Mu Rong raised his hand to block Hao Jiefang, and said, "We are students of Death Academy in Hades, I hope you will hand over the music box to us."
A Ming sat on the ground blankly, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses. He turned his eyes to Sang Yu for help, and saw the other party nodded.
Amin tried to stand up with the coffee table several times, but he sat on the ground paralyzed because of his weak legs.
"I... Am I dead?"
Hao Jiefang sneered, eyes full of disdain: "Since you are so afraid of death, why don't you hand over the music box?"
"You are not dead, I just sprinkled a little yellow spring water on your eyes, your luck is extremely low, it can let you see us temporarily."
Amin lowered his head, looked at the music box in his hands, and stroked the smooth mahogany box.
"Can I ask you a question?"
"You said, as long as it doesn't involve issues of principle, I can answer you."
"My girlfriend Lin Weiyun, how are you doing down here?"
Mu Rong didn't answer.
"Can't you tell?"
"no… "
"Ayun..."
Amin curled up his legs, put his face against the music box, and called out sadly.
At this moment, a red light suddenly appeared from the music box, and Murong stood in front of Sang Yu for the first time, holding the formula in his hand.
And Hao Jiefang took out the soul-beating stick just now, and was fully on guard.
A Ming threw the music box far away in fright, and scrambled to Mu Rong's side.
With a sound of "pa", the cover of the music box was shaken open, and the music also played. Above the music box, the red light first gathered into a ball, and then squirmed, forming a human shape.
Sang Yu exclaimed, "It's her!"
The woman in the mirror that day showed her figure, but the red floral dress on her body became tattered for some reason, and the makeup on her face was also smudged.
The female ghost still had a strange smile, looking at A Ming who was curled up on the ground and leaning on the sofa, she seemed to have a thousand words to say.
A Ming had already been unable to retreat, and grabbed a cushion from the sofa to block in front of him.
Seeing this, a hint of sadness flashed in the female ghost's eyes.
Murong sighed softly, and Hao Jiefang also took back the soul-beating stick, and turned his attention to A Ming.
The female ghost's body moved, as if she was in some pain, and her body also shook, like a rippled reflection.
Sang Yu helped A Ming up: "Mr. A Ming, she is A Yun."
"What?!"
"Hurry up if you have anything to say, she can't hold on any longer." Murong reminded.
"What, it's impossible, she..."
A Ming was unwilling to believe that the terrifying female ghost in front of him could be his gentle and lovely girlfriend.
Sang Yu took A Ming by the arm and brought her to the music box: "Mr. A Ming, I will explain the reason to you later. A Yun's time is running out, so don't leave any regrets for yourself!"
A Ming's struggling body froze, he suppressed the fear in his heart, looked at the female ghost in front of him, and tried to find a trace of A Yun's shadow on her face to convince himself.
"No! You lied to me!" Amin broke away from Sang Yu's hand suddenly, rushed to the door, grabbed his shoes and ran out barefoot.
With a bang, the door was slammed shut.
"Mr. Armin!"
"Stop chasing!" Murong called to stop Sang Yu.
"But… "
Ayun cried, two bloodstains appeared on the face of the same color as the wall, everyone was silent, facing this situation, really didn't know what to say.
"Bang bang bang!"
"Open the door, open the door!"
"It's Mr. A Ming!" Sang Yu ran to open the door.
A Ming rushed straight in front of the female ghost and stopped three steps away. It is not difficult to see his fear.
"You..." Amin saw: big bloody tears overflowed from the female ghost's eyes, and his heart ached.
"Ayun?" Calling out this name, Amin also burst into tears.
The female ghost was silent for a while, and finally nodded.
"Ayun, I miss you so much!"
A Ming opened his arms, wanting to hug Ah Yun, but instead passed through her body and fell to the ground.
"Why is this happening, Ah Yun, Ah Yun!"
"Humans and ghosts have different paths, you can't touch her."
A Ming ran in front of Murong, feeling a little crazy: "You are a errand, you can let me see her, there must be a way for me to meet her, right? Help me, please help me!"
He wanted to reach out and grab Mu Rong's sleeve, but it passed through Mu Rong's body as before.
"You must have a way, help me, help me out of my body, so that I can meet Ah Yun, okay?"
Seeing that Murong kept a cold face and was indifferent to A Ming's pleading, Sang Yu persuaded: "Murong..."
Murong glanced at Sang Yu, and replied coldly, "Sorry, I can't help you."
"Ah, Ming..." came a weak call from behind.
A Ming staggered back in front of A Yun, with his hands around her body, clearly close at hand, but unable to touch her, Sang Yu was heartbroken watching her.
