Escape from the Ghost

After that night, Li Zhaoling was in a coma for ten days and did not wake up.

Song Yi put on a small suit, walked into Su Ningzi's small courtyard in a big way, sat on the stone bench with his legs crossed, pulled down the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, exposed two eyes, raised his eyebrows and stretched his chin to look at Su Ning provocatively purple.

Su Ningzi rubbed her ears and curled her lips impatiently.

Ever since Li Zhaoling fell into a coma, this small courtyard has not stopped for a day.She sat down next to her, folded her arms and looked like a dead pig not afraid of boiling water. She decided to act first, and said, "Young Master Song, I'm tired of asking, when will Li Zhaoling wake me up?" really do not know!"

Song Yi threw the documents in his hand on the stone table and said, "Su Ningzi, I solemnly inform you that I am your landlord now, pay attention to your tone of voice!"

"?????"

Su Ningzi picked up the document on the table and hastily flipped through two pages, clutching it tightly in her hand, and cursed: "Damn, I only had a tube top last time I took it off! The bald head actually has the face to tell me that I can't sell it." !"

Su Ningzi immediately looked up at Song Yi eagerly after she finished nagging, smiled obsequiously, and said, "It's my fault that I don't know Taishan, and I don't understand how powerful capital operations are! Song Yi...Mr. Song...you must not Complain with me." She put her hand on the back of Song Yi's hand, patted it lightly, and said, "Just treat the old sister as a help, and you know that this business is really hard to do recently!"

Song Yi quickly put her hands away and said, "Old sister, calm down!!! I'll give you a chance to answer again, why doesn't Li Zhaoling wake up? Also, when will he wake up?"

Su Ningzi squinted at the documents on the stone table and said, "I really don't know." She lowered her head to admire her newly dyed light purple nails, and muttered, "I've lived here for so long, and I haven't taken over the room from you guys. What about the fee?"

Song Yi didn't get angry after listening, and tapped the document on the table with his index finger, and said, "Are you sure you don't think about it anymore? The rent of the house next year will completely depend on the quality of your answer."

Su Ningzi put down her hands and said, "Don't, don't! Otherwise, if you ask Zhao You, he must know. After all, it's normal for a decent person like me not to know about such nonsense."

Song Yi said with a gloomy face, "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

Su Ningzi glanced at Li Zhaoling's room, and said leisurely, "This just happens to happen, I can't guarantee you if you don't go in again... Will Zhao You directly poison him to death?"

Song Yi glared at her, dropped his sunglasses and walked into the room.

Su Ningzi hurriedly picked up the documents on the table and took a closer look, Song Yi replied, "That's a copy, I'll keep it as a souvenir for you."

As soon as Song Yi entered the door, he saw Zhao You leaning on the pillar of the cubicle, with an expression of indifference and indifference, staring at Li Zhaoling who was motionless on the bed.

He walked into the room, bypassed Zhao You, sat on the edge of the bed and said cautiously: "Su Ningzi told me, you are considering whether to poison him to death? Human life is at stake. I advise you not to be impulsive." He lifted the quilt and looked After a while, it was covered again, and then moved the Zhan Tianji beside Li Zhaoling to the inner side of the bed, and looked at Zhao You timidly, as if protecting his puppy.

Li Zhaoling's face looked so pale that he didn't look like a living person at all, and there was no blood on his lips.The most important thing is... since that night, the blood-stained totem on his chest has not healed, and the grin shows no sign of recovery.

Zhao Youbai glanced at him and sighed: "Time is running out, I'm considering whether to give myself an explanation."

"What do you mean?"

Zhao You lowered his hand, took two steps closer and said, "What if I have a way to enter Li Zhaoling's memory and reveal the truth about the Song family army 3000 years ago?"

Song Yi thought about it, and said in a deep voice: "I think we should respect him. He said that he will give everyone an explanation."

"What if he never wakes up?"

Song Yi's hand holding the quilt trembled, he turned his head to look at Zhao You, frowned and said, "Do you know something? Why is he unconscious?"

Zhao You pursed his lips and did not speak.

Song Yi got up and rushed in front of Zhao You, grabbed his arm and said, "You know? You must know, please tell me, how can he wake up?"

Zhao You stroked Song Yi's hand, and said expressionlessly, "Aren't you surprised at all? Why did we survive and exist in this world for thousands of years?"

Song Yi was startled, and said, "I...I asked, but he refused to tell."

Zhao You sighed, put his hands in his trouser pockets, looked at Song Yi sympathetically and said, "Because he is a soul boy of the Sutras."

"Samurai?"

Zhao You nodded and continued: "The Shanshan clan is an ancient branch of the tribe left over from ancient times. People in the clan can worship the heaven and the earth and see the sky. It is also because of this that their clansmen are not only hunted down by people , and offend Tianyan, the life span is generally not long. It is rumored that this tribe has an ancient method of life sacrifice, which can not only prolong the life span, but also regenerate the soul of the dead, but at the price of selling the body and soul. But..." He With a chuckle, he said mockingly, "This kind of ability is bumped into endless time. It is not so much luck as it is a curse of immortality."

