The clear footsteps echoed in the empty square, as if silently saying "I'm coming."
Xu Zhe looked exceptionally calm, with an evil smile on his face. He dragged the sword, which was redder than blood, with one hand and walked forward along the blood trail of the ghost...
Where the tip of the sword slid across the ground, all the blood that came into contact with it instantly evaporated into red gas and dissipated, as if Xu Zhe was holding an extremely hot iron in his hand.
Just by looking at it, the ghost was terrified, and his steps were shaking as he retreated. Fear paralyzed the pain of the broken hand, and he even forgot to scream...
The real reason why the ghost was so scared was that Xu Zhe was surrounded by a light red aura as thin as a gauze and like mist.
The ghosts do not think that these are useless "decorations", but according to legend, the spiritual pressure is so great that it can form a real scene.
Not to mention a great demon like myself who has practiced for more than 500 years, even an ordinary human being can see the existence of this spiritual energy.
Looking at the monsters, few have reached this level...
The one standing in front of me, approaching me step by step...
Just a human in his 20s? Compared to the long lifespan of a monster, he is not even a baby...
"Don't... come over here! Do you know who I am?" The ghost's head was covered with cold sweat, and his originally ferocious face now looked so ridiculous.
“I don’t know, look…” Xu Zhe’s strange blood-red pupils and expressionless face were enough to make everyone understand the meaning of fear.
“I am Lord Tengu’s direct subordinate! I am an important person among the hundreds of ghosts! If you kill me... you will not be able to escape the pursuit of the ghosts! You will die miserably!!!!” When the fear reaches its end, perhaps only intimidation is left
"It doesn't matter. I'm going to kill you all anyway. It saves a lot of time if we do it together." Xu Zhe's expression told the ghost in front of him that he was not joking.
Xu Zhe, who was chasing slowly, suddenly stopped, and the tall ghost bumped into the huge bronze bell.
The deep sound once again spread across the land, but it had a different meaning than the one that had just heralded the start of a battle.
Now it foreshadows the end of this battle...
"Aiya!!!" There is no way to retreat or avoid, the only choice left is to fight for life and death, right
The ghost made the "correct" choice, letting go of the wrist that was still covered in blood, and flew towards the thin human. Did it look like a bully
But who is bullying whom, I still don’t understand...
"My clothes are going to get dirty again..." With a helpless sigh, Xu Zhe lowered his body and took a half step forward. The red sword in his hand seemed to be endowed with a soul and swung it straight to the sky.
There was no suspense at all. The huge red ghost that flew over was mercilessly split in half in mid-air. The hot blood splashed everywhere, and Xu Zhe suddenly became a bloody man, his whole body dark red.
The body that was split in half fell helplessly to the ground on one side...
They did not turn into brilliant blue fireworks like other monsters when they died, but turned into ashes one by one as if eroded by a raging fire...
Even the souls that could have been freed were devoured by this "scorching" death.
This is probably Xu Zhe's cruelty
"It's finally over..." He held the terrifying red sword in front of him. The spell written on the sword was still shining black. He slowly put his two fingers together and wiped away the symbol of power...
The scarlet sword instantly returned to its original color, and countless green smoke emanated from the sword, as if it had just been steamed.
"I really want to take a hot bath..." Xu Zhe closed his tired eyes. He no longer had the strength to support this human body. He fell straight into a pool of sticky blood and passed out unconscious...
In the vague dream, I heard Wu Qian and Hao Zi's cries, but they were so subtle...
"Sir, it's over..." The boy slowly closed the DV he had been holding.
"Yes, Xu Zhe won again as usual, defeated the bad guys and became a hero." There was no regret on Yaqi's face, as if he had just watched a wonderful Hollywood blockbuster, but he didn't think that the death of his companions could affect his good mood in any way.
Time passed silently, and Xu Zhe was carried into a white ambulance by everyone. The bumpy ride and the noisy sirens could not make Xu Zhe open his eyes.
If she couldn't clearly see the mist formed by breathing on the oxygen mask, Wu Qian might have cried...
Sitting in the ambulance, Haozi was not too worried about Xu Zhe's condition. Having worked together for many years, he knew better than anyone that this guy's life would definitely scare cockroaches...
He called Boss Ouyang and informed him of the whole incident, also mentioning Xu Zhe's injuries.
So the entire Paranormal Investigation Division went out to the hospital to visit the patient for the first time.
The four Ferrari sports cars and the Audi A6 that had been parked in the garage finally started their engines and drove away from the headquarters.
Some police officers who didn't understand what was happening thought it was some major operation...
In the hospital, Xu Zhe was lying on a snow-white bed. The luxurious single room made the environment so quiet. So he could sleep peacefully, right? Like an ignorant child, with a faint smile on his face.
In the corridor outside the ward, Wu Qian and Haozi sat on the lounge chairs against the wall, waiting for the doctor's examination report.
Haozi was fine as he had a computer with him to pass the time, but Wu Qian could only lean on the cold backrest and wait silently.
Coincidentally, the doctor holding the medical record folder arrived at the same time as Boss Ouyang and others.
"Haozi, what happened to Xu Zhe?" The muscular Tiechui grabbed Haozi's shoulder and lifted him up.
“Brother, didn’t you see the doctor just came? I know nothing…” Haozi just couldn’t stand Tiechui’s reckless character.
"Doctor, are the test results out?" In comparison, Ouyang was much more gentle, covering his mouth lightly with a white handkerchief, his voice delicate and calm.
