I make a thriller, it's God chasing and feeding

Chapter 216 [Broken, but not completely broken]

For ghosts, the general image that the public thinks of is pale skin and limbs that are twisted according to the way they lived and died.

The prototype of Liang Meijuan that Lu Zhengyi had seen was indeed like the common impression, with a pale complexion and a face that was beyond recognition after jumping from a building during her lifetime.

But the kimono woman in front of me was different.

She is also very white, but not pale, more gray.

Kind of like... losing color.

It's like a character painting, simply sketched with black pencil without coloring.

Although compared to Liang Meijuan, who fell beyond recognition, the death of this kimono-clad woman may have been more peaceful. She still retained her human form and her beauty during her lifetime.

She has long black hair reaching her waist, an extremely petite figure under a white kimono, and her delicate features are like a finely carved doll.

But after they lost their color, they became even less personal than Liang Meijuan.

Especially those eyes, which were pitch black and devoid of any emotion that a human being should have.

The whole ghost stood there, with a sense of déjà vu that was incompatible with the world.

"Ayong, turn off the power switch."

When the kimono woman appeared in front of him, Lu Zhengyi quickly called to A Yong who was looking alert and pulled the switch.

A thin layer of frost covered the floor, centering on the kimonoed woman, and extending in all directions.

Wherever it went, objects made of wood, plastic, or iron were frozen one after another.

If those electrical appliances were suddenly frozen and burned, they would inevitably have to buy new ones, which would be quite troublesome.

He didn't consider this before.

"Meow!"

Although A Yong was afraid of this kimono woman, with Lu Zhengyi beside him, his mentality was still stable.

After hearing this, he jumped from the sofa to the floor without hesitation, and then...

With a bang, he fell to the ground and fell.

The whole cat was like a mop, sliding far away, with a bit of confusion in its eyes.

This way, Lu Zhengyi couldn't help but think of the indoor skating rink episode in Tom and Jerry.

But soon, his thoughts were interrupted.

In front of him, the woman in kimono who was originally standing motionless seemed to have begun to move because she had not been able to receive 'consecration' for a long time, and she slowly stepped towards her.

Even if it was just a friendly exchange not too long ago.

But she seemed to have forgotten the painful memories of being forced into the mask, and walked over expressionlessly.

She didn't walk very fast, she walked slowly, and she looked innocuous.

"Take away the yin energy from your body."

In fact, there is really no lethality.

Lu Zhengyi looked at the snow girl walking over step by step and made the request directly.

After several months of filming in the Republic of China, he no longer needed an interpreter in the Japanese language.

Then, Lu Zhengyi stretched out his broad palm and grabbed her.

This snow girl looks a bit like Asuka Saito, who is very famous in Japan today, with a pretty face the size of a palm.

However, Lu Zhengyi's palms were much larger than those of ordinary people.

With this comparison between the big one and the small one, his palm easily held her head completely in his hand, and then, the sound of "sizzling——" was like the sound of raw meat falling on the boiling oil pan from that little face. There was a sound, accompanied by rising black smoke and screams.

Just like Liang Meijuan, Lu Zhengyi just touched her, and the yang energy on her body exerted a strong restraint on her, like fire and magma constantly roasting the snow girl who could cause frost.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

The Yuki-onna, who was still expressionless and unconscious, kept twisting her body, trying to get away, but to no avail.

That big hand was like an iron rope, tightly holding both sides of her cheeks.

The burning pain on her face made the snow girl instinctively stretch out her palms, grasping the big hand that was stuck on her face, trying to break it open.

But as soon as her gray and colorless little hand touched Lu Zhengyi's palm, she suddenly retracted it as if being pricked by a needle.

Accompanied by the burning sound of "sizzling--", her two gray little hands finally gained color.

Blazing red sparks spread on the gray paper.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

The snow girl continued to scream, and the palm that had been retracted once again grasped Lu Zhengyi's big hand. Even if the billowing black smoke flew up from the palm of her hand, she still persisted, trying to break Lu Zhengyi's hand. The hand of justice.

"Take away the yin energy from your body."

Lu Zhengyi stared at her expressionlessly and repeated what he said before.

For such a resentful soul who has almost lost his mind, ordinary communication with Liang Meijuan will definitely not work.

He could only give orders and force her to accept them.

As for that, if this snow girl never understands people, Lu Zhengyi can only express regret.

There is only one choice between death and obedience.

In the distance, Ayong, who had turned off the power switch, was sitting on a high wooden cabinet, licking his paws and looking over here.

