Who is my upstairs

Chapter 180 Extra Story [-]
My name is Yang Xiaofan, and my life before the age of 28 was flat, with almost no major twists and turns.

It wasn't until one day that we went out of the house and entered Li Shaohuang's world. We experienced many thrilling adventures together, and then we fell in love with each other deeply.

After ruining the eyeballs and attending Xiangzi's funeral, I went to America with Li Shaohuang.

Although Kuixing is dead, the organization of Kuixing has not disappeared with Kuixing's death, and is continuing to corrode every brick and tile of the city.

Piranhas are constantly hurting people and plundering the downstream aquatic ecology. Only relevant personnel and some functional departments can solve the problem.

Probably for the purpose of escaping, Li Shaohuang and I are helpless on the one hand, and on the other hand, we don’t want to see unwarranted sacrifices.So I took my mother and flew to the United States together.

Today is my wedding night with Shaohuang.

On the wedding night, when we were supposed to be intimate, my husband Li Shaohuang received a strange email from a man named Jia Wentong.

Jia Wentong was a big traitor who defected to Japan in the cottage back then. Since he came to Japan after studying abroad, there has been no news about him.

There was a photo in the email, which showed the kidnapped Yang Ziming. He wrote in the email that he did not believe that we would really smash our precious eyeballs.

I hope we can exchange real eyeballs for Yang Ziming's life, otherwise, Yang Ziming will be torn apart.

Jia Wentong only gave us two months to arrive at the designated exchange location.

The location of the exchange is in a historical site in South America.

The eyeball had indeed been smashed, and it was in front of everyone, and even if the eyeball was still there, he couldn't really give it to Jia Wentong.

Although the altar and the bronze tree had been destroyed, Jia Wentong couldn't complete the sacrifice by taking this eyeball, but it was hard to guarantee that he would use other sorcery to harm people.

I felt very sad when I saw the picture of my younger brother being injured and tied to the wall. I leaned on Li Shaohuang's chest and wept.My younger brother is the only male in our Yang family, and also my mother's darling.

If something happened to him, my mother would be heartbroken.

I called Xu Gang and Li Ying back, and they both said they hadn't seen Yang Ziming. I asked a lot of friends and found out that Yang Ziming had disappeared half a month ago.

"Shaohuang, something happened to my younger brother, his eyeballs are gone, what should I do?"

Shaohuang stroked my hair, then gently wiped away my tears with calloused hands, and then hugged me tightly, "I have everything, as long as Ziming is still alive, I can save him Go to bed early today, and we will continue to think about countermeasures tomorrow."

"Shaohuang, why don't we order a fake one to replace my younger brother? Okay? My younger brother stayed in the country because Lily couldn't be found. It was because I didn't discover Lily's conspiracy in time, which made things worse." I deeply Blaming himself, leaning on Li Shaohuang's chest, he felt an inexplicable sense of security.

"Xiaofan, what you need most now is calmness. It doesn't matter if you fake an eyeball, or save your brother, let's rest first." Li Shaohuang turned off the light and hugged me deeply into his arms.

Today's atmosphere is a bit stiff, he didn't do what husband and wife should do with me, he just fell asleep with his arms around me.

His leg injury is still not healed, he just took painkillers, and he is really sleepy easily.

I was leaning in his arms, feeling a bit complicated, I was five years older than Li Shaohuang, divorced once, I was not good enough for him, he chose to love me.

As for me, although I am older, I have to rely on him for many things and become his burden.

At night, deep and quiet.

I leaned into his arms and fell asleep unconsciously.

When he woke up the next day, Li Shaohuang was already sitting in front of the window looking for someone to order eyeballs. It would take at least three days to make an eyeball out of glass.

From the final draft to the burning of the paper, there must be no mistakes or omissions in the shape inside.

In the past three days, we talked a lot about Kuixing's blockade and the clues about Li's ancestral house. Although Kuixing is dead, we still found many unsolved mysteries, that is, whether we really asked the fate of the sacrifice.

Is that eyeball-shaped monster still peeping at us secretly in the dark?

After we die, will we still enter the world of clay pots, and then our souls will be sealed in it, controlled by Kuixing, and we cannot escape.

On the third day, we successfully obtained four replicas, one of which, Shaohuang, was packed in a sandalwood box.

He and I each carried one in our backpacks, just in case, and the other was left with his uncle as a spare.His uncle has actually been studying Tibetan culture and Mayan civilization for the rest of his life.

The place we are going to is the ruins of a former Mayan city, but that place is not accessible to people, and can only be reached after getting off the plane and through the jungle.

We booked a plane at ten o'clock in the evening and departed from home at about seven o'clock.

The night was dark, and I checked the contents of the salute for the last time on the second floor, and after confirming that it was correct, I planned to leave.

"Xiaofan, get ready to see, is that monster eyeball?" Li Shaohuang came in with a backpack on his back, holding a fluorescent stick in his hand.

I nodded in agreement.

Li Shaohuang threw out the light stick in his hand, and under the pitch-black night, there was a terrifying eyeball with blood and tears in it.

"We...we are still sacrifices." At this moment, I suddenly came to my senses, the matter is not over yet, Kuixing's death is just the beginning.

He is still alive in the pot world, and what we have done is to prevent him from coming out of that world.

I took a deep breath and went to the airport with Li Shaohuang. The plane landed in a small town in Mexico.

We bought an off-road vehicle locally, approached the jungle on our own, and found a local guide to go through the jungle. It took about a month or so to find the ruins in the jungle.

When we arrived as promised, Jia Wentong was already waiting there, holding a limp Yang Ziming in his hand, and wanted to exchange eyeballs with us.

Li Shaohuang gave his imitation to Jia Wentong, and Jia Wentong returned Yang Ziming to them without hesitation. This legendary traitor actually wanted to use the altar here to find a way to wash away his identity as a sacrificial offering. No need to go back to the world of clay pots.

After Jia Wentong finished the sacrifice, he said to Li Shaohuang and me: "I can finally die. After I die, remember to step on my human-faced spider."

After he finished speaking, he was already dead.

The human-faced spiders on the ground ran around anxiously, Yang Ziming woke up suddenly, and stepped on the spiders.

Jia Wentong is completely dead, and now he has probably returned to the world in the clay pot...

I was feeling lost. I didn't know when the backpack was broken, and it fell out of the bone mirror. When the mirror looked at Yang Ziming, there was Lily's figure inside.

(End of this chapter)