After being forced to debut in metaphysics, I became popular

In the silent laboratory, how long did the distraught young man sit in a daze, the director Zhang Wubing stayed in the cabinet with him for a long time, not daring to come out.

Even though his mind wasn't online, the young man was unconsciously repeating a name repeatedly in a low voice.

Zhang Wubing didn't hear clearly at first, but later he gradually realized that the name was "Lan Ze".

orchid?

Zhang Wubing blinked, and suddenly thought of the name that the staff of the other party mentioned in distress when he was in contact with the Binhai City official.

The Lan family reported to the police that their son was missing, but all the clues that have been searched so far point to the fact that the son of that family was killed.

At that time, the staff member casually mentioned it sadly, and sighed to Zhang Wubing: "Director Zhang, what kind of world do you think this is? An excellent student from Binh University just disappeared. I just found the clue at the beginning. At that time, we didn’t dare to confirm it, and we didn’t dare to tell the parents.”

"How can you bear it... I feel uncomfortable just thinking about it. Oh yes, Director Zhang, you are also from Binda University, right? Are you from Binda University's director department?"

Zhang Wubing didn't care about it before, he just chatted casually and sighed a few words along with him.

But now, as he quietly watched the young man outside through the gap in the cabinet door, a strange idea suddenly popped up in his heart.

Could it be... the Lanze that this young man was talking about was the college student who disappeared and died?

After all, all the information is correct.

But look at this young man's expression...

Zhang Wubing couldn't help being infected by the young man's depressed mood, showing a look of intolerance.

But even though Zhang Wubing wanted to comfort the young man softly, he knew very well in his heart that the situation was unclear at this time, and he didn't even know whether the young man was a human or a ghost.

In the absence of Yan Shixun, it is better for him to hide obediently.

Facts soon proved that Zhang Wubing's decision was correct.

"Snapped!"

The lights in the laboratory suddenly went dark.

The entire experimental building was plunged into darkness, and the eerie ghostly aura engulfed everything.

Zhang Wubing felt apprehensive, he didn't dare to vent his breath.

He worked hard for a long time before his eyes got used to the darkness, and he began to use the dim light to roughly judge the situation through the blurred figure silhouette outside the cabinet door.

The young man also looked very surprised, with a confused look, and he didn't seem to understand the reason for the black light.

The darkness continued to spread.

It seemed that the power of the entire campus had been cut off. With the experimental building as the center, the darkness spread rapidly to the surroundings, including the dormitories and lecture halls, where there was no light at all.

In an instant, the entire Binda campus fell into dead silence, and unknown fear permeated the darkness.

The screams and shouts that sounded from the dormitory area, even passed through the boulevard, were vaguely sent to the experimental building by the wind.

The young Yan Shixun stopped in his tracks. He raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the dormitory from the window beside him. His eyes were dim.

Zhang Wubing next to him also noticed the things in the dormitory area because of this, and exclaimed a little.

But Zhang Wubing quickly realized that it was not suitable, and quickly covered his mouth.

Then he still couldn't hold back, and asked the young and unruly young man beside him: "Brother Yan, the people in the dormitory... are you okay?"

The young Yan Shixun didn't make a sound, but the hand hanging by his side was tightly clenched into a fist.

It's not that he doesn't worry about the people in the dormitory, but that he sees that this place is not reality.

Injured or dead in the world constructed by ghost energy, there is still a chance of life after all.

But once the ghost energy is allowed to leak into reality and threaten life in reality, tens of thousands of people in Binda will face real danger and death.

The current situation of insufficient manpower, even the future "self" is trapped in this world, and it is very likely that the reality of the "future" is suffering from this danger...

He has to make trade-offs.

The sooner you can suppress the ghost energy from the source and solve everything, the more you can snatch life back from death.

The young Yan Shixun gritted his teeth, his handsome face was determined.

Then he squeezed out a word from between his teeth: "Go."

Zhang Wubing, who trusted Yan Shixun wholeheartedly, would not question his decision.

Zhang Wubing just looked in the direction of the dormitory area worriedly, startled by the screams coming from the wind, and followed behind Yan Shixun anxiously.

Shielded by the strong ghostly aura, the young Yan Shixun felt a resistance.

