Self-cultivation of loyal dogs

The male ghost seemed to have died in a fire, and his scarred face looked particularly distorted and ugly.The only remaining eye looked straight at Song Yanqing.

The fire he encountered must have been very serious. The lower half of his face was almost completely melted, and his lips were glued together, and he could no longer see his original appearance.

For ordinary Asians, he is too tall.

He is like a hill, covering all the lights.Song Yanqing was shrouded in his shadow, and the difference in height made him clearly realize how big the difference in strength between the two sides was.

The male ghost was wearing a dirty shirt, through the dust and blood stains on it, one could barely see that it used to be a white long-sleeved shirt.

He held a chainsaw in both hands. The chainsaw didn't work, but it still caused great psychological pressure.

At least it is breaking through Song Yanqing's psychological defense bit by bit.

The male ghost with a tragic death on the opposite side didn't move, just looked down at Song Yanqing fixedly, and under his gaze, slowly approached him.

He was wearing boots and his feet were unusually heavy.Song Yanqing looked into his emotionless eyes, feeling that death was approaching him little by little.

Song Yanqing protected Liu Shiyin and backed away, probably because she twisted her foot and it hurt so badly, Liu Shiyin let out a small sound of inhalation.

Song Yanqing's heart sank when he heard her voice.

Although the reaction was a bit slow, Liu Shiyin was not a fool.Song Yanqing's slightly trembling body and rapid breathing, undoubtedly did not tell Liu Shiyin that they were in trouble.

She quietly pushed Song Yanqing's chest, and patted the hand behind her lightly, with a sense of comfort.

Song Yanqing looked at the male ghost opposite with vigilance. After they killed Luo Qiuyi in the first world, the plot of Mo Nanchen's death was brought forward.The death of the protagonist will bring many uncertain factors. Liu Shiyin is the heroine of this world. If something happens to her, He Chuanhua's life will be lost.

Liu Shiyin is different from Luo Qiuyi. In the original text, she never wanted to hurt anyone, including He Chuanhua who had been trying to kill Hongji.

Her existence is not a threat to He Chuanhua.

Even without considering He Chuanhua's factors, as a healthy adult man, Song Yanqing couldn't leave a little girl behind and run away alone.What's more, Liu Shiyin sprained her ankle, so she couldn't live alone.

Song Yanqing recalled that stupid and honest Taoist priest, the moment the male ghost swung the chainsaw, he kicked hard in the stomach.

The kick he tried with all his strength didn't have any effect, and the chainsaw in the male ghost's hand slashed straight at Liu Shiyin.

Song Yanqing violently pushed Liu Shiyin aside, and when the chainsaw fell, he punched the male ghost in the eyes.

"Why are you standing still, why don't you go!" Song Yanqing took advantage of the gap and shouted to Liu Shiyin who was standing beside him, "You go first, I will follow soon."

Song Yanqing knew that his attack would have no effect on the male ghost, but he could at least delay it for some time.

Before he finished speaking, the male ghost grabbed his wrist.Song Yanqing's eyes froze, he twisted his body nimbly, turned around, raised his legs and hit the male ghost's waist heavily with his knees.

The male ghost's movements didn't stop at all. When Song Yanqing was about to retreat, he easily picked him up and threw him against the wall.

The back of Song Yanqing's head hit the wall, and he fell dizzy for a while.

Liu Shiyin's screams were heard not far away, and then he saw Liu Shiyin lift up a vase at the side, throw it over and hit the male ghost's arm.

The male ghost ignored Liu Shiyin, he leaned over and grabbed Song Yanqing by the neck, and lifted him up with one hand.

Song Yanqing was held high against the wall by him, her face flushed red from lack of oxygen.

Liu Shiyin brought out another vase from nowhere, lifted it up with great effort and threw it at the male ghost.

The male ghost ignored Liu Shiyin, he quietly looked at Song Yanqing who was constantly struggling until he completely lost the ability to resist.

Song Yanqing was pressed against her neck, and it became more and more difficult to breathe.He weakly grasped the male ghost's wrist, his nails piercing into the male ghost's rotting flesh.

Liu Shiyin was crying anxiously at the side, she wiped her tears and pulled down the decorative painting hanging on the wall in the corridor, ran over with a limp, and slapped the male ghost on the back.

"Let go of her, you pervert!" Liu Shiyin yelled, "Hongji Hongji! Help me, Hongji is afraid..."

Song Yanqing listened in a daze, inexplicably envious.At least she knew who to ask for shelter when she was scared.

Song Yanqing's consciousness became more and more fuzzy. He unconsciously scratched the male ghost's arm, asking for help from a dead person over and over again in his heart, even though he knew that the person was no longer there.

