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The gunshot sounded like thunder and an earthquake.

It was the last struggle of the soul named "Zhou Zekai" before its self-awareness disappeared.

But it is a pity that this exhausted beast is still fighting. In the face of the cruel reality, it is nothing more than boiling water for ice and looking for fish: "Zhou Zekai" was shot through the brain and the scene of his brain bursting and blood flying did not appear. The 9mm Parabellum bullet roaring out of the gun barrel didn't even hit his forehead.

——As if someone pressed the pause button, the fired bullet inexplicably hovered at a position about one centimeter away from the muzzle of the gun. It neither shot out in a straight line nor fell from the air. The laws of physics stagnated in mid-air, only a vague smell of sex entered his nostrils, telling him that this was not a hallucination.

"Zhou Zekai", who thought he was going to face death again, looked at the bullet that was only a short distance away from him in disbelief. Then he twitched the corner of his mouth and squeezed out a few dry moans from his throat. Laughing: "Ha...ha...ha, hahahahahaha!"

"Zhou Zekai" laughed uncontrollably. He laughed too exaggeratedly. He leaned forward and backward, almost unable to stand upright—in fact, he really laughed and fell down on the spot—at the same time, that A bullet hovering in mid-air finally fell to the ground, jingling, and rolled aside.

Amidst the crisp sound of bullets landing, "Zhou Zekai" stopped laughing, but the smile on his face was distorted and ferocious, and the corner of his hooked mouth was fused with the ecstasy of arrogance and the ecstasy of the survivors. "Zhou Zekai" sat on the ground, stroked his forehead hair carelessly, and began to talk to himself like crazy: "Is that so? This is your ability, hahahahahahahahaha, you want to kill me by suicide, But I used your ability to stop you, hahahahahahaha, this is so funny! Hahahahahahahahahahahaha!"

No one answered him, and he didn't need to.

"Zhou Zekai", who had had enough laughing, threw the Type 77 police gun in his hand that had been re-transformed due to disarmament and transformation. He had regained control of the gun. The original Zhou Zekai seemed to be completely gone.

And "Zhou Zekai" now finally knew why Jiang Botao was able to survive the fall of more than 30 meters: it wasn't Jiang Botao himself "changed" anything, but Zhou Zekai used the sentry ability.

Same as Jiang Botao's "backtracking", it is a magical power that can stop the timeline - this power is called "stasis"!

With "Stagnation", Zhou Zekai can make a certain object or a certain person's state stand still at a certain point in time, and the person or thing being stopped will not even be affected by any physical laws, until Zhou Zekai takes the initiative to release the ability, and at this time, Those people or things affected by "stasis" will reopen the timeline according to the new laws of physics.

Just when the bullet was fired, the strong desire to survive made "Zhou Zekai" unintentionally use the power of "stasis" to "stall" the 9mm Parabellum bullet in mid-air, thus avoiding It ended with "Zhou Zekai" being shot dead by Zhou Zekai.

And he also understood that Zhou Zekai had used "stasis" before, and successfully deceived everyone's eyes, creating the illusion that Jiang Botao fell from the building and died: he let the falling Jiang Botao sit in a relatively low position " stagnated, and quickly disarmed, allowing him to fall from that position again.In this way, Jiang Botao did not jump from the height of the tenth floor, but fell from the fifth floor, or even the third floor. For a guide whose physique is different from ordinary people, this height is not fatal enough!

After thoroughly figuring out the secret of "Jiang Botao came back to life after falling from the building", "Zhou Zekai" actually felt the fear and trembling from the bottom of his heart: what a chilling absolute tacit understanding and trust this is!

——Only relying on illusory trust, Jiang Botao was able to leap forward without risking his life, entrusting all his vitality to his sentinel.

"Zhou Zekai", who had never trusted anyone with all his heart, felt that Jiang Botao's behavior was so stupid that he couldn't understand it, and it was even disgustingly hypocritical.

