Food anchor teaches you how to raise ghosts

Xia Chun was a little confused after waking up, and pressed the sore eyes with the heels of his palms. After a few seconds, the lax consciousness gathered, and everything that happened last night became clear again.

After losing an arm, Song Xun didn't even yell, nor did he look at Tong Wei who was out of control.Xia Chun looked in the mirror while washing, but what he saw was blood.

"Honey, it's time for dinner. Get your little sleeve and I'll see what's left in it."

He said this line almost every morning, but today he didn't get a response.Xia Chun walked to the table and picked up the cigarette stick: "Aren't you still angry?"

This stinky brat has a big temper.Xia Chun had no choice but to smile bitterly, put down his cigarette stick and went outside to get two bowls of porridge, and when he came back to finish his share, the kid still didn't show up.

"Tsk," Xia Chun shook his head towards the cigarette stick, "Hunger strike, right? I don't care about you anymore."

He swayed out the door, and after closing the door, he immediately put his ear on the door and listened carefully to the movement inside.

People kept passing by on the road, looking at them with strange eyes.Xia Chun smiled naturally, and pointed at the door: "The child is disobedient, always doesn't like to eat, and he is not happy if you say a few words about him, hehe, I really can't do anything about him..."

Everyone understood that it was not easy for a young man to bring up children, and expressed sympathy for him.The uncle who likes to share his parenting experience actively told him a lot of experience, such as the child's cold is always bad, most of them are pretending, just beat him up.

Xia Chun listened with black eyes, and said to himself that you should keep this little chrysanthemum father's class for yourself, I really can't beat our "children", and I don't know who will beat who...

The little ghost went on a hunger strike awkwardly, and Xia Chun left helplessly.He went to Lu Zheng's office and wanted to ask where Song Xun was being held and what to do with it. Unfortunately, Captain Lu was not there. After inquiring, he found out that Lu Zheng had gone to visit Tong Wei.

Tong Wei kept crying last night. Everyone thought he was frightened and gave him a sedative.He still didn't wake up, lying quietly on the bed.

Lu Zheng sat on the chair in front of the bed, staring at the sleeping boy with strange eyes.

Before the end of the world, Lu Zheng was an atheist, had no interest in religion, and knew nothing about it.In fact, it's the same now, he can't figure out the complicated religious history and character relationships in Cui Jiangshu's mouth, and he doesn't know whether those high gods can save this hellish world.

He just needs faith, without this blind and persistent faith, he may not be able to move forward.I believe that other people are also like him, looking for spiritual comfort in the last days, in order to seek inner liberation.

Cui Jiangshu had saved them when they were dying, and since then Lu Zheng obeyed the priest.But this time, he couldn't agree with Cui Jiangshu's thinking and behavior of inviting Tong Wei in and treating him as a holy son.

He couldn't understand, couldn't accept, the boy in front of him made him feel sick and scared.

Lu Zheng's Adam's apple couldn't move, as if the saliva secreted in his mouth couldn't be swallowed.He stretched out his hand towards the young man in a daze, and pressed his callused and wounded fingers on the young man's slender neck, closing them bit by bit...

"Captain Lu, are you there?" Xia Chun knocked on the door a few times but no one responded, the door was unlocked, so he pushed the door open and walked in.The moment he walked into the room, he happened to see Lu Zheng retracting his hand quickly.

Xia Chun didn't know what Lu Zheng was doing before, but he felt that his expression was not good: "Did the Lu team not rest well, and interrogated that man overnight?"

Lu Zheng squeezed out a smile: "It was true that a lot of things were dealt with last night, but I haven't had time to interrogate the murderer. I'll go over and ask him what he did in sneaking in."

Xia Chun was very worried about Song Xun: "What happened to him, he bled so much..."

"Don't worry, the doctor has taken care of it. He is in good health and won't die." Lu Zheng looked at Xia Chun, he seemed to have a lot to say in his eyes, but he didn't know how to speak and remained silent.

Xia Chun: "Lu Li, Che Yihe..."

"Don't ask any questions now, wait for me by the last warehouse at nine o'clock in the evening." Lu Zheng approached Xia Chun and whispered, "Trust me, I won't let anyone hurt you."

