After being forced to debut in metaphysics, I became popular

Zhao Zhen jumped over Lu Xingxing anxiously, and rushed towards Nan Tian on the bed.

Being hit on the shoulder, Lu Xingxing didn't respond, he just stared blankly at Nan Tian who seemed to be placed here after death, his body temperature also dropped sharply, and his hands and feet were cold.

how so……

Just now, my aunt lent her strength to me, and I also swore to my aunt that with him around, no one else in the show crew would be hurt.

But with just turning around, Nan Tian actually died?died? ?

Because Lu Xingxing had to take a shower after dark, he turned off his split-screen live broadcast, and never thought of turning it on again.And Zhao Zhen turned off the split screen because he was worried that Lu Xingxing's clothes would be disheveled.

Therefore, now the audience can't see the specific situation in the room at all, and can only hear the exclamation from the main screen camera.

They couldn't help being anxious and worried. They didn't know what happened to Nantian, which made Zhao Zhen, who had always been prudent, panic like this.

When Zhao Zhen rushed over, he was in a hurry, his knee hit the foot of the bed before he stopped, but he didn't have time to care about himself, but eagerly stretched out his hand to sniff at Nan Tian.

When he felt the traces of hot air exhaled, Zhao Zhen's heart, which had been clenched into a ball, finally let go.

Only then did he realize that because he was too nervous, he even forgot to breathe.

Zhao Zhen took a quick breath and went to feel Nan Tian's pulse again.

Because Zhao Zhen has been in various crews since his debut, in order to study the role, he learned a lot of skills.Although it is not proficient, but I know a thing or two, and it is always no problem to apply it in life.

After holding his breath and sinking his heart, he felt the weak but still steady pulse under his fingertips, Zhao Zhen was completely relieved. The body that was half kneeling beside the bed was limp on the edge of the bed, and there was a kind of weakness after extreme tension. feel.

He turned back exhaustedly but with joy, and said to Lu Xingxing who was still standing at the door, "Don't worry, he's still alive."

"but……"

Zhao Zhen turned his head and looked at Nan Tian on the bed, frowning.

He didn't understand why Nan Tian became like this.

I can't wake up, and it seems that I no longer have the perception of the outside world, like a vegetable.

However, Nan Tian's expression was so peaceful and comfortable, as if he had found a happy place.His sleeping position also seems to have been specially adjusted, and those chrysanthemums...

Zhao Zhen bent down and took down the bouquet of chrysanthemums that was placed on Nan Tian's abdomen.

If it weren't for the posture of these chrysanthemums sleeping in the same coffin as Nan Tian, ​​he and Lu Xingxing would not have preconceived that Nan Tian was dead.

However, the moment the chrysanthemum left Nantian, the originally gorgeous flower began to wither and fade rapidly, and the slender petals curled and shrank.

Zhao Zhen watched helplessly as the chrysanthemum turned into a handful of powder in his hands. The wind blew in through the open window, and the powder was scattered down one after another.

Nothing was left in his hands.

Zhao Zhen didn't expect this to happen, he couldn't turn his head for a while, and looked down at Nan Tian in a daze.

And when Zhao Zhen said that Nan Tian was still alive, Lu Xingxing also fell to the door frame like losing his strength, barely supporting his body that was as soft as noodles.

He is like a family member waiting outside the operating room, wanting to be sure of the safety of the person he cares about, but afraid to lift the lid to see the result, afraid that it is the result that he does not want to face.

It wasn't until good news came from others that he finally broke free from his self-torture.

Lu Xingxing forced himself to suppress his beating heart, straightened up and walked into the room with a trembling body, and looked around the wide open window vigilantly, fearing that there was an undiscovered crisis hidden on the balcony.

But his eyes turned around from the balcony, except for a few piles of burnt black ashes, he didn't see anything else.

Lu Xingxing suddenly understood.

I'm afraid that those carrion corpses were hidden on the balcony before, and they sneaked up on the people in the room when no one found them.

But what those rotting corpses didn't expect was the existence of Ye Li.

Lu Xingxing didn't know Ye Li's identity, or even Ye Li's name, but he knew that his fear every time he faced Ye Li was real.

Ye Li is very strong, so strong that it is far beyond Lu Xingxing's cognition.

After his memory returned to normal, Lu Xingxing didn't know what Ye Li did and how he did it while he fell asleep inexplicably.

But after he got the power that Ye Li lent him for a short time, he knew very well that these black ashes were the only thing left after those carrion corpses were burnt to death, proving that they once existed.

After carefully looking at every corner of the balcony, Lu Xingxing gasped in fear as he found that many black and gray spots were places that he would never pay attention to.

