marry a ghost

It’s like watching a movie. Scenes are unfolding in front of your eyes. You can’t stop or interfere. You can only watch passively. This feeling of powerlessness is terrible.

Wei Ning was trapped in this darkness, walking beside this young man.

He has been with the young man for an unknown number of days. In this darkness, his sense of time and space has become blurred. At the beginning, Wei Ning could make some rough judgments, but now , he had already given up on this move.

Repeating the boy's tragic experience over and over again, Wei Ning went from being hurt and angry at the beginning to being insensitive now. When he watched those white shadows push the boy into the water again, his face was expressionless, only You can see the Adam's apple sliding up and down quickly.

Whether it's about this boy or those white shadows, Wei Ning can't figure it out.

Wei Ning is very familiar with the boy, but it's just familiarity. His brain seems to have been torn off by something. Something is missing. Can't recall anything.

The young man had a pointed chin, and was so thin that only a handful of bones remained. On his face that was so pale that there was no trace of blood, his dark eyes looked even more deep and unpredictable.The expression on his face faded away, and even in torture, his face was as rigid as a coffin, and it seemed that all emotions were concentrated in those eyes.

Wei Ning followed the young man as he walked blankly in the darkness. Not long after, Wei Ning discovered that the darkness actually had a boundary.

The boy seemed to be deliberately looking for a way out of this darkness.

Whenever they walked not far from the border, the mist as thick as the night would roll over, and the Yin Qi, like sulfuric acid, scraped against their bodies and penetrated deep into their internal organs. The pain in their bone marrow and blood vessels made them full Rolling around until he fainted.

Wei Ning was trembling with pain, his teeth were chattering, he stretched out his hand to grab the boy who was going to "be tortured" again, but his hand passed through the boy's body, Wei Ning looked at his hand with a blank expression on his face, but his hand Clenched into a fist.

The young man challenged the dense fog time and time again without hesitation, and returned home with wounds all over his body every time. However, the word "give up" did not seem to exist in his dictionary. He hit his head against the south wall and did not look back. Wei Ning was so stubborn that he wanted to Beat up.

This darkness is an invisible cage.

This kind of life is repeated every day, tortured by the white shadow, seeing "Little Wei Ning", and challenging the dark boundary. The young man is tireless and does not need to rest. He desperately resists, but there is nothing he can do. , there is no way.

One day, Wei Ning couldn't take it anymore, so he left the boy for a while.

He walked blankly in this darkness. The darkness was as thick as ink. The longer he stayed in it, the more numb his mind became. For a while, Wei Ning felt his body began to get heavy, as if he had absorbed a lot of water. Moisture is like a sponge, heavy.

Wei Ning began to feel his feet on the ground.

This situation makes Wei Ning both happy and worried. The happy thing is that this means that the boy can see him. Ning intuitively knew that this situation was extremely dangerous, but he didn't know what was so dangerous.

Wei Ning was walking, and heard some small whispers in front of him.

This was the second voice he heard in the darkness, besides the boy.Wei Ning was refreshed, and immediately ran over. Sure enough, two gray-white shadows appeared in the darkness. Their color was gray-black mixed with gray-white. Compared with the somewhat erratic gray-white shadow of the young man, their shapes were obviously more solidified. more solid.

As soon as Wei Ning ran in front of the two gray-white shadows, the two gray-white shadows immediately stopped talking to each other and turned their heads to look at him. Under their gaze, Wei Ning became nervous for no reason. Can they see themselves?Wei Ning stared closely at the two gray and white shadows.

The shadow next to it suddenly said, "It's strange, a wandering soul actually ran in."

Another shadow interjected, "Where is the wandering soul? It is obviously a scattered soul, and I don't know who did the evil, and pulled his soul into it."

The shadow next to him made a circle around Wei Ning in amazement, "It wasn't someone who messed with him on purpose, take a look, look at Sa, the red rope on his feet has a piece of ancient jade hanging on it, it's obviously Sa, who is used to fix his soul, if he deliberately messes with him, why not help him fix his soul."

Another shadow also took a look, "If you don't go out from here, it's useless to wear ancient jade all over your body and treat yourself as an antique decoration. If you lose your soul, you'll be a living dead."

The shadow next to him nodded, "That's true."

Wei Ning listened to their words, coming and going, as if they were talking about him. He sounded anxious and felt that it was closely related to him. However, he didn't know what he was anxious about, so he could only circle around change.

