Chapter 5 The Attack of Living Corpses

It's time to go to work in the afternoon, and there is not even half a figure in the parking lot. The leather shoes stepped on the ground and made rhythmic footsteps, echoing in the empty space, showing a little silence.

Yong Bowen has always disliked places like underground parking lots.

From his professional perspective as a heavenly master, the underground parking lot has no sunshine all year round, is humid and dark, and has little popularity. It is definitely a good place for unclean things.

And the office building where he is located is in a low-lying area. On the horizontal line, it is at least one meter lower than the foundation of other nearby buildings, so that all the damp air within a few miles of radius gathers. Therefore, the underground parking lot here is particularly cold. Even if you walk in here on a hot dog days, you can't help shivering.

Yong Bowen walked familiarly to the white Chery parked in the center of the parking lot, got on the car and started, and slowly stepped back out of the parking space.

With a bang, the car body shook, and a figure coming out of nowhere was crashing into the rear of the car and then fell back.

"It's unlucky!" Yong Bowen couldn't help dropping the steering wheel and felt a little annoyed. He didn't reverse the car fast, which was basically equivalent to a turtle crawling, but the man rushed out as fast as if he was eager to be reincarnated. It was clear that he took the initiative to hit the car. Generally speaking, people who can do this only try to maliciously blackmail in addition to their brains. He had heard of this kind of thing before, but he didn't expect that he would encounter it in person one day.

Although Yong Bowen maliciously guessed the purpose of the other party, he couldn't ignore it when he hit someone and had to get out of the car. When he turned to the car, he saw that the man was still lying on the ground motionlessly. He couldn't see his face, but the clean and neat security uniform was particularly eye-catching. He couldn't help but be stunned, and his heart was a little drumming.

No matter how bad the security guard is, he won't do such a thing as car crash and extortion, unless he doesn't want to do this business in the future.

"Sir, are you all right?" Yong Bowen walked to him and bent down to push the security guard. When his hand pressed on the back of the security guard, he felt that his tentacles were cold and stiff, and his heart moved. He was shocked and instinctively retreated.

The security guard, who had not moved, stood up almost at the same time. His body did not move his hands and feet, just like a spring under his body, and crashed into Yong Bowen very quickly.

Yong Bowen was stunned. In a hurry, his whole body fell back and fell to the ground heavily.

But the security guard did not stop, and then fell down at Yong Bowen, pressing him into a photo.

Yong Bowen rolled on the ground in a hurry, and then heard the muffled sound beside him, and the dust flew ashes. The security guard had hit the ground. Hearing this, he definitely fell lightly.

At this time, the two were lying side by side. Yong Bowen turned his head and looked, and the security guard also turned his head at the same time. The two happened to face each other.

The muscles on the security guard's face were stiff and strangely twisted, with a strange dead gray. Although he was close to Yong Bowen, there was only a dead silence in his pale eyes like dead fish.

"You..." Yong Bowen spoke in shaler, but he only had time to say such a word. The security guard leaned his head forward, like a mad dog, and opened his mouth to bite!

Yong Bowen suddenly shrank his head, and his white teeth with a strong smell of rottenness rubbed against the tip of his nose, and his upper and lower teeth collided together, making a crisp sound. He was shocked and frightened. He flew up without thinking and fell into the security guard's lower abdomen.

With a bang, this kick was kicked deep into the security guard's lower abdomen.

There was a beast-like roar in the security guard's throat, with his hands and legs folded and clamped, firmly forked Yong Bowen's neck and waist, and struggled to pull the card.

Yong Bowen was pinched so that his face turned red, he opened his mouth and spit out his tongue. His breathing became more and more difficult. His chest seemed to explode. His fists were pounded randomly. With a bang, the memory hit the security guard's face and hit the dead face like a pig's head.

The security guard was unmoved, but just grabbed Yong Bowen's throat, and his legs couldn't help retracting.

Suddenly, there was a soft sound, as if he had pierced a thick layer of kraft paper. Yong Bowen's foot, which kicked into the security guard's lower abdomen, was squeezed out of his back.

Yong Bowen hit randomly a few times without any effect. His hands gradually became weak, and he couldn't care much in a hurry. He tried his best to pinch the gossip finger and move the five thunder spells. Hearing the roar and muffled sound, an electric light burst between the two people who were entangled in the fight. In the scream, the two bodies bounced back at the same time, and the strong burnt smell rose in an instant.

