a zombie haunts me

Chapter 197 The Curse of 25 Years Old

Force my parents to death, force me to jump off the tower?

Is this really what A Lang did? If not, why did I see such a strange scene when I lay in the coffin last time?
I will never forget the appearance of Ah Lang riding on a tall horse and commanding a large army approaching the city.

Perhaps the maid who was killed by the staff was not lying!

At that moment, my heart became very chaotic, like a ball of hemp rope wrapped around my chest, and the ball of hemp rope was tangled together, forming a dead knot.

Just when I was hesitant to open my mouth to say something, a strange laughter suddenly came from my ear: "Hee hee hee...hahaha..."

The voice was so familiar, as if it had been heard somewhere.

My brain short-circuited for a moment, and after a burst of "buzzing", I suddenly raised my head, and happened to see a weird and terrifying doll hanging on a treetop not far in front of me.

The doll was a bit dirty, with curly hair hanging down on her forehead, the moment I raised my eyes slightly, and my eyes met her, a strange wind blew...

The doll's hair was suddenly blown away by the wind, and I saw a pair of very flexible eyes, but the eyes had no pupils, as if they were covered with a layer of ashes.

She just looked at me like that, meeting my eyes, but it made me feel shuddering all of a sudden.

Suddenly, the shrill laughter stopped abruptly, replaced by a little girl's voice, she said to me: "I curse you in the name of the demon god, you will never live to be 25 years old."

At that moment, the blood all over my body was like boiling water, rushing to the top of my head. I never dreamed that the cursed doll would appear in my previous life.

Cold sweat dripped from the back of my neck, and I suddenly remembered the WeChat message Luo Jia sent me. In my previous life, I only lived to be 25 years old...

What's more, Master Chu Tianshi once ordered me to give orders, saying that I would not live to be 25 years old...

Is the demon god a demon or a god?
When my mind was in a mess, I suddenly felt like a thin layer of smoke was covering my whole body, and then, a pungent smell hit my face.

It was on fire, and the surroundings were on fire.

Flames shot up from the soles of my feet quickly, as if kerosene stuck to my body, and I felt as if I was surrounded by raging fire.

My body was in pain from being burned, and the pain made me almost suffocate. Suddenly, the surrounding scenery slowly faded away from my eyes, and I seemed to have fallen into a strange darkness. Only the red flames burned me, as if to Dye me to ashes.

"Help... Ah Lang, help me..."

I cried out, but my voice was drowned in the flames.

I struggled, struggled desperately, but no matter how I struggled, my hands and feet seemed to be tied...

By the way, I seem to be in a coffin!
"Help...I don't want to die...help..."

My voice became smaller and smaller, because I found that I didn't even have the strength to shout.

Suddenly, there was a thunderous bang in my ears, and a familiar voice said to me: "Hold my hand, and I will rescue you."

I waved my hands desperately, and the flames burned my skin like hot oil dripping on my skin, but I didn't care at all.

At this moment, I seem to be looking for a life-saving straw.

Suddenly, I grabbed something from the flames, and with a sudden force, my eyes suddenly widened.

Everything in front of me felt strange and familiar. After a pause, I realized that I was lying in a coffin.

I was shocked and quickly jumped out of the coffin. At this time, under the full moonlight, A Lang was standing aside, his eyes fell on me.

I froze for a moment, only to realize that his face seemed a little ugly.

A suffocating silence spread in the room, and I found myself afraid to look him in the eyes because of my guilty conscience.

Unexpectedly, I was locked in that coffin for as long as a day. I didn't die, but I was frightened by the memory of my previous life like a dream.

For a moment, facing A Lang's face, even I felt scared.

The full moonlight shone on the coffin, and the lipstick-lacquered coffin in front of him seemed to have vitality, and the beating red seemed to be circulating in blood.

After an unknown amount of time, Ah Lang suddenly grabbed my hand and led me out of his room.

"From now on, you can't enter that room again."

A Lang's tone was so straightforward that my heart couldn't help trembling slightly.

It was like being knocked hard by something, and there was a buzzing in my head.

"That coffin is unusual, isn't it?"

I stared at his face, thinking more about how I died in my previous life, was it because of that curse?

