Yingyang Bookstore, No. 48

Xing Yang made a "shh" gesture to Tai's father, and Tai's father felt drowsy eyelids and stood there for a few seconds before lying down on the side of the bed and falling asleep.

He stood in front of the window with Tai Yi's cell phone and took out the address book. There were very few people in Tai Yi's address book, and the notes were very simple.

Xing Yang dialed Liu Hua's phone number, and he saw the person opposite looked down at the phone and connected it.

"Zhao Chenghai, no, Qi Yue." Xing Yang's voice was very low, as if he was afraid of waking up the sleeping Tai Yi.

Liu Hua raised his eyebrows and grinned at him: "Master Xing has a very good memory, he still remembers my name."

Xing Yang also sneered with the corner of his mouth, "Hehe, I dare not be an adult, I didn't expect you to be dead."

Liu Hua said: "Not only did he not die, but he has lived for such a long time. I am in good health, thank you for your concern."

Xing Yang put away his expression and looked at him coldly: "Of course I have to care about you. If you die before I kill you, it will hurt my feelings. After all... I have been acquainted for so many years."

Liu Hua laughed: "Then I will live a good life for a while to make adults happy."

Xing Yang: "You play first, I will play with you."

After speaking, Xing Yang touched the floor with his toes, hung up the phone, stared at Liu Hua without saying a word, and could see a few figures suddenly appearing behind Liu Hua from a distance.

Liu Hua held his phone and didn't look back. He knew Xing Yang's moves for so long and he was familiar with them. He clapped his hands and ran in from the living room. A big dog that looked like a Tibetan mastiff opened his mouth when he saw the dead spirit behind Liu Hua. Sticky saliva flowed down, shook his head and bit it.

Liu Hua closed the curtains and went out without looking at the dog entangled with the undead. In the other bedroom, the corpses of Liu Hua's parents already had a faint smell, and there was a dog on top of the rotting corpses. Pulling the blackened flesh.

Liu Hua felt a little disgusted, so he pulled the dog out, burned the Taoist talisman and threw it on the corpse.

The corpse was wrapped in flames and turned into fine black slag, but the bed sheet was not burned at all.

Liu Hua closed the bedroom door, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror in the living room, took off his clothes, and then tore off his scalp with both hands.

Behind the thin human skin is another face and another body. The only thing that is very similar to Liu Hua is the pair of peach blossom eyes.

Qi Yue kicked the human skin next to him in disgust, put on his clothes and patted the dog that was following him intimately.

The eyes looking in the direction of Tai Yi's room were full of greed.

Xing Yang looked at the person who disappeared on the opposite side and resisted the thought of rushing to hit him, took a deep breath and turned his head to look at the sleeping Tai Yi, feeling a little better from the dryness in his heart.

Tai Yi's hair has grown a bit fast in recent months, and the bangs he just cut a few days ago blocked his eyes again.

Xing Yang whispered, "Haven't you noticed any changes in yourself..."

I don't know if Tai Yi frowned slightly when he heard it, turned over and continued to sleep.

Xing Yang looked at the moon outside, it was clearly a light yellow moon, and it was covered by a layer of blood mist at some point.

Xing Yang called Uncle Xing: "Old man, go to the ghost hall and get back a wind chime."

Tai Yi woke up feeling sore all over his body as if he was falling apart, he only remembered that he seemed to be running all the time in his dream, but he couldn't remember what dream he had after thinking about it carefully.

As soon as he raised his hand, he met Tai's father who was lying on his stomach beside the bed.

"Dad? Why are you sleeping here?"

Tai's father rubbed his eyes and wondered, "Huh? Why am I sleeping here?"

Tai's father glanced at his watch in a daze: "It's seven o'clock, Dad will bring you breakfast, and I'll pack up and go to work."