Fortunately, even though they used so many clever tricks, so many tricks, and so many fancy abilities, the last Ying family is still him, Ji Kangming!With the power of "stealing", he, Ji Kangming, is an immortal existence.As long as he is alive, the purge plan will never go bankrupt, and he can make a comeback.

One day, he will let all the aliens get out of this human world completely!

"Zhou Zekai", who had occupied the magpie's nest, sat on the ground and took another breath. He looked aside and found that Jiang Botao not far away was lying on his side with his eyes closed, as if he had passed out completely.

For a moment, "Zhou Zekai" still wanted to kill Jiang Botao, but this disobedient "Guide Work" and his partner forced him to kill the "god" he made himself, and even almost made him die in hell. Extremely hateful.But "Zhou Zekai" quickly gave up this idea, after all, the leader of this sentinel cannot lose Jiang Botao.

Go back and inject some thiopental sodium into this bastard, lock him up and forget it.

"Zhou Zekai" was thinking this, and stood up staggeringly on his knees, then he couldn't help but lowered his head and vomited a mouthful of blood—although Ji Kangming didn't know what price Zhou Zekai would pay for using his abilities, But the extreme discomfort in his body told him that he did pay something for the "stall" bullet just now.

...better get it checked out, damn it. "Zhou Zekai" covered his heart and stood there for half his salary before he could barely suppress the discomfort and desire to vomit.He dragged himself to Jiang Botao, bent down and grabbed him by the collar, trying to drag him into the hospital, but "Zhou Zekai" really had no strength left, he dragged Jiang Botao two steps, and he was already angry. Panting, his legs shaking, he had to call for help.

In order to prevent accidents, "Zhou Zekai" left all his subordinates upstairs in the inpatient department, and now he has to make a phone call to ask them to come downstairs."Zhou Zekai" who let go of Jiang Botao turned around and was about to rummage through Tang Jianbo's body to find his phone, but when he raised his eyes, he suddenly froze as if struck by lightning.

——He actually saw Ding Tong next to Tang Jianbo's body!

Ding Tong, who still seemed to be only a teenager, stood blankly at the place where he was strangled to death, staring straight at "Zhou Zekai" with a pair of big dull eyes, with his lips parted, as if he wanted to say something.

Ji Kangming, who was awakened into a non-sentinel and non-guide existence due to an accident caused by self-experimentation, has seen countless ugly monsters in human shells, but he has never seen such illusory things as wraiths with his own eyes.

Ji Kangming knew that human beings have souls. Based on the characteristics of sentinels and guides, he once proposed the concept of soul links in addition to spiritual links and **** links.He did try the theory of using the Soul-Sealing Nail to realize the soul link, but firstly, the number of the evil magic weapon such as the Soul-Sealing Nail is rare, and it is not easy to come by; secondly, after the experiment on Yan Shaoli, Ji Kangming Finding that the Soul Sealing Nail seems to be able to seal the soul in one's own flesh and blood instead of sealing it into the nail for transfer, he reluctantly abandoned the related experiment of soul linking.

"Zhou Zekai" had already almost forgotten this incident, but at this moment he suddenly saw the soul of the dead Ding Tong. He guessed that he was probably influenced by Zhou Zekai's ability again, but he vaguely felt that things seemed to be more than that simple.

"Bah! Useless stuff!" "Zhou Zekai" spat bloody foam, and decided not to think about it for the time being, so what if Ding Tong's soul appeared?He just went to dig through Tang Jianbo's body and look for his phone.

"Zhou Zekai" took another step, but no matter what, he couldn't take the next step.

——He actually saw Tang Jianbo again beside Ding Tong!

Tang Jianbo, like Ding Tong, just stared at him with a pair of dull eyes.And beside Tang Jianbo, Tang Junhao was still standing!There are also Guan Lei, Meng Ping, Yan Shaoli, Ji Yan, Li Yin, Qiu Kai, etc., etc., all the people who were directly or indirectly killed by him in the past few decades, all stood there, staring at each other. stare at him!

