Supreme Yin-yang Eye Chapter 12 - Headless Boss

C12 Headless Boss

By the time he got home, it was already afternoon. The sun was setting in the west, gradually turning orange as it enveloped the village like a bloody ray.

Not long after he returned home, his grandfather left after a simple meal. No one knew what he was busy with.

While Grandpa was gone, quite a few villagers had come to look for him. Each and every one of them looked very worried, and when they heard that he wasn't home and didn't rest at home, they immediately went back. They also told me that if Grandpa came back, I would tell them that they had been here.

Although they didn't tell me exactly why they were looking for my grandfather, it wasn't hard for me to guess why they were here.

Basically, they all came for the mysterious person. They wanted to know if grandfather had any way of capturing the mysterious person. They wanted to know if grandfather had made any progress. After all, if it wasn't necessary, no one wanted to move out.

Of course, there was an exception to this rule. After he came to see if his grandfather was still around, he left a letter and left. It was said that he was going to live in the city for a while tomorrow.

And little fatty, after he came to my house with his father, he said that I might be scared and volunteered to stay with me. However, I can probably guess his little nine nine nine nine. First, if he lives in my house without his father to take care of him, he would be considered the king of the tigers in the mountain. According to him, eating food is more fragrant; secondly, it would be for his grandfather.

Ignoring everything else, just the moment his father left, he kept asking what my grandfather usually did.

Night quietly descended, starting with the first star in the north.

He seemed to have seen the moon disappear and saw the sky filled with stars.

The starry night was beautiful, but the land under it was dark.

It was almost ten o'clock, and Grandpa still hadn't returned.

"Eldest Senior Brother, when is Master coming back?" Little Fatso asked me over and over as he watched the zombie movies on the TV.

It was unknown when Little Fatso had started calling me 'Big Senior', but I had 'reluctantly' accepted his address. In any case, I was still the grandson of my grandfather, and moreover, I was that 'Overcast' character. No matter what, I was worthy of being called 'Big Senior'.

All that was left was for Xiaomei to throw herself into his arms …

In that instant, I felt as if I had reached the pinnacle of my life.

"Grandfather has something big to do when he goes out. He might even need to capture a few zombies. What do you know?" I looked at Little Fatty with disdain. To be honest, I already liked the feeling of being the eldest senior brother in my heart.

"Yes, yes, yes. You're right. Master's cultivation is unfathomable. He must be very powerful." Little Fatty looked at me with a fawning smile. In order to catch ghosts, there was nothing that Little Fatty couldn't do.

On the TV, it was also night time. Ninth Uncle was hiding with his two disciples in a small room, waiting for the zombies.

The dark room was filled with faint smoke. Dark clouds intertwined, covering the moonlight in the blink of an eye. Everything was quiet …

Bang bang!

The three held their breath, staring at the scene in front of them. Only the sound of their heartbeats seemed to be telling them about their lives.

In the distance, there seemed to be women whispering, mixed with bursts of children's laughter. Ninth Uncle and his two disciples were immediately in high spirits, they knew that a ghost had come.

Peng!

The sound of something heavy landing on the ground continuously sounded out. A zombie appeared in the camera. It had a pale green face, black eye sockets, lifeless eyes, long fangs … At the corner of his mouth, a bright red light flashed. It was blood, and it seemed to be dripping from his fangs as it slid down the corner of his mouth …

one drop

As it jumped, it constantly shook and slid down.

Little Fatty and I knew that there was more than one zombie inside. There was another one, the one that was hiding somewhere and quietly hiding in the dark, ready to deal a fatal blow to the three of them at any time.

The darkness around him seemed to be there, and you could never guess when it would fly out.

"Attack!"

Ninth Uncle lightly shouted, picked up Mo Dou and jumped towards that zombie.

"Go!" The two disciples also loudly shouted, but their bodies didn't move at all. They only watched as Ninth Uncle rushed up by himself.

"Hahaha!" Little Fatty and I couldn't help but burst out laughing. These two disciples were really too cowardly.

"If it was me, I definitely wouldn't be so cowardly." Little Fatty hurriedly said.

Suddenly, a zombie appeared behind the two of them!

Roar!

"Ah!" Little Fatty and I were so shocked that we hugged.

Somehow, there was a sense of panic in my heart, a feeling that there was also a pair of eyes lurking in the darkness outside the window, staring at us, ready to swallow us.

