Escape from the Ghost

Looking at the majestic woman rolling up the fence of the bridge like a big grapefruit in front of him, Song Yi's brain burst with a "buzz", and he burst out: "Damn, I can't let people live for a moment!" He ran up quickly, and the wind in his ear With a whirring sound, he stretched his arms around the waist and hugged the woman vigorously, and they both fell to the ground and rolled twice.

At the moment of physical contact, Song Yi was dazed, and the scene suddenly changed. In a daze, the woman was still standing at the bridge, smiling at him, then got up and jumped over the fence.Song Yi froze for a moment, a terrible thought came to her mind, this matter is not over, she will "die" again.Sure enough, the woman quickly broke away from Song Yi, got up from the ground, ran to the fence of the bridge pier, and climbed over the fence with strength.

At the end of the road, the young man with his neck shrunk could vaguely see his back, the old couple passing by just now, the old man was still yelling on the road, and the old lady was still hitting the tree with an "ooooooo", the voices of the two echoed each other And, dragged on longer and longer, gradually disappeared in the morning mist.

The woman who jumped into the river was about to jump over the fence of the bridge and fall downside down, but she suddenly stopped. Everything happened in an extremely short period of time, as if someone had slowed down the clockwork and pressed the valve with a long voice.

The time axis was held tightly by someone and then pulled away again. Song Yi staggered up from the ground, panting heavily, and ran towards the woman, but all the voices in the world suddenly disappeared, and no one spoke again. He needs to reach out.All movements stopped abruptly, and Song Yi only heard his own messy breathing.The moment he touched the woman's shoulder again, a man in a black robe descended from the sky, standing in front of Song Yi and the woman.

The peach blossom eyes were mocking with an unclear smile, and there was a warm and cold look between the brows. When the eyes fell on Song Yi, it seemed that there was a little more affectionate taste.

"You are……"

Song Yi wrinkled and stared at the man in front of him, his eyes were full of doubts, this man's face seemed familiar, but he just couldn't remember where he saw it?In the next moment, Song Yi's whole body tensed up secretly. Experience told him that no one in black is a good person if he has nothing to do.

A gentle smile slid across the corner of Song Qingzhi's mouth, and there seemed to be an unexplained playfulness in his tone, and he asked, "Do you want to save her?"

"Ah."

"who am I?"

Song Yi frowned even tighter. He searched carefully in his mind, but when the words came to his mouth, he just couldn't describe what he should look like. He gritted his teeth and stammered: "You...you are... "

Song Qingzhi's complexion gradually sank, the smile disappeared bit by bit, and he spoke slowly and long: "It's good if you can't remember, so at least the next time we meet, you will still be you." The corner of his mouth raised again. Get up and continue to ask, "Do you really want to save her?"

An ominous premonition welled up in his heart, Song Yi looked at the man cautiously, and nodded without saying a word.

There was a hint of expectation and excitement in Song Qingzhi's eyes, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was extremely strange. He stretched out his right hand and snapped his fingers, then pointed to the woman on the pier.Time seemed to be dragged back to the original track. The woman lifted her foot halfway and stepped out of the fence. He immediately changed his face and rushed over. When he stretched out his arms, the woman fell straight out of the bridge, "Plop!" " With a sound, it crashed into the icy channel of the Shu River, splashing a big splash.

Song Yi's fingers could vaguely feel the cold touch of the woman's yellow windbreaker just now. He raised his eyes and looked at the river water. At this moment, the spray had dissipated and returned to the previous tranquility, as if nothing had happened just now.

The sound of the wind passed by my ears, as soft as a woman's fingers.The voice of the man in the black robe carried a lazy warmth, lingering in Song Yi's ears: "How could you save a person who is destined to die?"

Song Yi froze in place and did not move. The arm holding the fence seemed to have been injected with molten iron. He closed his eyes tightly, and when he opened them again, he finally forced himself to calm down, turned around slowly, and looked at the black robe in front of him. The man asked, "Who are you?"

