Chapter 678 Where is my head?

Luo Ji naturally wouldn't say the words swirling in his heart. He sighed pretentiously:

"It's better for her to leave. Revenge is too dangerous and not suitable for Cuicui... Well, if she goes home, will she tell her parents that Feng Yuhuai is a monster?"

Zhang Liyue had already considered this question. She shook her head and said firmly:

"I have repeatedly told her not to say anything when she returns and to keep it secret from anyone, including her parents.

Then find a way to change schools, and preferably convince my family to move.

Now that you've decided to go back, it's safest to completely forget everything about Feng Yuhuai and start a new life.

Luo Ji nodded, and then asked:

"What about you? Cuicui chose to leave. What are your plans next?"

"What about you?"

Zhang Liyue was silent for a moment, and his eyes gradually became sharp and firm.

"I want revenge. It's not that I don't want to go home, but I can't go home. Cuicui has already gone home. I don't know if that monster Feng Yuhuai will target Cuicui again.

I have to hide in the dark. It may not be useful, but maybe it will make Feng Yuhuai feel a little worried.

As long as Cuicui listens to me and does nothing, Feng Yuhuai might let her go. In this way, my family will know nothing and will be safe.

But if I also go home..."

Zhang Liyue paused for a moment and said in a deep voice:

"That means Feng Yuhuai is in the dark, and we are all exposed. If Feng Yuhuai comes looking for us then..."

She didn't say anything else, but the consequences are chilling just to think about.

Luo Ji originally wanted to take the opportunity to suggest that since there were only two of them left, they might as well disband the "Avengers" and give up on revenge.

Anyway, he had no grudge against Feng Yuhuai, he was just jealous of other people's fate.

Now, he is no longer greedy, he has something better.

However, when the words were on the tip of his tongue, he looked at Zhang Liyue's firm and calm eyes and swallowed them back.

Zhang Liyou was more resilient and smarter than he had imagined. His decision to seek revenge was not only out of friendship, but also a well-considered one.

This is more rare and more admirable than taking revenge simply for the sake of friendship.

Luo Ji walked into the room, picked up the water cup on the table and took a sip, then looked at Zhang Liyue and continued:

"Then you can continue to live with me peacefully. I believe that with the two of us, we will one day find an opportunity to kill Feng Yuhuai!"

Luo Ji now speaks with more confidence. With the master's space behind him, it is only a matter of time before his strength improves by leaps and bounds. At that time, helping Zhang Liyu kill Feng Yuhuai will be a piece of cake.

By the way, he also plundered the other party's fate, even though he no longer cares about it.

But having one more destiny is always a good thing, there is nothing wrong with it.

Zhang Liyue nodded. Receiving such an affirmative and supportive response from Luo Ji made her feel a little comforted, and her trust and good impression of Luo Ji increased a little unconsciously.

Luo Ji thought of his next arrangements and said:

"But, I have to tell you in advance that I have to go to the Hidden Gate to explore the wasteland in a few days."

Zhang Liyu knew that Luo Ji had signed a life-threatening contract with the advance team, and that he had to perform the Hidden Door technique ten times. She also admired his courage.

In fact, she had been secretly tempted and considered whether she should follow Luo Ji's example and go down the hidden sect.

Although the Hidden Door is dangerous, it also seems to contain opportunities. Maybe I can find some treasure or opportunity to become stronger from it, just like Luo Ji.

But in the end, reason stopped her from taking this risk.

She is now weak and does not have a trump card like Luo Ji. If she rashly enters the Hidden Gate, she may not be looking for opportunities but seeking death.

She said in a deep voice:

"I understand. You must be careful. Anything can happen in the Hidden Door."

She paused and asked,

"By the way...did you find anything when you went to the hospital today?"

Luo Ji knew that Zhang Liyu wanted to ask him if he had run into Feng Mu, so he answered truthfully:

“I didn’t run into Feng Mu, but I accidentally saw another fate—[The Shadow of the Curtain], which was a constable in the police station.

Hmm…it’s not Feng Yuhuai’s father, Feng Ju. I’ve seen his photo and I’m sure it’s not him. It’s another constable, someone I don’t know.”

