Overhead currents are heavenly masters

After listening to Qin Yue's explanation, Guan Yunheng asked: "Then what do you want to do? Or use the previous method?"

"Similar." Qin Yue replied briefly.

His eyes shifted to Kasyapa Sword Spirit, and he said happily: "But this time we can use Kassapa!"

Guan Yunheng: "..." Before Qin Yue's world, he had completely given up on logic and science.

Kasyapa Sword Spirit asked: "Are you sure you want to do this?"

"determine."

After getting an affirmative answer, Sword Spirit curled his lips and said without any surprise: "Stubborn temper is the same thing."

He looked at him fixedly, and said, "Do you know the risks of doing this? Although there are risks in entering memory and consciousness when a person is alive, it is not as dangerous as it is now. Such a dead thing, a little carelessness..."

Qin Yue interrupted him: "Understood, so I made extra arrangements."

He took out a braided red wristband and handed it to Guan Yunheng, saying: "Compared with a body that is easily damaged and damaged, hair can indeed be preserved for a longer time, so the ancients believed that the essence is hidden in the hair. Although the facts are not that exaggerated , but capable monks have always been able to use their hair to make a fuss since ancient times."

"What is this?" Recalling the broken bell last time, Guan Yunheng still feels a toothache.When Qin Yue put the wristband into his hand, he could tense the muscles of his whole body and be very alert.

"Uh...something like a road sign. It's almost time, I need you to shout 'Although the road is smooth, the soul must not go forward'."

"What the hell?!" Guan Yunheng's expression looked like he had seen a ghost.

He looked at Qin Yue quietly for a while, put down his arms, and his voice became a little cold: "Do you have to go?"

Qin Yue originally wanted to make a joke, but when she heard this question, she unconsciously became serious.

The young man's beautiful eyebrows and eyes are soaked with almost paranoid persistence.He said, "We must go."

I thought Boss Guan was going to frantically turn on the hate mode again, but he just turned his face away, as if thinking of something funny.He laughed dryly, self-deprecatingly.

"Guan Yunheng..." He felt a little sad immediately, and hurriedly wanted to make amends.

"'Although the road is smooth, the living soul can't move forward', right?" The man cut off the conversation, and when he looked at him again, his expression was no different.

"what?"

"Ah what! Be smart after you go in. If you don't come back, I'll be relieved too."

"..." I was a little moved at first, but what kind of words did this sound like!

To be honest, Boss Guan has been single so far, purely because he has a mouth! !

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Kasyapa Sword Spirit's technique is not as fancy and complicated as imagined.He stroked Liu Lan's hair with one hand, and covered Qin Yue's head with the other.Within ten seconds, the young man's body swayed slightly, and he fell on the seat as if detached from the backbone.

Guan Yunheng supported Qin Yue's chin with his hands, and gently turned his face to one side to avoid sprains.He stroked the wristband and asked, "How long will it take to go in?"

The sword spirit stared at him calmly after completing the set of movements, and replied: "It takes at most a stick of incense. And..."

"And what?"

"How many memories can be represented in a few hairs. He may find nothing at all."

"...such an important matter, why did you say it earlier!"

"Isn't this common sense?"

"..." Fucking common sense!

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As expected by the sword spirit, the memories that Qin Yue can capture are only silent fragments, and most of them can't be seen clearly through a piece of frosted glass.He is like a bewildered audience standing in front of the curtain, unable to find the main line from the silent drama and fragmented and vague "plot".

Qin Yue's own feelings are also obviously different from those in Yang Xueman's consciousness.As soon as he stood in Liu Lan's memory, he felt a piercing pain.strong repulsion.But Liu Lan himself is dead, so how could there be rejection?

He straightened his spine, and while counting the time, he walked toward the depths.

Sure enough, the frosted glass becomes clearer the further you go.Gradually, when the pain became unbearable.He saw Liu Lan collapsed in the middle of the road in the middle of the night, and the car that hit her had disappeared without a trace.She raised her bloody head and crawled forward unwillingly.But she lost a lot of blood, and fell on the ground dying before she could climb far.

Suddenly, a woman in a cloak appeared in front of her.The woman's appearance is covered by a cloak, only revealing her red lips.With a seductive smile on his lips, he only asked a question, and then stretched out his hand to Liu Lan.

Relying on the light, the white forearm was covered with ulcers and blood blisters.Liu Lan struggled to raise her head, flinched a bit, but finally held the hand firmly.

Although there is no sound, the whole event is clear.A possibility surfaced.Maybe... a person, but never a person.

"Hermit crab." A very ferocious hunter that eats the carcass of a mollusc shellfish and seizes its owner's shell.

