The male god is about to wear and tear down

"what are you doing?"

The two spoke in unison.

The awkward atmosphere condensed, and the two looked at each other, but remained silent for a long time.

In the end, it was Zhou Heting who broke the silence again, "Aren't you afraid of ghosts, how dare you come here in the middle of the night..."

"Are you a ghost?" Sui was a question, but Lu Jiayi's tone was strong, sounding like a forced question.

"I……"

"If the ghost were you, I wouldn't be afraid."

Zhou Heting was unable to respond.

He was holding a metal bell in his hand, as if he was performing some ritual, but when he saw Lu Jiayi, he hid it behind his back.

"Answer me..." Lu Jiayi took a step forward, "What are you doing?"

Zhou Heting's eyes dodged, and he backed away not wanting to answer.But Lu Jiayi kept approaching, making it impossible for him to retreat.

"Ayi..." As if he had made up his mind, Zhou Heting said suddenly, "You said you have no plans for me, but what are you doing?"

"I just don't need you to humiliate yourself like that! It's you I'm drawing!"

"Look..." Zhou Heting smiled wryly, "You still have plans."

Lu Jiayi's eyes widened, speechless.

"What you want is more than what they want." Zhou Heting said, "but I can't afford it."

"Zhou Heting!"

"Ayi." Zhou Heting lowered his eyes, "Sometimes, I can be more selfish, right?"

"You are interested in me, if I don't, I don't have to force myself to respond, right?"

This sentence is very important.

It was as if he wanted to hammer Lu Jiayi's heart into pieces.

"You..." Lu Jiayi trembled unbearably when he heard his own voice, but he still managed to finish speaking, "Do you know what you are talking about?"

Zhou Heting still didn't look up.

Lu Jiayi's eyes were sour, but he didn't shed tears. Instead, he stepped forward and stared into the other person's eyes, "Look into my eyes and say it again, and I will believe you."

These cruel words.

Zhou Heting said it himself.

But when he said it, he never dared to look into his eyes.

This time, too.

Lu Jiayi approached him, but he still didn't dare to look directly at him.

Zhou Heting is lying.

"I guess you are hiding something. I guess you have difficulties." Lu Jiayi said calmly, "But you have to be clear about what you chose."

Lu Jiayi pointed to his heart, expressionless, but his voice was low and hoarse, "You may want to protect me, but you chose to hurt me. Zhou Heting, I hope you understand, this makes me feel very painful."

Lu Jiayi turned and left.

He walked out of the main house quickly without looking back for a second.

And that night, no bell rang in the main house.

The next day, the young master and Ah Yi still had no communication.

The maids in the house were a little sad, they hadn't seen Ah Yi who was as happy as a pony for a long time, and the young master who was smiling gently.

Ah Yi is sick.

The young master was also gloomy.

But as bystanders and servants, they are not qualified to ask about their master's affairs.

I thought this house would just be like this, falling into death again.

But the turbulent variables will not treat the world kindly.

And Lu Jiayi, who is aware of the undercurrent, cannot sit still.

That night, he still didn't stay in the dormitory.

He stood outside the door of the main house, quietly listening to the sound of the bell inside the door resounding around the mansion.

Lu Jiayi was originally quite afraid of ghosts.

The reason is that when he was only five years old, his parents were going to an unsafe country and dared not take him with them, so they fostered him with relatives.

That relative is an uncle who doesn't speak well, and regardless of whether it will cause shocks to the young children, he will tell Xiao Jiayi a supernatural joke in combination with reality every day.

For example, the scavengers I saw in the afternoon carrying big bags were actually human limbs in the bags.

For example, in a restaurant for dinner, there is actually no cook in the backstage, nor does it purchase ingredients.

For example, the puppy he touched in the afternoon.In the eyes of adults, it is a person's head.

Purely fabricated lies are not fatal, but stories with mixed truths and falsehoods are fatal.

Xiao Jiayi didn't have the ability to discern at that time, just like that, left a psychological shadow.

The psychological shadow is the most arrogant and unreasonable thing. It will not fade as people grow older and experience more, and some people will be more serious.

So Lu Jiayi has always been afraid of ghosts.

But tonight, standing at the gate of the main house, facing the treacherous situation, Lu Jiayi was terrified.

But he was more afraid of losing Zhou Heting than afraid of ghosts.

When the main house returned to calm and the bell stopped ringing, he opened the door and entered.

He wants to avoid Zhou Heting.

He's going to the attic.

I don't know if it was because of the success of the formation, but when he went to the attic this time, Lu Jiayi saw that the entrance of the hut was wide open and the door had been removed.

It seems to be letting something come and go freely.

Without hesitation, Lu Jiayi climbed up the iron ladder and entered the hut.

The room was cramped and crowded, and two unsealed coffins were still lying in the formation.In front of the wall directly opposite is a display that resembles a mourning hall, and some food and incense are offered on the table.

Lu Jiayi walked into the house to check the coffin that she hadn't seen when she first came here.

At this glance, even though he was mentally prepared, he was also shocked by the extremely impactful scene, and couldn't help but gasped.

Inside the coffin is a corpse!

To be precise, it was a male corpse of some years old, lying horizontally on the talisman papers at the bottom of the coffin.

