I had no choice but to go inside and enter the innermost storage room.
The storage room was not large and there were some sundries piled inside. Just as I was about to turn around, Li Wenfeng's gun was pressed against my back and he pushed me inside.
At the same time, the light of the flashlight lit up and shone in front of me, pushing me until I reached the corner before I stopped.
In front of me is a huge portrait, a 19th-century European oil painting style. It depicts a blond, blue-eyed foreigner who looks like a duke. This man is standing in front of an old-fashioned telephone, pressing the phone with his hand.
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Next to her, several naked Western women were kneeling, all of them naked.
Li Wenfeng actually hangs oil paintings in the storage room. He has very special taste! I can't help but think wildly.
At this time, Li Wenfeng came over and reached out to press the phone number on the mural.
The strange thing is that these numbers can actually be pressed and make a beeping sound.
I immediately realized that it was a disguise. There were real buttons hidden behind the phone in the painting.
With a soft ding, the mural rotated backwards, making a heavy creaking sound. I never thought it was a modern password-protected door.
Inside, there is a dark secret room.
Why did Li Wenfeng bring me to this private room? I have a bad feeling in my heart.
Without saying a word, Li Wenfeng gave me a hard push and pushed me in.
Suddenly, a cold and damp breath hit his face.
I frowned immediately and smelled an evil and cold breath in the air.
Immediately afterwards, the door was closed and the light of the flashlight shone on my face. I quickly covered my face and closed my eyes.
"Zhang Jiuyang, do you want to live or die?" Li Wenfeng's cold voice sounded.
I know what Li Wenfeng wants to do. It seems that the fat man is right. Li Wenfeng never thought of letting me go, even though I just saved his son.
"Mr. Li, if you have anything to say, just say it!" I said calmly.
Unexpectedly, Li Wenfeng was silent for a while, and then asked: "Are you really going to change your destiny against the will of heaven?"
I frowned, my mind was racing, I quickly analyzed this sentence, and then nodded.
Li Wenfeng obviously would not believe it so easily. He stared at me with a sneer on his face.
"I heard that changing one's fate against the will of heaven is a forbidden Taoist skill. Most people don't know it. People with this kind of ability need to have a very high level of Taoism. It seems that only Zhang Tianshi from Longhu Mountain has this ability. You are young.
If you are not an orthodox Taoist heir, how can you have such a Taoist behavior!"
My heart tightened. I didn't expect that Li Wenfeng knew so thoroughly. He was basically right about everything. The only thing he was wrong about was that this kind of defiant method was not only used by the Zhang Tianshi Association, but also by my grandfather.
And mine is indeed feasible. It is true that I do not have this ability for the time being, but I cannot deny this kind of thing.
"Uncle Li, I just saved your son, and not many people can cure the zombie poison! Why can I?" I said.
Li Wenfeng fell silent.
There are no absolutes in the world, and he seemed to be analyzing the truth or falsehood of my words.
I didn't say anything, quietly feeling the environment, and secretly making preparations. Once Li Wenfeng really attacked me, I would never sit still and wait for death.
And, as long as you give me time, I have the ability to reverse all of this.
But after Li Wenfeng thought deeply for a moment, he came up with an idea.
"Okay, since you said you would change your life, how about you help me change my life? As long as you can do it, not only will our grudges be wiped out, I will also give you a large sum of money."
As he said that, he paused and his tone suddenly turned cold, "If you can't change it, don't blame me for being ruthless."
While talking, Li Wenfeng retreated to the door, then pressed the switch on the wall with his hand, and a light suddenly lit up in the room.
It was a dim, old-fashioned light bulb. It didn't have enough light, but it was enough to illuminate the whole room.
By the light, my eyes swept across the room, taking in the environment here.
It was a large, slightly empty room. Apart from two high-backed wooden chairs at the door, the only thing left was the solid wood altar table behind me. But when I saw what was in front of the altar table, I was instantly startled.
Because there were several unkempt dolls sitting on the altar table.
At first glance, I thought they were real people, so I was shocked and felt like the hairs on my body were about to explode. However, I soon discovered that these dolls were actually fake.
However, the workmanship of the doll was so exquisite that it could be mistaken for the real thing. It reminded me of the human skin doll in Li Juan's arms. The two were so similar, but it was a pity that the light was too dim to see clearly.
Obviously, it's not a secret room, but more like a mourning hall.
There are five dolls on the altar table. In front of these five leather dolls, there is a spiritual tablet respectively, and none of them is missing.
These were obviously dead people. At first I thought they were Li Wenfeng’s family members, but after a quick glance, I realized something was wrong.
Because there are photos placed in front of these memorial tablets, at first glance they look like girls, and they are all beautiful women.
When my eyes fell on the last photo, I was stunned.
Because I actually know the person in this photo, it is Xie Xiaoman who died not long ago.