Chapter 13

"Classmate, would you like a bowl of sweet soup? It's cool and refreshing, and it's really good!"

At the gate of Chongzhong High School.

The students were curious about the sweet soup stall at the gate. The glass cabinet of the stall was filled with mangoes, watermelons and other fruits, as well as... a pot of peach blossoms.

The boss was very handsome, and he used his bare hands to pour out bowls of sweet soup.

The male students whispered to each other, and as soon as they looked up, they saw Chu Yue's smiling face. They looked at each other, and finally, a tall male student in a white shirt came out from the crowd.

The male student lowered his eyes and came to the sweet soup stall. He looked at the sign on the glass cabinet. He pinched his trousers and said nervously, "Please give me a portion of coconut milk sago mango, rock sugar water chestnuts, and sago and white fungus soup."

"Okay." Chu Yuexing tied on an apron, looked at the male student and smiled slightly, "Wait a moment, it will be ready soon."

The male student's ears turned red. Hearing the booing of his friends behind him, he quickly turned around and pretended to be fierce, then quickly turned around and stood up.

"Okay." Chu Yuexing packed the three portions of sweet soup separately and handed them to the male student, carefully reminding him, "Drink it while it's cold, it won't taste good at room temperature."

The male student took the rock sugar water and nodded frequently, took out a 100-dollar Hong Kong dollar bill from his trouser pocket and stuffed it into Chu Yuexing's pocket, then turned around and ran away.

"Hey." Chu Yueqing looked at the 100 yuan, blinked, and looked at the male classmate again. The other party had already shared the remaining two portions of sweet soup with his friends. The three of them entered the school gate in a quarrel.

"Three portions of sweet soup are less than 30 yuan, why give so much?" Chu Yueqing stuffed the money into her pocket, untied her apron, bent down and reached out to touch the potted peach blossoms on the table.

"I have no choice but to deliver it myself."

The three classmates walked faster. They walked up the stairs, entered the corridor, and turned into the Form 7 (5) class.

The two classmates threw the bowl of sweet soup into the trash can, turned around and teased: "Brother Xing, the girl at the sweet soup stall is so pretty, let's get her after school?"

Qiao Xing pushed his friend away, found a seat and sat down, angrily: "Don't joke, I'm much younger than her."

"What's there to be afraid of? My sister is so pretty, it doesn't matter if she's a few years older." The friend came over in a mean way, "Hey, you're the son of the Qiao Group, what woman can't you get?"

"Shut up." Qiao Xing had just finished speaking when someone patted him on the back. He turned his head and met Chu Yueqing's eyes. He stood up with a bang, thinking that Chu Yueqing heard what they were talking about, he apologized with a blushing face: "Sorry, don't listen to their nonsense."

Chu Yueqing was curious: "What?"

He turned his gaze to the other two boys and tilted his head.

"Is there anything I can't listen to?"

The two boys waved their hands quickly: "No, no, no, we didn't say anything."

"Oh." Chu Yueling took out more than 70 yuan in change and put it on Qiao Xing's desk, "Three servings of sweet soup are a total of 28 yuan, less than a hundred yuan."

"The extra is tips." Qiao Xing explained, "I usually give..."

He originally wanted to say tip to the waiter, but he remembered that Chu Yueling was the boss, and Hong Kong... it seems that people really don't have the habit of tipping bosses?

"No, I only sell sweet soup and don't want tips." Chu Yuexi held the peach blossom pot and asked, "By the way, where is your cafeteria?"

Qiao Xing pointed in a direction and asked curiously, "Are you going to our cafeteria?"

"Yes." Chu Yuexi looked at the peach blossom in her arms and smiled meaningfully, "Order something."

The staff dormitory of the cafeteria is on the back mountain of the school, with short bungalows one after another.

"Arong, you have to go to work quickly later, don't be late for the students' lunch." Seeing Li Zhirong walking towards the dormitory again, his colleagues shouted hurriedly for fear that he would be late like last time.

Li Zhirong stopped impatiently, "It's so annoying, you don't need to tell me!"

The colleague muttered, "You are responsible for distributing the dishes. Last time, you were so busy that I thought you had already distributed the dishes. As a result, it was already one o'clock and the principal came to ask why the meal was not served."

Li Zhirong was like a firecracker with a ignited fuse, and his anger surged up with a fierce expression, "I told you not to care! If you keep nagging, I will kill you!"

The colleague was frightened and stepped back, and shut up in fear.

Li Zhirong walked to the bungalow, took out a key from his pocket and opened the door.

The bungalow was small, and the whole room was filled with various tools and garbage. When the door was opened, you could see the messy bed and the floor was full of scattered medicine boxes for the treatment of chronic bronchitis.

Li Zhirong walked into the room without saying a word. He pulled open the toilet curtain and pushed open a large white bucket over one meter high placed on the ground. A piece of iron plate with a pull ring leaked out. He

lifted the iron plate and fumbled out an iron flashlight from the ground. He pushed it forward to turn on the light and went down the stairs.

In the narrow space, only Li Zhirong's heavy breathing could be heard. After walking for a while, he saw the light.

There was an iron platform in the middle of the room, on which was a female corpse. Li Zhirong looked at her with an infatuated look. When he saw the bruises on the female corpse, his eyes became crazy again and he grabbed the female corpse and shook it.

"Why, why are you women so mean? My wife is the same, and so are you! I'm just a worker in the cafeteria, my status is so low, and you still want to flirt with me?"

After the madness.

