Chapter 1082 Are You an Angel?

Faced with Xin Han's questioning, He Yingqiu dared not hide anything, and it would be passive to say that he had an extra brother.

After the world was destroyed and reborn, her spiritual intelligence was ignorant, trapped by the mystery of the womb, and she forgot everything from the beginning.

When he regained his memory, he realized that he, who was originally an only child in the previous life, had an extra younger brother named He Youqiu for some unknown reason.

But the memory of the past life is integrated with the present life, and He Yingqiu already has family affection for this younger brother, and he can't give up. This is tantamount to fate playing a joke on him and forcing him to be a brother.

Both He Yingqiu and He Youqiu studied Taoism under Ma Xiaohai's school in Fuxitang. The younger brother He Youqiu started more than ten years later than He Yingqiu, but he is a rare Taoism wizard.

But later, in order to save his girlfriend, He Youqiu cast Fuxitang’s Yang-returning curse privately. This Yang-returning curse is against the sky. When Mao Xiaofang was alive, his disciples were strictly forbidden to use it. Anyone who violated it would be expelled from the teacher. door.

At that time Ma Xiaohai had already passed away, He Yingqiu expelled He Youqiu directly from the sect in order to maintain the precepts of the sect, and there has been no contact between the two for many years.

Xin Han couldn't help but recall when he was studying art with Mao Xiaofang in Fuxitang. He clearly remembered that Fuxitang and even Tianshidao had never had such a thing against the heavens as the "returning the forbidden curse".

It seems that this time the Tathagata used the "Da Sun Tathagata Purification Mantra" to destroy the world and rebirth, fate did a lot of tricks in it, first of all, He Youqiu, who did not exist originally, and then got him a girlfriend. The friend is still hanging up.

This is to force him to use the "Returning Yang Forbidden Curse" that did not exist in the first place, so that he can be used by fate step by step.

After He Yingqiu finished speaking, he looked at Xin Han who was in deep thought, and couldn't help asking worriedly: "Master Uncle, did that beast do something outrageous again?"

Xin Han smiled and shook his head: "No, I just heard that you have a younger brother, and I'm a little curious. By the way, do you know the whereabouts of "Huangji Jingshishu"?"

In reality, "Huang Ji Jing Shi Shu" was written by Mr. An Le, that is, Mr. Shao Yong, the master who created the algorithm of "Plum Blossom Yishu".

But this world is different. In this rigid contract world, "Huangji Jingshishu" is also known as the Book of Heaven, which records everything in the world, knowing astronomy from above, and geography from below. Who is the best fortune teller in the world.

He Yingqiu nodded: "It is said that this "Huangji Jingshi Shu" is in the hands of Mr. Tianyi, the 'iron plate magician', but Mr. Tianyi is known as the number one magician, and his whereabouts are elusive.

Neither have I for a while! "

Xin Han nodded, and instead of playing charades, he said straight to the point: "As far as I know, this Mr. Tianyi is your younger brother. Why are you asking, and the "Huangji Jingshishu" is in his hands. Go and ask Xiami about him. I have something to look for him!"

He Yingqiu's face moved: "Master Uncle, could it be that he really did something outrageous?"

Xin Han smiled and said, "Don't worry, I just ask him for help with some personal matters, you can just go, I won't do anything to your brother!"

He Yingqiu hurriedly made amends: "Master Uncle, you misunderstood, if this bastard really did something outrageous, I would be the first to let him go!"

He Yingqiu, who was about to leave, suddenly thought of something, took out a newspaper from his pocket and showed it to Xin Han: "Uncle Master, there have been several murders on Hong Kong Island in the past few days, it seems that zombies are causing trouble, and it makes people's hearts go away. Terrified!"

Xin Han took it over and took a look, and found that it was today's newspaper, with a huge headline on the headline, "Zombies Found in Central Again, Survivors of Plane Crash Killed by Zombies' Mouths"!

It turned out that the victim was a survivor of a Taiwan Air China crash last year. All the passengers died at that time, and only this person was unharmed. He was called the "luckiest person".

Unexpectedly, this "luckiest man" died in the underground passage of Central in less than a year, and the way of death was extremely bizarre, as if his blood was sucked dry, and then he pretended to be kneeling and praying .

Xin Han frowned, turned to Ma Xiaoling and asked, "Did you give Ruan Mengmeng a talisman yesterday?"

Ma Xiaoling nodded: "Sell her one for ten yuan, I believe it can help her suppress bad luck temporarily!"

Xin Han nodded, then stood up suddenly: "I'll go out!" After speaking, he disappeared into the mourning hall.

Although He Yingqiu had seen Xin Han use the teleportation power, he couldn't help being amazed when he saw it again.

Xin Han directly appeared in the lobby of the Ridong Group, and no one in the Ridong Group where people came and went could see him.

A fat man hurried over with a pile of documents, and ran towards him, but his feet went limp when he walked in front of him, and when he stood still, he naturally turned around and bypassed Xin Han.

Others thought that Fatty sprained accidentally, even Fatty himself thought so, everything seemed so natural, no one noticed anything abnormal.

Scanning with his spiritual sense, he found Domoto Jing on the top floor of the building. He took a step forward and disappeared again. When his feet landed, he had already appeared in Domoto Jing's lounge on the top floor of the building.

This time he did not use invisibility, but appeared directly in front of Domoto Jing.

The top floor of Ridong Group was originally surrounded by floor-to-ceiling glass, allowing one to enjoy the beautiful scenery of Hong Kong Island from any angle, but at this time all the glass windows were blocked by long and thick bed curtains.

There is only a small red lamp in the room, which has the function of lighting. The whole room is dark and strange, with a red light.

Tang Benjing was wearing a western tuxedo and a gold cloak behind her, sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed, holding a goblet in her hand, which contained a red liquid that smelled of blood.

At this time, Domoto Jing was listening to the symphony gracefully, holding a wine glass and pouring it into his mouth.

When Xin Han suddenly appeared in front of him, the guy immediately choked and coughed non-stop.

Xin Han looked at him amusedly: "You're the one who pretends to be a zombie?"

After coughing for a long time, Tang Benjing calmed down, sat on the sofa and dared not stand up, and moved aside in fear: "You... who are you?"

It's no wonder that this guy is scared, anyone who appears out of thin air in front of him will react like this.

Xin Han couldn't help him to resist, he directly pressed on his head, performed the soul search technique, read the memory of this guy, he found that this guy was really sad, when Kuang Guohua killed his grandfather Kazuo Yamamoto, this guy was there at the scene.

From then on, he became obsessed with zombies, worshiped zombies, and morbidly believed that he himself was a zombie. When he grew up, this morbidity also became worse.

He began to look for his own "zombies of the same kind", looking for people who survived various disasters. He believed that the only people who could survive under certain death conditions were zombies.

So he has to verify one by one whether these people are his kind, and the way to verify is to suck the blood of the other party.

"So you're crazy!" Xin Han stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers, and the heavy bed curtains fell to the ground at the same time, and the sun shone in instantly.

Tang Benjing's intuition was dazzling, and he covered his eyes with his hands, and saw Xin Han shining with the sun shining on his body through his fingers, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Are you an angel sent by heaven to punish me, a zombie? "

Xin Han gasped and kicked: "I made you an angel, you are the f*ck!"