The whole world thinks I can exorcise ghosts

Song Nan was contemptuous in his heart, and Fengyue's swing was sure to be so cool...it even wiped out Cui Pengfei in Zhang He's body, but it was an indisputable fact that Zhang He was injured. He told Uncle Zhang with a smile that the two of them were surfing the Internet at the Internet cafe, but this time they found that their arms and legs were broken, how could he explain to others?

"What should I do?" Song Nan suppressed his voice so that only the two of them could hear, "You're the one who cut him off!"

He is poor and white, and at this time, he definitely can't stand up and be the blame man. Besides, Fengyue is much richer than him, and he is also one of the owners of the resort that is about to be developed. Even if Uncle Zhang is strange, he will not say anything.

"It's not broken." Feng Yue walked over him to Zhang He, and in the dark, he touched Zhang He's right shoulder with one hand. .

The voice pierced through Changhong with the potential to resound through the sky, and Song Nan was so frightened that he also shouted, "What are you doing!" He said and stepped forward, trying to stop Fengyue.

Feng Yue let go of Zhang He's shoulders before he reached out, "Take a look."

Zhang He's eyes were so painful that they were spinning in his eye sockets, and in the blink of an eye, they dripped down like falling beans. Zhang He was facing the small lamp opposite, the painful expression on his face and the sparkling tears made people very visual.

Song Nan couldn't help but clicked his tongue. He really didn't expect that Zhang He, who had long eyes and head on top of his head while walking, was actually a crying bag in private.

Zhang He paused for a long time before trying to move his right arm. He still felt a little pain, but it was not as unconscious as before, and he couldn't even use the strength to move his fingers.

"It's just a dislocation." Feng Yue stood up and clapped his hands. Those who didn't know thought Zhang He was covered in ashes.

"Thank you." Zhang He said hoarsely.

"You're welcome." Feng Yue said.

Song Nan twitched the corner of his mouth: "..."

Feng Yue took out his mobile phone and turned on the flashlight mode to illuminate the ground, and the expressions of the three of them appeared clearly in their field of vision instantly.

"My arm...why did it get dislocated?" Zhang He stood up holding the stone steps, his T-shirt on his back was stuck to the skin because he had been lying on the wet ground, which made him a little uncomfortable.

When he asked this question, besides being curious, he was also a little worried, and he even didn't really want to know the answer. He was afraid that Song Nan would say that it was Cui Pengfei who did it.

"I made it." Feng Yue admitted without waiting for Song Nan to tell a lie.

Zhang He: "...Huh?"

"I," Feng Yue pointed to himself, raised his right hand and swung it in the air, "That's it, your arms are not very good, you need to exercise more usually."

Zhang He: "..."

Song Nan: "..."

Knowing Zhang He's violent temper, Song Nan hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Forget it, let's go up and talk about it first. It's really not a good place to chat with people here."

Zhang He didn't know if there were other injuries on his body or because he was a little scared about Cui Pengfei's affairs, but he didn't rush to lose his temper, and naturally he didn't show a good face.

The three of them went up the slope and walked under the big locust tree together. Although they didn't like Zhang He, Song Nan opened the rear car door for him because of his injuries. Zhang He endured the pain and got in. Sit down.

Feng Yue didn't get in the car. After Song Nan and Zhang He fastened their seat belts, he locked the door and the car, turned around and walked to the fork next to the road.

Song Nan glanced at him suspiciously, and subconsciously opened the door, "Why are you going?"

"Pee." Feng Yue said without turning his head.

"Then don't lock the door!" Song Nan was a little flustered, and even more scared.

Cui Pengfei left, but he will definitely come back, just like at noon, Zhang He happened to be Cui Pengfei's target, and himself...he remembered the scene when Liu Hao borrowed his body from him, and patted harder Tap on the car door.

"I'm afraid you'll be peeping." Fengyue turned on his toes and turned into another road at Sanchakou.

"Damn!" Song Nan slapped the car door hard, then turned his head and said to Zhang He, "What's wrong with him?"

Zhang He shrugged, "Aren't you familiar with him?"

