Soon, Wu Weiwei also rushed over.
The two of them took turns attacking the same point with force, and with their cooperation, a hole appeared on the solid wall.
The blood and tears in Fan Xiaozhou's eyes flowed more and more, and his struggle became more intense. His sharp nails desperately attacked the talisman that trapped him, each time more ferocious than the last.
As the hole in the wall grew bigger, her emotions completely spiraled out of control.
In her opinion, these two people were here to harm her, and they were looking for her body just to control her. This realization deepened her hatred, and the dark yin energy around her body surged up, and she finally broke through the siege and rushed out.
Almost at the same time, the wall cracked into several gaps due to continuous hacking, and concrete wall blocks fell to the ground with a clatter, revealing the shriveled corpse inside.
It was a woman, her shriveled flesh tightly attached to her bones, her limbs tightly bound with wire, standing stiffly against the wall like a mummy.
Cement dust covered her face, hiding her eyes which remained open until her death.
Her mouth was very big and filled with cement. There were two lines of black marks under her eye sockets, which were her cries for help condensed with blood and tears when she was alive.
The crazy Fan Xiaozhou suddenly stopped all movements. She looked at the mummy in confusion, as if she didn't recognize it.
Chen Ling carried the corpse out of the wall, put it on the ground, and gently wiped off the cement residue on it.
The German Shepherd lay on the ground with a calm look in his eyes, staring at the young man intently, not moved by human emotions at all.
Compared to this big dog, Wu Weiwei felt a little more pity when he looked at the ferocious-looking female ghost.
He lowered his head and searched his body, handed Chen Ling a pack of tissues, and then looked at Fan Xiaozhou: "We are here to help you, we won't hurt you."
Fan Xiaozhou's eyes, as dark as black water, moved, and the blood and tears surging in his eye sockets suddenly disappeared.
She was still on guard and refused to go over from a distance.
Chen Ling wiped the face of the corpse clean. Judging from the bone structure, she was a beauty back then. It was a pity that she trusted the wrong person and fell in love with the wrong person.
He stood up from the ground and looked at Fan Xiaozhou: "Do you remember why you were killed?"
Fan Xiaozhou looked at his own body without saying anything.
Chen Ling: "On the day you died, you were supposed to go on a date with Tao Zhiyong, right? You arrived early to give him a surprise, but you accidentally overheard the illegal activities between him and the principal. Fan Xiaozhou, you are a kind person. You can't tolerate your boyfriend being a bad guy who disregards the lives of others for the sake of profit. You were in pain and entangled, and finally decided to call the police and report them."
"But when I was leaving, I was so panicked that I accidentally bumped into the trash can..." Fan Xiaozhou's voice was withered, hoarse and rough, and not at all as pleasant as it was when he was alive.
Chen Ling stopped talking and waited quietly for her to finish.
"Tao Zhiyong rushed out and grabbed me. He pinched my neck and asked me how much I heard. I was very scared and in pain at the time. I hoped that he would turn himself in, but he slapped me hard and said that I wanted to hurt him..."
Fan Xiaozhou laughed softly, and the veins at the corners of his eyes disappeared back into his flesh, no longer looking so hideous.
"He was extremely angry, and he grabbed my hair and forced me not to tell anyone what happened today." She closed her empty black eyes, and her voice floated in the corridor. "When he saw that I didn't agree, he grabbed my head and banged it against the wall, completely disregarding our old friendship."
"I was in so much pain, I didn't want to die... I, I started to resist him..."
Fan Xiaozhou has a very deep memory of that day.
She was trapped in this school, tortured by memories year after year, suffering and regretting why she believed Tao Zhiyong's sweet words and why she didn't listen to her parents and stay away from that man.
Such thoughts had occurred to her when she was strangled unconscious by the furious Tao Zhiyong and was ruthlessly sealed into the wall by him.
"When he sealed me into the wall, I was still alive, I was really still alive..." Fan Xiaozhou wailed in pain, his sharp nails digging into his arms tightly. "When I woke up from the coma caused by lack of oxygen, he had already poured cement under my neck. I was so scared at the time, I couldn't move my body, and no one responded to my cries."
She paused, her eyes becoming sinister, "No, there was someone there. Principal Jin was there too. He said I was too noisy and would attract the patrolling security guards..."
So the next second, Tao Zhiyong quickened his pace in pouring cement, and in less than ten minutes, the cement had covered half of her face.
The cement blocking her mouth and nose took away her breath. The feeling of suffocation made her terrified and she could only rely on her eyes to call for help.
She was too naive, how could a heartless person let her go? When the blood and tears were left, Tao Zhiyong poured a bucket of cement on her head.
