The cheongsam beauty becomes a god after the end of the law

Chapter 59 59. Beggar
  He Chongtian didn't go too far and leaned against the wall of the corridor.

After the doctor woke up, he persuaded him to let him go by persuading him a lot of money and accepting responsibilities.

Time passes the slowest when you are counting time.

When Chen Xiangjin went in for two hours, he heard her screams of pain.

He immediately ran to the door and hesitated before opening the door.

Chen Xiangyin asked him to believe her and not to go in no matter what sound he heard.

Do you want to believe her?
  He retracted his hand, turned around and leaned against the door, lighting a cigarette impatiently.

His mind was filled with images of Agarwood being torn to pieces.

Time passed, and no more movement from Agarwood was heard inside.

As night fell, his hair was a little messy.

After smoking the last cigarette in the cigarette box, my body slid down and squatted down.

What doesn't Chen Xiangyin want him to see? What else is she hiding?
  No, I can't listen to her!

No matter what he heard or saw when he opened this door, he could forget it and not ask about it, but he had to make sure she was still alive first!

He Chongtian quickly stood up and went to open the door. The moment his hand touched the door, the door slowly opened from the inside.

In the darkness, Agarwood lowered her head. Her jasmine white cheongsam was stained red with blood, like red flowers blooming. Big tears rolled down from her dead eyes, washing away the blood on her face.

She moved slowly, like a zombie.

At this time, Chen Xiangyin's head was in chaos, as if it was going to explode.

Another marquee, going in the opposite direction from Huangquan Road, with endless tears.

My whole body was bone-chillingly cold, so cold that I was trembling, so cold that I couldn't feel my own existence.

"Crane reaches the sky." She shouted weakly, then she leaned towards him and put her hands through his coat to hug him.

Her body was so hot, and her figure was so tall that she could curl up in the gaps in her suit to keep warm.

Her ear was close to He Chongtian's heart, and her violently beating heart gave her a sense of solidity as she gradually fell to the ground.

But she was not satisfied, she wanted more warmth, wanted to be burned, and was so greedy that she wanted to be integrated into the flesh of this hot body.

He Chongtian caught a glimpse of the tear in her cheongsam on the side of her waist, and said in a low voice calmly, "Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Chen Xiang shook his head, "I want to go home."

……

Shen remembers tailoring.

Agarwood leads to a hot shower in the bathroom.

He Chongtian was sitting on the small one-meter-two-meter-wide bed by the window.

The bed was narrow and low, but very soft. He stared at it for a while and pulled at the collar with some warmth.

Shift your attention to observe Chen Xiangyin's room.

This was the second time he came up, the last time he was tied to the middle pillar.

They were simple and poor, and they didn't even have anything to keep warm in the cold winter.

But the dim light bulbs gave the room a warm color, which was quite cozy.

Just now Chen Xiangyin came out of the door with a frighteningly low body temperature. He covered himself in the corridor for more than ten minutes without getting warm.

How can a living person have such a low body temperature?

What happened inside Agarwood?
  What happened to He Xiaofang?

His mind was in a mess. The closer he got to Shen Xiangyin, the more he was led by her, and now his emotions would be affected by her.

There was no trace of the clues he was looking for.

He didn't raise his eyes when the bathroom door opened.

Chen Xiang led himself to climb onto the bed, and he caught a glimpse of a delicate bare foot.

He stood up and turned his back: "Call me after you have rested."

"No need." Chen Xiangyin said in a thin voice, "You said that He Xiaofang was a failed experiment, which is true, but not what you thought."

When she said this, her cold hands came out from the quilt to hold He Chongtian's wrist, and then reached into the cuffs.

He Chongtian moved away as if he had been electrocuted.

Chen Xiangyin had no energy to tease him. It was too cold, so cold that his brain slowed down and his body and soul were frozen. She only exposed half of her head outside the quilt, "You sit down, I won't move you anymore. If you stand far away, it will take a lot of effort for me to speak loudly."

He Chongtian paused, took a step back and sat down.

Agarwood sniffed, feeling like a beggar.

Even the floating leaves in the floating sea like He Chongtian refused to give her any warmth...