It's just that the "hermit crabs" they face occupy other people's souls and use other people's bodies.Victims voluntarily sacrificed their bodies for various reasons.When the body is unusable, before leaving, it will eat the souls of the victims as nutrients, and then migrate to other bodies.

Qin Yue looked at the remaining fragmented and incomplete memories——

Liu Lan came back from the dead, the woman concocted the oil for birthday candles, the completely decayed face of the woman in the cloak...

no more!It's already the limit.Qin Yue gasped and curled up into a ball.

Hey hey hey.

He heard thin, indistinguishable male and female murmurs.This is what "Hermit Crab" left in Liu Lan's memory!Danger! !

Leave.stay here.The sound follows like a shadow.

The dark clouds covered the sun and the sky, but Guan Yunheng's voice pierced through the layers of confusion: "Although the road is smooth, the soul must not go forward."

He looked for that direction and ran like a jerk.At the end of the road there is a shrinking aperture, Qin Yue jumped into it.

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Eyes cannot see, mouth cannot speak, nose cannot smell.

It's like... dying once.

Qin Yue couldn’t move.He felt cold, very cold.The body is cool and dry.It was as if he was not a person, but a stone statue that had been put into the cold storage and then taken out.The blood in his whole body has cooled down, only the position of the heart has a residual temperature for some reason.

He tried to open his eyes.The first time he failed, he gathered his strength and tried again.The light that penetrated the narrow gap from the outside was quite dazzling, and his eyes soon seeped out rational tears.

Kasyapa Sword Spirit stood two or three steps away, with hands behind his back, lost in thought.What is confusing is that his face has faded from its previous appearance, and other faint appearances appear alternately, like a double image that appeared during an old film screening.

Beside him are Zhu Ming, Tu Lan and the orange fat cat.Zhu Ming and Tu Lan maintained the appearance of the spirit weapon, vacillating left and right, appearing extremely anxious.The orange cat was shaking its long tail irritably, and the tip of its tail beat the ground chaotically.

"Meow——" He had already regained consciousness, and the orange cat took the lead in howling with a drawn-out voice.

Kasyapa Sword Spirit turned his eyes and resumed his previous expressionless face.He held the flute in one hand, pressed down on the qin, and did not speak immediately.

Both spirits and monsters have sensed people, but the only one who didn't know was still yelling persistently: "Qin Yue! Bastard! Breathe! Give me breath!"

The voice was deafening, and the woody smell of shaving water mixed with hot breath was very close to him.The man rode/sat on him almost roughly, pressing his chest with both palms and doing cardiopulmonary resuscitation.The brute force made him unable to inhale normally, and the bones under the skin were about to be broken.But he just thought it was funny.

Qin Yue's hands and feet were still numb, he threw his neck back forcefully, and the top of his head hit the sofa leg.If it wasn't for his lack of strength, he would really like to yell out "Aww" like Xiang Liu.

The man froze, because when he leaned closer to the unresponsive youth again, he felt a weak air current.He raised a finger and slowly placed it next to the young man's nose.As time went on, that air current became more and more obvious.

He touched Qin Yue's neck and left chest, and even the carotid artery and heart, which had been unresponsive for a while, began to beat rhythmically, and became stronger and stronger.

"You..." the man said dreamily.His gaze firmly nailed him to death, and his gaze slowly slid from the bridge of the young man's nose to the position of his eyes.

Qin Yue forced a little smile and said: "Thank you for worrying about me so much. But you are like this, I can't get up, please let me go..."

Before he could finish speaking, the man had already changed his posture.One elbow was placed next to his ear, and the other hand was wrapped around his chin, forcing him to raise his face.Just like that, regardless of pressure.

"Well..." His front teeth!

The warm, soft and moist touch bumped into it unreasonably, then turned into cautious probing, and finally swept the city all the way, domineeringly squeezing the remaining air in Qin Yue's alveoli.

Qin Yue thought to himself, this is so sudden.Perhaps he should struggle politely.But he was exhausted, and he didn't have the strength.Worse, he thought it was all right.So when Guan Yunheng let him go, his arms even hung on his back a little meekly.

The brain that has always been clear in thinking has become a pot of boiling water.Qin Yue adjusted her breathing and stammered: "You, I...we..."

why are you doing this?Am I being obvious?What are we now?

"The tongue was eaten by the cat?" The man poked his forehead and pulled away a distance.

He half squatted on the ground, raised his chin, and swirled his tongue in his mouth like an aftertaste.If this action was performed by another person, it might look greasy and wretched, but his expression at this time was sincere and serious, with a vague and undisguised joy.

After a moment of silence, he stretched out his fingers to gently scratch the corner of Qin Yue's mouth.Tilting his head and smiling, he looked like a villain who got what he wanted.

"Do you believe it? I've wanted to do this for a long time." He said very softly.

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