The world was swallowed by darkness and her breathing stopped.
Apart from inspiring hatred, these memories will have no other effect on Fan Xiaozhou.
"Let me go and let me find Tao Zhiyong, otherwise..." Fan Xiaozhou showed her sharp teeth, and the cold smile made her face look a little distorted.
"I have informed the underworld about your grievances. The Soul-Seeking Division has approved your revenge on Tao Zhiyong. But there is one thing: you cannot get your hands stained with blood. If you have blood on your body, no one can save you."
The emotion in Fan Xiaozhou's eyes changed: "You won't kill me?"
Chen Ling shook his head. "You are seeking revenge for yourself according to the law of the netherworld. Why should I kill you? But the Thousand-armed Thousand-eyed Guanyin picture on Tao Zhiyong is not broken. If you approach rashly, you will only bring danger to yourself."
"I know..." Fan Xiaozhou had suffered from the Thousand-Armed and Thousand-Eyed Guanyin Picture. When Tao Zhiyong first stepped into this school, she thought about killing him, just like she had treated herself back then, dragging him into the cold walls and sealing him inside forever.
She thought too simply, like a moth to a flame, and was nearly burned to death by the boundless magical power emanating from the Guanyin tattoo.
"I'll find a way myself." When Fan Xiaozhou was not crazy, she seemed no different from an ordinary young girl, except that her face was a little pale and her red skirt made her look weird.
Chen Ling: "The complicated negative energy in the outside world is not good for you. I advise you to stay in school. Believe me, Tao Zhiyong will definitely come to Rongshen again."
Perhaps it was because the young man's tone was too sure and sincere that Fan Xiaozhou wavered.
Chen Ling: "I will take your body back for burial."
Although it was a statement, his eyes were looking at Fan Xiaozhou inquiringly.
Fan Xiaozhou walked up to his own body. There was still indelible cement on his face, but some places had been wiped clean, revealing the dehydrated and shriveled skin underneath.
She reached out and touched her eye sockets. The eyeballs embedded in them had become gray, like old, crumpled straw paper. The eyeballs and the whites of the eyes had turned a dull gray and would never move again.
I remember Tao Zhiyong once said that what he loved most was her eyes.
Fan Xiaozhou laughed silently, the hatred in his eyes was like a poisonous snake out of a cage, spitting out its tongue towards the other two people present.
She stared at Chen Ling's eyes for a long time, and suddenly smiled bitterly.
She couldn't tell good from evil when she was alive, let alone now.
"Okay." Fan Xiaozhou closed his eyes. "If I find out that you are playing tricks, I won't let you go."
Chen Ling is very good at making people angry, "You can't beat me."
Wu Weiwei glanced over and was in awe. Brother Chen was very brave. Wasn’t he afraid of provoking the other party and starting another fight
Fan Xiaozhou glared at him, pursed her dark grey lips, and looked at her own body with her dark eyes. She whispered, "Where are you going to bury me?"
Chen Ling said: "Yuhe Mountain is a Feng Shui treasure land, it is worth lying down there."
Wu Weiwei added: "The mountains and rivers are beautiful, and there are rare birds and Wong Tai Sin to play with."
Awoo: "Awoo!"
Fan Xiaozhou: “…”
Chen Ling suddenly turned around and rushed to the window.
Downstairs, a pale-faced man was looking up at him.
It’s Zhou Yuanxin.
Zhou Yuanxin had a faint smile on his face, his eyes were wide open, and his mouth kept moving.
Logically speaking, he shouldn't be able to hear his voice at such a distance, but Chen Ling clearly heard him say, "Four more to go."
Chen Ling turned around and ran downstairs. When he came out of Chenzhou Building, Zhou Yuanxin was gone.
Wu Weiwei stopped behind, panting, and said intermittently: "Chen, Brother Chen, could he have left the school?"
Zhou Yuanxin was only fifteen years old when he died. When his life was just beginning, he had too many expectations and yearnings for the future. Now that the cage of confinement has been broken, he will definitely leave here as soon as possible.
In such a vast sea of people, it is very difficult to find a ghost that has just died a month ago and whose yin energy is not too strong.
He lowered his head and saw that the German Shepherd had followed him out from the Shenzhou Building at some point and kept poking the young man's palm with its wet nose.
Chen Ling flicked its nose with his curved finger and said, "Stop messing around."
It shrank back, turned around and ran, turning its head and barking behind it as it ran.
A dog's nose is much more sensitive than a human's. Chen Ling quickly understood what was going on and shouted to Wu Weiwei, "Follow me!"