Under the already darkened sky, this scene was really creepy at first glance, but under the gaze of nearly a hundred undead, "Zhou Zekai" couldn't help taking a step back, and then another step.He stared at the human wall made up of resentful souls, while shaking his head repeatedly, he flinched uncontrollably: "Why are you here? What are you trying to do? Are you here to claim your life?"

The more "Zhou Zekai" retreated, the closer those resentful spirits were to him. After realizing this, he took a few steps back in panic, and when something grabbed his ankle, he screamed like a little girl speak out.

It was Jiang Botao.

Jiang Botao, who was lying on the ground, clamped "Zhou Zekai"'s ankle tightly, and a creepy laughter rolled in his throat. He smiled and slowly raised his face: "...Dad, come to hell with me!" .”

——Two lines of blood and tears flowed down from his empty eyes, looking weird and terrifying.

"Go away! Go away!" "Zhou Zekai" growled, raised his foot and kicked him indiscriminately, trying to kick Jiang Botao away.He only kicked a few times, and the feeling of his ankle being clenched disappeared. At this moment, he took a closer look to see Jiang Botao, who was bleeding blood and tears at his feet—the latter was lying two meters away from him, Not around him at all.

"Is this your ability too! Did you let me see this! Huh?!" "Zhou Zekai" watched these resentful spirits getting closer and closer, almost growling and questioning the other Zhou Zekai in his body, but That Zhou Zekai didn't answer him.

——Did he really disappear?Or are you watching on purpose?

By the way, ability! "Stagnation"!You can stop them with "Stop"!In the blink of an eye, "Zhou Zekai"'s eyes lit up, and he shouted to the resentful souls as if he had grasped a life-saving straw: "Stop! Stop! Stop!!"

Wraiths are still approaching, "stagnation" is useless!

"Damn it! Damn it!" "Zhou Zekai" hugged his head tightly after doing futile work. He took a few deep breaths on the spot and forced himself to calm down: "It's fake, yes, it's all fake. It's all a cover-up. , it’s all blindfolds!!!”

But the calmer "Zhou Zekai" was on the surface, the more terrified he became in his heart: more and more figures overlapped in front of his eyes.

Hundreds of resentful souls have gathered here, and they all stared at their empty eyes, biting "Zhou Zekai" with their gazes—or, through Zhou Zekai's penis, biting the soul named Ji Kangming .

This is a kind of fear different from death, it goes straight to the soul, and the word "fear" goes deep into it bloody. "Zhou Zekai" has been forced to the wall by the resentful souls, and there is nowhere to escape. He groaned uncontrollably, but still tried to shout them back with a roar: "Go away! Go away——!"

The resentful souls had already surrounded "Zhou Zekai", and he fell to the ground in deep panic, and leaned sideways and desperately clinging to the wall, trying to gain some sense of security from it.They stared at him condescendingly, there was no anger, no resentment, no emotion in their eyes, only a bottomless void, a storm that would suck the soul into pieces, a silent and deep lake, an abyss beyond redemption.

They judged him silently. Although he has not yet been convicted, the prisoner is already sweating and terrified.

Ding Tong, who was standing in front of the resentful soul, suddenly stretched out his hand, and his index finger touched the forehead of "Zhou Zekai". The latter wanted to shrink back in horror, but he seemed to be restrained by something, unable to move at all. .

Ding Tong's fingers were cold, and he was gesturing on "Zhou Zekai"'s forehead, as if he was writing a word.

- A "death" word.

When the last stroke was finished, "Zhou Zekai" suddenly found that all the resentful souls in front of him had disappeared, all the resentful souls had disappeared.

Only Ding Tong was still there, and he was still standing at the place where he was strangled, staring straight at him.And "Zhou Zekai" found that he was not cornered by the resentful souls, but knelt beside the unconscious Jiang Botao.

