I took General Jinjia in my hand and looked at Xia Qingdong, and frowned.His body was very wrong, obviously a living person, but there was such a strong ghost in his body.

Ordinary people can't hurt Zhou Yuhao as a ghost, but he waved his punch, but he left a blue purple on Zhou Yuhao's face.

Who is this man?

The two of them broke hundreds of tricks in a row, the two people shook a trick, each took a step back, and the two looked at each other, their eyes clashed, and they were fierce.

Suddenly, Zhou Yuhao smiled: "I really don't expect, you don't have to investigate me and Jiang Lin, we are different from you."

Xia Qingdong was cold, Zhou Yuhao continued: "If you want to kill and kill, although you can try, but when the time to die who, no one knows."

With that, he clasped his collar and hummed his arms toward me: "Let's go."

Xia Qingdong watched us leave with cold eyes, and his brother rushed forward: "Brother, let them go?"

Xia Qingdong said in a deep voice, "These two people are not simple, this Mr. Zhou does not say, the woman has been holding a ghost bug in her hand, just with the ghost worm, you can solve all of you."

Xia Qingxi's face changed and gritted his teeth: "I'm sorry, big brother, I shouldn't have to provoke them."

Xia Qingdong shook his head: "It's none of your business, my illness will find a way, Asi, you will go to the devil tomorrow to avoid."

Xia Qingxi hastened to say, "Brother, I will not leave you at such a time."

Xia Qingdong pressed his shoulder: "Asi, I only have a brother like you, I don't want you to have something, now it is a rainy autumn, the mountain city is likely to fall into disaster, you stay here, but will let me get in the way."

Xia Qingxi showed a guilty expression: "I understand, brother."

I followed Zhou Yuhao out and asked strangely, “Who is that Xia Qingdong?”Why is it so heavy on a living person?”

Zhou Yuhao's face was gloomy, saying: "Since decades ago, someone has been studying the solidification of ghosts and their bodies to inject into the body of living people, so as to cultivate super soldiers."

I took a cold breath: "Inject the grievance directly into the living human body, this kind of loss of all the good things are done?"They have succeeded?”

"Ten years ago, I have not heard of anyone who has succeeded, but in recent years, the rapid development of science and technology, from the situation of Xia Qingdong, it is true that some people have succeeded."Zhou Yuhao said, "I have let Uncle Zheng go to check, this is a big deal, if someone created this super soldier on a large scale, the consequences are unimaginable."

I thought about it and asked, “You just said, Xia Qingdong can’t live long?”

“Yes, the ghosts in him are very cluttered and have corrupted his internal organs.”Zhou Yuhao said, "He will not live this month."

I was a little relieved: "This shows that these people did not succeed."

Zhou Yuhao is not so optimistic: "In the past, once solid grievances were injected into the human body, the living people would immediately explode and die."

I couldn't help but bite my lip, and the situation was not optimistic.

What I don’t know is that in some corner of the mountain city, danger has come quietly.

Li Jie is a full-time housewife, her husband works in the district and county, in order to let his son can be admitted to a good university, she sent her son to the best high school in the mountain city, she did not worry about her son, followed him to the city to accompany him.

Speaking of this son, Li Jie's face full of pride, academic performance in the class is always one of the two, even into the best high school, his grades are more than 40 years old, the teacher told her, her son will certainly be admitted to key universities.

I was busy in the kitchen of the rental house, and my son came back to study next night, and she wanted to make her son's favorite fried chicken for the night.

The tender chicken thighs, wrapped in a layer of breadcrumbs, fried in the oil, a strong aroma rushed in front, Li Jie caught a chicken leg and placed it in the bowl.

At this time, she heard the door ringing, and turned her head and asked, “The road, come back?”

No one answered, she did not care, took a plate of fried chicken legs to go out, knocked on the door of the study: "road, are you reading?"I brought you chicken."

Still no one answered, she looked through the door and saw her son Zhang Lu sitting in front of the computer, and the computer screen was dark.

"The road, the Internet."Li Jie pushed the door in, "Oh, what does this taste, how can there be a rotten smell?"Is there a dead mouse in the house?”

The road was on the dark computer screen, motionless.

“The road?”Li Jie put the plate next to him and gently pushed him, "Isn't today a monthly test?"How about test?”

The road still doesn’t move.

“The road, are you okay?”Li Jie felt that something was wrong and asked, “Are you tired?”Why do you stink so much?It’s not in the water, is it?”

Zhang Lu's body actually fell straight down, eyes round, eyes all flowing black blood.

“The road, the road, what happened to you?”Li Jie exclaimed and jumped up, "Wake up on the road, mother is such a child, you can't have anything to happen."

She shook her son's shoulder desperately, cried and cried, and did not find that the screen of the computer behind her suddenly jumped and opened.

The screen showed an empty old room with nothing but gravel from one place.

In that house lay a young man who looked exactly like her son, who also bled and had round eyes.

Suddenly, the teenager in the computer moved, and he slowly stood up and walked in the direction of the screen, and gradually, the whole screen was his ghastly face.

Li Jie seemed to feel something, slowly turning his head, and his eyes were wide open when he was standing.

“Ah!”

I had a nightmare, woke up from my dream, looked at the wall clock, it was already seven o'clock in the morning.

He reached out and hugged me, “Don’t you sleep for a while?”

"There's morning class today."I got up and dressed, and Zhou Yuhao hugged me and said, "I can't bear you."

“Okay, don’t be tired.”I turned around and kissed him on the cheek, "The super soldier thing, if there is news from Uncle Zheng, remember to notify me."

When I came to school, sat with Song Song and Song, and when I saw that Wang Ke’s sad face was sad, I asked, “Wang Ke, what happened to you?”

"My aunt told me to go to dinner at noon today to celebrate my cousin's first prize, but this morning I called her and no one answered."The king said worriedly.

Song Song smiled, “Your aunt wouldn’t want to please this, right?”

"My aunt is not that kind of unreliable person."Wang Kebai glanced at her, “Couldn’t something have happened?”When I go to class, I'll go and see them."

"We'll go with you."Song Song took her shoulder and said, "See if you can rub a wonderful meal."

“Go.”The king pushed her, "Your face is thick."

The two people played and quarreled, the two lessons were over, Song Song was busy with Wang to accompany Wang, just in time for me and Lin Bijun to go, and I followed them, anyway, Wang Ke aunt rented the house opposite the school door.

Our beauty court is halfway up the mountain, down the mountain is the best one of the mountain city, Wang Ke's cousin is in a middle school reading, he rented a house here, mainly cheap.

This is an old-fashioned community, not even a doorman, Aunt Wang can live on the ground floor, she knocked on the door, the door opened quietly.

I looked up and grabbed the king: "Come behind me."

The king asked strangely, “What happened?”

There was a strange smell of rot, and I pulled a peach dagger from my bag and walked cautiously.

What a strong ghost.

"Little Lin, don't scare me."The king pulled my sleeve, a little frightened.

"You stay outside."I said, "Let's see the situation first."

At this moment, the door of the study suddenly opened, and a seventeen-year-old boy came out and looked at me coldly: "Who are you?"

What a strong ghost.

I frowned, Wang ran in, saw the boy, relaxed: "Zhang Lu, it is me, why don't you and your aunt answer the phone?"It worries me about dying.”