Hit ghost

The rain didn't stop, Xie Jin was lying on the hospital bed taking a drip, although his consciousness was blurred, his five senses were still clear.

In a daze, he could hear two people talking, it was Ji Duan and the Taoist priest named Wen Liang, but he couldn't hear what they were talking about.

The people who were confronting each other in the room didn't pay attention to Xie Jin's side at all, especially when Ji Duan saw the useless peach wood bracelet, he pointed at Wen Liang's nose and scolded a liar.

"Before I went, Xie Jin told me specifically! He said that there was a string of cinnabar bracelets mixed with Taoist blood to ward off evil spirits. What happened? Didn't it work? Didn't he still get beaten to death by that female ghost? .”

"This statement is bad. Let's not talk about those unscrupulous sellers who pretend that my blood can ward off evil spirits. How do you think evil spirits are used? Wearing a string of rather conspicuous beads and dangling in front of absolute power, it is all about not being attacked. Nonsense."

Wen Liang spoke logically, he shook his head and accused Ji Duan, "Besides, I have never sold such things outside."

"Not for sale? How could Xie Jin have it?" Ji Duan adhered to the principle of refusing to fool you, and spurned this behavior of reselling second-hand goods. Is it a dealer?"

"It's true that this bracelet is mixed with my blood, and I did hold the imprinting spell to give it the ability to protect, but that's all, this bracelet of protection can at most have a psychological effect, do you really expect it to be able to truly sense it?" Eliminate evil?"

Wen Liang fought back without any problem, "Besides, believe it or not, I'm not a liar, and there is indeed a second-hand dealer between me and a liar."

"..." Ji Duan was speechless, the fact is undeniable that it was true, they were really powerless when fighting against the mother and son ghosts, they were almost overwhelmingly pressed to the ground.

If the mahogany bracelet is really useful, then Xie Jin shouldn't be lying there now, and I don't know where Xie Jin got it, there is a high probability that he was deceived again.

"Okay, then when do you plan to leave?" Ji Duan looked at Xie Jin, then turned to look at Wen Liang, "Don't you want to continue wandering?"

Wen Liang seemed to have heard a big joke. He put his wet robe on the back of the wooden chair: "Why should I leave? You guys...he still owes me medical expenses, so I shouldn't be the one to take advantage of it."

"You know your ID card information and home address, are you still afraid that he might run away?" Ji Duan raised his eyebrows, watching Wen Liang pace to the sofa.

Taking it for granted that he threw himself into the only soft leather sofa in the single ward, Wen Liang raised his head and saw that Ji Duan was still staring at him, he raised his legs and his expression was very aggressive.

"No, anyway, I won't leave until I pay off the money."

There is no need for a reason to save people, this is obviously an excuse, Ji Duan twitched his eyes calmly, always felt that this way of stalking others was unexpectedly familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

Xie Jin was awakened by the heat.

The single ward was obviously equipped with a central air conditioner, but Xie Jin could probably guess based on his body temperature that the air conditioner hadn't been turned on, but instead he had been stuffed with a thick quilt.

He tried to turn around, the wound on his back was affected by this movement, Xie Jin grinned in pain: "Hiss!"

"Are you awake?" A hand passed through the back of Xie Jin's neck, borrowing strength to help him turn his body sideways, Ji Duan's face appeared in his sight, "Is it better?"

This is in...the hospital?

Xie Jin looked at the incandescent lights on the ceiling, his expression was a little dazed. He remembered that they suffered heavy injuries in the resistance of the broken apartment and the female ghost, and then he half fainted. It was a Taoist priest who appeared to save him and Ji Duan.

"Ji Duan..." As soon as he spoke, he found that his throat was throbbing from time to time, and his hoarseness was severe. Fortunately, Ji Duan saw the clue and handed him a glass of water in time.

"Don't talk yet, you're already in shock from blood loss, and you'll be thirsty with the fluid you've transfused. If there's nothing serious, drink some water first."

It wasn't until he stared at Xie Jin and drank three full glasses of water that Ji Duan asked, "What were you looking for just now, are you hungry?"

"Taoist, that Taoist...Where did Wen Liang go?" Holding back the discomfort in his throat, Xie Jin said with gestures, "I still have a lot of things I want to ask him."

Hearing that Xie Jin asked Wen Liang as soon as he woke up, Ji Duan felt a little uncomfortable, but seeing that the man was still seriously injured, he pointed angrily at the only soft leather sofa in the room.

"There."

Wen Liang on the sofa had his white hair hanging loose, and his inner shirt was open, revealing his strong chest muscles under the clothes.He was still holding a half-gnawed cornbread in his hand, but he had already fallen asleep with his neck tilted.

"Good news or bad news, which one do you want to hear first?" Ji Duan took the white porridge on the bedside table, opened the lid and it was still steaming, he handed the porridge to Xie Jin, and said a little angrily.

"Good news." Xie Jin said in his heart that there could be no worse things than his own life, so he decided to listen to the good news first.

Ji Duan seemed to have guessed his choice, and shrugged helplessly: "The good news is that you have passed the most difficult period. The doctor said that if you send it later for rescue, it will be really dangerous. Fortunately, we sent it to the doctor in time. You are fine now, and you will be discharged from the hospital in about a week."

The news didn't sound as good as expected, Xie Jin felt a little uneasy: "Then, what about the bad news?"

"Bad news, bad news..." Ji Duan sneered, and glanced at Wen Liang who was on the sofa, "All your current treatment expenses, including hospitalization expenses, are paid by the guy over there for you."

