On the day I left school, I knocked all the relatives in the hospital to death

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Lingchuan glared at me fiercely.

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

I didn't say anything anymore. After all, Zhang Lingchuan was more familiar with Thousand Machines Sect than any of us.

If one of the three people really has a problem, I'm afraid things are worse than we imagined.

But the bloody words on the note and the shrill cry for help have been lingering in my mind.

Kong Sanniang leaned over and saw the note, and immediately said: "Is there a scam here?"

"What I'm saying is, if the thing in the side hall is related to Ghost Face, and it deliberately throws this note out to arouse our suspicion of the three masters, isn't this a counter-intentional plan?"

Yan Shifang frowned and nodded.

"It's not impossible."

"That Ghostface Rakshasa is extremely cunning. If they deliberately bluff like this and put on a show, it will indeed make us suspicious of each other, and in the end we might end up killing each other."

Zhang Lingchuan sat on the chair, his eyes fell on the bloody handwriting, and he spoke slowly after a long time.

"Have you heard the rumors about my life experience?"

I don't know why Zhang Lingchuan suddenly asked this question.

But I heard Kong Sanniang rush to answer: "I know, there is a rumor in the world that you Zhang Lingchuan is the illegitimate son of the special investigation bureau chief!"

Let me go, so exciting?

"Boss, is this true?"

No wonder Zhang Lingchuan has so many privileges in the Special Investigation Bureau.

The next second, Zhang Lingchuan gave us a hard look: "Fake!"

"God's fucking bastard."

"I found that you guys in the world like to gossip when you have enough to eat every day and have nothing to do."

Kong Sanniang mockingly made an apologetic gesture.

After Zhang Lingchuan sighed, he continued: "Actually, everyone's rumor is indeed not without basis."

"Back then, my parents were both high-level officials of the Special Investigation Bureau."

Hearing this, my eyes widened in surprise again.

Even if Zhang Lingchuan is not an illegitimate son, he can still be regarded as a second-generation official!

However, his next words made my jaw drop even more.

"Although I am not an illegitimate child, I am a corpse child."

Zhang Lingchuan's father took over the task of the Special Investigation Bureau and went to find the Immortal Heart.

The result was that he was gone forever and has not been heard from since.

Zhang Lingchuan's mother was a Miao voodoo girl. She sensed that her husband was in trouble, and despite being pregnant with Liujia, she went to find her husband without telling the Special Investigation Bureau.

Unexpectedly, he was killed on the way.

Having said this, Zhang Lingchuan subconsciously clenched his fists tightly and slowly closed his eyes.

"When my mother was found, her hands and feet were all severed, her eyes were gouged, and blood flowed all over the floor. The smell of blood could be smelled from dozens of meters away. At that time, everyone in the Special Investigation Bureau thought that the child in my mother's belly was I can’t keep it either.”

"The people from the Special Investigation Bureau took my mother's body back for burial. Unexpectedly, on the first seven days of her life, I ripped open my mother's belly..."

Zhang Lingchuan smiled bitterly: "They all call me a corpse giving birth to a child? Or a coffin giving birth to a child? Anyway, since I was born, there have been two opinions in the Special Investigation Bureau regarding my stay."

I heard silence.

The two opinions are nothing more than to go or to stay.

The birth of a child by a dead person is, ultimately, unknown.

Especially since Zhang Lingchuan's mother was a voodoo girl during her lifetime and died so miserably, if her resentment was given to her child, the child would be a monster.

Zhao Yuanyuan also gave birth to a child after her death.

She and her ghost child have become Zimusha together.

"After I was born, many strange incidents did occur in those years. Some people in the Special Bureau thought that those disasters were caused by my birth, so they held a vote and finally decided to send me away by one vote. Go see the Lord of Hell."

I was so frightened that I couldn't help but scream.

"How could those people do this!"

"If a monster was born, it is understandable that they eliminated it out of insurance. But at that time, you were a baby of flesh and blood, how dare they!"

At this time, Yan Shifang, who had been silent for a long time, spoke lightly.

"It is human nature to bully the weak and fear the strong."

"Killing a helpless baby can prevent future troubles. I think most people will choose this."

I was a little angry.

At this time, Zhang Lingchuan opened his mouth to talk about his origins with Qianjimen.

"In the end, my survival depends entirely on Qianjimen!"

"Actually, there were four people in Qian Ji Sect at the beginning. In addition to these three masters, there was also a genius who forged artifacts, and that was my father."

"My father's whereabouts were unknown, so my masters took action and forcibly took me away from the Special Investigation Bureau. So as long as I can remember, I grew up in Qianjimen."

Hearing this, I understand.

In Zhang Lingchuan's heart, he has long regarded the seniors of Qianji Sect as his relatives.

"The first master taught me the principles of life, the second master taught me the secrets of practicing martial arts, and the third master made me laugh and comforted me when I was sad..."

As he spoke, he closed his eyes in pain: "If there is really a problem with any of them, I really can't imagine that I will do anything outrageous."

I sighed, walked up and patted Zhang Lingchuan on the shoulder.

"Boss, I'm your buddy anyway. Whatever you ask me to do, I'll do it."

"Even if you are wrong, I will follow you forward."

Zhang Lingchuan stretched out his hand and rubbed his mountain roots: "You guys go to sleep first. I will find another opportunity to sneak into the side hall tonight to see if there is anything suspicious inside."

I knew Zhang Lingchuan was in a bad mood at the moment, so I nodded.

After returning to my room, my mind was terribly confused.

What is that eyeball in the side hall, and what does it want to do?

Zhang Lingchuan stole something from Qianjimen, what did he want to do?

I am in the middle of a chessboard, surrounded by fog.

One wrong step and there could be an abyss ahead.

But I didn’t have a choice, and I didn’t know how to choose.

After turning over again, I knew that tonight was destined to be a sleepless night.

In desperation, I sighed softly.

It's very quiet late at night in the mountains.

It was so quiet that I suddenly heard a faint sigh coming from the bedside.

For just a moment, my hair stood on end.

I slowly twisted my stiff neck and looked in the direction behind me.

A tall man was standing in front of my bed with his head lowered!

The dark room was lit only by a sliver of moonlight coming from the window.

The man in front of me is like a ghost.

I forced myself to steady myself and asked him, "Who are you?"

He slowly raised his head, but there was a Rakshasa mask on his face.

The man pinched his throat and said to me in an operatic tone, "How about I kill you?"

The black gold dagger is under my pillow.

I slowly pulled it out: "Not good."

The dagger struck quickly, and in just a moment, his mask suddenly peeled off from his face.

After seeing this man's face, I exclaimed: "It's really you!"