Escape from the Ghost

The night finally drew the curtain for this day, and also covered it with a layer of oppression with unclear light and shade.

Standing in Su Ningzi's small courtyard, Zhao You leaned against the vermilion lacquered pillars, and said to Xia Houyong, "Do you think Li Zhaoling will save him? Essence and blood are compatible, and the price he paid is too high. It's not like him style."

Sitting on the stone bench, Xia Houyong said expressionlessly, "Didn't you see him being bitten by a ghost beast because of Song Yi?" After a long while, he added, "Zhao You, people will change."

"Change?"

Xia Houyong deliberately met his calm and downcast eyes, and said, "Right? Why don't you believe it? I will change too."

Zhao You sneered, and said, "I prefer to believe that sows can climb trees."

"..."

After he finished speaking, he jumped onto the wall.

Xia Houyong pointed at him and said angrily: "What's wrong with you, you go to the room if you disagree!"

Zhao You said lightly: "Staying with you for a long time makes my stomach sick!"

"You..." Xia Hou was so courageous that he couldn't speak, he got up and wanted to go to the room.Zhao You picked up the guitar at the right moment, brewed, aimed, and fired in one go, directly hitting Xia Houyong's face...

Xia Houyong suddenly stared at the stars, and fell straight into the yard, quietly admiring the several birds in front of him circling above his head.

Zhao You left a sentence: "Death will never repent." He jumped off the wall with his guitar on his back.

The dim light stood on the head of the bed, and the person on the bed had his eyes closed with a pale face.Li Zhaoling turned the tip of the knife over the bedside lamp carefully, and said, "'Baipi' was indeed cursed."

Su Ningzi sat by the bed, looked down at Song Yi, and said doubtfully: "It seems that someone has already sealed the soul in the blade and waited for this day, but... I don't understand, Song Yi is not the only host, why did you wait until this day? Do it now?"

Li Zhaoling put down the dagger, looked coldly, and said, "Maybe it's not destiny for him to become the host."

Su Ningzi froze for a moment, then said, "What do you mean?"

Li Zhaoling shook his head and said, "No matter what, let's save people first." The blade looked extremely cold under the light, and he was about to strike at the forearm of his shirt rolled up.

Su Ningzi hastily stretched out her hand to stop her and said, "Have you considered who you are going to save? The essence and blood are interlinked, and from now on you will be connected to each other. You must know that it is the fate of all hosts to die, even if they If you are lucky enough to get through this period safely, until the day the general is resurrected, you can guarantee to resist the erosion of his body by the energy of the black case? The road is too difficult to walk, and you can't accompany him!"

Li Zhaoling pushed Su Ningzi's hand away, and said indifferently: "It's been 3000 years, and I'm tired. Perhaps, as Song Yi said, the courage to break the boat is far more important than the result. This time, I hope to accompany him to the end "

He picked up Baipi, and slashed the tip of the knife along his wrist, and the wound immediately overflowed with blood. Li Zhaoling put his wrist by Song Yi's lips, and slowly closed his eyes, letting the pain spread from his forearm to his whole body. After a while, Song Yi原The face began to flush, and some blood color faintly recovered, and the eyeballs began to shake through the eyelids.

Su Ningzi looked at Li Zhaoling with a solemn expression, clutched the hem of her clothes and left the room.

Song Yi's consciousness slowly came to life in the darkness. At the end of the darkness was a path illuminated by light. He raised his head to search for the source of the light, but even though his eyes were pierced with burning pain, he still didn't see anything. arrive.He finally gave up, looking at the path illuminated by the light, his heart was full of reluctance, thinking that when he passed this path, he would probably have to pay for his own life.After a while, the light beam suddenly became darker and darker. Seeing that the path was about to disappear, Song Yi cursed: "Damn it, even if I die, I will go to heaven." After making up his mind, he quickened his pace, before the path disappeared run forward.

The lights and shadows on both sides of the road changed, like a movie screen flickering back and forth, but the light went too fast, he just glanced roughly, and saw group after group of people appearing and disappearing, the surrounding fire was soaring into the sky, and countless cold words filled his ears. The sound of weapon collisions and screams before death!

Seeing the closed door in front of him, Song Yi suddenly pushed it open, and all the lights went out suddenly. It was like another world outside the door. The warm light hit his face, making him unable to see the scene in front of him clearly, and the child crying in his ear Shouts and women's scolding came one after another:

"You little bastard, you cause trouble all day long, you really think you are the second young master, remember! You are a bastard, a bastard!"

"Stop hitting! I beg you, don't hit me!"

The light scattered in all directions, and the figure slowly showed color in the darkness.

In front of Song Yi was a little boy who looked no more than twelve or thirteen years old. The little boy was crying loudly in rags and ragged clothes, and bumped his head away from the old nanny who was whipping with a cane. The old nanny His feet slipped due to the huge momentum, and he fell to the ground with his head on his head. Black and red blood quickly spread all over the ground along the back of his head.