At this moment, he no longer had the fear he had before, and there was only compassion in those yellow cat eyes.

As time passed by, the snow girl's screams never stopped.

Fortunately, the sound insulation effect of this house is very good, otherwise, the neighbors would have called the police.

Now, the upper half of the snow girl's body has long lost its human appearance and turned into black smoke.

But even though it was black smoke, it was still held by Lu Zhengyi and kept moving.

And her lower body kept stamping her feet.

At the same time, an even colder yin energy surged from her body toward Lu Zhengyi, but it had no effect at all. It just made the temperature of the room much colder.

But Ayong's body started to tremble again.

This time it was not fear, but cold.

When gods fight, he suffers.

He also couldn't stand the yin energy of this centuries-old resentful soul.

The first floor of Lu Zhengyi's house was now like a palace carved from ice and snow in a fairy tale, covered with thick layers of ice.

From beginning to end, there was no emotion of pity or sympathy in his eyes.

Lu Zhengyi stood there motionless, like a statue. Except for the snow girl's answer, which could be used as a key, otherwise, the palm of his hand would be an iron lock.

"Bang bang bang!"

But at this moment, a dull slapping sound sounded in the house.

No, no, there's a key.

Lu Zhengyi's plain expression finally showed some emotion.

He turned his head helplessly and looked at the door.

If nothing else happens, Zhang Xueming should be back.

But now that the power is out and the doorbell has lost its function, she can only call A Yong inside to open the door by tapping on the door.

"Meow?"

Ayong jumped off the high wooden cabinet. This time, he adapted to the slippery ice surface and landed steadily.

But before he came to the door sealed by frost, he asked.

"Give me five minutes."

Lu Zhengyi sighed and once again turned his attention to the snow girl in front of him, "This is the last chance to put away the yin energy in you."

As he spoke, his eyes became fierce.

It used to be like roasting a frog on a low fire or boiling a frog in warm water, but now it can't wait any longer.

The next moment, the sparks that had only burned half of his body in half an hour suddenly turned into billowing fire, quickly eroding the gray paper.

Just like the executioner on the guillotine, he said, 'Before I chop, I will count down three seconds to give you some time to prepare mentally.' But as soon as he opened his mouth, he said 'one', and in an instant, a cold light flashed on the ghost-headed knife, The head was separated and blood splattered on the spot.

Fortunately, although Lu Zhengyi is an executioner, this snow girl is not an ordinary person.

The moment the fire started, the temperature in the room rose sharply. One second it was freezing cold in Antarctica, and the next second people had reached the equator.Ayong, who was originally standing on the ice, quickly jumped onto the high cabinet before the ice melted.

The knife cut down, but not completely, only half of it.

On the snow girl's body covered with black smoke, only a pair of bare feet were left.

Then, Lu Zhengyi let go of his hand.

When he let go, the snow girl in front of him regained a human form and was no longer black smoke.

But that way, it was much lighter than before, more like a ghost, a bit ethereal.

It was cut in half and the head hadn't hit the ground yet, so I connected it.

At this moment, the snow girl stood in front of Lu Zhengyi. Although her face was still expressionless, she was honest and well-behaved. She was no longer as before. She was like a pure killing machine, running rampant.

"Okay, a little bit more humane, but not much."

Lu Zhengyi nodded with satisfaction.

The snow girl didn't even have the emotion of fear before.

There's a little bit of fear now, which is a good thing.

"Bang bang bang!"

But then, Lu Zhengyi's movements were interrupted by a knock on the door.

"Go back quickly."

Lu Zhengyi hurriedly picked up the mask and motioned to the snow girl.

But they still stood there motionless.

"have to."

Lu Zhengyi didn't force her too much, he just grabbed Xue Nu's arm and stuffed it into the mask.

"Ahhhh!"

Along with a miserable howl, the snow girl was once again withdrawn into the mask.

It's just that compared to before, this Nuo surface no longer exudes a chill that makes people difficult to approach.

"I'm coming!"

Throwing the Nuo noodles on the table, Lu Zhengyi stepped on the floor that had lost the support of Yin Qi and gradually turned into water dripping, and walked towards the door.

"Surprised or not!"

Lu Zhengyi opened the door and put a smile on his face.

Outside the door, Zhang Xueming, who had been locked in the door for a while after working overtime all night, looked at her husband who was supposed to visit an old friend. She was stunned for a moment, and then she frowned, "What were you doing in the house just now?" What? The power was cut off, and I didn’t even reply when I called you.”

