Escape from the Ghost

Li Zhaoling's clenched fists became tighter and tighter. Hearing Su Ningzi's words, his face could no longer maintain a constant coldness. It seemed that as long as it was about Song Muzhi, all his disguises and armors could be easily defeated.

He looked at Song Yi and said: "Song Qingzhi is the son of a concubine from the General's Mansion. His mother came from the Land of Fireworks and only entered the mansion when he was three years old. He was often bullied by others. At that time, only the general was willing to protect him because of his brotherhood. But he was despicable, and he entered the government and the opposition obsessed with playing tricks. He didn't care about the reputation of the Song family's loyalty, and later he was angry with the old general. , and later disappeared during the last battle in Mucheng."

"Now? Where is he? Is he alive like you?"

Li Zhaoling paused for a moment, then nodded and said, "He has always been at the bottom of the boundary, and has never come out."

Upon hearing this, Song Yi asked, "Haven't you come out? Why are you so sure?"

Li Zhaoling looked at Song Yi with a flat and calm tone: "He has fallen to the bottom of the earth, which is the darkest edge area. It takes a lot of desire to suppress the ghosts and ghosts in the cracks of time. This kind of power will make him beyond redemption. , can’t see the light at all, of course, this is his own choice. Reciprocating reincarnation, each going his own way, since it exists, it must have its value.”

Song Yi thought for a while, and asked cautiously: "Is there a possibility that he can break through this shackle, while suppressing the ghosts and ghost beasts, while entering and exiting the natural world of life like you, or... can he one day Choose to give up suppressing those monsters?"

Li Zhaoling frowned, but did not answer.

Su Ningzi nodded, and said cautiously: "It is true that no one has ever said that he must stay at the bottom of the boundary. He has chosen it himself for so many years."

Li Zhaoling looked at Song Yi and said, "Why are you asking such detailed questions? What are you suspecting?"

Song Yi's brain was running at high speed, and he suddenly remembered that the man in black robe on the bridge should be Song Qingzhi.There is no doubt that since the car accident, he has been guiding the host to rebirth, but he wants to hide it from Li Zhaoling. What is the purpose?If a few of them know that this is a conspiracy, how should they choose?

Thinking of the significance of this event itself to Li Zhaoling, Song Yi took a deep breath, decided to temporarily hide Song Qingzhi's matter, and said lightly: "It's nothing, I dreamed about something when I was a child before I woke up?" He looked at Li Zhaoling and Su Ning Zi looked slightly surprised, and added, "To be precise, it happened when Song Muzhi was a child."

Seeing that Li Zhaoling was dubious, he immediately changed the topic and said, "By the way, you haven't explained the cause of Song Muzhi's death yet?"

Li Zhaoling sighed and recalled: "The general was indeed poisoned before the battle. I fell down the mountain because I took the medicine, so I fell into a coma for a long time. When I woke up, a long time had passed. Regarding the defeat, I can only say that I have not betrayed anyone, so there is no Nothing to explain."

"You..." Su Ningzi was obviously dissatisfied with his answer, she opened her mouth and wanted to say something else.

Li Zhaoling did not continue. He spread out his right hand, and a red gemstone dagger appeared in his palm. He took Song Yi's hand and put the knife on it, saying: "This knife is called 'Baipi'. It originally belonged to me and has been sealed in the museum. Li, now that the seal is released, I will temporarily hand it over to you for self-defense."

Song Yi's eyelids twitched, and the corner of his mouth twitched, "Self-defense? Are you sure I won't be caught by the police while walking on the road with it?"

Li Zhaoling glared at him, and Baipi disappeared in his palm in an instant.

Song Yi looked back and forth at the palm of his hand, and said in amazement: "So this knife is like your axe, it will naturally appear when you need it?"

Li Zhaoling felt speechless when he heard the word "axe", and he endured it before saying, "Yes..."

Only then did Song Yi heave a sigh of relief, and sighed in a down-to-earth tone like an upstart: "This skill is much more useful now than giving me hundreds of millions."