He wanted to reach out and figure out where the most central place of ghost aura was in the experimental building.

But the hexagrams are constantly changing, like a compass that has been severely disturbed and malfunctioned.

After Yan Shixun tried several times, he finally put down his palm unwillingly, with a stern look in his eyes.

If the culprit appeared in front of him now, he could even tear it to shreds with his own hands.

But innocence and fantasy are not Yan Shixun's strong points.

If one way fails, then change another way.

The young Yan Shixun walked unconsciously into the laboratory building, while forcing himself to calm down all disturbing emotions, allowing his mind to function quickly.

The failure of the divination calculation is because the ghost energy gathers and covers the sky and the earth.

However, he has long guessed that not only himself is here, but also his future "self".

Yan Shixun is very aware of his personality, irritable and indifferent, the type that many people would not want to make friends with.

However, he has a nature that will never change - he will never escape.

Even if he knows that the road ahead is death, he will only embark on the journey firmly.

And the future self came here...

The young Yan Shixun slightly lowered his eyes, his originally tense expression finally showed a smile, and his lips curved slightly.

He and his future "self" are different bodies of the same person. Since he knows that the future "self" will take the initiative to find the source of everything, he just needs to let go of all perceptions and let his intuition lead him, because the same body is attracted And the "self" who is going to the future...isn't that all right?

Like a person who fell into the water, he gave up all his actions and calmly let his consciousness sink infinitely.

The water waves will naturally lift him out of the water.

The young Yan Shixun stood still for a moment, then opened his eyes again, walking forward with firm and bright eyes.

"Eh? Brother Yan, how do you know that I want to go this way?"

Zhang Wubing said in surprise: "Is this called understanding? I just felt that Brother Yan, the path you are taking now is very kind."

Um……?

Hearing this, the young Yan Shixun stopped abruptly, and looked at Zhang Wubing beside him with probing and doubtful eyes.

Because the laboratory building of the School of Chemistry is a dangerous place, from the very beginning of construction planning, chemical explosion or spill accidents have been considered, so safe passages have been built layer by layer to ensure that the laboratories on each floor can be recovered in the shortest possible time. Rushed to the first floor to carry out evacuation work.

It can be said that the experimental building is the building with the most safe passages in Binda University, and there are staggered stairs everywhere.

If one is not careful, it will be like going through a maze, going up from the first floor and appearing at the gate of the first floor inexplicably.

If it is not a student from the School of Chemistry who often comes to do experiments, it is easy to get lost in the experiment building.

Even the mystery of getting lost in the experimental building was listed as one of the top ten campus stories of Binda University.

——The coffin lecture hall ranks first.

Yan Shixun glanced at the path he perceived.

From the surrounding dust and the closed smell of no one for a long time, he was sure that this road would not be the main choice of many people, it was just a very remote path.

I am afraid that even the students of the School of Chemistry will rarely choose this path.

But Zhang Wubing, who has never been to the experimental building, said that this road is "kind".

The young Yan Shixun didn't think it was a coincidence.

Under the avenue, everything is inevitable.

Although they are often masked under the illusion of chance.

Yan Shixun looked at Zhang Wubing gravely, making his back tremble.

"Yan, Brother Yan." Zhang Wubing swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and asked tremblingly, "Did I say something wrong?"

"You just said, kind?" Yan Shixun asked in a deep voice, "Why?"

Zhang Wubing: "???"

He was full of question marks, at a loss as to why Yan Shixun asked such a question.

However, out of habitual trust in Yan Shixun, he still obediently explained: "I think if it was only me, I would definitely go this way."

"How beautiful this road is."

Zhang Wubing stretched out his hand, gestured towards the stairs, and tried to explain to Yan Shixun the reason why he chose this road: "The other roads are as dark as hell, but this road seems to have light, which is much brighter."

In Zhang Wubing's eyes, this staircase seemed to be deliberately lit up, but it was another road. He felt that it was dark and scary at a glance, and he didn't want to walk through it at all.

He tried to explain the reason to Yan Shixun, but couldn't understand why Yan Shixun couldn't understand his choice.

"........."

The young Yan Shixun looked up suspiciously at the dark stairwell, and fell silent.