"Otherwise …" Let's turn it off. " I suggested to Little Fatso.

The dark night, the empty and quiet wilderness.

Empty music, the whimper of the wind.

The dim light cast two long shadows.

I felt as if a zombie might pop up at any moment and bite me on the neck.

I just realized that corpses aren't scary, ghosts aren't scary either. The scariest thing is when a person watches a ghost film, or when two kids watch a ghost film … Or perhaps loneliness and the unknown were the most terrible.

"Yes." Little Fatty nodded and shrunk his neck.

At this moment!

"Duk Duk Duk!" Knock! Knock! Knock!

The fear on Little Fatso's face immediately disappeared, replaced with joy. "It's Master who's back."

I slowly shook my head. "It's not grandpa. grandpa has the key. You don't have to knock on the door when you come back."

"Then who else will be coming this late?" Little Fatty's expression immediately changed as he slowly turned his head towards me and whispered.

We both slowed down, as if a quick movement would suddenly produce a green-faced, fanged zombie behind us.

"I don't know." I pointed at the door, "Why don't you open the door? Maybe the villagers have come again. There will be a lot of people looking for Grandfather tonight."

"I'm not going. You're the owner of the house, you go." Little Fatso said softly, "Who knows if it might be that mysterious person. I heard my father tell my mother that he hasn't been captured yet."

"If I go to open the door, perhaps that mysterious person will suck me in, just like Uncle pockmarked and the others." Little Fatso analyzed in a reasonable manner, "The fat guy has a lot of meat, so he likes to smoke more. That's why I'm in more danger than you."

The ghost was still there, and there was an unknown knock on the door.

"Duk Duk."

The knocking continued.

"Little Fatty, I'm the Eldest Senior Brother, you have to listen to me." I whispered in Little Fatty's ear.

"I haven't even taken a master yet. Master is not yet my master, so you are not yet my eldest senior brother." Little Fatty whispered into my ear.

This damn fatty, at this moment, was quite clear-cut.

At this time, the people outside seemed to become annoyed from knocking on the door. They directly shouted, "Village Chief Gou, are you there?"

"This voice sounds a little familiar." Little Fatso nodded. "Oh right, it's Boss Gao. Only Boss Gao can make such a weird sound, and he's not the same as us."

After confirming that it was Boss Gao outside, Little Fatty responded, "There's someone here!" "Just you wait, I'll open the door for you right away."

Immediately after, Little Fatso eagerly ran over to open the door.

In my heart, I really didn't want to open the door for Boss Gao. One reason was that I always felt that he was gloomy, making me uncomfortable, and the other reason was because yesterday …

That beam of azure light!

Cyan represents...

Ghost!

But before I could stop him, Little Fatty ran out.

Boss Gao was wearing a large black windbreaker and his leather shoes were still shiny, just like his face.

He came in, looked at me, and looked around the room again. His eyes made me feel very uncomfortable, very uneasy, and there was something about them that I couldn't quite make out, like when Little Fatty saw a branch that was just right for a wooden sword.

"Huaizu, is your grandfather not here?"

He smiled at me, still smiling like a fried ball.

The uneasiness in my heart grew stronger.

"Yes, grandpa went out and will be back soon." "No," I said.

Little Fatty seemed to notice my uneasiness and said to me, "Huaizu, you don't have to be afraid. My father said that Boss Gao is a good person and he even gave Uncle pockmarked and Third Uncle a lot of money. My father said that there aren't many good bosses like Boss Gao now."

"Yeah, there aren't many good people like me anymore." Boss Gao was still smiling like a fried rice ball that had been fried for three days and three nights.

My hands were shaking, my whole body was shaking, and I thought I saw Boss Gao smiling...

The corner of his mouth split open like a bag that had been ripped open, directly reaching his ears.

"Huaizu, what happened to you? Why are you shaking?" Little Fatso tugged on my sleeve. "You don't need to be afraid anymore. With Boss Gao here, what are you afraid of?"

"Yeah, what are you afraid of?" Boss Gao stared at me and laughed.

His head dropped.

He picked up his head. The head was still looking at me!

My entire body was trembling, but I didn't dare to make the slightest movement or cry out. I could only stare at him, fearing that his split mouth would eat me if I wasn't careful.

Little Fatso suddenly collapsed limply onto the ground, while Boss Gao put his head back on his neck.

He twisted his neck.

Looking at me, I let out a sinister laugh.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk …"