The Haunted

Chapter 125: Yin and Yang world

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"...Dead?" Chi Yan looked at his friend in disbelief.

There was a wry smile on Song Jinping's face: "Yes, I'm dead, but I forgot, so I'm with you as before... But when I woke up today, I found that my hand was pressing On Juanjuan's neck... I almost killed her." At this point, he lowered his head and looked at his hands, those broad and reliable hands were still trembling slightly.

"It felt like being caught in a demon, I was scared, and ran out of the house, and then I finally remembered that I was already dead, and was killed by the evil spirit lurking near the victim's body during the investigation. now." He held his head in pain, "I have also become a ghost."

Chi Yan stared at him blankly. Following his words, strands of blood-colored black energy overflowed from Song Jin's body, and his eyes became red. People who are killed by evil spirits often turn into resentful or evil spirits because of their violent death, and then unconsciously harm the living people around them. Song Jin is right, "he" has become a ghost.

"I don't know what to do, I'm afraid that I can't control myself and go back and hurt Juanjuan and the child, so I swallowed the talismans you gave me before. Now I feel that my strength is getting weaker and weaker, I I think it's time for me to go. Ruler, I'm just your brother who died, and finally I have an unkind request, please help me take care of Juanjuan and the child." Song Jin said, his entire body shape It became thinner and thinner, and finally turned into a black mist that could barely make out the human shape. The black mist bowed again in Chi Yan's direction, and then disappeared little by little.

The coolness in the bedroom also dissipated. Chi Yan was stunned there, touched her wet eyes, and scolded her face: "Why don't you come to me first when something goes wrong, you are like losing your soul..."

But even if he scolds again, it will not help. Song Jin is really dead and completely disappeared.

"... Then I finally remembered that I was already dead. I was killed by the evil ghost lurking near the victim's body during the investigation."

"Chichi, don't you think it's strange? We just received a disappearance case. The person who reported the case was the wife of the missing person. She said that her husband had been missing for two days and could not be found anyway. As a result, we found the victim in a hotel. According to the autopsy results, it was found that her husband had been killed for seven days."

Song Jin's words just now echoed in Chi Yan's mind alternately. He rushed out of bed quickly, and before rushing to the desk, he took Ye Yingzhi's notebook into his arms and quickly flipped through it.

Judging from Song Jin's words, he undoubtedly encountered things like Hejia Village and Hidden Mountain, but R City is not such a closed and small area, how could such a thing happen? He couldn't let Da Song Bai die, but he was indifferent and did nothing. He had to look and see clearly what the world, the place where he lived, had become.

Chi Yan quickly turned to the technique that allows people to see the real Yin and Yang of the world. Under the emotional agitation this time, after the operation, he only felt a little burning and distending pain in his eyes, just like that night in the Nuo Temple, the heat and pain disappeared quickly, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw is already a completely different world.

A thick black ghost that is a hundred times thicker than Hejiacun roared over the city, and the entire sky was invisible.

Chi Yan was lying on the balcony and looked down. Among the crowds, there were people, and there were also a large number of "people" with pale faces and no shadows. They are all unaware of their surroundings.

Chi Yan still didn't dare to be confident, and hurriedly put on her clothes, grabbed the key, and ran out of the house. Walking on the street, looking up at the dark sky in the reinforced concrete urban forest, this pale and hopeless feeling is even better.

He saw a few evil spirits push a passerby walking on the bridge to the bottom, but couldn't save him in time, and the people around didn't seem to see this happening. When he ran to the drowning spot and looked down, all he could see was a drowned body floating on the river. What is even more terrifying is that a pale "person" who looks exactly like the person who just fell into the water appeared out of thin air at the place where he was standing, and began to walk forward as if nothing had happened.

"He" may be going home, or he may be going to a party, or he may kill another living person unconsciously, just like Song Jin.

Not every "person" can wake up in time like Song Jin.

The sky infested with ghosts seems to be even darker.

What a chaotic and upside-down world.

Evil ghosts rule, yin and yang are reversed, hell in the world, the end of the world.

You don't know whether the relatives and friends around you who are with you day and night are people or ghosts, whether he is talking to you now, and his corpse is actually only one step away from you, but everyone turns a blind eye. You don't know when the evil spirits around you will attack and take your life. You don't know whether it will be the evil ghost lurking in the dark or the "human" you think will kill you. You don't even know if you are alive or dead.