The man looked to be in his early twenties, but had been dead for several years.

He seemed to have been gutted to keep him from rotting, so the belly sank deep.

From the perspective of skin quality, it should be stored in formalin for preservation on weekdays.And during these days, for some kind of ceremony, it was exposed to the air again.

This is the other side involved in the formation.

Lu Jiayi speculated that this male corpse had some kind of close connection with the house owner and his wife, and adopting Zhou Heting was also to perform some kind of ritual on this male corpse.

And this ritual...

Lu Jiayi couldn't calm down.

What kind of rituals can be performed when the living and the dead stand together?

But he couldn't believe it easily.

After all, Zhou Heting at this time, although he pretended to be indifferent, was still a forbearing and gentle person in essence.

Zhou Heting has not been replaced yet!

So Lu Jiayi cheered up and flipped through the hut, trying to find effective clues.

When he was rummaging in the mourning hall, he touched a mechanism under the plaque, which seemed to touch a secret compartment.

Under the table, a book fell out.

Lu Jiayi picked it up and saw that it was a notebook.

The notes are so old that if you aren't careful when you turn the pages, you might even tear the pages.

Lu Jiayi turned a few pages by the dim candlelight.

However, every time he read a line of words, the heat in his body was lost.

He guessed right.

This is a kind of sorcery in folk records.

The name is, "Infiltration Resurrection Method".

——If you want to revive the dead, you need a resurrection container.The birth date of the container is compatible with the deceased, except for the year pillar, which is exactly the same.

——Infiltration is divided into two techniques, one is spiritualism, and the other is resurrection.

——When choosing Yin, the soul-calling formation is shown in the figure.

The two coffins are connected, and the talisman papers are each ninety-nine and eighty-one. The fate of the container is peeled off, and the remnant soul of the deceased is recruited.

The deceased recognizes the new body and knows the location.

If the law is broken, it will take seven days to try again.

——Within 21 days and [-] days after the soul-calling operation, the soul of the container will be dispersed, and the soul of the deceased will return.

The dead souls are scattered everywhere, and at night, the container needs to hold the soul bell to summon the souls to possess them.

After 21 days, the resurrection was successful.

——Infiltration and resurrection is an extremely dark method. After the success of the soul call, the container and the dead will never see the light of day.

The formation of severe pain while lying in the coffin is a spirit-calling technique that strips away the fate and allows the soul of the deceased to recognize a new body.

Obviously, the spiritualism has been successful.

Zhou Heting could no longer see the light of day.

What is going on now is the resurrection technique.

Eight days have passed, and Zhou Heting's spirit has been scattered, so his physique is gradually weakening.

And he held the bell at night to guide the scattered souls to possess...

Lu Jiayi almost collapsed.

He thought that Zhou Heting could be humble enough to suffer humiliation and endure pain.

But he never thought that Zhou Heting could do such a thing.

You can die for the pair, the parents who never took this adopted son seriously.

But she couldn't live for him, for Lu Jiayi.

He thought of the Polaroid with a candid perspective.

Forbest family.

Zhou Heting, just wanted to...

Just want a real home.

For this family, he can deceive himself.

He can convince himself that everyone in this family loves each other deeply.

And for the one he loves deeply, he can dedicate himself without any scruples, allowing no one to question him.

Don't lie to yourself, how can Zhou Heting live in this world as a matter of course?

As a "container", an inhuman existence, how can he live with dignity?

Lu Jiayi knelt on the ground.

The notes in his hand were crumpled into a ball by him.

The suffocating heartache dilated his chest, and he opened his mouth to try to catch his breath, but...

It hurts so much...

He was in so much pain that he forgot to breathe.

Because this feeling was over-amplified, Lu Jiayi couldn't feel the existence of his consciousness for a while, and his body couldn't move.

But at this moment, he heard footsteps coming towards the attic.

He should get out of here.

But he had trouble even breathing, let alone moving his body.

Seeing the flickering candlelight in the corridor gradually approaching, Lu Jiayi struggled to move behind the coffin where the dead man was hidden, trying to hide as much as possible even for a moment.

The footsteps stopped at the bottom of the ladder, and someone was about to climb up.

Lu Jiayi already had difficulty breathing, but at this time, she forced herself to stop breathing.

The sound of limbs touching the iron ladder came clearly...

That person is about to...

"elder brother?"

A cold female voice sounded not far away.

The climber stopped his movements and seemed to stand back down the ladder.

"Wanwan, are you staying up so late?"

"Well, some can't sleep."

"I heard movement, so..."

"It must have happened to me while I was wandering around. I'm sorry, brother."

"It's okay, don't blame yourself. Go to bed early."

"Well, good night, brother."

The conversation ended, and the sound of footsteps and candlelight faded away.

After this brief interlude, Lu Jiayi regained control of her body and gradually recovered her breathing frequency.

After getting outside the attic, there was no more movement, so Lu Jiayi slowly climbed out.

However, just as he got off the iron ladder, when he turned his head, he was startled by the gloomy white figure behind him.

Taking a closer look, it was Zhou Wanwan.

With a cold face, she opened her mouth softly and said, "Let's have a chat."

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