Chapter 69 Chapter 69 The Last Curse

"Tang Yan, are you okay!" Yin Hui helped Tang Yan up, then put his ear to her chest, and listened. Well, and a heartbeat. Yin Hui smiled comfortably. "Just now...just now...what happened? Cough cough, cough cough." Tang Yan coughed violently twice, and then looked at Yin Hui in shock. "What about the female ghost?" Yin Hui snapped his fingers: "It's done!" "Oh?" Tang Yan opened her mouth in disbelief, and then fell into his arms happily.Sobbing happily: "So, I can still eat your cooking in the future?" Yin Hui laughed dumbly, and scratched the nose of the beautiful woman in his arms: "You! You know how to eat."

Back in the hall, everyone was sitting on the ground in all directions. The physical exertion just now was too great, especially for Yin Hui. After wearing the magic-sealing gloves, although his combat power soared like a plug-in, his physical strength was exhausted. It has also reached dozens of times the usual level. If it is not for the good physical fitness, I am afraid that the shock will have passed. Take off the magic sealing gloves and put them in your pocket.Of course, this is done in the blind spot of other people's perspectives. The Taoist magic weapon has extraordinary abilities and is easy to be used by people with ulterior motives, even those closest to you.

Changzhuang Funeral Parlor was newly opened, and there were not many employees there, not to mention that as a superstitious person, Zhuo Kai would not stay here all day long.There were only four of them in the entire hall.There is also a part-time security guard at the front desk, who is having a tryst with Zhou Gong outside, and has no idea what happened inside. "Hey, how about going to the amusement park next week?" Shen Feifei tugged at Yin Hui's ear. "Hmm! Not a bad idea." Yin Hui had nothing to do with this little lolita. "Really?" Tang Yan's eyes lit up.

"Hehe! What do you want to play, or play it from beginning to end?" Yin Hui smiled slightly. "Okay, okay!" Shen Feifei clapped her hands again and again, but Yin Hui gave her a supercilious look: "You are so excited, I didn't say to take you, at most I took you to the zoo, to be with the big bear! " "Hmph! I hate it!" Shen Feifei pouted. "Hmph! I hate it!" Yin Hui imitated her appearance and said while pinching his throat.The funny old Zhao Tou and Tang Yan laughed again and again. But at this moment, old Zhao's face suddenly changed, his eyes widened, and he looked at Yin Hui in disbelief.

"What's the matter, master?" Yin Hui was extremely puzzled seeing his master making such an expression. "No, it's another aura. It appeared at the scene of the car accident, but it's different from Zhang Xiuting..." Old Zhaotou muttered to himself, and at the end, his whole body shook violently, and he stood up abruptly. At the same time, his aging body leaped up with extraordinary vigor, and finally rushed towards Yin Hui. With a loud bang, the two fell to the ground at the same time. "Master, what's the matter with you?" Yin Hui struggled to stand up while supporting Old Zhao's head.

But before he could stand up, the joints of Old Zhao's head slapped, and Yin Hun's complexion changed, and where his right hand touched, a red letter '7' was imprinted on his master impartially. on the back. "How is it possible?" Yin Hui cried out in surprise, and looked up, only to find a child lying upside down on top of his head, grinning and making a face at himself. A head three times larger than the body, with sparse yellow hair, a rabbit-like three-petal mouth raised high, and a pair of blood-red eyes in his hands. Indeed, this is the real grimace. Anger twisted Yin Hui's entire face ferociously. He frantically stretched out his right hand. Immediately, countless flame-like flocs wrapped around the entire demon-sealing glove, and he immediately stood up. Before jumping away, he quickly grabbed its feet and pulled them down hard.Then the magic-sealing glove hit with all its strength, and there was a desolate roar from the corridor. Numerous spider web-like cracks appeared on the ghost child's body until it collapsed and turned into pieces.

Yin Hui knew that it had lost its soul, and that it would never be reborn forever! He knows this ghost child, it should be the thing in Zhang Xiuting's stomach, right? I blame myself for being careless, and I have neglected this point after thousands of calculations. Yin Hui smashed his forehead remorsefully, then half-run and half-fall rolled to Old Zhao's side. It was only at this time that he realized what Old Zhao was trying to do. If Old Zhao hadn't pushed him away, the word '7' would have sent him to hell. Like the ghost child who was solved by himself, he will never be reborn.

