Death Spell

Chapter 39

In order to beat the butterfly to death, Heisha accidentally smashed the crystal containing Feng Ling on the Lihua table to the ground.The paper crane moved on the ground and then disappeared.

The woman in white stood upright in the room, turned around to stare at the shattered crystal bottle, and curled her mouth.It was a beautiful face, but it was too coquettish, and there was an indescribable charm between the eyebrows.

Thinking back to the past half month, Anya came here almost every day in order to repair the soul body. This face that made her miss it day and night made the feelings buried in her heart more and more uncontrollable.

Especially when An Ya did something that hurt herself in front of her, Feng Ling collapsed at that scene, and even wanted to rush out of the crystal bottle to stop her, but she was imprisoned by the talisman and could do nothing.

He could only watch Bai Ling suck the blood from Anya's body, and the corners of that white fluffy mouth were stained with bright red.And Anya, who lost her blood, seemed to be tortured again, until Anya couldn't bear the pain, and Feng Ling saw her two slender fangs.

Anya——is a zombie! ?

Thinking about it, the person who can live for such a long time is either a demon or a fairy, but I didn't expect to be a zombie.

Even so, in the crystal bottle, she still felt sorry for Anya, she didn't understand why Anya treated her like this.In the end, she put the blood into a small bottle, no matter how pale her face was, when she looked at the bottle, there was a warm smile on the corner of her mouth.

At that moment, Feng Ling knew that she could no longer live here, and the world between her and Anya would only get further and further apart.It's fine if it's so broken, after all, she who lives here is just a tool.

tool! ?

Feng Ling sneered, and looked away, looking at the crystal bottle on the cabinet.

"Don't want me to do that again."

After getting the answer, Fengling felt that Heisha who had run away temporarily because he broke the crystal bottle turned back, his eyes sank, he turned and disappeared into the room, and escaped from Yayuan.

It's just that the outside world is too unfamiliar to Feng Ling.It was so different from the world she lived in.What is this mobile little house?How can this woman go to the street in shorts?And in public... Kiss!

God!

Feng Ling couldn't imagine, what kind of dynasty would be so open?

She was wandering aimlessly, as if she felt a pair of eyes staring at her, she is a ghost, how could anyone see him?

Passing through the crowd, she saw a handsome man in a corner alley. The street lamp above his head reflected his fair face.

He held his cane in his hand and smiled at her.

As soon as Feng Ling stopped, she was drawn to the man by a suction force.

"You...you can actually see me?" Feng Ling said in disbelief.

The crow looked at him with lowered eyebrows, and smiled: "Maybe I can't see ordinary ghosts, but you are different, so I can see them naturally." Then he turned and walked deep into the alley.

Only then did he realize that the man was holding a black chain in his hand, and Feng Ling with a low eyebrow looked surprised, when did the chain be wrapped around his waist.

Feng Ling tried to break free, but found that the chain was a little tighter.

"Don't panic, don't panic." The crow said as he walked deeper.

"Who are you? What do you want to arrest me for?" Feng Ling shouted, she just wanted to leave to find a way to survive, but she didn't expect...

Crow stopped in his tracks, and his figure stood under a street light that was not very bright. He turned his head and smiled, which made Feng Ling freeze.

Although it was only one side, she could clearly see that there were fangs growing out.

Zombies! ?

Fengling frowned just thinking about why the zombies were near Yayuan.

……

Uncle Wang's car was parked downstairs at Tang Song's house. He just opened the trunk to get the medicine jar when he received a call from Wang Tu asking where Anya was.

Unexpectedly, Anya would go out, Uncle Wang replied: "Miss is not with me."

Tang Song stood there quietly, waiting for Uncle Wang to finish answering the phone.

"Miss, can't you get through the phone? What is Miss going to Guangde No. [-] Street so late?...Okay, I'll go there now." Uncle Wang hung up the phone, handed the medicine jar to Tang Song, and said with a smile, "Take it, Tang Song." Miss, I'm going first."

