fox lure

Chapter 129 When Yin and Yang Are in Chaos

I tried to open the door of the attic again, my eyes were clearly visible at night, and the light shield outside the door was very bright, as if it was some kind of seal?
Why can I open it easily the previous two times?
I stood at the door for a while, and came to a conclusion, why didn't you let me in?Because I guessed right.

The scenery in the photo that Huang Shuang'er gave me must be in the attic.

After I went in last time, the coffin was moved again.

The more you don't let me in, the more weird it is!

In the coffin, is Zhang Yue's book?It's Dai Yuemian's Bai Yueguang who has been kneeling and licking for more than 100 years.

The faceless girl I saw, I could tell from her words that she was Zhang Leshu.

Where is her face?Dead dead, face is gone?

She drew the mouth for herself, crooked.

Just like what she said, crooked and unreasonable: If you don't suffer, I will suffer!

At this time, the words were still echoing in the corridor: "The sun is like a ring, the sky and the earth are as black as ink, the heavenly wolf kills the stars like a well, and the gate of hell opens."

Hearing this, my eyes widened, and one thing suddenly came to my mind, the meaning of this sentence.

Huang Shuanger told me this sentence, and Liu Chen also wrote this sentence on paper,

It means that when the sun is like a ring, there is no sun during the day, yin and yang are chaotic, and the gate of ghosts will be wide open!

Dai Yuemian used those ten minutes to bring Zhang Leshu back from the underworld! !
Thinking of this, I clenched my fists, and no longer cared about the door that couldn't be opened in the attic.

I understand, Dai Yuemian removed my Yang Soul. It was written in the book that the Yang Soul would dissipate after a long time of separation. He had to put my Yang Soul on someone else so that the Yang Soul could be preserved!
Then wait for the opportunity of today's sun ring to appear.

At first he actually didn't know when the sun ring would appear.

He thought it would be dangerous to put my soul on someone else, so maybe Lao Huang would find out and get it back for me.

Cen Chunhong is different. Cen Chunhong's family is too miserable. She learned to cook when she was two or three years old, and farmed when she was seven or eight years old. She took care of her parents, and everyone in the villages knew it.

She seems to have come to this world to suffer since she was born, but she has never complained.

She is the image of a poor student with excellent character and learning, although she is actually a bit stupid.

In the eyes of the outside world, the appearance of her and her family is already unbearable to be bullied.

In essence, I lost the Yang Soul and had nothing to do with her. How could Lao Huang and I get back the Yang Soul and let Cen Chunhong die?
In fact, Cen Chunhong is a carrier.

Therefore, my Yang Soul moved to Cen Chunhong, Dai Yuemian still looked for a chance to kill me, because I would not look for my Yang Soul until I was really dead.

Everything he did was for Zhang Leshu!
After I die, Zhang Leshu can use my Yang Soul without any worries.

But I'm a little curious, how he gave my Yang soul to a ghost who has been dead for almost a hundred years!
Today is a good day for Dai Yuemian, right?

The opportunity he was waiting for appeared, a little earlier than the opportunity I was waiting for.

With fists clenched and eyes red, I rushed down the stairs, all the way towards the broken window I jumped in.

The school playground was full of people, the snow plows stopped, and the red and blue lights of the police cars flashed.

Aunt Cen's broken wheelchair was in the same place, and Aunt Cen was lying on the ground crying and almost twitched, hugging the leg of the policeman's uncle, "How can my daughter go missing? Please help me find her."

"At that time, the radio called Jiang Long to go to the guard. After Jiang Long went out, Cen Chunhong followed him out, and then he didn't come back." Xu Dawang was carrying a schoolbag. This guy likes to join in the fun, and said to the police uncle with his neck up.

"Who's Jiang Long?" The police uncle looked around the crowd.

I walked into the crowd, "I'm Jiang Long."

"Ah, little dead girl, did you kill Chunhong?" Aunt Cen heard me talking, cried and crawled towards me like crazy, the only upper half of her body was extremely fast.

"Ma'am, please calm down." The police uncle stopped her.

Then he looked at me: "Little friend, uncle heard that you haven't been in the classroom all day, where are you?"

I looked at Aunt Cen calmly, and I thought, if she could figure out that I had no intention of harming Cen Chunhong at first, at least she would not speak ill of me, and be very vigilant and resistant.

I will think about it in my spare time and be close to her house again.

Maybe that way, I will talk to her family about the root cause of my loss of soul, and maybe everyone will work together to find a way to solve the problem.

rather than as it is now.

She told Cen Chunhong that I will definitely harm Cen Chunhong, so Cen Chunhong has been paying close attention to my every move, for fear of harming her.

Even if Aunt Cen could calm down a bit, Cen Chunhong wouldn't have followed me out of the classroom secretly today.

Things could have been resolved another way.

Looking at Aunt Cen like that, I wonder if I should gloat?Half of the troubles in the past six months came from her family.

But in fact, I have no idea of ​​gloating at all.

I was dazed, and the police uncle repeated again: "Jiang Long, my uncle is asking you, you haven't been in the classroom all day, where are you? Have you seen Cen Chunhong?"

I shook my head and calmed down, "I've always been in the guard room, with grandpa."

"That's right, this child has been with me all day," the doorman walked into the crowd with a cigarette in his mouth, and now that he had some air to breathe, he began to smoke: "This child is with me, I can testify. "

"Could it be, which corner of the school is student Cen Chunhong? The snow wind was too strong at that time... Could she..." The police uncle's voice was a little low, and he whispered to his colleague.

"At that time, there was no visibility within one meter. Could it be that the child got lost in the snow and couldn't find the classroom, and then..."

Then froze to death in which corner of the school?

So far, the school has only cleared the snow on the playground.

"This little dead girl must have killed Chunhong, and then hid Chunhong! Woooooo~"

Aunt Cen was still crying crazily, she had bad expectations in her heart, pointed at me, and insisted that I killed Cen Chunhong.

Aunt Cen frantically pushed away the police uncle who was bending over to stop her.

He came to me, pulled my clothes fiercely, pushed me, and hit me: "Where is Chunhong? Little dead girl, I will let you pay for Chunhong's life!"

I waved her away and said coldly, "I'm merciful enough to you. You'd better not go too far. You might as well open your eyes and think about it. If I want to harm her, I can wait half a year before I do it? Like a blind man?"

"You might as well go to the old building to have a look." I raised my head and said to the police uncle.

(End of this chapter)