Taking off his gloves, Yin Hui helped Old Zhao up at a loss, only to see that the gray-haired old man was gushing blood-red foam from his mouth, but the expression on his face did not show the slightest pain, on the contrary, there was a hint of a smile . "Master, don't die, I'll take you to the hospital, I know, you're just joking with me, just vomit some tomato juice..." After finishing speaking, he knelt down and wanted to carry Old Zhao's head on his back. "Hehe! Kid, Master understands better than you. This curse is about to explode, and it's too late..." Old Zhao's intermittent voice came from beside his ears, but Yin Hui couldn't care about this, and there was endless grief in his voice: "Master , don't talk anymore, don't open your mouth, and rest at ease." Yin Hui's heart began to bleed.

Tang Yan and Shen Feifei also rushed forward one by one. "What are you waiting for, call 110, 120, or else, go find that man!" Yin Hui couldn't care less, and yelled angrily at the frightened two people. They knew that Yin Hui's spirit had completely collapsed, and at this moment, his reason was not clear. Yin Hui gritted his teeth and mobilized the strength in his body, trying to lift Old Zhao's head up, but just now, he used the magic-sealing glove twice in succession, and all the strength in his whole body had been drained away, so how could he get any more strength?

His tears fell, and his snot also fell, but his body still didn't respond at all... The rain, in this tragic autumn, is pouring down. Old Zhaotou was sent to the city hospital by Ouyang Xue in a police car. When he saw Ouyang Xue, the director allocated the best intensive care ward and a group of old-fashioned professional doctors without saying a word. But Yin Hui didn't care so much. At this moment, he was standing in front of the hospital bed full of sadness, with both hands tightly holding the old Zhao's hand that looked like dead bark, his voice was sobbing and choked, obviously he couldn't control himself anymore.

At this time, the dying old man opened his eyes slightly, and seemed to have some vitality again. His nostalgia for his apprentice made him reluctant to leave this world and return to the light. "Boy, why are you crying?" I only heard the vague voice from the old Zhao's throat. Of course, the voice was trembling, and the tone was very soft. Only Yin Hui who was nearby could hear it clearly, and I saw the old Zhao head smiling at him. He said softly: "In ancient times, it was a happy event for people to pass away after sixty, and those who were happy were the ones." "But" Yin Hui shook his head in pain and said, "You are not yet sixty, there is still one day left!" "Stupid, life, how can there be no regrets!" Zhao Deshui turned his head with difficulty, his vision was blurred, so he couldn't see who was behind Yin Hui, so he could only ask, "Tang Yan, Xiao Feifei, are you all okay?" Bar?" "Yes." Tang Yan stepped forward, holding Old Zhao's hand tightly, tears rolling down her cheeks, "We're all fine." "That's great." Old Zhao nodded in relief. She no longer had the strength to speak, but insisted on refusing to die, and just lay there quietly, looking at her husband blankly. Cultivating the Tao, as long as you have not cultivated the Tao, you are still a person after all. The electrocardiogram has become a straight horizontal line, emitting a harsh long sound. But this old man, I don't know where to give birth to a force.He actually insisted on not dying, until late at night, still holding Yin Hui's hand tightly and not letting go. Yin Hui originally cherished this last time very much, but seeing that his master was obviously holding on, he had already breathed in, and he was obviously in great pain, so he couldn't help but feel distressed again.Thinking that he still had any regrets, he asked softly, "Do you still want to see your relatives?" Old Zhao didn't dare to speak, because he was afraid of opening his mouth.This breath was let out, and seeing King Yan directly, he stared straight at Yin Hui. Yin Hui knew it wasn't, and asked again: "Is that Tang Yan?" Old Zhao still didn't blink, Yin Hui said, "That's... Shen Feifei?" Old Zhao still didn't blink, obviously not yet. Yin Hui thought for a long time, and said, "Could it be Director Zhou?" Still got a negative answer. Yin Hui couldn't figure it out now, but he was more sure that the master had some unfulfilled wish, so he could only ask, "What else is on your mind?" Old Zhaotou finally spoke, his voice was so weak that Yin Hui had to lean against his ear to hear: "What, time?" "What time is it?" Yin Hui looked around the room, but he couldn't find any timekeeping equipment. His mobile phone was out of battery, and the people in the room didn't have the habit of wearing watches. They didn't usually have anything to do. Now it was time to check, but he grabbed it Blind, he had no choice but to ask outside, "Ouyang Xue, what time is it?"