Everything that just happened seemed like a funny dream.

——except that there was a pen hanging in front of his forehead, and that pen was writing a word stroke by stroke very slowly.

- A "death" word.

"Zhou Zekai" opened his mouth. He wanted to growl and run away, but he couldn't move at this moment, as if countless people were covering his mouth, strangling his neck, and grabbing his hands and feet. Kneeling like a sinner, he let the pen slowly finish writing the word.

After writing a word, "Zhou Zekai" fell straight down. He didn't fall straight to the ground, but fell into a familiar embrace.

Jiang Botao, who had woken up at some point, didn't even bother to wipe the blood from his lips—just "changing" the building debris on the ground into a life-threatening resentful soul exhausted his remaining spiritual power ——He hugged Zhou Zekai in his arms, and gently covered his forehead with his trembling right hand.

wait for me.Jiang Botao told Zhou Zekai in his heart that he was now planning to put his life on the line for his sentry - he wanted to use "backtracking" to bring Zhou Zekai back from death.

Maybe because he sensed Jiang Botao's determination to put his life on the line, Zhou Zekai in his arms moved his fingers.Because Zhou Zekai was occupied by others, Zhou Zekai, whose consciousness had not yet fully returned, neither had the strength to open his eyes nor speak, but he still conveyed his will to Jiang Botao.

--I am here.

Realizing this, Jiang Botao curled his lips, then he let go of all his strength, fell to the side, and passed out.

"The evil monster is dead, and the evil spirit returns to the shadows."

On the roof of the hospital building, Yu Wenzhou was playing with the Soul Pen that had a black tip like blood clots, while looking at the two unconscious people in the courtyard of the hospital, he said softly, "Daoist Wang, you can call the police."

When he turned around, Wang Jiexi had already hung up the phone. It seemed that he had already called the police before Yu Wenzhou opened his mouth.

"It's so annoying," Wang Jiexi put the phone back into his pocket, and couldn't help complaining, "If I had known you were here, I wouldn't have joined in the fun and wasted two talismans."

After he finished speaking, he let go of his fingers, and the two yellow talismans that Wang Jiexi had been holding on to his fingertips immediately flew up with the wind, and suddenly ignited spontaneously, and they were nowhere to be found in the blink of an eye.

When Yu Wenzhou heard the words, he chuckled lightly: "If the Ghost Gate Gate in City S is really destroyed, let alone two Dao Talismans, even the [-] Dao Talismans of your Taoist school can't hold it down."

"Hmph, Judge Yu is very good at it." Wang Jiexi said eccentrically, "Then since you know, why are you still doing 'resentful souls' all over the place?"

"I came a step late. Seeing that Xiao Jiang has worked so hard, I just added fuel to the flames." Yu Wenzhou smiled, and turned back tit-for-tat: "It's Wang Daochang, you have been watching on the roof for so long. If the soul talisman has been burnt twice and you still don't make a move, do you really want to cause two more lives?"

"I'm lazy." Wang Jiexi said bluntly, and finally he spoke quickly, without giving Yu Wenzhou the slightest chance to answer: "Let's go."

But Yu Wenzhou looked at Wang Jiexi's back as he turned and left, neither angry nor annoyed.He stood on the edge of the roof, looked down at the unconscious Zhou Jiang two who were embracing each other downstairs, and slowly exhaled a breath of white mist.

"Thanks for your hard work."

There was a wind, and there was no one on the roof.

Night fell.

When Zhou Zekai slowly woke up from the MICU, it was already two weeks later.After a series of complicated and detailed physical examinations, Zhou Zekai, who had no need to stay in the MICU, was transferred to the special needs ward.

