A dark spot of light was suspended in the palm of Mo Yunchu's hand, and endless energy emanated from it. Mo Yunchu had never seen this kind of energy before, but he had an inexplicable sense of familiarity, as if such a thing should be integrated with him.
Without anyone reminding him, when Mo Yunchu saw this "heart", he immediately had an idea -
As long as the fusion is successful, he can gain powerful strength!
Where did this come from
Mo Yunchu looked at Hao Shaoping who was lying limp on the ground vomiting blood. He saw that his palms were covered in blood and there were glaring pieces of flesh and blood on the ground. Those pieces of flesh and blood dripped onto the ground and formed a line, guiding Mo Yunchu to look into the dark coffin.
It's really strange, the coffin has been in this place all the time, but since he entered this hidden formation, his attention has never been focused here.
At last he saw it.
The person he had been looking for was lying quietly in the coffin, with his eyes closed, as calm as if he was asleep, but the fabric on his left chest was torn, the texture was broken, and there should be a beating heart surrounded by the ribs.
But that place was empty.
Mo Yunchu finally understood where the heart in his hand came from.
"Mo, Mo Yunchu..." Boss Hao, who was lying on the ground, was trembling all over. He looked at the moody madman with horror. This person was in a happy mood the last second, but now his mood suddenly dropped, and even Hao Shaoping felt as if he fell into an icy cave.
"I know why you are with him." Hao Shaoping heard clearly the first sentence of Mo Yunchu. Although he didn't know why Mo Yunchu said that the strange thing was his heart, since Mo Yunchu gave it to him, "I, Hao, will not covet even a single bit of this heart! It's all yours!!!"
Hao Shaoping wanted to swear, he was really afraid of the powerful one. In fact, the difference in strength between him and Mo Yunchu was not that big, but for some reason, he felt that Mo Yunchu was extremely scary at that moment.
Following Hao Shaoping's trembling voice of flattery and weakness, Mo Yunchu finally turned his head slowly and looked at the pale-faced Hao Shaoping.
The pair of dark phoenix eyes were very calm, without any warmth or ripples. Combined with the cold face, Hao Shaoping felt that the person looking at him was not a living person, but a ghost.
"I do miss his heart." The thin lips uttered words that were so cold that they lacked any human flavor, but at least these words agreed with Hao Shaoping.
Hao Shaoping quickly got up from the ground, with an air of igniting a sorghum stalk and climbing up the stalk: "It's my fault. I didn't discuss it with you first. In fact, our original goals were not in conflict. You have his heart, and I have his fate. We each have our own—"
The slender and powerful hands were wearing a bright red Tang suit. Mo Yunchu's hands were very beautiful. He was often praised by fans, saying that these were a pair of hands for playing the piano. Now this hand broke through the old skin like tree bark and took out a warm heart.
Those who have been cheated by Hao Shaoping will all suspect whether he has a black heart.
In fact, his heart is the same as that of a normal person.
Hao Shaoping looked stunned and stared at Mo Yunchu in disbelief.
It was Hao Shaoping's real body that was killed by Mo Yunchu, but Hao Shaoping also had a clone. As the saying goes, a cunning rabbit has three burrows. Hao Shaoping has lived for so long, and including his real body, he has a total of three lives. Although his real body died and his clone would be seriously injured, he could still survive.
Even though he was no match for Mo Yunchu in appearance, he was still able to trip up Mo Yunchu in secret.
Why did Mo Yunchu have to go to such lengths with him
Mo Yunchu thought about that man's heart. He had completely given it to him. Even though he knew that the light spot contained a huge secret, he still gave it to Mo Yunchu completely. Why should Mo Yunchu fight with him to the death
The old body fell down, and the eyes were still staring in the direction of Mo Yunchu. Hao Shaoping had no idea that Mo Yunchu would suddenly attack him.
With the death of Hao Shaoping's original body, this unmanned concealment formation lost control and became ineffective, exposing everyone inside and outside the formation.
The gravekeeper stood at the entrance of the tunnel. He raised his hand and several black lines shot out from his sleeves and sank into Hao Shaoping's body in the blink of an eye.
The gravekeeper waved his hand again, and the corpse was not moved by him. Instead, the black lines broke off one by one.
"I just want to collect his body." said the gravekeeper.
Mo Yunchu stood between the two corpses. His dark eyes made it hard to tell his emotions. Only the blood on his hands was particularly shocking.
Seeing this scene, the gravekeeper remembered many years ago, when he was still a middle-aged man, he followed his master to the Mo family. His master went against him, and he wanted to stop him but failed.
Finally, he saw the poor parents lying in a pool of blood, and the strange child lying between the two corpses, with a pair of dark eyes open, not crying or laughing, staring at him quietly, like an ominous flower blooming from a plant rooted in the corpses.