Xia Chun didn't understand why he said that, and who would want to hurt himself.Lu Zheng didn't give him a chance to continue asking, and left quickly with a heavy face.

After waiting in the room for a while, Tong Wei still showed no signs of waking up, so Xia Chun left.The moment the door slammed, the young man's thin fingers snapped together, tightening the bed sheet under his hands, his protruding finger bones were bloodless.

Song Xun opened his eyes, and it took him a long time to adapt to the light.His eyes were a little blurry, he wanted to press his eyes, but he couldn't raise his hand as he wished.It was only after a few minutes that he remembered that his right hand and right arm had been smashed to pieces.

It's a terrifying ability.

Song Xun snorted and felt pain when his body moved.He stretched out his legs and looked around. There was nothing but taupe stone bricks and rusty pipes.On the opposite side is an iron door with movable windows, and there is a simple toilet in the corner. This place seems to be a prison or a dungeon.

Song Xun grinned self-deprecatingly.He used to catch others and put them in jail, but now it's the other way around.

He was not the only one in the dungeon, there were two other people sitting against the wall, with the same dull expression, and no desire to communicate with others.Song Xun fell asleep and woke up again. After repeating this, he was a little hungry.

His body was tired and empty from the blood loss, he didn't want to die yet, he still had things to do.

Song Xun licked the sticky upper and lower lips with the tip of his tongue, and spit out a series of hoarse and unpleasant syllables: "When will they bring us water and food?"

After a few seconds of silence, a man laughed like a neurotic attack. His eyes were bloodshot, and his strange smile added to the horror.

This person doesn't look like he's been imprisoned for a long time, and he shouldn't have collapsed so quickly.Although the other person was quiet, his condition was not necessarily very good. He looked straight up at the top of his head and muttered something.

Song Xun didn't have the energy to ask, so he closed his eyes to conserve his strength.It's just that the underground is too cold, and there is a fishy smell in the air, which is really unbearable.

Someone came at noon and only brought water, and only two bottles.Song Xun thought that someone would come to interrogate him, but after being stuffed with a bottle of water, no one cared.

The psychopath didn't get the water bottle and suddenly went crazy.The water man knocked him to the ground with the butt of his gun and dragged him out.

After Song Xun drank half a bottle of water in one breath, he realized that the reason why the man didn't get any water was because he no longer needed it.

In the empty underground, the slightest sound will evoke eerie echoes.Song Xun heard the faint cry, struggled to stand up, went to the door and pricked up his ears.Soon he realized that the sound was coming from the next door, and moved his ear to the wall.

The walls were very thick, so it was hard to hear clearly, and the screams soon died down. Just when he was about to sit back, there was a slight humming sound from the cracks in the wall, which was smooth and even for a while, and dull and stagnant for a while.Through the thick walls, it sounded a bit like an electric razor, but it must be loud on the other side.As Song Xun listened, a cold sweat rolled down his forehead.

Inexplicably, the outline of a large electric tool appeared in his mind. Although he told himself that it was impossible, he still felt his stomach twitching...

Xia Chun walked around the base, trying to find out where Song Xun was locked up, but all the people who asked him said they didn't know. He was afraid of arousing suspicion, so he didn't continue to ask.

He asked the uncle for a cup of hot water, wrapped his coat tightly and stood under a tree and said to the audience: "They reject me, guard against me, and treat me as an outsider. I am very sad."

"Hahaha, aren't you an outsider!"

"Exaggerated acting 233333"

"Anchor, be careful, don't let people notice that you are asking for it on purpose."

Xia Chun took a sip of hot water: "Which building do you think looks more like a prison cell?"

"The little shack behind the white house."

"I want to lock me up in the cafeteria!"

"Drawing the ground is a prison."

"Isn't there a small door behind the church? The cellar is more suitable for underground prison play."

"Pfft, that old driver in front, tell your story."

Xia Chun received his dinner and went back to his room, but he didn't move when he saw the previous one.He has always had a good temper, and now he is a little uncomfortable.

He tapped his chopsticks: "Aren't you going to eat with me in the future?"

