a zombie haunts me

Chapter 135 Juxing Street NO.17 Old House
Long nails grew out of his fingertips in an instant, and his steel knife-like nails waved in the air several times in succession.

However, a moment later, the black air condensed into a human form in the air was cut into many parts by A Lang's nails.

But that rotten face is still in front of us...

The male ghost suddenly smiled, the smile was so weird and terrifying.

"Don't waste your efforts, what you see is just a cohesive shape. As long as my heart is still there, you can't hurt me."

The male ghost's voice came faintly, and I could feel that there was a kind of pride in his voice, as if everything was nothing in his eyes.

A Lang stopped and stood quietly aside. He didn't say anything, but that seriousness seemed to embody a deep hatred and the power to destroy everything.

"and many more!"

I stopped in front of Ah Lang, and said to the male ghost: "I've done everything you asked me to do for you, but what about the things you promised me?"

Actually, I don't expect this man to let me in, but I can't just watch Ah Lang fighting the shadow of this male ghost alone.

"Don't worry, I'm still very trustworthy."

The male ghost slightly hooked his lips, revealing a terrifying smile. At that moment, my heart was in my throat.

I looked at his rotten face, because he smiled slightly, some of the rotten flesh fell off his face, that horrible look, like a moving corpse.

Not to mention how uncomfortable my heart is, a deep fear is like a barb, pulling my sensitive nerves back and forth.

In fact, what I'm really worried about in my heart is not only these things, what I'm even more worried about is, if this continues, will I be under the control of this male ghost for the rest of my life?
Just thinking about it, the male ghost said: "Didn't you always want to know how to remove that palm print?"

I nodded heavily, looking forward to his answer.

However, after a long time, he frowned deeply, and then said to us: "The answer you want is in the old house No. 17 on Juxing Street."

"what?"

At that moment, I was completely stunned. I believe that anyone who has lived in the city knows this Juxing Street NO.17.

I heard that that place is a haunted building, because there was a female celebrity living there before, but since the female celebrity committed suicide by jumping off the building, strange singing sounds can be heard from that building at night...

That singing voice is exactly that female star's song, moreover, the singing voice is so piercing that it sounds chilling.

Later, those old neighbors who lived on Juxing Street moved out one by one, and finally, Juxing Street became an almost deserted street.

Not long ago, this land was planned as a construction land. During the expropriation, several people were killed. Probably later, they felt that it was not auspicious, so no one dared to think about that land again.

In this way, Juxing Street became an abandoned ghost street, and Juxing Street No. 17 is the building where the female star who committed suicide lived.

"you……"

I stared at him, raised my finger slightly, and pointed at him, but trembling slightly.

"I'm telling the truth. Believe it or not. By the way, don't blame me for not telling you. If you don't solve this palm print, you will only have three months to live. Cherish it."

His voice became farther and farther away, and finally turned into a wisp of smoke, and the whole person disappeared before my eyes.

I was very scared, and a kind of fear of the unknown surged up in an instant.

I fell heavily on the sofa, but didn't look at A Lang's face.

It's not that I'm afraid of death, it's just that I don't think it's worth dying like this.

Besides, I haven't found the answer that has troubled me for so many years. Bai Chenxu told me that my parents may not be dead. I want to find them and ask them why they left me alone...

I didn't know what to do, so I had to fix my eyes on A Lang's face.

At this time, he has returned to his previous appearance, but he still has a murderous aura on his body, as if he wants to swallow everything.

"Ah Lang, what should we do?"

I asked in a low voice, but my heart was very uncertain, because I knew that even if we went, we might not be able to know how to remove the black palm prints, and would put ourselves in danger instead.

"I think it might as well give it a try."

A Lang said lightly, his tone was so relaxed, it seemed that he didn't pay much attention to Juxing Street No.17 at all.

"Ah Lang, you may not know where Juxing Street No. 17 is, in fact, there..."

Before I could finish my words, I heard a slightly worried voice from A Lang, and he asked: "I don't care where it is, we've already broken into the hell, are we still afraid of a house in the world?"

What he said made me speechless, but, as he said, we have even broken through the underworld, do we still care about an ordinary mansion?
At that moment, I felt that what A Lang said was very reasonable, but even so, I still felt inexplicably cold.