The scene before me briefly overlapped with the past scene.
A heartless monster suddenly gets entangled with this man named Tang Ning, just to get a heart that truly matches him from this man
If Mo Yunchu really succeeded in fusing this heart, it would probably not even need to wait until Mo Yunchu's death. As long as he was alive, he would be able to turn into an evil spirit that no one could do anything to.
The gravekeeper couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
This was different from the result he had calculated. On that day, Hao Shaoping asked him to borrow a coffin, and he cast a divination. The divination indicated that he had borrowed the coffin, and Mo Yunchu's vitality would be damaged.
"Did he pass on his technique of resurrection to you?" Mo Yunchu suddenly asked.
The gravekeeper was stunned.
This "he" refers to their master, although Mo Yunchu has never been willing to admit that he has such a master.
"What do you want to do?" asked the gravekeeper. He had already vaguely guessed an idea in his mind, but this idea was too unthinkable.
Mo Yunchu held up the floating black light in his hand. His face was expressionless and his eyes were unblinking. "If I give him my heart, can he survive?"
"… I can't do it to the same extent as my master. If you want to bring him back to life, this heart alone is not enough. The energy contained in this heart seems to have the same origin as the energy in you. If you are willing—"
"good."
He hadn't even mentioned a specific price, but Mo Yunchu had already agreed.
The dead person was extremely important to Mo Yunchu, more important than any of them could have imagined.
The gravekeeper even thought that if he said at this time that Mo Yunchu must die and exchanged Mo Yunchu's life for this person's life, Mo Yunchu would agree.
"… Even if the spell succeeds, he won't be the same as before. At most, he can only become a special zombie. But compared to a normal zombie, he will be more like a living person."
"good."
The progress was so smooth that the gravekeeper was a little dazed. He asked again and again: "Are you sure you want to use half of your life's skills to exchange for a living dead person?"
"I do."
"… Why?" the gravekeeper asked puzzledly.
Mo Yunchu bent down and gently picked up Tang Ning from the coffin. He did not answer the gravekeeper's question, but asked, "Where are we going now?"
"Municipal Hospital."
…
"Why can't I contact my dad..." Si Tai sang sadly in his Taoist robe: "My dad is the only good one in the world. Children with a dad are like treasures. When they are in daddy's arms, they can't enjoy happiness..."
Lu Kaiyang hugged his arms and said with a twisted expression: "Daddy?! Si Tai, you are really a pervert!"
Li Haoyuan looked at the contact on his phone that he couldn't get through to, "My intuition tells me that Tangning is very likely in trouble."
Li Haoyuan has an S-level Wolf King card. His beast-like intuition makes his sixth sense always sharp.
"What?!" the grumpy newcomer said in panic, "How could something happen to him when he's so powerful?! What should we do if something happens to him?!"
The boy with headphones bypassed his startled teammates and walked directly to Li Haoyuan, "Is he still alive?"
Li Haoyuan shook his head, "I'm not sure either."
He took a deep breath, his eyes suddenly sharpened, and after slowly looking around at all the players with different expressions, Li Haoyuan said, "I'm going to find Tang Ning."
His life was saved by Tang Ning. Now he went to find Tang Ning not only to repay the favor of saving his life, but also for a more important reason, that is, Li Haoyuan knew that Tang Ning had a way to become immortal.
As long as the amount is sufficient, Tang Ning can be resurrected.
So even if Tang Ning had become a corpse now, he would still find Tang Ning.
"I'll go too." Si Tai stood up.
Lu Kaiyang also knew Tang Ning's special features, and the three of them came together.
"I, I won't go. I can't help much. I'll just die if I go..." said the grumpy newcomer.
"I can find his phone location, I'll join you guys." said the boy with headphones.
Aside from the hot-tempered newcomer, everyone else decided to rescue Tang Ning. The boy with headphones went to find Tang Ning. Soon, he frowned and said, "In the city hospital."
…
A weak cough was suddenly heard in the tightly closed funeral shop.
Taoist Hao lay on the recliner with a weak breath. Due to the death of his original body, this clone was also seriously injured and could only linger on in the funeral shop filled with formations.
As if they had sensed Hao Shaoping's current weakness, the shrouds hanging in his shop moved without wind. In the dim and dark shop, the blood-red shrouds fluttered the most, as if they were about to fly down from the wall.
The cry of a baby could be heard faintly from the corner, carrying a chilling and mournful tone that made the surrounding chill and darkness even more intense.
Hao Shaoping was still lying half-dead on the recliner. He suddenly coughed violently and spat a mouthful of bloody phlegm onto the ground. He was like an old man who was powerless.
