I dug the grave of the God of War

Chapter 41 Resolving Confusion (2)

On the battlefield, the two sides are fighting but the weapons in their hands are chopping each other, and the player's own strength has become the key point that determines life and death.The sharpness of the weapon is not that important. Often when a sword slashes, people's instinct will be to dodge when life and death is at stake. Therefore, sword wounds should not be focused on one point or another.

"Qiqi, come here."

Wu Luoyang held the scroll in his hand and slowly stood up from the chair.

Standing in the open space beside the table.

Wen Qiqi looked at her confused: "What are you doing?"

Despite Wu Luoyang's move, Wen Qiqi stood up from his position and came to the place opposite Wu Luoyang. He raised his face slightly and looked into her bright black eyes.

From this angle...

Under the light, Wu Luoyang's white windbreaker was shrouded in a layer of white light and shadow.

Wu Luoyang is thin and tall, with a good-looking face, fair and rosy skin, a tall nose, good facial features, and impeccable appearance.

The only thing I can dislike is probably the lack of a few ounces of meat on her breasts.

Gee!
A flash of pity flashed in Wen Qiqi's eyes: "Wu Luoyang, when you were growing up, were you losing weight? You've lost all the weight!~"

Ok?
Wu Luoyang didn't know why.

Following Wen Qiqi's line of sight, he lowered his head and glanced...

"Big boobs and no brains."

In one sentence, he pointed at Wen Qiqi opposite, who had a few ounces of extra flesh on her chest. She was wearing tight clothes and her uneven lines were extremely perfect.

Wen Qiqi gave Wu Luoyang a blank look.

She had quarreled with Wu Luoyang many times, but it seemed that she had never won.

"Give."

Wu Luoyang took out a black fountain pen from the pen holder and put it directly into Wen Qiqi's hand. He pointed at his chest with his backhand: "Prick it here."

Wen Qiqi:...

Do you want to play with your heart?

Ignoring the confusion in her eyes, Wu Luoyang gestured to Wen Qiqi to stab his right chest with the end of the pen at a 45-degree angle.

According to historical records, Zhan Yunye is about 1.8 meters tall.

If Wu Luoyang's dream scene is true, then the height of the woman who assassinated him should be about the same as himself, at least about 1.7 meters.

However, Wen Qiqi's net height is 1.6 meters.

The proportion of height difference between the two is the same.

Thinking of this, Wu Luoyang spoke again: "Take off your high heels."

The next second, Wen Qiqi thought of something, and suddenly her eyes sparkled: "Oh, Wu Luoyang, I didn't expect you to have this hobby!"

Wu Luoyang was shocked by her lewd gaze.

Bang!

The scroll in his hand hit Wen Qiqi's forehead accurately.

Wu Luoyang's black eyes were slightly angry, and he spat out a few words coldly: "What do girls think about?!"

Wen Qiqi:...

It was rare for Wu Luoyang to be angry. Wen Qiqi also felt that his joke was a bit too much, so he curled his lips and stopped talking.

Taking Wen Qiqi's hand, Wu Luoyang personally guided and demonstrated.

After several running-in exercises, Wu Luoyang felt that it was about the same. Wen Qiqi stood opposite her, suddenly drew out a pen and stabbed Wu Luoyang on the right chest...

There was a pain in my chest.

Wu Luoyang did not avoid it. Instead, he fished it out with one hand, wrapped his arms around Wen Qiqi's waist from behind, and locked it tightly. Then the two of them fell down behind Wu Luoyang.

In the dream, the general and the woman who assassinated him also fell into the cliff like this.

If it were someone she didn't know well, she wouldn't have had the chance to attack him at close range, and he wouldn't have been defenseless and would have instinctively hugged her as soon as he fell...

in this way.

bang——

There was a short muffled sound.

Wu Luoyang felt a sharp pain on the back of his head when he hit the ground, and his chest was so pressed by Wen Qiqi that he couldn't breathe.

Spread out.

Draw out the pen to Q!
Slowly raising his head, Wen Qiqi's eyes showed a strange color.

Recalling Wu Luoyang's hug before he fell, Wen Qiqi's lips curled up: "Wu Luoyang, don't deny it. In the face of the facts... it's useless for you to quibble!"

This hug is a real bargain!
I finally took a breath and calmed down.