At noon on the second day after being transferred to the ward, Zhou Zekai was sitting on the hospital bed in silence eating the uniformly distributed nutritious meal, while absently listening to Shi Wengao, who came to visit, chattering about what happened in the past two weeks— —

In these two weeks, the "11.12 mass disappearance" has been settled.On November 210 last year, 220 people disappeared in the East Tower and its affiliated sentinel training camp and guide school, as well as 12 members of the special investigation team who were subsequently stationed in the East Tower to investigate the disappearance. A total of [-] five people, including Four people died, seven people were seriously injured, [-] people suffered from different degrees of thiopental poisoning reactions, six sentries developed stress fugue symptoms due to long-term mental depression, two guides fell into a deep coma caused by mental disorders, and the rest Most of them were discharged from the hospital after a week of rehabilitation treatment and psychological counseling, and began to gradually restart the East Tower.

Seeing Shi Wengao's embarrassment over the fact that "the instigator of the '11.12 mass disappearance incident' was actually the president of the Tang Group", he couldn't understand what the rich and powerful Tang Jianbo was trying to do As if planning such a large-scale kidnapping case, Zhou Zekai opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but after a second thought, the truth of the matter was too cumbersome and treacherous, and it would be too troublesome to explain it clearly to outsiders, so he put the Mouth closed.

Although the principal culprit, Tang Jianbo, is dead, the accomplices involved in planning the disappearance have been taken into custody, but most of them seem to have lost their memory and cannot recall how they participated in the disappearance.

Among the relevant personnel, only Ding Mengrui could clearly explain the whole incident, but her interrogation transcript was directly taken away by her superiors, and Shi Wenkao never saw it.Ding Mengrui's husband, Zhao Xinhong, is still in a state of hemorrhagic shock due to the massive bleeding caused by the shooting.

Bai Xing, who was the internal response of Tang Jianbo's police department, was degraded after completing the suspension review, and his rank was lowered, and he was transferred to work in other police departments in other cities in East China.

Among those involved in the case, the one with the most bizarre ending was "Qiu Lan" who killed Guan Lei together with Tang Jianbo: on the night when the police department received a report and drove to the former site of the People's Hospital of Shanming District, he was detained in the special prison of the headquarters. "Qiu Lan" in the solitary cell in the district died.

——The withered ghost hand vine stood upright in the center of the cell, with withered yellow leaves hanging on the branches and crumbling, there was an obvious human-shaped depression in the trunk, and at its feet, a pile of bones were scattered.After forensic patchwork and inspection, it was found that it was the skeleton of a woman who died more than 20 years ago.

"Suicide," Zhou Zekai said softly, "she has given up her 'root', she is dying for Tang Jianbo."

"Qiu Lan" has always known that Tang Jianbo's existence has been "stolen" by Ji Kangming, so she used the two different names of "my husband" and "Tang Jianbo" in the tit-for-tat question and answer with them. ——"Qiu Lan" really regarded Tang Jianbo who gave her life as her husband, and the "Tang Jianbo" she said actually referred to Ji Kangming who "stolen" Tang Jianbo's existence.

But unfortunately, neither he nor Jiang Botao noticed this detail at the time.

"Ah? Brother Zhou, what did you say?" Zhou Zekai's voice was too low for Shi Wengao to hear clearly, so he moved closer.

Zhou Zekai shook his head and said, "It's nothing."

Shi Wengao, whose curiosity was not satisfied, curled his lips and sat back down again.

For a while, the ward fell silent.Although Shi Wengao still wanted to ask Zhou Zekai a lot of questions related to the case in his heart, but seeing the latter's sickly look, he didn't dare to ask directly, and Zhou Zekai, who was in a bad complexion, just lowered his eyes and thought about something, While flicking the peas on the dinner plate unconsciously with a spoon, he suddenly asked, "What about him?"

"Huh?" Shi Wengao was stunned for a moment, and then realized that Zhou Zekai was asking Jiang Botao: "Brother Jiang is in the hyperbaric oxygen chamber."

Zhou Zekai's heart tightened immediately, and he asked, "Why are you there?"

