Mantra

Chapter 108 Five Finger Blood
Alone, at night, chasing a dead body... It feels absurd and pretentious to think about it.

But I am different. I am a "lonely hero" alone, not because I am not afraid, but because I feel that I have a responsibility and an obligation to let my squad leader rest in peace and let my old squad leader get rid of plots and tricks.

Moreover, the fact that my old squad leader cheated on the corpse also caused me to think about many problems.

Faintly, I already feel that behind these bizarre events, there is a black hand behind the scenes manipulating all of this.

Although I still don't know who the owner of that hand is, I know that around the death of my old squad leader and the last trace of the Zhao family's blood inheritance, too many people have already been "moved by the wind".

But what their purpose is, I am now baffled.

In the complicated form, Xian Hongye said that Duan Tianshi was hostile to me and almost killed me. Lei Ren also said that he wanted to see the ancestral kitchen knife left by my old squad leader.Zhao Shuihe said that when my old squad leader died, she had to face it with a smile...

Why!I don't know who to believe, because even my old squad leader told me when he was alive: "Buer! You come! Come and I will solve the white food Gu for you. If you solve the Gu, you can help me by the way." busy……"

What can I do for you? !At the funeral, he cheated on the corpse... Shall I collect his corpse? !How ironic!
In short, in this cloudy Zhao family building, I feel that there is no normal person!Also because of these abnormal human beings, I am almost driven crazy.

Of course, among all kinds of people, the "old lady" who counted the dough maker I met was the most abnormal.

She actually hooked away the powerful "corpse" of my old squad leader with "one sentence".The unique technique and ambiguous purpose made me wonder... Which temple is she the most powerful character?

But... I didn't have much time to think about these messy issues in detail, because when I rushed out of Zhao's gate building and followed the old lady's sharp laughter, I ran into an even more powerful "character" "!"
I bumped into a weirdo!

It's strange to say that after I chased out from Zhao's house, I couldn't see the body of my old squad leader, nor the old lady holding a white-faced doll with a sly smile on her face, but I could really hear the old squad leader's body. Mrs. unusually sharp and clear laughter.

It seems that the laughter is at the corner of the street in front of me, as long as I turn around, I can see that old thing.

But when I turned around the corner, I was in vain, and the laughter and the call of "son, son" always sounded from the alley in another direction.

At first, because I was flustered, I didn't feel too much abnormal.

... In a hurry, I carried the bench to protect me, followed the laughter, and chased through many stone alleys and corridors in Zhaojialou Village.

But chasing after chasing... I don't feel normal anymore.

I have seen the old lady who "hooked" the corpse of my squad leader twice. She is not in good health, so she shouldn't be able to run fast, but I am in my prime, so I should run faster than her.

But when he was running around, he could only hear his voice every time, but not see his person... What is the situation?

Because of the doubts that piled up in my heart, my pace gradually slowed down, and because of this doubt, the fear that I had just suppressed in my heart gradually surged up again.

Suddenly, I felt as if I had entered a "trap". The old lady was probably just a bait. If I followed the "dead laughter" and ran blindly, I was afraid I would fall into a trap already designed by others, and even die.

With peace of mind and fear, as soon as I had this thought, I suddenly felt that I should make a plan, at least contact my "backup team", two brothers Xian Hongye and Zhao Hong, and it would not be too late to make the next step.

But just when I stopped, took out my mobile phone, and was about to have a long-term discussion with them, a man rushed out from the corner of a stone alley diagonally behind me!
As night fell, I didn't have time to react, I yelled "No", and I bumped into this oncoming man at that time.

Because we were in too much haste, neither of us noticed each other. This bump was real, painful, and real.

After the sound of "touch", the man and I covered our chests at the same time and squatted down.

Suddenly, the scene was extremely chaotic.

Not to mention I was hit by a dog, and the phone fell out. It hit the blue brick wall in the alley, bounced back, and immediately disintegrated in front of me.

Looking at the fragments on the ground, I felt a sudden panic in my heart, and then I turned my head, enduring the pain and looking at this blind bastard!

I have all my thoughts after eating him!
At this time, after the man was knocked down by me, he immediately lay down on the ground and cried loudly. He covered his face with his hands and lowered his head. I couldn't see his appearance, but I felt that he was also hit. Not light.

Being bumped suddenly from the side, it was naturally indescribably uncomfortable, and I felt like a heavy boulder was being pressed between my chest and waist, and I couldn't even speak.

Because of this, I didn't scold him as soon as I came up.

After a long time, after I took a breath from the collision, I looked at this short-sighted man and scolded: "You! Is he (harmonious) blind?"

Facing my anger, the man still bowed his head, covering his face and crying, the crying was intermittent, more cautious than the old lady's smile, listening too much, it made my ears numb.

Such a big man just bumped into him... As for what?

Driven by curiosity, I couldn't help but calm down, and looked down at the guy covering his face.

In the twilight of the first night, I didn't take his clothes lightly, I only vaguely felt that he was wearing a gray coat.

The man was of medium build, neither fat nor thin. He covered his face and kept crying.

The way he covered his face and cried, immediately made me feel a little guilty.

The reason why I felt fear was because I clearly saw a lot of blood seeping out between the fingers of the man covering his face.

Looking at this man with five fingers full of blood, the anger in my heart was completely replaced by fear.

Did I hit it?Impossible, we bumped into chests, what does he mean by covering his face?Why are you still bleeding...

But I was on the safe side, so I tremblingly said, "You... who are you? What's wrong with your face?"

The man was still covering his face and crying, but he still answered me vaguely in a crying voice: "I...I am..."

While speaking, the man slowly raised his head, and his bloody hands covering his face loosened little by little...

Soon, I saw his face.

(End of this chapter)