Doom Talisman

Lao Zhang glanced at his boss, successfully got a stare, and immediately understood it. The moment he downshifted, he stepped on the accelerator, and the SUV was accelerated to the extreme.

The veteran driver of over thirty years whizzed past two small cars that behaved strangely, hitting them sideways with a violent impact.

The two evil creatures that hadn't had time to jump out of the car only felt their eyes dazzled, the car body shook, and the well-arranged trap was instantly cracked, and the prey flew away.

Unfavorable start, the evil creature was hungry and had an unbearable appetite. It actually licked its lips and tongue, its light-colored pupils viciously hung up, and shifted the target of its prey to the nearby accomplices.

Lao Zhang did not slow down the speed, and went forward bravely. After more than half an hour, an old street archway with the word "Fengyang" appeared in front of him.

In the winter night, there are not many lights on the street, only a few small supermarkets and small restaurants are still open, electric donkeys are parked on the street, and tables and chairs are in twos and threes in the small tent. After all, it is cold, and people who return late drink in the fog With a bowl of hot soup.

The car had already slowed down, gradually driving to the end of the street, turning into a small road, a cobblestone road, which made people shake their heads.Bamboo, cypress, and mulberry branches grow wildly on the roadside, stretching out their branches to point fingers at passing vehicles, rubbing the wagons with a "squeak" sound.The dogs in the town are very alert, and the barking comes from afar.

He Jing saw everything in his eyes, and slowly overlapped the picture with the memory, feeling that Fengyang Town has not changed, but it seems to have changed a lot.

In the purse that He Zhongzhe had used for many years, there was an inconspicuous small interlayer, inside which was a simple copper key.The moment the iron door is opened, the dusty years will be awakened, and it will fall into the small courtyard, deserted and deserted.

As He Zhongzhe said before, the old house was almost emptied, with only bedsteads and old cabinets inside, a few wooden stools put under the table, and the wooden table was next to the window, the color of the paper flowers on the window was faded.

Only He Jing knew that this place seemed to be ordinary, but in fact, it contained energy, ready to be released.

Turning on two flashlights, He Zhongzhe glanced around: "Look, as I said, there is nothing left here."

He Jing took off the cotton coat on his body, unbuttoned the shirt cuff buttons inside, rolled them up, took the broom and dustpan from the corner, and silently began to clean up the dust and cobwebs.Seeing this, Lao Zhang and Zhao Ting rolled up their sleeves to help. He Zhongzhe was stunned for a while, touched his nose, and joined in.

After packing up, I took out the prepared bedding and sheets from the trunk of the car. The whole group was a little tired, so they went to sleep and waited for the dawn.

There are still six days until the end of the world.

The chickens in the town started to crow at four or five o'clock. After waking up, He Jing crossed his legs and practiced the exercises for a few weeks.He discovered last night that the spiritual power here is very strong, which is completely different from other places.

Fengyang is neither surrounded by mountains or rivers, nor is it a blessed place.The only reason could only be that a secret realm is about to appear here, and there is a secret method passed down to the present world, so the phenomenon of spiritual energy leaking occurs.

In the previous life, He Jing had no plans to celebrate the New Year with Father He, and only wanted to return to Mother He's hometown.Because the matter of borrowing the key did not come to an end, I had to come back and find a way by myself.He can't predict what will happen next, it will be three days later than now.In the end, they turned in from the fence.

When the secret method appears in the world, there will be countless light spots as big as candle flames, and suddenly the spiritual light will flourish, and then shoot out in all directions.He Jing saw with his own eyes that the source of the light spot was inside this old house.

At that time, He Jing had just returned from shopping for food and supplies in the town. When he was dozens of steps away from the door of his house, he found sparks emanating faintly from his house. He thought the old house was on fire, so he hurried over here.As soon as he stepped into the yard, the remaining ray of light shot straight into the center of his brow as if he was in a panic.

This is the origin of exercises and talismans.

And the purpose of He Jing's trip is to try his best to catch more highlights and get more inheritances.

Zhao Ting was the second person to wake up. At this time, Lao Zhang and He Zhongzhe were still snoring like thunder, and the symphony continued.