Shi Wengao scratched his head, his eyes turned to one side, and he didn't dare to look directly at Zhou Zekai: "I don't really understand, but I heard from the doctor that brother Jiang's condition is quite serious. He was in shock..." The more he spoke, the lower his voice—after all, he had never seen Jiang Botao's medical records, so he couldn't be sure—but seeing Zhou Zekai was about to turn over and get out of bed, Shi Wengao quickly comforted him: " But Brother Jiang's situation is much better now! It's been two weeks, so it must be much better!"

"I'll go take a look." Zhou Zekai blocked Shi Wengao's hand blocking him, turned over and got off the bed, and was about to run out, but his knees softened, and he threw himself straight forward. Fortunately, Shi Wengao quickly helped him with his eyes and hands. Only then did Zhou Zekai not fall directly: "Thank you."

"Oh, Brother Zhou, just lie down." Shi Wengao looked bitter, and helped Zhou Zekai sit back on the bed: "If Doctor Fang knows that I let you go, I will be the one who will be scolded."

"Doctor Fang has returned to work?" Zhou Zekai was a little surprised.

"That's right," Shi Wengao said, and secretly kicked the patient's slippers beside the bed to the bottom of the bed, "I just got back to work in the past two days, so, brother Zhou, you can be more honest."

Zhou Zekai shrank his neck, reluctantly followed Shi Wengao's movement of pulling the quilt for him, and lay back on the bed again. The latter saw that he was already lying down obediently, and pressed the corner of the quilt for Zhou Zekai very considerately: "Then , Brother Zhou, I’m leaving first, there’s still an investigation mission in disguise in the afternoon.”

"Take it out." Zhou Zekai said, reaching out and pushing down the dinner plate on the bed table.

"Don't eat now?" Shi Wengao looked at the hills of peas and the almost untouched fried celery on the dinner plate, and felt that his brother Zhou was a picky eater like a six-year-old child.

"Don't eat, go to sleep." Zhou Zekai turned over and waved his hands with his back to Shi Wengao, which was regarded as an order to evict the guest.The helpless Shi Wengao could only pick up the dinner plate, turn around and go out.

Of course, it is impossible to sleep, and a second before Shi Wengao closed the door of the ward, a black shadow quickly squeezed out from the crack of the door.

——That was Zhou Zekai's spiritual guide.

The giant black wolf paced back and forth, relying on no one to see it, walking freely in the corridors of the hospital. The floor of the special needs ward was extremely quiet, and no one was walking in the corridors.Hei Lang leisurely walked through the corridor and went downstairs from the safe passage next to the elevator room. If Zhou Zekai remembered correctly, the hyperbaric oxygen chamber should be two floors downstairs in the special needs ward.

Sure enough, Hei Lang found the single-person hyperbaric oxygen chamber treatment room after going down two floors, but the isolation door of the treatment room was closed tightly, and Hei Lang couldn't get in. He managed to get into the treatment room only after he was behind the changing nurse.

A row of capsule-shaped single-person hyperbaric oxygen chambers were neatly arranged in the treatment room. Hei Lang flicked his tail anxiously, looked at each one from beginning to end, and finally stopped in front of the inner chamber.

——Jiang Botao lay there, he fell asleep peacefully, his breathing was steady, his brows were stretched, and his expression was calm.

Great.

The black werewolf relieved stood up, his paws resting on the glass shield in front of the hyperbaric oxygen chamber, and his golden pupils stared closely at his sleeping lover in the chamber.It wanted to get closer, but the glass protective cover was too smooth, and the more it moved up, the more its claws couldn't stop sliding down.The black wolf tried many times, but still couldn't find a stable position. In the end, it simply kicked its hind legs and jumped directly onto the hyperbaric oxygen chamber.

