After being poisoned by her lover

Chapter 98 Epilogue

After confirming that several people had really disappeared, Ye Zhaoling tore off the lace curtain on his head and threw it on the ground.

I squeezed my throat, it was really uncomfortable to speak with a slipper stuck in my throat.

"Ahem, Boss Tang, Ye Jiu seems to have passed out."

Ye Jiu was the most seriously injured. After passing out, her breathing was barely audible.

"Send her to the hospital now?"

Ye Zhaoling felt that it was necessary, all three of them needed to go to the hospital, if they didn't go to the hospital early, they might have a total of five catties with their boxes tomorrow.

Before Tang Boyu could speak, Ye Jiu woke up suddenly and grabbed Ye Zhaoling's ankle, his eyes almost popped out: "I will never leave you even if I die, let me tell you..."

Before she finished speaking, a sign suddenly flew up from her chest, and with a flash of golden light, Ye Jiu disappeared in place with the sign.

Seeing this magical scene, Ye Zhaoling stiffly supported Tang Boyu, and pinched his arm by the way.

Tang Boyu smiled bitterly: "Don't pinch, Miss Ye, it hurts a little, it was real just now."

Ye Zhaoling wiped his face, not letting the blood from his forehead blind his eyes: "Don't you feel very bald? This is too bald, there is no sign at all. People just disappear..."

"Do you think there is a high chance of her being taken away by Hades?"

Tang Boyu coughed: "It's [-]% back to the real world, don't worry too much."

"Do you think I'm worried about her? How can I look better than her? I'm just afraid that she will be taken away by Hades to fill up KPI."

Tang Boyu smiled.

The sparkling seeds around her were still circling around her, Ye Zhaoling talked about it, and finally let the little flame in the rebellious stage eat the spit out sparkling seeds back into his stomach.

The two walked out with each other's arms.

"I've been busy for a long time, but I can't find a way to go back..." Ye Zhaoling sighed. If she hadn't been killed and beaten up by Ye Ba, she might be able to snatch three of them from these people. pot.

In the situation just now, Tang Boyu couldn't count on it. Ye Jiu was lying on the ground recklessly, only she still had the ability to move, but her condition was not very good, and she was a little wobbly even when she walked.

Perhaps it was because Ye Zhaoling's lost look was too conspicuous, Tang Boyu looked pale, and said seriously to her: "A pot is 88, I didn't buy it."

Ye Zhaoling came back to his senses at this time, he didn't have a pot, he was already sick, and now he had a broken leg, and he didn't know if he was injured internally by Ye Ba. here.

88 to buy a broken water bottle, is it just a big grievance? Ye Zhaoling felt that if he was not a second-hand man, he would definitely not have bought this thing before he lost his memory.

She even started to feel glad that she didn't buy this pot.

Even if the money comes from the wind, you have to spend it on things you like, right?Otherwise it's all an IQ tax.

Ye Zhaoling divided half of the belongings of those six people to Tang Poyu. She thought in her heart that they were all strange things, and thought that he would not accept them. A heartache.

When passing by the metal door, she took off the two severed hands from the door, put them into the pannier next to her, and carried them on her back.

"Go back to Ye's house."

There are monsters everywhere on Mount Qingcheng, and the source of the monsters is in the Ye family, so she has no reason not to go back again.

It will take two hours to walk back just like this, which is not a good way.

Tang Boyu seemed to be dying soon.

Ye Zhaoling had no choice but to dismantle the ventilation fence on the top of the tunnel, climbed up first, and then pulled Tang Boyu up abruptly.

In Mount Qingcheng, the early morning wind and the biting cold wind in the middle of winter are like raccoon dogs, and the two are shivering from the cold.

Qiang cheered up and walked for half an hour, Ye Zhaoling's eyes went dark.

A white fur ball the size of a human head that couldn't be distinguished from the buttocks fell from the sky and hit Ye Zhaoling's face.

King Mao Mao: The hateful heartless man who just left me on the side of the road!Finally let me catch it!Look at my cosmic invincible Thunderbolt spiral kick!
Ye Zhaoling's face was so painful from being kicked by this little thing, he could only scare it: "It's bloody! It's bloody!"

Mao Tuanzi stopped kicking when he heard it, and sat on Ye Zhaoling's head with a twist of his buttocks.

Ye Zhaoling patted Tang Boyu: "There is no unparalleled road, it always is."

Five minutes later, a few little Maotuanzi jumped over and chattered to King Mao Mao, and four women in white clothes came over carrying a white sedan chair in the distance.

Ye Zhaoling helped Tang Boyu into the sedan chair and ordered them to carry it to a safe place.

Mao: There are too many people at the bottom of the mountain, and they all come up the mountain. Those who have never seen the monster all want to ask the Ye family to explain it. Those who ran to the Ye family and saw the monster ran down the mountain desperately. There are people coming and going, chaotic It became a pot of porridge.