If there is no teacher and aunt... I'm afraid something will really happen!

People's vision has its own range of angles, and most of the time, they don't notice the details of many corners, shadows behind cabinets, etc.

But these rotting corpses have avoided places that normal people would notice. Even the most vigilant people will not be careful enough to conduct a carpet search every moment.

And once their existence is missed, if they attack, everyone will be caught off guard without any precautions, and even be injured and die.

——Of course, except for Yan Shixun's kind of freak.

Lu Xingxing slandered, he had never seen people who were weirder than Yan Shixun and Layman Chengyun, but also closer to Dao, as if they were born to make up the numbers, and Yan Shixun's master and apprentice were loved and expected by Dao people.

Thinking of this, Lu Xingxing also grabbed the window handle of the balcony with one hand, trying to close the wide open window.

chilly!

With the night wind blowing in the mountains in winter, even if Nan Tian was fine before, he would freeze to death.

But when Lu Xingxing's gaze inadvertently swept across the river under the balcony, after the gaze had already swept past, he found something again, and he was shocked and quickly looked again.

... The petals of the chrysanthemum that were originally floating on the river disappeared.

Because there is no light, the river water cannot reflect light, so to Lu Xingxing, the whole river water is black. Without the petals, it looks even more weird and frightening, making him unconsciously want to guess, what is hidden under the blackness? What.

Lu Xingxing wanted to see what happened.

But after he thought that he was the only one who could protect everyone in the whole small wooden building, he closed the window as soon as he gritted his teeth, and turned to look at Nantian's situation.

What if it is a plan to divert the tiger away from the mountain?

Lu Xingxing couldn't afford to gamble on the safety of dozens of people on the one hand and the uncertain danger on the other.

He cheered himself up in his heart, telling himself that since he hadn't been a teacher, he couldn't go straight to the truth and explore the source like Yan Shixun and his aunt, so he should do what he can do.

For example, when Yan Shixun and his auntie leave, ensure everyone's safety so that they no longer have any worries.

Lu Xingxing took a deep breath, his eyes determined.

"The stars...these chrysanthemums."

Zhao Zhen's lips trembled, because his brain was in a mess about what happened just now, and he didn't know how to express his feelings to Lu Xingxing.

He looked at Lu Xingxing from the palm of his hand that was still holding flowers.

"don’t worry."

Lu Xingxing comforted Zhao Zhen and said: "It will appear on Nantian's body inexplicably, which means that it is an evil thing. Brother Yan left here to solve the root cause of the evil?"

"Although I can't do it, Brother Yan can. Zhao Zhen, you believe in Brother Yan."

Lu Xingxing held Zhao Zhen's shoulder and pressed it, solemnly said: "There are not many people who can convince me, but Brother Yan is one of them. He is my uncle, he is a miracle."

"No matter what's weird about this chrysanthemum..." Lu Xingxing saw Zhao Zhen's hand stretched out in mid-air to maintain his posture.

He slowly stretched out his hand, held Zhao Zhen's cold palm, and slid down with those trembling hands, falling back to Zhao Zhen's side.

Lu Xingxing squeezed Zhao Zhen's hand hard, trying to pass on some strength to him.

"As long as we stay in the small wooden building until Brother Yan and the others come back, it will be fine."

Lu Xingxing's tone was solemn, and he used all his strength in every word.

Zhao Zhen stared at Lu Xingxing for a long time, and then he also laughed, his eyes became firm again.

"you're right."

Zhao Zhen's voice is very soft, but like a rock, nothing can break his courage to persevere in the hopeless predicament.

"We are here, waiting for Brother Yan to come back safely."

"Nan Tian is okay!"

Zhang Wubing, who heard Zhao Zhen's exclamation before, also staggered down the stairs after confirming the safety of everyone upstairs, and rushed straight to the room where Nan Tian was.

After receiving Lu Xingxing's affirmative answer, Zhang Wubing asked Lu Xingxing again with a sad face after a brief moment of relief: "Can you really do it? Why am I a little scared."

Zhao Zhen raised his head with a smile, full of energy like a plant that has been basked in the sun. Compared with the hopeless and helpless mood that was frightened by Nan Tian before, it was not so much better at 01:30.

"Director Zhang, Xingxing only has one person, but our program team has so many people."

Zhao Zhendao: "We can see if there is anything in the building that can be used as a weapon, and organize people to guard the doors and windows to prevent anything from outside from sneaking in and attacking us where we can't see."

"Xing Xing is right, as long as we can last until Brother Yan and the others come back, we will win."

