Yan Jueshan found the birthday horoscope of the little star named Colin on the Internet. Fortunately, the birth horoscope was correct, but the evocation of the soul failed.

It was because he felt a strong attraction that locked the ghost. If he summoned the ghost forcibly, it would to a large extent cause him to lose one soul and two souls, and even if it got serious, it would not be impossible for him to fly away.

There are many ways to leave ghosts behind. The most common way is to directly apply a spell to the ghost's body, so that the ghost can only be bound to the left and right, just like an earth-bound spirit trapped in a fixed boundary, never reborn. generally.

Yan Jueshan can only achieve the purpose of communicating with the ghost by extending the chain, and find the place where the spell works, so that the ghost can be completely free.

If the chain is forcibly broken, it will also cause damage to the ghost itself.

Extending the chain is simple and easy, and it is extremely difficult to say that it is extremely difficult. In short, it is a test of Yan Jueshan's practical ability, but the person in Yujue wants him to learn how to transform this ghost, and those difficulties are not considered difficult. .

Wen Linyu watched as the hero took out a mirror and put it in front of him, closed all the curtains, lit the candles, and only the faint yellow light of the candles remained in the room.

He knew that the mirror he took out from the hero's hand was definitely not an ordinary mirror, so he saw the candle flame swaying without wind, as if it would be extinguished in the next second, but it was still on tenaciously, and then there was a pop, All the candles were extinguished at the same moment.

The surrounding area became dark.

Wen Linyu broke out in a cold sweat, feeling as if he was watching a 360-degree horror movie with no dead ends, and always had the illusion of a dark wind blowing on his face, although he didn't even have a "face" now, it was the same thing as what he was afraid of.

A black shadow appeared in the mirror at some point, and it gradually drifted closer. Wen Linyu knew that the male lead had succeeded. Looking at the ghost image that became clearer and clearer in the mirror, he really wanted to switch his high-definition perspective to Ivy's picture quality, but the system categorically replied that there is no such function.

On the other hand, while being psychologically fearful, I felt a little relieved in my heart, feeling that the male lead could be a teacher, no matter in theory or in practice.

The face of the ghost in the mirror was a bit dazed, as if he hadn't realized where he was, and then his eyes fixed on the surroundings, and there was no one around, and it suddenly lit up, but it was only for that moment, and the next moment he found himself There is also the chain that follows the body.

The ghost's hand was unconsciously placed on the chain on his chest, and the expression on his bluish-white face was very complicated, whether it was loss or something else.

"Are you Cen Jinliang?"

The male ghost was taken aback when he heard the name. He hadn't been called for a long time, and felt that the name had become very unfamiliar.

Thinking of this, he smiled quietly and said, "Yes."

His voice was very strange, rough and hoarse, and it seemed that it was difficult to say a word, as if it was squeezed out of his throat.

Wen Linyu frowned, and the male protagonist over there had already said, "You can talk normally." Yan Jueshan touched Yu Jue who had just moved a little bit, and said indifferently, "Because you are already dead."

Wen Linyu: ...

While this is true, wouldn't it be a little too straightforward to say this to the deceased himself?

Cen Jinliang shook his head, seemed to sigh, and said frankly: "I, I can't help it..." He thought for a while, then condensed the blue will-o'-the-wisp and came out into a few words, "Is this okay?"

After seeing Yan Jueshan nodding, he breathed a sigh of relief, and began to explain the reasons why he became like this.

Wen Linyu listened to it word by word. The whole process was like watching a third-rate TV series. In summary, it was a story of a little singer who knew nothing but singing and fell in love with his son-in-law. The male ghost didn't mention the word nurturing, and even described the son-in-law as a cohabitant, but from Wen Linyu's point of view, it's undoubtedly the kind of nurturing, and it's still the kind of true love. Also died young, miserable ah.

This drama is not like ordinary dramas. After the son suddenly realized that true love is by his side, he and the little singer went to a happy ending, but when the little singer was tortured and his heart was ashamed, it stopped abruptly and quietly walked towards BE.

Not only that, but the male ghost who died young couldn't get rid of his former gun-friend and entered reincarnation, and was trapped beside that person.

Wen Linyu, who has experienced so many worlds, also felt the oppression of the male ghost, and deeply felt the inhumanity of his gun-friend.

At this moment, Wen Linyu felt that the pity of this male ghost had the upper hand, and the horror subsided a lot. The male ghost was able to stand out and become a part of the entertainment industry. In fact, his appearance is not low. If you look closely, his facial features are very upright and handsome. When looking at people quietly, his eyebrows and eyes are like bright mountains and rivers, no wonder he was picked as a gun-friend.

"He and I are not from the same world." After the line of words transformed by the will-o'-the-wisp disappeared, the next line of words appeared again, "In the eyes of me, he was unique, but in his eyes," suddenly After a while, Cen Jinliang's pale face was a bit bitter, "All I have tried my best may be just an invisible part of all he has."

Yan Jueshan pressed Yu Jue, who was moving a little on his chest, and relayed what Wen Linyu had conveyed to him: "If you are really as you said, why did he imprison your soul around you?"

Cen Jinliang pursed his lips and pondered for a while. At this time, the bitterness had spread into his clear eyes. He didn't use will-o'-the-wisps. He didn't know whether he forgot or something. , maybe... after my death, feel guilty..."