Seeing this scene, a cold and gloomy atmosphere instantly invaded the entire funeral shop!
The one in red hanging on the wall, which was shaking the most violently, suddenly spread his arms and flew down towards Hao Shaoping who was sitting on the recliner with a thick resentment!
It wasn't just the shroud that moved.
The other shrouds hanging on the four walls also flew down as if they had life. Each piece of clothing seemed to trap a savage ghost. Dense ghost shadows flew towards the weak old man on the recliner, like a tide formed by the gathering of grievances, drowning the seriously injured old Taoist priest!
Right at this moment.
The cell phone that the old man took out glowed dimly in the dark, and a series of phone rings rang out. The caller ID on the screen was "Lao Liu."
The old fingers pressed the answer button, and a somewhat dull middle-aged male voice sounded: "Master, this is Lao Liu."
As the voice appeared, the red shroud in the front suddenly stopped. It was the vanguard in the room. After it braked suddenly, the rest of the shrouds also stopped in mid-air. This scene was particularly funny.
Hao Shaoping held the phone, squinted his eyes and glanced at the red shroud that was close at hand. He said calmly, "It's Lao Liu, what's wrong?"
"My wife is not at home." Lao Liu said anxiously, "I can't find her."
The red shroud began to tremble, and the empty sleeves floated towards the phone, but when it touched the phone, it first touched the coral jade hanging on Taoist Hao's hand.
It let out a shrill scream that could not be heard by ordinary people.
Hao Shaoping laid back on the recliner and said slowly, "How come you can't find it?"
"I don't know either, Master. Can you help me find her?" Old Liu pleaded humbly.
"Cough cough." Hao Shaoping coughed twice and sighed, "Alas, I am not feeling well now."
Old Liu asked politely, "How much does the medicine cost?"
"It's not about money." Hao Shaoping stared at the red shroud floating in the air, "I'm worried about my shroud shop. I can't open it. I'm always closed, and it's not a big deal..."
The red shroud began to sway violently, as if it was shaking its head desperately.
The corner of Master Hao's mouth curled up, revealing a sinister and disdainful smile.
"Then... I'll take a leave of absence from work during this period. Can I help you run the store?"
As Lao Liu said this, the red shroud suddenly started to push the other shrouds around it back to their original positions like crazy. The clothes kept swelling up, as if cold wind was blowing into them, causing the volume of the shroud to expand several times. Driven by it, the other shrouds returned to their original places one after another.
Boss Hao laughed out loud.
He said to Lao Liu on the phone: "Forget it. It's best to love what you do and do your job well."
After being rejected, Lao Liu became anxious and asked Boss Hao to do something for him, whether it was giving money or doing things. Under his pleading, Boss Hao finally said, "Well, then you should go to the city hospital today."
"City Hospital?"
Boss Hao said calmly: "The driver I originally hired was not doing his job well. He abandoned his passengers and ran away when something happened."
When Boss Hao said this, a blue shroud began to tremble.
"With such a bad employee, I don't want to use it anymore." Boss Hao said calmly: "Today, please pick up its passengers for it."
The red shroud was wrapped around the recliner, and its sleeves kept shaking.
Boss Hao took a quick glance and added, "You just need to pick up the passengers and it will drive itself to the station for the last leg."
"good."
…
The four players rushed to the city hospital.
An old bus also rushed towards the city hospital.
Inside the city hospital.
Tang Ning lay on the hospital bed with his eyes closed. He was wearing a hospital gown and had various instruments inserted into his body. In addition to the modern medical treatments visible to the naked eye, there were many traces of metaphysics under the gown. For example, the left chest that was bloody not long ago was now intact without even a scar.
Mo Yunchu and the gravekeeper standing on both sides of the bed had pale faces.
The gravekeeper seemed to be unable to even stand steadily. He glanced at Tang Ning who was sleeping on the bed, then looked at Mo Yunchu who was staring at Tang Ning intently. The gravekeeper whispered, "I have done everything I can. I hope you can keep our promise and live in the same area with me in the future."
Mo Yunchu did not answer. Not only his eyes, but all his attention was focused on Tang Ning lying on the bed.
The gravekeeper sighed and walked out of the bed step by step.
After the gravekeeper left, Mo Yunchu, who had been sitting there like a statue, slowly reached out and took Tang Ning's hand that was hanging on the bed. His eyes were still focused on Tang Ning, but he put his face against the back of Tang Ning's hand and gently and carefully rubbed it.
…
The system watches it all.
Everything is running as expected.
Soon, Tang Ning will wake up, but due to the price of coming back to life, he will have a period of amnesia.
Because he forgets everything, he will make mistakes for his teammates.