"Ayun, why did you become like this? How did you die? Tell me, I will seek justice for you!"
"Ayun, the voice in the music box is you, right? It's not my hallucination, right? You know, I miss you so much, I really miss you so much."
But Ayun couldn't answer. She had already paid a heavy price for breaking through the music box's restriction to meet Amin.
Sang Yu let out an exclamation: She saw that A Yun's body was slowly disappearing from bottom to top.
Mu Rong pinched the formula, moved his lips, and pointed at A Ming from the air.
The latter only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and Ah Yun's figure became blurred.
"Ah! My eyes!" A Ming turned his head, and Sang Yu was the only one left in the living room.
Looking back, Ah Yun also disappeared.
"Tell him, it's time for Huangquanshui."
"Mr. A Ming, the time for Huangquanshui is up, and Ayun is still here. If you have anything to say, just say it."
"Ayun, don't worry, I will definitely take good care of your parents. I won't be so housebound in the future. I will spend one day every week to see them..."
Amin wiped his tears with his sleeve, and said with a smile: "If you are missing something down here, if you want something, just entrust it to me in your dream, and I will definitely buy it for you."
Sang Yu couldn't bear to turn her face away, Ah Yun dissipated very quickly, and disappeared before Ah Ming finished his first sentence.
Disappeared, disappeared forever.
No one interrupted A Ming, and no one told him that A Yun could no longer hear him.
"Murong, I'm going back first. You keep the music box temporarily, and report to the magistrate that someone will be sent to deal with it."
"Understood, you go first."
Mu Rong returned to his physical body, but he didn't come out of the room right away. Ah Miao was emotionally reminded of himself, and also floated out.
Sang Yu waited until Amin finished his final farewell, then walked behind Amin and patted him on the shoulder.
"Mr. Armin."
"Miss Sang, is Ah Yun still there?"
"… Here I am."
A Ming clenched his fists and pounded on his heart: "But why can't I feel it? It's empty here, I can't feel Ah Yun anymore."
"Ayun asked me to tell you that she is leaving, please live a good life, and in the next life, she will still be your girlfriend."
Amin left, but the music box stayed.
The days seemed to return to the previous track, but between Sangyu and Murong, an invisible wall was silently built.
In other words, Sang Yu unilaterally alienated Mu Rong.
Murong ruthlessly rejected A Ming's plea, which made Sang Yu hard to let go.
…
The flower planter has a vast territory and abundant resources, so naturally there will be one or two mysterious places.
Some are natural miracles, while others are man-made caves.
There is such a place, its name is not on the map, and even the most advanced satellites in the world cannot detect its existence.
The most mysterious department of the flower planters is stationed here, and there are talented people and strangers that only you can't think of, and they can't do it.
It is: Bureau of Special Incidents.
"Tuk tuk."
"Come in."
Walking into a young woman with wheat-colored skin, ear-length hair, willow-leaf eyebrows, a pair of talking smiling eyes, a small nose, and honey-colored gloss on her pouty lips, wild and sexy.
"Director."
"You're back? You did a good job on this mission, so please ask me if you have any requests."
"I want to go home."
The man called "Director" sat behind the desk, crossed his fingers on the table, and stared at the woman in front of him.
"Alright, I'll give you three months off, go back and reunite with your family."
"Thank you Director."
"Go."
The woman returned to the room, while packing her luggage, dialed a number.
"Hello, the phone you are dialing is off."
The woman frowned, thought for a while and dialed another number. After a few rings, the call was connected.
"Hi, hello."
"...Mom, it's me."
"Where are you? When did you go home? Do you know how long you haven't been home? Six years, six years! What are you busy with? Are your dad and I raising you for nothing? Do you still want this?" Home?"
"Mom, is Sang Yu at home?"
On the other end of the phone, there was a sudden silence. The young woman frowned while holding the phone.
"She, yes, yes."
"Then let her answer the phone."
"She...she went out with her classmates..."
"Mom, I can't go back yet, so I'll hang up first."
"Tongtong, you..."
The woman took a lockbox from the shelf, and after pressing it open, there were many strange things inside.
He took out a piece of talisman paper from inside, closed the box, lit the talisman paper and held it with his fingertips, and said in a low voice: "Order, the green plague rotten wood ghost in the east, the red plague fire ghost in the south, the blood plague evil gold in the west Ghosts, ghosts of black plague in the north, ghosts of dung in the center of yellow plague, the five ghosts obey orders, come and see me quickly!"
The talisman paper was burnt out, and five dots of red, yellow, green, blue, and black actually emerged from the ground.
"Where is Sangyu?"
The author has something to say: It's over, it's late TAT
My cousin is here~ hahahaha.
Sorry for being late today~