"Go back. This is not far from our residence." Luo Fei whispered.
"En." Lu Sheng nodded, but unconsciously, he shifted his gaze to the interior of the church, and through the spacious hall door, he could faintly see something transparent inside.
Everyone returned all the way and rested in the villa with peace of mind.
I originally thought that I would have to wait until a week before someone would contact me. Unexpectedly, it was only the afternoon of the third day.
Isis's men came.
Lu Sheng was standing on the lawn, standing quietly under the flower tree.
In the practice of Assassin Fist, the most important part is meditation, and in the way of meditation, standing still is the most important method.
In the process of quietly listening to your own heartbeat, you can abandon external influences and interference, and only focus on your inner self.
This is the best way to adjust the state of practice for the assassination boxing system that aims to completely control oneself.
Sister Luo Fei accompanied Annie to read in the villa.
Tang En lay on the grass and took a nap.
beep beep... .
Suddenly, a clear electric bell sounded from the gate.
"Someone is ringing the doorbell." Lu Sheng opened his eyes. Look at the door for the first time.
Tang En turned over and got up, and Luo Fei and the others quickly walked out from the inside, looking at the door.
Outside the gate that everyone was watching, through the rusty iron gate, a tall figure in a black robe was standing quietly outside the gate.
The figure lowered its head, half of its face was covered with a black cloth mask, and it was not too hot, wrapping itself tightly.
Lu Sheng walked quickly to the door and pressed the button to open the door.
The iron door closed to the left with a clatter.
"Are you the ones who left the mark?" A hoarse male voice came out from under the mask of the figure.
"It's us." Luo Fei brought Annie closer.
"Annie..." The figure actually knew Annie, and his tone suddenly softened. Although I couldn't see his expression, I could imagine that he must be smiling at this moment.
"Uncle Winnington!" Annie exclaimed, with a sweet smile on her face, she broke free from Luo Fei's hand and rushed towards him.
The man seemed to be afraid that the things on his body would hurt the girl, so he took a step back and used his hands to hold some metal parts on the black robe, and then hugged Annie with both hands.
"Uncle, I miss you so much!" Annie leaned her face tightly on the man's shoulder.
"I miss you Annie too." The man said softly. After he comforted the little guy, he looked at Lu Sheng and his party.
"You...do you also want to treat your relatives and friends?"
"Is it possible?" Tang En asked quickly in a jerk.
"I don't know, but I can take you to the church branch. There, you will be tested." The man named Wen Lington said in a deep voice.
"What kind of test?" Lu Sheng asked out loud.
"Infection test." Winnington glanced at Lu Sheng. Suddenly his eyes changed. "You don't need to go, you've already been deeply infected. And you!" He pointed at Tang En.
Tang En's complexion changed, and he still wanted to speak.
"You don't need to explain, either you both have eaten meals made by ghosts, or you have too close contact with them. I can smell the rotten smell in your body from such a distance." Winnington said coldly.
"I..." Tang En had nothing to say. He not only ate food, but also ate it for six years in a row.
"After you leave the ghost you have the closest contact with, you will completely transform into the same ghost in two months." Winnington said calmly. "I've seen too many examples of this."
"Then what about us..." Lorraine asked quickly.
"You're all right." Winnington glanced at Sister Luo Fei. "You can follow me in a while."
"Then what should we do?" Tang En couldn't help but shouted.
"Wait to die." Winnington replied coldly. "I would like to advise you, there are still four days to go, there will be a change here, if you don't want to die early, you should stay in another place first."
Lu Sheng stood aside and didn't speak anymore.
Sister Luo Fei and Anne soon left with Wen Lington.
Before leaving, Annie secretly gave Lu Sheng a look, it seemed that she had her own thoughts.
Lu Sheng estimated that she might sneak out to find him later.
But the key now is that Winnington actually judged that the two of them were infected.
In the huge villa, soon there were only Lu Sheng and Tang En left.
"Damn it, I'm obviously still a normal person! Why does he think I'm an infected person!?" Tang En inserted his indignant hand into his hair and said in frustration.
"We need more information about this sect. Go search for survivors." Lu Sheng suggested.
"Huh? Why? If just the two of us eat and drink, we can last for a long time, but it will be different if there are more people." Tang En disagreed.
"You don't have to come." Lu Sheng said lightly. He suddenly thought of the gray-black mucus that had been vomited out before.
Perhaps what Winnington said was true.
Lu Sheng turned around and walked towards the villa.
"Fuck him!" Tang En turned back angrily, and followed closely.
In the next few days, Lu Sheng and Tang En searched around for survivors. Unfortunately, everyone around seemed to have evacuated ahead of schedule. There was no one but the two of them.
Lu Sheng continued to upgrade the Huan Xin Liu Assassin Fist to the fifth level. The fifth stage already belongs to the level of a small master in the magic heart flow. After a long period of physical fitness training, he has made great progress in speed, explosive power, and precision.
Lu Sheng felt more and more that there seemed to be a phenomenon that was closely related to the power of nothingness in this world.