"Is there anything wrong?" Tang Song asked.

"It's okay, miss may be out for something." Uncle Wang said and returned to the driving seat.

"Be careful on the road." After saying goodbye, Uncle Wang drove away.Looking at the leaving black car, he turned around and received a message from his younger sister Tang Qing.The content is: It's too late, the bus to go home is gone.She planned to stay at Wang Li's house, but she was afraid of being alone when her parents were traveling.

Tang Song, who looked at this message, was a little envious of his sister, who had such a compatible friend.

He smiled helplessly, and walked towards the door with strides.

On the bank of the river opposite the community, a row of willow trees is planted, and the hanging willow branches reflect the lake view and sway with the wind, which seems to be cozy.A slender figure leaning against a tree, with long hair tied into a smooth ponytail behind his head, wearing a light blue cotton sleeveless top and light-colored slim-fit slacks, elegantly dressed, with long legs With a slender waist, her face reveals the swaying water waves under the street lamps on the river bank, as if washed by a clear spring, very delicate and beautiful.

Raising the palm of his right hand, his light blue eyes stared at the red rope wrapped around his hand, with some burnt black at one end, and he turned his head to look at Tang Song's back, a little lost in thought.

"Sister, what are you calling us here in such a hurry?" A little girl's voice appeared behind her.

The person following her is the crow.

The woman straightened up, looked at the soul body bound by chains behind the crow, and asked, "Who is she?" Her voice was soft and clean, but there was no ups and downs.

Feng Ling's eyes fell on the woman in front of her. It seemed that she was not very old, but the aura emanating from this woman made Feng Ling feel a little scared.

"It's the soul body that ran out from Yayuan." As she spoke, the little girl lowered her eyebrows, as if she had failed in her mission, and said in shame, "I finally found a place to store the soul body, but there was a nasty black cat, so I caught it. She plans to trade with Ya."

"It doesn't matter, Ya has already found our residence. Come on, if we don't go to her, she will come to us. It's just that I don't have a way to deal with it yet, so I don't want you to meet her." The woman said with a smile on the corner of her mouth, It's so gentle.

"Sister, I don't understand why we still avoid her now, isn't she already...not a zombie?"

She didn't even understand why Xuan Luo would be so gentle to a person who had killed them.

The crow didn't understand this either, and added: "Master, we really don't need to be afraid of her anymore."

The woman raised her eyebrows to look at the crow, but there was a fearful precipitation hidden in her light blue eyes: "It doesn't matter if Xuanzi doesn't understand, but are you so ignorant of the heights of heaven and earth?"

crow:"……"

Xuanzi: "..."

"Even if Ya isn't you and me, it's only a matter of time before she kills you and me with her ability. If it wasn't because of my inconsistency, making her mistakenly think that she killed us, do you really think you can live?" The woman's voice is even a question , without a trace of ups and downs, but it sounds daunting.

The woman turned to look at the lit glass window on the third floor.

"I just asked you to help Ya confirm that this woman is her host, but because of a small mistake, you not only exposed your identity, but also failed to bring back the hairy corpse and the boy's soul that I raised, so that Ya found it. We have left our residence here. Crow... Do you think my tricks can trick you a second time? Or do you have other plans?" The woman's last words made the crow's legs limp and kneel on the ground.

Even Feng Ling was taken aback by this scene, the deterrent power of this woman was invisible.

"Master! I..."

"That's all." The woman waved her hand and sighed softly.

"Sister, why did you help Ya find her host?" Xuan Zi asked puzzled while holding the doll.

The corner of the woman's mouth held a beautiful smile: "Ya has always been proud and arrogant. I met her once when I was in the prime minister's mansion. What a Mrs. Ya, what a right-hand man of the prime minister, she doesn't take this princess seriously. Even if she becomes A zombie, just like me, she can hold herself so long that she doesn't hurt anyone, but her ability is higher than mine." The more the woman said, her gaze became lighter.

