Marry a eunuch to catch demons

The pen in Ye Ge's hand was gripped tighter and tighter, and in the blink of an eye, Jilong had rushed in front of Principal Ma, and at this moment, Jiao Shi suddenly felt a strong force land on the back of his neck, smashing the coke-like His spine was shattered.

He didn't even have time to make any sound, his head fell down, and rolled aside.

And the dragon, which was exhaling white smoke, disappeared abruptly at the moment it was about to bump into Principal Ma.

Ye Ge took the opportunity to rush forward, and a spell flashed and cut off the arm holding Principal Ma directly. Principal Ma fell straight down, but he did not forget to hold the lantern tightly in his arms.

It was Mr. Gong. He was standing behind the charred corpse, holding the broken bench in his hands. His eyes showed an extremely complicated struggle. Just now, he broke free from the control of the caster and once again protected his body. student.

After the scorched corpse's head rolled to the ground, it seemed that it was still conscious, and it opened its mutilated mouth in vain, struggling and crying out in pain.

Xie Zhen lowered his eyebrows slightly, and walked to the side of the scorched corpse's head. With a slight movement of his right hand, the dragon had already reached the scorched corpse's head.

"Now let's talk, who woke you up?"

The charred corpse had no power to resist now, so it could only reply as if begging for mercy: "I, I really don't know, he doesn't look like a person at all!"

"What do you mean?" Xie Zhen frowned, and the dragon threatened to get closer, and the scorched corpse hurriedly said, "Don't, don't, I say it's not okay!"

"He's just a lump of iron, and the clothes on his body look like those of Buddha statues in the temple. You can't see what he looks like at all!"

Iron bumps, Buddha statues...Ye Ge suddenly remembered the last words Guanshi Meng said: "Is it an iron arhat?!"

Jiao Shi was a bandit before he was alive, so he couldn't tell what Bodhisattva Arhat was. Hearing what Ye Ge said, he immediately responded, "Yes, yes, yes, it's an iron or something, an iron Arhat."

"He came suddenly, and then left suddenly... After waking me up, he told me that if he wanted to survive, he had to suck the air from living people. Besides, there was nothing else."

"Nothing else?" Xie Zhen was not surprised to hear the words Tie Luohan.In less than half a year, he encountered two strange incidents related to luck one after another. If there is no connection between them, then it is a real ghost.

"There is really nothing else, just spare my life!" The charred corpse insisted that he had already told everything he knew, but kept begging Xie Zhen for mercy.

"Forgive your life, and save it to continue to harm others?" Xie Zhen responded coldly. At this moment, all the questions that should be asked have been asked, and this filth that should not exist should be sent to the road.

He took a few steps back indifferently, without making any further movements, the dragon hanging in the air leaned down, and the white smoke that spewed out was like a raging fire, burning the scorched corpse's head.

The scorched corpse was still desperately begging for mercy, and the voice became more and more shrill, but Xie Zhen was unmoved, but just as he was about to be burned to ashes, Ye Ge suddenly discovered that a blood-red pimple sprang out from his nose and mouth. silk.

Ye Ge didn't even think about it, the little white pigeon rushed out from the tip of his pen, rushed into the white smoke in the blink of an eye, and grabbed the red silk tightly with its small beak like a bug.

"What is this?" The little pigeon flew back to Ye Ge with the red silk in its mouth. Just as Ye Ge was about to touch it, Xie Zhen grabbed her hand.

"Don't move the pigeon," Xie Zhen held Ye Ge's hand, turned to pick up the red silk with half a stick, and explained: "This is the same as the white silk on Meng Liangwu's body last time. Something used to absorb people's luck."

But obviously, this red silk is even more vicious, and can directly kill people.

"Then what should I do? Destroy it?" Ye Ge felt a little apprehensive when he thought about using these things on himself.

Xie Zhen also hated this thing very much, so he kissed Ye Ge's forehead comfortingly, wrapped it with a wisp of white smoke, and put it in his pipe: "If we can catch this thing, our trip is worthwhile!" .”

"Keep it, it might be useful in the future."

After solving the matter of the charred corpse, Ye Ge's eyes fell back on the lantern again. At this moment, the low flame was still burning in the lamp, but Ye Ge couldn't figure out how to use it to return to reality.

At this time, Mr. Gong, who had been struggling with the restraint in his body, suddenly opened his mouth with difficulty.Everyone immediately listened carefully, only to see his lips move slightly, and he spoke fragments of words.

"Lamp... break it, break it!"

"No, you can't break it." After hearing Mr. Gong's words, Principal Ma held the lantern in his arms tightly and shook his head: "If you break it, you will be gone!"

"They're not here anymore." Xie Zhen's voice sounded deep, like a bell that forced people to wake up. He looked down at Principal Ma: "They have long since died, and now they are just kept here by this lamp."

"It's impossible to come back alive, and it's impossible to reincarnate, whether you live or die, you don't die."

"This, is what you want?"

Principal Ma still looked at Mr. Gong in front of him, shaking his head in vain, but the strength in his hand was loose.

Ye Ge raised his eyes to look at Xie Zhen, and after getting the other's gaze, he carefully tested and took the lamp from Principal Ma's hand.