After Zhao Ting saw He Jing's posture clearly, he couldn't help sighing from the bottom of his heart: the young master is really a god-man.

This big man who won the runner-up in a certain city-level Sanda competition hadn't studied for a few years, and he was introduced by someone else to be He's father's bodyguard.During his tenure in this position, there was neither the dangerous business war of Yunju Bogui in the TV series, nor the vicious gangsters who came to kidnap and assassinate.Nearly three years of running errands and odd jobs almost passed by in a flash, except for the increasingly prominent belly meat, it seems that there is nothing unforgettable.

But now it's different.It was also the first time that Zhao Ting discovered that his young master was mysterious and unpredictable.

He Jing didn't know that he had such an invisible fanboy. In his opinion, Zhao Ting was quite smart and reliable. He didn't know him before, so he didn't notice it.

After he opened his eyes, he explained a few things to Zhao Ting.

He Jing made up his mind not to leave the old house for a few days, this place is a place of peace of mind.So some trivial matters should naturally be handed over to reliable people.

It may be because he has been pampered and pampered in the past few years, Father He was the last to wake up, and almost forgot where he was.

"Where are people? Where have they all gone!"

Lao Zhang echoed him from outside the courtyard: "Here it is! Cleaning the car!"

Father He muttered, "What kind of car are you cleaning now?" Then he stood up and approached the door, looked around, and saw He Jing squatting at the foot of the wall of the old house, with his head down, not knowing what he was doing.

I saw him aiming peach wood strips the length of chopsticks at the ground, and the hard soil condensed into lumps, and a small hammer came from nowhere, hammering into the ground one by one.The roots stood upright and stretched around the old house.He Zhongzhe looked at it for a long time, but he didn't see the way.

With his back turned to him, He Jing seemed to have a feeling: "Dad, don't touch these things, I'm of great use."

Father He endured it, but still let out a soft "sneer": "It's not that I'm free, I don't touch your things." After a pause, "Where's Xiao Zhao?"

"I sent him to the market."

At this moment, Father He is actually very idle: "Shopping?"

He Jing kept his hands in his hands: "Well, I made a list to buy some food and food."

"Eat?" Father He stretched out his head to glance at the old-fashioned stove in the house, it should still be working, "Tsk, Xiao Zhao can't buy vegetables, he only knows how to eat."

He lifted his feet and walked out: "I'll take a look and pick some good ingredients and cook them for you."

From last night until now, He Zhongzhe has never mentioned the intention of taking He Feng and Liang Rui over.

He Jing turned his head and glanced at his back, then took out a mahogany stick and knocked it into the ground again.

This spirit lock formation is one of the inheritances in his memory, because the formation method is tasteless and cumbersome, so he has never used it.At this time, I dug it out from a corner of my memory, rehearsed it in my mind, and kept calculating with my hands and eyes, but I still didn't have much confidence in my heart.

He continued to work without taking a few bites of the steamed buns and fried dough sticks for breakfast.He drew dozens of lock talismans, folded them into triangles, dug a dozen holes, and buried them one by one in the yard where he thought they were the eyes of the array.

Father He went to the market in the car driven by Lao Zhang, and brought Zhao Ting back with him.They grind from the street to the end of the street, and return with almost a full load, buying a little of everything.

Therefore, some old folks know that the son-in-law of the Lu family has returned.

Someone even stuffed him with a handful of water spinach.

After returning home and tidying up the stove, Father He put on an apron, washed his hands, cooked vegetables and made soup, and the fragrance wafted away.

As soon as He Jing smelled it, he was naturally hungry.His hands were covered with mud and dust, and he wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, temporarily putting aside his dirt pit.

It is true that as He's father said, when he was young, He Jing could often eat meals made by him.Every time he cooks, the smell, the neighbors in front, back, left, and left, all know it.A child of the same age as He Jing was crying and wanting to come to their house for a meal.

At that time, He Jing was white, tender, and clean. He put his hips on his hips, especially protecting the food: "Liu Wei Wei, I don't want you to come! Slug."

The child with two tubes of snot was very wronged: "Why..."

Xiao Hejing: "You like to bully people, so I don't want to give you the delicious food my father cooks, I only give it to..." Only give it to...

