Ghosts have fairies

"If I told you earlier that I'm not a mortal, we wouldn't have missed it."

Qi Tong put himself into the self at that time, not only did not remember where he came from when he woke up, even the memory of his beloved was lost every day, panic and powerlessness weighed down his head, and he was overwhelmed.

Unpleasant memories made He Zhen feel uneasy, and wrapped his hands and feet around him one after another, wishing that the whole body would grow on him.

Qi Tong didn't need to think about it, since this man was thrown into the Wannian Tomb, it was the first time he met someone who treated him well, and it was also the first time he liked someone. With the life and death that happened, it's no wonder that in my "diary" it was always written that He Zhen was crying secretly.

The helpless two teenagers repeated "like", as if they kept pouring out their love to each other, so they could deceive themselves and swallow "like" into an elixir of immortality, and then spend the rest of their lives with each other.

Both of them are more naive than anyone else.

They were more sober than anyone else—they had no so-called rest of their lives to spend together.

In the darkness, Qi Tong fished He Zhen out of his arms, and clearly saw that the man's face was covered with tears.

He leaned over and kissed the corners of his eyes, eyebrows and lips, but his own eyes became sore as he kissed, and his lips were scalded by a drop of tear, and he couldn't tell whether it was his own or He Zhen's.

He Zhen sniffed, opened her mouth but still cried out, her nasal voice was fragmented: "I really... really like you so much, I won't be able to like anyone else after you leave..."

"I won't leave, I won't leave again, I won't leave you alone again." Qi Tong coaxed softly, wiping away his tears with his fingers, noticing that his whole body was trembling, so he had no choice but to shake it again and again. Kiss him on the lips, let him know that he is still there, and the promise he made will surely count.

Qi Tong's kisses and hugs are He Zhen's favorite and most useful. It was fortunate to be able to get into his arms again, feeling the breath of the other party intertwined with his own, and He Zhen finally calmed down slowly.

After that night, Qi Tong was pleasantly surprised to find that He Zhen didn't accept his notebook again, but was absent-minded all day long, more like a weak patient than him.

Dr. Sun also advised He Zhen that if he was forced to forget, Qi Tong's mood swings might be even greater, and his condition would deteriorate faster.Regardless of whether you forget or not, the treatment will go to a dead end, so it is better to let nature take its course.

The price of going with the flow is that he will definitely lose Qi Tong within two years. He Zhen couldn't accept it when he looked at his sleeping face.

"You are so nice, how can you leave so early?" He Zhen stretched out a finger, and gently pushed Qi Tong's slightly frowning brows flattened after he fell asleep, "My Qi Tong should live a long life, and has been loved by many, many people." People love, marry the most beautiful daughter-in-law in the whole world, even if you enter reincarnation in a hundred years, you will definitely join a good family, have no worries about food and clothing, and be safe and healthy."

Although I promised him not to accept his notebook, this person seems to be overjoyed. He can memorize more than ten pages a day, and the handwriting on the back is already too uncomfortable to write crookedly and refuses to stop. It seems that he needs to limit his daily records. time will do.

He Zhen sighed and helped him close the quilt, stuffed the notebook into her arms, and planned to take it to the street to buy some Qi Tong's favorite vegetables.Buyehou went to the mountain to gather medicine, so he asked Dr. Sun to help him look after Qi Tong who was sleeping.

The residents of the town had a very subtle attitude towards Mayor Zhou's grandson after the incident, but King Ling Jiang came to make a fuss, and everyone also came to find fault with him during this time. Now he is walking on the street, except for the occasional one or two Some stared at him and pointed, others just bought something and hurried home.

He was just about to step into the butcher shop when he found the boss gave him a strange look. He Zhen felt strange, but thinking about making some bone soup for Qi Tong, he ignored the twists and turns in other people's hearts.

Suddenly a woman's anxious voice came from the street.

"Xiaobao! Where are you, Xiaobao?"

It's Aunt Wang who sells perilla cakes.

Aunt Wang is very popular in Rong'an Town. She usually weighs more when she sees someone taking a child to buy perilla cake. Over time, even the children in the town like him very much.The little treasure she was calling was her son. Xiaobao was a posthumous child. Aunt Wang raised the child until she was six years old. The townspeople saw her working hard and often gave her some help.

Now seeing Aunt Wang looking for people all over the street, everyone came up to ask about her. He Zhen and Qi Tong also had a good relationship with her, so they also walked over.

Aunt Wang grabbed his wrist and said anxiously: "I took Xiaobao out to sell perilla cakes, and they disappeared in a blink of an eye. I searched for several streets but couldn't find them." She choked up as she spoke: " In a blink of an eye, where can I go? Will someone carry me away?"

Suddenly her face turned pale, "Could it be the ghost from that day!"

"Aunt Wang, don't panic." He Zhen comforted in a warm voice: "Where did Xiao Bao get lost? Let's help you find it together. Maybe the child is playing around and hiding."

"Okay, okay..." Aunt Wang's hands trembled slightly, and she looked flustered, "Can you go and look for it with me?"