"so……"

Zhao You nodded and said, "That's why we survived, only... the person he most wanted to save."

Song Yi frowned: "Why?"

Zhao You shrugged his shoulders, pursed his lips and said: "I don't know, and no one knows, just like the reason why the Song family army was defeated 3000 years ago, it's a mystery. I guess maybe the general didn't want to, and I don't know..." He After a pause, he said, "The first seal was with soul and body, so he can only live in the ice cellar. By the second seal, what else can he sell? I think, only his heart is left." A little bit of blood."

Zhao You patted Song Yi on the shoulder, and said leisurely: "Blood in my heart... I will suffer..."

Song Yi hesitated and asked, "You just said that you can see Li Zhaoling's memory?"

Zhao You smiled, and suddenly became interested and said: "It's not me, it's you... I'm not that capable." He leaned over to pick up the Zhantianji, pointed to the crack on the blade and said, "I noticed it before. , Zhan Tianhalberd cuts iron like mud, how could it break at will? Unless Li Zhaoling used it to seal something. Weapons follow people, and it is never the blade itself that needs to be re-welded, but people."

Song Yi looked into Zhao You's eyes and said, "One last question, are you sure what's in the blade is the truth?"

Zhao You shook his head and said, "Would you like to take a gamble?"

"Why does it have to be me?"

Zhao You said impatiently: "Why don't you say nothing, didn't you just say that this is the last question?"

Song Yi was dumb, and muttered in a low voice: "I thought you looked confident and knew everything? I didn't expect you to be a half-assed..."

Zhao You was completely convinced this time, he finally knew how the big brother of the host had such a bad fate, and there were so many demons and goblins around him, how did he survive!He completely relies on his ignorant brawling and blind trust in people!

Zhao You raised his head and pressed his itchy forehead, and said angrily, "The Zhantian Halberd is too powerful, but after all, you are the host, so even if you want to search for something, it shouldn't be a big problem. Besides..." Zhao You paused For a moment, he looked away at the ceiling and whispered, "It's not honorable to spy on other people's privacy, but your relationship is unusual. At best, it's like looking at your husband's mobile phone. I just unlock it for you."

"Hehe...it's my wife, thank you..."

Zhao You put the Zhan Tian Ji on the table and asked: "Come over when you think about it."

Song Yi walked over and looked at Zhao You without saying a word.

Zhao You unfolded Song Yi's hand, and used the palm as a knife to swipe across the palm of his hand.A golden flash flashed, and a three-inch-long gash appeared in the palm of the hand, and blood began to bleed.

"Hiss..." Song Yi was unprepared and gasped in pain.

Zhao You exhorted: "No matter what you see for a while, don't get angry, don't laugh, don't shed tears. Bitter joy, sad joy, just one touch of this curse will be enough."

Song Yi nodded, looking at the blood on her hands, feeling nervous for no reason.

Zhao You put Song Yi's palm on the crack of Zhan Tianhalberd's blade, and a white light suddenly appeared, lighting up the whole room suddenly.

When Song Yi opened his eyes again, he was already in a desert under the night.

A gust of cool wind passed through, and the cold air went straight into Song Yi's collar. Song Yi shrank his neck from the cold, rubbed his hands and muttered: "I didn't expect that Li Zhaoling's mind was filled with such a large desert. What the hell is there?" The temperature difference between day and night, I said how unsmiling he is usually, dare to feel so dark and desolate in his heart."

Song Yi raised his head and looked around, looking indifferently, there was endless yellow sand, and he couldn't tell the difference between east, west and north.He tried to look at the sky, the stars were all over the sky, clearly visible falling on the dark blue sky, the more it looked more like a fake made by a computer.

He withdrew his gaze and sighed in resignation.Close your eyes, turn around and point at random, and walk on the yellow sand.The surrounding temperature was getting lower and lower, and cold sweat ran down Song Yi's hair on the back of his neck and went straight into his neck.After a while, smoke kept coming out of his throat, and when he looked up, the stars in the sky seemed no longer so clear.

Song Yi shook his swollen head and hit his forehead with his fist. When he opened his eyes, the scenery in his eyes seemed to be clearer.He let out a long breath and continued walking forward.

His legs became more and more sleepy, his hands and feet became so weak that he couldn't control them, he stumbled in a trance, he fell to the ground with his head tilted to one side, and rolled down the sandy slope.

Song Yi was dazed for a while, before pulling his head up from the yellow sand, "Poof...", he sprayed a big mouthful of soil, thinking to himself: "When I go out, I must clean up the memory of this big dog , stuffing a blank that is comparable to the factory settings is much more terrifying than all yellow|pictures!"

Song Yi opened his eyes in a daze, and saw a silhouette of a house in the darkness from a distance, with lights shining faintly.Immediately, he regained his energy at this sight, and he got up and staggered towards the house.