The security guard was so electric that he flew back far away and hit the cement column before falling to the ground. At a glance, he was burnt all over, and there was a big hole in his stomach, as if the intestines of a bundle of rotten rope were exposed back and forth. The situation was really miserable. But it was not the security guard who screamed, but Yong Bowen. Just now, the two of them were entangled. His five thunder spells were an indiscriminate attack. Although he hit the security guard, he was also blackened by electricity, and the smoke was coming out. He was in pain for a while, which was in response to the old saying of self-inflicting.

Yong Bowen screamed a few times. Before he could recover from the suffocation caused by the pain all over his body, he saw the heavily injured security guard suddenly bounced up from the ground and strode back up as if nothing had happened.

"What is this? A living corpse? Zombies? A walking corpse?" Yong Bowen usually specializes in catching ghosts. He doesn't know much about avoiding evil spirits and destroying corpses. Usually, he just read books. Now when it's really used, his eyes are naturally blackened, and he deeply understands the practical significance of the old saying that when the book is used, he hates less.

However, this deadly moment is not a good time to take regret medicine. Yong Bowen didn't think much about it. He quickly turned over and got up from the ground and looked at both sides. When he saw the fire cabinet on the wall, he immediately limped over, broke the glass with his elbow, took out the fire axe, turned around and saw that the security guard was moving step by step. The speed was not as fast as when he crashed the car just now. Obviously, the five thunders method of human ghosts and demons all caused a lot of damage to him.

Yong Bowen cut the axe in his hand. He immediately had a bottom in his heart and did not run away. Instead, he rushed up to the security guard.

The security guard obviously did not have the thinking ability of human beings to adapt to changes. He watched Yong Bowen rush up with a sharp weapon, and his eyes showed that he was not good, and he did not escape. He still rushed forward with his hands in a daze.

Naturally, Yong Bowen would not be polite to this corpse. When he rushed to him, he immediately raised his hand and fell.

With a click, the cold light flashed, and the security guard's head rolled into the air. But the security guard took the opportunity of Yong Bowen to cut his head and grabbed him by the neck and carried his whole body into the air, as easily as a chicken.

Yong Bowen was so pinched that he rolled his eyes and immediately waved an axe to chop off the security guard's hand around his neck.

Although the security guard had no head, his reaction was still flexible. His right hand was cut off, and his left hand then stretched out and pinched his opponent's neck. It seemed that he had a deep hatred for Yong Bowen's neck, and he was very eager to cut it off.

Yong Bowen was pinched with anger and lung gas, and the sharp axe danced wildly. In the blink of an eye, all the remaining three limbs of the security guard left the body. Yong Bowen suddenly fell to the ground, and his buttocks seemed to crack into eight petals. He tore off the two broken hands pinched around his neck, rubbed his buttocks, and stood up with the axe. Seeing that the security guard's body, which was cut like a meat stick, was still squirming, he threw the axe, took out the ancient book in his arms, turned over to the relevant chapters, and took several minutes to find the corpse determination method, and then bit his fingertips. He drew a blood symbol on the security guard's body and muttered a few sentences, and the security guard finally calmed down.

Yong Bowen was relieved. He sat on the ground and gasped violently. He took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and stuffed it into his mouth, and then took out a lighter to ignite it. But his hand trembled so much that he couldn't light the cigarette for a long time. Finally, he could only throw the fire extinguisher to the ground, hold the smokeless cigarette in his hand, and look at the broken body of the security guard in a while.

The scattered corpses were scattered all the ground, but not even a drop of blood flowed out. At the smooth wound cut by the axe, the muscles were strangely pale, and the blood vessels were broken out of it, which was actually empty!

Yong Bowen couldn't help feeling a burst of nausea and spit it out. When he vomited for the first time, he could no longer suppress it. He lowered his head and vomited. It was not until he vomited until only water was left, and his stomach returned to an empty and original state. He sat for a moment, waiting for the fear and pain on his body to ease slightly. He raised his spirits, barely stood up, gathered the pieces of the corpses together, took out a paper charm, and gently shook it and threw it on the pile. The pile of corpses burned like being poured with gasoline.

The corpse fire flashed a strange dark yellow light, reflecting Yong Bowen's face uncertainly. If this matter has nothing to do with catching ghosts in the morning, you really won't even believe the ghosts. The development of the matter is obviously beyond what he had imagined before.

