I have a weird dynasty

Chapter 108 Golden Boy (asking for monthly ticket)
Zhang Qinggang got drunk in the afternoon and went upstairs to sleep. He didn't know how long he had slept when he suddenly heard a "bang" and woke up with a start.

It was dark inside and outside the room. The alarm clock on the bedside was flashing, and it was already past eight o'clock in the evening.

Thinking of what Qiangzi said, that he was going out to do something in the afternoon and kidnap a female student to sacrifice to the 'Golden Boy', Zhang Qinggang immediately came to his senses and went downstairs to check.

"Qiangzi, are you back?"

Zhang Qing just walked down the stairs, and when his feet stepped on the last floor, a bright light pierced his eyes.

Zhang Qing just squeezed his eyes, and when he adjusted to the light, he opened his eyes and stood there in a daze.

The three-bedroom apartment was bright and clean, the furniture and appliances were spotless, the balcony sliding door was open, and the red maple tree in the yard was as red as blood, swaying in the breeze.

"Hubby, let's eat."

Zhang Qinggang trembled all over, opened his eyes wide in horror and slowly turned around, and saw a woman in a white dress standing by the dining table, smiling at him gently.

Zhang Qinggang stepped back in panic and touched the Buddha amulet on his chest with trembling hands.

"You... aren't you dead?"

The woman still smiled and slowly approached Zhang Qinggang, "How did I die?"

Zhang Qing just took out the Buddha amulet and before he could hold it up, the black amulet in his hand quickly cracked as the woman got closer.

"Is this... how he died?"

The woman put both hands into her mouth and slowly and forcefully tore at her jaw. The heart-pounding sound of bones breaking and flesh tearing could be heard.

Zhang Qinggang opened his eyes wide in horror, watching the woman break and tear off her entire jaw bit by bit.

The blood dyed the woman's white dress red. Her hideous and terrifying appearance made Zhang Qinggang's legs go weak and he fell to the ground, crying and begging.

"I'm sorry, honey, I'm sorry. It was those two bastards Xu Zhenxing and Xu Zhenping who tricked me into believing that worshipping the Golden Boy at home would make me rich. Who knew it would be like this? I'm sorry, I really didn't mean it. Please let me go, let me go..."

There was a sinking sensation on my back, and a cold breath hit me from behind my head.

"Then you should stay with me too."

"what!!!"

Zhang Qinggang yelled and rushed out, rolling and crawling. When he ran outside, he saw a taxi parked on the side of the road with the engine still on. Without thinking, he got in, stepped on the accelerator and drove away.

It was late at night and the surroundings were shrouded in gray fog after a rain. The shadows of street lamps and neon signs were reflected on the ground, and the entire city was empty.

Zhang Qinggang was covered in cold sweat, his eyes gradually became distorted and sinister, and he began to mutter to himself.

"Women! The Golden Boy needs women. As long as I sacrifice another woman, I will definitely make another fortune. I will definitely be able to turn the tables, definitely!"

A girl holding a red umbrella on the roadside raised her hand to stop a taxi. The taxi slowly stopped. The girl folded her umbrella, got in the car, and sat in the back seat.

The girl didn't tell him the destination, so Zhang Qinggang started driving by himself.

"Master, I want to get off." The girl said coldly.

Zhang Qinggang had a ruthless look on his face and stepped hard on the accelerator.

tick tock...tick tock...

A cold and sticky liquid fell on his face. Zhang Qinggang raised his hand to wipe it off. It was blood.

He looked up in horror and saw pieces of blood spreading from the roof of the taxi.

In the blink of an eye, the entire interior of the taxi was stained with blood, and horrifying faces emerged from the blood.

A cold hand reached out from the back row and touched Zhang Qinggang's face. The girl turned into a chinless woman and exhaled gently.

Zhang Qinggang was so frightened that his heart and liver were broken. He stepped on the brakes hard but it didn't work. The car was speeding up and the woman's hand slowly reached into his mouth.

click!
"Ahhhh!!!"

The screams were deafening, but no one inside or outside the scrapyard heard them.

Jiang Zao held up his phone, pointed at the empty staircase and asked Sang Que, "Did you see that? He suddenly disappeared. I recorded it all!"

Sangque nodded absentmindedly, "I see."

The person was transferred away by her using the evil fog and was trapped on the second floor, experiencing the fear of a second round of death.

Sang Que wanted to get some information out of Zhang Qinggang, asking him why he sold the house to them, and whether his appearance at the gate of her community on the night of August 8 was a coincidence or there was some other reason.

Before Yin Tong's evil fog was upgraded, she had used it to influence Qin Lu's father, but it could only make him see some horrible illusions, and it could not change the surrounding environment.

After this upgrade, Yin Tong's evil fog can directly transfer people away, and can also change the surrounding environment. By inducing fear in people's hearts, it can create an extremely realistic illusion.

"Just stay here and don't move."

