Boyfriend came to the door after amnesia

Chapter 73

Zhong Jiuli's head shook, how did he know that the soul-fixing pill was in his hand?Suddenly, he remembered the man he saw in the ghost market, who seemed somewhat similar to the man just now.He looked up suddenly, and the man froze from his sight, standing still in place.

Zhong Jiuli withdrew his gaze and looked at Yue Xiuqin: "What else do you know?"

Yue Xiuqin smiled slightly, with the pride of being sure to win: "The person who killed your mother, and the way to keep Song Ci alive."

Zhong Jiuli's outstretched hand was clenched suddenly, he raised his eyebrows and blinked, his eyes were burning with anger, but he calmed down quickly, and he looked at Yue Xiuqin coldly: "How do I know if what you said is true or not?"

Yue Xiuqin knew that Zhong Jiuli couldn't refuse his offer, so he was very determined. He took a sip of tea in a leisurely manner, and then said slowly, "Transfer."

Zhong Jiuli showed a puzzled expression.

Yue Xiuqin smiled, "It's normal if you haven't heard of it. This technique was banned more than 30 years ago. Nowadays, there are not many celestial masters who know this technique." He continued: "This person's life is like this candle, which burns day by day and year after year. When the time is running out, there will be very few candles left. But we can do it after this candle burns out." Before putting on a new candle."

Speaking of this, he showed a proud expression, "There are as many candles as there are people in this world. As long as I want, I can definitely live forever."

A trace of sarcasm flashed across Zhong Jiuli's face, "If this method is really as good as you said, do you still need the soul-fixing pill?"

Yue Xiuqin had been prepared for a long time, he sighed, and said: "No matter how good this method is, there is one thing, you have to bear the disaster of this life. I went for a check-up a few days ago - liver cancer, the doctor said that it has spread You said, how can I, who is already 'dead', still suffer from this disease? Presumably the original owner of this fate should have suffered this kind of disaster."

Zhong Jiuli didn't believe it, but he followed his words, "You want to use the soul-fixing pill to continue your life? How?"

Yue Xiuqin was extremely shrewd, he smiled and said nothing, "This has nothing to do with you."

Zhong Jiuli maintained a calm expression: "What if I don't agree?"

Yue Xiuqin's face froze, and then he said: "You don't want to know who killed your mother?"

Zhong Jiuli said coldly: "I will check myself."

After speaking, he got up and prepared to go out.

Yue Xiuqin pushed aside the chair and stood up, "What about Song Ci? You don't want to save him?"

When he said this, he looked up at the man who had been standing aside, and the man nodded.

Zhong Jiuli's head shook, he turned his head suddenly, his brows were furrowed together, "What do you mean?"

Yue Xiuqin showed a determined smile, "Literally, you give me the soul-fixing pill, and I'll tell you how to save him. We're both win-win." If you don't give it to me, I'll kill him."

Zhong Jiuli panicked for a moment, then thought of An Yan and felt relieved.

At this moment, Yue Xiuqin said to the man, "Bring it here."

Zhong Jiuli blinked slowly, and after a while, the man came back, holding a piece of white jade in his hand.The moment Zhong Jiuli saw the piece of jade, Zhong Jiuli's breath stagnated, and then a violent breath spread out. He raised his head suddenly, and stared at Yue Xiuqin with his eyes like sharp knives.

Yue Xiuqin saw his legs go limp and almost fell to the ground. He took two steps back and said in a trembling voice, "You don't want Song Ci's life anymore?!"

As soon as the words fell, a bullet passed through his head accurately, and warm blood scattered to the ceiling, and Yue Xiuqin fell to the ground with a bang.

Everyone was startled.

Zhong Jiuli quickly regained his senses, turned around and rushed into the house.

The door was wide open, and there was a mess inside. An Yan stood there in a daze. Zhong Jiuli glanced at him. He rushed over and asked sharply, "Where is Song Ci!?"

An Yan seemed to come back to his senses, he opened his round eyes, there was still a trace of water on the curled eyelashes, and he tremblingly said: "I saw Gu Qing."

Zhong Jiuli was shocked.

After a while he came back to his senses and was about to ask a question when a ray of light came from the mountain. He hurried to the yard and saw a car circling down the mountain.

He took the car keys and rushed out without thinking, and An Yan followed quickly.

The car stopped in the middle of the mountain, and when the two of them rushed all the way to the parking place, the car suddenly melted into a cloud of black mist and disappeared instantly, a mocking laugh came into Zhong Jiuli's ears.

Zhong Jiuli's face was extremely gloomy, and the suppressed Yin Qi rolled uncontrollably in his body.

He coughed, and a trail of blood ran down the corner of his mouth. He spat out the blood foam in his mouth, and searched for Song Ci's whereabouts expressionlessly.

However, Song Ci seems to have disappeared from this world.

He turned around and walked towards Shuiyunjian.

There was no living person in Shuiyun Jian, Yue Xiuqin and the bodyguards he brought were all shot to death, and died silently in this silent night.

Zhong Jiuli walked over the corpse and the blood all over the floor to the second floor. There was a person lying on his stomach at the door, with half a trail of blood trailing behind him. When he heard the movement, he raised his head with difficulty and made a rough and hoarse sound.

"it's me."

