Looking at Duan Lin's pale profile, Fan Wei felt mixed. This was the first ghost that Fan Wei encountered in her life, and in a sense, it was also Fan Wei's first man.
His coldness, majesty, cruelty, and even arrogance were deeply imprinted in Fan Wei's heart.
Fan Wei's fear of him has completely disappeared, and the misunderstandings that have made Fan Wei hate him. And the misunderstanding was resolved, and all that was left was endless moving. In this impetuous world, it is so difficult to find someone who turns around and does everything for himself, not to mention that the other person is a ghost.
Fan Wei doesn't know the truth of the different ways of human beings and ghosts. Duan Lin's body temperature as cold as a thousand years is enough to explain everything.
But an invisible force made Fan Wei reluctant to let go anyway.
The strange feeling spread in Fan Wei's heart, as if awakening something, this was a strange feeling that Fan Wei had never experienced before.
Even though the body is as cold as ice, the sun is shining in the heart.
Just when Fan Wei was about to lose consciousness from the cold, the voice of the pupil of the red flame finally sounded again.
"Your body temperature is just a drop in the bucket. It can't help him at all. The hottest thing in the body is blood."
"blood?"
"Do you want to save him?"
"Yes." Fan Wei blurted out without any hesitation.
"How to make yourself bleed and teach you with this palace?"
Hearing this, Fan Wei immediately got up, dragged her already frozen body, limped to the kitchen, took out a knife, and cut off her palm.
The blood gushed out instantly, and Fan Wei quickly squeezed Duan Lin's mouth open and drained the blood into his mouth.
Fan Wei finally stopped until the blood could no longer flow out, and the entire palm was pale and bloodless.
The dizziness caused by excessive blood loss made Fan Wei unable to think at all.
I don't know how long it has passed in the darkness. When Fan Wei opened his eyes again, she was still at home, empty in front of him, Duan Lin was missing, and his hand was actually bandaged carefully.
Fan Wei wanted to get up, but it was a pity that she was too weak to get up.
At this moment, the familiar voice came into my ears.
"Didn't you swear to kill me? Last night was your best chance, why was it wasted?"
Following the sound, Duan Lin was sitting on the window sill, his upper body naked, one leg bent on the window sill, the other leg hanging on one side, looking out the window.
It was dark night, and the moonlight shone on Duan Lin's face, revealing breathtaking sharpness. Especially in his eyes, there is a faint blue light in the depth, which is as mysterious as a ghost.
After only one day, Duan Lin's wounds were all healed. It was not surprising. Although his face was still a little pale, there was no serious problem.
On the contrary, Fan Wei's situation is even worse now, and she will not be able to raise it in ten and a half months.
Staring at Duan Lin's Gu Jing Wubo's profile, Fan Wei bit her lip lightly, and said entangledly: "I'm sorry, I blamed you before."
Duan Lin sneered, with disdain in his laughter: "Don't swear easily, let alone promise you can't fulfill the promise."
"What about you? Why are you protecting me at all costs?" Fan Wei asked, not to be outdone.
"I will do the same for anyone else," Duan Lin said blankly.
Whether or not these words were Duan Lin's sincerity, Fan Wei was undoubtedly sad.
Duan Lin jumped off the window sill, blood mist appeared out of thin air, spinning around Duan Lin's body, his clothes were already neatly dressed, and the dark red windbreaker was still breathtaking.
Duan Lin has never changed, it is Fan Wei who has changed.
People who eat whole grains and possess seven emotions and six desires, how can they be cold-blooded and unsympathetic like a ghost
"Where are you going?" Fan Wei asked subconsciously.
Duan Lin didn't look back: "What am I going to do, don't I need to report to a woman who is trying to trample on my dignity?"
When the voice fell, Duan Lin had turned into a blood mist, and went with the wind, disappearing without a trace.
The lonely and depressed Fan Wei sat in her arms and hugged her knees tightly, feeling uncomfortable in her heart.
In that situation, no one would apologize with death, even if it was a new one, Fan Wei would still do it.
He insisted on saying what was wrong, the fault was not understanding, the fault was the misunderstanding between each other.
In just a few days, Fan Wei lost all his friends and experienced things that no one else could experience in his entire life. But hesitation and helplessness are worse than feeling guilty for Duan Lin.
It's just that Fan Wei didn't understand. Since Duan Lin hadn't planned to harm herself from the beginning, why did the shadow of death hang over her all the time? The death of relatives when he was young, and the murder of friends now seem to remind Fan Wei that as long as anyone gets on himself, he will not die.
Jingle Bell…
The phone rang suddenly, and when I picked up the phone, it was a call from the instructor.
"Fan Wei, I can't see you for several days. You are really a dragon without seeing the end." A strange voice from the instructor came on the phone, and then added: "Forget it, let me know, the school has been closed recently. , You don’t use it for the time being. We will notify you when the class will start."
The instructor sighed with hatred for iron and steel, and hung up the phone hurriedly.
Probably because of the sixth sense of a woman, Fan Wei flipped through her mobile phone and found news about the school.
It was reported in the news that the complex was in a mess and was severely damaged. The police initially estimated that some idlers in the society sneaked into the campus and temporarily suspended classes for the safety of students.
There is no mention of the recent deaths in the news, and there is no need to think about it. The school has used some kind of relationship to suppress the incident.
Judging from the photos in the news, the complex can be described as'horrible', as if there was a small war.
It can be seen how intense the battle between Duan Lin and the mysterious man last night.
Duan Lin and Chi Yan Zhitong kept silent to the mysterious person, and Fan Wei had no way of knowing, so they could only read the ancient books of the San Qing Dynasty, looking for clues. There is a record of'corpse poison' on it.
A corpse poisonous person, after a person naturally dies, the spirit and soul dissipate, and the body is not decayed, and the evil poison that breeds is affected by the Yin Qi and evil Qi.
It is most common in corpse-mutants who are'bent over to bury'. The so-called burial is to bury your face down on your stomach. The anger and resentment gather in the throat and cannot be discharged normally, leading to the corpse transformation.
This poison can kill the Yang people and turn them into soulless people. If they swim in the sun, they are walking corpses. They are transmitted ten times and one hundred times, and they are extremely contagious.
Fan Wei watched with a cold sweat. He didn't expect the corpse poison to be so terrible, and she couldn't help being afraid. It is no wonder that Duan Lin is decisive in killing people who have been infected with corpse poison and does not leave any affection. The characteristic of'infection' alone cannot be one-tenth careless. (End of this chapter)