"Besides, people and ghosts, different ways... I've missed it, so why bother with it..." He lowered his eyes and murmured, "I'm already very tired..."

Yan Jueshan's eyes changed when he heard "humans and ghosts have different paths", and he tightened his hand holding Yujue slightly, and he said, "I will help you escape."

but……

The evil thoughts in Yan Jueshan's heart became more and more clear, he would never save the ghosts in Yujue.

He will always stay by his side.

There will always be a way.

"Thank you."

After a few words, Cen Jinliang's eyes were relieved, and there was even a flickering golden light flickering all over his body, but before his soul collapsed into a firefly, he was suppressed by the chains again, and the golden light also went out.

There is no ghost in the mirror.

Yan Qirui unlocked and entered the small apartment as usual.

When he was in the entrance, he found a strange black figure in the living room. His eyes sharpened, but when he walked over, he found that it was a young man who appeared in the darkness. Yan Qirui turned on the light, his eyes were a little cold: "Why did you appear in the dark?" Here?" He folded his arms across his chest, "Leave quickly, or..."

"How did you manage to imprison the souls of dead people?"

Yan Qirui's expression changed: "Who told you this, didn't it..."

Yan Jueshan said: "He doesn't want to be locked by you, so let me help him."

Yan Qirui: "..."

The thing in Yan Qirui's hand fell to the floor, and he murmured: "Where is he? Is he really by my side?" His voice became louder, and his eyes looked around. Can't see anything.

But his face showed mixed emotions of ecstasy and grief, and he shouted: "Is he here?! Is he here! Tell me!"

Like a runaway lion looking around in circles.

From the perspective of Yan Jueshan and Wen Linyu, it can be clearly seen that this grief-stricken man and the ghost standing quietly beside him, watching him pass through the man's transparent body time and time again, seem a little extremely sad irony.

Yan Qirui's confused eyes finally fell on Yan Jueshan's face again: "What do you want? Money? Power? I can give you anything!" He said, but the angle he looked at was facing Cen Jinliang's Soul body, but he can't see, so he doesn't know who he is facing, "I just want to see him."

Just keep repeating: "I just want to see him!"

"it is good."

Yan Jueshan looked away from the ghost, bit his fingertips with his teeth, and walked towards the person: "Close your eyes, and I will open a short-term yin and yang eye for you."

While smearing blood on the man's eyelids with his fingertips, he quickly took away the thing on the man's chest that he had been protecting intentionally or unintentionally just now.

Yan Qirui was one step too late, the thing had already been taken away, but he had no intention of retaking it at this time - because the soul of a dead person appeared in front of him, although his complexion was pale, he was very familiar with it, and he had described it countless times. a face.

"Ah Liang..." He blurted out.

"It's bone ashes," Wen Linyu said, looking at the pen that had been corroded and rusted by ghost energy, "it's bone ashes inside."

Yan Jueshan nodded, reached out and wiped off the blood curse on the pen, then put the pen on the counter next to it, and looked over there.

The moment Yan Qirui saw that person, he was tongue-tied instead, all words were stuck in his throat.

Can only keep, keep, repeating his name.

"Ah Liang..." He said upside down, he didn't know what he was talking about, "That man told me that he could keep your soul, he just needed some of my spiritual power, I always thought he was just lying Well, it turns out that you are here... so good..."

Cen Jinliang looked at him silently.

The chains on his chest were shattered as the blood curse was wiped away, turning into dust, and the golden light that had been suppressed all the time also re-lighted, and his limbs began to blur.

"Ah Liang, I was wrong, stay by my side, okay..." Yan Qirui realized something at this moment, and there was a trace of pleading in his eyes. This person once loved him so much, and his heart was soft, he would definitely choose to stay with him By their side, they can start over...

At this moment, Cen Jinliang's face was gentle and calm, just like his appearance before he died, he opened his mouth and said in a rough and hoarse voice: "Yes, I'm sorry..."

He still chose to leave!

Yan Qirui froze, staring blankly at the person who reappeared in front of him. The familiar figure was completely blurred, and finally turned into little fireflies. He hurriedly grabbed it, and countless lights were annihilated in his palm.

He looked at the direction where the fireflies disappeared for a long time, and after a while, bitter water came from nowhere and fell down his cheeks.

He murmured: "Ah Liang, so you hate me so much..."

His eyes wandered, and he finally caught sight of something on the counter.

Even though he had completed the task of transmutation, Wen Linyu still felt uncomfortable.

"When I saw that person for the first time, I found that his "Qi" was not quite right. At first I thought it was caused by the ghost of Cen Jinliang by his side, but now it seems that there is still the blood curse that weakens his vitality The relationship between them, who gave them these things, could it be one person?..."

Wen Linyu sighed, thinking of one thing, he later realized that the little singer chose to leave, probably because he discovered that he still had the damage to Yan Qirui's body caused by the iron chain and the blood curse, right?But this is just his guess.

The camera switches to an apartment.

A figure fell on the floor of the hall, his eyes half-opened, as if he was staring at something.

A slightly rusty pen was deeply inserted into the man's chest, blood overflowed from between his fingers, and was inseparably mixed with the ashes in the opened pen.

The author has something to say:

Finally, the villains who are about to write about this world are hugged to death.

Tomorrow, I will have a routine panting day on Saturday, see you the day after tomorrow~

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