As she spoke, she looked into the room.

"It's nothing. I thought I would come back early to give you a surprise."

Lu Zhengyi replied with a smile.

But then, Zhang Xueming suddenly bypassed him and entered the house wearing white high heels.

"Whoa, whoa."

Immediately afterwards, the sound of gurgling water could be clearly heard.

"Is this nothing?"

Zhang Xueming paddled with her heels and the water had begun to overflow outside the door. She looked up at him, "What's going on with this corridor that looks like a small pool? Wait, it seems like it's not just the corridor, it's this wall, this ceiling." , that living room..."

She looked down the corridor towards the home where the lights were not turned on.

From time to time, some water droplets fell from the ceiling, dripping on her hair and body.

"Ok."

Lu Zhengyi looked at her helplessly, "I collected something, but there was a small accident while handling it."

"thing?"

Zhang Xueming looked at him doubtfully, and then she realized something, "I understand, is that dangerous?"

She glanced at the room again. This was the first time since she met Lu Zhengyi that she had seen him in such a mess.

Maybe things are difficult to deal with this time?

Thinking of this, Zhang Xueming unconsciously shifted her gaze to Lu Zhengyi, then looked at him up and down in the moonlight.

Fortunately, apart from being wet by water, there were no signs of injury on his body.

"not dangerous."

Lu Zhengyi shook his head, "It's not dangerous in my hands. I will always keep it with me."

But when he spoke, his voice sounded a little embarrassed.

After all, this home no longer belongs to him alone, it belongs to both of them.

The results of it?The first floor looked as if it had been flooded. I don’t know how many items inside were unusable and had to be replaced.

But Zhang Xueming just looked at him, nodded for a while, and said:
"Row."

"With things like this at home, well, I can only stay at a nearby hotel for one night tonight."

"Tomorrow I'll ask a cleaning lady to come over and take care of it. I'll also ask an electrician to come over and check if the circuit is burned out."

Her tone was casual.

"You...are you not angry?"

Lu Zhengyi looked at her hesitantly.

"There's no way around it, after all, it's those things."

Zhang Xueming looked at him helplessly, "Or do you have a way to handle the matter without affecting the environment?"

"It's not impossible, but we have to deal with her directly."

Lu Zhengyi groped his chin, "But recently there has been a trend to develop outside. I thought that with such a player in the crew, the results would be better and more suitable for foreign audiences, so I would rather keep it." she."

"That's it."

Zhang Xueming replied, "But was it so troublesome to persuade Teacher Liang to help you film the movie?"

She asked, opening her arms towards Lu Zhengyi, "Although I have to stay in a hotel, I still have to bring a change of clothes."

Zhang Xueming stepped on the soles of her feet again, and the water had already begun to seep into the shoes.

"Teacher Liang is different. Teacher Liang is more...easy to talk to." Lu Zhengyi walked over clearly, picked her up by the waist, and walked towards the room. "There is an old saying in the Tang Dynasty, which is that those who know the current affairs are heroes. Teacher Liang knows the current affairs very well." , the new one is different."

"It sounds like Teacher Liang is smart."

Zhang Xueming added, "I could tell at a glance that you were not simple, so I immediately gave in."

"You can't say that. This is... no sense of self."

Lu Zhengyi explained.

But in fact, there was one thing he didn't say. This Nuo noodles could be left outside to be processed before being taken home, but he forgot.

But Zhang Xueming's mood is so peaceful now, there is no need for him to destroy it.

When the two of them passed by a high wooden cabinet, Ayong, who had been standing on it, jumped up at the right time and landed on his shoulders.

Zhang Xueming retracted the arm around Lu Zhengyi's neck to give A Yong more room to stand.

"Speaking of which, I haven't seen Ayong take a bath since we got married."

She suddenly said, "Has he always washed himself?"

A Yong, who originally disliked the water on the ground and was unwilling to go to the ground, froze when he heard this.

"I don't know."

Lu Zhengyi shook his head and walked along the stairs to the second floor with his arms in his arms. He turned his head and looked at A Yong who was right in front of him. "But he looks very clean and smells nothing, so I just Didn't ask him."

"That's just right, it's all wet now anyway."

Zhang Xueming looked at him and said, "Let's help A Yong take a bath later."

"Meow!"

As soon as he said this, Ayong ran directly along the stair railing towards the second floor. He didn't know which room he got into, and disappeared in an instant.

(End of this chapter)