It was Zhong Jiuli who was slightly startled, it was the person who went to look for him today, and he said to An Yan behind him, "Can you save me?"

An Yan stepped forward, glanced at the man, and shook his head.

Zhong Jiuli leaned down and asked, "Who took Song Ci away? And who killed Yue Xiuqin?"

The man gasped and said: "Yue Mingyang." As soon as the words finished, he gasped for breath, after a while, he finally recovered, he shook his head, "Yes, it's his. "

Zhong Jiuli frowned, "Who is he?"

The man still shook his head, "No one has seen him except Master."

Zhong Jiuli's expression froze, did he kill someone to silence him?In order not to let him know who killed Gu Qing, but the murder seemed to have been premeditated.Obviously, Yue Xiuqin was just an abandoned pawn.

The man spat out a mouthful of blood, "Yue Mingyang betrayed us, those people didn't die at all, cough—"

After the words fell, a lot of blood gushed out of that mouth, and after that, he closed his eyes forever.

Zhong Jiuli took a step back, looked at this person expressionlessly, and then he walked into the room. After Yue Xiuqin died, he showed his original old appearance, haggard, and there was a smell of urine in the air—he Incontinent before death.

He frowned, and took out his mobile phone to call Dong Wei. It was late at night, and the phone rang for a long time before the sleepy voice came slowly: "Hello."

Zhong Jiuli said: "Yue Xiuqin is dead."

Dong Wei's breathing was obviously stagnant. After a long time, he came back to his senses and asked quickly: "What's going on?"

Zhong Jiuli's slightly sunken eye sockets were hidden in the darkness, only a frightening light burst out from his pupils.

"Murder to silence, he was used to transfer me away, and then took Song Ci away." After a pause, he continued: "Check out Yue Mingyang, he is the one who took Song Ci away."

Dong Wei's heart trembled when he heard Song Ci being taken away. At the same time, he also heard the unusual calmness in Zhong Jiuli's tone, and he was sensitively aware of a dangerous aura.

He swallowed and asked, "What are you going to do?"

Zhong Jiuli looked up at the cold moonlight outside the window, and said, "Just let me know that the meeting of elders has been brought forward."

Dong Wei froze, and after a while, he came back to his senses and said, "Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Zhong Jiuli turned around and left Shuiyunjian. He knocked on Lin Chao's door.

Lin Chao opened the door in a daze. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and yawned and asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhong Jiuli said coldly: "Pack up your things, we are going back."

Lin Chao was startled by the coldness in his tone, he came back to his senses, glanced behind Zhong Jiuli, and asked, "Where is Song Ci?"

An Yan hurriedly made facial expressions at him.

"Taken away by the market."

Zhong Jiuli said calmly.

Lin Chao blinked slowly, feeling the calm before the storm, he immediately packed up his things quickly, picked up the luggage with one hand, and hugged Chu Jiu who was still sleeping soundly with the other, "Okay."

Zhong Jiuli turned around and walked towards the middle of the mountain without saying a word.

After getting into the car, Zhong Jiuli galloped all the way with a blank expression on his face. The dim street lights quickly passed over his face, leaving behind bright or dark projections.

At this moment, a ghost shadow passed by, and Zhong Jiuli drove past without hesitation.

But the ghost quickly chased after him, Lin Chao swallowed in shock, he couldn't help turning his head to look at the ghost, he was startled, and said in a daze: "He seems to be calling you."

Zhong Jiuli's eyelids fluttered slightly, his eyeballs slightly raised, he glanced at the ghost in the rearview mirror, and suddenly stepped on the brakes.

The ghost quickly chased after him, and he knocked on the car window, his breath still a little unsteady.

Zhong Jiuli pressed the car window and looked at the ghost—the ghost he had seen the night before.

"The person who was with you was taken away, the license plate is 0791."

Zhong Jiuli wrote it down, thanked him, and was about to close the window when the ghost suddenly said, "Can you take me with you?" He paused, "There is someone in the car, I seem to know him."

Zhong Jiuli took a look at the ghost and said, "Get in the car."

The ghost showed a relieved expression, "Thank you."

Lin Chao was very interested in the ghost that appeared suddenly, and glanced at him several times.

The ghost smiled at him, and then his eyes fell on the ghost boy in his arms. He patted his head and said, "What's your name?"

Guitong blinked his dark eyes and said, "Ninth day of the lunar new year."

The ghost smiled, giving people the feeling of a spring breeze blowing against the face, which was very different from the ghost in Lin Chao's impression. He said, "My name is He Zijun."

At this time, Zhong Jiuli's voice suddenly sounded, "Why are you here?"

He Zijun met his gaze and explained: "After I left City Z, I had nowhere to go, so I thought that there was a lonely mountain in City L, and there were few people on weekdays, let alone ghosts, so I thought about taking refuge here. Unexpectedly, there was a sudden movement just now, I thought they were coming, so I ran away quickly, and unexpectedly saw your friend being arrested."

Zhong Jiuli withdrew his gaze, looked ahead, and continued: "Who is the person you saw? What's his name?"

He Zijun hesitated for a few seconds, he shook his head, and said honestly, "The speed is too fast, I can't see him clearly, but I'm sure, I know him."

He had a strange sense of familiarity with that person, as if he was looking at himself.