Heilang tremblingly stood on all fours on the cylindrical cabin. It squatted down and stared intently at Jiang Botao through the glass.He had lost a lot of weight, and his complexion was frighteningly pale. Hei Lang looked down and felt his heart trembling with pain.

I don't know how long it stared at it intently, but the black wolf suddenly felt a little tired. It yawned and carefully lay down on the roof of the hyperbaric oxygen chamber. The curled up black wolf kept guarding him every step of the way. The guide gradually closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Wake up, I'm waiting for you.

But reality always disappoints Zhou Zekai.

Jiang Botao didn't wake up until five days later when he was completely cured and kicked out of the inpatient department by the aggressive Fang Minghua: Although the physical pain had healed and the internal injuries had eased, he still didn't show any signs of waking up soon.

The hospital organized two consultations on Jiang Botao's situation. Experts from all sides were at a loss for what to do about it. However, after many discussions, they came to a slightly funny conclusion: it was the patient's own subjective consciousness that refused to wake up. Come on, this is a psychological reason, and they, non-professionals, can't do anything about it.

Zhou Zekai didn't know why Jiang Botao insisted on letting himself fall into a dream like this. Everything has passed, and the East Tower has officially resumed operation. There will be no threat or shadow in their future life, and there is nothing worth letting go. Jiang Botao went to escape or bear it alone.

Although he didn't understand, Zhou Zekai was willing to wait. He had a long time to wait for him to wake up: after all, without Jiang Botao to stabilize his mood swings, it was impossible for Dongta to let him go back to work alone.

——They are one-hearted partners, and they must be together forever.

Two days later, Jiang Botao, who had no need for hyperbaric oxygen therapy, was transferred to the special needs ward, and Zhou Zekai had completely established himself in the inpatient department.He stayed by Jiang Botao's bed almost non-stop, helpless and helpless, waiting for Jiang Botao to suddenly open his eyes and laugh at him at dawn or midnight. Waiting stupidly, a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

During this period, a small episode happened: Zhou Zekai, who went downstairs to buy water, ran into Chen Zilu in the elevator of the inpatient department.

The moment Zhou Zekai saw Chen Zilu, Zhou Zekai subconsciously took half a step back, but the girl in front of him who had a second personality with false love for him because of Zhao Xinhong's "tearing" seemed to have already Completely forgot about him—Chen Zilu who was standing in the elevator just glanced at Zhou Zekai inexplicably, then she continued to fiddle with her phone with her head down.

Zhou Zekai, who reacted quickly, coughed dryly twice, and entered the elevator as if nothing happened.Standing in the elevator, Zhou Zekai stole a few glances at Chen Zilu next to her. She had completely returned to normal. She was typing like flying and chatting with her girlfriends in the group. Relieved, Zhou Zekai let out a long sigh of relief: innocent! Chen Zilu finally returned to normal, this was probably the most gratifying thing for him in recent days.

After returning to the ward, Zhou Zekai couldn't wait to share the good news with Jiang Botao, but unfortunately the latter still fell asleep on his own. reaction.

Zhou Zekai, who didn't get a response, gradually fell silent again. He sat by the hospital bed, lowered his eyebrows, and quietly outlined Jiang Botao's outline with his eyes.After a few days of nutrition and medicine supply, Jiang Botao's face had some color, and it was no longer as pale as it was a few days ago.But he had indeed lost a lot of weight, thin and haggard, just looking at it made Zhou Zekai feel infinite distress in his heart.

Zhou Zekai, who had a corner of sunlight on his shoulders, suddenly let out a long sigh. He leaned over and lay down on the side of the bed, resting his arms on his pillow, while holding his hand in boredom, muttering to himself softly: "...You once said that you were born for a sentinel. Now, can you wake up for me as a sentinel?"

No one answered him.

It was too quiet in the ward, Zhou Zekai didn't like it.

He held Jiang Botao's wrist and let his palm fall on the top of his head, pretending that his guide was rubbing his hair like a child at the moment.Zhou Zekai stared at Jiang Botao's sleeping face, felt the temperature of his palm, and suddenly wanted to sleep for a while.