The German Shepherd ran very fast. Every time it passed a street corner, it would stop and squat on the curb and wait. When it saw the young man approaching, it would slowly lift its butt and continue running forward.
"Brother Chen, where is it taking us?" Wu Weiwei said in one breath and almost passed out.
Chen Ling raised his hand and pointed at the sign on the main road in the middle. "It's 500 meters away from Rong Xiang Hospital... He Jiajun should be in that hospital."
It is not difficult to guess Zhou Yuanxin's thinking. He asked Xiang Yong to bring the playing cards to He Jiajun as a last resort.
If He Jiajun was timid enough and had a lucky heart, he would definitely come back to school to participate in the game. After all, only one person among the participants would be the loser, but if he didn't participate, Zhou Yuanxin would probably keep pestering him.
This is the what-if scenario Zhou Yuanxin is betting on.
But now a passage has been opened in the Jiuyin Land, and the carefully calculated "if" has become a last resort that has been abandoned. There is no need for Zhou Yuanxin to stay in school and wait for He Jiajun to take the bait.
Rong Xiang Hospital is a large comprehensive private hospital. There are not many patients inside. As soon as you enter, the receptionist standing at the door will smile gently and politely.
Chen Ling smiled back and looked past the receptionist to the elevator.
The German Shepherd was lying outside the emergency exit on the east side of the elevator. When he saw the young man coming, he immediately sat up and said, "Woof."
The cry was very high and cold. After that, he turned around and used his head to push open the door of the emergency passage and flexibly got in.
Wu Weiwei approached Chen Ling and whispered, "It's true that things resemble their owners. This character is a little bit like Brother Jiang."
Chen Ling touched his chin and thought to himself, when this is over, I really have to ask my ancestors where they got this cute dog from. It is so smart.
"We are here to visit our classmate, He Jiajun." Wu Weiwei said to the receptionist.
He Jiajun is the son of a small shareholder of Rong Xiang Hospital. He can barely be considered a young master, but he has a bad temper. I don't know how many times he has broken things in the past few days.
But today is a little strange.
I heard from the nurse in charge of him that the difficult young master specially sent exquisite snacks to all the nurses on duty this morning and he was in an extremely good mood.
The receptionist put away his thoughts, smiled and said, "I'll take you there."
Chen Ling shook his head and said in a gentle and innocent manner, "Thank you, Miss. Please tell us the ward number and we will go up by ourselves."
The receptionist thought about it and decided it was a good idea. After telling them the ward, he personally escorted the two to the elevator.
When I reached the second floor and opened the door, the German Shepherd was already lying on the small square carpet outside.
Hearing a ding-dong sound, it sat up suddenly and tilted its head to look at the opening elevator door.
The silver metal door opened and Chen Ling stepped out. The German Shepherd jumped up and circled around the young man's legs, refusing to move forward.
No one knows how many people have died of illness on this floor. The gloomy energy is very heavy, making the white lights in the corridor look eerie and dim.
Chen Ling looked down at the German Shepherd and asked, "Did he lose it?"
The German Shepherd tilted its head again and let out a weak, somewhat flattering howl.
Chen Ling frowned. He had noticed that the German Shepherd's eyes were unusual and somewhat similar to his ancestor's. He couldn't help but wonder if this big dog was his ancestor. But now seeing the other dog's silly and cute look, he became unsure again.
He squatted down, held the German Shepherd's head and pressed his forehead against the other's furry head, "Jiang Yu."
Wu Weiwei: “…” Is he crazy or did he change the dog’s name on a whim? Does Brother Jiang know
Chen Ling's eyelashes almost rubbed against the German Shepherd's eyelashes. When he was about to move away, the German Shepherd suddenly stuck out its tongue and licked his cheek.
At that moment, Chunran's eyes became deep.
Chen Ling pinched the dog's ears fiercely, and the German Shepherd's eyes became clear and pure again. It kept howling and rubbed the young man's other hand with its wet nose.
"Brother Chen... are you okay?" Wu Weiwei asked with concern, "If you are tired, can we take a rest first?"
Chen Ling realized that it was weird for him to be so intimate with the dog without paying attention to others. He stood up with a stern face and walked forward with his hands behind his back as if nothing had happened.
He Jiajun's ward was at the end of the corridor. Before he got close, he could hear excited voices coming from inside.
The thug who set the fire was proudly claiming credit: "Mr. He, you don't know that we burned a bunch of mugwort to drive away ghosts. My mother once told me that it is the best thing to drive away evil spirits. It can drive away any demons and monsters."
"Really?" He Jiajun wanted to sit up from the hospital bed, but he grimaced in pain every time he moved.