"Come here, you guys, we're leaving." Xie Zhen called the students who were still in shock, and asked them to pick up the boy with glasses who had fallen unconscious, and stood in front of the lamp.

Ye Ge took a deep breath, then raised the lantern and threw it to the ground forcefully.

With the shattering of the lantern, the light that was originally the size of a bean suddenly spread, and burned to the entire hut in a blink of an eye.

And where the lantern landed, a hole the size of a desk gradually appeared, and a pulling force came out of the hole, as if to attract everyone to enter.

Those students were the first to leave. They had been tortured to the core. They just wanted to return to reality quickly, and they didn't want to stay for a second. So when they saw Xie Zhen nodding, they rushed in immediately. In that void, it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Let's go, Geer." Xie Zhen hugged Ye Ge's shoulders, and the two walked to the empty space. Ye Ge finally looked around at the burning hut.

Wherever the flame went, whether it was a student or a scorched corpse, it gradually dissipated.

Only Mr. Gong was still standing beside Principal Ma, the struggle had faded from his eyes, and he just looked at his students silently.

"Principal Ma, let's go." Xie Zhen lowered his eyes, looked at Principal Ma who was still kneeling on the ground, and reminded.

After a while, Principal Ma nodded stiffly, got up staggeringly, walked over, and stood behind the two of them.

Mr. Gong's figure also dissipated, and the fire had already reached his eyes, and it seemed that they were about to be engulfed.Ye Ge turned around, intending to leave with Xie Zhen quickly.

But at the moment when he looked back, he saw a person in the flames of the hut.

It was the young Principal Ma. He had almost disappeared, but his small figure and pale face were still glaring in the flames for some reason.

Just as Ye Ge was about to say something to Xie Zhen, he felt Xie Zhen's hand holding him suddenly tightened. An ominous premonition burst in Ye Ge's heart, and he hurriedly looked up.

A copper-colored dagger pierced Xie Zhen's chest from behind, exposing the blood-stained tip.

"Ge'er, it's okay..." Xie Zhen grabbed Ye Ge's shoulders and held him tightly behind him, but the wound felt like it was corroded by the dagger, and there were bursts of sharp pain.

Principal Ma stood in front of the two with scarlet eyes, his face was distorted, and Xie Zhen's blood was stained on his hands.

The flames around him grew bigger and bigger, but Ye Ge seemed to fall into an ice cave. He tried to support Xie Zhen at a loss, and wanted to drag him away together, but the power in the hollow increased violently.

The strong wind sucked the raging fire from the hut, and directly scattered the two of them head-on.

Ye Ge desperately wanted to grab Xie Zhen's arm, but the scorching flames burned all his consciousness and pushed him into the void behind him...

Ye Ge opened his eyes suddenly. He had already returned to Cangcheng School surrounded by buildings. The broken lantern was in his hand. There was still a last embers of fire in the lamp, and Xie Zhen was lying on the bed not far from him. place.

Ye Ge got up like crazy, dragged her hands and feet, and threw herself in front of Xie Zhen.

"Sir, sir!" With a hoarse voice, he kept calling Xie Zhen, and then stretched out his hand tremblingly to check Xie Zhen's body.

But the strange thing was that Xie Zhen didn't have any wounds on his chest, but he just lay there, motionless, and even his breathing became extremely weak.

Ye Ge was completely flustered, he managed to force himself to calm down, then pulled out the pen he carried with him, and began to draw one spell after another.

White light soon lingered around Xie Zhen, but he showed no signs of waking up, and his breath became weaker and weaker.

"Sir, don't scare me..." Ye Ge didn't know what he was doing at all, so he could only continue drawing spells in vain, his vision was completely blurred, and his heart felt like it was going to split open.

"Hurry up..." At this moment, beside the broken lantern, Mr. Gong's figure was faintly condensed, and he was like the last embers, which would be extinguished in a blink of an eye.

But he brought the last hope to Ye Ge.

"Quickly, wake him up and call his soul back... As long as the lights stay on, there is still a chance."

Ye Ge was almost numb from despair. He was stunned for a moment before he understood what Mr. Gong was talking about. He immediately threw the pen in his hand aside, grabbed Xie Zhen's hand tightly, and called out loudly.

"Sir, sir!"

Ye Ge's throat hadn't recovered at all, it was in severe pain before, and now it was like a knife cutting her when she shouted.

But he completely ignored the pain, yelling in a hoarse voice over and over again, expecting the slightest reaction from Xie Zhenneng.

The few students who escaped before also gathered together. Although they didn't know what happened, they also squatted around Xie Zhen and yelled after Ye Ge.

The flame in the broken lamp gradually faded, but Ye Ge never gave up. His throat was getting more and more painful, and he couldn't stop coughing, until he choked up little spots of blood.

But he didn't stop for a moment, and continued to hiss, he believed that Xie Zhen would not just abandon him like this.

The last embers of the fire swayed in the cold morning wind, and finally completely extinguished, leaving only a faint blue smoke.

A hand touched Ye Ge's lips, and the warm thumb wiped away the blood spot at the corner of his mouth.

Ye Ge's tears couldn't hold back completely, and rolled down his cheeks until Xie Zhen pulled him into his arms and kissed his bloody lips fiercely.

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