Sang Que walked to the room where the missing girl's body was hung. A hint of cold air emanated from her right arm, and several blue corpse spots quickly appeared on her right arm.

Sang Que raised his hand and grabbed the golden boy in the shrine. This thing could be used to feed the village resentment.

click!
The golden boy suddenly split apart, a baby cried, and the girl hanging above moved like a puppet. A wisp of black air quickly flew out of the cracked golden boy, broke through the window and escaped outside.

"Sangsang, there is a cell phone signal!"

Jiang Zao was shielded by Sangque's evil fog and did not notice anything strange in the house. After she found that the signal was restored, she immediately called the police.

Previously, it was because the 'Golden Boy' was enshrined here, and the negative energy was everywhere, which affected the mobile phone signal. Now that the statue of the Golden Boy has cracked, the negative energy has dissipated, and the signal has naturally recovered.

These modern minions are far inferior to the evil spirits in the Weird Dynasty. There is no need to use a theater. They can be trapped by spreading evil fog.

"Call the police first, I'll go out and take a look."

Sang Que chased the black energy out and ran to the village road outside the scrap collection station.

……

"Teacher, please hurry up. Why are you getting slower and slower?"

"The car is running out of battery!"

Zheng Xuan took Xu Yichao with him, and the small electric bike made a rattling sound on the bumpy village road, and the speed was getting slower and slower.

Xu Yichao couldn't wait any longer, so he simply stretched out his long legs and jumped off the car, running faster than the small electric scooter.

"Come back and don't run around!"

The wind was howling, and it was pitch black all around. Fog gradually rose, and Zheng Xuan's headlights flashed and suddenly went out.

When he held the car and looked forward, Xu Yichao had disappeared.

Zheng Xuan suddenly wanted to swear. He threw the car to the side of the road, took off his helmet and threw it away, then quickly took out a cigarette box from his trouser pocket.

After lighting a cigarette and putting it between his lips, Zheng Xuan became fully alert and walked forward cautiously.

Lighting a cigarette is like lighting incense, which can break through the ghost wall. The surrounding fog made Zheng Xuan's hair stand on end and he felt extremely dangerous.

"It's really a worry!"

Zheng Xuan couldn't help but complain. According to the data from the 'Research Institute', people who have just experienced a supernatural event have a probability of encountering a supernatural event again within three months that is over 60%.

These two unlucky kids!

The atmosphere here was filled with gloomy air, and the shadows of the trees in the moonlight were swaying like ghosts. Zheng Xuan turned on the light on his cell phone and shone it around.

Suddenly, Zheng Xuan felt a chill on the back of his head. He turned around and saw his brother Zheng Letian, covered in blood with a burst head.

"Brother, why don't you come to save me?"

Zheng Xuan's pupils constricted and a hint of guilt flashed across his eyes, but his hands did not stop moving. He grabbed a handful of red rice from his pocket and sprinkled it forward.

Zheng Letian immediately disappeared.

Hearing the sounds of a baby crying, Zheng Xuan immediately ran over there.

The fog gradually dissipated, and under a poplar tree by the roadside, a woman in a Nanyang dress stood with her back to him, like a statue.

The baby's crying sound suddenly turned to the back. Zheng Xuan's scalp tightened. He pulled out the special baton at his waist and turned around to hit.

The baby's shadow was broken up and the crying sound disappeared. Zheng Xuan lowered his head and saw a woman's shadow behind his shadow.

Countless red lines hung down from the tree and tied up Zheng Xuan's arm holding the baton. The baby's cry sounded again. The black shadows reunited and pounced on Zheng Xuan's face, intending to possess him.

At the critical moment, a little girl with a blue body and dressed in ancient costume suddenly appeared and grabbed the black baby's neck.

The baby struggled violently, letting out a shrill and piercing cry, but was instantly dissipated into smoke by the little girl in ancient costume with a light grab.

The red rope that tied Zheng Xuan also quickly disappeared and he fled in panic.

The little girl slowly turned her head, her empty eye sockets staring blankly at Zheng Xuan.

A terrifying chill enveloped Zheng Xuan. His whole body was stiff and the powerful feeling of oppression made it hard for him to breathe. He had never felt this way before, except when facing the mountain god worshipped by their family.

The little girl stretched out her hand towards Zheng Xuan and slowly approached.

Zheng Xuan tried his best to get his body moving again, grabbed a handful of red rice from his pocket and threw it out.

The rice fell on Yin Tong, but had no effect at all. The green little hand covered with corpse spots was about to fall on Zheng Xuan.

Just when Zheng Xuan was about to bite the tip of his tongue and spit out a mouthful of 'True Yang Splash', the little girl suddenly disappeared.

"Teacher Zheng!"

Xu Yichao ran out of the fog, followed by Sangque and Jiangzao.

"How come you disappeared in the blink of an eye? How did you get into the relevant department when you are so useless?"

Zheng Xuan: …………