Bend that ghost

The word "unlucky" was almost born for Wen Zhijiang, even if Lu Li was present, he couldn't help but sigh, it's really rare for a cultivator to be as unlucky as he is.

Wen Zhijiang, who fell into the ghost's nest inexplicably, thought about it. He didn't smell blood from these ghosts. Such a large number of ghosts gathered here must be controlled by someone behind the scenes, and Wen Zhijiang guessed that they are probably unconscious now.

It's even more difficult, and there's no way to communicate at all.

Wen Zhijiang was a little hesitant, one was the ward where many ghosts gathered, and the other was the corridor where there was no danger.

And the point is that Wen Zhijiang is not sure if he can get out of this hospital if he walks out of this ward.

If according to a parallel space theory, they were transformed in the ward, once they leave the ward, will they run counter to the original space and go further and further away?

But I don't know because the environment fell into darkness, Feng Jing and Jiang Chen also heard those heart-piercing screams, their scalp went numb, and their limbs became stiff, but the two of them were not directly frightened, they stiffened for a while They came back to their senses, and the two immediately lifted Feng Zhen from the hospital bed together. Jiang Chen's slightly raised voice could be heard clearly amidst the howling of the ghost: "Mr. Wen? Are you still there?"

"En." Wen Zhijiang responded, and then gritted his teeth. He is a majestic Yinshan headmaster who is born to be friends with Yinwu, so is he afraid of these ghosts?

"Don't move, give these things to me."

Wen Zhijiang's voice was very steady, revealing a rigorous and serious energy, which made people believe that he could do it for no reason.

Even evil ghosts and fierce ghosts can be rescued when encountering ghosts, and then they will be sent to the underworld to be convicted and punished.

Wen Zhijiang stabilized his mind, opened his lips slightly, fluttered his lips, and spit out a low and obscure spell from his lips, with a touch of comfort and an undeniable order.

That's not Chinese, not even the language of any country, it's more like communication beyond species.

This is also the only skill that Wen Zhijiang currently controls besides Yin Shanyin - extradition.

Just like when Lu Li was saving his soul, there were faint and sporadic light spots all over Wen Zhijiang's body. Although it was not as good as Lu Li's light spots like the vast sea of ​​stars, it was a light but bright golden color.

The golden light that appeared illuminated the darkness, and Wen Zhijiang stood by the door with his handprints exactly the same as Lu Li's when he saved his wronged soul. With the ancient and gentle moan in his mouth, the sharp howling stopped abruptly, and the ghosts on the wall bared their teeth and danced their claws. It froze as if the pause button had been pressed.

It was a kind of repression that spread from the depths of the soul, but it was not absolute repression, but rather like whispered comfort.

Feng Jing and Jiang Chen looked at the man who seemed to be in the bright golden galaxy, and they were a little stunned. A thought arose in their hearts - is this really a fucking ghost? ?It's like a god!

At this time, Wen Zhijiang's expression is peaceful, his face is like a crown of jade, different from his usual serious and abstinent appearance, but more elegant and elegant. If he is paired with a long Tsing Yi gown, he will look even more immortal.

It looked good, but Wen Zhijiang himself knew how much effort it took. His mind was throbbing with pain, and Jie Yin's hands were shaking.

It feels like my whole brain is going to explode.

But he didn't dare to listen. These ghosts were only temporarily appeased. Once he stopped the extradition, he might counterattack immediately.

At this time, Wen Zhijiang finally felt that the humanization of Yinshan was a bit cheating. People directly accuse ghosts, but they still have to discuss with ghosts. It didn't work either.

He simply stood by the door, or leaned against the door frame so as not to fall.

In the silence, only Wen Zhijiang's cold and magnetic voice seemed extraordinarily gentle.

"He seems to be unable to hold on anymore..." Feng Jing frowned slightly, and looked at Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen was silent, and said in his heart that you will see what I do, but he looked at Wen Zhijiang with worry in his eyes, and said in a low voice, "I hope Mr. Wen can last until Mr. Lu comes back."

The whole ward fell into an extremely strange situation. Three people were as quiet as chickens, and the other was so weak that he leaned against the door to maintain his balance. There were strange human-shaped shadows on the walls, and there was nothing but Wen Zhijiang's voice.

Wen Zhijiang naturally heard Jiang Chen and Feng Jing's words, he couldn't help but hear what Jiang Chen and Feng Jing said in such a quiet situation, but his heart was shocked.

Feel at ease, but also sad.

He knew that Lu Li would come back as soon as possible, the person who always stood in front of him and risked his life to protect him.

But can he just let Lu Li protect him?Those seven years were, it was the night before he died, and he was chasing after death all the way.

He's a man too, isn't he?Looking forward to it, but we must not only expect it, Wen Zhijiang insisted, as long as the resentment of these ghosts is dissipated, even if the time comes, it will not be sufficient to be charged.

So he started a stalemate with a group of ghosts.

The unlucky Feng Zhen woke up at this moment, looked around blankly, and realized that he was being supported by two elder brothers, and he was still a little confused about the situation. He suddenly saw Wen Zhijiang surrounded by golden light, and suddenly widened his eyes , Shocked: "Wen...Mr. Wen?! Are you going to ascend to Taoism?!"

Wen Zhijiang Jieyin's hands trembled violently, and he raised his eyes coldly to glance at Feng Zhen who was full of bewilderment and astonishment.

