The master of metaphysics is trying to break up again

Among all the ghosts, the ghosts of miscarriage are the most terrifying.This kind of ghost is transformed from a stillborn pregnant woman, so it usually has one body and two souls.

The mother's love for protecting the child is already terrifying, and because the baby spirit in the pregnant woman's body has been formed through hard work, it is difficult to truly gain life. This breath has been held until death, and the hatred is not comparable to that of ordinary ghosts. The older the child is, the more fierce the ghost will be.

If this kind of ghost dies in vain, it can only be saved, but not suppressed. Suppression is against ethics, and it is easy to be punished by heaven.

Yan Chenglong couldn't use the ultimate move, and it was very hard to deal with the female ghost. He shouted at Lin Xuekuang and Li Qian, and finally divided his attention.

Li Qian touched his neck, there was nothing serious except for a strangle mark, picked up his sword again, and said, "I'll help you!"

Lin Xuekuang didn't step forward, but took two steps back, glanced at the wound on the female ghost's abdomen, and thought: Where's her child?

The mother's body is here, and the infant spirit cannot be too far away.

Surrounded by chaotic crying, Lin Xuekuang closed his eyes to block his vision, and all the small airflow fluctuations and collisions of resentment around him gradually began to be discernible.

Then he suddenly opened his eyes, jumped up, and a talisman flew from his fingers and hit the nothingness in front of him.

With a sound of "crash", something invisible seemed to shatter in the air, and then a small blue-black hand suddenly stretched out and struck towards Lin Xuekuang's face.

As soon as Lin Xuekuang grasped that little hand, he swung it vigorously, and grabbed it with his back. The next moment, the female ghost let out a shrill scream, and the little baby spirit was already held by Lin Xuekuang, shaking like a carrot. shaken.

"what--"

Yingling could not speak yet, let alone be afraid, so he barked his teeth and claws at Lin Xuekuang.But the female ghost panicked all of a sudden, leaving Yan Chenglong and Li Qian behind, and rushed towards Lin Xuekuang, but Li Qian took the opportunity to block her.

This baby spirit was so ugly, Lin Xuekuang was a little disgusted, he held him and frowned for a moment, took out a quick toffee from his pocket, and tentatively threw it into the baby spirit's mouth.

"Ah-ah-"

This little ghost had never eaten anything from the human world, and he was baring his teeth, when he suddenly tasted the sweetness of candy, he was stunned for a while, and then looked at Lin Xuekuang with surprise on his face.

Lin Xuekuang: "..." It's really ugly.

This thing still looks like a newborn baby with a wrinkled face. It looks a bit like an alien. If you give it candy, it will be a father. It even tried to open its small hands to ask Lin Xuekuang for a hug.

Lin Xuekuang threw the infant spirit to Li Qian, and said, "You hold it, and you will repay my kindness for saving your life."

Li Qian caught it with a look of resistance, and was about to throw it back to Lin Xuekuang. Hearing what he said, his hands froze.

After the mother and child were brought under control, the barrier of resentful spirits around them gradually dissipated, revealing a blue sky and a moon-white background, and even the resentment permeating the entire campus gradually faded under the breeze. The teaching building with lights on in the distance looked quiet and peaceful, as if nothing had happened just now.

Li Qian touched the wound on his neck, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, feeling as if he had spent half his life in resentment just now.

He said: "Let's go, we still have to see what's going on with my sister and Xiao Zhao. I'll call someone over to investigate the matter of grievance later."

Lin Xuekuang pondered for a while, and gestured: "I want to check around, you guys go first."

Li Qian said: "Then I will accompany you."

As soon as he spoke, his voice was hoarse as if it had been ground by sandpaper. Lin Xuekuang said, "Forget it. Besides, I don't have any clues, so I just wander around."

He sent everyone away, and only then began to carefully look at the multi-purpose hall in the shape of a tomb bag.

Nothing unusual can be seen from the outside. The entire venue is not too big. There is only one gate, which has been locked at this time, but a window on the second floor is still open.

Lin Xuekuang touched the curved smooth outer wall with his hand, roughly estimated the difficulty of going up, then stepped back for a certain distance, and then took a few steps to run up. Using this inertia, he rushed straight to the building like parkour. the wall.

The inertia was about to run out, and his feet slipped. Lin Xuekuang's hand had already pressed hard on the wall, and he turned over using the momentum, and his whole body slammed sideways into the open window.