"No matter how fucking familiar I am, I don't know he is such a person." Sitting in the dark, Song Nan felt very insecure, and hurriedly took out his mobile phone. Fortunately, he fiddled with the phone before, turned on the flashlight, and raised She shot Zhang He's face twice, and saw that he closed his eyes impatiently and raised his hand to block the light before putting the phone back.

"You fucking don't change again in a while." Song Nan nodded to Zhang He warningly.

Zhang He's expression paled, "Change... what?"

"What did you say changed?" Song Nan stared at him with half-closed eyes, as if he wanted to see some other emotional changes on his face, and said in a cold voice after a long while, "Don't sleep and don't be distracted. Let Cui Pengfei attach to you, I don't care if you are Uncle Zhang's own son or not, I will kill you just to survive."

Song Nan's words were vicious, and the expression on his face was a bit scary, like those big villains in TV dramas with harsh words, but Zhang He was not frightened by his words and expression, on the contrary, he The meaning in the words was so frightened that I opened my mouth several times but could not make a sound.

"Let's chat while Fengyue is away." Seeing his pale face, Song Nan felt that his threat had worked, "Tell me about Cui Pengfei."

Zhang He didn't answer for a long time, as if he didn't want to mention this question.

"It's okay not to say anything," Song Nan said, "Then you just wait to die."

Zhang He still didn't make a sound, but the sweat dripped silently from his forehead again, showing the entanglement and fear in his heart.

"It's not that I'm exaggerating... oh fuck," Song Nan clicked his tongue several times, "I've been really crazy lately, there's really no way I can just open my mouth with idioms."

Zhang He glanced at him, but still didn't speak.

Song Nan thought for a while, then continued, "I'm not exaggerating," he turned on his phone and looked at the time, "It's still 10 minutes to twelve o'clock, think about this time, why did you appear here for no reason, Why didn't I know that my hand was broken, think again..." Song Nan deliberately paused for two seconds, Zhang He looked over immediately, and Song Nan continued, "Why did I know that Cui Pengfei died so strangely?"

Zhang He's face turned pale, and he finally opened his mouth in a hoarse voice with trembling lips.

This fork is the "bright road" that Song Nan pointed out for Pei Guang when he came to Heishuiwan Reservoir for the first time. Turn right and you will return to the main road. Most of the tobacco has been harvested during the season, and at a glance, there is neither grass nor trees, and it is very spacious.

Across this open space, below is the Heishuiwan Reservoir that they had just climbed up with great difficulty.

Feng Yue stood at the fork, turned his head and glanced in the direction of parking at the intersection, and then ran towards the reservoir.

In the dark night, Fengyue passed through the night like a gust of wind. People who were standing on the edge of the open space one second had already arrived at the intersection of the small road leading to the reservoir embankment. It is a bit far-fetched to use the word "running" to describe it. .

The night wind brushed across his cheeks, carrying the slight coolness after the rain, but Fengyue didn't seem to feel it at all. He stood at the intersection, and in the blink of an eye, he was on the embankment.

On the other side of the embankment, the small light bulb hanging in front of the thatched house flickered on and off. Fengyue stepped up and approached slowly, but the light flickered as if he had suddenly gone crazy, as if warning him to move forward.

"Who the hell are you?" In the dark night, a voice sounded from an unknown direction, and the surrounding was very quiet, and the voice seemed a bit ethereal and chilling.

"The person who came to free you." Feng Yue was not in a hurry, as if he had been used to such a trick for a long time, he raised his hand and snapped his fingers lightly, the light bulb that kept flickering made a "bang", but it cracked in response .

"Liberation? Do you know what is liberation?" The voice suddenly approached, and a translucent shadow suddenly appeared less than half a step away from Fengyue. "I have been soaking in this black water for five full years. No one can save me, only myself."

Feng Yue half-closed his eyes, not only was there no trace of fear on his face, but a bit of contempt on the contrary, "So? Try to attach to them, erode their thoughts, and let them jump into this cold place spontaneously. In the black water, making everyone think they committed suicide is the way you choose to free yourself?"

"Who told them not to save me?" Cui Pengfei approached him and said viciously, "This is the retribution they deserve."

