Tang Guangyuan's hand was still wriggling unconsciously, but his strength was getting smaller and smaller.
He noticed Chi Yan who had come in, and tried his best to reach out to him, a "ho ho" sound came out of his throat, and a trace of sadness appeared on his face.
Chi Yan hurriedly took two steps forward, but found that he had nothing to do - there was nothing at Tang Guangyuan's throat, it was as if he was strangled by the air.
He could feel the cold breath around him, he knew that there was a "person" following him, and his body trembled involuntarily. He had already guessed who it would be.
It was Ye Yingzhi, but he still found it.
Chi Yan seemed to be able to hear his chuckle and feel his cold breath.
Tang Guangyuan's hand gradually lowered weakly, and the breath in and out became weaker and weaker, only his eyes kept looking in Chi Yan's direction.
Chi Yan couldn't watch it any longer, and the feeling of seeing a person lose his life because of him, but he was helpless and could only watch it, forced him to almost collapse. He was self-supporting, turned to the invisible "people" beside him by feeling, and even stretched out his hand to try to hold his hand, just like when Ye Yingzhi was angry at home before when he deliberately made a friendly gesture.
He thought that he would only touch a mass of air and could not catch anything, but he touched a body that felt cold to the touch.
He let him see him, but let him meet him.
Chi Yan's body suddenly tensed.
He remembered the other party's sigh-like words just now—
"Why don't you go home, I waited for you all night..."
Old Master Tang's vitality was still fading rapidly, only a breath of breath still supported him, making him look like a dying man.
Chi Yan looked away and didn't dare to look again, but slowly approached the "people" beside him, gropingly hugged Ye Yingzhi's waist as if he was coquettish and admitting his mistake before, leaned his body over and pressed him tightly. close to each other.
The posture is intimate, but the tears have smeared all over the face without knowing it - panic, fear, fear, and worry, it is completely the instinctive reaction of people when faced with extreme situations.
He hugged Ye Yingzhi tightly, begging with choked sobs: "Yingzhi, let him go, please let him go... All the mistakes are made by me, don't implicate others anymore. Let's go back Home, shall we go home? Welcome, I beg you…”
He was already incoherent, and his brain couldn't understand what he said or did. He just kept begging, clinging to the other party and trying to kiss the other party's cold neck and cheeks with tears still wet lips. In the end, there was no complete sentence, only the name of the other party was whispered in his mouth, and he repeatedly choked up and said "Welcome", "Please" and "Go home".
I don't know how long it has been like this, and the perception of time has become blurred under the condition of extremely tense nerves. He felt that the "people" around him finally moved, and the invisible rope that restrained Tang Guangyuan's neck seemed to be suddenly released.
Tang Guangyuan sat paralyzed on the ground, and suddenly coughed and panted like a broken bellows.
Immediately, Chi Yan felt a hand wrapping around his waist, the man leaned down slightly, tilted his head and kissed his earlobe, with a low voice: "It counts, I'll be waiting for you at home."
Then the hand was released, and all of a sudden everything was calm again. Chi Yan looked around in a daze, only a faint coolness could still be felt around his ears and waist.
Just like his silent and sudden appearance that almost took a person's life, Ye Yingzhi disappeared again.
Chi Yan hurried over to Old Man Tang to help him sit down, pounding his back to help him catch his breath. It took a long time for Tang Guangyuan to recover. He supported Chi Yan's arm and stood up slowly. He tried it, but he still couldn't speak, so he could only gesture for him to help him go back to the bedroom.
There is a landline on the head of Tang Guangyuan's bedroom, and there is a phone book next to it. He opened the page on which Sister Gui's phone number was written, motioned Chi Yan to call her over, then waved to Chi Yan, showing a sad and remorseful expression, and said hoarsely, "You... let's go."
Chi Yan nodded.
The old man continued to try his best to squeeze his voice out of his throat: "I'm sorry... Now, for the time being... I can't help..."
Chi Yan hurriedly stopped him: "Don't talk anymore. It's me who's sorry for you, causing you to suffer this great disaster."
Tang Guangyuan waved his hand and said nothing.
Chi Yan waited until Sister Gui came to say goodbye to Tang Guangyuan. He looked very calm at this time, as if he was not the one who came for help in a panic before.
He said, "Thank you for helping me this time. I've already figured it out clearly. Originally, I took Ye Yingzhi's ashes without asking, and taking Ye Yingzhi's ashes without asking was a thief. Besides, what I stole was the ashes that symbolized someone's body. I owe him the first, this time back, whatever he asks me to repay, I will repay everything that should be repaid. This is the case with the reincarnation of Tianli, so don't bother you anymore."
He forced a slight smile, and bowed to Tang Guangyuan again to apologize.
The worst thing is to pay the debt. He thought, and lowered his eyes.
Tang Guangyuan gasped, watching Chi Yan thank him again and again to say goodbye, but in the end he didn't say a word.
It was nearly eleven o'clock when Chi Yan came out of the villa. This place is relatively remote. There are only occasional private cars that drive back, and I can't even see them for rent. He didn't bring his mobile phone either, so he estimated the time to sprint a few steps to catch the last bus.
When he was about to get to the bus station, he saw a bus parked there in the distance, and all the cars here could go back to the vicinity of home. Chi Yan didn't take a close look at it, and hurriedly trotted two steps and put in a coin to get on the bus.
The driver kept his eyes straight ahead and did not respond to his getting in the car. The car was very empty, and there were only three or four passengers besides him, sitting scattered everywhere. Chi Yan glanced over and walked to the seat at the back of the car.
The last bus waited a little longer, and he sat down for two minutes before the car staggered away. Chi Yan sat dazedly on the seat and stared at the dark street outside the window. He didn't know what was waiting for him when he got home, he only knew that he couldn't run away or escape.
Ye Yingzhi had already made him see clearly through today's events, that Tang Lao had no resistance against him, and even nearly killed him. The monks and priests he had met since he was a child were reluctant to protect him from the harm of ordinary ghosts, let alone Ye Yingzhi, who could stun all evil spirits
He has been in a trance with many thoughts, and he has no tools to check the time such as a watch or a mobile phone. He only knows that the car has been driving, and it is always pitch black outside the window. Suddenly I woke up and realized that something was wrong - this is a bus, why hasn't it arrived at the next stop after so long? No one wants to get in the car and no one wants to get off
After realizing this, he became alert, temporarily suppressed the fear of Ye Yingzhi in his heart, and secretly paid attention to the inside of the car.
He counted silently in his heart, and counted three hundred unhurriedly. The car was still driving forward at a constant speed, without turning, changing lanes, or bumping, as if they were the only car driving on this road. Even the scenery outside the window has not changed, it is still dark and foggy, and a pale and indifferent light from somewhere is faintly lit in the distance - Chi Yan had always thought that it was the light in the direction of the city.
Chi Yan clenched his fists and paid attention to the passengers in the front row. When he got into the car, he was worried and worried, and he didn't pay attention to these people. The state of skipping all kinds of anomalies in a trance was similar to when Ye Yingzhi was fascinated by him before. At this time, he realized that something was wrong.
There were four passengers in front of him, including the driver, a total of five people, all wearing dark long-sleeved clothes, sitting upright in silence, not moving, unlike most people on the bus who looked down at their phones.
The incandescent lights on the roof were pale and pale, and under the lights, they all had no shadows.