He landed on half-bent knees, stood up and looked around, and found that he should be in an office where teachers rest temporarily. The space is very small, and the real activity venues are all on the first floor of the venue.

The breath here is very strange, it seems to have Yin Qi, but it seems to be deliberately covered by another breath, the two are intertwined, making it impossible to make a clear judgment.

Lin Xuekuang went downstairs, took out a small bottle of oil from the Sanqing Temple that had been burning for a hundred years, and poured two drops into the air.

The oil droplets fell in mid-air, Lin Xuekuang flicked them with a flick of his fingers, smashing them into water mist, and then suddenly burst into splendor, a rainbow spread out in the mid-air, very splendid and gorgeous.

This lamp oil has never been the most accurate in responding to Yin Qi. The color of this neon line may be dark or light, and the distribution is uneven, and the more colorful the place, the more dangerous it is.

Lin Xuekuang found that the wall under the window on his right had the thickest color, and was about to walk over to see what was going on, when his eyes suddenly turned and fell to the table tennis table not far from him.

He asked, "Who's there? Come out."

After finishing speaking, Lin Xuekuang waited for a while, and the surrounding area could hear the sound of needles falling. It is estimated that the person who hid was still taking chances, thinking that Lin Xuekuang was threatening himself, and he could pass the test as long as he pretended to be dead.

Unfortunately, soon, Lin Xuekuang walked over and tapped on the table twice with his fingers.

He didn't say anything more, but the two "dong dong" sounds seemed to hit people's hearts directly. After a while, a person came out from under the table slowly.

Lin Xuekuang saw that he was still wearing a No. [-] Middle School uniform. He looked seventeen or eighteen years old, but he was actually a high school student.

Lin Xuekuang looked familiar, thought for a while, and asked tentatively, "Huo Zihang?"

Huo Zihang was already nervous, but at this moment he was taken aback, his eyes widened and he said, "How do you know me?"

Lin Xuekuang said, "It's really you. Your father is a teacher in our school. Didn't he say that you are not feeling well? What are you doing here in the middle of the night?"

Huo Zihang is Huo Bin's son. In his previous life, Lin Xuekuang often saw him eating in the school cafeteria with his father's card, so he quickly recognized him.Huo Zihang didn't know him at all.

He saw that although Lin Xuekuang was a few years older than himself, but he did look like a student, he was a little convinced, and stammered: "I, I, I have something to do, you, didn't you come too? You What are you doing at our school?"

Huo Zihang really doesn't look like his father at all, he looks very guilty when he looks like this, Lin Xuekuang smiled slightly, raised his hand to him, with a folded piece of A4 paper between his fingers, and said, "I'm here to arrest you!" .”

Huo Zihang's expression suddenly changed, Lin Xuekuang kicked it, and another carbon pen rolled out on the ground.

——Huo Zihang came here alone in the middle of the night to invite the pen fairy.

The piece of paper that Lin Xuekuang received had a big circle drawn in the middle, and around it were written "yes", "no", "male" and "female" and other commonly used words for asking for a pen fairy.

Inviting a pen fairy is also a kind of Yin trick, so it's no wonder that Huo Zihang has a headache and tinnitus.

Lin Xuekuang had heard Wu Mengyu say several times that Mr. Huo’s child is a good student in the school, and has always been very sensible and obedient. Today he met a real person, but he didn’t see anything else. Lin Xuekuang only thought that this kid was really brave. Also big.

Huo Zihang was really confused: "What is arresting people? You, you are arresting me? Why, you are going to fail, kidnapping me and threatening my dad to pass 60 for you?"

Lin Xuekuang said: "Why did you invite the Bixian? Do you want the Bixian to bless you to get into a good university?"

Huo Zihang hesitated for a moment, and said, "If I tell you, can you not tell my dad what happened tonight?"

Lin Xuekuang said, "You speak first."

Huo Zihang pleaded: "Brother, can I call you brother? I really can't let my dad know about this...I promise you I won't come here again. It's useless to come, I didn't even invite you."

Lin Xuekuang thought, that's because there are already two evil ghosts here, and you dare not invite any pen fairy to come.

He said: "if you keep your promise, I won't tell Mr. Huo about today's affairs. That's all right, tell me. "

Huo Zihang groaned for a while, then said, "Guo Ci was smashed by the basketball hoop, I just wanted to ask Bixian if she could get better."