Because the stairs here are rarely used, the aunt in charge of cleaning may have piled up some cleaning tools and paper shells here for convenience, and the windows have accumulated dust because they have not been wiped for a long time.

In such a weak light situation, this road is the least transparent.

The scene in Yan Shixun's field of vision was just the opposite of Zhang Wubing's.

—— From the stairs here, there is a trace of ghostly air spreading over, making the whole space even darker.

This is also the reason why Yan Shixun was so determined after letting himself be attracted by his future "self" and choosing this path.

Because of the existence of ghosts.

However, Zhang Wubing said that this road is the only one with light...?

Yan Shixun looked at Zhang Wubing speechlessly, making question marks on his head, not knowing what happened.

Suddenly, Yan Shixun remembered what happened when Zhang Wubing entered the building.

Even the gate of hell, which is difficult for him, was easily pushed away by Zhang Wubing, and he entered without any obstacles...

Yan Shixun: ...I only know that this guy's physique attracts ghosts, but I didn't expect that he could still take the initiative to stick into a ghost's nest?

After figuring out the reason, Yan Shixun looked at Zhang Wubing inexplicably, then took a step back slightly, and stretched out his hand to signal Zhang Wubing to move forward.

"you go first."

He really wanted to see how serious Zhang Wubing's ghostly automatic navigation physique was.

Zhang Wubing: "???"

Although he didn't know what to do, he still walked ahead obediently.

After going up the stairs, Zhang Wubing turned to the remote side road very naturally.

Young Yan Shixun: ...It is exactly the same as what I perceive.

He looked at Zhang Wubing's back with complicated eyes.

Zhang Wubing trembled when he saw it, he hesitated and said, "Brother Yan?"

"It's okay, you continue to move forward, and you lead the way."

Yan Shixun still regained his composure, and said in a deep voice, "Maybe, because of your existence, I can arrive one step faster than that person."

Young Yan Shixun: Desire to win.

He won a round with his future "self" before the official meeting, which made his mood, which had been depressed due to the ghost, a lot better, and even put a smile on his handsome face.

So he was even more satisfied with Zhang Wubing.

If the little unlucky guy encounters ghosts again after this, he also owes him a share of karma for the fact that the little unlucky guy has allowed himself to beat his future "self".

Next time, consider saving his life by the way.

The young Yan Shixun thought casually.

Zhang Wubing, who was walking in front, caught a glimpse of the smile on Yan Shixun's face from the corner of his eye, but Ping An didn't realize that it was caused by him just now.

At the same moment, the spell in Yan Shixun's hand on the other side became invalid, and the golden rune was like a flame extinguished by water, and quickly went dark.

Also gloomy was Yan Shixun's face.

Different from the yellow talisman spells commonly used by ordinary Taoists, the spells he used at this time have no specific carrier, and are all formed in one go by his own strength, appearing in the air.

There will be no failure to say.

Unless... for the spell, the surrounding ghost energy is already strong enough to bury the light.

In the field that ordinary people can't see, the ghost energy and the power of the talisman clashed early, but the talisman was defeated, and the light was extinguished.

Yan Shixun could perceive that at the same time when all the lights were turned off just now, the ghostly aura in the experimental building became stronger.

The air is like sticky jelly, and it takes all the strength of the whole body to take a step forward, as difficult as walking in a swamp surrounded by fog.

Difficulty.

But the worst thing was that the ghostly aura covered the sky and the sun, and Yan Shixun completely lost the power to communicate with the heaven and the earth.

He couldn't figure out where Chengjing was now.

Yan Shixun's handsome face was so gloomy that water dripped out.

The ghost energy permeated into his meridians, as if being squeezed by the overly dense ghost energy around him, infusing his body with strength that did not belong to a stranger.

If ordinary people were here, they would probably have lost all mobility, or even died, because of the ghost energy invading their bodies.

But Yan Shixun felt much more comfortable.

He raised his slender fingers and nimbly pinched the magic weapon again.

Another pale palm with well-defined bones gently covered the back of his hand, and the big hand protected his palm.

"Shi Xun, do you want to predict the person named Cheng Jing?"

Ye Li's voice was deep and magnetic, and he said calmly: "The world should not, I should."

