Turns out I took the White Lotus script [Quick Transmigration]

Even if the apocalypse hadn't begun, Ling Ran and Ling Kong were actually not as close as others said.

In fact, Ling Ran's feelings for his brother are a bit complicated.

Ling Kong is only a few years older than him, and treats him meticulously. He instinctively wants to get close to his brother.

But my parents always like to compare my brother with him from time to time, why this time the exam ranking is not as high as my brother's, sports is not as good as my brother's, my body is weak, and I have to run to the hospital every three days--

Your brother can do everything, why can't you do anything?

Why can't you do anything, Ling Ran?

——Rather than saying anything else, it would be better to say that he envies his brother.

But Ling Kong was kind to him, very good, very good, and often helped him speak in front of his parents, and even had a fight with his father because of him.

No matter how coldly Ling Ran loses his temper, his elder brother has never been so fierce to him.

The young master is arrogant because of being favored, and his behavior becomes more and more perverse and unscrupulous.

until that day.

Ling Ran still clearly remembered that it was Christmas Eve.Their family believed in Christ, so they naturally attached great importance to Christmas, so even though the school was not on holiday, the teenager took leave early to prepare to go home.

On the way, he also went to a luxury store to buy Christmas gifts for his parents and brother. He used the scholarship for top students from the school for the midterm exam, and made up for the shortfall with his own pocket money.

After all, he will take the college entrance examination next year, and he doesn't know where he will go when he goes to university. This may be his last Christmas at home.

Then he walked into the courtyard of his home with a lot of presents, and immediately noticed something strange——

nobody.

The housekeeper and grandfather who usually greeted him outside were gone, and the female workers in the garden were also gone, and it was empty.

But he saw the Bugatti that his parents usually drove to work, still parked in the garage outside.

How is this going?

He panicked, quickly dropped the gift and ran in, and pushed open the half-hidden door of the hall——

Ling Ran retreated hastily, his pupils shook!

blood.

It's all blood.

The precious vase in the living room has long been broken, the steps and the velvet carpet are covered with bright blood stains, the crystal chandelier is only half left, and the light bulb is flickering, a mess.

When a child grew up so big, when did he see so much blood?

And on the big sofa in the middle, there were several men sitting, the one in the middle looked at Erlang's legs with a gloomy expression.

"Yo," seeing him, the man in the middle whistled happily, and the blood-stained blade was kicked up by him with a bang, and he grasped it firmly in his hand.

"Here comes another brat—"

Ling Ran tightened his grip on the shovel in his hand—he had just shunted it from the garden, his voice trembling.

"You, what are you going to do...?"

The man laughed: "Nothing, just come to collect debts."

What, what?

What is this person talking about?

"Boss, this kid..." The person next to him whispered, "This seems to be the young master of the Ling family?"

"Looking at the delicate skin and tender meat, we brothers haven't eaten meat for a long time, how about..." Before the seven words 'Let the brothers have a good time' can be said, they were kicked viciously by the leader foot, and closed his mouth in pain, not daring to say anything.

The man gave him a cold look, "I still want you to teach me?"

He turned his head again, looked at the trembling young man, and sneered.

"Let me just say it straight, your father owes us a lot of money, probably... this amount." He compared a number, and said eccentrically.

"How are you going to pay it back?"

"How is it possible!" Ling Ran's eyes were already red, and he roared in disbelief, "How could my father owe you so much money?"

"Hey, don't you believe me? Your old man has been kicked into prison, and you are still waiting eagerly!"

But they had no intention of asking the boy to pay back the money.Before Ling Ran could speak, the next second his neck hurt, and he was knocked unconscious by a person who appeared from behind without anyone noticing.

When he woke up again, there was a bright incandescent lamp above his head. He was tied to the operating table, surrounded by a series of precision instruments that he could not name, and people in white coats walking in a hurry. He looked a bit like a researcher. .

Seeing him awake, those who introduced themselves said that they were researchers from an agency assigned by the government, responsible for some kind of research.He spoke so fast that Ling Ran didn't understand, but only roughly understood what they meant.

In short, he himself was rescued by them from those debt-collecting bastards.

Ling Ran was skeptical.

Those people said that they were willing to take huge risks to save Ling Ran because he had some little-known little secrets about him, so it was better for him to be more sensible and cooperate with their research.

To be honest, besides cooperating with the research, what else can he do.

His mother was murdered, his father went to jail, and his brother never showed up.

He stayed here.

As the days passed, he realized that something was wrong.

He has good hearing, and he can hear all this gossip.

——This is actually an advantage, but no one has praised him.

They said, if it wasn't for catching Ling Kong, who the hell would bother with this kid?

