Immersive ghost hunting

Qu Yibai clasped his fingers on the table, "So, how long has he been with Pan Zhuohua?"

"Not long, about 20 years." Chen Sisi said.

"Oh." Ye Silong seemed to be wandering away.

"Cough, cough, cough." The artist beside him began to cough violently, showing signs of waking up.

Hua Dan immediately stood up, and said to Ye Sixong, "Can I trouble you to increase the range of the protective cover?"

Ye Silong enlarged the protective cover a little.

Chen Sisi walked quickly to the painter's side, and looked at him with a slight frown.

"What do you think?" Ye Silong looked at Qu Yibai's phalanx, the ring on it was shining brightly.

"When will this person be able to deal with him?" Qu Yibai replied.

"..."

"You, didn't you already know that my state is not right?" Qu Yibai remembered Ye Silong's inexplicable depression several times before, and Ye Silong even did the horoscope for him.

Ye Silong no longer wanted to hide it, "Yes, you...haven't taken root."

Qu Yibai smiled bitterly, "Then I'm considered...a translucent person now?"

Ye Silong was so distressed that he was almost speechless, "Don't be kidding yourself."

Qu Yibai didn't speak anymore.

Probably don't know how to deal with the current situation.

"Maybe we can try to find He Nian and get the other half's soul back?" Jack said.

"En." Ye Silong and Qu Yibai responded.

But everyone knows that no one has ever tried this method, and these may be just superficial words, and the hope is still very slim.

"What's the general outcome of a situation like mine?" Qu Yibai said calmly.

No one could answer him.

"Where's your Mingjun? When can we meet again?" Ye Silong said to JTT, he really wanted to meet this man who would only live in JTT's mouth forever.

"Hen..." Jack was very melancholy, Mingjun is going to die soon, his whereabouts and whereabouts are unknown, he is a real hen.

Ye Silong pursed his lips at Qu Yibai again and said, "Do you still have memories of the past?"

Qu Yibai shook his head, even his memory before coming to Qiaoxiang was vague.

Ye Silong seemed to have thought of it too.

No wonder there was no one in Qu's mansion, his parents had long since ceased to exist, and the driver didn't take a nap, they were all dead.

Qu Yibai will not be hungry or tired, so he can sometimes eat a lot, and sometimes he can not eat.

But he really loves to eat.

I don't know if there is still a chance to buy wife cakes for Qu Yibai before the matter is resolved?

Qu Yibai loves to eat wife cakes, salty and sweet glutinous rice balls, lard bibimbap, bratwurst...

Ye Silong can tell his favorite food like a few treasures, just like Qu Yibai can do his best to protect him.

From the very beginning, whether in the past or the present, they have always been going in both directions.

The difference is that the identities in the past were two people, but the same is that they may all end up in the same ending.

The dead leaves outside the window couldn't stand the beating of the cold wind, and the wind blew softly, and then fell down, and the broken leaves fell on the tip of people's hearts in circles, and the two standing by the window People, one looks bitter, and the other looks sad.

After all, the past cannot be traced, and the dead cannot be left behind.

"Then Pan Zhuohua's popularity has been so high recently, could it be because of Pan He?" Qu Yibai said, looking back at Huadan, "Pan Zhuohua and Pan He should have a good relationship, right?"

After all, they are sympathetic.

"Pan He and Pan Zhuohua are still in a good relationship." Chen Sisi responded.

"Pan Zhuohua gathered the ghost baby, the yellow hair, and the painter together, and tried to kill them one by one to absorb the essence..." Qu Yibai frowned, "If I remember correctly, the ghost baby also has harelips?"

Ye Silong snapped his fingers, "Yes, they should be the reincarnation of 'murderers'."

"Actually, Pan Zhuohua has been growing for so many years... the other half of Lushen's soul will also grow." Chen Sisi looked at Qu Yibai, didn't this soul turn into a human body because of his obsession?

Ye Silong stared ahead, rubbing his thumb unconsciously against his index finger, "So Pan Zhuohua absorbs the essence of his previous life and those who participated in the murder case for more and more skills."

Qu Yibo silently agreed.

"Ahem——" The artist finally opened his eyes.

"You're awake." Chen Sisi gently stroked him with a hand that could penetrate the painter's body.

"I'm back?" The painter looked at the people around, and said to himself, "What's going on? Why did you escape, Sisi?"

After finishing, he looked at Qu Yibai again, his expression froze suddenly, "You, you, you are——"

Chen Sisi smiled apologetically at Qu Yibai, "I told him before."

"En." Qu Yibai's voice was a little hoarse.

"So, what's going on here, why are they here?" The painter looked at Chen Sisi's phantom without blinking, as if afraid that she would disappear, his face was full of worry.

Chen Sisi smiled, with tears in her eyes, "Pan Zhuohua is here, you see, the three of them are messengers of the underworld, I have been hiding for so long, and now I have appeared openly, I can't justify it, I will leave soon .”

She pointed to the three of JTT.

The painter stared intently at Chen Sisi, motionless.