Also, what is the truth that killed my parents? Did Ah Lang really force my parents to death?

Unexpectedly, not only did I have no memory of my previous life, even my previous life had incomplete memory.

A Lang didn't answer me, I saw his side face, that face looked so strange, the same as what I saw in the memory of my previous life.

"You still dare to ask why, do you know that if I don't come to rescue you in time, you will be locked in that coffin until you die."

His voice trembled slightly, and I could feel that he was afraid, although he looked very angry.

"I can't live to be 25 anyway, it's better to die sooner."

At that moment, my brain became hot, and I said to him with a bit of embarrassment in my tone.

He turned his head and took a deep look at me, then squeezed my hand suddenly, and said to me: "Even if you die, your soul will be locked in that coffin."

In an instant, I felt a cold wind blowing out of the coffin, and in just an instant, I shivered a little from the cold.

I opened my mouth to say something, but my throat was as dry as if I had swallowed sand, and I couldn't make a sound at all.

I noticed a faint emotion flashed across A Lang's face, wondering if he was worried about me.

Suddenly, I felt uncomfortable all over, as if someone was standing behind me and staring at me closely.

At this time, I heard a terrifying and strange voice: "25 years old is a curse that you can never escape, your soul will go on forever, reincarnate... die at 25... reincarnate..."

That voice was like a sharp thorn, piercing deeply in my heart.

I don't know if Ah Lang heard it, but I can clearly feel that the voice came from behind me.

Suddenly, the wind howled, and the doors and windows in the room opened with a "bang". The moon was covered by dark clouds, and under the dark night sky, I saw two windows creaking in the strong wind.

And I unexpectedly discovered that the center of the strong wind was actually the huge red lacquered coffin in the room.

What is going on, is that weird cursed doll playing tricks...

Or, everything is because of that lipstick paint coffin?
At this moment, Ah Lang held my hand tightly, and I could feel his cold fingers holding me firmly, as if he was afraid that I would disappear.

"Come on."

He pulled me and ran away. Before I could react, I felt a strong suction from behind sucking me tightly.

"You can't escape."

That weird baby voice was still in my ears, as if it was following me closely, ready to pull me into that coffin at any time.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of something being torn apart, and turned around suddenly, only to find that my clothes were torn by that strange suction.

Before I could react, I felt as if my whole body was lifted up by an inexplicable force.

But in a short time, I actually flew directly to the coffin.

Even though Ah Lang held me tightly, I still felt that I was sinking into the coffin bit by bit.

"Help……"

My voice gradually dissipated in the strong wind, and I'm not sure if Ah Lang heard it.

A Lang could have dropped me and ran away by himself, but he didn't. Just when I was hesitating, I felt an inexplicable force rushing towards me. A Lang gave up struggling and fell into it with me. The whirling vortex of the wind in the coffin.

I felt as if I was being torn apart by the strong wind, and even my bones were about to fall apart.

But my hand held Ah Lang tightly, and I didn't dare to let go for a moment.

But the wind almost tore me in two...

The moment I was distracted, my hand was hit by a strong pressure, and there was a sharp tingling in my fingers, as if it was about to be severed.

I let go of my hand helplessly, and the whole person suddenly fell into a void.

When I opened my eyes again, I realized that everything in front of me was not my previous life.

I don't know exactly where it is, but I seem to be able to feel a sweet smell of happiness in the air.

This is so strange, I was obviously sucked into the coffin, how could I be here all of a sudden?
What makes me even more incredible is that everything in front of me feels so familiar.

My head hurt a little, which made me get up from the ground unsteadily, and then, I walked forward step by step.

The strange thing is that the more I walk, the more familiar I feel. I seem to know the road. The street scene on both sides of the road is exactly the same as I remember. This street is...

My memory seems to be broken suddenly, and I have a splitting headache.

Suddenly, I heard a very familiar voice not far away: "Yiyi, come back for dinner!"

It was grandma's voice, and I knew I would hear it right.

By the way, I remembered, isn't this the street near my house?

How could I even forget about my own home? I patted my head, only to realize that my head seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and it hurt so much just to shake it slightly.

But I never dreamed that when I took a few steps forward, I would see a face exactly like myself...

(End of this chapter)