a zombie haunts me

Chapter 331 My Blood
"Not much, but, Cheng Shundong, others may not know that breathing grass has another function, but I know very well that the so-called breathing grass does not mean that the grass itself can breathe, but that those grasses can help ghosts breathe .”

After Ah Lang finished speaking, there was a sneer on his face, it was a sneer that despised everything.

I don't know how long I can last, but all my hopes are pinned on A Lang, I think he can save me.

But Cheng Shundong was not afraid of it, and then A Lang said: "So, you should also know that these grasses grow up drinking human blood. They have no roots, because human blood is their best nourishment."

At that moment, I thought Cheng Shundong's words were terrifying, but I could only stare at her blankly. I felt as if I was about to be strangled to death, but I couldn't die no matter what.

Perhaps as A Lang said, that ghost would never be able to kill me, but they can still do bloodletting.

"That's right, but despite this, you still can't let your wife live with you normally. She needs Yang Qi, so you take her out in broad daylight, where the Yang Qi is strongest. In squares and cafés, let her absorb the comings and goings."

When Ah Lang said this, I felt as if my whole body was soaked in icy snow water. It turned out that Cheng Shundong appeared in the square and cafe because of this reason.

My mind was empty, as if it had been washed by water, except for the coldness on my neck, which almost made me suffocate.

I struggled and gradually lost my strength. I felt that Ah Lang seemed to be deliberately provoking him. Why?

Just when I was puzzled, Cheng Shundong walked towards me slowly, his eyes fell on me, he curled his lips coldly, and said: "It's great, being strangled by the neck and hanging in the air like this For a long time, they didn’t even die.”

At that moment, I felt his hand slowly reaching out to me, and his cold fingertips slid across my arm.

My heart was occupied by fear for a moment, but soon, I saw A Lang's gaze, which was a very confident gaze.

"However, such a powerful character will fall into my hands today."

The smile on his face became more and more weird. I felt a strong murderous aura. Is he going to do something to me?

I took a deep breath, feeling as if I was judged to be dead, and I could only hear a kind of silence, a deathly silence.

The next second, he suddenly pulled me aside and pointed my wrist at the drainage pipe on the roof leading to the ground.

A Lang took a step forward, just a small step, but Cheng Shundong immediately took out a small knife from his pocket. The knife was not big, but it was very sharp. It was easy to cut my wrist. He said: "Don't move!"

A Lang in front of me was stunned for a moment, but recovered quickly, retracted the leg that had taken a step forward, and stood still without moving.

"Cheng Shundong, do you think her blood is useful to you?"

Ah Lang's expression was dignified and slightly nervous, but Cheng Shundong became more excited when he saw his expression.After a while, he grabbed my hand and said to me: "Yes, let's try it."

The next second, he cut lightly with that sharp knife, and I immediately felt a sharp pain in my wrist.

The panic in my heart spread from my body in an instant, and I looked at A Lang weakly, but it was too late.

Blood gushed out of my veins and trickled down the knife into the drainpipe.

At that moment, I felt a little dizzy, and the moment the blood flowed out from my wrist, I felt as if all the strength in my body had been emptied.

However, what I never dreamed of was that, within a short moment, the hand that tightly locked my throat was suddenly let go.

I fell to the ground with a "bang", and my breathing suddenly became unobstructed. I took a big mouthful of air, but the air I sucked into my lungs was as cold as ice.

"what……"

I heard a miserable roar that seemed to be right next to me.

A gust of wind blew up all around, and the gust of wind rolled up like a whirlpool. However, the awning on the roof did not move at all.

"Her blood...her blood..."

Cheng Shundong's face suddenly changed, and I could feel the expression on his face gradually distorting, it was a kind of anger, a kind of heartache, and an indescribable murderous aura spreading on him.

"That's right, do you know that the witch's blood will make your wife's life worse than death?"

A Lang said, his eyes were full of contempt.

At this moment, I realized that he just wanted to stimulate Cheng Shundong, whether it was my blood or A Lang's blood, it was enough to make Cheng Shundong's wife become as crazy as she is now.

A transparent shadow seemed to slowly appear in the air, and then the strong wind gradually disappeared, and the shadow rolled back and forth on the ground. I was wondering if it was the ghost of Mrs. Cheng Shundong.