"It's not for you to repay the retribution." Feng Yue frowned slightly, as if a little disgusted by Cui Pengfei's sudden approach, he raised his hand, and the shadow that was less than ten centimeters away from him flew several meters away in an instant.

"Who the hell are you?" Cui Pengfei couldn't get up because of this blow, he huddled up on the ground, his face, which couldn't be seen clearly, was distorted by the pain, and he couldn't tell the nose from the eyes. .

"I said before, the person who frees you." Feng Yue stepped up and approached him slowly, "There are thousands of unwilling people in this world, not to mention the dead, even the living, even if they are all called If your heart dies as you wish, do you think you are really liberated?"

"It's nothing more than two more grievances in the cold water." Feng Yue said coldly.

Cui Pengfei froze on the ground, not sure if he couldn't make a sound or didn't know what to say.

Feng Yue looked at him with pity, "It's not the cold black water that traps you, but the betrayal and lies entwined around you."

"You have stayed here for too long, and you can no longer go where you should go." Feng Yue sighed, "In fact, sometimes, there is no difference between death and life. No matter how unwilling you are, it is impossible Let you go back to five years ago, even if they all died because of you, you should stay here and still have to stay here, why don't you think about it further?"

"Far away?" Cui Pengfei squatted on the ground and murmured softly.

"If you haven't died in this black water in the past five years, you have been reborn," Feng Yue pinched his middle finger to his mouth and bit it lightly, a drop of blood burst out from his fingertip , he walked towards Cui Pengfei slowly, put his hand lightly on top of his head, a fine light slowly radiated from the palm of his hand, his tone was no longer as cold as before, "Actually, it's not too late now, get out of this dark place Water, looking at farther and more beautiful places, is actually no different from being alive.”

Cui Pengfei raised his face to look at him, his eyebrows were squeezed together, his eyes were dimmed because of his translucent body, "Is it like you?"

"Yes." Feng Yue nodded, and slowly closed his eyes. After a while, the radiance under the palm of his hand slowly spread down, penetrating into Cui Pengfei's translucent body bit by bit. After a few seconds, the radiance gradually faded, and even Watching Cui Pengfei's translucent body slowly disappear together.

Without a trace.

Feng Yue breathed a sigh of relief and slowly opened his eyes. He couldn't remember the last time he meddled in his own business.

After straightening his sleeves, Feng Yue closed his eyes, and when his body teleported to the fork of the Mid-Levels Highway, his figure suddenly turned sideways, and his whole body fell to the ground like a rapidly falling meteorite.

Hitting his head on the concrete railing beside the road, Feng Yue subconsciously raised his hand to wipe his forehead, and the red liquid dripped down his fingertips to the ground.

One drop...two drops...three drops...

Compared with the bleeding wound on the forehead, the scorching tingling sensation on the back of the shoulder was more intense. The last time it happened suddenly was at Pei Guang's house. Feng Yue still remembered that he had not controlled properly and crushed one of his teacups.

Feng Yue leaned against the concrete railing and closed his eyes for an unknown period of time. The blood on his forehead was gone. He raised his hand and touched it. There was nothing but the cold sweat from the pain, but the burning sensation on his left shoulder was It didn't subside for a long time, but the tingling feeling dissipated a lot.

sweat?

Feng Yue was a little surprised and raised his hand to wipe his forehead. The burning sensation on the back of the shoulder continued. Feng Yue opened the neckline with his right hand and looked at the shoulder. The button of the neckline was accidentally torn off by Song Nan, which is convenient few.

There is a light red color on the shoulder, the color is so light that it is a bit pink, but there are no lines to be seen. Feng Yue closed his eyes and remembered the scene when the man was lying on his shoulder and holding a needle to ask him to choose a picture a few years ago. .

Feng Yue covered his eyes with a gloomy expression, wishing that it happened only yesterday.

The burning sensation gradually faded away, Feng Yue raised his wrist to look at the time, 5 minutes, each time was longer, he frowned, and walked step by step in the direction of parking in the night.

Time seems to be running out.

[The author has something to say]: I'm going to the hospital tomorrow, I'll update it later, it won't exceed 23 o'clock, good night.