Hit ghost

"What is this...it stinks!"

The boy's figure was replaced by a foul-smelling black mist, and his twisted limbs could still be vaguely seen struggling with all his strength. Xie Jin subconsciously wanted to grab him, but his own hand was stopped first.

Ji Duan used his arms to drag Xie Jin back a few steps. He didn't know the origin of the boy and the black mist, but his body instinct told him not to touch it, it was very dangerous.

"Stay away and don't touch it! That's a curse." Wen Liang quickly made a trick, and the golden light shrouded him like a barrier. He enveloped the two people beside him in his own golden light, with a rare serious expression.

"Curse?" These two words were no strangers to Xie Jin and Ji Duan, Xie Jin rolled his Adam's apple subconsciously, and took a few steps back.

The black mist surged, and the boy who was no longer human seemed to be screaming in pain, and the sharp voice unique to children rang in their ears, which seemed particularly permeating in this already uneasy night.

"Who cursed this, and it's such a young child... Tsk, don't look at it, Uncle Xie." Ji Duan put his arm on Xie Jin's shoulder. He didn't use any force, but he felt that Xie Jin was shaking all over.

He lowered his head and saw that the man's face was ashes, and there was no blood left.

Ji Duan's heart sank instantly, he was very familiar with this expression, the incident happened suddenly just now, I was afraid that Xie Jin would be stimulated by the scene in front of him again, and he didn't care about thinking about it, so he covered Xie Jin's eyes with one hand and hugged the man into his arms .

Xie Jin faced Ji Duan and was pressed into his arms, his ears were blocked, and the hissing of the black mist outside the golden light seemed to be slightly lessened, and only the low voice of the young man was in his ears, repeating it over and over again.

"Xie Jin is fine, it's fine, it's just a curse, it's fine."

He suddenly felt a little sour on the tip of his nose, so he buried himself in Ji Duan's arms against Ji Duan's strength, as if this was his exclusive sanctuary.

I don't know how long it took, the black mist drifted away with the wind, and Wen Liang dissipated the golden light and walked towards the place where the boy was standing just now. He frowned, thinking about something.

"It's just a curse? You underestimate curses." Wen Liang wiped his fingers on the ground, and he put the black ash sticking to his fingertips under his nose and sniffed, "This is a backlash curse, usually used to seal mouths, the kid just now It must have been trying to tell us something, but it was backfired by the curse."

He stood up from the ground, brushed off some of the black dust on the robe, and then looked seriously at the two beside him, "Don't underestimate the curse, it will be fatal."

"No." Ji Duan rarely refuted, he let go of Xie Jin's arm in his arms, and sighed heavily, "Maybe because you said that the curse on me is also, I can hardly feel its existence... Shaman Which is more powerful, the curse or the backlash curse?"

Xie Jin raised his head. He looked at Ji Duan's Adam's apple rolling up and down, and suddenly realized that Ji Duan was also cursed, and it was also the rumored creepy shaman curse.

He turned his head to Wen Liang again, eager to get some good news from the other party, at least not bad news that is completely incomprehensible.

"If you look at the degree of harm to the human body, the backlash curse should be more ruthless than the shaman. It is based on the person who is cursed, and the caster can restrain the cursed person under any conditions."

"But the shaman's curse is different." Wen Liang changed the topic, and his raised eyebrows drooped lazily again, "First of all, I don't know much about this category, but it is said that the shaman's curse will slow down like poison. Hollow out the body of a person, it will not give you any conditions, because it only wants to achieve the purpose of killing the caster."

Will Ji Duan die?Xie Jin's eyes widened in disbelief when he heard this. During this time together, he felt too much human breath of youth. Whether it was the warm body temperature or the strong arms, he subconsciously believed that Ji Duan was indeed still alive.

But Wen Liang's words were like a sharp knife with the cold winter, piercing his heart and awakening his heart that was blinded by the existing beauty.

"Then is there any way to lift the curse?"

Before Ji Duan could speak, Xie Jin broke free from his arms and staggered to stabilize his body, "Wen Liang, is there a way, can you think of a way?"

Xie Jin was obviously in a hurry, he was holding Wen Liang's robe in his hand, and the rough linen Taoist robe was completely wrinkled by him. "Ji Duan, he can't die, I promise to help him retrieve his memory, he can't die..."

His legs couldn't help but weaken, Xie Jin couldn't help sliding down while grabbing Wen Liang's clothes, he begged bitterly, and even wished he could kneel down directly to Wen Liang.

If he is really going to die, can he replace Ji Duan? This thought flashed through Xie Jin's mind. With his chaotic thoughts, this thought was magnified infinitely.

Anyway, this life is survived by misfortune, if it can really replace Ji Duan to die, then it is still of value...

"Uncle Xie." One day, his arm passed through Xie Jin's armpit and encircled him from his chest. Ji Duan picked up Xie Jin who had fallen from the ground. How can you kneel down casually?"

He dragged Xie Jin's body, and he didn't expect the man's reaction. If he really died at the last step and saw Xie Jin cry for him, then the feeling shouldn't be too bad.

"Uncle Xie, if it's the last step, can I continue to follow you even if I become a ghost?" Ji Duan made a joke in a relaxed tone, trying to divert Xie Jin's attention.

"no!"

Inspired by the thought just now, Xie Jin disagreed with anything he said. Now he is not a person who is good at expressing his emotions, so he simply followed his heart and let his body's physiological reactions mess around.

"Hey, don't cry." Now it was Ji Duan's turn to be flustered, he often saw Xie Jin cry, but this time it was different, the man was crying for him.

