"Cough cough." Ji Lianyun stopped and covered his mouth with a handkerchief. He lowered his eyes to look at the handkerchief, then slightly closed his slender hands and clenched the scarlet handkerchief into a ball.
Tang Ning also stopped and stood beside Ji Lianyun anxiously. He saw Lin Yun and Han Ankang run to the room where Ji Lianyun lived and bring in a red lacquered coffin. The two of them worked together to lift the coffin into the car.
Lin Yun got in the car and drove. Tang Ning helped Ji Lianyun, who kept coughing, into the car.
"Is it serious now?" Tang Ning looked at Ji Lianyun's face nervously. He even felt that Ji Lianyun might die at any time.
Ji Lianyun slowly raised his eyes and looked at Tangning. He said gently, "I am a little tired, but if you hug Xiaoning, I won't be tired anymore."
Tangning quickly hugged the bloody body. Ji Lianyun pressed Tangning's head on his shoulder and whispered, "I'm sorry, I didn't have time to prepare a pillow. Xiaoning, lean on me and rest for a while."
I don’t know if it was because the car was too bumpy or Ji Lianyun really had no strength left, but he spoke a simple sentence in a discontinuous manner.
A strong sense of unease lingered in Tang Ning's heart. The room just now seemed dangerous to anyone with a discerning eye, but Ji Lianyun and his group of people came through unscathed. Did they pay a price that Tang Ning could not see
"Ji Lianyun, how are you now?" Tangning hugged Ji Lianyun carefully.
"I'm fine." Ji Lianyun's weak voice came to my ears, "I'm just a little tired."
The silent Jijia Village was reflected in his slightly closed eyes. The bumpy ground was covered with gold, silver and treasures, long black hair was entangled on the branches of dead trees, and red lanterns were hung in every household.
All the dead things were in high spirits, but there was not a single living thing.
It was so strange that it no longer looked like what he remembered.
He was born in this small village. His mother died during childbirth and his father died of illness when he was four years old.
Although he grew up eating at many people's homes, he was strangely out of tune with the entire village. No other child of his age was as weak and sickly as he was, and he would faint and lose consciousness at any time. Not to mention anything else, even the simplest appearance of him was very different from other people in the village.
Later, some gossipers in the village began to make up some unfounded rumors. He had no parents and no one who really cared about him, so naturally no one would defend him.
Many things don’t have to be true, but if they are curious enough, they can become a topic of conversation after dinner. After being spread for a long time, the false things seem to become true.
—"I told him that I don't dare to look my brother's kid in the eye. Sometimes his eyes look like an adult's. How can a child look like that?"
— "He's a bit like that thing. Remember that guy who fell off a cliff and died? His soul was eaten by him."
— "Really, really. I heard that when the kid passed by his house, he opened the door and took a look. Then the kid went back to walk on the mountain road and fell to his death. Isn't that strange? He must have done it to him."
- "Don't let Jia A Tu play with him."
—"Not to mention the children, even the adults wouldn't get close to him! Didn't he kill his parents?"
—“The harvest was bad this year. We wonder if it’s because of him.”
Ji Lianyun closed his eyes. The countless memories of this village were separated by life and death. Thinking back on them now, apart from a chill in his heart, there seemed to be nothing left.
From the very beginning, he knew that the village was rotten, but he still tried in vain to keep something.
Maybe he always remembered the beginning, when he held a worn-out porcelain bowl and walked past the doorsteps of bustling households. Those who gossiped about him behind his back would give him a spoonful of hot porridge, and the hot steam would pour onto his face. He stretched out his hand to grasp that scent of fireworks, but no matter how hard he held on, he could not retain the warmth on his fingertips.
"Ji Lianyun?" The warm breath sprayed on his face, which was a little itchy. He opened his eyes and saw the pair of crystal clear eyes filled with tears, clean and clear, and any emotion could be clearly seen in those eyes.
From the first glance at the photo, he felt that the person had very clean eyes.
He was hopelessly obsessed with this cleanliness and softness.
He saw that this person was really worried about him, so worried that he was about to cry.
He had never been able to figure out the other person's thoughts before, but in his opinion, this was a very good person.
So good that you can exchange your sincerity for sincerity.
He seemed to be really slowly approaching this person's heart.
"Xiao Ning." Ji Lianyun's voice was like a dream: "Take me home."
When the car drove back to Tangjia Village, it was already dark. Tang Ning couldn't carry the unconscious Ji Lianyun by herself, so Han Ankang carried Ji Lianyun on his back. Tang Ning anxiously held Ji Lianyun's drooping hands. Her slender hands were tightly holding a bloodstained handkerchief. Tang Ning took the handkerchief out and saw some internal organs wrapped inside.
This is Ji Lianyun's cough.
Tang Ning was shaking.
"He's in a very bad condition now. Let's try the method we mentioned before." Lin Yun said calmly.
"What method?" Tang Ning asked blankly.