Su Ningzi sighed, looked at these two people, and said helplessly: "Just to remind you, all the undead souls of the Song family army have been released, and they may be hiding in any corner. Li Zhaoling, I advise you to take care of yourself when you have time." Think about it, how to clean up this mess?"

The path from the gate of Mucheng University to the dormitory is always the most deserted at around eight o'clock in the evening.The students have not finished their self-study, and the nightlife that requires fooling around has just begun, and those who promote the intimacy of couples will swarm to hide in the back mountain or the playground.Song Yi and Li Zhaoling walked all the way to the dormitory building, except for the dim lights on both sides, they hardly saw anyone.

In order to match the kingly status of the thousand-year-old city, all the street lamps are made into antique patterns, and the top of the lamps is inlaid with plain lanterns and surrounded by ancient solid wood carvings, bringing a layer of traditional charm to the already lonely night lights. Smudged.Two slender figures moved forward slowly, so long that they fell on the concrete floor.

Song Yi stood at the corner of the gate of the dormitory building, stopped and said, "Let's send it here, I'm too famous, don't let people see it again."

Li Zhaoling had a rare smile on his lips, and said, "It's not like you're doing something shameful, isn't your idol burden too heavy?"

Song Yi raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you sure we don't want to do something shameful?"

"Shh-"

Li Zhaoling's eyes sank, and he abruptly interrupted Song Yi's words. He raised his head and quickly scanned the surroundings. The street lights went off and then dimmed, flashed twice, and then turned on again.

Seeing Li Zhaoling's appearance, Song Yi asked nervously, "What's wrong?"

Li Zhaoling looked back, put on a normal expressionless face, put his hand on Song Yi's shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Don't be nervous, it's nothing." He looked at the dormitory building, and asked, "Obviously the house is empty, Why do you want to move back to the dormitory?"

Song Yi gently stroked Li Zhaoling's hand away, stretched his arms, stretched his muscles and bones, and said, "Being popular helps you sleep."

Li Zhaoling thought about it seriously, and said: "It's better if there are more people, you are safer. Go back, don't run around at night."

"Ah."

Song Yi's eyes flickered, and he quickly kissed the corner of his lips. Looking at the dumbfounded Li Zhaoling, he wiped his mouth in satisfaction and ran upstairs. Li Zhaoling waited for Song Yi's back to disappear at the door, without stopping any longer, and went out. In the dormitory area, they didn't go to the faculty dormitory, but turned around and walked on the main road leading to the teaching building in the campus.

The sound of footsteps gradually weakened, he stopped while walking, and watched the street lamp in front of him go out again with a "huh" flash, and when it was turned on again, it was suddenly replaced with a green light. He held his breath and prepared to summon the Zhan Tianji. The lights went out in an instant, and when they were all lit up, they were re-lighted with a touch of dim yellow.

"Running really fast..."

Li Zhaoling took a look, a light flashed in his eyes, he turned and walked towards the staff dormitory building.

At 10:30 in the evening, the second teaching building.

Chen Lin just got off her self-study and walked down the stairs. Compared with the overcrowded study room, she prefers to find a classroom with no one to study by herself.I did two more questions today, but I didn't expect to be more than half an hour late.

All the students seemed to have left, and the entire corridor was empty, and it seemed that the sound of her little leather shoes falling on the ground "Gaden Gaden" was very loud.Chen Lin was carrying a bag, holding a thick book of ancient history and a book of English exercises, and slowly moved along the handrail of the stairs.

"Hiss..."

As soon as she reached the third floor, she heard a faint sound of electric current jumping out. Following this sound, the lights in the entire corridor flashed twice, and then went dark in the next second.

Chen Lin stood there in a daze for a moment, a burst of cold sweat broke out all over her body. She lay on the window of the corridor and looked at it. The whole teaching building seemed to be dark.She could only slow down and walk down the wall slowly, but at the last step, she stepped on the air, and her foot turned into a spin, and when she came back to her senses, she was already lying on the ground.As soon as her butt hit the ground, all the books in her hand were thrown out. She secretly cursed herself for being unlucky, sat up and rubbed her ankles and knees.

