After being poisoned by her lover

Chapter 7 Confused!

In the past ten years, he has not deliberately paid attention to this woman.

Her rumors often ran into the topics of the people around him.

Because of Mr. Ye's entrustment and some business contacts, he and her husband, Zhang Yu, had very frequent contact.

This is exactly what he is so curious about now!
After just six months of getting along, they have entered the palace of marriage. They are still two people who are incompatible with each other, and their married life is actually very happy.

This is the same as what we ordinary people see on the Internet, "Why are more and more people afraid of marriage?", "What are those young people afraid of marriage, what are they afraid of?", "The truth about young people's fear of marriage."——

... Information like this is completely different, even diametrically opposite.

Their happy life is obvious to all Qingcheng people.

I can't blame the locals for talking about Ye Zhaoling's inability to speak or having children after dinner.

Who told them to be so happy?

But he is even more despised, dazzled by jealousy, a gossip made up after missing the brainstem!
What did he do with Zhang Yu...

Could it be that he has a face that harms the country and the people, so he deserves to be rushed to become a mistress?

These lemon monsters are made up so well that he, the client, can hardly tell the truth from the fake!
Originally, he was very unlucky to sell the coffin.

You have to be bad-mouthed behind your back.

... mold on top of mold.

Hey, let's talk about the heroine Ye Zhaoling who was "three" by him for no reason.

It stands to reason that Ye Zhaoling came to him the night after he got married and asked for his body to be transported. After all, he shouldn't be living a happy life, right?

Isn't this the opposite of what she meant at the beginning?

He couldn't figure it out.

As for the other party involved, Zhang Yu.

This guy is creepy.

Because he, Tang Boyu, is the most gifted divination student of our time.

Can't see... Zhang Yu's face clearly!

This is extremely rare.

Or, he had plastic surgery.Or, just say...

Fortunately, his interest in this man is limited.

He wasn't prepared to take any strange interest in a man.

No. 66 Qingchun Road, the door is locked tightly.

He stood outside and looked furtively in, but the curtains were drawn so tightly that he couldn't see anything.

Reluctantly, he took out his tools, but after thinking for a while, he gave up picking the lock and decided to climb over the wall.

After turning into the yard, he knocked on the door.

After knocking on the door, I suddenly realized that I was a bit stupid.

Normally, there is only one body in the house.

The killer doesn't just sit there and die.

Those who locked themselves in the house without running away after killing people were probably escaped from the mental hospital.

He tried twisting the handle.

crunch--

door.

opened.

He pushed open the door and walked in.

Who is it?
The answer will soon be revealed——

Ye Zhaoling.

It was beyond his expectation and within reason.

He suddenly became interested in Zhang Yu again.

Vendetta?Love kill?It's really non-toxic and not a husband.

The corpse that was supposed to be lying inside sat on the coffee table, slowly showing a weak smile at him.

The lid of the coffin next to her has been cracked in the middle, very crisp.

Normal people must be scared to death at this moment.

Fortunately, he is not a normal person.

He looked at Ye Zhaoling calmly.

frown.

His anger was very thin, and he looked like he was dying.

but!

The Brain Mansion is shining brightly, but the Spirit Mansion is lifeless.

In other words, Ye Zhaoling's brain is normal, the brain of a living person, but her heart is dead!Not the heart of a living man!

What the hell is this?

A series of question marks flashed in Tang Boyu's mind.

Ye Zhaoling saw Boss Tang appearing at the door without any expression on his face. After a while, the other party didn't move, and she pointed to her leg.

Tang Boyu was surprised to find that the woman's right leg was hanging on the ground in a twisted way.

He looked at the coffin lid, which was split in half.

Good fellow, this is the first time he has seen someone kick the lid of the coffin and climb out by himself!
It turned out that Ye Zhaoling kicked the coffin out and broke his leg too hard.

Well!Inside the coffin is the hardest catalpa wood coffin.

As the saying goes: A thousand-year-old cypress and a ten-year-old fir are not as good as a branch of a catalpa.

Ye Zhaoling blinked, urging him to work quickly.

Tang Boyu originally wanted to carry her on his back, but the woman shook her head repeatedly and shook her good left leg.

This means that my right leg cannot swing.

Tang Boyu didn't believe the evil, and walked two steps on his back, his back collar was soaked.

Turning his head to look, Ye Zhaoling was covered in cold sweat and his face was expressionless.

He put the man down and tried to calm himself down.

But he still felt in his heart that this woman was really troublesome!

With a cold face, when he pulled Ye Zhaoling up again, he felt the other's weak pulse, his eyes were obviously fixed on her arm, and the strength in his hand couldn't help being a little lighter.

When he hesitated to speak several times, Ye Zhaoling just raised his other arm and pointed at Qingcheng Mountain.

And he looked at the two arms back and forth, his gaze became more complicated.

Ye Zhaoling didn't notice this, and her indifferent gaze made people suspect that she didn't crawl out of the coffin, but just crawled out of hell.

He had no choice but to hold people in his arms.

Now it was his turn to feel uncomfortable.

When he left Ye Zhaoling's house, he seemed to hear the woman say something.

Thought he was speaking to himself, he asked for a long time but didn't get an answer, and even ignored him.

He has a terrible headache.

Whether it is physical or spiritual.

Tang Boyu carried Ye Zhaoling up Mount Qingcheng.

Maybe it's because the person is not completely dead, it doesn't seem to weigh at all, it's light and airy, like a reed.

I thought of the vigorous face when the woman asked him to transport the corpse ten years ago, and now the scar on his arm, and this half-dead look.

It's really hard not to be a little curious about what happened to her.

It's more about sympathy.

When he came to him ten years ago, he still wondered where a dignified young lady from the Ye family found out about his private work.

Now there is a clue.

But he neither steals nor robs, he has no regrets.

This job of transporting goods is also thanks to the rules on Qingcheng Mountain.

One of them is that on days other than June [-]th, except for the people on the mountain who cannot go down the mountain, people from the mountain who have not worshiped the mother are not allowed to go up the mountain at will.

But he has a special status and is not bound, so people always ask him to send things up the mountain.

Now, the person who died in front of him was not "Zhang Yu" as he had guessed, but the woman who asked him to "carry the corpse" up Mount Qingcheng herself!

The facts answered the doubts he had accumulated for ten years.

At the same time, more doubts arose.

Ye Zhaoling quietly huddled in his arms, staring blankly at Mount Qingcheng.

She didn't have the warmth of a living person on her body.

Wouldn't this be a sign of death?

Perhaps, he hadn't waited for him to send her to her destination.

People lose their temper...

He quickened his pace.

Trees tens of feet high blocked the sky and the sun, and a gust of wind rushed past the two of them, causing goose bumps.

"whee……"

A thin and sharp laughter came from the second dark wind sitting deep in the jungle.

Ye Zhaoling lowered his eyelids.

Tang Boyu never stopped.

Laughed like this for half an hour away.

The unmoved appearance of the two made the things in the dark even more rampant.

I vowed to prove my existence in the ears of the two of them.

"Haha!"

"Whee!"

"Haw!"

"Aww!"

Tang Boyu coughed, unbearably disturbed.

He really didn't know why he wanted to show some untimely heroism!

Why bother?
The night on Mount Qingcheng is a living nightmare.

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(End of this chapter)