Evil Bone Devourer

Chapter 86 The Legend of the Ghost King's Arm-
Yinsan held the cigarette between his fingers, half-closed his eyes and took a hard puff. Seeing that he wasn't paying attention to me, I quickly found his call history and dialed the first number.

The other party answered quickly, and asked in a hurried tone: "Brother Yin, are you done helping me? Are you all okay?"

Although the human voice will be slightly changed through the transmission of the phone, I can still recognize who the other party is at once.

I waited for a few seconds, and heard the anxious urging from the other side: "You are talking!"

"Dong Jinbao, your uncle!"

Yin San was stunned for a moment before he realized that he had fallen into my trap, threw away his cigarette butt and came to grab the phone, I dodged and took a step back, and asked into the phone: "Where are you? Why don't you contact us if you have contact with them!

Dong Jinbao, do you know how much we all worry about you?

Have you longed for it?
Grandpa Tang is dead!You haven't even come back, are you still human! "

I said a lot of heartbreaking words, and finally repeated with choked up, "Grandpa Tang is gone, come back and have a look! Okay?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone, and finally Dong Jinbao said helplessly to the phone: "Yinghe, just pretend you don't have me as a friend! I'm sorry!"

After speaking, he hung up the phone.

I shouted like crazy: "Hey! Dong Jinbao, you bastard! Hey!!!"

Yin San regretted everything in his heart, never thought that I would make such a play.

I returned the phone to him and rushed back to the yard angrily. I happened to meet Yu Qiuting who came out. He looked at me with a gloomy face. Maybe he had already noticed that I was making too much noise outside.

"Yu Qiuting, you and Dong"

Before I finished speaking, he forcefully pulled my arm and walked in. My desperate struggle attracted many eyes.

He leaned over and warned me: "Yunyinghe, let me tell you, now is not the time to discuss this matter, if you want to swallow this matter for his own good!

Your grandma said that you don't need to watch the spirit, so get the hell out of here and sleep in the house now! "

I was forcibly dragged by him to my original room. Grandma didn't say anything when she saw it. I don't know what the two of them talked about just now. She always has an infinitely lenient policy towards Yu Qiuting.

I kept tapping on the door to get out, but after a while the door opened, Yin San pushed Jiang Nuojie in, and then locked the door again from the outside.

I pinched my hands on my waist and was speechless for a long while, pointing at the door and cursing: "Are you a devil! Yu Qiuting, wait for me to go out and see if I can destroy you!"

Jiang Nuojie hurriedly covered my mouth, dragged her to the edge of the bed and forced my shoulder to sit down, "Calm down! Do you know who he is? He is."

"He is the heavenly king, I am not afraid of him!"

As soon as I finished cursing, I heard the bell by the window ringing crisply. It was a talking tube he made before, and the bell was my grandma's magic weapon.

After he left, no one took it apart, and now he rang the bell again, as if he had returned to the days when he lived in my house.

I used to look forward to the bell ringing every day, even if it was just saying 'good night' to each other.

I calmed down all of a sudden, lay on the bed and looked at the yellowed roof with empty eyes.

Jiang Nuojie went to the window and opened the curtain. Seeing the finely carved silver bell shaking again, she opened the window and picked up the speaker and said, "What's the matter?"

The other party recognized that it wasn't my voice, and said flatly: "Watch her sleep well, tomorrow will be very busy."

"I see, don't worry."

After Jiang Nuojie finished speaking, she closed the window, pulled me up and took off my coat with her own hands, and I was like a puppet, letting her play with her at will.

She persuaded softly: "Yinghe, I know you are in a bad mood now, but people who are alive must live a good life, he asked me to tell you that tomorrow will be very busy, you will definitely not be able to bear your current state tomorrow. "

"Nuojie, why did you use honorifics to him? Do you know him right?"

Jiang Nuojie nodded, "Is there anyone in Zongzhou who doesn't know him? He is the god of Zongzhou."

I frowned in confusion, I know very little about Guyin Palace, I only know that it has a high status, but I don't know why it exists.

Nuo Jie continued: "I was very surprised when he appeared in front of your house. He is very secretive, and it is impossible for ordinary people to see him. The only time he saw it was at the funeral of Zhou Zhu's death last year.

do you know?

Even if the Continent Master of Zongzhou died, he would sit in a high position and would not even bend his waist, let alone offering incense, there is no such honor at all. "

I was taken aback and asked, "Why?"

"The status of Guyin Palace cannot be shaken from generation to generation, but not every generation will have the ghost king's arm. The previous generation of palace master is also his father, and he does not have the ghost king's arm.

The old palace lord has been loosening leaves all his life. It is said that the young palace lord was unwilling to recognize him before, but then suddenly came back for unknown reasons.

The ghost king's arm is not a tattoo, but a blue-black pattern that grows naturally. As long as the ghost king opens his eyes, he can succeed the palace master. "

I suddenly realized why Yu Qiuting couldn't see anything before, it was because the ghost king didn't open his eyes! ! !
But he is still more sensitive than ordinary people. Although he can't see ghosts, he can feel his mother is beside him.

"Yinghe, how did you know each other? I think he seems to be very interested in you?"

"He lived in my house for a while, Shangxin? Don't be funny, he hates me to death."

"How could it be? If I don't care about you, how could I bring you back all the way?
Yinghe, although it is a bit inappropriate for me to say these words at this time, I still want to ask, does he like you? "

I shook my head quickly, "No, it's okay with us, let's sleep!"

"Hey, do you know the status of the empress of the main palace? That is more respectable than the princesses of other countries!"

I curled up on one side and wrapped the quilt around my body, staring at the desk lamp next to the bed with bloodshot eyes. I used to think that there was a lamp that could light the way home, but I never thought that we could go home together The opportunity turned out to be the death of Grandpa Tang.

I don't want to be a lord empress, and I don't want to be more noble than the princess. I just want to go back to the days when I was 16 years old and we were a big family together when I first met him.

At that time, Grandpa was still healthy, Grandpa Tang and Heihai were both there, and Dong Jinbao was still a member of our Gang of Four
Everything is very simple and pure, but it can never go back.

Now that Grandpa Tang and Hei Hai are gone, and Dong Jinbao is unwilling to go home, everything has changed.

In any case, I can't understand why Dong Jinbao would rather get involved with Yu Qiuting than find us. Hasn't his matter been resolved?

Then why hide and talk about being an asshole who doesn't have friends like him.? !
Thinking about it, a tear slipped from the right eye to the left eye, the cold water vapor fused together, and finally slowly slid down the hair.
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(End of this chapter)