Horror Web

v3 Chapter 120: Xi'an

At the beginning, Zou Mengxuan fell for the first time in the mission world, but he left behind a clone. This clone also found Zhao Zhu, and hoped to pay a certain price to exchange this zombie in accordance with the previously agreed agreement. After that, some things happened. This avatar lived with Zhao Zhu, Xiong Zhiqi, Zhu Jianping and the three of them for a while, and, most importantly, it also participated in this Xu Fu cemetery exploration together by Zhao Zhu and the three brothers.

However, I really didn't expect that the clone, that thing, would have been sleeping here for many years. The original exploration was almost equivalent to returning to my hometown to see it, but I didn't know it at the beginning How it ran out of it and then turned into Zou Mengxuan's avatar, and it was really like a normal person. It was like playing Zhao Zhu's three brothers around, like acting.

Zhao Zhu looked at it, and it looked at Zhao Zhu. Although it had no eyes, it still had the feeling of looking at people.

"Why are you here, what is your relationship with Xu Fu?"

Zhao Zhu walked forward while talking, stretched out his hand, and put his palm on the other's forehead. As Haruko touched her face a few times, she suddenly felt sick in her heart, and then "snapped" her mouth on the other's face.

The guy was a little stunned and shivered with fright, but he still didn't dare to move.

Zhao Zhu took a deep breath and discarded all the other thoughts in his mind. Zhao Zhu's spiritual power began to penetrate into the depths of the opponent's soul.

Then, Zhao Zhu took a step back, because he was stunned to find that this thing was in his mind. It was completely blank!

Yes, blank, completely blank. It was a mess.

It seems to be carefully cleaned every once in a while.

Really a living treasure.

Zhao Zhu patted the guy on the head, the guy was a little flattered. As if knowing that he would not be killed, he let out a heavy sigh.

However, the next moment, Zhao Zhu rushed to the harmless face of humans and animals, and there was a stern look. He came to solve the confusion, not to find pets.

"Tracing the source!"

A sound of Sanskrit sounded from Zhao Zhu's side, and immediately. One after another Buddha light flickered out and directly merged into the faceless human body.

"Get me out!"

Zhao Zhu let out a roar, and then, in front of the faceless man, some phantoms began to appear, and then the phantoms began to become clearer and clearer, and the number began to become single.

Finally, when Zhao Zhu began to feel that tracing back to the source was a little over, that figure finally became completely clear. Only, this is a back view.

"Turn me back!"

When the back turned around, Zhao Zhu's whole body felt as if he had been electrocuted. The body began to tremble, blood flowed from the eye sockets, and the whole person fell to the ground.

The faceless man's body also began to twitch, lying on the ground, dying.

Zhao Zhu's **** eyes were full of doubts, because just now, when the phantom turned around, he saw a person. That person looks like him. Exactly the same.

Why, will it become like this?

lie on the floor. Breathing heavily, Zhao Zhu struggled to recover from his previous state. Does this faceless person have anything to do with him?

The faceless man also began to wailing slowly. Obviously, Zhao Zhu had been tortured by the rough way before, but it seemed to continue to observe Zhao Zhu.

Zhao Zhu stretched out his hand, wiped his face, and wiped off the blood stains on his face, but the doubts in his heart were not reduced by half. The instinctive first reaction was that he had been deceived again. So the question is really a bit too bizarre.

In fact, the method to test whether you have been deceived or not deceived is also very simple, that is. . . kill it!

Zhao Zhu stood up, a ball of spiritual fire condensed in his palm, the murderous aura was already apparent, and the murderous intention was already too obvious.

The faceless man kept kowtowing and bowing, but Zhao Zhu's spirit fire continued to force him up, not slow, but with a firmness.

In fact, killing it or not depends only on Zhao Zhu's mood, and this guy deceived himself the first time, so there may be a second time.

The spirit fire covered the faceless man's body, and the faceless man's body began to burn. It was extremely painful. When it was burning, its skin actually showed a blue-purple color, which looked very hideous. Gradually, the faceless man completely disappeared. The ground was incinerated into a human skin.

Zhao Zhu has a very speechless feeling. He came here and tossed for a long time before he got a human skin?

Picking up the human skin on the ground, it also has a special activity and touch, as if it is no different from the fresh and live human skin.

Zhao Zhu put away the human skin and looked at the coffin again. With a wave of his hand, the lid of the coffin was covered again, and the seams were tightly closed, as if it had never been opened.

Shaking his head, Zhao Zhu left Xu Fu's cemetery with a lot of disappointment.

