a zombie haunts me

Chapter 212
As if I had finally made up my mind, I pretended to be nonchalant and asked Ah Lang very calmly.

But I don't know if he noticed it or not, I just felt the surprise flashing across his face.

After a while, he whispered to me: "This pair of Nether Mandarin Duck Rings originally belonged to us, but we didn't have time to wear them many years ago."

Is it true that this pair of rings has belonged to both of us since more than 1000 years ago?

My heart is a little confused, since the ring belongs to us, why is there an identical ring on Song Lang's hand?
When I came back from the church, I seemed to be very preoccupied. I wanted to tell Ah Lang many things, but when I opened my mouth, I found that my throat was as dry as if I had swallowed sand.

The atmosphere in the car was always weird, I didn't ask any questions, and he didn't answer anything.

The two of us just sat there peacefully, as if nothing had happened.

The church, the real Song Lang, the Nether Mandarin Duck Ring...

Everything seemed to be challenging the limits of what I could bear, and I found that I couldn't hold it anymore.

I finally understood why Wu Chuan said that I would find him one day. I thought, when I really want to solve a problem that cannot be solved, maybe I will find him.

No wonder I feel that the black invitation card seems to have some kind of magic power, just seeing it makes my heart move.

If it hadn't been snatched by Ah Lang at that time, I really didn't dare to say whether I would use it.

This is probably why that kind of black invitation gradually spread among the crowd...

What is even more unbelievable is that even if someone saw those black invitations, no one spoke out. On the one hand, they were afraid that their wishes would be discovered by others. treaty.

So, at that time, the front desk staff of the Song Group had seen the invitation card and even opened it, but they just couldn't remember what was written in the invitation card.

On the way back, I received a call from my grandma, asking us to go to the Song family's ancestral grave immediately, saying that we need to greet the elders of the Song family before we get married.

A Lang and I didn't think much about it, and quickly followed.

The Song family's ancestral grave is almost the same as before. I remember that the last time I went to the underworld, I got offended by Yin soldiers, so this cave almost collapsed.

It seems that someone has deliberately repaired it, I was just guessing, but I met A Lang's shallow eyes, and I knew it in my heart.

"Alang..."

I stepped forward and held his hand tightly, not because I was afraid, but because we could take care of each other, especially since I was pregnant with a child.

"Be careful."

Ah Lang held me tightly, and I realized that there was a stone under my feet. It was strange, since this place has been renovated, how could there be a stone?
Was it not cleaned up?

As I was thinking about it, I found that there was a faint light not far ahead, probably because grandma had already lit the joss sticks.

I didn't think too much, and walked forward with A Lang.

A Lang's palm was still cold, but when I held him, I felt a little different.

His hands seem to be much plumper than usual, and I remember that his hands should be very hard to hold.

Suddenly, I heard a voice in front of me: "The candles are already lit, come here quickly."

That voice is... Ah Lang!
How can it be?

I suddenly raised my eyes and met A Lang's face, but he suddenly smiled at me, and then the smiling face slowly became blurred in front of me, and when it became clear again, it had become another person... …

I seem to have seen that face somewhere, by the way, it is the Song Lang I just met in the church, the real Song Lang!
He held my hand tightly and clasped my fingers tightly. I could feel that the Nether Mandarin Duck Ring in his hand was resonating with my ring.

This... how is this possible?

Many strange thoughts popped up in my mind suddenly, but the coldness all over my body seemed to be pushed into the refrigerator by someone.

I wanted to yell, but the sound was stuck in my throat, and I couldn't make it out.

Cold sweat trickled down the hairline, across my temples, and seeped into my clothes, raising not only a layer of goosebumps, but also endless panic in my heart.

I called out to Ah Lang in my heart, but I didn't know if he could hear it, but I just felt that the air around me seemed to be frozen, making it impossible for me to breathe.

"Aren't you always curious about me? Don't you want to know why I was replaced by a zombie?"

Song Lang's voice came faintly, carrying the breath of death. It seemed that he was really dead, but he was unwilling, so his soul still existed in this world.

I didn't answer, but just looked at him with wide eyes. I don't know why, although he and A Lang are two people, but his attitude towards me seems to be that of a friend I have known for a long time.

"I believe, you already know about Soul Bank."

He asked me softly, and I nodded subconsciously.