Zhang Liyue listened quietly, with a thoughtful look on her face.

"There's only one character difference between this person and Feng Yuhuai's fate. This person must have some special relationship with her.

And he's from the police station... So it seems that the problem isn't just with her father Feng Ju, the entire police station system might be in serious trouble."

Zhang Liyue thought for a while and said:

"I see. I'm going out for a while and will be back later."

Just as Luo Ji was about to ask "Where are you going", Zhang Liyu quickly turned around, opened the door and walked out.

The door was gently closed with a soft "click", leaving Luo Ji alone in the room. He looked at the closed door and frowned slightly.

In fact, Zhang Liyue hadn't decided where she was going. She just felt very suffocated, as if she was being pressed down by a huge rock, so heavy that she could hardly breathe.

Although Cuicui's departure was completely understandable and supportive intellectually, it still made her feel an indescribable loneliness and depression emotionally.

She also wanted very much to call home, to hear her parents' voices, to let them know that she was safe and that she was still alive.

This thought was like a wildly growing vine, entwining her heart.

But she didn't dare!

She was terribly scared.

I was afraid that once I heard the voices of my family, all my strength and disguise would collapse in an instant, and I would not be able to help but want to go home immediately and throw myself into my mother's arms.

Then... I brought that monster Feng Yuhuai back home.

So, she could only suppress her longing, not calling or sending messages, making her family think that she was dead or missing.

This is very simple. On the day of the martial arts examination, too many teachers and students died or disappeared in the Eighth Academy. No one would be suspicious if she appeared.

She walked aimlessly along the street, her mind in a mess, with all kinds of thoughts flashing through her mind.

She walked in a daze for more than an hour, her legs and feet feeling numb. She raised her head in a daze and looked around at the familiar street scenes.

I was shocked to find that I had walked to a block near my home without realizing it.

Go forward two street corners, pass a row of breakfast shops, and you’ll be almost home…

The familiar street scenes and familiar shop signs were like invisible hands pulling at her heartstrings.

"Go home... just take a sneak peek... from a distance, just hide in a street corner and take a look... just take a look at Mom and Dad..."

The seductive whisper sounded in her heart, like the whisper of the devil.

"You can't go home! Absolutely not!"

Zhang Liyue suddenly stopped, her eyes turned red instantly, and a layer of mist blurred her vision.

She bit her lower lip hard, forced herself to turn around, and with tears in her eyes, she ran in the opposite direction of home, almost as if running away.

She didn't intend to go to the right, she just wanted to choose a path that went against the direction of "home" and use physical distance to forcibly sever the ties in her heart.

On the right, after crossing two relatively wide and busy main roads, the area leading to is... Emerald Garden.

Of course, Zhang Liyue’s destination was not the Jade Garden. That place had nothing to do with her, and she had never thought of going there.

A considerable distance away from the Emerald Garden, her frantic pace slowly slowed down.

She felt a little thirsty, so she walked into a roadside convenience store and bought a bottle of the cheapest mineral water.

She unscrewed the bottle cap, took small sips of the cold water, and began to walk along the sidewalk, looking left and right for the bus stop sign as she walked.

At this moment, she suddenly caught a strange, subtle sound in her ears.

“Squeak… squeak…”

The sound was intermittent, like something rubbing and scratching hard on a rough surface, which made people's teeth ache.

The source of the sound was not the main road where she was, but from the entrance of a narrow path next to the street.

Sandwiched between two slightly old-fashioned buildings, the entrance is dim and is filled with several oversized garbage sorting bins emitting a sour smell, almost blocking most of the entrance and obstructing the view.

Zhang Liyue frowned. If it were her old self, she would definitely not have such a strong curiosity and would definitely avoid it as much as possible. But now, she has been rekindled with a strong desire to explore this world.

Curiosity can bring death, but it can also bring power!

Zhang Liyue quickly glanced around. The pedestrians on the main road were in a hurry. Some were looking down at their phones, while others were busy getting on their way. No one seemed to notice the sound in the alley.

She no longer hesitated, her eyes fixed, and then she turned and quickly slipped into the entrance of the path, hiding herself behind the trash can, and then she quickly practiced the [Turtle Breathing Technique] without hesitation.