Feeling relieved, she groped for the phone in her backpack in the dark, turned on the flashlight to light up the screen, and groped for the book that had just flown off.A black shadow suddenly appeared under the lamplight, she stretched out her hand out of joy in her heart, and what she touched was a pair of human feet.The strange touch made her tense instantly, and her all-black barrel boots were covered with mud.She looked up along the man's ankles, the calf was thick and powerful, covered with grass clippings and dirt, the armor was torn, a red scarf was wrapped around the neck, the eyebrows were hanging with high hair, and the eyes were green and bloody Basin big mouth.

"what--"

A scream suddenly broke the silence of the entire corridor.

Chen Lin sat on the ground and stared at the figure in front of her in a daze. She took another photo with her mobile phone, and the man disappeared suddenly. She didn't care about taking the book, grabbed her schoolbag and rolled down the stairs, until she saw the moonlight at the entrance of the corridor. , leaning on the pillar and panting heavily.

It is rumored that the school is haunted recently, so it must be a jackpot, right?

Chen Lin glanced suspiciously at the second teaching building. Except for the blackness due to the power outage, there seemed to be nothing special about it. Could it be that someone played a prank just now?She hesitated for a moment, wondering if she should go back to pick up the books.

The light in the corridor flickered again, and the whole teaching building was instantly lit up like a lantern.

There was a sound of leather shoes stepping on the ground at the door, and it was getting closer. Chen Lin held her breath and looked intently. An old man wearing glasses came out. book of.

It turned out to be Professor Wang who taught her ancient history...

Chen Lin walked a few steps closer and said embarrassedly: "Professor Wang, I am Chen Lin from Class 1812 of the History Department. I have attended your class before, and this book... I just left it in the corridor."

Wang De squinted at the short-haired girl, grinned and said, "Don't be so careless in the future, the girl should come back sooner."

Chen Lin took the book, nodded and said, "Thank you, Professor Wang, I'm going back to the dormitory." She turned around and took two steps, and saw that Wang De was still standing under the headlight in the corridor, she turned around and asked, " Are you still waiting for us this semester?"

Wang De adjusted his glasses, the light in his eyes was calm and dim, and he said leisurely: "Old man, I can't take it anymore, I can't stay for a few days, I have to go."

"Mm." Chen Lin bowed and said, "Thank you, Professor." She trotted a few steps, her back sinking into the darkness.

Wang De turned around and walked into the teaching building.

"Hiss..."

The lights in the corridor began to flicker again, and with the last effort, they flickered on and on, and finally turned off completely.

In the darkness, Wang De walked up the stairs with his hands behind his back as if walking on flat ground. Both sides of the road were lit up with green fluorescent lights until the end of the corridor.

Wang De raised his eyes, looked at the house number of the second-year group of the junior history department, and walked into the office with a sigh.

The man was wearing armor, with one hand on his knee, and he was sitting on a chair early in the morning, his hoarse voice rubbed out from his throat, and said with a dead air: "Do you regret it?"

Sitting opposite the armored man, Wang De said with a sneer, "Life is worthless, and writing is like ruins. Maybe, money is the only thing in this world. I agree to this deal."

"Everyone takes what they need." The armored man stood up and walked towards Wang De step by step. His steps were steady, and even the sound of the iron plates on the armor rubbing against each other was extremely loud.

He slightly lowered his head to look at Wang De, who was hunched over the chair, looking more and more thin.

The armored man stretched out his right hand, palm down, placed it on Wang De's cap, and asked, "What else do you want to say?"

Wang De smiled, shook his head and said, "Those who sell their souls will not end well, I am ready."

As soon as he finished speaking, the palm of the man in armor slapped firmly on the top of his head, his face quickly shrank and sunken, as if all the energy had been sucked away in an instant, leaving only his eyes loose and staring at the boss, bit by bit Lost the glory of the living.