Resu will blow up [Quick Transmigration]

At this moment in the dead of night, except for the dim street lights, there is a dangerous darkness lurking around.

Looking at the unconscious man beside him and the empty back seat, Fang Zhuo's mind went blank and he didn't know what to do.

233 was puzzled, "What's the matter with you?"

Fang Zhuo was startled by the sudden voice in his head, and he reacted slowly, "Do you think he will have something? Has the earth soul disappeared?"

233 said, "There is only one possibility for the earth soul to disappear completely. The protagonist is dead, but now the protagonist is still alive."

Fang Zhuo's empty and restless little heart finally became more at ease, and the thoughts in his mind became clearer. Only then did he realize that his mobile phone was not the only one in the car.

He frantically took out the phone from Jiang Luyan.

After making the emergency call, he fell back on the seat and stared blankly at the unconscious man's side face, unable to figure out how things would suddenly turn out like this.

The unconscious person's resistance was slightly weaker, so he turned off the air conditioner in the car and opened the windows to breathe.

He pulled a tissue to wipe the sweat from the man's forehead, and then put his hand on the man's forehead. Fortunately, the body temperature was normal.

The back seat was empty, as if the pervert who had appeared in the back seat before was just his hallucination.

He still doesn't know about Jiang Luyan's physical condition, so he doesn't dare to move it casually, so he can only wipe the man's sweat again and again, while waiting on the spot.

In less than a quarter of an hour, on the curve not far ahead, the lights of the ambulance flashed.

The doctors and nurses got out of the car, carefully helped the man out of the car, and put him on the stretcher.

Fang Zhuo got into the ambulance together, and sat quietly watching the doctor give the man a preliminary examination.

"Heartbeat and blood pressure are all normal."

"Then when will he wake up?"

"Not sure, need to go back for further inspection."

Fang Zhuo nodded, his expression darkened.

After arriving at the hospital, Jiang Luyan was immediately pushed into the emergency room, but after some rescue and examination, he still didn't wake up, but his body functions were all normal.

Not to mention life-threatening, there was no sign of heatstroke.

The doctor was also a little puzzled, and made a guess, "Maybe it's just a sudden faint caused by overwork, and I will wake up soon."

Fang Zhuo pursed his lips, frowned and stared at the man on the hospital bed for a while, then took off the jade pendant around his neck.

This thing has aura, since it can nourish the soul, wearing it directly on the body should have the effect of stabilizing the soul.

What's more, the Taiji diagram can ward off evil spirits and prevent disasters. The hospital is very cloudy, and it is even worse at night. Wearing it for the boss can ward off evil spirits.

He hung the jade pendant around Jiang Luyan's neck, and stroked the man's hair, "Lie down obediently, I'll go back and find Master to show you."

After speaking, he went downstairs to go through various formalities, and walked out of the gate of the emergency building.

Looking at the dark and quiet street outside, Fang Zhuo felt apprehensive, put his hands in his pockets, stood on the stone steps at the door of the emergency room, pinched his thighs hard.

For fear of farts, he still has an exorcism talisman hand-painted by his master on his body, no matter what kind of monsters and ghosts he is, just throw it away.

233, "Why don't you make a call."

"Forget it, even if the master is awake, you can't let him come here alone in the middle of the night." What's more, there is no car near Wuming Temple.

He took a deep breath and walked quickly into the night.

It was also his luck that he got into the car as soon as he went out. The peaked cap on the driver's head was pressed a little low, so he couldn't see his face.

Fang Zhuo held his beating heart and said the address.

The driver pressed the meter and started the car without saying a word. Several times Fang Zhuo wondered if he was dozing off.

Miraculously, the road that I thought would not be smooth turned out to be surprisingly smooth.

When getting out of the car, Fang Zhuo sincerely thanked him, "Can you wait here, I have to go back to the hospital."

The driver nodded silently. The moonlight shone through the windshield and shone on his stiff hands, which looked a little weird.

Fang Zhuo hurriedly looked away, turned around and stepped on the steps, and slammed on the wooden door of the Taoist temple.

As if expecting him to come back, the door rang three times before being pulled open from the inside.

The old man was wearing a black Tang suit with dark patterns and cloth shoes, and he was planning to go out at first glance.

He waved his hand, "Let's go."

Fang Zhuo helped the old man to the front of the car, and was about to open the door when he was suddenly pulled hard.

The old man glanced at the driver's seat and asked an inexplicable question, "You came back in this car?"

Fang Zhuo, "Yes, what's the problem?"

Old man, "..." I really don't know whether this kid is lucky or not.

He waved his hand in frustration, "Get in the car first."

After the old man sat down firmly, Fang Zhuo got into the car from the other side and asked curiously, "Master, have you figured out why I came back?"