He had thought that the key point was the ghosts whose presence was equal to non-existence.
But on the fourth day, the change that Winnington had mentioned finally came. This is what Lu Sheng wants to confirm and contact.
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night time.
Lu Sheng was lying on his back on the big bed, breathing steadily, his eyes closed, he seemed to be sleeping, but he was actually meditating.
It's impossible to replace sleep with meditation, but it's possible to drastically shorten sleep time. After all, in this world where crises may occur at any time, the state of meditation can respond to threats and crises in a more timely manner.
On weekdays, he would finish his meditation around 4:00 in the middle of the night, and then sleep deeply for three hours from 4:00 to 7:00.
But this time, after lying down for less than an hour, Lu Sheng felt an inexplicable drowsiness rush to his heart.
Before he knew it, he slowly fell asleep, and his sleep became deeper and deeper.
There was silence in the bedroom save for his faint breathing.
Time passed slowly, I don't know how long it has been.
Suddenly, a gust of air slowly poured into the door lock.
click.
The door was gently twisted open.
The wooden door opened slowly, as if it was just blown open by the wind. It seemed that something invisible was quietly entering Lu Sheng's bedroom.
call... .
A cold wind blows.
Lu Sheng opened his eyes suddenly, and there was a white-haired old man with blue complexion and a smile standing in front of the bed.
His eyes were distorted and blurred, as if he had spent a lot of time. The old man disappeared abruptly, and he could no longer be seen clearly.
call!
He quickly stood up, propped up his body, and looked around.
For a moment just now, he seemed to see Thomas's grandma, standing in front of the bed and looking at him.
Wow.
Lu Sheng threw off the quilt and got out of bed, and saw that the door of the room was swinging back and forth with the wind, and he didn't know when it was opened.
He stood up, his expression serious.
He didn't wake up naturally just now, but suddenly felt a great danger approaching. The body hidden deep in the heart of his body issued a strong warning reminder, which pulled him back from his sleep abruptly.
"Sure enough, that Winnington was right. There was indeed trouble on the fourth day."
Lu Sheng looked around, but found no movement.
He recalled the scene he saw just now, and his heart still contracted a little. The inexplicable sense of danger has stimulated him so that he has no sleep at all.
"Go and see Tang En!" He quickly put on his clothes, walked out of the bedroom and walked towards another bedroom on the second floor.
As soon as he reached the door, with a slight push, Tang En's door automatically opened with a soft sound.
Lu Sheng's expression froze, and he looked in through the open door.
Tang En was facing away from him, standing quietly in front of the bedroom window, the window was wide open, he seemed to be looking up at the moon.
The moonlight shone down like a faint white gauze, casting a thin layer of white light on his body.
"Twain?" Lu Sheng called softly.
No response.
He paused in his heart, suddenly felt bad, and rushed in a few steps.
At this moment, Tang En slowly turned his head.
His eyes, mouth, nose and ears were full of blood, and a thin line of blood dripped down his chin and onto his chest, wetting his entire upper body.
When those eyes looked at Lu Sheng, they seemed to be crying, and they seemed to be a pair of empty holes, with nothing in them.
"Damn it!"
Lu Sheng rushed forward and grabbed Tang En's shoulder.
Boom! !
Suddenly, a huge force hit his chest and abdomen from the front.
Lu Sheng let out a muffled snort, flew out on the spot, slammed into the wooden door of the bedroom, and broke the door panel.
"What the hell!" He quickly got up and got out of his original position. Just at the position he just left, there was another loud bang.
It seemed that something heavy slammed on the broken door panel, smashing the wooden board into slag.
There seemed to be something invisible whistling and hovering in the air.
Relying on his perception of the airflow, Lu Sheng quickly dodged left and right.
The invisible enemy seemed to be of such a large size that almost the entire bedroom was within his reach.
Lu Sheng didn't dare to stop for a moment, and he could hear the whistling sound of piercing the air anytime and anywhere.
Fortunately, the body of the five-stage assassination fist is much stronger than before.
Several rolls in a row. He exited the room and went to the small hall on the second floor.
Picking up the machete that was prepared for precaution from the corner of the hall, Lu Sheng stepped aside abruptly, and saw that he slashed fiercely to the right.
Chi! !
Something seemed to be cut in mid-air and fell down.
call!
The air tightened rapidly, as if being pulled by some huge force.
Lu Sheng stepped forward again, and the machete moved forward fiercely, cutting from top to bottom.
Swish!
A tactile feeling of chopping the real thing is fed back from the knife body.
call!
The wind was strong, and there seemed to be something roaring and shaking in the air.
Tang En was covered in blood. He finally took the opportunity to rush out of the room and ran downstairs staggeringly.
"Run!" He yelled at Lu Sheng with all his might.
Lu Sheng didn't say anything, turned over and jumped off the second floor, and immediately rushed in front of Tang En.
The two quickly rushed out of the villa, ran out of the lawn under the night, and ran to a commercial street hundreds of meters away from the villa. There was no movement behind them, and they stopped.