Maybe the place you just passed by is hiding your own body.

Everyone died one by one, and no one was spared, until the whole world became a "Hejia Village".

Everything you thought was business as usual, and under the usual skin, the whole world had already changed.

What a horrible world. What a hopeless future.

Chi Yan relied on her physical instinct to walk in the direction of home. He saw a few evil ghosts around him, but those ghosts seemed to be afraid of something and never dared to approach him.

It started to rain in the sky, and the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and soon he was completely wet from beginning to end, but Chi Yan didn't react to everything around him.

When he was standing in front of the house, he just took out the key, and the door was pulled open. The warm breath instantly enveloped him, washed away the wet and cold air of the rain, and could vaguely smell the delicious taste of fish soup.

Ye Yingzhi pulled the door and looked at him disapprovingly, then pulled him into the house, closed the door, and put him in his arms, not paying any attention to his wet appearance: "Why did you run out by yourself? You're still so wet? "

"Ayan, do you want me to keep watching you in the future to be reconciled?" The man babbled, helplessly took out clean clothes and a large towel, and dragged Chi Yan into the bathroom to take off all the soaked clothes. , push the person under the shower head to turn on the hot water and let him warm up with the hot water. When he feels that it is almost the same, he will dry him with a dry towel, and then patiently change him into dry clothes.

During the whole process, Chi Yan remained stunned, completely letting Ye Yingzhi rub it.

Ye Yingzhi found out what was wrong with him, and bowed his head and kissed his left cheek: "Ayan, what's wrong?"

Chi Yan lowered her eyes and avoided his gaze: "I just got the news that Da Song is gone, Juanjuan still doesn't know."

Ye Yingzhi closed his eyes, hugged him into his arms, and comforted him softly: "It's okay, A Yan, you and me. I will always be with you."

Chi Yan only felt that his heart had cooled down.

He finally understood what his grandfather said at the time, "your friend is surrounded by heavy ghosts and yin." He may now see more clearly than his grandfather can see.

The man in front of him was wrapped in a deep, deep black ghost, his face was pale, with a heavy dead aura, and a steady stream of ghosts spilled out from him, converging into the sky, supplementing and building up the stretch. An endless ghost barrier. Through the layers of ghosts, the man's face is still as handsome, but it can be clearly distinguished that it will never be a living person.

Chi Yan stretched out his arms and hugged Ye Yingzhi's waist tightly, leaned his head over there, and whispered to him, "Ye Yingzhi..."

No one knows his pillow better than him. He just kept turning a blind eye. In my memory, the young man calmly drank all kinds of medicines, tilted his head and smiled softly when he naively asked whether he was suffering or not, "As long as I can accompany Ah Yan, no matter how hard it is, I won't be afraid." However, since when did his comfort become "Brother will always be with you". He used to be the person who was most afraid of not being able to accompany him, but now he has become the person who is most certain to be with him all the time. He knows everything.

Of course he didn't lie to himself. When he raised doubts because of Xu Rui's words, he would only laugh and ask, "Ayan thinks brother is dead?" and said, "Xu's family has been blocked by ghosts, so don't take their words to heart." . He was so clever that he would never discover the truth he was trying to hide.

No matter what happened, no matter what others said, even if he stood on the opposite side of the world, he would firmly believe and support Ye Yingzhi, but it was himself who exposed him. The way to see through everything is recorded in the notes that Ye Yingzhi wrote and gave him.

Xu Rui was right at the time. The son did not kill Boren, but Boren died because of it. None of those people was killed by Ye Yingzhi, but the formation of the apocalypse that reversed the yin and yang was inseparable from him. Brother Yingzhi wants to stay in this world, that's right, but he is not an ordinary ghost, his influence is too great.

Chi Yan raised his head, kissed Ye Yingzhi's cold lips actively, and looked up at him, his eyes misty.

"Yingzhi," he whispered, calling his name again, and making a request in a rude manner, "I want to visit Juanjuan tomorrow, can you wait for me at home? I also want to eat your braised pork ribs, Save some more soup and eat it with rice. Best to add a vegetarian dish and a soup. I also want to eat lamb pie.”

"It's just that you ask for more, and you want to eat it every day." Ye Yingzhi smiled, pulled him to the table and sat down, and brought out two bowls of steaming fish soup, "I'll make it for you."