The old man said reluctantly, "No."

Not seeing any happy expression on Fang Zhuo's face, he said again, "I only counted someone coming to the door."

Sure enough, the cheap apprentice's eyes lit up, filled with worship.

The old man snorted contentedly, put his hands in his sleeves, closed his eyes and rested his mind.

Not long after, the car stopped at the entrance of the hospital. Fang Zhuo picked up the change and took the old man to the ward.

As soon as he opened the door of the ward, he felt something was wrong.

The window, which was clearly closed before leaving, was now wide open, and the curtains were blown wildly by the wind from nowhere.

The old man looked lazy, still holding his hands, "There is something in the room, just under the hospital bed."

Probably due to psychological effects, Fang Zhuo really saw a little outline from under the dark hospital bed.

"Do you have a talisman on you?" the old man asked.

"Yes, I drew it myself, and the one you gave me before." Fang Zhuo paused, "Can ghosts be caught later? Saving people is the most important thing."

The old man squinted over, and turned his eyes around the man's face, "The facial features are open, and there is no death and darkness, so you can't die."

"Use what you drew yourself, if it's not effective enough, paste a few more." Seeing that the person didn't move, he raised his foot and kicked it.

Fang Zhuo staggered and rushed in, just standing in front of the hospital bed.

He was wearing shorts, and it was already chilly under the dew in the middle of the night, but now that chilly feeling turned into substance and wrapped around his ankles.

Something crawled out from under the bed.

His heartbeat changed from calm to violent, he took out the crumpled yellow talisman from his pocket with shaking hands, closed his eyes and quickly stuck it to the thing's forehead.

Just in case, he posted a few more, and the invisible shackles wrapped around his feet were instantly loosened.

The thing on the ground had slender limbs and a ridiculously big belly. After being pasted with a few yellow talismans, it rolled a few times on the ground, turned into black smoke, and dissipated.

The old man raised his eyebrows, and there was a flash of appreciation in his eyes.

He walked in, and Cope said, "That's a starving ghost who will eat anything."

Fang Zhuo regained consciousness from his daze, went back to the door and turned on the light, only then did he see that most of the things in the ward had been bitten.

Even the steel-framed hospital bed has deep teeth marks.

Fang Zhuo, "..." This is how hungry you are, and you will be so hungry.

But this is not important, the important thing is the life of the boss, he pulled the old man to the hospital bed.

"Let's see how to wake people up first."

The old man frowned, "I'll wake up naturally at dawn."

Fang Zhuo, "Are you kidding me???"

The old man glared at him, "I don't have that much time to spare." As he spoke, his eyes suddenly sharpened, and he stretched out his hand to pull out the red rope around Jiang Luyan's neck.

Fang Zhuo, "..."

This feeling, how should I put it, is a bit embarrassing, like being caught by a parent for a puppy love.

"I said why didn't the starving ghost eat him..." The old man smiled half-smile, "You are really generous, do you know how much this thing is worth? If you give it to someone, give it to someone else?"

Fang Zhuo felt guilty, "The hospital is too dangerous at night, so..."

"What about you? I don't know what's going on with me?" It was the first time he had seen him do this for his good brother, "Do you know what kind of taxi you were in before?"

Fang Zhuo had a bad feeling, "What?"

The old man snapped, "Ghost car!"

No wonder that person didn't say a word, kept his head down and pretended to be mysterious, and before getting into the car, the master suddenly grabbed him...

A picture flashed in his mind, and Fang Zhuo immediately took out all the change in his trouser pocket.

I'll go, it's all yellow paper money.

Fang Zhuo quickly crumpled the paper money into a ball, threw it into the toilet in the bathroom of the ward, and flushed it away with water.

He came out with a look of fear on his face, and asked speechlessly, "You know it's a ghost car, why did you take me to sit on it?"

"In the middle of the night, why don't you use your legs to walk?" The old man blew his beard and stared, then turned his head suddenly, and stared at the man on the bed twice more.

"I said, why does it look familiar..." He said, pointing Jiang Luyan's eyebrows with his finger, "The earth soul has returned to its original body, what's going on?"

Fang Zhuo only said that the soul of the earth appeared in front of Jiang Luyan, and then one person and one soul couldn't understand each other, and they wanted to swallow each other's will, and then they fought.

The more the master listened, the brighter his eyes became, "Wonderful."

It is unheard of for the soul of the earth to appear in front of the body.

Fang Zhuo saw in his eyes the madness of a scientist discovering a new species, and he moved his feet to block between the old man and the hospital bed.

"It's the first time I've heard of such a thing." The old man stroked his goatee, "It's just a show, and you can fight... It's interesting."