Yan Shixun's face was stained with doubts, he didn't know the reason for Ye Li's words.

But the next moment, where Ye Li was in contact with him, a blood-red light slowly lit up.

The ghostly aura around him instantly seemed to have seen something extremely terrifying, and frantically fled from the space around Yan Shixun to the distance.

In an instant, the place where they were standing was empty, without a trace of ghost aura.

It's like a vacuum.

And Dao looked down at this.

Yan Shixun slowly opened his eyes wide.

"Call on my name, I am your God."

Ye Li lowered his eyes to look at Yan Shixun, his calm tone concealed traces of affection: "No matter what kind of power you want to ask for, as long as you open your mouth, you will get it."

"I promise you that."

Long black hair slid down his shoulders, Ye Li lowered his head slightly, approaching Yan Shixun.

The breath of the two blended, and the emotions in each other's eyes were clearly seen.

"So...call me, Yan Shixun."

Ye Li said softly: "Through me, you will gain the world."

At this moment, Yan Shixun was rarely in a daze where his thoughts went blank.

The thinking that had been running was stuck, like a mechanical gear stopped, and all the work stopped.

The only thing he focused on was this stern face that was close at hand.

There is also the seriousness and solemnity in the eyes of the person in front of you.

Yan Shixun opened his mouth, but couldn't speak the syllables smoothly.

Ye Li didn't urge him, just looked at him quietly, waiting for him to sort out all the clues.

This is his unique exorcist, the only light in the deep Fengdu for thousands of years.

He saw him shining brightly like the sun and the moon, and saw him walking on the earth, walking impartially on the boundary between yin and yang, and never made a mistake.

Save the people who should be saved, but also protect innocent ghosts.

In the eyes of this person, there is no difference between human beings, gods and ghosts.

Even if a god has made a mistake, he should not be negligent.

This is... his ghost exorcist.

Just grinding Yan Shixun's name between his lips and teeth will make Ye Li's heart tremble slightly, feeling and cherishing it.

He was once disappointed in the world, and even tired of leaving a glimmer of life for the world.

Feng Du turned around, the gate of hell was closed tightly.

In the deep hall, the sentence "there is no salvation in the world" has become the command of countless ghosts and gods subordinate to Fengdu.

They look at the world and the avenue headed for overthrow with cold eyes.

Even if a layman from the human world went to the former site of Fengdu, found out where the ghost gate of Fengdu was, and entered the ghost king's hall, he still failed to reverse the determination of the ghosts and gods.

But until now, Ye Li didn't know——

That's because in the world he has seen, there is no exorcist named Yan Shixun.

If it is for Yan Shixun's mountains and rivers...he is willing to provoke the avenue and protect the world.

Ye Li quietly looked down at Yan Shixun, waiting for his answer.

And Yan Shixun quickly calmed down after a short period of confusion, he was so ugly from the messy information, and smoothed out the truth.

The scenes of Ye Li in the past quickly flashed in his mind, and every word he said was re-screened by his ears, the fragmented information was gradually integrated, and the fragments of thinking pieced together a complete pattern.

He said, call on my name, I am your God.

He said, I am with the Heaven and Earth Avenue.

...He is not the patriarch of the sect who enshrines the gods.

He is God himself.

The avenue was overturned, and the gods died.

Yan Shixun originally thought that there were no gods, especially the high-level gods, who had already assimilated with the Dao, and only a little power remained to support the Dao.

Even today's ascetics ask the gods for help, but they are only borrowing some residual power from the gods of the past.

This is also the reason why, compared with a hundred years ago, there are fewer and fewer ascetics available today, and the reason why the veteran Taoists of Haiyun Temple frequently enter meditation.

Even if there are some gods who escaped the end of the catastrophe because of the belief of the people, like the mountain god of Yelangfeng, they are only a very small number.

Besides, under the avenue, there is no luck.

Even though the mountain god of Yelangfeng escaped the catastrophe, he died because of the people she protected because of the karma of the people helping her avoid the disaster.

There are no exceptions.

Dao will not leave a righteous god alone.

Therefore, Yan Shixun never doubted that Ye Li's real identity would be a certain god.

Until now, until Ye Li himself uttered the final answer.