Later, he continued to say to me: "If I hadn't been greedy at the time, things wouldn't have evolved to what they are today."

He sighed, as if very annoyed, very regretful.

"At that time, I accidentally received a black invitation card, which said that any wish of mine could be fulfilled. At that time, the company's business was in a bottleneck period. I wanted the company to get out of the predicament quickly. Unexpectedly, the invitation card was actually true. Take me to the Soul Bank."

When he said this, there was a look of horror on his face, as if he still had a deep fear of that place.

"You have been to the Soul Bank, what is it like there?"

I asked in a low voice, but he shook his head and said to me: "I can't describe it to you. That place seems to have some kind of magic power. When you want to describe its appearance or reveal its secrets, just Will suddenly gaffe, unable to speak."

I seem to understand that it is because of this magic power that the front desk staff has no way to say what is on the invitation.

If Song Lang had been to the Soul Bank, then his soul might have been sold to the Soul Inn, but why did he appear here?
The doubts in my heart are getting bigger and bigger, like a snowball, as if it is about to swallow me whole.

"If I hadn't already died, I don't think I would be able to tell you what happened to me before I died."

He paused, then continued: "The first time I went there, the boss said that as long as I win the bet with him, he will be able to help me through the bottleneck period."

"So you're moved?"

I stared into Song Lang's eyes, the fear in his eyes became more and more intense, he nodded slightly, and he went on to say: "After returning from Soul Bank, the company's business has been getting better and better, which is unbelievably good, but the problem It’s also coming, because the company has become hot almost overnight, so it will inevitably arouse the jealousy of the peers.”

"So, they set up a business trap, and you were in the middle of it. In desperation, you had no choice but to go to the Soul Bank for help?"

I seemed to have guessed what happened to him, so I summed up what he wanted to say in a few words.

He frowned slightly, and then said to me: "That's true, but this time, it's not as simple as a gamble..."

"He asked for your identity?"

Wu Chuan seemed to appear in my mind, his confident smile seemed to have exposed the darkness in his heart.

"No, he gave me a large sum of money and asked me to sign a contract to return it on time. If it is overdue, the bank will take away my most valuable things."

Until now, Song Lang still felt a little scared, and even his voice trembled slightly.

"In other words, you use your most valuable thing as collateral to borrow money from the bank... This seems reasonable, but why didn't you tell you clearly what your most valuable thing is?"

I touched my chin in doubt, thinking of Wu Chuan's unfathomable.

"That's right, that's exactly the problem. I thought that my most valuable thing was my company. Unexpectedly, what he wanted was my identity!"

At that moment, I saw that the fear on Song Lang's face was slowly expanding, as if stimulated by something, panic, hesitation, entanglement... gathered together.

"And then, where did you go, and why did you appear in the church?"

My eyes were fixed on Song Lang. Even though his personality was completely different from Ah Lang, there were indeed some similarities between his eyebrows and eyes.

"Of course, I didn't repay the huge sum of money on time. One day, I died inexplicably in my dream..."

His words made me tremble all over, died in a dream?
Didn't he die in a car accident? Why is the version he said different from the well-known version? Doesn't he even know how he died?
Seeing the suspicious expression on my face, he quickly explained: "It's true. I was just sleeping at home. I dreamed that I was driving out in a car. The brakes suddenly failed. I crashed into another car. Then, Then I came to a very strange old house. There were two big white lanterns hanging on the door of the old house. The lanterns were on, but the wick could not be seen. With the dim light, I went to the plaque on the old house..."

"Soul Inn!"

Before he finished speaking, I already knew the answer.

Song Lang seemed surprised, but nodded heavily: "That's right, it's the Soul Inn. Then, an inexplicable force pulled me inside, but at this moment, the cross on my chest saved me."

cross……

My mind suddenly went blank, as if I had seen it somewhere, the cross in the church, I seemed to feel inexplicably fearful and repelled when I saw it.

By the way, I remembered, at that time, what Bai Chenxu wanted to give me was the cross, but A Lang snatched it before it was handed over to me.

At that time, the reason why I felt that I didn't see it clearly was because the Nineteenth Lord was a Taoist priest, how could he use the cross as a talisman for me?
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and I heard Ah Lang's voice: "Where are you?"

(End of this chapter)