If all this is really inevitable, then there is no harm in going.

"Okay, let's go today."

Although I don't know exactly how to get to this house, I am very clear in my heart, and it was not a sudden decision.

"My lady, don't be afraid, I will protect you."

A Lang said, turning around slightly, and then said with a serious expression: "I think these condensed black air is probably related to this Juxing Street, if we can find the secret of Juxing Street, maybe That would really unravel everything."

Hearing what Ah Lang said, I felt like that was the case.

First of all, the condensed black air is made up of evil spirits. It can absorb so many evil spirits and ensure that the evil spirits will not be dispelled. It will definitely not work without a place where Yin Qi gathers.

Secondly, the male ghost said that without destroying his primordial spirit, the shadows formed by the black air would never disappear.

And the most important point is that as long as we find the root of everything, we may be able to figure out the identity of this man. At that time, it will be beneficial to Sun Lu and everyone around Sun Lu. harmless.

After figuring this out, we decided not to delay, and immediately set off to Juxing Street NO.17.

However, the biggest difficulty now is that it will be night soon, and the yin energy in Juxing Street is also at its peak. If we go like this, it may be more or less ominous.

But A Lang said, if we don't go at night, we won't be able to find the source of the evil spirits. Even if we go there, we will see nothing but ordinary dilapidated houses.

After hearing what he said, I felt that I had to go anyway, so it's better to break up the soul of the male ghost, so that there might be a glimmer of life.

But I couldn't help but wonder in my heart, since the soul of the male ghost is kept there, why did he tell us so generously, isn't it afraid that we will destroy his soul?
I don't have time to think so much, my heart is very chaotic, I hope everything will go well, so that even if I have to pay a little price, I am willing.

Just like that, Ah Lang drove me to Juxing Street...

The distance from the street to the end of the street is not long, only about 100 meters away, and NO.17 is in the middle.

Therefore, no matter which end we enter from, the distance is the same.

However, when the car arrived here, Ah Lang stopped. He frowned slightly, as if thinking of something.

For a long time, he didn't make any further moves, so I asked in a low voice, "Ah Lang, what's the matter?"

"Have you noticed that there is something wrong here?"

A Lang didn't answer me directly, but asked in a low voice.

I thought about it for a long time, but still had no clue.

A wide street with very quaint houses on both sides of the street, which looks a little old.

Apart from being a bit worn out, there doesn't seem to be anything odd about it.

If there is anything wrong with it, it is probably because the yin here is too heavy.

Even when I was sitting in the car, I could feel a cold wind blowing towards my face. Although I didn't know what happened, but that cold wind carried a heavy resentment, which made something in my heart Some sad emotions were aroused.

I felt uncomfortable, but I didn't speak.

After a while, A Lang said to me: "There is a problem here. No matter what happens in the future, you must keep calm, don't listen to anything, don't think about anything."

I still know this, I don't believe there is anything more powerful than Pluto's [-]-fold soul-controlling spell in Juxing Street.

I don't know why, but my heart always feels empty. I suddenly thought of the woman who was imprisoned by A Lang in the headquarters building of the Song Corporation...

I want to know, what is the identity of that woman, is it true that she and A Lang were originally a couple?

A stream of acidic water gradually gushed out, corroding my fragile heart.

Ah Lang is really good to me, I can't bear him, but why does he want to lie to me and hide me?
As the car drove all the way to Juxing Street, my heart became more and more restless...

The rapid breathing accompanied by the violent beating heart made my whole body tremble slightly.

"what are you thinking about?"

Ah Lang's voice suddenly interrupted my thoughts, and I slightly turned my head to meet his gaze.

From his eyes, I saw some anger, some inexplicable sadness.

"Can you tell me, who is that woman locked up by you?"

I asked in a low voice, and I didn't understand why I wanted to know the answer so urgently at this juncture.

I think, maybe it's because we are about to face life and death, maybe, we can no longer escape from Juxing Street.

I am willing to hear this answer before I die, even if it is a lie.

But at this moment, Ah Lang grabbed my hand...

(End of this chapter)