Why... a god was left behind on the Dao, and why did this god appear in the world and by his side?

Yan Shixun's expression was in a trance for a moment.

But the strength with which Ye Li clenched his palm pulled him back to his sanity.

Yan Shixun regained his composure, and met Ye Li's calm and expectant eyes.

Like to say - you know.

my name……

The name of God is no different from God.

Yan Shixun moved his lips, but he still read the two syllables he was already familiar with.

"Ye... Li."

In an instant, the ice and snow melted, the spring water gurgled, and thousands of lotus flowers bloomed brightly.

Ye Li's sharp and stern eyebrows softened, and with a smile in his eyes, he gently responded to Yan Shixun.

"I'm here."

"I'm here, Shi Xun."

He lowered his head, his tall body leaned forward slightly, his slightly cool forehead was pressed against Yan Shixun's, his breath blended, and his skin touched.

Yan Shixun's entire field of vision was occupied by Ye Li, and he could even feel Ye Li's bridge of nose across his cheek.

But at this moment, he could no longer care about the distance with Ye Lila.

There is also the matter of the existence of the gods and even the fact that they have been by his side all the time, occupying all his mind.

When Yan Shixun didn't realize it, he was already Ye Li with all his heart and eyes.

"Moving and fulfilling Tibet, karma before and after the catastrophe. I am free in my body, and I am always immortal. I will practice extensively for ten thousand kalpas and prove my supernatural powers. The three realms and myriad phenomena are the only ones..."①

Ye Li's voice was deep and calm, and he spit out the syllables clearly.

The moment those syllables were scattered in the air, they turned into dark red light, circling and climbing along the palms of Ye Li and Yan Shixun's clenched hands, entwining Yan Shixun's meridians.

Yan Shixun could feel a powerful and majestic force surging through his meridians.

At that moment, he felt as if his soul had withdrawn from his body, abandoned the tangible things, and ascended to a higher sky, overlooking the earth.

The avenue is invisible, giving birth to heaven and earth.

The avenue is nameless, and it grows all things. ②

In a split second, Yan Shixun seemed to melt into the avenue, fierce ghosts and evils wailed at his feet, and he was in charge of all the deep and deep spirits, life and death.

At the moment when Yan Shixun was stunned, Ye Li's eyes were filled with a smile, he raised his head slightly, and lightly kissed Yan Shixun's eyes with his thin, bloodless lips.

One touch away.

"Shi Xun...I'll give you my name."

The voice fell, and the world lowered its eyes.

Da Dao witnessed Ye Li's promise.

This is... what ghosts and gods can give, everything about oneself.

The ghosts and gods who once couldn't even deal with the Dao, but because of a group of bright souls, walked down the Fengdu Ghost Palace and stepped into the human world.

He stepped down from the altar, turned from a high statue to a man of flesh and blood again, the heart that had been dead for thousands of years began to beat again, and the time frozen on him began to rotate again.

Thousands of years ago, on the battlefield where corpses were strewn across the field, flags were broken, corpses piled up, and blood flowed across the oars.

The cold light of the general's armor was covered in blood.

He stood up from the corpse holding his broken sword, and all he saw were faces that had lost their vitality, and his heart was sad and angry.

He is unwilling to live under the avenue.

So, he broke off his broken sword, and swore by the heaven and the earth——

He wants to regain justice for himself!

The banners are strong, and the battle armor is one hundred thousand.

Nether tremor.

There is only one road 49, which is a variable that the road cannot control.

When Dao hurriedly wanted to restore it, Nether had already established a new master.

Feng Du broke through the ground and faced Dao with a silent attitude.

On the high platform, a tall man stood tall, his sharp eyebrows and eyes looking towards the void did not have any warmth...

All the messy scenes of the past quickly flashed before Yan Shixun's eyes.

In a trance, he saw a face that was very similar to Ye Li, but it was different from the Ye Li he was familiar with, that face was cold to the bone, and there was no smile at all.

But Ye Li, whom he was familiar with, was standing beside him all the time, as long as he turned his head slightly, Ye Li could catch his movements and show him a gentle smile.

Is that... Ye Li?

Yan Shixun suddenly felt unreal.