Song Qingzhi stared at a pair of big innocent eyes, and said distressedly: "One day you will remember everything, how can the protagonist's carnival be missing in this grand curse, look, the sun is so good..." The foothold of the voice grabbed Song Yi's heart like a poisonous snake. This feeling of repression and resentment instantly dragged him into the dark and cramped passenger seat in the car accident.

Song Yi gritted his teeth and moved forward quickly, grabbed Song Qingzhi's arm and pulled it in front of him.Song Qingzhi was neither in a hurry nor panic, following the sudden force, his muscles and bones were as soft as a loach in the soil, and slipped out of Song Yi's grasp in an instant.He held Song Yi's wrist with his backhand and broke it hard, and Song Yi's face immediately changed.

The corners of Song Qingzhi's mouth lightly lifted, he let go of his hand and pushed Song Yi out, and said with satisfaction, "You're good at it."

Song Yi rubbed his wrists, his eyes were cold: "You... are the same as Li Zhaoling and the others? Are you also for Song Muzhi?"

Song Qingzhi's eyes froze but he didn't answer. The slight change in his expression fell into Song Yi's eyes, and he quickly lingered in his brain, and continued: "For the same purpose but not together? Could it be... there is a dispute between you? Or, your relationship with Song Muzhi is different..."

Song Qingzhi sneered, with admiration in his eyes, and said: "You have a good brain, but it's a pity..." He quickly rushed to Song Yi, who had no time to react, and was already strangled by the throat. The two floated into the air together, and Song Yi's toes gradually left the ground. Because he couldn't breathe, his face was flushed, and the veins on his neck and face were bulging, and they quickly penetrated to his forehead.Until the next moment, the back of his head became heavier and heavier, and his consciousness gradually became blurred. He held Song Qingzhi's hand tightly and kept beating him.

The entire back of Song Qingzhi's hands was miserable white, in sharp contrast to the flush on Song Yi's face.With the corner of his mouth raised high, he let go, and threw Song Yi to the ground again. Song Yi supported his neck and panted heavily, looking at him with tears in his eyes.

Song Qingzhi stood with his hands behind his back, and sneered, "Did you see that? I can kill you by just moving my fingers!"

Song Yi coughed twice, stood up from the ground, faced the cold wind at the bridgehead, and shouted loudly: "Then kill me!"

Song Qingzhi was startled, and frowned woodenly.

Song Yi looked at Song Qingzhi without moving, and said, "You can't kill me, because you arranged the car accident, and you need the host to be reborn, so you have to change it back to Song Muzhi!"

I don't know when it started, the bridge was empty, not only was there no one, but even the passing vehicles disappeared without a trace.Song Qingzhi stood where he was, his expression changed from panic to shock, and then calmed down in a flash. Still calm and calm, he said, "It's really interesting, I'm getting more and more impressed with you!"

"I remember your voice."

Song Qingzhi said slowly: "Then do you know that Song Weizhong didn't have to die originally, because I only want you."

Song Yi clenched his fists unconsciously when he heard the words, letting the anger boil on his face.

Song Qingzhi suddenly put away all the playful expressions, fell from the sky, approached Song Yi step by step, and said, "Although I can't let your father come back, I still owe you my life. How about a deal? Let Song Muzhi His soul returned to his body, and I will return this life to you."

"give me back?"

Song Qingzhi smiled, and leaned into Song Yi's ear and said: "The dark energy in your body has begun to recover, and it will not be as simple as spying on death. As long as you have a random thought, the whole world may be destroyed." To turn the world upside down, let alone a small me?"

Song Yi widened his eyes and looked at him in surprise.

Song Qingzhi took a full look at his unexpected expression with satisfaction, and said: "Looking at you now, you know that Li Zhaoling is really hiding it from you. Remember! You can only walk this road by yourself. If you want to survive, anyone can do it." Don't believe it."

After he finished speaking, he leaped high, landed outside the fence, and disappeared in an instant after falling extremely fast.The vehicles on the bridge were constantly flowing, the figure of the boy had disappeared, and the old lady was still bumping into a tree in the green belt on the other side of the road.

