Yin Tomb Yang House

Section 17, splashing carrion

Just as Wen Yi was about to open her mouth, Zhang Tao suddenly patted the steering wheel and shouted loudly, "It's me!" I killed someone! So I damn it! I forgot a lot of things, but I didn't forget that I killed people! I haven't forgotten my favorite woman! So I'm not willing, I'm just not willing! I think I won't be reincarnated after I die, just because I'm unwilling, right?

I don't want to die in such an unclear way! Maybe I committed suicide before, or died for some reason. But it doesn't matter. I'm facing it calmly now, because I'm dead, isn't it? Whether it was my atonement or she came back to kill me. I don't care!

I just want to know, Wen Yi, why don't you love me? We grew up together, ate together, and went to school together. People who have liked you since junior high school, why don't you like me?

Wen Yi shook her head and said, "We are so familiar with each other's movements, eyes and habits. In my heart, you and I are like relatives. But I don't understand why you killed the girl who loves you.

"You don't have to worry about it! Ha ha... I know, I was wrong. I just want to see you this time and see if the man you choose is better than me.

"And then?" Wen Yi asked.

"Of course, I beat him hard!" Zhang Tao gritted his teeth and said, "But now it seems that I have been beaten in a very large area."

I didn't say anything. I was about to say something when my mobile phone rang.

When I picked up the phone, Zhao Zihan's voice came: "Yang Guang, you're right. This city is in chaos!"

I took a deep breath and said, "Gain the people in the circle you know. The real version of the biochemical crisis has appeared."

"Ha ha..." Zhao Zihan smiled bitterly: "Wait for me there. I'll be there in ten minutes." After saying that, she hung up the phone.

And I smiled helplessly, looked at the phone, and then looked at Wen Yi, who was full of tears beside me.

After a good New Year, the matter of coming back to save relatives unexpectedly turned straight down within half an hour of getting off the plane. What's the matter?

What's more depressing is to step into a place full of living and dead people!

A city with millions of people! One hundred and eighty people have to die every day, but what is the concept that there is no business in the crematorium for several days in a row? It is conservatively estimated that thousands of grievances with corpses are wandering around the street. Maybe they are lying on a girl and roaring at the poor egg, which is such a thing. This is still good, what if it's a woman? I want to vomit when I think about it.

Pooh, pooh, what am I thinking?

Wen Yi's scolding came from her ear: "Zhang Tao, what do you want me to say? You are dead and unrepentant! Drop it with me!"

Zhang Tao looked at Wen Yi affectionately. I couldn't do it with that face, otherwise I wanted to beat him first. On second thought, I can't be jealous of a dead person. I can't stand it.

"I also want to atone for my sins, but the person I killed... didn't die and became the same as me. Tell me, shall I say that I killed her? The police don't believe me, and... She also forgot that she died, as if we would all forget a lot of things. I was going to see you again and then leave here. Zhang Tao said.

Bang!

I was stunned to see that Wen Yi slapped Zhang Tao fiercely. I didn't even have a chance to remind him. In my eyes, Zhang Tao's eyes popped out, and some unrottened meat tendons hung in front of my eyes and swayed.

I can't see these Wenyi, and I can't remind them at this time. I can only suddenly raise my eyebrows.

Think about it again. Anyway, Zhang Tao doesn't feel the pain. It's better to hit a few more times.

Wen Yi scolded: "So what? You buried people alive!"

The corners of my mouth twitched. This boy is fierce enough!

"I..." Zhang Tao wanted to refute again. Seeing the angry Wen Yi, he finally chose to be silent.

At this time, I think I'm almost entangled. In case something happens, it's not good to say, "Wen Yi, calm down. It's not that bad."

Wen Yi looked at me, then threw herself into my arms and cried loudly.

I patted Wen Yi on the back and looked at Zhang Tao.

"Put your eyes back, and we'll talk about your business later."

Zhang Tao was stunned, and then touched his eyes with his hand.

Ghosts can have charming eyes, and ordinary eyes can't see Zhang Tao's terrible appearance now. Well, even if Wenyi sees Zhang Tao, according to her tough nature, she will probably not be afraid.

"Tell me what's going on, and tell me as much as you remember."

Zhang Tao nodded and slowly said what happened in his memory.

The time is clearly fixed on the afternoon of the twenty-sixth of the year.

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"Zhang Tao!!! You can't forget that bitch! What's so good about her! Why can't I compare with her! You slept with me. I have wasted three years of my youth with you, and I have spent my life on you! Now you want to break up with me? I don't care about money. What I fall in love with is your people, not the money in your hand! You have money, but have I ever spent a penny on you these years? You patted your conscience and said, did you treat me badly, or did I steal the man behind your back! You don't love me, okay, I accept it. I love you. I'm stupid. I'm short-hearted, but you're by my side. I'm satisfied... I think it's worth it."