It turned out that there was a girl named Guo Ci on the Huozi flight. During the indoor physical education class a few days ago, the basketball hoop suddenly fell down. Everyone else was fine. Only Guo Ci happened to be sitting there reading a book, and accidentally kowtowed when she was running away. , fainted on the spot.

The teacher immediately sent her to the hospital for examination and took pictures. Except for a slight concussion, no other abnormalities were found, but Guo Ci just didn't wake up again and became a vegetable.

Lin Xuekuang had solved a lot of bizarre cases, and when he listened to people, he would habitually look for logical loopholes first. He asked, "Aren't you in physical education class? Why is she reading?"

Huo Zihang said: "She writes a math exercise book. It turns out that Guo Ci's grades are not good. She has studied hard recently, but it is still very difficult to keep up with her grades, so she hastened her time."

Lin Xuekuang said again: "Then who taught you to ask for a pen fairy? Are you not afraid when you come here so late?"

Huo Zihang said: "Bixian is very popular. Many people in our school know it. It seems that nothing happened... Guo Ci has never woken up, and I have no other choice."

Lin Xuekuang raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you like her?"

Huo Zihang's face turned red, but he still let out an "ah", and said in a low voice, "Yes, she is very nice. Brother, you...don't tell my dad."

It's always easy to find slight resemblances in young people. Huo Zihang's tall and thin figure in school uniform overlaps with the former Xie Wenyuan in an instant.

It was an afternoon not long before the college entrance examination. It was early summer, and the warm wind was blowing. He walked out of the office with a stack of homework in his arms. He walked around a corner under the golden sunlight in the corridor, and then he heard someone talking in front of him. to his own name.

"...Oh, why don't you just say something if you're a brother? It's impossible for me to tell others, so you just say, do you like Lin Xuekuang?"

After a while, Xie Wenyuan's voice came over: "What's the matter, can't you?"

"It's okay, but I think you seem to be asking for guilt, that buddy is not easy to do."

"Who said that." Xie Wenyuan paused, and said in a very small voice, "You don't know, he...is very nice."

……

"Hey, brother? This big brother?"

Huo Zihang said cautiously: "I've said everything I should say, you won't tell my dad, will you?"

Lin Xuekuang came back to his senses and said, "As long as you stop messing around, of course I will keep my word. But asking the pen fairy to treat her will not work. You should wait for the hospital to treat her properly."

He tore up the piece of paper and threw it into the trash can, waved at Huo Zihang, and said, "Let's go."

Huo Zihang turned around and left as if he had been pardoned, but Lin Xuekuang suddenly called him back and put an amulet in his pocket: "Why are you going back to the dormitory?"

Huo Zihang touched the amulet in surprise, and then looked at the colorful lights around him, as if he understood something, he glanced at Lin Xuekuang gratefully: "Our dormitory is on the first floor, so we went in through the window."

After Huo Zihang left, Lin Xuekuang walked towards the most sinister wall he found just now, and when he got closer, he saw that the bricks on the ground were broken, and some soil was even turned up.

Lin Xuekuang remembered what Huo Zihang said just now, turned his head and looked opposite, and saw a lonely basketball hoop there.

In other words, his current location should be where Guo Ci's basketball stand fell. The shelf is probably transported out, but the damaged ground has not had time to repair.

Lin Xuekuang suddenly understood why Huo Zihang wanted to invite Bixian. This basketball stand is high and heavy, and it was directly welded to the ground. Normally, if there is no earthquake, it is impossible to just fall over. It's a little strange.

He thought for a while, took out his short knife, stuck it into the ground, muttered a few words of formulas, and then turned the blade lightly.

The surrounding ground shook slightly, and Lin Xuekuang blasted a piece of the floor tiles apart again, revealing something from the cracked cement and sand.

Lin Xuekuang took it out and saw that it was a thin iron plate with thick scriptures engraved on both the front and back. After reading a few lines, he recognized it as "The Mantra of the Supreme Great Brightness and Consummation Great God".

This sutra was like a thread, connecting everything together in an instant, and it immediately made him clear.

Lin Xuekuang's previous feeling was not wrong. This multi-purpose hall is not like a tomb bag, but deliberately built to look like a tomb bag. There are also blood and iron scripture tablets buried under the ground, in order to suppress the ghosts of the dead and prevent them from causing trouble. Not reincarnated.

What the dead soul and ghost were referring to should be the birth ghost mother and child.

So No. [-] Middle School had been peaceful until now, but recently the resentment between the mother and son finally broke through the suppression, knocked down the basketball hoop, and began to try to make trouble at night.

