On how to save the world by defeating the protagonist

Chapter 281 Am I Really Sick
In the end, Tong Lu stood obediently in front of the jar.

But she didn't want to know the "truth", nor did she want to serve as the so-called "messenger of justice" to uphold justice or give a real blow to an old childhood friend who had vague "murderous" tendencies. She was just attracted by the light.

The moist brilliance that was soaked by the moonlight and shone in the young man's eyes.

"You are..." After seeing the miracle hidden in the other person's eyes, she seemed to understand the true meaning of the phrase "look at me": "Do you want me to see this?".That color was enough to be a bargaining chip in negotiating with her; but when she wanted to take a closer look, the young man withdrew abruptly and floated leisurely behind the wall.

I'm waiting for you in the secret room.After leaving only this lip expression, this person was completely invisible.

Damn it, are you going to draw your salary from the bottom of the pot?Tong Lu always hated others threatening her, but this time she had to accept this small, pleading "coercion".Thinking about that disturbing jar, she gritted her teeth, pulled away her soul body again and chased after him.

When she arrived in the secret room, she found that the ghost was already waiting next to the jar.

"So what are you calling me over now?" Maybe he was irritated by the other party's bitter smile, or maybe he was suppressed by the strong uneasiness emanating from the jar in front of him, the rescuer showed an inexplicable irritability at this moment : "Didn't you say that I can't touch anything in this state?"

"Why do you want me to come here?" She rolled her eyes and was about to leave when she saw the ghost standing in the moonlight. The pair of eyes covered with stars actually revealed an amber luster.Just like the new green leaves falling in spring.Without any warning, this metaphor suddenly appeared in her mind.

But in this case, it seems a bit inappropriate to use this kind of naive metaphor of a young girl in Huaichun.Lowering his head, Tong Lu and Kuai covered up his abnormality, and still showed that impatient look: "Your eyes will change color, I have already seen this;"

"And then?" She folded her arms, she looked indifferent, even a little contemptuous: "It's not that I haven't seen people like you before, it's nothing unusual. You asked me to come here for this, right?"

"There is a secret in the agreed jar, how are you going to show it to me?" When she stared at the young man in front of her out of the corner of her eye, she seemed to be contemptuous, but her arms hugged her tightly; she was the only one who knew that when she said this, How fast her heart beats, how strong her beating pulse is; and how cold the blood hidden in it is.

She is really cold.Ever since she saw this ghost, or in other words, since she discussed the task with Yao Jing at noon today and listed that person as the protagonist suspect, she has been chilling all the time; and now, the ghost in front of her only uses one Her actions pierced through her thin and frightened disguise:
In front of her, Ghost pointed to his "Amber" eyes again: You already guessed it, right?

You are a very smart person.A smile appeared, and the light and fluffy shadow in front of him slowly flew directly above the jar, and then stretched his translucent hand directly into the black flannel: You grew up in an environment that lacked family affection, so you cherish those childhood days very much. friendship, just like him.

But unlike him, you are a lucky normal person.Following that hand, after the whole thing passed through the tightly wrapped jar, the young man somehow fished out a small hanging tag: I'm not lying, you are really a normal person.

In fact, you are not sick at all.He held up the small sign and put it a little above the forehead of the person in front of him: You are only haunted by the curse of the Tang family, causing mental confusion and weak limbs; now, the curse has been completely eliminated.

What is this man talking about?Looking at the ghost floating around in front of her without talking about the main point, Tong Lu's heart beat faster, and she instinctively developed a mentality of evasion; then the small tag in front of her instantly attracted her full attention: it was the size of an ordinary eraser, and it was glued on. A metal nameplate with words engraved by an unknown liquid.

The word "Tang Shu" neatly written on it, its excessively neat strokes and heavy strength are the same as what she had seen on the tablet in the orphanage; familiar.

As early as this morning, she was forced to drink three large bowls full of this strange smelly liquid.

"This is your name?" When she wanted to reach out and grab the nameplate to see it clearly, Tong Lu remembered that she was still in a translucent soul state; helpless, she couldn't do anything, so she had to bite the bullet and ask the other party: "Why was it soaked in this jar? What was originally in the jar?"