After waiting for a while, he said again: "If you really don't want to eat, I will feed these meals..."

There are no dogs, cats, or fish here. He really doesn't know what to feed: "I feed the air and the earth."

The little ghost was determined to refuse to appear, Xia Chun lost his appetite, picked up his lunch box and left, all the way to the pond, poured cold food and cold dishes into it: "I wish for world peace."

The audience is persuading Xia Chun:

"Qianchun, don't be angry, the brat listens to you like that, just coax him."

"It's the first time the kid loses his temper, let him go."

"Son of a kid, Lao Gong can't be used to it, what ex-girlfriend and ex-boyfriend, hurry up and tell the truth, otherwise he won't be allowed to go to bed!"

Sitting by the trestle bridge, Xia Chun didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "What are you talking about? I'm not angry with him, but I don't understand why he refuses to see me. I can return the rosary to him, and I don't have to ask if he doesn't want to talk, but he Don't tell me anything, am I not trustworthy?"

The audience tried their best to comfort him, Xia Chun heaved a long sigh, picked up a small stone and threw it into the water.There were small ripples on the surface of the water, which spread around in circles. He didn't know if it was an illusion or what, but he felt that there was much less leftovers floating on the water than before.

Just as he was staring at the continuous ripples, the water under his feet suddenly surged. Before he could see clearly, one of his ankles hanging under the trestle was grabbed and pulled hard, and his whole body was shaken. Sliding into the water, the back of the head still hit the bridge.

It was dark for a second before his eyes, and after recovering, he still couldn't see anything clearly, the water was very muddy, and he could only vaguely see some shadows floating around, as if it was boundless.

The hand on the ankle was released quickly, but he never had a chance to float.Countless hands touched him, and no matter which direction he turned, he couldn't escape.

In the chaos, he was hugged tightly, his already flustered mind instantly collapsed, and he swallowed a few mouthfuls of water uncontrollably.He struggled to force himself to stabilize, and when he was about to hold his last breath, a face that was so rotten that it was almost a skeleton was pressed against him.

There was no flesh left on this face, but because the remaining skin was swollen and white from the water, it looked extremely fat.Xia Chun was so frightened that his heart trembled, he reflexively pushed towards the face, and as soon as his hand touched it, he tore off the last thin layer of rotten flesh, and pulled it together with the skin on the top of his head. go down.

Before he had a chance to feel sick or terrified, the skeleton opened its mouth and bit him in the face.

The fluctuating water surface suddenly calmed down, like a lump of solidified green mud, which could not be blown by the wind.After a second of dead silence, streaks of white light shot out from under the water, the bottom of the pool vibrated violently, and the water surface surged manically like boiling.

The filthy pond boiled and boiled, and the overflowing water rushed to the shore. It took a long time before it gradually calmed down, and the streaks of white light emitted from the water also disappeared.

After a while, Xia Chun suddenly surfaced and swam to the shore.He was dripping from head to toe, looking terrified, and after a few breaths, he vomited with a whoosh.

His eyes went black, and his heart and body were suffering unimaginable pain.If he was not afraid of falling into his vomit, he would have passed out with his eyes closed.

After throwing up all the contents in his stomach, Xia Chun retched a few times, stood up and said to the audience who were still watching the live broadcast: "Sorry, I made your eyes hurt again."

"Hold Brother Chun tight, what happened just now, it suddenly went dark."

"Honey, it's good that you're fine, you scared me to tears!"

"How did the anchor fall into the water?"

"Isn't Alcohol very good at water? Why did it take so long to swim up?"

"Don't make it so exciting all the time, I have a bad heart T_T"

It was too dark underwater, Xia Chun couldn't see clearly what was going on inside at first, until the white light came on, he almost vomited his soul out while being furious.

There were no less than twenty zombies under the pond, their ankles were all locked by chains nailed to the bottom of the pond, and they were floating around in the pond like water plants.When they realized that a living person had fallen into the water, they all opened their eyes and stretched out their rotting arms towards him.

Judging from their appearance, they should have been soaked in water for a long time.Because he couldn't die, he looked like he was under the curse of eternal life.