Running and running, Song Yi's feet finally stepped on the soft ground, stepped on a sparse lawn, and pushed open the fence of the gate, he called softly, "Is anyone there?"

Listen carefully, the yard is quiet, there is no sound at all.Song Yi hesitated, but went in anyway.He walked through the path in the yard, and before he had time to take a closer look at the flowers and plants in the yard, his eyes were fixed on the wooden door of the house, his heart beating faster and faster.He had a strong premonition that behind the wooden door must be the truth he wanted to touch.

The moment his hand touched the door bolt, he hesitated for a moment, and a wave of timidity suddenly rose in his heart.

Song Yi took a deep breath, and when he made up his mind to push the door, the door creaked and was opened from the inside.When he saw the person who opened the door, he opened his mouth in surprise.

This man was tall and tall, wearing a red and black armor, and the bamboo pieces of the armor were all glittering with gold.A small red scarf is tied around the neck, and a corner of the gold thread is faintly exposed, as if something is embroidered on it.His hair was tied up in a high bun, revealing a smooth forehead, under the straight eyebrows, there was a pair of murderous black eyes.

This is... Li Zhaoling from 3000 years ago.Even though he changed his outfit now, Song Yi still recognized him at a glance.

"You are……"

Li Zhaoling frowned, met Song Yi's yellow eyes, smiled with the corners of his mouth parted, took Song Yi's hand and entered the room.

Song Yi stepped over the threshold and looked around the room.The huge room was empty, without any furniture or decorations. There was only a fire in the middle. The fire was burning brightly, and the dim light was enough to light up the whole room.

Song Yi said incredulously: "This is..."

Li Zhaoling raised the corners of his mouth lightly and smiled brightly.Song Yi was dumbfounded, he had never seen a child-like relaxed and happy smile on this habitually indifferent face.

Li Zhaoling pointed to the place next to the fire, and motioned for Song Yi to sit down with him.

Song Yi sat down dubiously, but Li Zhaoling kept looking at the fire in front of him and held his hand without speaking. Song Yi waited for a moment, then hesitated and said, "We..."

Li Zhaoling put his index finger on his lips and pointed at the fire.

Song Yi looked in the direction he was pointing at.Above the flames, a transparent and glowing white curtain suddenly appeared. The curtain seemed to be swaying back and forth with a layer of water vapor or mist. After a while, two figures appeared.Turning his gaze, he landed in front of the two of them.

Song Yi had seen them in paintings before, one of them was Song Muzhi, and the other was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy based on his stature.The two of them took a bath together in the hot spring naked|both naked, the young man's face was flushed, and Song Muzhi smiled heartily.The scene changed, practicing martial arts and riding horses during the day, writing and drawing at night, Song Muzhi embraced the young man with serious and careful strokes.The time is beautiful and the care is taken.Until the boy grows up and emerges into a mature appearance.

Although Song Yi guessed it, but until he saw that familiar face, he still couldn't help holding his hand tightly.

At dusk on the frontier, Li Zhaoling would lie on the top of the tent and look at Song Muzhi's room every day. They would fight bloody enemies together when they went to the battlefield, and they would face each other day and night in the camp.

Song Yi turned his gaze slightly to the side, looking at the red eyes of the person beside him with tears in his eyes.He held his breath and looked at the screen again.

A hidden arrow struck, and Song Muzhi blocked it for him, followed by Li Zhaoling's invisible kiss under the lamp, and...the sound of the two lying on the bed together after being tortured by the rod.

Song Yi suddenly came to his senses, this dark desert was all the warmth in his memory, and Song Muzhi was the only warmth in his entire dark time.After losing Song Mu, Li Zhaoling locked himself in such a hut with nothing but a pile of firewood, living day and night by reminiscing about a little memory of himself and Song Muzhi, afraid of forgetting a little bit.

Because of this, why did you choose to seal?

Song Yi's eyes were filled with more and more tears, and the part where his gaze stayed was the entire totem drawn with blood on the Yinluan pen.

Li Zhaoling was wearing tattered armor and his face was covered in blood.He looked at the last morning star rising from the sky, and murmured: "Keep the good sacrifices, and let the dead go! Sacrifice the heaven and the earth with my flesh and blood!" When his eyes fell, he scratched his throat with a knife, and the blood was like The pillar instantly submerged the entire totem.

A tear fell suddenly, and Li Zhaoling beside him raised his finger to help Song Yi wipe it away, and said softly, "Don't cry."

A simple sentence made Song Yi unable to hold on any longer, and tears fell uncontrollably like water.With tears all over his face, he squeezed out a smile, whether it was irony or ridicule.

At this time, Song Qingzhi's ferocious expression and the last sentence were very clear in his mind: Li Zhaoling was using you from the beginning to the end!

The truth that has no time to distinguish and the bits and pieces of getting along with each other in the past hit Song Yi's face like a violent storm, making him breathless.He clutched his chest and let out a low growl, stood up and staggered towards the outside of the house.

When the door opened, it was Zhao You's pale face.