In an instant, all the breath in her body seemed to be wiped away by an invisible hand. Her heartbeat and breathing became so weak that they almost disappeared. Even the light around her seemed to be slightly distorted and weakened.

Then, she tiptoed silently towards the source of the creaking sound coming from deep in the path, step by step...

……..

Zhang Liyue sneaked into the path and walked deeper following the disturbing sound.

The alley was even more cramped and darker than what she saw from the outside. The mottled walls on both sides seemed like they would squeeze in at any time. Large chunks of the wall paint were peeling off, revealing the gray bricks and stones inside.

The ground underfoot was bumpy and uneven, with carelessly discarded garbage and cigarette butts everywhere. The further in we went, the dimmer the light became, blocked by the old buildings overhead.

She walked and stopped, taking each step very lightly. She would first put her toes down tentatively to make sure there was no sound, and then slowly put her feet down.

All my attention was focused on the sound that was getting closer and closer.

That sound... was eerily clear.

It was like some incredibly powerful beast was dragging its prey roughly, accompanied by the teeth-grinding "crackling" sound of bones being forcibly broken and crushed, and the sticky sound of wet flesh being torn and separated by sharp claws.

The various sounds combined together formed an extremely terrifying auditory picture.

There was a ninety-degree corner in front of the alley, and the terrible sound and the increasingly strong and pungent smell of blood came from behind the corner.

Zhang Liyu's heart beat uncontrollably, but she suppressed it again.

She gritted her teeth and took a few steps forward. The cold wall pierced through her thin clothing, and then she carefully poked her head out from the edge of the corner.

Just one glance!

Her blood seemed to freeze instantly, her limbs were cold, and the icy fear rushed from the soles of her feet to the top of her head, making her almost scream. She bit her lips tightly, blocking all the fear in her throat.

After turning the corner, there is a small open space that is a dead end due to the layout of the buildings, with high walls on three sides.

On the ground was a body...or rather, it was hard to call it a "body" anymore.

All that was left was a broken chest and half a shoulder, with the limbs twisted and broken at an angle that was completely contrary to the human body structure, and scattered on the ground like broken puppet parts.

The sound she just heard should be the sound of the corpse's limbs being twisted off.

Next to the corpse, there stood, or rather was lying, a deformed humanoid monster.

It is said to be lying down because it has four human thighs of different skin colors, thicknesses and even lengths, which are spliced ​​and fused under its abnormally swollen abdomen in a twisted and forced way, forming a grotesque support point.

Oh, no, it has five legs now. It is picking up a bloody thigh from the ground and inserting it into its abdomen with a plop.

Zhang Liyu's pupils suddenly shrank as she saw in horror that a terrible wound had been punctured in the monster's abdomen, but the surrounding granulation tissue immediately squirmed wildly, quickly wrapping and fusing the new leg.

But within a few breaths, the leg became a part of its body, twitching slightly.

It was as if the monster had grown another leg.

It is called human-like because every part of its body is indeed derived from humans, but the number is not right.

In addition to five legs and four arms, its waist and chest were swollen to an abnormally large size, almost twice that of a normal person, and covered with twisted blood vessels.

The most horrifying thing is that it has two necks side by side.

A complete head was supported on a neck, and the face was covered with a dark, dull metal mask. Two points of scarlet light were faintly visible in the dim light at the position of the mask's eyes.

The other neck was broken at the shoulder. The broken end was not a normal cross section of flesh and blood, but a withered and charred black granulation of flesh, empty and hollow.

At this moment, the monster was half-lying on the ground, with three of its hands groping around on the ground, frantically stuffing the scattered limbs and arms onto itself indiscriminately, trying to "repair" itself.

Its remaining hand was holding upside down a head with disheveled hair and an expression of extreme terror before death.

It was obviously the head of the poor corpse on the ground.

The monster's masked head moved closer to the head in his hand, staring at it with its scarlet eyes, as if identifying, or sensing something.

After a while, a strange synthesized voice mixed with electronic noise came from under the mask, full of confusion and violence:

"No... this isn't right... this isn't my head... I'm missing one... where is my head?! Where did I lose it?!!"

(End of this chapter)