"I...I didn't mean to..."

The boy's face was terrified, and he fell to the ground with a hoarse voice and howled in a low voice, as if holding some kind of force into his chest.After a while, he got up from the ground in a panic, bypassed the bloodstains, and squatted down next to the old mama, and gently probed her breath with his fingers. Just as he put his hand in front of his nose, he shook it and quickly retracted it, sobbing and covering her face. Shut up and dare not cry out.The blood spilled over the stones on the ground, turned along the small bumps, and stained his feet.He took a step back in horror and looked around, and finally his eyes fell on Song Yi's face.

Song Yi's heart skipped a beat, who... is he?

The boy scrambled and knelt down at Song Yi's feet, hugged his legs and tried his best to suppress his out-of-control emotions, crying and saying, "Brother! You save me...if...if father and aunt find out, they will beat me to death The... I... I killed someone... I didn't mean to."

Crying and crying, the boy suddenly stopped, sat on the ground and took two steps back, shaking his head, and said in fear, "No... I didn't kill it... She fell down by herself..."

The linen clothes on the boy's body were torn several times, and the ground where the cane had been beaten was turned out and blood was stained with blood. Old and new welts intersected back and forth. It seemed that this was not the first time he had been beaten.His face was also covered with blood, and his original face could hardly be seen clearly. He kept covering his mouth, not even daring to cry too loudly.

Song Yi hesitated, and finally stepped out of the threshold and bent down, stretched out his hand to try to comfort the boy, but when the boy saw it, he immediately got up and threw himself into his arms, grabbing the clothes on his chest and burying his face in it, like a victim Aggrieved and overwhelmed children.

Song Yi dropped his hand, patted him on the shoulder, and said comfortingly, "Don't worry, don't cry, I saw it."

Several bursts of hurried footsteps came back and forth, and Song Yi looked forward after the sound.At the entrance of the inner courtyard, there was a frightened young man. The young man saw the person lying in the pool of blood in front of him take a step back and rolled to the ground. His facial features were twisted together and deformed. He sat on the ground and rubbed his back. While looking up at the child in Song Yi's arms, he said, "Killed... killed... the second young master killed..." He quickly got up from the ground, ran out and shouted, "Master! Ma'am! It's not good ...Second Young Master killed someone!"

The sound of people was noisy, and more and more people squeezed their heads out from the side rooms and the corners of the yard, and gathered around the yard.

"My lord, Ma'am -"

With a cry, four maidservants in cyan gauze were the first to pave the way. The leader was a big man in wide clothes with beards, and a woman in plain brocade clothes hurried over beside him, accompanied by seven or eight strong men, all of them tall and thick. .

Seeing the battle, the boy in his arms immediately shut up and stopped crying, and shrank his head to hide behind Song Yi.

The leader of the big man came over and was about to arrest the boy. Song Yi subconsciously raised his hand to stop him. The big man angrily scolded: "Muzhi, get out of the way! My Song family can't afford to lose this man."

Song Yi was stunned for a moment, and watched the big man dragging the boy away by the collar like a chicken, leaving behind crying along the road: "Brother! You save me, you save me!"

A group of people passed the corridor along the corridor, and the big man opened the door and threw the boy directly into the ancestral hall.Song Yi trotted all the way and wanted to follow in, but was stopped when he entered. Although this woman is old, she has a broad face and pretty eyes, and she is still beautiful. There is a faint majesty between her brows, and said: "Right or wrong, Your father has his own conclusions, so don't worry about it!"

Listening to the cries in the ancestral hall, Song Yi hesitated for a moment or stepped across the threshold regardless of the obstruction.In the huge ancestral hall, only two ever-burning lamps are lit on the long table for enshrining, and there are two shelves in front of the ever-burning lamps.Song Yi frowned and stared, the red tassel black iron, the blade was glowing with a faint cold light, the enshrined on the case was actually Zhan Tianji?There are three rows of spirit tablets standing on the back of Zhan Tianji, and each spirit card starts with the word "Songmen" vermilion.In the middle of the lobby, there were two futons, and the boy fell on the futons and shivered with fright.

Song family, Muzhi... Song Yi frowned, so this big man should be Song Muzhi's father, then this boy, is... Song Muzhi's younger brother?Song Qingzhi...

A name jumped into his mind, and Song Yi was taken aback when he said it. What happened to the scene in front of him?All the details about Song Muzhi flashed into his mind one after another. He was absolutely sure that he had never heard of the name Song Qingzhi in any information, on any occasion, or in any population. Why...

"Nizi! Ever since you entered the Song family, the house has been full of chickens and dogs every day, and there is no peace. I let you stay because the blood of the Song family is always on you, and I don't want you to go sideways. , who would have thought that you would actually bring that vile habit of the market to the mansion."