After he finished speaking, he suddenly pulled Fang Zhuo in front of him with his backhand, and pressed his head down.

Fang Zhuo's forehead collided with the man's hard, and the closed eyes underneath opened suddenly, with extremely aggressive eyes.

The old man didn't know anything, so he pointed out with a drawn-out voice, "Close your eyes and feel it carefully. With your physique, you should be able to feel the state of the earth soul at this time."

The yin energy of the cheap apprentice is different from that of ghosts. The yin energy of ghosts comes from negative emotions, while the yin energy of his apprentices is from nature and human beings.

Facing the opened eyes, Fang Zhuo bent his eyes and closed his eyelids.

While his eyes were covered in darkness, he saw one, two, three, four, five, six, seven and eight people separated by mist.

They had different faces and temperaments, but the eyes they looked at him were as sharp as a knife, wishing to tear him apart.

Fang Zhuo knew those people.

The men lowered their heads, as if sensing his prying eyes, they suddenly looked over in unison, and kept approaching, then slowly overlapped to become one person.

The man's facial features were indistinct after overlapping, except for a pair of eyes that were very clear. The eyes that wanted to scratch his skin and cramps were more terrifying than the sum of the previous few people.

Fang Zhuo gasped in fright, opened his eyes suddenly, and met the pair below.

Jiang Luyan curved his lips, narrowed his eyes happily, and said in a voice that only two people could hear:

"I found you again."

Before Fang Zhuo could react, the man suddenly raised his chin, kissed him on the mouth, then closed his eyes again, and fell asleep again.

"Did you feel it?" The old man saw that his apprentice was as motionless as a piece of wood, and bent over to look over.

In the end, he saw his apprentice's face alternately turning green, white and red, which was quite interesting.

The old man took advantage of the situation and slapped him on the back of the head, "Why are you in a daze? I'm asking you something."

Fang Zhuo stood up straight, his lips moved silently, and it took him a while to say, "I, I didn't feel anything."

The old man frowned, "Impossible, the yin energy on your body is like a detector, and you should be very sensitive to the same type of yin energy that comes from the living soul."

Thinking of the scene he "saw" just now, Fang Zhuo was not sure if it was an illusion created by his mind.

"Master, let me try again."

After he finished speaking, without waiting for the old man's reply, he bent down and pressed his forehead against it again, closing his eyes.

The man who couldn't see his face was still there, he stood there with his hands in his hands, his eagle-like gaze pierced straight at him.

Fang Zhuo had inexplicable heart palpitations, and even had an urge to run away.

"You will never know how long I have been looking for you." The cold voice came from all directions, and the man finally walked up to him "in front of the interview", like a standing mountain, which made people very depressing.

But the most surprising thing was that he smelled a faint fragrance like sandalwood from nowhere.

But isn't he in the hospital? What he smells should be the smell of disinfectant, right?

In doubt, a sharp alarm sounded in his head, Fang Zhuo opened his eyes again, and staggered back.

The alarm from the system is still going on, louder than louder.

He covered his ears and squatted on the ground, "Shut up!"

233's voice suddenly interjected, and the official report said, "Ultra-high frequency energy has been detected, please keep the host away from the energy body immediately."

Fang Zhuo gasped twice, his legs were so weak that he couldn't stand up.

The old man approached, reached out and pulled him up from the ground, "What's wrong with you?"

It's just an induction, why is this kid's complexion so bad.

The alarm sound in his head didn't stop, but the sound weakened a little. Fang Zhuo tried to behave as naturally as possible, "It's nothing, I'm going to the bathroom."

The old man frowned, took his pulse quietly, and made sure that there was nothing wrong with him, so he waved him to go quickly.

The farther away he was from the ward, the weaker the siren in his head became, until he reached the end of the corridor and finally stopped.

Fang Zhuo shook his sweaty clothes and frowned, "What's going on?"

233 Hemmed and hawed, didn't say a fart for a long time.

"It's not easy to say? Then I'll ask you to answer." Fang Zhuo's tone was unprecedentedly serious, which frightened the system for a moment.

233, "You ask, I, I will try my best to answer."

"Why is the protagonist the same person in every world?"

"I can't tell."

"..." Fang Zhuo, "Why did you just sound the alarm?"

"The energy peak of the protagonist just now was too high, almost exceeding the limit that the world can carry."

"What will happen if it exceeds?"

"The world will collapse."

Fang Zhuo rubbed his chin, "So the protagonist suppressed his ability during or before the time travel?"

233 didn't make a sound, which was acquiescence, and then heard the host say, "The energy must be suppressed in order to travel. It seems that my man is a big boss."

Thinking of what the strange man said before, Fang Zhuo's face darkened.

"233, am I... dead in the real world?"