"The results are out..." Facing this huge lineup and the bandit-like hammer, the doctor was frightened and carefully looked through Xu Zhe's medical records. "The patient has multiple fractures on his right hand and multiple rib fractures. Fortunately, the internal organs and other major organs are not damaged, so these are not serious...
But…” At this point, the doctor’s expression revealed regret, “The CT scan found that there was a blood clot in the patient’s brain, compressing the optic nerve and brain tissue…
The patient's life may be in danger at any time, please be mentally prepared..."
“What are you saying? I don’t understand…” Wu Qian’s expression was so confused, she didn’t understand what the doctor meant.
"It's not like his life is in danger at any time..." Boss Ouyang rejected the doctor's diagnosis. "It will take another year for Xu Zhe to really die... and he will go blind in half a year, and in the next three months, his brain memory will begin to fade. It will be a year before Xu Zhe dies..."
"Is there any hospital that can make such an accurate judgment?" The doctor who looked through the medical records couldn't believe it.
"We found the most authoritative hospital in the world and hired the highest-charging doctor to do the examination. The diagnosis fee alone was one million US dollars." Haozi said disdainfully.
The doctor also realized that there was no room for him to speak here, so he turned around and left in disgrace...
"You all knew about this?" Wu Qian looked around the room in disbelief. Everyone was silent. "Why didn't you tell me? Am I not a member of this team?!"
"No one wants to talk about this..." Sitting back on the chair, Haozi continued to type on his notebook, the sound so soft that it seemed to be drowned out by the sound of the keyboard, "The countdown of life... Does anyone want to know the specific time?"
The whole place was dead silent, and everyone found a chair and sat down.
The corridors are filled with the groans of patients, the footsteps of doctors, and the laughter of nurses chatting...
"Does Xu Zhe also know about this?" Wu Qian asked softly with her head lowered.
"He was the first to see the results... We thought he would be depressed or collapse, or even speak incoherently. But..." Tiechui had a faint smile on his face, "he sighed, 'It's so boring to have to live this long...' and casually threw the report aside and fell asleep..."
"Okay, okay, since the result is that everything is fine, let's all go back and do what we need to do." Ouyang was the first to change the boring topic, and the members of the Paranormal Investigation Division began to leave in an orderly manner. "By the way, someone needs to stay behind to take care of Xu Zhe today, and it's you..."
There was no choice at all, so the boss's eyes naturally turned to Wu Qian who was sitting on the side.
"Me?" Wu Qian felt that she was a little dazed.
"Who else could it be but you? You are his partner." He closed the notebook as a matter of course, waved his hand, and left the silent hospital with the crowd.
When the corridor was empty, Wu Qian stood up and walked gently into Xu Zhe's ward.
It was already dusk, and the blood-red sunlight shone through the open windows onto the floor and the sheets, as if it had changed the color of the ward.
The gentle breeze danced the snow-white gauze curtains, and everything was so peaceful.
Lying on the comfortable hospital bed, Xu Zhe was still sleeping soundly. The dripping sound of the infusion bottle beside him was like his heartbeat.
She brought a chair and sat down beside Xu Zhe's bed. It was rare to see Xu Zhe like this, so Wu Qian just watched him quietly...
Until my vision began to blur, until the unknown tears fell on the sheets...
"What kind of person are you? Why do you carry so much misfortune and sorrow? Why do you never let others share your burden? Don't you really feel tired?" The only one who answered Wu Qian's question was Xu Zhe's calm face, as if he ignored her childish questions as usual.
Silence makes people tired, and a tired environment makes people want to fall asleep...
So, the tearful girl lay down beside the boy and fell asleep silently. Her expression was full of pain. I wonder what kind of nightmare she was having
Night fell quietly, and the wind that came in through the open window was chilly. Wu Qian seemed to be frozen and woke up after blinking twice through her sleepy eyes.
I unexpectedly discovered that Xu Zhe was leaning against the head of the bed, reading "One Hundred Demons Night Parade Illustrated Book" in the dim bedside light.
"Are you awake? Oh, right, the drip is finished!" Wu Qian suddenly became flustered, but when she looked up and saw the full bottle, she thought she was dreaming.
"I just asked the nurse to change it." Looking at the illustration in his hand silently, Xu Zhe's tone was still as cold.
"Are...are you okay?" Wu Qian stood up hesitantly, walked to the window, and closed the "entrance" for the wind.
"Haven't you read the doctor's medical report a long time ago? Several hand bones were fractured, several ribs were fractured..." Xu Zhe felt that Wu Qian's question was a little puzzling.
"Mine is... the one in your head..." Wu Qian really didn't want to mention it, but she couldn't control her curiosity.
"Your thing?" Xu Zhe was particularly unimpressed and turned a page of the book in his hand. "Nothing. I can still live for a while..."
"Aren't you afraid? You know the time of your death exactly..." The calmer Xu Zhe was, as if it had nothing to do with her, the more Wu Qian wanted to ask more.
"Fear? Why? Knowing when you will live and die often makes you more fulfilled than you are, and you will understand better what you should do." Xu Zhe was not as pessimistic as Wu Qian imagined.
"You..." Wu Qian was about to continue asking questions, but Xu Zhe actually covered his mouth with one hand and looked at the tightly closed door of the ward with a serious look.
Seeing Xu Zhe's serious expression, even Wu Qian herself became nervous, as if some disaster was about to happen.
"There's a nasty guy here..." Xu Zhe whispered something unbelievable...