Hit ghost

Chapter 181

Xie Jin couldn't believe his ears. He looked at Wen Liang's fluttering lips, and couldn't accept the fact that the other party revealed just four words.

He Nian is dead?How could that unremarkable young man who loves to eat chocolate just die like this?

Xie Jin took a step forward, trying to grab Wen Liang's arm and ask for clarification, but for some reason his feet softened, and he fell to his knees on the ground with some loss of strength.

He almost looked at Zhuo Ketuoda behind Wen Liang as if asking for help. He had never expected this girl who had no blood relationship with He Nian to firmly refute Wen Liang.

But no.

The girl's originally lively eyes were now dead silent. She didn't look at anyone, but just stared blankly at the ground, looking like a puppet that had lost its soul.

Sudden tinnitus in the left ear, as if there was a gust of boiling water in the brain, the humming made Xie Jin subconsciously block it, his heart seemed to be tightly grasped, numb and painful.

"Xie Jin." A hand firmly grasped Xie Jin's slipping body, Wen Liang couldn't see joy or sorrow on his face, he just looked at Xie Jin lightly, but his eyes seemed to invite him to look further away.

Wen Liang didn't speak, the jade tablet he held in his hand was what he wanted to express, the golden light flowing on the jade tablet became more and more intense, as if he was interacting with the same origin.

"... Time is running out, we have to save him." Wen Liang's hand holding the jade tablet tightened, and he helped Xie Jin to walk into the house, "What about He Nian... is a bit complicated, I will wait until it is over." Let me tell you more."

Xie Jin didn't resist the whole time. He let Wen Liang drag him into the wooden building. If his brain was compared to a computer, then the main board was probably burned out at this moment, and he couldn't think about things anymore.

"Jin..." Jiu followed Tongtong Yuyu, looking at Xie Jin's appearance, he felt mixed emotions.

It's so similar, it's exactly the same as the state that was on the verge of collapse two years ago.

The canine teeth creaked and creaked, and Jiu's ignorant eyes began to change. He stared at the backs of those people in front of him, and suddenly felt that he should hate them.

If it weren't for them, Jin wouldn't have experienced this painful feeling again; if it wasn't for them, Jin wouldn't have gone to that abandoned hospital, and he wouldn't have been tortured to the point where he was covered in bruises; if it wasn't for them...

Can Jin still live to this day, relying on him who couldn't even transform himself?Can Jin, who tries to kill himself every day, survive?

Although Jiu was unwilling, he had to admit that if Ji Duan hadn't broken into Jin's life without any scruples, "Xie Jin" might no longer exist in this world today.

"Ah, damn it!" Jiu Biao uttered a curse word that he didn't know where he learned it, and he suddenly rushed away from Tong Yuyu in front of him, and hugged Xie Jin's weakly hanging arm.

The animal ears hidden in the hair trembled, and the boy looked at Xie Jin with the most sincere eyes - even though he saw something in the man's eyes gradually dying, like ashes blown away by the wind, Jiu still said loudly come out.

"Let's go save him together, Jin! Go save that stinky boy Ji Duan who always gets into trouble with me!" He held up Xie Jin's arm, but his short body supported the other half of Xie Jin's body, "No matter what you do, I will support you unconditionally you!"

Wen Liang felt that most of Xie Jin's weight had been shared. He poked his head out to look at the boy who showed a firm attitude. It seemed that this little guy had indeed grown a lot during the time he was away from them.

The group returned to Zhuo Ketuoda's room. When Xie Jin saw Ji Duan on the bed, tears still welled up from his sour eyes. He knelt beside the bed, holding the young man's warm hands and weeping silently.

Now that he didn't know why he was crying, it was probably just an instinctive physiological reaction. At the moment of crying, some broken images flashed through his brain.

Xie Jin suddenly felt inexplicably wronged. The moment he saw Ji Duan, he seemed to be stripped of all his strength. He opened his mouth but found that he could only make a sobbing sound, and could only let the tears flow more violently.

Wen Liang turned the jade tablet around Ji Duan's neck and recited a mantra silently in his heart. After the spell was finished, the jade tablet shone with dazzling golden light, and a golden figure similar in size to Ji Duan appeared from the jade tablet.

Although the golden figure was a little fuzzy, the outline of the facial features could be seen to be exactly the same as that of Ji Duan. He floated in the air, his eyes swept over the faces of everyone present, and then looked at the young man on the bed.

He seemed a little ignorant, he didn't know why he was here, and he couldn't understand who the young man on the bed who was carved out of his own mold was both strange and familiar, and there was a force in the dark that was drawing him closer.

Looking at his pale golden transparent body, he instinctively wanted to resist, but he couldn't ignore the attraction of that force. After staying in the air for a short time, his body slowly descended and merged with Ji Duan on the bed.

Immediately afterwards, Ji Duan also emitted a faint golden light, and the body that looked no different from ordinary people suddenly became transparent, and the outline of the body turned into dots of golden starlight, floating towards the ceiling and the wider sky.

"What's going on here! What happened to Wen Liang?" Xie Jin noticed the abnormality, and hurriedly grabbed the young man's arm, but no matter how he grabbed it, what his hands touched was the illusory air.

Ji Duan is like a virtual product under holographic projection, lying in this small broken wooden house that is completely incompatible with high technology.But now, his body is dissipating little by little, like a glitch caused by a program error.

"This is returning the soul to the body." Wen Liang patted Xie Jin on the shoulder, signaling him to calm down, "Now that Ji Duan's soul is complete, the three souls and seven souls will naturally return to the body. Don't worry, it will be different from before."

"Where's the real god? What about the ceremony? So it's so simple...it's over?" Xie Jin, who was hit hard by the news not long ago, couldn't accept it for a while. He could only stare blankly at Wen Liang, hoping to hear the answer from the other party's mouth, " Is he still alive?"

"According to your current state, I'm afraid you can rest assured only when you see him in person." Patting Xie Jin on the shoulder again, Wen Liang helped him to the side of the bed and sat down.

There was still Ji Duan's lingering warmth on the sheet, Xie Jin was in a trance, stroking the wrinkled bed sheet repeatedly, he couldn't believe that Ji Duan was really not here anymore.

"He should be in a high-grade ward in Tan Jiang. If the soul returns to the body, he should probably be awake by now." Wen Liang walked to Zhuo Ketuoda's side, and he pushed the girl to sit on the wooden chair beside the bed, while he himself Leaning against the window.

The half-open window was slowly swayed by the wind, and the ponytail on the back of Wen Liang's head was blown wildly by the cool wind that penetrated into people's hearts. "Or should we leave the village now?"

"No... let's talk about Anian, what's going on?" Xie Jin glanced at Zhuo Ketuoda, who was ashamed. With so many things happening in the past few days, he could probably understand that the little girl had something in her heart. How uncomfortable.

"During the time I left the village, what happened? Ah Nian...why did he die?"