"I've been with you for so long, I should be satisfied."

After a while, the painter turned his eyes away, and looked at the ground in a daze, his voice was low and hoarse: "Where are you going?"

In fact, he knew that there would be such a day sooner or later, and he was dreading the arrival of this day every day, but at the same time, he also understood that it was inevitable, that there would be a day when people would be separated from each other, let alone people and ghosts?

Different paths lead to different destinations, but this day has come too early.

"I don't know where I will go." Chen Sisi's heart was pierced like a knife, but she still appeared calm on the surface, "I will leave the last of my energy to you to protect your life's safety. I know this is for you It's cruel to say that I failed to accompany you to the end in this life, and you will bear the loneliness of this prosperous life in the future alone with the memory of me. I know it's very selfish, but I still don't want you to forget me."

The painter's heart was full of sourness, "I understand, it really is a stranger."

For some reason, this sentence hit Ye Shuang's heart.

When he turned to look at Qu Yibai, Qu Yibai was also looking at him.

Different ways, different ways, really different ways.

The two still had a tacit understanding, pursing their lips in silence.

The future is uncertain, and many things continue until now to feel deep pain.

Perhaps this is also the unfinished ending of the previous life, and it is only now that he suddenly realized it.

Tears suddenly welled up in Ye Silong's eyes, and then he covered his face and wept uncontrollably.

Qu Yibai's eyelashes trembled slightly, and a smile appeared in front of the corner of his mouth. He stretched out his hand and gently touched Ye Shuang's face, "Don't cry, there is still a big problem to be solved."

Jack also comforted him: "That's right, get rid of Pan Zhuohua first and then cry, Brother Ye."

Tammy and Tony also echoed: "Yes, yes, it's not too late to cry slowly."

Ye Silong was crying and wanted to kill them with a knife.

He wiped away his tears, "Then take out the painter as bait."

"?" The artist reflexively stared at Ye Silong suddenly.

"Just listen to them, you'll be fine with my spirit protecting you." Chen Sisi's voice was very soft.

The painter just lowered his head and didn't speak.

Ye Silong returned to his normal expression, "Go to the rooftop."

He wants to put all the tails left over from his previous life back in place.

"What?" Tony didn't know what to say.

"In my previous life, Pan Zhuohua fell to his death after injuring Pan Zhuotong on the rooftop." Qu Yibai's face was as pale as paper when he said this, "Let everything go back to the original point, and then go back to the protagonist of the story. Solve it."

"Are you going?" The painter looked at Chen Sisi lingeringly, as if he wanted to imprint all the details of her face deeply in his mind.

"She's not going." Tammy stepped forward with a piece of paper, "Just leave now."

Oh, what a heart of stone!Ye Silong slapped his thigh and looked at them.

Qu Yibo watched helplessly as Chen Sisi's body turned into a puff of smoke, and then some fine powder left behind flowed into the artist's eyebrows along an invisible carrier.

The painter burst into tears.

Qu Yibo stroked the ring, his palms were soaked in cold sweat.

Will the final ending of him and Ye Silong be like this?In contrast, Qu Yibai was a little envious of them, after all they have been together for many years, even if they are not on the same boundary.

But he and Ye Slong, together with those from the previous life and this life, have only been together for only a few years.

And he has forgotten all about his previous life.

What is he going to do?He really doesn't know.

After writing down the Jiezi at the beginning, there is no follow-up.

He doesn't like this feeling, he urgently needs to know the answer, he wants to solve this problem perfectly.

"What's wrong with you?" Ye Silong watched the movements of his hands.

After comforting others, you emo again?

"No." Qu Yibai replied simply.

"Oh."

About ten minutes later, seeing that the artist had no urge to stop, Ye Silong stepped forward and patted him on the back, "Don't cry, let's go."

Forgive him, he decided to be a hard-hearted person.

"Well, let's go." Qu Yibai led the way, they were going to the Pan family's old house, the small building with screens and rockery secret rooms.

Ye Silong seemed to have made some major decision, "I'll go shopping first."

"What to buy? I'll go with you." Qu Yibai said.

"No, you wait for me at the intersection, I'll be quick." After Ye Silong finished speaking, he ran out like a wild horse.

He didn't feel stupid until he reached the gate of Rongji.

At this point, Rong Kee still has an hour to open the door.

Ye Silong once again decided to be a person without quality.

He began to slap on the iron gate vigorously.

"Is anyone there!! I'm in a hurry!! I want to buy pancakes!!!" He ran to tap the glass window again, and tried to look inside through the window.

Maybe it was because he made too much noise, a waiter opened the window impatiently, "The cake is not ready yet, can't you see the business hours at the door?"

Ye Silong's tone was a little mournful: "If it's not good, I want it too. I really need it now. I only want two."

The buddy nuzzled his lips and said hesitantly: "Okay...well, I'll pick two for you that are as cooked as possible. But it's definitely not tasty."

It doesn't taste good either.

Ye Silong ran towards Qu Yibai holding the two pancakes whose eggs were not yet cooked through.