Xie Jin's expression froze at a speed visible to the naked eye, and Ji Duan continued, "And he said that he will not leave until you pay off the debt. Really, I don't know who I learned from." so shameless."

Looking at Ji Duan's completely ignorant face in disbelief, Xie Jin was once again at a loss.

"Why do I always feel itchy ears when I sleep? It turns out that someone said bad things about me in front of me." A gentle voice sounded, and he squinted his thin eyes and stared at the two playfully.

"Obviously this brother promised me the double reward, otherwise I wouldn't do such a thankless job." Wen Liang put the leftover cornbread on the coffee table, played with a long-mouthed tobacco rod in his left hand, got up and left to the hospital bed.

"If you dare to smoke here, I will kick you out now." Ji Duan clenched his fist and waved in front of Wen Liang, "I will do what I say."

"It's too much, I'm just turning around." Wen Liang protested, the tobacco rod seemed to be endowed with a soul at his fingertips, turning flexibly.

"It doesn't work either." Ji Duan said resolutely, without giving in at all.

Wen Liang saw the fire alarm on the ceiling with sharp eyes, curled his lips helplessly, and had no choice but to put the cigarette stick into his pocket.

"Okay, what do you want to ask me?" Wen Liang stood beside the bed casually, "If it's a question like who am I and why did I save you, I refuse to answer and let him tell you."

Ji Duan nodded in agreement, "Yes, Uncle Xie answered me all these when he was in a coma. If you want to know about his identity, you can ask me first."

The sky outside the window had cleared up, and the sun was at its brightest at two o'clock in the afternoon. Accompanied by the noisy chirping of cicadas, Xie Jin shook his head.

"I'm not curious about that. You said that Ji Duan is a living soul, so is it possible for him to turn back into a human? What's the matter with being cursed by the shaman's secret technique?"

The series of questions Xie Jin asked made Wen Liang, who was fully prepared, laugh: "That's all? I thought it was something so extraordinary that it was worth your pain to say it."

Seeing that Xie Jin didn't speak, he continued, "I learned something from him while you were in a coma. His body has temperature and can be seen by normal people under special refraction. In summary, if his physical body is still alive, he is still alive. It's possible to go back."

"It's just." Wen Liang changed the subject, "He said that he had never been out of the abandoned amusement park in Gyeongju since he woke up, and he lost almost all his memories. His soul came out of his body and he lost his memory. In my cognition, there is only a curse. can do it."

Wen Liang took out a stack of talismans from nowhere, fanned them open and showed them to the two, "This is our Taoist talisman, so those who practice Taoism are the same as Taoism. If there is a righteous way, there will be an opposite way. Shaman cursed It's one of them."

The Taoist said, with relish.

Although they didn't want to delve into the profound meaning behind this Taoism, Ji Duan and Xie Jin listened very hard, although they didn't understand what it meant.

"Let's put it this way, the current condition of Ji Duan's body is very similar to being witchcrafted by a shaman. Although he looks like a normal person now, this curse is a time bomb buried in his body. I don't know when... "Wen Liang put his hand on Ji Duan's shoulder, "It will explode with a bang."

"Take your hands away." Ji Duan slapped Wen Liang's hand away, no matter how he heard it, he felt that this person seemed to be fooling around, "Have you heard of the so-called duds, maybe I'm lucky and fine."

The two started arguing again about the threat of the curse, Xie Jin lowered his eyes and fell into deep thought, not having any extra thoughts to deal with them.

The shaman that Wen Liang said is a kind of shaman in North Asia, West Asia and even Eastern Europe and North America. With the nomadic activities of the nomads, I have heard that the "immortals" who dance to the gods in the shaman culture are not gods, but some lonely souls. Ghosts and even demons.

The shaman's curse is very vicious. He once saw the masters in the circle analyze the technique of defeating victory in the post bar in the early years. Whether it is true or false, it will make people sweat a little.

"Then... If there is really a curse on Ji Duan, is there any way to get rid of it?" Xie Jin interrupted the quarrel between the two people in front of the hospital bed. He changed his usual timid habit and looked directly at Wen Liang's gray-blue eyes. , "Is there any other way?"

"It's hard to say, after all, it's not the same faction as mine, and I've heard of it more or less." Wen Liang sat down with his hand on the railing at the foot of the bed, "But you don't even care about this guy, you really want to study for him Shaman secrets?"

Xie Jin breathed hard, and he was stopped by Wen Liang's question. Although he promised Ji Duan to retrieve his memory first, if the young man's physical abnormality was caused by the shaman curse, the root cause must be traced back. The problem.

"Yes, I promised to help him retrieve his memory,"

But here lies the contradiction. For some unknown reason, Ji Duan seems to resist Wen Liang, to the point where he doesn't believe Wen Liang at all.

Xie Jin stared at Wen Liang for a long time, he didn't know what Wen Liang did to arouse Ji Duan's disgust.

At least it can't be because of appearance, this one doesn't seem to be in the mood, so you don't trust him?Impossible, he thought silently.

"What kind of eyes are you looking at? And why are you too." Wen Liang looked up and saw the suspicious eyes of the two, feeling that he was in a bad mood, "I am also the savior of you two, how can I use this kind of distrust? looking at me? It hurts."

The ward fell into a brief silence, Wen Liang looked at Xie Jin, couldn't help but twitched his eyes, "Could it be because of my looks? You just think it's a natural albinism."

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Ji Duan: I always feel that this guy Wen Liang's dead skin is a bit familiar

Xie Jin: Ji Duan...you

Ji Duan: What?

Xie Jin: It's okay