Without Mo Yunchu's protection, he would be able to safely complete this copy.
After he left the dungeon, Tang Ning in the dungeon would continue Tang Ning's personality and behavior patterns. At first, she was in love with Mo Yunchu, but later she suspected that Mo Yunchu was a ghost. Gradually, even if they were inseparable every day, Tang Ning's heart would gradually drift away.
He began to feel scared and terrified. The more he loved Mo Yunchu at the beginning, the more he hated Mo Yunchu later.
After realizing that he could not escape Mo Yunchu's control no matter what, he would think of ending it all with death.
So he boarded the ghost bus driven by ghosts.
The ghost bus will carry its four passengers on the road in a continuous loop, day after day, until the real Tang Ning arrives.
Although Tang Ning in the future would not recognize these four strange passengers as his former teammates.
But the moment he stepped on the bus, everything went according to plan.
Tangning and him were destined not to have a happy ending.
The slender fingers trembled slightly, and this slight movement was instantly noticed by Mo Yunchu who was holding Tang Ning's hand. He held his breath and stared at Tang Ning on the bed without blinking.
Under Mo Yunchu's gaze, Tang Ning's eyelashes trembled slightly, like a butterfly flapping its wings in the dark. He slowly opened his eyes, and his moist eyeballs, covered by his eyelashes, showed pure confusion.
Tangning stared blankly at the white and blue that appeared in his field of vision.
Different shades of blue and white.
The walls and ceilings were white, the quilt was blue, his mind was blank, but the figure that caught his eyes was blue.
Wear dark blue clothes.
Tangning looked at the person in front of him blankly. He could not remember anything. His mind was in a mess. He spoke weakly, "Who am I? Where am I?"
A very classic amnesia question.
Mo Yunchu's expression didn't show surprise yet. After hearing Tangning's words and seeing the confusion on her face without any pretense, he felt mixed emotions.
However, Mo Yunchu's good mental state helped him regain his composure in an instant. He knew that Tangning was the most insecure in this situation. As the only person who could communicate with Tangning, if he showed signs of panic, Tangning would easily become even more nervous.
"You are Tang Ning." The deep phoenix eyes looked directly into Tang Ning's eyes. It seemed that through this brief gaze, the powerful energy in those eyes could be transmitted to Tang Ning's eyes, and to the confused and helpless soul in her eyes.
Mo Yunchu's hands were warm. His hands were just as warm and powerful as his eyes. He held Tangning tightly, as if he could dispel all the weakness and coldness in Tangning. "You are in the hospital."
Tangning stared at Mo Yunchu blankly, "...Who are you?"
Although he knew that Tang Ning would most likely forget him, Mo Yunchu's heart sank when he heard this question.
It would be a lie to say I'm not disappointed.
He considered every minute and every second with Tang Ning to be invaluable memories. He would remember them all, and he hoped Tang Ning would remember them as well.
Where there is no misfortune, good fortune lies; where there is good fortune, misfortune lies.
If Tang Ning really forgot everything, then Lu Yingxing and the unlucky guy whom Tang Ning loved deeply would also be completely forgotten by Tang Ning. Mo Yunchu was confident that he would be able to get Tang Ning's love regardless of who came first or who didn't.
Mo Yunchu quickly adjusted himself to his loss, and boosted the morale of the party with an efficiency that ordinary people could hardly imagine. A perfect smile appeared on his face, and every curve from the corners of his eyes, eyebrows to the corners of his lips was full of carefully designed charm. "My name is Mo Yunchu, and I am—"
When Mo Yunchu started to introduce himself, Tangning stared at Mo Yunchu's hand, then looked at Mo Yunchu's face. He quickly replied, "I know, you are my lover, right
Mo Yunchu was stunned.
The players who just rushed into the ward door were stunned.
The system was also stunned.
Tangning couldn't see the system, but she could see stunned faces. From Mo Yunchu to Li Haoyuan and Si Tai, each of them looked at the stunned Tangning.
Tangning blinked blankly and asked cautiously, "...Did I say something wrong?"
But as soon as he saw this man named Mo Yunchu, his heart started beating very fast, and he was filled with a sour and numb feeling.
"Yes, I am your lover." Mo Yunchu, who was stunned by the pie falling from above, quickly admitted it. Not only did he admit it verbally, he also kissed the back of Tang Ning's hand, sealing the fact of their love with his actions.
The players who didn't know what was going on echoed: "Yeah, yeah, Dad, you're amazing!" "Brother, you two are a perfect match, you look like a perfect couple!"
There was laughter and joy everywhere, and the family was in a happy mood.
Only the system stared at all this in a daze.
This is something it had not calculated.
This also shouldn't happen.