Phaseless Demon

Adults like to adapt the stories told to children very beautifully. No matter how bad and sad the ending of the story is, they will end with the sentence "they are happy together in the end",

He Qianjue shouldn't be so concerned about a fairy tale told to children, but this story inexplicably gave He Qianjue a wonderful illusion of empathy. Occasionally, for a moment, he felt that this story had actually happened. In a certain corner of this vast world, there was once a real and wonderful staged.

But the ending was not as simple as Zhuo Qianqian's words - "they were happy together in the end".

He Qianjue doesn't want to think about it, if he thinks about it, he can't help recalling it, once he recalls it, he feels his head hurts again.He had no choice but to reach out and rub his temples. At this moment, Zhuo Qianqian seemed to have seen something, and suddenly shouted at He Qianjue: "Look, uncle! It's my parents!"

Zhuo Qianqian seemed to be excited, she jumped up and down, pointed to the other side, and He Qianjue looked in the direction of her finger.

He quickly saw a couple standing in front of the counter in the hospital lobby, who seemed to be talking to the nurse at the front desk. He Qianjue looked very familiar to this couple, and then he quickly remembered that this was the couple hugging at the beginning. The couple whose daughter was covered in blood broke into the gate of the hospital. They seemed to have sent the child to the emergency room of the hospital, and now they came out to settle the fee or sign at the counter.

He Qianjue recalled the scene when the couple entered the hospital with their bleeding daughter in their arms, and then looked at Zhuo Qianqian's soul next to her.Zhuo Qianqian seemed to have gotten excited, and hurriedly ran over to her parents, never hearing He Qianjue's words to keep her: "Qiqian! Wait a minute!"

Zhuo Qianqian didn't hear what He Qianjue said, maybe she did, but she couldn't care less about it anymore, seeing her parents made her very happy, she couldn't wait to throw herself into her parents' arms, but when she ran in front of her parents , she realized that her parents didn't seem to see her at all. Even after she shouted for a long time, her parents still didn't turn their heads to look at her.

"Father, mother?" Zhuo Qianqian raised her head and looked at her parents standing in front of the hospital counter in puzzlement. She reached out to grab her mother's hand, but of course she failed. Her fingers were transparent and passed through her. Mother's palm, this made Zhuo Qianqian, who was only a few years old, very puzzled, and she even became a little frightened.

She continued to call her parents, but the couple didn't once turn their heads to look at her, they just continued talking to the nurse at the front desk.

The nurse said: "Your daughter is in good condition, the wound is not serious, but she has lost too much blood, and she will be fine after a few days of hospitalization and observation. In addition, our hospital has a children's psychological diagnosis and treatment department. Do you want to contact the doctor over there? Children self-harm This is relatively rare…”

Zhuo Qianqian's mother was devastated when she heard the words, covered her face and sobbed, and said intermittently: "How can a good-looking child be like this..."

Zhuo's father put his hand on her shoulder to comfort her: "Don't think too much, Sissy will get better soon."

"How can it be good!?" Zhuo's mother suddenly raised her head and shook off her husband's hand viciously, "You never cared about your daughter! You know how to go out to drink and socialize every day! Daughter, come on!" You didn’t come back until [-] or [-] o’clock after your birthday for a month, and you didn’t even bring back a gift! Who knows if you really have a social event outside!? Zhuo Mingyu, if anything happens to Sissy, it’s all about you wrong!"

Hearing this, Zhuo Mingyu's expression turned ugly. He didn't want to quarrel with his wife in the crowded hospital lobby, so he tried to keep his tone steady, and said calmly, "Wen Shan, calm down, This is not the place to fight."

"Don't worry! I don't bother arguing with you!" Wen Shan seemed to have made up her mind, and said firmly: "We will divorce when our daughter is well!"

"What do you mean!?" Zhuo Mingyu seemed anxious, "How old is Qianqian? You are going to get a divorce? Aren't you a typical example of wanting to kill her for the rest of her life?"

"Being with you is truly murdered for a lifetime!" Wen Shan shouted angrily.

Seeing her parents quarreling, Zhuo Qianqian seemed frightened, but soon wanted to touch her parents' hands. She was a good baby, and whenever her parents quarreled, she would muster up the courage to stand up and call it a stop. If you come out and tell your parents not to quarrel, they really won't continue to quarrel.

But Zhuo Qianqian can't meet her parents now, so of course she can't stop their quarrel, she can only watch her parents getting louder and louder, blushing at the top of their voices, and finally Zhuo Mingyu even raised his hand, wanting to slap his wife hard .