Will such retaliation follow from now on? Will this kind of revenge not only be limited to him, but also extend to his relatives and friends?

As soon as he thought of this, his heart was shocked. He hurriedly took out his mobile phone and pressed the shortcut number key in the front.

"Du...Du..." There was a sound of standby on the phone, and Yong Bowen's mood became more and more nervous with this sound.

"Hello?"

The familiar and beautiful sound finally came from the other side of the phone.

Yong Bowen was relieved and swallowed his saliva to moisten his nervous, dry and astringent voice. Then he asked in a calm tone, "Sister Xiaoyun, what's the matter with you?"

Ellie Yun gasped a little and said, "What can I do? I'm waiting for you at the clinic. Come here quickly... Ah!"

Halfway through the phone suddenly turned into a short scream, and then all the sounds disappeared.

The muscles on Yong Bowen's face jumped, and he felt that his heart seemed to stop beating in an instant.

Damn, that guy really went to Xiaoyun for revenge!

Yong Bowen cursed fiercely and ran back to the car in three steps and jumped into the car. The cheap Chery minicar then rushed away with a whirlwind like a sports car.

It takes three streets to get from the office building to Ai Liyun's small clinic, and it usually takes 20 minutes to be completed by Yongbo in ten minutes. The price is to run three red lights in a row and wipe the poor car with scars.

There are still hundreds of meters away from the clinic. Yong Bowen has seen that there is not even a ghost in front of the clinic, which is usually full of people, which makes his heart tighten, and his hand holding the steering wheel can't help shaking.

"Don't be okay." Yong Bowen kept praying to all the gods and Buddhas who knew their names.

The car stopped at the door of the clinic with wheels rubbing the ground.

Yong Bowen rushed out of the car and took two steps to the door, but there was a "suspension of business" sign hanging on the door. When he listened, the door was silent. Regardless of the surprised eyes of others nearby, he flew to the door without thinking.

With a crisp sound, the door was kicked into a deep footprint by this kick with the strength of the inner family, and it was hit inward.

The room was in a mess, as if it had just been blown by a tornado. Everywhere the snow-white medical record was scattered, the waiting chair was crooked, and the reception desk leaned against the wall with one foot.

"Sister Xiaoyun!" Yong Bowen shouted and searched in the other. The whole clinic is empty. Except for the reception room, the other rooms are as neat as usual. Obviously, Ailiyun should have been suddenly attacked in the reception room.

Yong Bowen walked around the room, returned to the reception room, picked up a chair and sat down, forced himself to calm down, thought slowly for a moment, and tried to play Ai Liyun's mobile phone again, but the message came out that it was "it has been turned off or not in the service area". He thought for a moment and tried to broadcast the phone calls of several nurses in the clinic. This time, it was broadcasted, but the three nurses said that Dr. Ai would give them a holiday after coming back at noon, saying that they would have a rest in the afternoon.

He picked up his mobile phone in disappointment, stood up and checked the reception room carefully again. He found that although the room was messy, nothing was damaged, which showed that it must have happened suddenly and short.

"Sister Xiaoyun has been practicing medicine and martial arts since she was a child. She can't get close to three or five people. How can she miss her face-to-face? Is there a ghost coming in?

When he thought of this, he stood in the center of the reception room, pinched his gossip fingers, and shouted, "Bow."

Four golden lights rose from the four corners of the room. Like a snake, it quickly climbed along the wall to the center of the roof. The part above his head converged into a ball and burst open with a bang. The golden light flowed quickly against the wall like water. In the blink of an eye, it covered the four walls, and even the doors and windows were covered. , and then slowly disappeared.

This is the rune array set by Yong Bowen when Ai Liyun just bought a clinic here, which can exorcise evil spirits and increase luck.

"The four elephants are still fighting against evil, and ghosts can't come in. That is to say, it must be a person who came in..." He thought about it and searched the reception room for the third time and tried to find the traces of fighting. But he did not find any trace left by the fight, but there was a discovery that calmed his panic a little.

He didn't find any blood stains indoors.

Since there are no traces of fighting head and no blood stains, it is very likely that Ai Liyun is alive.

It is likely that the person who came came into the house pretended to be a patient, and then took advantage of Ai Liyun's phone call distraction, suddenly got into trouble, knocked him down and took him away.

"What should I do now? Call the police? Do you want to inform Uncle Ai?" Yong Bowen then denied these two ideas.