At this time, Lu Xingxing also bent down to check Nan Tian's situation.

He stretched out his hand to open Nan Tian's eyelids, and then opened Nan Tian's mouth to look at his tongue. He pressed his palm along the meridians of his body, and then he was startled.

After seeing Nan Tian's appearance but still alive, Lu Xingxing thought Nan Tian was Li Hun.

But for those who have left their souls, their yang energy will be depressed to a critical point, and only in this way will the unstable souls leave their bodies.

But Nan Tian was not like that.

His yang energy is sufficient, which is not the case with the remaining body of a person who has left his soul.

Moreover, when Lu Xingxing followed Song Yidao to help people exorcise ghosts and eliminate disasters, because the disease of leaving the soul is relatively less dangerous, Song Yidao also felt relieved that Lu Xingxing followed him to practice, and Lu Xingxing was able to see Song Yidao with his own eyes. How does Chang judge the disease of leaving the soul for people.

According to the gourd painting, Lu Xingxing will still do it.

But after checking all the way, Nantian didn't have any condition that fit Lihun.

On the contrary, it was like, really just fell asleep, and he would wake up when he was full of sleep.

Lu Xingxing felt that his thoughts were going to be messed up.

He thought for a while, and decisively went in with his heavy backpack. After searching for a long time, he took out a handbook written by Senior Haiyunguan, and sat on the edge of the bed next to Nantian, and began to read it by the light of the flashlight.

Zhang Wubing: "?"

He has been with Brother Yan for so many years, and he has never seen Brother Yan pull out a book to read halfway through exorcising ghosts!Is it okay to learn and sell now?

Zhang Wubing couldn't help but worry, is Lu Xingxing really reliable?

Lu Xingxing accepted his dishes well: "Otherwise, do you have a better choice?"

"Nan Tian's vital signs are stable. At worst, he just sleeps like this for a few hours. When Brother Yan comes back, Brother Yan will help him figure out the problem."

Lu Xingxing shrugged: "Maybe I can find the corresponding symptom from the notes of the predecessors by flipping through it? He can wake up earlier. Otherwise..."

Lu Xingxing glanced at Nan Tian worriedly.

In the current crisis, he is most afraid of being seriously injured and unable to move, and a situation like Nan Tian's powerless self-protection is the worst among them.

Even if Nan Tian woke up a little earlier, it would make everyone in the program group safer.

Otherwise, manpower and energy would have been scattered all the time to protect Nan Tian, ​​which also held back everyone's footsteps.

When Lu Xingxing was talking with Zhang Wubing, Zhao Zhen suddenly realized that something was missing in this room.

He walked a few steps in the room with a question mark on his head, and when he saw the personal belongings and backpacks on the table next to him, he was suddenly startled, and remembered what he had overlooked.

"Where is Song Ci!"

Zhao Zhen suddenly looked at Lu Xingxing in horror: "Didn't you all get a room? Others!"

Lu Xingxing was taken aback by Zhao Zhen, but he soon realized...he had never met Song Ci.

"When I was on the sofa in the living room, I didn't feel Song Ci come out!"

Zhang Wubing also hurriedly said: "I just came down from upstairs, Song Ci is not upstairs."

The three of them looked at each other, and their hearts were half cold.

It's over, I lost the young master.

Zhao Zhen hurried out to find Song Ci.

"Hey wait, go with the director..."

Lu Xingxing hurriedly stood up and wanted to stop Zhao Zhen, but because of the change in posture, he kicked backwards, but seemed to hit something.

Soft, with a little elasticity.

Not like the foot of the bed.

On the contrary, it looks like... a rotting corpse.

Lu Xingxing froze, his neck froze and he looked down at his feet.

Zhang Wubing also noticed Lu Xingxing's movements, and looked along suspiciously.

From his angle, he could just see a corner of his clothes.

The soft and smooth silk fabric also reflects beautiful and luxurious light under the light of the flashlight.

Zhang Wubing blinked his eyes slowly, realizing what it was.

Song Ci's pajamas.

In the whole group, only the young master Song Ci lived like a princess and the pea. Everyone else tried to keep their luggage as light as possible and bring less clothes, and he even brought special pajamas.

And it was his usual silk pajamas.

"you……"

Zhang Wubing swallowed his saliva: "Under your feet, it seems to be Song Ci."

Lu Xingxing: "???"

Surprised by Zhang Wubing's words, Lu Xingxing quickly crawled under the bed.

Then he saw, on the back of the bed board, there were coquettish flowers blooming upside down.

Those chrysanthemums are facing Song Ci.

The young master was lying on his back on the ground covered in black ash, his face was pale, and he passed out.