Chen Xiang turned away and said slowly: "Among the Nine Comb Secret Gu, there is an evil spell that can create a soul and seize a body. This method requires proficiency in two secret techniques, one is the Soul Locking Gu and the other is the Soul Moving Technique. The He Xiaofang we saw this morning had Liu Ze’s pet dog dominating her body.”

"Pet dog?" He Chongtian was surprised.

Chen Xiang led him to repeat the question and answer between herself and He Xiaofang, "Is it right?", and then added: "The reason why He Xiaofang is a failed experiment is that the pet dog is not so aggressive and violent. That is, the soul of the original pet dog , was damaged after taking away He Xiaofang’s body.”

He Chongtian: "If Liu Ze succeeds, does it mean in principle that he has mastered the method of immortality?"

When Chen Xiangyin heard the word "immortality", he chuckled: "It can be understood that way, but as far as I know, the technique of resurrecting the soul and seizing the body was just a hypothetical conjecture when the Jiushuan Man was at its peak, and it had never been successful. .”

"how do you know?"

"I have a deep knowledge of the Nine Comb Man." In fact, she was there when the Nine Comb Man was wiped out in Yunnan Mansion. She experienced it personally and went deep into the enemy's nest. She even suspected that her immortality was indirectly related to the Nine Comb Man. relation.

But there is no way to know, even if Liu Ze is found, it is difficult to say whether it can be cracked, because Liu Ze does not even know that she is immortal.

He Chongtian was a little frustrated, "I still couldn't find out where Liu Ze was this time."

"No. Think about it, Liu Ze is such a cautious person, how could he let He Xiaofang run out? He knows that I am looking for her."

"Did he do it on purpose?"

"I guess so. Maybe Liu wanted us to think we had found a clue and then jump into another trap he set."

"But according to what you said, He Xiaofang no longer exists." As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately added: "He Xiaofang's self-built house on the edge of the city?"

Chen Xiang hummed: "There should be clues there."

"Her residence has been cordoned off by the police."

"Is it difficult for you?"

He Chongtian shook his head: "It's difficult to handle. Zhai Xinhou is not easy to talk to."

Chen Xiangyin thought for a while, is it difficult for Zhai Xinhou to speak? "I'll go tell him."

He Chongtian paused for a moment, and his tone became a bit sinister, "Zhai Xinhou, your beauty trap will not work on him."

Chen Xiangyin snorted, "What a beauty trap, I never bother to use it."

He raised his eyebrows and said in a colder tone: "He will not agree to any unruly operation."

"How do you know him so well? Have you tried to corrupt him but failed?"

"Corrosion" is such an unpleasant word. He stood up and said, "I'll think of a way and go back first."

"Ah."

She turned around and watched He Chongtian walking to the door. When she was about to close the door, the hold on her throat came out: "Wait a minute."

He Chongtian looked at her, which was the first time he saw her face after entering the door.

From this look, it looked like a body-holding spell had been cast on him.

Chen Xiangyin's face was bloodless, and her almond-shaped eyes were filled with water. Was she crying just now?

It looked like the whole person was broken and transparent, as if it would break if touched.

He looked more miserable than ever before.

If he remembered correctly, in the conversation just now, Chen Xiangyin did not mention whether she was injured.

He stood still for a few seconds, listening to Chen Xiang's tone of voice contradictory with alienation and longing: "I hear it's snowing outside, why don't you leave."

After Chen Xiangyin said this, the bedroom door was still closed, and He Tingtian walked resolutely.

Agarwood closed her eyes, the temperature of the room dropped sharply, and the intense loneliness wreaked havoc.

Closing her eyes, the smiling faces of her father, mother, brother, and sister-in-law appeared in turn, but she couldn't remember their faces clearly. She had just seen them today...

When she opened her eyes, the room was empty. Her eyes fell on Shen Yueying's portrait in the corner, letting despair and boredom attack her.

She didn't know that He Chongtian hurried all the way to the door without leaving.

I stood alone in the snowy night for more than half an hour before I remembered to call Zhou Zheng and ask him to drive over.

(End of this chapter)