He Jianfei took a few steps back and stood still at the door. Qin Xiaotian looked at He Jianfei with a gloomy expression and silent words in shock, wondering what on earth he was going to do to him.
In fact, He Jianfei was opening his Dharma Eyes to look at the form of the wronged soul. A hazy white figure gradually became clear in the green air. It was a short-haired woman with a beautiful face. Half of her tongue protruded from her mouth and rested softly on her chin. There were no eyeballs, only the whites of the eyes. At this moment, they were coiled around Qin Xiaotian's neck like a big snake. It was obviously a hanged ghost.
Looking from left to right, he saw that he was just an ordinary wronged soul. Not only was he not very powerful, he was also not very resentful. In this case, why didn't she reincarnate and stay here to protect Qin Xiaotian?
The more He Jianfei thought about it, the more puzzled he became. He could not help but use ghost language to send a message to the wronged soul: "I am a disciple of Mount Wutai. I have something to ask you. Who are you? What is your relationship with Qin Xiaotian? Why do you want to protect him?" Qin Xiaotian saw He Jianfei. He stared attentively for a while, then looked at him with a strange and doubtful expression, and then his mouth moved rapidly, opening and closing, but there was no sound of speech. He thought He Jianfei had suffered a major blow and was mentally disturbed. He was so frightened. His body became even more paralyzed, and he leaned against the table and shouted hoarsely: "Help! Someone come! He Jianfei is crazy!" Unfortunately, most people in the whole building ran to see the scene, and no one heard his frightened and low voice. call.
He Jianfei already hated him, so he didn't bother to explain to him at this time. He just concentrated on waiting for the wronged soul's answer.
"Who am I?" After a while, the wronged soul finally responded. His voice was slow and dull, not as vague as ordinary wronged souls should be: "I don't know who I am. People are already dead, but they still remember the things they did before death. What's the point of identity? It's enough for me to know that I still love him. Although I died because of him, I can't blame him. It was all because of the temptation of those hateful women that he told me We broke up. In fact, I know that he still likes me. Yes, he still likes me. So, I want to stay here, and I want to drive away those women. Then, Xiaotian will be mine alone. Soul, Together with his body, it belongs to me forever and ever." He Jianfei felt a chill in his heart as he listened. This woman has decided to merge with Qin Xiaotian's soul and control the soft body together. This is not enough for magical power. Strong, it is a huge sacrifice for the wronged soul who can only avoid pain by finding a substitute, but at the same time, Qin Xiaotian will no longer be Qin Xiaotian if this continues.
When love has developed to this point, what is the difference between it and hate? According to the rules of the magic world, if someone is possessed by an evil spirit, he or she must provide help.
But He Jianfei really hated the culprit who committed the murder with a knife, and secondly, it was out of pity for the woman.
He Jianfei sighed secretly in his heart, closed his Dharma Eyes, came back to his senses, and said sternly to Qin Xiaotian, who was still shouting at the top of his lungs: "To be honest, I really want to kill you with a knife. But Chuanxun was killed by the unjust ghost Lu. You do not know the inside story. If I kill someone for my own selfish reasons, I am afraid I will be punished by God. So I will let you go for now. But you must listen clearly. This does not mean that I, He Jianfei, forgive you. I still think that you He is not worthy of being a human being, not even qualified to be a dog." At this point, He Jianfei paused, took a deep look at the green energy on Qin Xiaotian's body, and said word by word: "Those who play with fire will eventually burn themselves. Qin Xiaotian, your retribution will be very serious. It will be here soon." After saying that, he turned around and left, ignoring the shocked Qin Xiaotian.
Due to such a major incident, the entire college was forced to suspend classes. He Jianfei didn't want to go see the scene so as not to arouse his grief. He stayed in the dormitory and saw the things that would make him nervous. He had nowhere to stay, so he had to go to the audio-visual education building to explore Chigangding, which he had not found that night.
Last time the moon was dim and I couldn't see clearly. Today the sun is strong and I can almost see it at a glance. There is a white trace winding in on the left side of the audio-visual education building. The weeds on both sides of the road are half as tall as a person. It's lush and green, and it hasn't been pruned for I don't know how many years.
The grass at the exit has some grass half lying on the ground, slightly separated to both sides, which seems to be the traces left by someone passing by not long ago.
After parting the weeds and entering the intersection, I realized that this was not actually a path. Although the grass and trees on both sides were extremely dense and extended their branches and leaves in all directions, it could not hide the fact that the road was still wide.
From the neatly planned road boundary that still has faint marks in the middle of the road, you can vaguely see how it was a bustling and bustling scene when it was the main school road. Now it is desolate and dilapidated.
On the right side of the intersection, there is a low and crooked iron sign. Brush off the rust stains on it.
"Chigangding" three big characters with flying dragons and phoenixes appeared clearly, among which
The font of the word "Red" is slightly larger and more scrawled than the other two, so it has obviously been altered. All this is consistent with the legend of the Ghost Road.
Terror, like ripples, gradually spreads on this extremely quiet abandoned road.
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