Overhead currents are heavenly masters

Crossing the road, they came to the statue.

Guan Yun raised his arm horizontally and pointed his chin to a certain position under the statue, "It's there, right?"

In that direction, he could see a vague cloud with the outline of a person.What's even more amazing is that it is inlaid with a layer of light blue light around it.He subconsciously determined that this soul must be very different from the ones he encountered before.

He gave a "tsk" and asked, "Can you see his appearance clearly? Did this person suffer serious injuries before his life?"

"You guessed right." Qin Yuezai carefully looked at the state of the soul at this time, and nodded.

When people die, they will retain the appearance of the last moment before death.Soul was killed in battle. There were knife wounds and bullet holes all over his body. The fatal wound was on his chest. The past tense was clean and painless.

"Male and female, how old are you?"

"Male. He should be no more than 30 years old. It looks like he was one of the soldiers who went out from Rongcheng to fight against Japan." Qin Yue glanced at the introduction in front of the statue, "It seems that this park is the place where the swearing-in meeting was held."

"Anti-Japanese? Isn't that something that happened in the Republic of China? After so long, he is still wandering in this world. Does he have a long-cherished wish?"

"It should be." Qin Yue looked at the bleak black veil and frowned, "Souls are the same as people, they are different. Some people can stay longer in this world, while others don't. Judging from his current situation, He must leave immediately. If this continues, his soul power will be exhausted, and he will disappear completely!"

"It's his luck to meet you." Guan Yunheng shrugged his shoulders, waiting for Qin Yue to guide his soul as he did many times before.

Qin Yue didn't move, just sighed: "That's up to him if he wants to."

"Don't you want to?"

"No. It's because he's too weak to communicate with me. You don't even know the reason for his stay, so how can you help him solve the problem?" A layer of dusty color.

Soul's perception of the outside world became extremely slow, even if Qin Yue stood two or three steps away, the other party never looked at him.This is not a good omen!

"Then what should we do now? Have you left him alone?" Although he understood that it would be helpless for Qin Yue to deal with it this way, Guan Yunheng hoped that he would not let him go easily this time, "There should be other ways? The Where's the bell you usually use?"

"He can't hear the sound of the bell in this situation, but I can try to treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor." Qin Yue was a little worried, but at the same time felt a little surprised, "Usually when you encounter this kind of thing, you are very Seldom comment. What day is today?"

He looked deeply at Guan Yunheng, until the latter turned his eyes away uncomfortably, "Hey, what day? I just think the blue light on his body looks a little sad, not to mention that this man died for the country." My hero, don’t you feel sorry if you don’t care about it?”

"Of course, I'm sorry." Qin Yue made seals with both hands and fetched the Sanqing Qiankun Bell.

This time period is the rush hour for commuting. Although there is a lot of traffic and people coming and going nearby, most of them focus on keeping their heads down and rushing on the road, and no one pays attention to the small movements here.

Qin Yue raised her wrist, and was about to perform the spell of awakening the soul.

Unexpectedly, a passerby jumped out from the flower bed next to him, and bumped into him because he was buried in his mobile phone.

Passers-by's mobile phone "slapped" to the ground, and the screen was instantly covered with spider web-like cracks, and the Sanqingling in Qin Yue's hand also hit the ground, rolling all the way to the facade of the granite stone seat of the statue .

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Huh—my screen, I didn't buy broken screen insurance." After the rash passerby apologized, he left holding his mobile phone and complaining.

"Walk carefully!" Guan Yunheng helped Qin Yue steady, and gave the man a vicious look.

"I'll go." He let go of the young man, followed the direction where Sanqingling fell, and bent down to pick it up.When I picked it up, the lower part of the copper bell was still trembling slightly, swinging from side to side, making a crisp knocking sound.

"铛——" fell in Guan Yunheng's ears, but he felt the sound was deafening and distracting.

"Qin Yue, what's wrong with this bell, why is it so loud??" He lifted the bell to the farthest place from his body in disgust, and complained while picking his ears.

After speaking, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.He could hear the intermittent honking of vehicles on the road not far away, and he could also hear popular songs playing in nearby shops.Crowds of people poured in and out from the entrance of the nearby subway station, step by step and very regular.No one, not even one, looked up in the direction of the statue.

Everything has not changed in any way, and has not been affected in the slightest.It seemed that no one except him had heard the bell-like bang a few seconds earlier.

Maybe it's because he's been by Qin Yue's side for a long time, and this encounter doesn't make him feel shocked, at most he just feels incomprehensible.

He pinched the fixed handle at the top of Sanqingling with two fingers, and moved it carefully to avoid making any more noise, "Did you hear that sound just now?"

The youth didn't answer, and didn't even look back.He concentrated on looking at the location of the soul, as if some kind of change that could not be ignored was happening there.