This memory is so long, He Jing thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't remember who the older boy who was much taller than him was.After all these years, no one may remember who.

"Xiaojing, come." He's father shouted from the window of the old house, "The meal is ready! It's time to eat!"

It seems to overlap with time.

Smiling unconsciously, He Jing walked into the room.

The house has changed drastically, and there are a lot of things, especially the kitchen, pots and pans, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, and a few knives of all kinds.

There are six dishes and one soup on the table, stewed lion head with crab powder, smoked pork ribs with orange peel tea, braised prawns in oil, steamed mandarin fish, fried meat with asparagus, water spinach with oyster sauce, fish ball vermicelli soup.The portions are generous, and the dishes are arranged on a large plate, with an overbearing and ostentatious aroma.

He Jing smelled it in his nose and tasted it in his mouth, and he felt that this was indeed different from the level he ate at the Baizhong Banquet yesterday.

The old man's ability is not built.

Father He asked him: "How is it? Is it delicious?"

He Jing stretched his chopsticks towards the plate without stopping, nodded, and said lightly: "It's delicious."

Hearing this, He Zhongzhe smiled happily, and turned his head to say hello to Lao Zhang and Xiao Zhao. They ate together: "At this time, there is no distinction between superiors and subordinates. They are all fleeing." Rarely, he opened a Pour a bottle of white wine for both of them, "Xiao Jing said that coming here can save his life, I believe my son, this is coming, and it is considered a return to his hometown. You are different, this is coming to a foreign land."

Actually it doesn't count.Lao Zhang's wife has passed away, and he has no children. Zhao Ting was an orphan since he was a child. If the world is really bad, they have nowhere else to go.

The corners of their eyes were moist, and they both drank a cup vigorously.

After dinner, He Jing took the time to look at his phone.

Many messy groups have been blocked by him, only a few people in the dormitory group chatted a few words, talking about the series of natural disasters that happened last night.

Needless to say, He Jing also received notifications from various browsers and video software.It counts the casualties and losses, and explains the causes of the disaster in a nonchalant manner. Most of them are inseparable from global warming, the extrusion and separation of plates, and free movement.

In addition, there is an eye-catching news report that a certain super-popular actress was attacked by a sasaeng meal near her home, was injured and admitted to the hospital, and her recent concert was canceled.

Fans sent blessings for a speedy recovery and discharge from the hospital, and abused the illegitimate rice, and asked the police to investigate thoroughly to ensure the safety of their own cooking.

In a private hospital in City B.

There is a circle of people around the luxurious ward, and no one is allowed to approach.

In the ward, there was a haggard woman.If you don't look at her pink-blue gradient hair, no one may recognize it. This is an idol star who only showed her face in public two days ago.

Zhou Muying has a beautiful face and an eye-catching physique. She has always been popular in Star Entertainment.But just the day before yesterday, after a new album release conference, her future was directly killed.

There are many things in the entertainment industry that are unclear.Zhou Muying has been in the industry for four years, even if there is a cousin who is a senior in the circle, she has always remained cautious.Respectful and distant attitude towards those who shouldn't be offended is the best way she can come up with.

Unfortunately, this time, she couldn't refuse the person no matter what.

Even the leaders of their own company have to come to matchmaking and talk to her.Zhou Muying looked at the boss with flickering eyes in front of her, and thought to herself: Forget it, just go and meet up, if it really doesn’t work, if it’s a big deal, I’ll quit the circle and go home to open a shop.

A difference in thought.

When the horrible monster with a mouth full of fishy smell stretched out its teeth towards her, Zhou Muying knew that she was wrong, very wrong.

She was breathing weakly at this time, and her whole thin body was sunk on the white hospital bed, her neck was wrapped round and round with gauze.Others may not know it, but she herself knows it.What was entangled in the gauze was her broken throat and fragments of flesh and blood.Whenever blood seeped out of the gauze, they would cover her up with another layer.Over time, the blood was drained.

Zhou Muying felt weak, so she tried to make a sound with her throat. "Ho ho..." The small voice seemed to be blown away by the wind.

In fact, she has no other wish, but it is too uncomfortable and painful.Thinking, how come he is not dead yet.