Song Qingzhi stared at her crying red eyes and stood up unsteadily from the ground, gritted his teeth and said, "Marketer? A lowly worker? Yes! My mother was born in a brothel! Me too! Since you despise her, why did you put her in the first place?" Brought into the mansion, without you, she still has a life, but now? She can't go through the main entrance in life, and even in death, she can't enter the Song family's ancestral hall!" He pointed to the spirit tablet with his thin body Shaking violently together.

"Although your mother was born in the land of fireworks, she is clean and full of talent. Why...how did you give birth to a rebellious son...forget it...forget it...I will kill you with my own hands today, and I will give your mother an explanation!"

The big man took two quick steps, and swung his Zhan Tianji to chop at Song Qingzhi.The blade flickered, and a cold light suddenly appeared.

"Father! Don't!"

Song Yi at the door yelled, ran two steps quickly, hugged Song Qingzhi in his arms and rolled him off the ground, avoiding the Zhan Tianji who passed by.Song Yi hastily lowered his head to look at the person in his arms. Suddenly he had an illusion, as if the child in his arms really had some kind of relationship with him.Song Yi patted his back, rubbed it into his arms and comforted him, "Okay, it's okay...it's okay..."

Song Qingzhi tugged tremblingly at the front of his clothes, tremblingly said: "Brother...I...I don't want to die..."

"Brother, I don't want to die..."

"General, I don't want to die..."

"We can't die..."

Countless voices crashed down from the roof and intertwined together, lingering in Song Yi's ears. These voices carried fear of death, anger, and resentment, like bloody hands reaching out to Song Yi one after another, blocking him. ears.The scene in front of him was scattered, and he suddenly returned to the passage where the scene changed just now. This time, he finally saw clearly that the surroundings were fighting and fighting, and the blood and bodies of countless people wearing armor collapsed in front of him.

Song Yi shouted in shock: "Who... who are you..."

The voice next to my ear sounded again:

"General, hurry up..."

"You have to live, leave us alone..."

He tightened his body, and ran towards the place where the blood was the brightest, until he saw the light!

Darkness can never destroy the strong will of life. There is blood and oppression everywhere in hell, and there is even more fear caused by ignorance, but these are not enough to make people collapse. As long as you walk through the bloody thorns and the shackles of desire, the sun will surely It will break through the ground and bloom in the heart.I want to live with the people I love.

"Song translation? Song translation?"

Suddenly a familiar voice came from his ear, and Song Yi began to fall into darkness before his eyes. In his sleep, he felt that his whole body was stiff and painful, and his neck seemed to be pinched by something and he couldn't breathe. He struggled to twist his neck, and then raised his arm , but the whole body seems to be out of control, and even the brain is buzzing along with it

"Song Yi..."

With a violent shaking, he finally took a deep breath, opened his eyes suddenly, and saw the tense face of Li Zhaoling in front of him. He sat up and hugged Li Zhaoling, gasping for breath, as if he was going to miss something that he had missed before. Oxygen was stuffed into the chest cavity.

Li Zhaoling patted him on the shoulder and said, "Okay, you're fine!"

Song Yi frowned, pushed Li Zhaoling away, touched his chest, and tore off his clothes in disbelief. After making sure that there was no blood hole or anything like that on his firm chest, he looked at Li Zhaoling and asked, "Is there anything like that?" die?"

At some point, Li Zhaoling changed his expression and asked calmly, "A little regretful?" His calm and calm appearance even made Song Yi suspect that he had just met a dummy.

Song Yi heaved a sigh of relief, and said happily, "No, no, no... the world is so turbulent, and I haven't enjoyed enough yet?" He paused, recalled a little, and exclaimed, "No, no! I saw that with my own eyes. The knife has been stuck in, and there is such a large pool of blood on the chest, and now the skin is not even broken, what's going on? Did you save me?"

Li Zhaoling looked sad, pursed his lips and refused to speak.

Song Yi looked at Li Zhaoling's handsome, arrogant, reserved and forbearing face, and his heart turned a thousand times. It was a tm surprise to escape from the dead. Anyway, he still saved his great benefactor one, two, three, four, five, and six times. You have to hug this thigh.For the ten thousandth time in his heart, he told himself not to mess with his brain and offend his parents, but he couldn't control himself when he opened his mouth: "Actually... Objectively speaking... my little life is indeed very valuable. You have done something A very valuable thing."

Li Zhaoling wanted to slap this little bastard to death, and said coldly: "Get up when you wake up, it's getting late, we should go."

Just as Li Zhaoling was about to turn around, he was grabbed by Song Yi. He was unprepared, and was pushed directly onto the bed. Song Yi turned over and pressed him down, and leaned close to his face and said, "You have nothing to say to me?"

The distance was too close, and Li Zhaoling blushed hopelessly.