What do you say about calling the police? Could it be that he caught a ghost and was attacked by a corpse, so he was worried that his girlfriend would also be retaliated? If he wants to say so, he doesn't know whether the police will file a case, but it is certain that he will definitely be sent to a mental hospital.

Inform Ai Liyun's parents that in addition to frightening them, it will not help them solve the problem.

It seems that you can only rely on yourself.

His only clue is Fei Mo, who walked into his life with the inhaler on his back. Only when you find Fei Mo can you have a chance to find the person who harmed him. But at that time, Fei Mo left in a hurry and did not leave his contact information. It seemed that he had to go to the master Liu to inquire about it, but since Master Liu thought he was robbing business, how could he tell him the contact method of Fei Mo? With the legendary character of Master Liu, even if Yong Bowen knelt down, he would not say it.

"Fei Mo..." Yong Bowen felt a little embarrassed and said the name repeatedly. Suddenly, he felt that the name was a little familiar. In the morning, because his mind was all attracted by the inhaling ghosts and ghosts, he didn't notice this. Now when he thinks about it carefully, he feels as if he had heard the name somewhere before.

"Kid, do you dare to take over Mr. Fei's business? You don't look at how many pounds you have, and then find out who Mr. Fei is!"

What Liu Yi said at the door of the elevator suddenly jumped out, which moved his heart. At that time, he didn't care too much, but in retrospect, Fei Mo should be a very famous and powerful figure. Otherwise, Liu Yi would not have said so, let alone behaved as if he was trying to please his master when sending Mr. Fei out.

But how Ren Yongbo said he racked his brains to recall that he couldn't remember where he had heard of the name. He was so anxious that he turned around a few times and suddenly rushed out of the door, ran to a newspaper and magazine booth by the roadside, squeezed his head through the window and asked, "Boss, is there any newspaper about Fei Mo?"

The owner of the newsstand was sitting there looking at a magazine. He looked up when he heard the sound, he saw a big black and still a little muddy bag squeezing in through the window. He was so scared that he jumped up and escaped from the newsstand and ran a few steps. Seeing the sunshine around, he couldn't help touching it. His head said to himself, "No, how can there be ghosts in the daytime?" At that moment, he turned around and looked in the direction of the newsstand, but he saw a guy who was black from head to toe as if he had just climbed out of the coal pile and stood in front of the window looking at him.

"Damn, I'm scared to death." The boss muttered dissatisfiedly, turned around and walked back and said, "Kid, remember to take a shower after ash in the future. Don't you know that people are scared to death?"

"I'm sorry, I have something urgent." Yong Bowen knew that his image was terrible now, and he was not in the mood to care about the impolite words of the boss of the newsstand, "Does the boss have any news about Feimo?"

The newsstand boss said, "Of course. What do you want?"

Yong Bowen didn't expect that he could really find out in this way. He couldn't help but be happy and said without thinking, "I want all aspects."

"Really? Wait a minute." The owner of the newsstand's eyes lit up, bent down and tossed for a while, picked up a lot of newspapers and magazines, and put them in front of Yong Bowen, "These are all from the past two days."

"So much?" Yong Bowen was shocked, "How much is it?"

"A total..." The owner of the newsstand pressed the calculator for a long time. "Two hundred and one-one-one-yuan triangle, you buy more, erase the fraction, and count it as two hundred and sixty."

The boss spoke cheerfully, and his face seemed to be blooming happily. He probably hasn't met such a big buyer since he started operating the newsstand.

Yong Bowen touched his pocket and asked awkwardly, "I only have 100 yuan. Can you make it cheaper..."

"No." The owner of the newsstand refused, "It's not the same price. I've already wiped the penny for you. This is a small business. How much money can I make by buying a magazine?"

Yong Bowen hesitated to look at the pile of magazines and glanced at the cover of the top Caijing magazine, which turned out to be Fei Mo, with a eye-catching headline next to it, "Famous Entrepreneur, Chairman Fei Mo of Xiyangjing Group". He quickly grabbed the magazine and saw that the price was ten yuan, so he took out ten yuan and threw it to the boss. "Then I'll just buy this one." After saying that, turn around and leave.

The boss of the newsstand was stunned for a long time. Seeing that the big business flew like this, he couldn't help shouting, "Oh, don't you go. Don't you say you can buy it all? The price is negotiable. If it doesn't work, I'll calculate it less. I'll calculate it for you two hundred and fifty..."