Infinity through different life

Chapter 115 Let's go home with my sister (please subscribe)

Xu Jing's heart skipped a beat, and through the curtain of the window of the red sedan, he could feel a pair of probing eyes locked on him.

After the sedan chair landed, the curtain in front of the sedan chair was slowly lifted, and a young and beautiful woman in red makeup, long hair and shawl flew out lightly, with an incense fan in one hand and a red silk in the other hand, straight landed in front of Xu Jing.

The two looked at each other, and the woman in red smiled and said softly, "What a handsome zombie, why don't you go home with my sister."

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand to caress Xu Jing's cheek.

Xu Jing had already guessed the identity of the other party. The person he met here was most likely the ghost bride Dong Xiaoyu who died at the age of 20.

roar~!

He opened his mouth, revealing a pair of sharp zombie fangs, and thrust his hands forward like electricity.

And his nails changed accordingly, growing to more than three inches long in an instant, with a black and purple light shining on them, and a faint yin energy surrounding them. Even if a ghost was penetrated by him, he would be unable to eat it. Walk along.

"Oh, you are so cruel."

Dong Xiaoyu's body turned, and it turned into a wisp of green smoke and dissipated suddenly.

Xu Jing only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and his hands were empty.

He didn't even think about it, his body turned around suddenly, and his arms stretched out like sticks to sweep behind him.

As a zombie, he can detect ghosts through his yin energy, and coupled with his first-level spirit's induction to ghosts, the other party is as bright and dazzling as a firefly in the dark night.

No matter how hidden it is, it has no effect.

Swish~!

As a result, it was swept away again.

"So fast!"

Xu Jing was surprised.

At this moment, he felt his body sink, and Dong Xiaoyu turned behind him again, and his limbs wrapped around him like an octopus.

Shady cold winds blew towards his cheeks, and the other party's tender words sounded in his ears.

"Little guy, go home with your sister obediently."

Xu Jing's body swayed. He suddenly felt dizzy and wanted to sleep, and this feeling was getting stronger and stronger.

"you wanna die--!"

He raised his head, growled ferociously, and at the same time, quickly hugged his arms back, grabbed a mass of plump and elastic softness, and ruthlessly tore it to both sides.

Oh!

It was like tearing a piece of paper.

A shrill scream suddenly sounded in his ears, Dong Xiaoyu disappeared from behind him in a flash, then flew to the sedan chair with a whoosh, and regained his figure.

However, compared to before, her figure at this time was a little more ethereal and illusory. It was obvious that the attack just now had an effect.

She rubbed her buttocks with one hand, frowned, her face was full of pain, and at the same time she was shocked, and stammered: "You... you you... how can you have wisdom?"

It is obviously a stiff head. In her opinion, this kind of low-level zombie is impossible to produce wisdom, let alone speak like a human.

And the reason why she wanted to bring Xu Jing back was also because she sensed the extremely pure yin energy contained in Xu Jing's body.

Xu Jing swung his arms back and forth. Although his body was still very stiff, it didn't mean that he couldn't bend his arms. However, he had tried his best just now.

After hearing Dong Xiaoyu's words, he opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse and low, and he said slowly: "You female ghost, you just pass by when you pass by, why bother to provoke me."

Dong Xiaoyu's mouth was wide open, and after a long while in a daze, she said in a low voice: "I really just want to take you home."

"Take it home?" Xu Jing snorted coldly and said, "Take it home and eat me?"

"That's not true." Dong Xiaoyu pouted, and said pitifully, "I originally thought you had no wisdom, so I wanted to take you home so that the pure energy radiating from you would not be scattered in the world. And if I practice by your side for a long time, my progress will be accelerated."

"You're talking nonsense, and you still want to lie to me." Xu Jing would not trust the other party easily.

Dong Xiaoyu's face was pale, tears flowed down suddenly, and he said aggrievedly: "I didn't lie to you."

Human beings often use "ghost lies" to describe untrue and outrageous lies. If a real ghost speaks, it is a real lie. Maybe not one of the ten sentences will be true.

Of course Xu Jing would not believe Dong Xiaoyu, he went to the other party's old lair, who knew what kind of traps would be waiting for him there, he immediately said coldly: "Everyone does not violate the river, so don't try to trick me, let's go. "

Dong Xiaoyu hesitated for a moment, looked at Xu Jing carefully, and flew lightly into the sedan chair. The four bearers lifted the sedan chair, and the faint sound of gongs and drums sounded again, and they moved forward.

When walking to a tomb more than ten meters away, the entire sedan chair and bearer suddenly disappeared.

Xu Jing also started jumping forward. He jumped all the way to the place where Dong Xiaoyu disappeared, and turned to look at the tombstone.

Sure enough, the words "Tomb of Dong's Xiaoyu" were engraved on it, and it was the same as what he had just seen in the photo.

"Just do it yourself."

Xu Jing took a deep look at Dong Xiaoyu's photo, turned and left.

Judging from the strange situation of the four porters carrying the sedan chair being exactly the same, this reminded him of the paper man technique he had heard in his previous life.

A female ghost who is suspected of being able to spells might have some background, and he doesn't want to provoke her until she is strong enough.

After he left, the photo on the tombstone moved, and a doubtful voice sounded: "It's really weird that Bai Zhan has intelligence no less than that of human beings. There is also the incredibly pure Yin Qi in his body. Could it be..."

hiss~!

There was a gasp of surprise.

Dong Xiaoyu's figure appeared out of nowhere and appeared in front of the grave in the blink of an eye. She looked in the direction where Xu Jing disappeared with a look of shock on her face, "Could he be a Mao Zang who failed to overcome the tribulation but saved his life?"

She once heard an old ghost say that only when zombies reach the state of Mao Zong, can their spiritual intelligence be fully activated. In this world, the only thing that can pose a threat to Mao Zang is the catastrophe encountered when he cultivated to Fei Zong. .

Her expression suddenly became cloudy and uncertain. She tried to catch up with him several times, but because of various concerns, she chose to give up and finally returned to the cemetery.

After Xu Jing left the cemetery, he climbed over the mountain at his feet without stopping and headed towards another mountain peak in the distance.

Originally, he wanted to find a place to hide on the mountain just now, but after discovering Ren Weiyong's cemetery, he felt that it was too unsafe there.

After all, it was still too close to the town, so he was really worried if he didn't go farther.

After all, with his current situation, he couldn't get sunlight at all during the day. If he hid too close, he would be easily found by Uncle Jiu at dawn. By then, it would be like catching a turtle in a urn with nowhere to run.

Moreover, the hidden dangers on his body have not been eliminated, Xu Jing is even more worried that the other party will have some means to track him down.

In any case, for now, the farther away the better.

He then concentrated on traveling, climbing three mountains overnight, and finally stopped when he saw the sky was getting dark.

Xu Jing didn't know where the cave was, and he didn't have time to look for it, so he went directly to the backlit side of the hillside and found a hidden place. He pressed his hard hands into the soil and started digging.

After working for a while, he finally dug a not-so-spacious cave on the slope.

This cave is very shallow and narrow, and it is less than half a meter to go in. The height is slightly higher than him, and it can barely be squeezed in to make a hiding place.

Before the sun rose again, Xu Jing dug a place at the innermost corner that was just right for the sound, and then covered it with some plants, before he hid in it with confidence.

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(End of this chapter)