The joy in his heart was reduced by the pain. He asked the thug to help him lift the bed, and then he sat back and said like a big shot: "Since you guys are doing me a favor, I will not treat you unfairly. But I have one more thing I want to trouble you with."
"It doesn't matter if it's troublesome or not. Just say the word and we will go through mountains of swords and seas of fire for you."
People, when it comes to money, fame and fortune, have no bottom line, but hearing these words made him feel comfortable all over.
He Jiajun smiled, raised his chin, and said, "Open the bottom drawer of the bedside table and take out the playing cards inside."
I was a little afraid before, but now that the tree where Zhou Yuanxin hanged himself has been burned down, what is there to be afraid of
The leader of the gang opened the drawer as he was told, and found nothing inside except a playing card.
He picked up the playing card and turned it over curiously. "This..."
As soon as He Jiajun saw the name on the back of the card, he started to panic and couldn't suppress his irritation. "Take this card out and burn it for me. Then flush the ashes down the toilet."
"Yes, yes, I will definitely rinse it clean." The gangster said nice words but he was feeling uneasy inside.
For some reason, he always felt that the playing cards on his palm were sticky.
The gang leader shuddered, and when he saw He Jiajun looking at him, he smiled and said, "The air conditioner is too cold. It's a bit chilly."
He Jiajun took out the envelope he had prepared in advance from under his pillow and threw it over.
"Take them out for a good meal."
"Thank you, Mr. He!" The gang leader was so happy holding the thick envelope that he didn't know what to do. He quickly put the envelope into his pocket and left with his men.
As soon as I went out, I saw an adult man in a security uniform and a beautiful boy in a school uniform standing not far from the ward.
The gangster's fierce eyes swept over, and Chen Ling immediately lowered his head timidly and asked in a low voice: "Excuse me, is He Jiajun in this ward?"
The gangster just thought he had just arrived, "Yes."
After saying that, he walked towards the elevator with a few brothers in a menacing manner.
Chen Ling stood close to the wall like a punching bag, making way for the others. When they entered the elevator, he sneered and said to Wu Weiwei, "See? He's being followed."
When the gang leader stepped into the elevator, his heels suddenly lifted up.
The movement was so small that even he didn't notice it.
Wu Weiwei made a sound of disgust and whispered into Chen Ling's ear, "You will suffer for what you have done. I'm afraid they won't know until they die that the fire with the mugwort not only didn't burn Zhou Yuanxin to death, but it made him escape!"
Chen Ling: "So, you reap what you sow, and no one can escape it."
Wu Weiwei glanced at the tightly closed ward door and asked, "Should we still go in?"
Chen Ling thought for a moment and said, "No, but we can't leave the hospital for the time being."
"But if I don't go back to school, what will happen to Fan Xiaozhou? We don't have to watch over her?" Wu Weiwei really didn't want Fan Xiaozhou to commit other murders. If she was just seeking revenge for herself, the Seventy-two Departments would settle the accounts for her and allow her to reincarnate smoothly.
"Let your brother Jiang go and watch it." After Chen Ling said that, he really sent a message to Jiang Yu. While his fingers were tapping on the screen, he secretly glanced at the German Shepherd at his feet.
The big dog had a keen sense and immediately raised its head, accurately catching the young man's gaze.
Chen Ling withdrew his gaze and clicked "Send".
Jiang Yu's message came back quickly: A ghost messenger had already gone to Rongxin Middle School, and would take Fan Xiaozhou to the underworld after he avenged his grievances.
Chen Ling was relieved, put away his phone and said to Wu Weiwei, "It's settled."
"What should we do then?" Wu Weiwei pointed at his nose and said, "Go back to school now?"
"No." Chen Ling thought for a moment, crossed his arms and looked Wu Weiwei up and down, "Zhou Yuanxin's situation is different from Fan Xiaozhou's. He was not killed by He Jiajun and Cheng Le themselves. The methods of the Soul-Seeking Division do not apply to him."
Wu Weiwei's scalp tingled when his brother Chen looked at him: "So?"
Chen Ling: "Try to stop him from killing people."
Wu Weiwei: "Then?"
Chen Ling: "How about you try the special free hotel?"
"Not so good..." Wu Weiwei was terrified, "Brother Chen, can you just say what you want to say? I'm scared when you look at me like that."
Chen Ling cleared his throat and said seriously, "We will stay in the hospital to look after He Jiajun. You will be the patient, and I will be the strong boy who takes care of my sick brother."
Wu Weiwei: “…”
Why do I never get to play the role of a lively and cheerful boy? !