When the zombie that grabbed him bit him on the face, he thought he was dead, but he didn't expect that white light came out of his body, turning all the zombies at the bottom of the pool into dust.

After Xia Chun calmed down, he took out the string of rosary beads from his pocket.Those white lights that saved him were emitted by the rosary beads. This is really a miraculous treasure. He should not only thank Yan Fu, but also the original owner of the rosary beads.

After the trembling of his limbs stopped, he ran to the agreed place regardless of getting soaked.He still remembers what Lu Zheng said on the trestle that day, Lu Zheng said it was a habit, and he just prayed that they would come back safely after going out.Now it seems that apart from "habits", everything else is bullshit.

How perverted must a person be to "raise" a pool of zombies?No matter how terrifying or disgusting they were, they were once human beings, and it was not their will to become human-eating monsters.Lu Zheng's approach is more terrifying than zombies following instinct to eat people.

But deep down in Xia Chun's heart, he didn't want this to be really what Lu Zheng did.He always thought that Lu Zheng was a good person, a person who would stand up when he was in danger, and would not hesitate to stand in front of his companions, just like his former captain.

He had to ask Lu Zheng for clarification.

A few minutes before the appointed time, Xia Chun ran to the building and hid in the shadows.The night wind was blowing with frost, which instantly froze him completely, but he still didn't want to go back and change his clothes first, lest he might miss Lu Zheng by accident.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, Lu Zheng still didn't show up.Xia Chun became more and more anxious, always a little uneasy.He stamped his feet and wandered to keep out the cold, when he suddenly saw some dark marks in the corner of the wall.

He walked over and touched it with his hands. It was wet and somewhat sticky liquid. He put it on his nose and smelled it. The smell of blood made his heart tighten.

Behind the building, there is an open space where sundries and waste are piled up, and the mess is piled up into a hill.Xia Chun followed the bloodstains and walked over, and saw a person sitting there beside a pile of wood.

"Lu Zheng?" Xia Chun called out tentatively, walked up to see the man's situation clearly, a chill colder than the night wind made him shiver.

Lu Zheng leaned against a pile of broken wooden planks, clutching his stomach as he struggled to breathe.The blood under his body was scarlet and dazzling, dyeing the ground red.Xia Chun squatted down to check his abdomen, and when he saw clearly the wound he was pressing, his heart sank.

Xia Chun couldn't bear to look at his slit stomach, nor could he bear to look at his distorted face due to pain, but he had to force himself to face him: "Lu Zheng, don't sleep, tell me what happened to you, what did you do to you?" Whoever did this kind of thing, have you seen clearly?"

Lu Zheng's consciousness was already very weak, but the moment he recognized Xia Chun, his dim eyes lit up.He opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound, only made a "go" mouth shape.

Xia Chun thought he was warning himself that the murderer was still nearby, and staying here would be dangerous.Xia Chun took a deep breath, pressed Lu Zheng's shoulder, pulled out the saber from his short boots, stood up and looked around.

The junkyard was so quiet, but he could feel something close by.There was a row of sundries not far in front of him, and he vaguely heard a rush of panting coming from there.

He held his breath and approached slowly with light steps, the voice became a little clearer, it sounded very depressed, but it also revealed excitement that couldn't be concealed, it looked like a beast, or a zombie, or something else, in short, let People's hairs stand on end.

Xia Chun felt a pair of eyes watching him, and every part of his body became tense. He gradually approached, slowly walked around the pile of debris, and when he turned around, he suddenly exerted force, ready to fight with someone.

However, there was nothing in front of him, only messy waste products.As he jumped over, the sound of panting and the feeling of being peeped disappeared together, and everything just seemed to be just his hallucination.

After confirming that there was indeed nothing around, he quickly returned to Lu Zheng's side.Facing a dying person, he couldn't express all his doubts, and finally he just said: "Where is Song Xun imprisoned? Is he still alive?"

Lu Zheng was so angry that he stared at Xia Chun with a pair of lifeless eyes, as if he wanted to imprint him in his eyes and mind, and leave this world with what he saw before he died. The remaining light spots slowly extinguished.

Xia Chun couldn't tell what it was like in his heart, but watching a living person die little by little, it was always unbearable.What Lu Zheng said at the end, he could only vaguely recognize the word "be careful", but he didn't know what to be careful about.