They said that the secret treasure is not in his hands at all, and Ling Kong doesn't seem to attach much importance to him, or we...

They are talking about... volley?

Ling Ran couldn't believe his ears.

What do you mean..."If it wasn't for catching the volley"?

At this point, is he even less worthy of mention than Ling Kong?

——It's just gossip, it's not necessarily true, is it?

Until their "research" intensified, when the hot iron was finally attached to his lower back, he finally collapsed.

It hurts, it hurts.

He grew up so big, all the sharp pain and despair he felt...

All happened in these three months.

If what those people say is true...

He was the bait set by those people to catch Ling Kong, so...

Ling Kong is definitely still alive.

But why didn't Ling Kong come to him?

Why not come and save him?

Then he ran away.

Of course, he was easily caught again.

The fate of fleeing is worse than branding.He pried open the doctor's mouth, learned of the shocking deception, and promised to ask him to go outside to pass a message to Ling Kong.

But half a month passed, and Ling Kong didn't come.

I heard that the outside world has changed, but it has nothing to do with him, he can't get out anyway.

He wanted to die in the past, how could he not have thought about it.

However, the 24-hour uninterrupted monitoring made it impossible for him to escape the eyes of these people.Their medical skills are really superb. They were easily rescued countless times when they were on the verge of death, and fell into a new level of hell again.

kid.they sneered.

Does your brother not care about your life or death at all?

Ling Kong really didn't come.

Until later, he was able to see the sunlight outside again.It was so dazzling, Ling Ran felt that his eyes might also be blinded by the sun, and he couldn't control his tears at all, so he felt very sad.

Ling Kong hugged him tightly, and his unstoppable tears soaked his blood-stained collar.

"sorry Sorry……!"

"It's my brother who is late, I'm sorry...it's all my brother's fault..."

After that, they often quarreled, and the beginning of the dispute was always the unknown "secret treasure".

"Do you know what kind of life I lived there?!"

Ling Kong will always remain silent, and then choose to apologize.

"This, this, and this! I'll never forget this brand, it's a lifelong shame—"

"...I'm sorry, it's me..."

"Did the tongs burn your body? Don't say such hypocritical words. What's the use of these apologies?"

"When I really need you..." The young man was trembling all over, crying blood every word.

"...where are you?"

Why don't you come and save me?

"I just want to know about this one thing..." Ling Ran choked up, his breath was short of breath, and tears had already burst into tears.

"Is it so embarrassing?"

Ling Kong remained silent, pursing his lips and still not speaking.

What can he say?

It is said that the so-called "secret treasure" they are looking for is actually a space ring with a special function—or it should be said that it is the pigeon egg gemstone that really works.

This thing was originally a coming-of-age gift from one of their seven aunts and eight aunts, saying that he could use it when he married a wife in the future.

He didn't intend to discuss whether to marry a wife so early, but under the coercion of his parents, he still ordered a ring and engraved his initials on the inside.

As a result, one day he accidentally scratched his hand with some sharp corners of the ring, and the blood was inadvertently stained with pigeon eggs. Only then did he realize that this thing actually had a hidden secret.

He didn't think too much at first, but was secretly ecstatic, and on the surface he pretended nothing happened.

After a period of time, he suddenly received an anonymous threatening letter, saying that they knew he had obtained a "secret treasure" and told him to send the "secret treasure" here quickly, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

How could Ling Kong accept such inexplicable nonsense?

He only took the letter as a joke and didn't take it seriously.

Ling Kong clearly remembered that it was the eve of Christmas, and the day before, their family had made an appointment to go home for dinner together tonight.

When he received the call from his mother, he was still in high math class, and the woman on the other end of the phone was crying so hard that her voice was hoarse, what did she say——

Xiaokong, you must not go home.

Ling Kong was puzzled: "Why can't you go back?"

The mother choked up and said, "Your father was arrested, and he owed a large sum of money out of nowhere, and the debt collectors have caught up with the house..."

He also said that the pharmaceutical factory in their family was inexplicably found to have an excessive amount of carcinogenic ingredients, and his father and other responsible persons were kicked into prison.

Of course, Ling Kong couldn't really listen to his mother's advice and not go home. How could he leave a woman at home alone to face those vicious robbers?

As a result, before he had time to leave the school, he was stopped by the police halfway and summoned to cooperate with the investigation.

But what could go wrong with my father's pharmaceutical factory?He couldn't be more clear about who his father was, and besides, even Ling Ran was taking this medicine, so what could be wrong?

No one listened to their arguments.

Only they themselves know that the problem is not their medicines at all, but some powerful people behind them are messing with them.

He can only go to the police station, and when all routine investigations are over, when he returns home...

He no longer has a home.

