Welcome to the world of strange dreams

"Tell me first what exactly you heard?" Luo Zhao changed the subject.

Fu Minghui repeated what he heard.

Because she wanted to express the emotions of those spirits when they spoke, she even imitated the tone.

Although saying this in the dark in the middle of the night is a bit spooky and might easily attract unclean things, isn't Luo Zhao here?

When he was around, she had nothing to fear.

But what she didn't know was that in Luo Zhao's eyes, she pretended to be arrogant, sweet, and fierce, as if she was performing a one-man show, which was a bit cute.

Especially when pretending to be ferocious, ferocity is actually ferocious, just ferocious.

It made him feel weak, and he had to work very hard to stop the corners of his lips from rising.

"Then, what keeps you insisting on listening?" Finally, he shook his head without any trace, discarding the inappropriate emotion, and asked seriously.

"Although it was all illogical nonsense at first, but later, I heard something different." At this point, Fu Minghui also became serious, "I vaguely felt that the voice was different, had a rhythm, and it was me. A familiar rhythm. Then I remembered..."

She paused, covering up the nostalgia that would well up in her heart at any time.

It was like there was a river in her heart. The water was usually calm, but the waves would rise at any time.

That water wave is her deep, incomparable and irreplaceable love for her family, which she will never forget.

"That's the rhythm of my dad's chanting." She calmed down and continued, very confidently, "The mantra he chanted was the Purifying Mantra, and the Taishang Laojun said the Jing Jing Sutra. They are all about calming the mind and calming the soul. "

She can't recite it, let alone memorize it.

But her father is from a Taoist sect. Even though he is married and has children, he still does morning and evening classes.

She has been listening to it for more than 20 years. She is not familiar with it, but she can accurately judge it, so she will never hear it wrong.

"Li Yu?" Luo Zhao instantly understood who the chanter was and was slightly surprised.

"Li Yu!" Fu Minghui confirmed again.

Having said this, both of them secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Because this means that Li Yu is really not dead, not only based on Fu Minghui's intuition, but also as indirect evidence.

"What's his tone like?" Luo Zhao suppressed the joy in his heart and asked again.

"He... must be trapped, but his spirit is still sober. It's just..." Fu Minghui frowned, "He kept reciting scriptures and mantras, indicating that there was something disturbing his mind. In order not to be controlled, he I have no choice but to defend myself, so I don’t have time or energy to save myself.”

"Let's save him!" Luo Zhao was determined.

"I can also go into the border again and try to find the source of the sound. I can even find a way to talk to him." Fu Minghui said.

Luo Zhao shook his head.

He wanted to save Li Yu, but no one was more unwilling to lose his team members than him. He would rather die himself.

But in Fu Minghui's current state, things have to be prioritized. Not only is it useless to go in, but he may also lose another person, a very important one.

"You have to slow down, we will go again tomorrow." He quickly made a decision, "However, this information is also very important. After all, to trap Li Yu, some means must be used. Under the current conditions, direct violent kidnapping The possibility is slim. But what makes him unable to save himself and can only temporarily protect himself with peace of mind must be the blessing of metaphysics."

He suddenly raised his hand and patted the top of Fu Minghui's hair. "You are great. You have narrowed down the scope quite a bit. I will mobilize the power of the bureau and ask Lao Lu and Jianhui to investigate in this direction."

Yes, it feels like he should be a rich and powerful person, who has the ability to invite experts in metaphysics to help, or is even a practitioner of metaphysics himself.

Li Yu disappeared shortly after entering the hospital. If there is another story related to the hospital or its patients...

Together, these clues have indeed narrowed the search scope.

"Are you leaving now?" Fu Minghui was a little reluctant to see Luo Zhao stand up.

One is fear, the other is...

Not to mention the second one.

Luo Zhao hesitated for a moment, but finally gritted his teeth and moved.

He first reinstalled the desk lamp and pressed it, and there was light.

Then he said warmly, "Evil prevails over good. Remember, you are the one who helps them!"

He comforted, "If there is really danger, just shout loudly and someone will come to help you."

What he said was meaningful, and Fu Minghui understood: There is also an internal response here.

Lu Dachui once said that Luo Zhao would not let his lamb get lost in the Devil's Forest, so how could she think that she was alone?

Besides, rescuing Li Yu is important.

"Okay, I'm not afraid." She straightened her back and said.

Luo Zhao said nothing more, only glanced at Fu Minghui a few times, then suddenly turned around and walked away quickly.

Fu Minghui seemed to have lost all his strength. Only then did he feel that his energy was exhausted again after entering the border.

She slowly lay down.

I just feel that life is so strange. He is obviously just a man, but when he leaves, the whole room becomes as empty as an ice cellar, and the whole world collapses in half.

She felt that she was a little too dependent on Luo Zhao.

This is not a good thing.

It's not that he is unworthy of reliance, but she has been surrounded and pampered by her parents since she was a child. Someone held up the sky for her and raised her like a flower in the greenhouse.

But things are fickle. Her parents are gone, and so is Rourou. When she is the only one left, she is forced to face the whole world.

It took her a lot of effort, the kind of effort that almost killed her, to adapt to the fact that she had to face everything by herself, and she couldn't regress just because Luo Zhao was here.

She didn't know what Luo Zhao's attitude and feelings were towards her. After all, it seemed that he was not much different from his other subordinates. Just because she was weak, I took extra care of her.

She did pester him, like a crying child who wants milk.

But she needs to be independent, regardless of whether he loves her or not. Even if he does, only the strong can stand side by side with him, right?

She doesn't want to be a waste anymore. She can be pampered, but she has to be independent.

I raised my wrist and saw that it was only three in the morning.

But she couldn't sleep no matter what, trying to recall what those people on the border said. Because the tone and voice were different, she secretly classified them into categories and re-entered them into files on her mobile phone so that she could share the information with other team members.

Then he tried hard to recall Li Yu's voice of chanting sutras, trying to distinguish more details from it.

Not to mention, let her filter it out a little bit.

In the background of Li Yu's voice, there was a beeping sound, which was also rhythmic, but with a different rhythm.

Like...like...

The sound of the life monitoring equipment in the hospital!

It stands to reason that sounds outside the boundary cannot penetrate into the boundary. So, if she heard correctly, maybe Li Yu reproduced the voice to make people pay attention to it and find the most critical clue to rescue him!

Second update.

Let’s talk about the heroine’s attitude towards life. It reminds me of what my friend’s mother said: You can not do many things, but you can’t do them.