In a house in a community in C city, a beautiful girl is crying heartbreakingly. The person sitting on the sofa is Zhang Tao. He lowered his head and let the girl curse.

"Xiao Min, you have been very kind to me these years. However, I can't marry you. I can't forget her all these years. I don't want to marry someone I don't love. You can treat me as selfish, as an asshole or a beast. Let's get together and get together. I can give you the house, car and deposit. Anyway, it's my fault. I mistook you for her for so many years. But... she is getting married. The person she is going to marry will be brought this year. I can't accept it. I find that I still can't treat you as her. Do you understand?"

"I know... I can never compare with that woman. I've seen her, and I've seen her secretly. The woman said.

If someone who knows Wen Yi sees this woman, they will be surprised to find that the two really look alike.

The woman took out a fruit knife from her bag and put it on her left wrist. The voice said coldly, "Zhang Tao, do you remember what I told you after we were just together? I said, I'm a stupid woman. Don't let me down. I'll die to show you. It's only been a few years, and you will forget everything. So, I will die to show you now! I will make you feel guilty for the rest of your life!!!" When she said this, the woman shouted.

Zhang Tao suddenly raised his head and saw the woman stabbing the knife on her wrist.

"You're crazy!!" Zhang Tao suddenly jumped up and reached out to grab the knife.

The bridge is so simple and bloody. The woman wants to die, and Zhang Tao wants to save. In the process of competition, Zhang Tao stabbed a knife into the woman's chest.

The girl is dead...

Zhang Tao remembers that he once sniffed and heard the heartbeat. Even the memory after the body is cold still exists. But Zhang Tao doesn't remember what happened later.

I only remember that when I woke up again, he became like this.

And a scene of the girl's death kept appearing in his mind, which made Zhang Tao run to the room of the community.

The target was... the lively girl, happily and happily pounced on his arms, as if the death had never happened at all.

At that time, Zhang Tao also felt that he might have had a nightmare, but then he found that he had become a ghost, and the body of the once beautiful girl in front of him was constantly rotting in front of him! Zhang Tao felt that he was crazy! Or the world is crazy! God knows!

Zhang Tao escaped. He really ran away like a ghost.

Zhang Tao returned home crazily and committed suicide with a knife, electric door, and even drowning! But nothing happened, and his body couldn't even feel the pain.

Fear can make people evil and irrational.

Zhang Tao fell into fear and returned to the woman's house that night. In the woman's stunned eyes, she smashed the woman fiercely with the hazel she took...

A hammer...

A hammer...

A hammer...

Fiercely, with fear, shouting crazily, "Kill you, kill you!" Kill you!"

The hammer smashed the woman's face, chest and skull.

But the woman is still not dead! As if he didn't feel any pain, he stroked Zhang Tao's face so gently. Quietly endured the crazy Zhang Tao, cruel and cruel behavior.

It was until Zhang Tao stopped being crazy, and the woman's gentle voice came from the rotten and broken skull, just like before: "I know I'm dead, and I have already found that I'm dead. Become like you, rot all over, and I can't smell you anymore. What I eat is like chewing wax, and I don't even have to breathe. I think this is a chance given to me by God so that I can continue to choose to love you, or let me live again and forget you! But I love you. I thought you wouldn't see my rotten face. I love you so much. I forgot a lot of things, but I didn't forget you.

"I don't listen, I don't listen! It's terrible, it's ridiculous! I must be in a dream. How could I be like this? Why? Why is this so? Xiaomin, you are already dead. I remember I killed you. Why are you still alive? Why? I thought I was dreaming, but I was dead too! How did I die? Who can tell me?" Zhang Tao let go of the hammer in his hand and knelt on the ground.

"I definitely can't go out to meet people like this, can I? Find a place to bury me." Xiaomin raised her hand and grabbed Zhang Tao's trousers.

"Go away!!! Don't touch me!!" Zhang Tao jumped up in horror and stuck himself on the wall. What the hell is going on with him? Zhang Tao felt that he was crazy!

Then, as if he was a hindsight, he said to himself, "Yes, I must be crazy. How can a dead person speak? I'm going to destroy the corpse. I can't let anyone find out that I've killed someone. As he spoke, he got up to look for the pocket for the body.

What a terrible scene this is. A rotten man crazily swung a hammer and cruelly smashed another woman, and smashed a woman who should have been damned to die again, waved her arms and wanted to grab something, with the woman's resentful voice echoed in the empty living room.

The splashing carrion hung all over a corner of the living room, and a hammer head stained with carrion and black blood lay there quietly without moving.