So why did Qian Wei suddenly betray the water? He couldn't be the child's father.

No. [-] Middle School, Huo Zihang, Huo Bin, Liu Xian... Although the connection between them is not very close, it does exist. These strange things have all rushed together, so whether the strange situation here is related to Liu Xian's death ?

Lin Xuekuang stood there holding the iron plate, and was full of thoughts for a moment, only feeling that there were doubts everywhere, but at this moment, he suddenly had an extremely subtle feeling.

The experience of wandering between life and death for countless times made him make the most correct choice in an instant. Lin Xuekuang turned around and rushed to the window.

However, someone was faster than him, and just as the window was half opened, a hand was placed on the back of Lin Xuekuang's hand, and the hand holding him pushed hard, closing the window tightly again with a "bang". In fact, that strength is so powerful that it is completely irresistible.

Lin Xuekuang frowned, and his other hand grabbed the handle of the knife like lightning, but a gun was already on the back of his head.

With Lin Xuekuang's adaptability and reaction speed, this time, others took advantage of everything.

The man pressed against him firmly, stretched out his hand from behind, covered his mouth, and a voice with a smile said softly: "Don't move."

In an instant, time seemed to return to that night four years ago, with the same tone, gesture, and arrogance that completely controlled everything.

He went around in circles, as if he still hadn't escaped from that nightmarish cage.

Lin Xuekuang was almost pressed against the window, and when he raised his head, he could only see the dark night outside, as if he had returned to the gloomy building on the reef many years ago in an instant.

He seemed to be in a trance for a moment, and the other party seemed to have a strong insight into this emotional change, so he paused slightly.

But then, Lin Xuekuang suddenly jumped up, and he grabbed the barrel of the gun back with his hand, and pulled it sideways. At the same time, he hit back with his left elbow and kicked back with his heel, forcing the opponent's grip to loosen slightly.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lin Xuekuang turned around and faced the person behind him.

——Tang Rin, finally appeared.

He is nearly forty years old, but as Lin Xuekuang said to Xie Wenyuan before, he is well maintained, regardless of his momentum, physique and energy, it seems that he has remained in his prime, which is enough to make people ignore his age.

What the years have left on him is not a trace of weakness, but a mature and profound demeanor.

This was the first time the two met after hiding from the reef. Although Lin Xuekuang got rid of the state of being completely restrained, Tang Lin obviously did not intend to let go.

He still pressed Lin Xuekuang halfway against the window, with one knee slightly bent, pressing down on Lin Xuekuang's leg, and resting his left hand on the window sill by his side, with a leisurely attitude of complete control and carelessness.

Tang Lin looked at Lin Xuekuang with a smile, and scrutinized his face carefully, as if staring at him full of longing after a long absence, but his hand holding the gun was very steady, so Lin Xuekuang's finger holding the barrel of the gun was also firm. Without relaxing at all, it added invisible blood and chill to the atmosphere of this reunion.

After a while, Tang Lin raised his hand, pinched Lin Xuekuang's earlobe, and asked with a smile as if teasing a child, "Why do you look unhappy? Who bullied you, or do you not want to see me?"

Lin Xuekuang said coldly: "Would you be happy if someone pointed a gun at you?"

"So you're angry about this."

Tang Lin laughed, took Lin Xuekuang's hand, put the gun in his palm, and said, "Then you can point it back."

Lin Xuekuang looked at the gun in his hand, and suddenly smiled too.

He shrugged and said bluntly: "Forget it, what's the point? What you are willing to show me has never been your weakness, otherwise you will never have a chance to come back alive this time. Stop teasing people , I don't want to bother."

Tang Lin smiled and said: "Oh, I see, you don't like this. So is it because of this that you want to leave me?"

Lin Xuekuang looked at him with a smile that was not a smile, his eyes were like falling stars: "If I say yes, what price are you willing to pay to save me?"

With a smile on his face, he slowly turned the gun upside down, pointed it at Tang Lin's left chest, and said in a negotiating tone, "For example, how can I kill you?"

"This really stuck with me." Tang Lin said frankly, "I don't know too well, and I am very curious about your question. If you come back to me, at least you can have the opportunity to try more methods. but now……"

He suddenly raised his hand, pinched Lin Xuekuang's chin suddenly, and forcibly lifted it up.

At that moment, Lin Xuekuang's body trembled unconsciously.

"It's not time yet, because you're still afraid of me, baby."