Xie Jin pursed his lips and sobbed, his eye sockets were soon stained red, his bangs were wet with tears and stuck to his forehead, and he kept following Ji Duan's sight wetly.

"I, I don't want you to die, Ji Duan, I promise to help you find your memory, and I will never make you the same as the kid just now."

Ji Duan's heart tightened. After following Xie Jin out of the abandoned paradise, he thought that he just wanted to have a place to go, but due to various reasons, he finally chose to stay.

During these days, he never thought of leaving, and sometimes he even felt that it didn't matter whether he could get his memory back.

Xie Jin is not the only one who has changed in time. Ji Duan himself knows it well, and has a feeling in his heart that what he lost must be painful memories that torture people. He instinctively wants to escape. more comfortable together.

"Then I have to work hard to live." Ji Duan held Xie Jin's face in his hands. There was no trace of excess flesh on the man's cheeks. Ji Duan could even feel the outline of the other's facial bones through his fingertips.

"Break the curse and retrieve the memory. The difficulty in this is to turn to the omnipotent Daoist Wen." Ji Duan did not forget to pull Wen Liang, who had been regarded as air from just now, into the water, "You think so, Daoist Wen?"

"This... is the truth. Ji Duan is right. The root of the shaman's curse lies in the warlock who cast the curse. If you really want to solve the curse, you must first retrieve his lost memory to find out who is behind it. .”

Wen Liang has never felt that he is so tired, and he has almost never been involved in the field. This kind of anxiety makes him very uncomfortable.

He took out his phone and looked at the time. It was almost three o'clock in the morning. Although the curse on Ji Duan was important, right now the main focus was on the case of missing children on Furong Street.

"Who do you think the curse of the ghost boy just now came from?" Wen Liang retracted Tongtong Yuyu, and pinned his waist back to his waist, "It looks like he is only five or six years old, with curses all over his body, and he will curse and die when he meets us It happened to be the same driver as the one we met."

"What? Could it be the car we were sitting in just now?" Ji Duan was rummaging through Xie Jin's bag for a tissue, and raised his head when he heard this frowning, "How did it appear in the car?"

"On the way here, I saw that the driver's face was not clear, and I figured out that he was in trouble tonight, so I gave him the business card. On the back was a talisman I wrote with Tongtong Yuyu's soot and cinnabar. If the driver is in any danger, the talisman will Start it immediately, and Tongtong Yuyu will appear to save his life."

Ji Duan raised his eyebrows, he knew that Wen Liang was indeed different from those fortune tellers on the street: "You have a foresight, Daoist Wen, so what should we do next?"

In the middle of the night on Furong Street, not to mention that Xie Jin is just an ordinary person who can see ghosts, waiting here is not an option, they need a breakthrough solution right now.

"It's too late today, and it's not polite to call your employer at this hour." Wen Liang clicked on his Didi Bugui app, swipe his finger to the task page of Tofu Chapter, looked at the line of numbers above, but finally didn't dial it.

"Then go home first?" Ji Duan took out a thin shirt from his backpack and put it on Xie Jin. "At this point, it's still Furong Street. Is there a driver nearby?"

Wen Liang just wanted to say something, but he seemed to remember something, and his lazy smile froze on his face: "...Let's not talk about the other drivers, although the one who was killed just now is fine, Tong Tong Yuyu doesn't seem to be paying attention. He called an ambulance, why don't we go and have a look first?"

The three of them walked back along the way they came, and after walking for about twenty minutes, they found the taxi they had taken before under an overpass.

The car was close to the roadside guardrail, and there were no terrible scratches. They went around to the front of the cab and found that the driver was lying on the seat unconscious.

There is no surveillance camera nearby, so Wen Liang leaned in from the car window and unbuckled the driver's seat belt. Ji Duan outside the car was worried, and asked, "Is he still alive? Is he really okay?"

"Don't worry, it's just over-scared and a car accident, and I passed out." Wen Liang moved the driver to the co-pilot, and found that he couldn't move it alone, so he called Ji Duan, who was watching the excitement, for help, "Come here and help, if If you don't want to spend the night in this damn place."

Half an hour later, the unconscious driver was successfully moved to the co-pilot seat, and Wen Liang thoughtfully put on his seat belt. The man who fell into a deep sleep was very heavy, and Wen Liang was so hot that he was sweating profusely. He took off the burden hanging on his chest and threw it on the back seat.

"Now that we have the car, who will drive it?" Ji Duan carefully checked the damage of the taxi, and there was no problem on the road, except that there was a very obvious scratch on the left side.

"There is no monitoring in this section, but there is no guarantee on the way home." Wen Liang leaned most of his body into the car, and he held the steering wheel. "I can drive, but my driver's license has been revoked for several years. Do you dare to sit?"

"...Let me do it." Wen Liang's method sounded very harsh, Xie Jin took the initiative to take over the driving job, his expression was a little subtle, and he scratched his face uncomfortably, "I have a driver's license, and I used to go on expeditions with the team before. I drive, and I know that there is a small road from Furong Street to my house without cameras."

The ill-fated taxi was on the road steadily. Xie Jin followed the instructions and drove the car downstairs to a hotel near his home. The three of them were very cautious to avoid the cameras, so they all walked home.

After returning home, Ji Duan pulled Xie Jin to fall asleep, and didn't care about Wen Liang's loud snoring, so he had no dreams all night. When he woke up in the daytime, Ji Duan saw Xie Jin watching the local news in Tanjiang.

"Mysterious teleportation, last night a taxi driver claimed that he woke up and found himself downstairs in a hotel. Is this a mysterious phenomenon or man-made..."

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