Looking around in a mess, I can't tell if there are many people fighting or rolling around alone.There was no murder weapon in the pool of blood. Did the murderer take the knife with him this time?

Wait... Xia Chun's spine passed through a chill. Lu Zheng is a very special supernatural being who can transform into a steel-armored monitor lizard. Even the body bomb that shattered people's bones only injured him.Once he's on the defensive, what knife can slice through his body?

Xia Chun carefully removed Lu Zheng's arm covering his abdomen to identify the shape of the wound. His abdomen was not directly cut open like Chen Qi's, but more like it was inserted and pulled out by several sharp instruments at the same time, and the flesh was all rotten. , Shocking and disgusting.

A bold guess arose in his mind, but this guess was even more terrifying.

Lu Zheng's body became stiff in the cold wind, Xia Chun reached out to help him close his eyes, but before his palm touched his skin, several beams of light suddenly shot from behind, and someone shouted: "Put down the knife, stand slowly stand up."

Xia Chun: "..." He squatted beside Lu Zheng with a knife in his hand, his body was covered with blood, and even he felt like a murderer.

Several team members stepped forward to take away his knife, and when they saw clearly that the deceased was Lu Zheng, their faces were stained with a layer of hatred and resentment, they didn't give Xia Jun a chance to speak at all, wishing they could execute him on the spot.

"Wait a minute," Che also rushed over, and after briefly looking at Lu Zheng's body, he turned to Xia Chun and said, "What did you do?"

Xia Chun: "Of course it's not me. Look at the wound on his abdomen, does it seem like my saber can get it out?"

Che also let out a sneer from his nasal cavity.He stared at Xia Chun, as if judging whether he was lying, and said after a while: "It's really not like."

Xia Chun heaved a sigh of relief, and when he was about to let go, Che Yi grabbed his arm, pressed it against his back and whispered, "So how did you kill Lu Zheng?"

God damn it!Xia Chun gritted his teeth: "It's not me, believe it or not."

Che also nodded, and said to the surrounding team members: "Lock him up, and I will report to the priest."

Xia Chun: "..." What a shame!

It wasn't until he was locked in the dungeon that Xia Chun knew that this underground space was not only used to store supplies, but also equipped with prisons.After he was pushed into the cell, he immediately saw Song Xun sitting in the corner with a black face and godlike face.

Xia Chun live-streamed "Flying Snow in June" in the dungeon, and gave a cool song to himself and his inmates.He walked up to Song Xun to check: "Are you okay?"

"I can't die," Song Xun replied flatly, "It's you, why did you come in?"

Xia Chun sat down in front of him: "I am wronged."

Song Xun closed his eyes and smiled, "What about your son?"

Speaking of the little ghost, Xia Chun's head got bigger, and he sighed with his forehead: "I'm not worried about his safety, no one can touch him. But he got angry with me and ignored me all day."

Song Xun: "..." This father and son are really big-hearted, no matter what the situation is, they only care about the little things between each other.

After waiting for a while, Song Xun thought that Xia Jun finally started to worry about his own life and death, Xia Jun hugged his knees and sighed: "I miss my son so much."

Song Xun: "..."

There is also a man with dull eyes in the cell, and his existence can be completely ignored.Xia Chun lowered his voice: "Song Express, do you know of any way to take away a person's ability?"

Song Xun looked at Xia Chun warily: "What do you want to do?"

Xia Chun: "Tsk, what eyes, I don't like your neon lights."

He told Song Xun about the changes in Che Yi's body, and the other party felt incredible after hearing it, saying that he had never heard of such a thing.

Song Xun: "Is there any smoke?"

Xia Chun took out a pack of horrible cigarettes from his pocket: "I stumbled just now, why don't you dry it off?"

"...You can say 'falling into the water'." If possible, Song Xun hoped that the dungeon would be separate, "But I'm afraid you and I won't be able to wait until it dries up."

Song Xun sneered, and described the terrifying sound effect he heard before.

After hearing this, Xia Chun was terrified, rushed to the door and shouted: "Son, come and see Dad for the last time!"