"Ji Lianyun said that if we put him in this coffin, there is a chance that the other 'him' will appear, provided that the thing wants to come." Han Ankang explained.
"What about Ji Lianyun?" Tangning asked anxiously.
Han Ankang glanced at Tangning and said, "His health will probably get worse. He said that the longer he loses consciousness, the worse his health will get."
"By the way, didn't they say before that he suddenly vomited blood when the ghost groom possessed him?" Lin Yun also said: "I guess his body couldn't bear the ghost groom's possession for too long, so he suddenly vomited blood."
"So if that's the case," Tangning nervously grabbed Ji Lianyun's hand and said in a trembling voice, "His health is already so poor now. If he is possessed by the ghost groom again, what will we do if his body can no longer hold on?"
Tang Ning didn't want to worry about Ji Lianyun.
Ji Lianyun is a very good person. He should have a very bright future. He should go out into the world instead of staying in this ignorant village.
"The key is in my body." Lin Yun said calmly.
"I?"
Lin Yun and Han Ankang looked at each other. "We discussed it today. Close contact with the ghost groom may be able to gain something like Yang Qi from him. Wei said that every time I come into contact with him, my body will become weak, and he looks much better, right?"
Tangning nodded quickly.
"He looks healthy and healthy, which means that this Yang energy is not only acting on the ghost groom, but also on Ji Lianyun's body."
Tang Ning was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered that when he first met Ji Lianyun, after Ji Lianyun helped him soak his feet, Tang Ning was very weak, but Ji Lianyun seemed to look much better at that time.
At that time, Ji Ke happened to deliver the wedding dress. Ji Ke rushed into the small room holding the wedding dress. Ji Lianyun obviously also saw the wedding dress. If she was the real Ji Lianyun, she would have stopped Tang Ning from wearing the wedding dress that obviously belonged to the ghost groom.
But "Ji Lianyun" did not do so at that time.
Like a real "Ji Lianyun", he calmly asked Ji Ke to take Tangning to change clothes...
Tangning opened his eyes wide.
Although the Ghost Bridegroom's offline behavior was marked by vomiting blood, there were no obvious signals when the Ghost Bridegroom was possessed.
If the ghost groom hadn't deliberately revealed his flaws, he often seemed to be unable to distinguish between Ji Lianyun and the ghost groom.
How could there be such a disguised person? No, a disguised ghost
"So the amount of Yang energy that the ghost groom takes away from his body is the key to determining how long he will stay in Ji Lianyun's body."
Lin Yun concluded: "Don't let him take away too much Yang energy from you. The ghost groom is powerful, but Lian Yun of the human era is better at talking."
Han Ankang nodded aside.
The two men spoke of the matter of absorbing Yang Qi in a very serious manner, which made Tang Ning, who was about to have his Yang Qi absorbed, so embarrassed that he was speechless, as if he was being advised to be moderate by a half-acquaintance.
"I, I know." Tangning said stubbornly.
The coffin containing Ji Lianyun was placed in Tang Ning's room. Han Ankang rushed to the mourning hall to meet Lin Guijing. Lin Yun said that Lin Guijing was left alone to guard the mourning hall because this person's card was very suitable for guarding this kind of thing, but Lin Guijing could not hold on for long alone, and could only guard most of the time, so Han Ankang went there now.
But Lin Yun did not leave. He was in the kitchen heating up some food for Tang Ning. The food was made by Ji Lianyun at noon and was now cold.
Tang Ning was so hungry that his chest was sticking to his back. While eating the hot food, he listened to Lin Yun talking about what happened after he was taken away. "I'm sorry, I heard strange noises coming from the coffin carried by the people from Jijia Village, but I didn't realize who was inside at that time."
Tang Ning squatted beside Ji Lianyun's coffin and ate hard.
"Later, Ji Lianyun came over and asked us some questions. He said that he was taken away in a coffin." Lin Yun's mind was still calm, but his voice was a little low.
Tang Ning continued to eat the delicious meal.
"I'm sorry." Lin Yun said, "If I had come a little later, I could have..."
As he spoke, he raised his head and saw Tang Ning burping after finishing his meal.
"Can you pour me a glass of water?" Tangning pointed at the thermos behind Lin Yun.
Lin Yun stared at Tang Ning in silence for a few seconds, but she did not see any complaints or blame in Tang Ning's eyes.
When he abandoned Tang Ning in front of the paper bride, when he saw Tang Ning again, she also looked at him with such a peaceful gaze.
Later, when Tang Ning was sent to get married and encountered the ghost boy while picking pearls, Tang Ning, who had escaped death every time, could continue to look at him with very clear eyes, without any hostility.
It's not entirely because this person has a good temper.
Lin Yun took the cup from Tangning and heard her say, "Thank you, sorry for the trouble."
Moreover, in Tang Ning's mind, their relationship had always been a dull one, where she would just pour a glass of water and politely say "thank you for your trouble".
For never having expectations.
There will be no disappointment or resentment.
"You're welcome." Lin Yun said.