He Zhen was actually a little embarrassed, when he heard that Aunt Wang was worried that there was a ghost, he wanted to go back and guard Qi Tong.Then he secretly scolded himself for being selfish, not to mention that at noon, the evil spirits of Ling Jiang Wang's ghost servants would be suppressed and not conducive to attacking, and it would not take long to find a child.

Aunt Wang took him and several other people around several streets, but there was no sign of the child.

He Zhen felt more and more strange as he walked, "Aunt Wang, you said just now that you took Xiao Bao out to sell perilla cakes and got lost. Why don't you see the pole you usually sell?"

"Uh...ah?" Aunt Wang was taken aback, her complexion turned pale again, she clutched her fingers tightly, not daring to look at him, "I... I put it in the bun shop, Lao Li will help me look at it .”

"We just passed by. Aunt Wang may not have noticed that Li's steamed stuffed bun shop is not open today?" He Zhen narrowed her eyes. Aunt Wang always doted on her little son, but now that her only son is lost, she still has the mind to put away her belongings first. .

Aunt Wang had a dry smile on her face, "I...I...hehe, listen to me..."

An ominous premonition in He Zhen's heart was getting stronger and stronger, and he was ready to go back to the bamboo forest to see Qi Tong as soon as he turned on his toes.But as soon as he turned around, the men following him surrounded him one after another, with troubled eyes, but they still rolled up their sleeves.

"What are you going to do?" he snapped.

"Little brother, I can only feel wronged that you came to our house first." A stout man in the lead approached him with splayed steps.

He Zhen turned his head and ran in another direction, but Aunt Wang unexpectedly blocked his way with trembling open arms.

These people must have a conspiracy, he must go back and look at Qi Tong immediately!

Anger and fear welled up from the bottom of his heart, he slapped Aunt Wang's hand away and ran over, Aunt Wang staggered, recovered and shouted hoarsely: "Catch him! Don't let him run away!"

Suddenly, a large group of people poured out from all directions and blocked all his way. These people were hiding in houses with closed doors.

Surrounded by them, He Zhen became more and more uneasy: "What are you doing?"

"Little brother, as long as you cooperate well, we won't touch you." The stout man led a group of people from behind him.

He Zhen moved his steps calmly, took a wooden stick from a trolley, scanned the surrounding people, found the thin scholar and rushed over.

Several scholars were weak and weak, and they were startled when they saw him holding a stick. He Zhen raised his hand and hit his arm, and escaped through the gap.

"He...he hit someone!" A scholar who had never suffered such physical pain screamed immediately.

The sound of footsteps from behind approached him like thunder, and He Zhen ran forward without looking back. When he was approaching Dr. Sun's pharmacy, he found billowing black smoke coming out of the bamboo forest.

Fire in the bamboo forest?Qi Tong is still there!

"Doctor Sun!" He quickened his pace and called out to Doctor Sun, hoping that Doctor Sun had already taken Qi Tong away, but he shouted for a long time, but no one responded.

His hands were suddenly clasped from behind, and several forces pressed him and fell to the ground.

He Zhen looked at the direction of the bamboo forest with blood-red eyes, struggled non-stop, and shouted, "Let go!"

"He Zhen, please help us." Aunt Wang ran over with a sad face, and begged, "Anyway, Qi Tong is almost dead after being injured like this. There are still so many lives in our town, and there are so many children... ..."

"What do you mean?" He Zhen interrupted, a chill spread all over his body.

A scholar also came up to persuade him: "Yes, brother, you are doing a good deed. There are so many of us, what a merit. I think you and your friend are usually kind-hearted. He shouldn't mind."

He Zhen was about to laugh angrily, his blood surged, and he broke free with one hand, grabbed the scholar's lapel and almost didn't lift it, "Who allowed you to do this!"

"You, you, you...don't do it!"

"Don't move! Don't be ungrateful!" Several butchers quickly stepped forward to restrain him, and one of them said contemptuously: "Your friend is injured like this, and this life is useless. Help us, what's wrong!"

Aunt Wang was startled at first, but when she saw that He Zhen only pulled out one hand just now and failed to escape, she immediately felt relieved, and put on a look of "I'm doing it for everyone's benefit": "He Zhen, look, We don't want to kill anyone, but the evil spirit leader arrested several children last night and said that he would exchange Qi Tong's life for..."

"So you can take other people's lives at will!" He Zhen yelled at her, tears rolling down unconsciously, "The child's life is life, but Qi Tong's life is not right? You and those villains What is the difference between ghosts!"

"Keep your mouth clean!" A few men behind him shouted angrily, clasped his arm backwards and exerted more force.

"Do you think I think so!" Aunt Wang also broke down, "He not only wants to kill our children, but also the whole town! Anyway, Qi Tong won't live long, isn't it only natural to save others! "

"That's right..." Everyone in the crowd echoed one after another, and someone suddenly shouted, "You are so reluctant, you just follow along and die! The mayor's grandson was killed by you, and you haven't paid for it!"