Hearing Wen Qiqi's teasing, Wu Luoyang silently rolled his eyes and did not waste any time talking to her. He just reached out and took away Wen Qiqi's hand that was still "inserted" on his chest while holding the pen.

Sit cross-legged on the floor.

Wu Luoyang carefully recalled the drill just now.

If her dream came true, then the stroke that Wen Qiqi inserted just now should proportionally be on Zhan Yunye's chest, matching the breakpoint on the remains.Put it this way.

According to the records in wild history, it is not impossible to establish that Zhan Yunye was assassinated.

but……

If Zhan Yunye had not died in battle, why would the empress Zhou Zhong posthumously confer the title of "God of War" and be buried with national honors?
Wu Luoyang really couldn't figure it out.

"Hey!"

Next to him, Wen Qiqi reached over, pushed Wu Luoyang, and said with an unhappy expression: "It's eight o'clock, do you want to turn others into starving ghosts?"

Hearing the sound, Wu Luoyang stood up from the floor.

Almost forgot.

At night she had to go to the hospital to help people catch ghosts.

The two checked the doors and windows, turned off the lights, and walked side by side to the stairs, not forgetting to talk about where they were going to have dinner.

In the room on the second floor.

A pair of sharp eyes appeared in the air in the dark corner, staring at the place where Wu Luoyang lay down just now. In a moment, those eyes disappeared as if they had never appeared.

The two of them had a casual bowl of noodles at a roadside stall.

A bowl of steaming hot noodle soup warmed the body and filled the stomach. Wu Luoyang really didn't pay much attention to what he ate.

Clear soup with little water.

Wen Qiqi put down her chopsticks and took a few sips of the soup, but felt that it couldn't compare to the taste at home.

Simply watch Wu Luoyang eat.

It seems that he also understands why Wu Luoyang is so tall and thin. He probably grew up eating clear soup noodles.

It only takes 10 minutes to drive to the hospital.

Wu Luoyang got off the bus.

Wen Qiqi also followed.

Wu Luoyang turned his face sideways, fell into the playful smile on Wen Qiqi's lips, and frowned: "I'm going to catch ghosts, what are you going to do?"

"Let's see you catch ghosts!"

Wen Qiqi replied briskly and walked a few steps ahead.

Wu Luoyang couldn't stop him.

Sigh.

It’s no problem to watch her catch ghosts!

It's just that Wen Qiqi's celestial body is loved by ghosts, so it would be better if he doesn't just watch the fun and is possessed instead.

The hospital is very quiet at night, so quiet that you can hear the patter of footsteps.There were lights in the long corridor, and suddenly several doctors came out of the elevator pushing a hospital bed. The patient seemed to have a headache, and he hit his head desperately with both hands, making a wailing sound.

Wen Qiqi was startled and instinctively leaned sideways against the wall to let them pass first.

Wu Luoyang narrowed his eyes slightly.

The patient's head was wrapped in black mist, and the climate was not yet mature.

"What did you see?"

Seeing her expression, Wen Qiqi asked in a low voice.

Wu Luoyang did not answer, but took Wen Qiqi's hand and walked from the corner entrance next to it. The last room in the corridor here is the mayor's ward.

The ward was quiet, the lights were dim, and only the bedside instruments made regular beeps.

Seeing them entering, the mayor's wife stood up from her chair.

The situation is simple.

The results of the hospital's instrument examination found no problems. The mayor's face was pale, his blood pressure and pulse pressure had dropped, and he was unconscious, accompanied by symptoms of respiratory weakness and shock.

A strong black evil spirit emerged from the mayor's chest, and it was clear that his official power could no longer suppress the evil spirit.

After walking around the ward, Wu Luoyang looked around and found nothing wrong.

"can we start?"

The mayor's wife asked lightly.

Wu Luoyang pursed his lips and nodded.

He caught something out of the corner of his eye and turned to look at the bedside. Wen Qiqi had already moved a small bench and was sitting there waiting to watch her catch ghosts.

that location...

Wu Luoyang made no sound to remind him, and silently withdrew his gaze. He happened to fall into the two dark and deep eyes of the mayor's wife, and his heart was slightly shocked.

You may have to overtake at night.

Wu Luoyang muttered something silently in his heart.

(End of this chapter)