Guan Yunheng was a little unhappy, "Hey, I'm talking to you. Qin Yue, your skin is itchy, aren't you?"

But the young man turned his head at this moment, his eyes glowed, and he looked very happy, "Shh, don't be angry. Guan Yunheng, look——"

"What are you looking at! I'm not you!"

"Uh, sorry, I forgot."

The world in Qin Yue's eyes is different from his, which he has long accepted well.So Guan Yunheng was shocked when he saw the soul in military uniform gradually coloring and walking towards them, "His body...is a bullet hole?!"

The young man froze for a moment, nodded and said, "Yes. Can you see his appearance clearly?"

"Under 30 years old, he doesn't look like a soldier, he looks like a scholar. Is that a pocket watch or a necklace around his neck?"

"An old-fashioned pocket watch. This man is probably not an ordinary soldier, and he is not from a bad family."

Even though he was full of doubts deep in his heart, the experience at this time was really novel. Guan Yunheng looked at the visitor carefully, "So the soul you saw is like this."

"It's not just like this. There are also the ones with severed arms and legs, dragging internal organs, and even the ones that only have a certain part of the body left."

Qin Yue's eyes met the soul, "You..."

Soul glanced at him, then stretched out his hands towards Guan Yunheng.The knife wound on the back of his hand was almost bone visible, and he rushed towards him with a strong smell of blood. His heart shrank violently, and suddenly began to feel severe pain.

He took two steps back and said to the approaching undead: "Don't look at me, the one who can really help is him!!"

The undead's face was pale.There are fine wounds on his browbones and cheeks, his eyes are calm and gentle, in stark contrast to the dullness before.

"Can you understand me? Don't you only understand the local dialect?"

The undead nodded, shook his head again, and looked at the two of them with helpless and gentle eyes.He opened his mouth, like a fish in water, except for spitting out invisible bubbles, the sound could not be transmitted to them.

"what are you saying?"

【…】

"what?!"

【…】

After a moment of stalemate like this, he gave up, and when he opened his mouth, he uttered only one monosyllable word.

Guan Yunheng squinted his eyes for a while, "And? No, it can't be such a meaningless word. He is repeating a word, right?"

"Well, it should be... home."

After finishing speaking, the anxious and dignified expression of the undead melted instantly, and Qin Yue knew that he had guessed right.

"You want to go home, do you know where home is?"

The undead raised his arms, pointed to the south of the city, and then looked at them expectantly.

Guan Yunheng couldn't help complaining: "Are you kidding? Although Rongcheng is not as big as the imperial capital, the city is now a hundred times larger than the Republic of China. With such a large area in the south of the city, can we still ask people from door to door?"

Qin Yue also sighed, and stared in that direction for a while, "I think of a way, but it's not necessarily accurate."

The eyes of the undead and Guan Yunheng lit up at the same time, "What way?"

"Let's go, find a place with few people. Please come here too." Qin Yue pulled Guan Yunheng and said to the soul again.

The two of them approached the grove in the park together.Qin Yue picked up a branch and drew a pattern on the ground, "There are a lot of people outside, and there are also ghosts mixed in. There are fewer people here, and it is relatively clean."

As soon as the words fell, I heard a scolding in dialect, "I hate it, don't touch me!"

Hmm... I say I hate it, but I don't really hate it, but the kind that is sweet and greasy, and makes people blush.

Another voice coaxed: "Which door is it? Let me tell you, there are not even ghosts here at night!"

Qin Yue began to sweat on his forehead.There are not only ghosts, but also two big living people.

Before he could react, the man and woman had already started teasing and teasing, and occasionally there was a suspicious sound of water.

"……"unwise!The ancestors had a saying, "On the moon, the head of the willow, and the people make an appointment after dusk".

"Purity? What kind of cleanliness is this?" Guan Yunheng leaned into his ear and said with a half-smile.

"Cough, it's okay. This kind of problem can be solved." Qin Yue pushed Guan Yunheng hard, signaling him not to argue in front of outside "people".

The undead looked at him, then at Guan Yunheng, and finally made an expression of realization.This expression broke through Qin Yue's psychological defense, making him wish he could stand up and run away.

On the other hand, Guan Yunheng stood up straight, squeezed his chin, and laughed brazenly.

"Guan Yunheng!" Qin Yue's face was about to smoke, but thanks to the cover of the moonlight, he was not too embarrassed, "Well, actually... well, forget it. You can think what you want."

What's the point of explaining to a dead person, not to mention that some things are just like that.

He erected a barrier to block disturbing voices, then let the undead stand in the center of the pattern, picked up a fallen leaf and threw it away.The fallen leaves violated the common sense of physics, floating in the air, spinning quickly, and then stopped.

"Why do you make it look like a compass?"

"Yes, this is a technique of other families, called Gui Sinan, which is specially used to guide the souls of the dead who cannot return home."

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