Chairman Mao: Let me tell you, we are the most pitiful ones. We did not create monsters, and we have nothing to do with annoying things. Qingcheng Mountain is not only your home, but also our home. .Something happened, but we were the first to lose our home. We were caught off guard by the fire last night, and now we are all running to the top of the mountain.You can't go down the mountain, and there is no place on the mountain that is safe!Only the Mother Temple is left, and human beings dare not go crazy there...

Ye Zhaoling patted its head.

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Taking a shortcut all the way to Ye's house, Ye Zhaoling was almost exhausted.

However, the crowded Ye family has become the world of evil corpses.

Ye Zhaoling took off his belt and tied his hands tightly to the handle of the knife, and raised his hand to cut off the head of an evil corpse.

After cleaning up the evil corpses in the front yard of the Ye family, he turned his head and saw an evil corpse lying on the roof of the greenhouse, worshiping the moon. The crescent moon in the early morning was hanging on the treetops. The evil corpse had obviously seen Ye Zhaoling cut She moved like a melon, saw her, fell off the roof with a thud, and howled desperately.

"Don't come here! Don't come here! If you kill me! Our ancestors of the Lu family will not let you go!"

Ye Zhaoling was very curious and asked it who the ancestor of the Lu family was.

The evil corpse's eyes almost popped out: "Are you a bumpkin from the countryside? The ancestors of the Lu family don't even know who it is?"

Ye Zhaoling walked over, raised a knife in his hand, and cut off one of his ears. The evil corpse howled and said, "The ancestor of the Lu family is the ancestor of the Lu family! He is the famous Lu Wuming!"

Ye Zhaoling groaned, turned his head and saw a child standing under the eaves looking at him, it was the child who gave Ye Zhaoling the box that night, the one who claimed to be the God of the Night, who never appeared sooner or later, it seems that he I hope she let this evil corpse live.

Ye Zhaoling saw that he was still holding a silly spore with a broken leg in his arms, and the two chatted and walked to the top of the mountain.

Unexpectedly, this night wandering god is also a model worker. He not only works part-time as a courier delivery at night, but also works part-time as a mountain god during the day.

Although he is indeed a mountain god, he is a mountain god from another mountain.

This Qingcheng Mountain will not have a mountain god for 500 years. He just came to help take care of it when he was idle, but he can't stop things from rising and falling. This is the law of nature.

"The egg lays the chicken, the chicken lays the egg, each of which has its own law, and no one can break this law."

With his hands in his hands, the little boy glanced at a black foot protruding from Ye Zhaoling's pocket, and smiled mysteriously.

He touched behind a big rock a few steps away, fiddled with it for a while, then ran to Ye Zhaoling, waved the yellow silk cloth in his hand to her, and asked her how to write the Qingcheng Mountain Chronicle.

Ye Zhaoling pondered for a while.

A white sedan chair was carried up to the top of the mountain, and Ye Zhaoling hurried over to help Tang Boyu out.

The sedan chair seemed to be in a panic, and after Tang Boyu was helped out, he sprayed blood on Ye Zhaoling's hand while lying on Ye Zhaoling's arm.

Ye Zhaoling was so frightened that he carefully helped him to the side and sat down.

In his state, it was obvious that he couldn't stand the torment, so Ye Zhaoling took Tang Boyu's blood, took the silk cloth from the mountain god's hand, and wrote a few lines, and then handed it to the mountain god.

The mountain god looked at it for a while and smiled with satisfaction, and said that he could send her and the two of them out of the small pot, but there was another request, asking Ye Zhaoling to help take away the spirits of Qingcheng Mountain and release them to a safe place.

The mountain god tossed a bag of fertilizer into the air, murmured a few strange words, and handed the bag of fertilizer to Ye Zhaoling carefully.

If the bag was more serious, Ye Zhaoling might think this is a very interesting job.

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"At that time, there was a demon in Qingcheng Mountain, Huang Sanmao, who confuses the people with the left way. When he realized it, he often falsely accused Mrs. Ye in the hope of slowing down his death... Bo Yu verified the reason and killed him quickly, and people's hearts will be at ease."

Watching the two disappear on the top of the mountain, the mountain god added a few words on the silk cloth.

"On the tenth day, a fire erupted in Mount Qingcheng, and it stopped at three o'clock in the afternoon."

Tianhuo left, Fanhuo was no longer suppressed, the fire soared into the sky, and white smoke filled the air.

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【end:
Sitting in his yard, he tapped three earthen pots at his feet one by one with a bong.

"Did you see it? Dawuzi, Erjizi, Xiaoxinzi... We finally saw this day."

Looking at the huge flames in Qingcheng Mountain, the sophora flowers all over the sky are like a curtain call performance, and the sweet scent of osmanthus flowers is blown in the wind, Mr. Huang smiled.

Hummed a strange song.

"Weird, weirder.

The evil way molds a golden body, kills women and refines corpses.

The son eats the living blood, and the father eats the soup from the daughter.

People envy gold and silver nests, but they don't know how to eat fish.

True immortals live at the bottom of the river, and the karma burns on the volcano.

There are grotesques every year, especially this year.

I think it's crazy. "]

(End of this chapter)