Ling Kong was silent, standing at the door of the messy house, trembling all over.

Mother is dead, father is in prison, then...

What about Xiao Ran?

Suddenly, Ling Kong realized very clearly——

His brother has disappeared.

For two full months, I was at a loss and had no clues.

The investigation team set up by the police said that after such a long time, I am afraid that he is already dead.But Ling Kong didn't believe that Ling Ran was dead at all. If he wanted to see people, he wanted to see corpses. What is this now? !

How could his brother...

How about dying like this?

That was the person he had managed to pull back from the brink of hell.He didn't want to tell Ling Ran, because he didn't want to drag him into this terrible vortex again.

In the depths of the vortex, dangers surged, and even he was not sure if he could escape unscathed, let alone his weak brother.

He also didn't want to repeat the pain of powerlessness at that time.

He only has Xiaoran as his family.

He can't afford to gamble.

Don't dare to bet.

He can't lose Xiaoran.

At that time, Ling Kong thought, no matter what, he must protect Xiaoran for the rest of his life.

——He did protect Ling Ran all his life, but it was his own life.

Even after discovering the true identity of No.1 whom they revered, and seeing through the true face of the great "Phoenix" experiment they said, Ling Kong still had a little hope. With the identity of executive officer here, they would also There is no way to treat yourself openly.

But he always underestimated No.1's despicableness and cruelty that were deeply rooted in his bones.

...Of course, I also underestimated Lan Jia.

The other party's disguise was impeccable, and with No. 1 as a guarantee, how could he have guessed that Lan Jia was actually the Zombie King.

When he and Fu Heng were surrounded by a sudden wave of corpses, he felt something was wrong.

How did this group of zombies run so fast and move so sensitively?

And why... always chasing after them?

He soon realized that this was probably aimed at himself.

So he deliberately diverted the tide of corpses for the seriously injured Fu Heng, and then saw Lan Jia in another corner.

Lan Jia's originally bright golden pupils are now gray and white, which is exactly the same as those zombies.

He grinned, revealing his sharp fangs.

"I'm sorry."

After that, Ling Kong lost consciousness.

He just felt that he had been asleep for a long time, for a long time, so long that he didn't even remember who he was.

It seemed that he heard a very familiar voice vaguely, as if he was arguing with someone.But he was asleep, and he couldn't hear it very clearly. Even he himself wasn't sure where the familiarity came from.

When he was completely awakened again, Ling Kong actually didn't have any memories, he just stared blankly at the smiling young man in front of him with a pair of gray pupils.

The man said, go ahead.

You know what you are going to do.

How strange, Ling Kong thought.

He could understand what the man was saying.

Then he walked out relying on the instinct of his body, his limbs that had not been moved for a long time were quite stiff, and his steps were all crooked.

He walked and walked, almost fell on the ground several times, and as expected, he saw the crowd gathered not far away.

A dark golden ball of light in the middle is slowly expanding, a little dazzling.

He could feel abundant but disordered spiritual energy.

Then he walked forward slowly based on his feeling, and he heard people around him exclaiming, saying "volley...".

volley?

Is it his name?

Then he saw a black-haired boy at the front of the crowd, and he turned his head in a daze, his blue eyes were foggy, as if he was quite surprised by his appearance, and called him "brother" in a very soft voice .

A sense of familiarity came to my mind again.

He didn't understand the meaning of this appellation, but for some reason, he suddenly wanted to cry.

But zombies have no tears, and he has long been deprived of the right to express sadness.

He raised his hand and patted the boy's shoulder reassuringly, even though he didn't know why he did it.

The energy ball in front of him is getting bigger and bigger.

He stood still, relying on instinct to set off a huge water curtain, and he took another deep look at the boy in the spray of water all over the sky.

Seeing the unbearable helplessness and confusion, and even a trace of panic.

But the only thing is that there is no deep dependence that cannot be eliminated even after going through so many things.

He felt like he understood something, but he didn't seem to understand anything.

—Forget it, that’s fine.

"Thank you,"

"Please live for him, please."

For us... look at this prosperous world a few more times.

For some reason, this thought suddenly popped into his mind.

So far, the sky is bright.

The author says:

Yuan Lingran: 1551 Don't come here... (run away

Ling Ran, played by Xie: drink, drink, I'm so scared (set fire to the mountain with a smile on his face)

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Help, this chapter hurts me, I’m so autistic

When rushing to ddl, I take off at an hourly speed, and usually write while fishing at a slow speed, and I can't finish writing...

Damn why do I have to write brain-burning plot streams and have to update [? ? ?

感谢在2021-05-1320:05:29~2021-05-1419:30:43期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: No cp1 favorite;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: Jiujiu 2 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!