After Liu Shiyin smashed the hanging painting, she couldn't find anything else.She looked at Song Yanqing whose limbs were about to droop weakly, wiped the tears from her face, gritted her teeth and stamped her feet, and rushed over to bite the male ghost's wrist viciously.

Only then did the male ghost turn his eyes away from Song Yanqing, and after he glanced at Liu Shiyin, he lost interest completely.

He put the chainsaw on the ground, grabbed Liu Shiyin with his free hand, and threw her aside.

Liu Shiyin lay on the ground for a while, her eyes were red and swollen, and she called Hongji while picking up the chainsaw on the ground.

She has been crying for so long that she has lost her strength.She lugged a heavy chainsaw and couldn't swing it no matter how hard she tried.

Liu Shiyin looked at Song Yanqing. The latter's eyes had begun to lose focus, but the corners of his mouth were slowly raised to show her a gentle smile.

Liu Shiyin couldn't bear it anymore, she sat on the ground and cried helplessly.

The male ghost seemed to have finally had enough of her noisy voice, he clenched his fist and slammed Liu Shiyin's head hard.

At this moment, a pair of hands suddenly stretched out from the ground, those hands grabbed Liu Shiyin's arm, and directly dragged her down.

The male ghost swung his fist in the air, he glanced at the place where Liu Shiyin disappeared, and then turned his gaze back to Song Yanqing.

He looked at it for a long time, then suddenly reached out and grabbed Song Yanqing's collar, and then violently tore his shirt to pieces.

He carefully looked at Song Yanqing's naked upper body with his only remaining eye for a while, as if wanting to make sure of something, he raised his hand to tug on his short skirt.

Before the male ghost could move, the lights in the corridor suddenly twisted for a moment.

The sound of chanting incantations came faintly from the empty corridor, and as the walls on both sides began to fall off, the sound of incantations became more urgent and louder.

Gradually, the incantation also came to an end, followed by a shout full of anger: "I bow to the Supreme Lord, as urgent as a law!"

The sound of this incantation reached Song Yanqing's ears, as if Hong Zhong woke him up alive.

Song Yanqing suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze was facing the white ceiling.There is a smell of disinfectant in the air, this should be a hospital.

"woke up?"

A strange voice sounded beside her, and Song Yanqing turned her head to see a handsome middle-aged man.

The man had a mustache around his chin. While arranging the talismans in his satchel, he said to Song Yanqing, "You are willing to wake up. You have been in a coma for a week, and my junior brother is going crazy."

He took out one of the dozens of talismans, held it between his fingertips and shook it a few times, but without seeing him make any movements, the yellow talisman started to burn little by little.

He took out a small bowl filled with water, put the burnt ashes into the bowl, brought it to Song Yanqing and said, "Your soul has been out of the body for too long, and you have suffered a serious injury. It took us a while to get your soul out of your body." Get it back, it won’t be easy to get rid of that thing.”

Song Yanqing didn't reach out, he stood up, looked at the man and asked vigilantly, "Who are you?"

"Hao Qingshan." The man shook the bowl and said with a smile: "He Chuanhua's senior brother, you can call me senior brother or senior brother Hao."

He stretched out his hand and tapped Song Yanqing's forehead a few times, his strike was so fast, Song Yanqing wanted to hide but couldn't.

"You're afraid that I won't be able to eat you if I do anything." Hao Qingshan said with a smile: "You, your soul was damaged in the battle, drink some talisman water to solidify it, so as not to be possessed by ghosts in the future."

Song Yanqing poked the system tentatively, and the system quickly responded.

[Mr. Song, it's a pleasure to meet you again. ] The system paused, and continued: [In the original text, brother Hao Qingshan was indeed mentioned in several places, but most of the time, he only appeared in He Chuanhua's memories. ]

'How much material and information is there on him. ' Song Yanqing asked.

[No information, Mr. Song. ] The system replied: [He has no role in the original text, objectively speaking, his existence is to emphasize that He Chuanhua is well-known and makes his existence more reasonable. ]

Hao Qingshan didn't care about Song Yanqing's attitude. After shaking the yellow talisman, he sat on the bedside and said, "Chuanhua asked me to prepare it for you. He went to buy lunch. If you don't trust me, drink it after he comes back." That's fine too."

Song Yanqing had a lot of problems, but it was not easy to tell Hao Qingshan who met for the first time, he frowned and asked, "Then when will he come back?"

Hao Qingshan looked down at the time, and said casually: "It's almost time, I should be on the elevator already."

The author has something to say: I have an exam next Wednesday, and I have to do some team building. I'm so busy recently.