He remembered that when his parents threw him at the market more than ten years ago, the man who shared candy with him also seemed to be covered in blood, like a lonely soul who had just walked off an ancient battlefield, with a sharp face With a cold killing intent that has not faded.

Yan Shixun slowly blinked his eyes.

The next moment, his vision became normal again.

Those vague and unreal pictures before have all disappeared.

Yan Shixun saw that he was still in the experimental building, in the darkness, Ye Li tightly held his palm, quietly waiting for him to come back to his senses.

His other hand trembled subconsciously, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, trying to ask questions.

But Yan Shixun still remembers what he hadn't done before - becoming a scene.

He quickly came back to his senses, straightened his expression again, coughed unnaturally, trying to break away from Ye Li's palm.

Ye Li graciously let go of his hand, and with full patience, he waited for his exorcist to slowly discover the emotion at the end of the truth.

"Isn't it the place where you want to predict the scene?" Ye Li smiled in his eyes: "Now, nothing can stop you."

Hearing this, Yan Shixun looked at Ye Li with complicated eyes.

But in the face of more urgent matters, he temporarily suppressed the doubts in his heart and began to make calculations in his hands.

Unlike the previous feeling of stagnation and interference, as Ye Li said, nothing can stop Yan Shixun from completing what he wants to do.

The hexagram image instantly gave the location of Chengjing.

Yan Shixun read the location silently in his heart, and quickly determined the floor and laboratory where Cheng Jing was.

With a solemn expression, he immediately walked over there with his long legs.

"Ye Li."

Yan Shixun softly called Ye Li's name, he looked sideways, and calmly looked at the tall man beside him: "After solving the matter of Jing, tell me about your matter."

Ye Li smiled: "You can explore."

Whether it's the soul... or the body.

I will give you all.

……

Director Zhang Wubing's heart beat like a drum, shivering in the small cabinet.

There was one, one, slow and regular footsteps in the dark corridor.

The voice was getting closer and closer, as if someone was calmly walking towards the laboratory.

Director Zhang Wubing, who had just experienced being chased by a ghost, almost fainted from fright.

He crazily recited Yan Shixun's fame silently in his heart, and prayed that Brother Yan would find here quickly and rescue him and the person in the laboratory.

He was also hesitant to pull that person into the cabinet, but when he looked down at his weak body, he decided timidly that he should not cause trouble.

Besides, even if he was worried about that person in the lab, that person was obviously related to "Lan Ze".

And Lanze has died and turned into a ghost.

What if Lanze came to find this person?

Zhang Wubing is very self-aware, if he gets close to a place with ghosts, the ghosts will definitely come to him.

He couldn't take care of himself, so he should protect himself first, and don't make trouble for Brother Yan.

Zhang Wubing believed that he, Brother Yan, must be looking for a solution to the current situation.

"clatter."

"clatter."

"clatter……"

The crisp footsteps sounded particularly permeating in the silent corridor, every step seemed to hit Zhang Wubing's heart.

But when he walked to the door of the laboratory, the voice disappeared.

Zhang Wubing instantly covered his mouth, his whole body trembled into a ball, screaming "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" in his heart.

He finally knew what was more terrifying than having a voice approaching!

The sound is gone! ! !

When there is a sound, he can also use it to judge where the thing in the corridor is going, whether it is a human or a ghost, and whether it is approaching him.

But when the voice disappeared, Zhang Wubing completely lost his judgment on the outside world.

He didn't know where the thing had gone, or even if it was watching his hiding place right now.

Zhang Wubing remembered that the laboratory had windows facing the corridor. The laboratories in this area seemed to be designed for ventilation. They all used huge floor-to-ceiling glass, and the situation inside the laboratory could be seen from the corridor.

And the cabinet he was hiding in was just behind the wall next to the French window.

If it happens to be stuck at an angle, the cabinet can be seen from the corridor.

The unknown and nervousness gripped Zhang Wubing's heart tightly, and he couldn't help but start guessing randomly, whether that thing is standing outside the floor-to-ceiling window right now, looking at him quietly through the glass.

The ghost silently guards outside the window, looking down at the living person's hiding place with lifeless eyes, and when the living person thinks that the crisis is over and climbs out of the hiding place, he grins maliciously and pounces on the living person. come to...