At this time, the nurse next to her couldn't stand it anymore, and looked at the patients and pedestrians in the hall, she couldn't help opening her mouth to ease the atmosphere, and said, "Gentlemen, you're quarreling with others, calm down, is it important to quarrel now or not?" The child is more important? Your daughter's surgery is about to start, and you should be able to go in and see her now."

After hearing what the nurse said, Wen Shan stretched out her hand and gave Zhuo Mingyu a hard push, and went to the emergency room where her daughter was without looking back. Zhuo Mingyu also kept silent after arranging her clothes. Followed up loudly.

Zhuo Qianqian looked at her parents wanting to leave, and wanted to follow in a daze. She didn't understand why her parents never looked at her, and she couldn't understand why she couldn't touch them when she stretched out her hand. It would vaguely make her feel sad, but she didn't want to leave her parents' side. She took small steps to follow in the footsteps of her parents, but at this moment, she heard singing.

The sound of someone singing.

It was a very wonderful sound, relatively ethereal, like a ballad coming from a mountain far, far away, distant and ethereal.The singing voice was not loud, and Zhuo Qianqian couldn't tell what words were sung in the singing, but it was amazing that Zhuo Qianqian felt that this singing voice had a fatal attraction for her, which was even more attractive than following The desire to follow her parents was even stronger, so that Zhuo Qianqian forgot her parents at that time, and turned her head to look at the place where the singing came from.

The singing voice was transmitted from the mirror where He Qianjue was staying, and his voice seemed to have attracted the attention of many other souls. All the ghosts floating in the hall began to float over staggeringly, and floated to He Qianjue in front of.

When Zhuo Qianqian was also attracted by the voice and floated in front of He Qianjue, He Qianjue stopped "singing". No, he wasn't actually singing, he was just singing, singing a spirit-calling poem. A summoning word that summons souls.

Only by singing the spirit-calling words in a form similar to singing can there be a spirit-calling effect. This is also a kind of spell for cultivators. The higher the cultivation level of the ascetic who sings the spirit-calling words, the better the effect.However, this spirit-calling word is relatively seldom used, because this kind of spell can summon not many souls, and the range is not large, and the effect is not particularly good, so practitioners prefer to use props such as soul-calling banners to call spirits.

But if you don't have any props, you can generally only use this method.

In the situation where everyone in the cultivation world relies on all kinds of powerful props and spells, the primitive method of calling spirit words is gradually forgotten, so that even some cultivators in the current cultivation world do not know "spirit calling words" at all. the existence of such a thing.

He Qianjue knew about it, although he couldn't figure out why he knew about it, but now, he just wanted to keep Zhuo Qianqian in her footsteps.

Now Zhuo Qianqian can't follow her parents to find her body, otherwise something terrible will happen, so He Qianjue wants to keep her. If she just calls her name, Zhou Qianqian will definitely not look back at He Qianjue, helpless Now, He Qianjue could only sing the spirit call.

But as soon as the spirit-calling words were sung, not only Zhuo Qianqian, but also other souls were attracted by He Qianjue.

Many souls in the hospital look like a cloud of white mist. Even if you can see or even talk to these souls that will be taken away by ghost officials at any time, they will not respond to you much, because they Forget things so badly, often after you finish talking about one thing, they don’t even remember what you said.

So He Qianjue ignored the other gathered souls, leaned on the mirror and squatted in front of Zhuo Qianqian, and said to the little girl: "Qiqian, you can't follow your parents."

Zhuo Qianqian looked sad, and she asked He Qianjue with a crying voice: "Why? Qianqian couldn't touch her mother's hand just now, did something terrible happen? Could Qianqian have died? Hello, Qianqian Fear……"

"Don't be afraid, uncle can let you go home, and he can also let you go back to your parents." He Qianjue calmly told the little girl, and he squinted at the little girl, "But you have to listen to uncle, every step of the way You must follow the steps I said, otherwise if you make a mistake, you will never be able to go home and see your parents."

Zhuo Qianqian may not understand it when she is young, but He Qianjue's words "I will never see my parents again" frightened her, she hurriedly nodded her head vigorously: "Qiqian will work hard, uncle, what should Qianqian do? ?”

"It's not difficult, child." He Qianjue smiled and spoke softly.

He lowered his head, and the hair on his forehead fell down softly with his movements. There was a dim light outside the mirror reflecting on his face. That beautiful face even made Zhuo Qianqian, a little girl, dizzy. straight.He Qianjue's tone was light and full of bewitching power, he whispered: "You just need to make a deal with me."