Li Zhirong seemed to have regained consciousness for a minute or two. He loosened his hand, and as the flashlight fell, he sat on the ground, sobbing with his hands on his face.

"Why? Why are you so mean? If you don't flirt with me, nothing will happen. It's okay. Wait until I kill Su Yinyin, and you won't dare to be mean, and you won't dare to seduce men casually..." "

You don't have the ability to take Su Yinyin's life a second time."

A crisp voice rang out outside the cellar.

Li Zhirong was stunned and slowly raised his head.

As the dim light and shadows moved forward, the girl came in holding a pot of peach blossoms, with a faint cold look in her eyes. She wore a triangular scarf in front of her long hair, and a tuft of bangs stuck out from it and rested on the small mole next to her nose.

Li Zhirong got up from the ground, staring at the potted peach blossoms, his expression gradually going crazy: "Why are the peach blossoms here?"

His voice was a little careless.

"You mean this pot of peach blossoms that has been fed with blood by evil magic, will not wither in all seasons, and is used to attract ghosts?"

Chu Yueqing raised her eyebrows, glanced at the peach blossoms, and then threw them out, "Give it back to you."

The peach blossoms slid a line in the air.

Li Zhirong nervously held it in his arms and hurried to check if it was broken.

After a while, a low, rough breath echoed in the empty tunnel.

"Does she know everything?"

"Mrs. Li?"

Chu Yueqing recalled that early in the morning, before dawn, Mrs. Li knocked on her door with a potted peach blossom in her arms. The poor lady had dark eyes and pale lips. She was so scared that she trembled all over.

"Xingxing, it's Arong, it's really Arong."

"Although I'm not Arong's biological mother, I raised him myself. Why did he treat me like this?"

Chu Yueqing conveyed the words on her behalf.

"Why?" Li Zhirong couldn't help laughing. He quickly covered his mouth, but still couldn't help laughing. "She doesn't know why? It's ridiculous. All women in the world are cheap. Even though she is a mother, she is the same. I caught her on a blind date. She smiled so happily that day, just like those girls who smiled at me to seduce me. Since she likes blind dates so much, why don't I, as her son, fulfill her wish?"

"Not killing her with my own hands is already the greatest reward I can give her for raising me."

"And what else, she adopted another child? I'm enough for her, why did she adopt another one?" Li Zhirong sneered, "She said before that all the family property would be left to me, how would she divide the two children? I hate it most when someone deceives me, I'd rather die early."

Chu Yueqing listened and commented: "Is there a problem with her smile? Is she trying to seduce you with her smile? She's really a pervert."

Noticing Li Zhirong's bandaged middle finger, she asked: "You used your essence and blood to cultivate the peach blossom formation, right?"

The essence and blood cultivation formation is one of the evil arts. The formation cultivated with essence and blood is repeated over and over again. Even if it is destroyed at the time, it will be restored when the time comes.

Therefore, Li Zhirong's essence and blood must be used as a medium to truly break the formation.

Chu Yueqing yawned, "It's too much to make me run to Chongzhong so early in the morning."

Without waiting for Li Zhirong to react, she took out a talisman from her trouser pocket with two fingers, focused her eyes, and activated the spell.

The next second.

The talisman flew out with a whoosh, glowing red, and circled around Li Zhirong's middle finger.

The bandage wrapped around the middle finger fell off, and was cut open by the talisman.

It was obviously a slight cut, but it was as if it had been injured by a more serious weapon. Li Zhirong let go of Taohua and hugged his middle finger, howling in pain.

A drop of bright red blood dripped from the middle finger onto Taohua, and the originally bright peach blossom withered and turned to ash in an instant.

Chu Yuexi looked at the three black clouds in the air. The black clouds kept getting bigger and bigger, attacking Li Zhirong non-stop. When they were about to succeed, they were bounced out again.

It was like a transparent passport was placed on Li Zhirong.

She bent down and asked, "Do you believe that there are ghosts in this world?"

"Ghosts?" Li Zhirong wanted to grab Chu Yuexi, but Chu Yuexi moved back slightly. He grabbed nothing and laughed. "I killed someone. If there were real ghosts, they would have killed me long ago." "

Really?" Chu Yuexi closed her eyes and recited a spell. Then Li Zhirong screamed. He lifted his clothes and watched the yellow talisman hanging around his neck burn with his own eyes.

"Since you don't believe it, don't wear the amulet."

After saying that, she turned and went out.

Li Zhirong's eyes were red, and he felt the pressure on his body being released. He stood up and took the dagger from the iron plate, his eyes were bloodshot, "You came in and you want to get out, it's too late!"

Before he could stand up, he was tightly wrapped by three groups of black air. A black shadow tightly strangled his neck, a black shadow returned the humiliation he had suffered in his life to him, and a black shadow forced Li Zhirong to take the dagger and go to his lower body cleanly.

"Ahhhhh..." Li Zhirong screamed in pain.

He couldn't control his hands.

He suffered all the methods he had used on the murdered girls before. At that time, he only felt pleasure when he took action. It turned out that those girls were so painful when they begged him to stop?

Blood was slowly draining away, but his brain was becoming more and more clear...

At this moment, Li Zhirong seemed to be in hell, unable to live or die.

When Chu Yuening saw the light again, she considerately turned around and closed the iron plate. As the plate fell, the screams in the passage were completely blocked.

The butterfly flew onto her finger, showing its bright vitality.

And the countdown of Li Zhirong's life had just begun.