Song Yi's brain went blank. The next moment, he vaguely remembered the man in black robe and what he said, but he couldn't remember the face of the man in black robe.Song Yi quickly lay on the outside of the fence, suddenly looked at the river under the bridge, took out his mobile phone tremblingly, dialed the phone and said, "Xia...Xia Houyong...someone...jumped into the river."

"Oh...you don't need to go downriver, the corpse isn't there! Go there, go to the north..." Xia Hou bravely walked towards Song Yi in a panic, and muttered, "These grandsons won't listen no matter how much they sue!"

Going into the water to salvage corpses has always been a hard job. Of course Xia Houyong knew the location of the corpse, but he couldn't just identify it on the spot.Letting a high-profile player cheat and cooperate with ordinary people to pretend to be stupid and indulge in fun, usually with his fiery temper, he will explode within a few minutes of pretending!

He sat down next to Song Yi, and the early sunshine hit the two of them warmly, and it was only after a while that the temperature was relieved.Xia Houyong looked at Song Yi with a dazed expression in front of him, bumped him with his elbow and said, "What's going on?"

"This morning..."

When the words came to his mouth, Song Yi really didn't know where to start. From the backlash of the ghost, the encounter with the ghost, he ran out of the faculty dormitory, or... the man in black robe he saw, if Li Zhaoling really deliberately kept it from him What, what about Xia Houyong?He raised his eyes and looked at Xia Houyong without speaking.

Xia Houyong looked at Song Yi's pitiful appearance curled up together, took off his windbreaker and put it on him, muttering, "You child, you really don't make people worry."

Song Yi moved his lips and said, "Isn't Li Zhaoling the soul leader? Why doesn't he come?"

Xia Houyong took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, lit it and said, "Which leader have you ever seen who has been doing coolies?"

"The last few times..." Song Yi suddenly stopped and didn't say anything more, because he instantly understood why that person "was" before.

Xia Houyong looked at him in dismay, and said, "What's going on? Why did Li Zhaoling let you run out alone?"

The wind by the river was still blowing, Song Yi tugged at the windbreaker he was wearing, and said, "When I walked to the bridge, I saw a woman jumping into the river."

Xia Houyong was a little surprised: "It's gone?"

"Ah."

How could Xia Houyong fail to hear such an obvious coping?He thought that Song Yi was frightened like the previous few times, and tried to slow down his tone and said, "What are you doing here so hard? Don't you have to go to class this morning?"

"running……"

"???"

Song Yi gritted his teeth and repeated: "Run!" He glanced away, avoiding Xia Houyong's gaze, and said, "I exercise actively to keep fit!"

"Hahahahaha!" Xia Houyong laughed unceremoniously, "You can bump into people and jump into the river even if you run, student Song, I think we need to make three chapters. When you are free in the future, you'd better run less. This can effectively reduce the workload of the police, although it’s all accidents and I don’t blame you, but I really have to blame you if I say something from the bottom of my heart.”

Song Yi looked at Xia Houyong laughing so frantically that he almost wanted to tear off the windbreaker and stuff it in his mouth.

Xia Houyong laughed and suddenly stopped talking, and the next second, he laughed even louder: "Hahahahahahaha..."

Song Yi followed his gaze and looked behind him. Li Zhaoling was wearing a gray pullover jacket, a pair of big black pants, and a pair of well-polished leather shoes. He was wearing an explosive chicken nest head, and his face was dark. Standing on the rock behind him stared at them.

The big underpants fluttered against the autumn wind, turning into ashes, even Song Yi recognized it. He helped Li Zhaoling put it on with his trembling little hands last night, and the mix-and-match look of this chicken nest head was really in contrast to the usual suit and leather shoes. Now even the trembling signature black face expression has no deterrent effect, and it also has an inexplicable sense of joy that people are on an embarrassing journey.

Song Yi looked silly, and after a long while, he murmured: "He..."

Xia Houyong held his stomach and said: "I... I called him... just... I just said that you bumped into someone by the Shu River and committed suicide, but the wind was too strong and the signal was not good, so the phone hung up by itself. Thinking of...hahaha..."

