a zombie haunts me

Chapter 111 Soul Lock Clothes

"Don't wear a wedding dress, you won't be able to turn back when you put it on..."

The mournful voice seemed to come from a distant place, but it made my heart sink suddenly.

I opened my mouth to ask him why he did this, but my mouth was controlled and I couldn't make a sound at all.

The makeup artist is busy putting on makeup for me. This time, it's not as scary as last time, but looks very natural.

However, the intense panic made my heart messy like broken glass.

A burst of cold air slowly rose around me, my body temperature dropped suddenly, and a layer of icy frost seemed to condense on my skin in an instant.

Is there something wrong with the wedding dress, or are the ghosts deceiving me in order to sabotage A Lang's plan?
I looked at myself in the mirror, obviously terrified in my heart, but I couldn't see the slightest expression on my face.

It seems that what is sitting here is not me at all, but a soulless shell.

Fear was like tiny bugs, constantly burrowing into my body, I swallowed, only to find that my throat was as dry as if I had swallowed sand.

What should I do? Do I really want to wear that wedding dress?

I couldn't help but feel a chill in my heart, but I saw me in the mirror like a puppet.

"Miss Liu, the makeup is done, please change into your wedding dress."

The ghostly voice of the make-up artist floated into my ears, but as if I had received some order, I stood up abruptly and obediently walked to her side.

She took the wedding dress off the shelf, and the clothes on my body undid the buttons without any external force, and then slid off my body.

I was completely frightened, and the frightening whiteness in my vision gradually spread in my heart at this moment, as if swallowing all my reason.

I clearly resisted in my heart, but the snow-white wedding dress was still put on my body. When the zipper around my waist was tightly tied, I couldn't help but tremble all over.

The material is obviously soft, but it is like wearing a piece of armor on my body. I looked at myself in the mirror, obviously wearing a light bridal makeup, but the red rouge on my face was like two pieces of paper sticking on the face of a paper man. Red paper is average.

Suddenly, the makeup artist slowly raised one of my hands.

I painted red nail polish little by little, and a pungent smell filled the tip of my nose. I moved my fingers, but I found that my willpower could no longer control myself.

There was already a layer of cold sweat on my back, but my eyes could only watch the makeup artist paint my nails a bright red bit by bit.

"Miss Liu, you are so beautiful today."

Suddenly, the make-up artist raised his face, and I almost screamed in fright.

However, I couldn't make a sound.

The make-up artist was as pale as paper, with no trace of blood visible on her face. Her skin was swollen and pale as if it had been soaked in water for many days.

But she grinned at me. On her pale face, only the mouth was bright red, without teeth. The lips grinned, showing a strange arc, as if being torn apart by something.

My whole body was trembling, and fear was like a winding snake, constantly swimming in my body, which raised not only a layer of goose bumps, but also panic that could not see the edge.

I was so scared that I hurriedly closed my eyes, but things were far from as simple as I imagined.

My ankle was raised unconsciously, so scared that I quickly opened my eyes, only to see the pair of crystal shoes that were still in the window just now, lying quietly beside my feet at some point.

But myself, when I couldn't control my body at all, raised one foot and put on those shoes.

The moment my feet were put into the shoes, the soles of my feet felt cold for a moment, as if I was stepping on a piece of ice.

I suddenly realized that those shoes fit my feet so well, and what was even more weird was that the buttons on the shoes actually snapped on by themselves...

I was so scared that my legs became weak, but my body was still stiff. I wanted to kick off the shoes, but I still couldn't control my feet.

At this moment, I saw Yun Li standing not far away.

She was looking at me with a weird smile on her face.

Who is she?

Is this wedding dress custom-made for me by Ah Lang, or has it already been replaced by the ghosts around me?
At this moment, my heart is beating like a drum, beating crazily, however, the consciousness in my body is dissipating bit by bit.

I slowly walked to the front of the mirror, raised the hem of the skirt slightly with both hands, and then slowly put it down.

Then, I saw my smiling face in the mirror... yes, I was smiling, but the real me was almost scared out of my wits, how could I smile?

The hairs all over my body stood on end in an instant, but at this moment, I heard Yun Li's voice: "Miss Liu, please."

Occasionally, I turned around slowly and followed Yun Li out of the dressing room.

I tried desperately to escape, but she still held my body.

I walked forward step by step, but my heart became heavier and heavier, as if I was about to rush to the execution ground.