Feng Jing was overjoyed and before she had time to speak, she was blocked in her throat by Feng Zhen's ascension theory, and whispered: "Don't disturb Mr. Wen."

"Oh... yes, yes." Feng Zhen responded quickly, and only then did he have time to think about where he was now. Seeing the strange scene around him that looked like a hellish mansion, his mind went blank for a moment, and suddenly he asked tremblingly: " This, this, this... I don't... I can't be... Is it dead?? This... Is it... Where is it??? Ah?? The underworld??"

Feng Jing was once again choked by her younger brother Qingqi's brain hole, and had nothing to say.

Jiang Chen snorted lightly, and said unceremoniously: "Young Master Feng, can you use your head to think about things?"

Before Feng Zhen could react, he was immersed in the grief of his own death, and subconsciously let out an ah, his face full of bewilderment.

Jiang Chen paused slightly, and sighed: "Forget it, it's really embarrassing you, I know you have no brains."

Feng Zhen understood what he said. Although he was cowardly, the Second Young Master Feng was always extraordinarily bold and presumptuous when Mr. Feng was around. He didn't care about the insidiousness or the underworld, and immediately confronted him: "Who said I have no brains? I told you You say I'm too intelligent!"

As he said that, he moved provocatively to his brother's side, showing how you can treat me with my backer here.

Jiang Chen said flatly: "So your brain can't take it anymore."

Feng Zhen: "..."

What do you do if you suddenly feel that it makes sense?

So he turned his head and silently looked at his elder brother, Feng Jing looked away expressionlessly - he also felt that what Jiang Chen said was very reasonable and very reasonable.

Completely, cannot find, refute, reason!

Not daring to be distracted anymore, Wen Zhijiang didn't notice the mysterious conversation of the other three men, otherwise he might feel depressed.

He's working, it's fine if you don't help, can you stop chatting? ? ?

Sure enough, where there is Feng Zhen, the painting style is definitely fucking abnormal.

The black shadow on the wall gradually became lighter. Although the speed was very slow, it was indeed getting lighter.

Hold on for a while, just hold on for a while and they might disappear.Wen Zhijiang continued to hypnotize himself, forcing himself to ignore the pain in his head and the exhaustion in his whole body.

Wen Zhijiang's whole body was almost wet with sweat. He leaned against the doorframe from standing to sitting down. His voice trembled, his hands trembled, his white palms were bulged with veins, and his low voice finally calmed down. Wen Zhijiang opened his mouth, his throat seemed to be squeezed tightly. Can't say a word.

The countless bright golden light spots around disappeared one by one, like stars covered by dark clouds in the middle of the night.

Feeling exhausted, Wen Zhijiang thought helplessly, this is...a failure?

The moment Wen Zhijiang's voice disappeared, Jiang Chen and Feng Jing's scalps began to tingle. Both of them had seen big scenes before, but this was the first time they had encountered such a supernatural scene, and they were completely helpless.

Wen Zhijiang, the only fighting force, has fallen, what will be waiting for them? ?

The black shadow on the wall started to move again, Wen Zhijiang gritted his teeth, and there was a flash of madness and determination in his eyes.

No, you can't just admit defeat like this!

He has always been like this in the operating room, as long as he will never give up until the last moment, he is very clear that what he holds in his hands is human life, and it is still the same now, but there are still three living people here.

Just as Wen Zhijiang wanted to re-seal, a figure squatted down beside him, Jiang Chen frowned and said, "You have reached your limit."

A slightly reassuring voice came to his ears, but Wen Zhijiang didn't stop his movements. His fingers were extremely stiff, but they were still slowly changing in an attempt to form a seal. Although he didn't speak, there was no need to say more about that stubbornness.

Jiang Chen frowned even tighter, but couldn't help being stunned when he saw the firmness in Wen Zhijiang's eyes.

He never thought that anyone would risk their life for a stranger. After all, he grew up in a complicated environment, and intrigues never stopped. Except for Jiang Cheng, he never saw anyone so pure-minded that he was stupid.

And Wen Zhijiang in front of him is one, this man has the shrewdness and intelligence that Jiang Cheng doesn't have, only his stubbornness and pure kindness are very similar to Jiang Cheng.

Suddenly unable to utter words of dissuasion, he stood up silently and backed away, and the knots on Wen Zhijiang's hands re-condensed, and the low and soft voice sounded again, and those extinguished sparks resurfaced.

Jiang Chen secretly sighed, and exchanged glances with Feng Jing, both looked solemn and dignified, implying admiration.

At this moment, they finally understood that there is a kind of person who, even in darkness, still symbolizes light.

Just like the man in front of him who seems to be in the golden light of glass, he is not a god or Buddha, but even a god and Buddha.

After all the black shadows faded away, the surrounding scene was blurred for a moment, and the next second they were still in the well-lit ward with the door closed. Wen Zhijiang was sitting slumped at the door of the ward, feeling the warm sunshine and the familiar The smell of disinfectant made Wen Zhijiang heave a sigh of relief just now.

Feng Jing called for someone to come in, Xiang Sheng and the bodyguard outside the door heard the voice coming in and saw the weak Wen Zhijiang paralyzed at the door.

Wen Zhijiang looked helplessly at the turmoil in his eyes, but his heart was very relaxed. He brought everyone out from somewhere by relying on his own ability!What followed was exhaustion, heavy eyelids, slightly parted lips, and a hoarse voice that seemed to be exhausted, and his consciousness fell into darkness.

"I'm...the Headmaster of Yinshan Mountain!"