Song Yi silently picked up the phone, saw ten missed calls, and felt a little trembling for a while.Last night, he was afraid of disturbing Li Zhaoling's sleep, so he turned off the mute directly. He silently raised his head, pushed Xia Houyong with his arm, and asked, "Are you sure he won't listen, I committed suicide..."

Li Zhaoling stood in the distance, his face getting more and more ugly. Xia Houyong said inexplicably on the phone, "Song Yi committed suicide by the Shu River", which completely panicked him, and he couldn't get through when he called back.He called Song Yi again, but no one picked up. Without saying a word, he rushed out and went straight to the Kangjing Bridge, which is the closest to Muda, and went down the river. He could see the marine police who salvaged the corpse along the way, and he tried to stop him and ask about the case. , As a result, the police comrades with high professionalism and secrecy spirit invited them out of the scene several times as boring gossip people.This meeting was walking back, and from a distance, I saw two familiar figures on Shijie, hugging and talking and laughing together.

He was so remorseful that he was so heartbroken, he cursed himself as a fool, and was thinking about how to hide his whereabouts and retreat quietly, but Xia Houyong turned his head and gave him a soul-torturing stare.

Xia Houyong held his stomach and said, "You...you two really made an appointment to tease me together? One morning before dawn, I went to the bridge for a run, wearing pajamas and leather shoes, oh my god, what day is it today?"

Li Zhaoling accepted his fate calmly, walked over and said coldly: "If you dare to laugh again, I'll tell Zhao You that you have sex with the wine bottle he gave you every day."

Xia Houyong immediately stopped laughing, and said, "I'm fucking thinking about people when I see things." After speaking, he met Song Yi's embarrassed eyes.

Li Zhaoling added another word of wisdom: "Do you use your hands when you see things and think about people?"

"..."

Li Zhaoling glanced at the coat that Song Yi was wearing, and suddenly felt a little dazzling, and said, "According to what I said, he does laundry according to the season."

Song Yi silently tore off the windbreaker, and smiled even more embarrassingly at Xia Houyong.

Li Zhaoling withdrew his expression and asked Xia Houyong, "What's going on?"

Xia Houyong's face darkened, and he said, "The deceased is a doctor from the Oncology Department of the Central Hospital, and his name is Li Feifei."

Song Yi had a gloomy face and asked, "I remember that Chen Wei had lung cancer?"

Xia Houyong nodded and said: "She is Chen Wei's attending doctor. Yesterday, Chen Wei's divorced wife took her children and relatives to the hospital to make a fuss, saying that the hospital should be responsible for the death of a person, and also He beat her with his hands. However, the specific situation can only be obtained in the hospital after the body has been salvaged and identified."

Li Zhaoling said: "After the corpse is fished out, let Su Ning give her a purple palm."

Xia Houyong frowned and asked, "You mean..."

"Both lives were in the city center hospital. I don't think it's a coincidence." After finishing speaking, he suddenly turned his eyes, looked at Song Yi, and said, "Did anything else happen when she jumped into the river? Did she see someone?" ?”

Song Yi hesitated a little, shook his head cautiously, and said, "No."

Li Zhaoling didn't speak, and seemed to be waiting for Song Yi to say something.

Song Yi avoided Li Zhaoling's gaze and said, "She was about to jump for the first time and I rescued her, but she broke free and rushed to the bridge. I... I tried my best." He rubbed his neck, pulled off the windbreaker and To Xia Houyong, said, "You guys are busy, you got up too early and went back to catch up on sleep."

Xia Houyong said, "You leave as soon as you say?" After speaking, he looked at Li Zhaoling suspiciously.

Li Zhaoling raised his heels, Song Yi turned to him and said, "It's dawn, you don't have to follow me."

"..."

Looking at Song Yi's back and Li Zhaoling's blue face, Xia Houyong was very glad that the black-faced god had finally met an enemy, and tried his best to suppress An Shuang in his heart, with a concerned expression on his face: "Did you provoke him?"

After a while, I heard Li Zhaoling gritted his teeth and added: "I'm going back to school, by the way..."