"You're still wearing a wedding dress after all... Hahaha..."

The ghostly voice came to my ears again, and my eyeballs flicked back and forth, but I didn't see a single figure.

That ghost was actually laughing, didn't he tell me just now, don't put on a wedding dress?

In the end is that sentence true? How many ghosts are hidden around me that I can't see?
My heart was about to collapse, but I couldn't stop. Like a puppet, I followed Yun Li and walked into the shooting hall.

A Lang was already waiting for me there, and he looked a little angry when he saw me.

"President, someone brought it."

Yun Li said, but as soon as the words fell, I heard a crisp "slap", A Lang slapped Yun Li's face with a slap, and his voice was as cold as ice: "Who told you to do this?"

With that slap, my body gradually regained consciousness and I was able to move.

I hurriedly pulled off the wedding dress on my body, but the wedding dress seemed to have stuck to my body, and I couldn't take it off at all.

I kicked the shoes hard again, but the shoes seemed to be stuck to my feet, and there was no way to kick them off.

At that moment, I suddenly realized that I seemed to be under an evil spell.

"Alang."

I hurriedly called his name, Ah Lang frowned deeply, walked towards me, and said to me softly: "It's too late, those ghosts have already changed their wedding dresses, and what you are wearing is a soul-locking clothes."

"Soul-locking clothes?"

My whole body seemed to have fallen into a huge ice cellar, shivering from the cold, but the wedding dress was still firmly attached to my body.

Ah Lang didn't say anything, but just searched among my loose hair, and then pulled out one abruptly, the hair glowed with green light, I knew it was his hair.

At this moment, I saw that the white wedding dress on my body was disappearing bit by bit, and what appeared in front of me was a purple-black cheongsam...

"This is what the soul locker looks like."

Ah Lang's voice came again, but it made my heart sink suddenly.

I looked at the purple-black cheongsam on my body. The cheongsam tightly wrapped my body and set off my exquisite curves. I could feel that this dress had a history of hundreds of years.

But it was very tight on my body, and it was so tight that I could hardly breathe.

"Quick... help me take it off!"

I was about to collapse, however, A Lang just lowered his eyes slightly and said to me: "The soul-locking clothes locks your soul, and it's not easy to take it off. Don't worry, let's finish taking pictures first." , I'll figure it out later."

He said, gently took my hand, and walked slowly to the front of the background wall.

My legs were a little weak, and my body was strangled so hard that every step I took was very difficult.

"Yunli...why did she want to kill me?"

I always thought that Yun Li belonged to A Lang, no matter what, she would never harm me.

"She didn't put the soul-locking clothes on for you."

A Lang said lightly, from his eyes, I saw a trace of doubt, doesn't even A Lang know what's going on?
"Who is that? She pushed me, and I was completely out of control. Then, this dress was put on me inexplicably."

I whispered, worried that people around me would hear me.

A Lang frowned deeply, and then said to me: "It's not her who controls you, she just stands by and watches."

I almost didn't bring it up in one breath, and stared blankly at A Lang in front of me.

"Someone changed clothes, and she knew it."

A Lang added, his sharp gaze turned to Yun Li again.

I remember that Yun Li told me that she and Wang Qing had worked beside Song Lang a few years ago. Could it be that they already knew the identity of A Lang's Zombie?
"Don't worry, soon, we will know the truth of the matter."

A Lang gently shook my hand, although I was very worried, but I could only bite the bullet and cooperate with him.

This time, the portrait was very fast. I guessed that A Lang must be in a hurry, so he only asked the old man to sketch a few strokes.

……

In the lounge, there are only me, A Lang, and Yun Li.

"Who changed the wedding dress?"

A Lang's voice was indifferent, but his eyes were as sharp as a lone eagle in the dark night.

"Change the wedding dress?" Yun Li frowned suspiciously, and then said, "President, I don't understand what you mean."

"Don't pretend, I know exactly what you did."

A Lang said indifferently, holding a cup of freshly brewed tea in his hand.

He gently skimmed the tea leaves with the lid of the cup, but didn't drink them.

"President, I haven't changed my wedding dress, I really haven't!"

Yun Li still categorically denied it, but I seemed to have seen something from her flickering eyes.

At this moment, Ah Lang suddenly put down the lid of the teacup, and then violently poured out the cup of hot tea...

(End of this chapter)