All of a sudden, Ah Lang grabbed my hand, pulled a random piece of clothing to bandage my wound, and then slowly helped me up.

All I could feel was a burning pain in the place where I was hooped. From this point of view, we seemed to be safe.

"Cheng Shundong, we will spare your life today."

After Ah Lang finished speaking, he opened the shade shed on the roof. In just a moment, the sun quickly shone on my body. An unprecedented warmth made my body feel extremely comfortable in an instant.

But Cheng Shundong acted like crazy, and immediately covered his wife's body with the canopy. I wanted to see what he was going to do, but at this moment, Ah Lang hugged my waist tightly, and then, took I jumped off the roof.

When I closed my eyes, I would still be a little scared to jump down from a height of three floors.

But fortunately there was A Lang by our side, and soon we landed safely on the ground.

"Ah Lang, just now we can obviously..."

I faltered and said, I don't understand why Ah Lang let Cheng Shundong's wife go so easily, isn't there a few souls left for us to refine ghost pills?
However, A Lang shook his head, and then said to me: "Do you think Cheng Shundong's wife is so great, yes, the ghost that Cheng Shundong took out during the day is indeed his wife, but, do you think, her wife is really so wonderful?" Is it strong?"

After listening to A Lang's words, my heart suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, not only uncomfortable, but also an indescribable depression.

If Cheng Shundong's wife is not the ghost hiding in Cheng's villa at all, that is to say, behind all this, there must be a more powerful ghost.

"So you let him go, just to catch big fish with a long line?"

I frowned, feeling a little confused.

"Don't you remember Cheng Shundong's eyes when we left?"

At that moment, some pictures suddenly appeared in my mind, how could I not remember it?

The way he gritted his teeth was clearly for revenge.

That is to say, in the next step, he will definitely make her wife better.

Then, he had to rely on the power behind him.

My heart was beating fast, not because I was afraid, but because I was a little overwhelmed.

"Don't worry, we just want to draw out the things behind him. Don't forget, the witchcraft of breathing grass is impossible for ordinary people to use."

As A Lang said, the expression on his face became more serious. I knew that he should have already made up his mind.

Suddenly, he gently held my hand and asked in a low voice, "Does it still hurt?"

I shook my head, as if I couldn't feel the pain anymore.

Then, he carefully opened the cloth-wrapped wound, and gently wiped my wrist with his cold fingers.

In just a moment, the wound on my wrist disappeared.

From a distance, I saw Han Rufei waving towards us. Perhaps he had stood in the sun for too long, his lips seemed to be a little blue, his complexion was not as energetic as before, and he looked sickly.

"Don't talk so much, I'm afraid Han Rufei won't be able to hold on anymore."

I said to A Lang, he nodded, so we got into the car quickly, Han Rufei was still sitting in the back seat of the car, and asked impatiently: "How, what did you find?"

A Lang didn't say anything, I looked back at Han Rufei, and found that he was really too weak, and he seemed to be slowly becoming transparent.

"We found out that Cheng Shundong buried his wife in the field under the villa and watered it with human blood every day, but..."

At that moment, I saw the astonished expression on Han Rufei's face, he said: "Then his wife is that ghost, but what do you want to say?"

"I was just about to tell you that the ghost behind Cheng Shundong is not his wife, but..."

I said here but stopped suddenly, because, in fact, I don't know the origin of that ghost.

Han Rufei seemed a little excited, and I felt that the air behind me seemed to be several degrees lower.

I took a deep breath and said to him: "We have only found out so much so far. As for the things behind Cheng Shundong, we haven't found it yet."

But I didn't expect that A Lang said to Han Rufei at this moment: "It's not that there are no clues at all, at least I have already guessed where you died."

At that moment, I felt an inexplicable chill approaching my heart. I turned my head and found that Han Rufei had already moved closer. Even though he looked weak, his eagerness to know the truth was stronger than anyone else. Be excited all the time.

"Tell me, where did I die?"

Han Rufei's hand directly grabbed A Lang, and in the blink of an eye, I saw a layer of frost condensed on A Lang's clothes.

A Lang frowned slightly, and said as if telling a story: "Try to recall, you rushed to the court as soon as possible with the key evidence, but the evidence was not sent in, because someone sent it to the court on the way. You intercept, and then..."

(End of this chapter)