—Maybe then he can sneak into the dream of "Sleeping Beauty" and wake up his guide with a kiss of true love.

Zhou Zekai didn't sneak into Jiang Botao's dream, nor did he dream of Jiang Botao, he didn't dream of anything.

He couldn't help but fell into the web of pain and sorrow, getting deeper and deeper, unable to escape, and the spider named Despair watched intently.Zhou Zekai, who couldn't control his pessimism more and more, felt that he was about to become dependent on the general-purpose guide element sedative mixture—he had already used up a whole box of medicine during the week of guarding Jiang Botao.

Obviously his guide was sleeping peacefully in front of his eyes, but Zhou Zekai just couldn't control his thoughts and emotions. A lot of negative emotions were backlogged in his empathy system, unable to be sorted out and comforted.This made Zhou Zekai extremely contradictory and painful: on the one hand, he was trying his best not to let himself fall into sensory overload because of this kind of thing, but on the other hand, he couldn't help but continue to accumulate these pessimistic emotions.

Zhou Zekai had no doubts that if Jiang Botao didn't wake up, he might really fall into the sensory overload caused by the constant restlessness.They have gone through so much hand in hand, even escaped from death more than once hand in hand, he can't just destroy himself like this, let alone destroy Jiang Botao.

Fortunately, the sentry colleagues who came to deliver the sedative mixture to Zhou Zekai brought him a glimmer of hope: this is a proposal discussed by the guides working in the East Tower.

——Zhou Zekai may have to sneak into Jiang Botao's mental scene. Only by entering his spiritual world can he find out the root cause of his choice to sleep, call back his consciousness, and wake him up in reality.

It is not difficult for the guides to enter other people's mental landscape, but Zhou Zekai is a sentry, he has never set foot in anyone else's mental landscape.But Zhou Zekai was willing to try, after all, Jiang Botao had sneaked into his mental landscape more than once, pulling him back from the danger of sensory overload.

This time, for the sake of his guide, he had to try no matter what.

For this reason, Zhou Zekai made a special trip back to the East Pagoda.At that time, the East Tower had already started to operate again. After the "11.12 Mass Disappearance Incident", there was a backlog of incidents to be dealt with in the tower. Zhou Zekai, who had just entered the door, went to the scene with him, but fortunately, this dementia behavior was stopped by Duan Tong in time.

As the great hero who resolved the crisis of the disappearance of the East Pagoda, the appearance of Zhou Zekai caused the sentinels to temporarily suspend their work—everyone knew why he came back—after a few pleasantries, the guides took Zhou Zekai Brought into the meeting room, while the Sentinels were driven off to continue working.

The guides patiently explained to Zhou Zekai how to enter other people's mental landscape through consciousness intrusion, and also instructed him in many additional details, such as not showing obvious hostility, nor forcibly guiding, let alone deliberately stimulating the other party.Zhou Zekai couldn't laugh or cry: Jiang Botao is his guide, he has no time to take care of him, so how can he be hostile to him?

But generally speaking, Zhou Zekai gained a lot from this trip to the East Pagoda.

When he returned to the hospital, the lights were already on.There was no light in Jiang Botao's ward, and there was no moonlight tonight. From the glass strip on the ward door, Zhou Zekai could only see himself standing in front of the door, and the scene in the room was blurry.

Zhou Zekai didn't turn on the lights when he entered the ward. His night vision ability is very good. Even if he didn't turn on the lights, he could clearly see Jiang Botao's sleeping face.Zhou Zekai sat by the bed and held Jiang Botao's hand, his palm was warm.

"Wait for me." Zhou Zekai stroked his knuckles and said the oath softly.

Entering the mental picture of others is a wonderful experience.

After the disgusting persistent dizziness, there is a soft floating feeling, Zhou Ze