Just thinking about that scene, Zhang Wubing would faint from fright.

But strangely, the man in the lab was not intimidated.

The young man stood up from the chair in a gaffe, and almost tripped over the chair with his long legs.

He staggered a few steps, but he didn't care about his situation at all, but hurried to the door of the laboratory.

The young man walked faster and faster, his heart was pounding, his originally cold body was warmed by the rushing blood, which also made his outstretched arms tremble badly.

"Lan... Lan Ze."

The young man tremblingly called out the name that had been cherished in his heart all this time, with uncertain apprehension in his tone: "Is it you?"

There was no sound from outside the laboratory.

Zhang Wubing, who couldn't see the specific scene and could only judge by his voice, was so frightened that his eyes widened, and he roared wildly in his heart, wanting the young man to find a place to hide.

This place is full of ghosts!What if the person outside the door is not Lanze at all, but a ghost who comes to kill?

Brother Yan is not here, if something happens to that young man, he can't save him.

Zhang Wubing was in a hurry.

But the young man didn't know that there were other people in the lab, and he didn't know what Zhang Wubing was thinking.

……Do not.

As far as he is concerned, even if there is a ghost outside the door, even if there is even a slight chance that it may be his dream lover, he will open the door and go out without hesitation.

Cheng Jing's hand stretched out to the doorknob was trembling, but he gritted his teeth and wanted to unscrew the door firmly without any hesitation.

But the door didn't budge.

It was as if the people outside the door suddenly became timid and flinched.

Don't dare to face the person you love in your life that you miss in your heart.

And I don't want...to let him see his current dismembered body.

Outside the laboratory door, the young man's thin shoulders couldn't help shaking.

He lowered his head, and the loose strands of hair fell on his pale and bloodless handsome face, but he frowned in pain, and a tear of blood fell from the corner of his eye.

Because the person he loves is here, so even if he died in the mountains and wilds, he still insists on returning.

This unwillingness supported him across mountains and seas and life and death, but Dudu, before he was about to see that familiar face, withdrew all his courage, which made him suddenly want to shrink back in fear and turn around to escape.

We met, what do you say?

Now he is dead, but his lover is still alive and has a bright future.

His life has stopped in the past, so... don't let the shadow of the past haunt his loved one.

He should let go.

Lan Ze knew that he should let go of his beloved Cheng Jing.

But as long as he imagined that scene a little bit, he felt that the pain was too heavy to bear, even far better than the pain that death brought him.

Lan Ze felt severe pain all over his body, almost returning to the moment when his heart was crushed, and his soul was so turbulent that it was almost broken.

The obsession that supported Li Gui to stay in the world was shaken.

So the ghost aura that had been suppressed by the deep obsession hit the nail on the head, took advantage of the situation and counterattacked, trying to devour Lan Ze's soul, pull him into the ghost aura of hell, and merge with thousands of evil spirits.

Lan Ze's eyes were shattered, and his thin back trembled unstoppably.

Behind him, a strong ghostly aura opened its mouth wide, trying to devour him.

The sea of ​​blood rolled, and the dead bones stretched out desperately from it, pointing to the sky, full of malice, trying to drag the pure soul into hell, and suffer eternal punishment.

Lan Ze kept staring at the door in front of him.

For him who was transformed into a ghost and possessed ghost aura, the door panel was as thin as paper.As long as he pushes lightly, he can see the person he loves behind the door.

But it happened to be this thin piece of paper, which weighed more than a thousand catties.

It's time to let go, let...Chengjing walk towards his own future, Yin and Yang are separated after all.

Lan Ze kept telling himself this, trying to convince himself to turn around and leave.

But he couldn't bear it.

I can't bear to look at it.

He clearly remembered that in the laboratory where no one in the project team was present, Cheng Jing lowered his head with a smile, and put a light kiss on his forehead.

At that time, when he raised his eyes and looked against the light, his lover in the sunlight was dazzling, warm and dazzling like the sun.

That one glance is a lifetime.

How could he be willing.

But, how selfishly did he ruin Cheng Jing's future life.

Lan Ze's white fingers that had originally landed on the door panel slowly curled up and retracted.

But at this moment-

"Lan Ze."

"I love you more than my life and everything."