When he came to the top, he was blown by the rough and chilling wind for a while, Zhao Zhu lit a cigarette, and the whole thing was too boring.

In the evening, Zhao Zhu returned to the airport and began to prepare to board the plane back to Shenzhen. After all, the matter over there was not over yet, so he and Yuxin had to continue pretending to be a couple to adjust the progress bar. While trying to pull the progress bar faster, I don't feel any trouble.

The plane was not delayed. After boarding, Zhao Zhu crossed his legs and began to lie on the seat and close his eyes.

About an hour later, a graceful stewardess came over and gently pushed Zhao Zhu.

"Put a blanket over you and be careful of catching a cold."

Zhao Zhu didn't wake up, and it seemed that he didn't plan to do anything outside this time. His mentality had completely reduced to an old monster. Zhao Zhu was really a little afraid of when he would become completely empty and his mind was cold. Bored.

However, when it comes to living, it seems that I don’t seem to be living now. Sometimes Zhao Zhu also thinks, if he is a person like Bowen, it would be great, and he doesn’t want anything, his only goal is to become stronger and stronger. Stronger and stronger, doing one thing without distractions is also very straightforward. Wherever he looks like himself, he has a completely negative attitude. If it is not for many things around him that are forcing him, he is too lazy to even move. Move, or maybe, I am not the kind of person with a strong heart. I was originally a second-generation son who lived a life of mixed food and drink, but he was driven by the ducks and forced to run forward, too tired. .

Just when Zhao Zhu's thoughts were scattered, a middle-aged man in white walked to Zhao Zhu's side. Suddenly, the plane trembled, and the man directly took advantage of the situation and sat down in the vacant seat beside Zhao Zhu.

"Hello." The man said to Zhao Zhu in Chinese. He was a foreigner, with a national face, and he seemed to have an elegant atmosphere. He should be engaged in a job like a teacher.

Zhao Zhu originally wanted to continue pretending to be asleep. He really didn't want to have any connection with the ordinary people around him. It was unnecessary and didn't mean it. However, after a while, Zhao Zhu suddenly opened his eyes and stared at the guy beside him.

This guy was directly frightened by Zhao Zhu's eyes. How easy is Zhao Dashao's aura now? He was so frightened that he sat on the ground. Immediately, a flight attendant stepped forward to ask, but he was apologetically rejected by the man. He said that he accidentally slipped, and then the man sat down beside Zhao Zhu again.

"Hello."

This is the second time this man has greeted Zhao Zhu.

Zhao Zhu carefully began to examine the western man, and determined that the other party did not have any special energy fluctuations. This middle-aged western man who looked a little shy and even had a faint elegant atmosphere, Is it actually Saint Xi'an who will lead and establish the entire Western circle system in the future?

But this one in front of me is really a bit too disfigured.

"Hello." Zhao Zhu finally replied.

"Haha." Xi'an smiled, then shook his head silently, "I'm sorry, I was too abrupt, but I smelled a scent from you, have you just landed?"

Xi'an looked at Zhao Zhu with bright eyes, obviously you, what he meant by going to the ground, meant robbing tombs.

Zhao Zhu smiled and said, "Guess what."

"I just want to know, have you got anything useful?" Xi'an seemed very interested. "I can take charge of the acquisition."

Zhao Zhu was taken aback for a while. At the beginning, Zhu Jianping had said that Saint Xi'an had been a teacher in his school, but Zhu Jianping probably did not expect that Saint Xi'an was actually a dealer of cultural relics in China from the beginning.

This discovery made Zhao Zhu a little interesting, but it was actually quite understandable. Heroes don’t ask where they came from, and because of real-world reasons, many people have to engage in some professions in order to survive or to survive better. There are good ones. There are bad ones, but the horror web article is a platform that allows everyone to release, all the disguise and restraint in private, in order to survive, re-create a self.

At this moment, Zhao Zhu suddenly looked at his hand~lightnovelpub.net~ as if he was hesitating, and Xi'an exclaimed in surprise:

"You, want to kill me? Why is that, just because I revealed your identity?"

But more than that, killing you seems to be able to solve a lot of troubles. At least the future eastern circle, even if it makes up for it, will no longer need to face such a terrible and powerful western circle.

in the end is,

kill,

still,

not kill it?

At this moment, the plane suddenly shook continuously, which was beyond the range of ordinary shaking, and the plane encountered a situation!

Xi'an actually took the initiative to grab Zhao Zhu's hand at this time:

"Save me, save me, I promise you anything you want me to do!" (To be continued.)