Obviously, the ghost opposite has no intention of answering right away: You will know when you bring your body and come over alone tomorrow.He raised a finger to his lips and nodded slightly: Try to hide the action from that person, and be sure to get rid of all those who interfere.

I will always stay here waiting for you.

For a long time after her soul returned to the carrier, Tong Lu was in a daze.For a moment, she could hardly remember what the other party said, and also forgot what she should do;
She just remembered the moon shining in those eyes like a mirror, like a sad and sinister curse.

The "amnesia" produced by this kind of escapism is only effective for one night; by the next morning, the savior still reluctantly remembered his mission; The bad guys Bai Miaomiao and Liu Mian dug a common pit.

From "Do you know that Director Liu is still single?" to "I think you are a very good nurse who not only takes care of me a lot, but is also an excellent wife candidate", she successfully fooled Nurse Bai into a "departed woman" The director has a crush on the pseudo-hostess who has always been afraid to confess because of work reasons, and watched this person go to the director's office bravely to complete the "confession of love" all the way.

Very good, it should last for a while now!After hearing a slut's long and affectionate expression from the office, she secretly said "yeah", and then trotted all the way into the secret room.

In the secret room with plenty of sunlight in broad daylight, she saw for the first time that the mysterious ghost fully exposed itself to the light.

The legendary archangel with the six wings of holy light is nothing more than that.Sighing a little for the extremely eccentric appearance of the other party's parents, after receiving the signal, Tong Lu pulled up the flannel on the jar: "You want me to pull this off?"

"What is in this jar?" Even though her heart trembled the moment she touched the velvet, she still managed to hold on for a breath and reluctantly used small steps to pull off the entire piece of fabric; While pulling all the way, she had to distract herself by chatting with people around her:

"Look at the quality of the fabric, it's almost as good as the curtain used for performances in the National Grand Theater, and there are gold threads sandwiched in it." Looking at the shining eyes of the people around her, she tried her best to Restrain yourself not to drop the cloth in your hand: "Hey, let me ask you, since Xu yesterday you were able to fish out a small piece of metal from it, is it that this jar is all that kind of thing..."

No, it is not.At first, the ghost listened and nodded to the man's nonsense; but he couldn't help but refute when he heard this: there was only one thing in the jar, the most precious thing to that man.

The one in the jar is me.

"...Ah?" The ghost's sudden words caught Tong Lu off guard. Before the poor rescuer could get over his head, his hand couldn't help but twitched, dragging the half piece of flannelette to the ground; in an instant, All questions and answers are meaningless.

Because the truth has been exposed.

Like a work of art, a slightly curled up young man who is more beautiful than all the world in the world floats quietly in it, suspended in a jar of pale golden liquid; it is by no means a simple large-scale specimen, no matter whether it is in terms of skin, demeanor or From the nails, it looks like a living creature;
Only the circular bullet hole in his chest indicated his lost life.

What you see now is me.Standing on the side of the jar, the ghost pointed to the metal nameplate sunk at the bottom: I died in the orphanage ten years ago, in the hands of the Tang family, and in the arms of my brother.

In the arms of your "brother"?Looking at the young man floating quietly in front of her eyes, Tong Lu didn't pour out all her doubts like before; she just stared at the young man in the jar like a phantom:

Look at the fresh pinholes on the wrist, that jade-like face and those half-closed eyes, there is a touch of emerald green in it.

Not stars or amber, but green like a tea mountain in spring; like a wet forest and like an undisturbed lake, hidden under thick eyelashes, just like that person.

"Brother is very beautiful." "My brother looks completely different from me." "He is the driving force of my life"... For a moment, the words I heard from somewhere kept flooding into my mind, making Tong Lu almost want to Unsteady standing, can only gain a little strength by clenching the flannel in the palm of the hand;
She had already forgotten how she got out of that place, and she only remembered that someone whispered in her ear: Go, please save him.

So she ran all the way back to the hospital like this, and kicked open the door of her attending doctor's office without breathing evenly, holding the long black flannel cloth that mopped the floor in her hand.

She knew that most people were looking at her, and she couldn't care less, she just threw the flannel to the ground facing the surprised eyes of the two people in front of her:
"Doctor, am I really sick?"

(End of this chapter)