"Being the host is fate. I want Duya to become a demon, and I want to see her become a bloodthirsty demon, just like Sang Xie, or she will become a demon and be sealed in the sarcophagus by Ya," he said. With a sneer, it seemed to add a bit of chill to this summer night.

When Feng Ling heard this, she was taken aback. She naturally knew who the host Xuan Luo was talking about, and she never thought that she would make Ya like this... Could it be that the blood that Bai Ling took out was?Just thinking about Fengling made me worried.I really wanted to go back to Yayuan to tell Anya about this, and ask her to stay away from that person, but when I wanted to move, I found that the chain was a little tighter.

"What? You little devil, do you also feel sorry for Ya?" Xuan Luo set his eyes on Feng Ling, looked him up and down, and frowned slightly: "You belong to the Tang Dynasty?"

Hearing the word Tang Dynasty, Wu Ya and Xuan Zi frowned.

Feng Ling paused: "..."

"Tang Chao...very good." Xuan Luo suddenly chuckled, and looked at the crow: "Take her, leave here first and then make plans."

"Sister, don't you want to catch Ya's host?" Xuan Zi asked with her head tilted.

"I originally wanted to use the mirror to explore her memory, but I didn't expect that Ya had already placed a barrier on her body, and my red thread couldn't get close. Anyway, it's fate, so I don't need to worry about it." After saying that, the woman's figure disappeared.

Seeing this, Xuanzi also disappeared with the doll in her arms, and Wu Ya turned around to look at the three-layer sweeping figure, frowning, and left with Feng Ling.

When Tang Song returned home, she changed into a set of loose home clothes, her long hair was tied behind her head at will, and her whole temperament changed.The first thing to do was to take today's medicine, then went to the kitchen to heat a cup of fresh milk, then turned off the lights in the kitchen and living room, and returned to his room.

Sitting on a chair with legs bent, turned on the laptop, sipping milk while reading the mail in the mailbox.After replying one by one, I looked at the relevant news again, and accidentally saw the five words "Guangde No. [-] Street" in the news.

It may be because Uncle Wang just said it, so Tang and Song paid attention to it, slid the mouse over and clicked on it, and saw that the contents were related reports of several missing persons that occurred near "Guangde No. [-] Street". According to the age and gender of the victim, her intuition told her that this incident might have something to do with those.

Tang Song pursed his lips, paused, then picked up his cell phone and dialed the cell phone number that Anya asked for just today.Previously, all calls were made to Yayuan, and most of the people who answered the phone were Uncle Wang.But Tang Song Mingming remembered that Anya had a mobile phone, so he asked for the phone specially.

After all... It was always so easy for this woman to find her, but it was so hard for her to find Anya.

But the phone was dialed out, it was connected but no one answered...

With his arms around his knees and his chin resting on his knees, Tang Song stared at the computer screen in a daze. All he could think about was the feeling of seeing Anya today.

I always feel that this woman is not the same today as before, as if her body is much worse.

Look at the words Guangde No. [-] Street.

Is it really okay?

He lowered his eyebrows and looked at the time, it was already so late.Even if she is worried, what can she do now?

Appearing there now will only add to the chaos, right?

Ever since I was a child, my ideal is to be a doctor, with the purpose of helping more people stay away from suffering.

Thinking of Anya's illness, she couldn't help but sighed softly.

What's the use of being a doctor if you can't help those around you?

He turned around and walked into the bathroom, took a comfortable shower, and was just about to go to bed when he heard a "dong—" sound from the door.

Something hit the door.At this time, Tang Song kept his expression on his face. Could it be some strange person?

Going lightly to the door, looking at the face in the door mirror, Tang Song opened the door immediately.

"Anya?"

It's just that the woman in front of her was in a mess, holding a broken wooden sword in one hand, raised her eyebrows vigorously, looked at Tang Song, and twitched her mouth: "Are you looking for me? Sorry...the phone is broken." After finishing speaking , and fell powerlessly into Tang Song's arms.

Tang Song: "..."