Another shadow said impatiently, "Let's go, let's go, mind your own business."

The shadow next to him didn't object.

Just when they were about to turn around and leave, a sharp call pierced through the darkness and Wei Ning was shocked. It was the boy's voice. He hadn't made a sound for a long time. What happened to make him cry? He panicked so much?

Wei Ning turned his back and stumbled towards the direction of the sound.Behind him, the two shadows looked at each other and followed behind him.

After walking not far, he saw that Shao was covered in blood, from head to toe, and the clear water that had flowed from his body turned into blood, one step at a time, bloody footprints, looking around in panic, looking for something, It opened its mouth and let out a terrible scream, like a ghost.

When Wei Ning ran to the boy's side, the screaming stopped abruptly.The boy looked around blankly, as if he didn't know what he was calling or what he was looking for.

The blood was still gurgling, flowing out from under his feet, forming a small puddle. Then, Wei Ning was dumbfounded to see that the blood in that puddle flowed back and seeped into the boy's body.

At this time, the two shadows who silently followed behind Wei Ning came to the boy's side, and started a back and forth conversation.

One of the shadows said, "Damn, what."

The other shadow nodded and agreed, "It's terrible, the blood energy of living creatures, the evil energy of the wetlands, and the resentment of premature death are all going to the sky. It won't be long before he himself can get rid of those dogs. Break free."

A shadow seemed to sigh, "It's just too painful."

Another shadow spat rudely, "As long as I can get rid of those things, it doesn't matter if it's ten or a hundred times more painful!"

One shadow was still a little compassionate, but the other shadow pushed him impatiently, walked up to the boy, grabbed the boy's shoulders with both hands, and lifted him into the air.

The boy struggled vigorously, dripping blood dripping from his feet.

The shadow shook his hand vigorously, the boy stopped struggling immediately, shrugged his head, and calmed down, the shadow clamped the boy between his arms, "Let's take him away, it's fate that we met, the action must be Hurry up, lest those dogs find out and come over."

Seeing that he was going to take the young man away, Wei Ning became anxious and kept walking around him, reaching out his hand to try to stop his action, but it was always in vain.

At this time, the shadow standing next to him suddenly shouted loudly, pulled his hand, grabbed Wei Ning and threw him into the air, "I haven't returned to my seat yet, when will I wait, go!"

Wei Ning only felt a burning pain in his ankle, which made him cry out, got up from the ground with sweat profusely, panting loudly, his head was still dizzy and painful, as if he was doing something. I had a very long nightmare, and I couldn't turn around for a while.

A cold breath rested on his shoulders, calming his turbulent soul.

As soon as Wei Ning raised his head, he saw the gray-white shadow formed by the dense fog standing in front of him, looking at him. At this time, Wei Ning didn't know why, but he was not afraid anymore. "Looked at each other.

There was a pity in the complicated eyes that he didn't even notice.Although he had almost forgotten what happened in the dream just now when he woke up, the emotional agitation was still clearly imprinted in his mind.

Wei Ning licked his dry mouth and said hoarsely, "What do you want to do?"

The gray-white shadow moved, and an open space immediately appeared on the ground. The glutinous rice that had turned black seemed to be dragged by something, and flew over. Slowly, the glutinous rice moved on the ground and turned into several Big blurry characters.

Wei Ning scolded Wei Shiyitong again in his heart, the two hundred and five, and swore that the glutinous rice was fried with mugwort on the day of the Double Ninth Festival. Chalk it up!

"Let my mother go, don't blame her—" A few words made of glutinous rice appeared in front of Wei Ning. When Wei Ning saw it, he suddenly became angry. In a moment of anger, he also forgot to be afraid, and blurted out, " Don’t blame her and who? My friends are lying there almost dead, and the gang must have a sense of proportion!”

The room was so quiet that you could even hear a needle drop on the ground, as if you were in a cemetery, Wei Ning shuddered fiercely, and the cold air came from the cracks in his bones, he wished he could bite himself off A tongue that allows you to talk fast and talk nonsense.

After a while, there was finally movement on the ground again, "If there is a cause, there will be an effect, and the crime will be paid back." After the glutinous rice became this line of words, it immediately shattered into powder, and when it was covered by the thick fog, it turned into ashes. Black sludge.

At the same time, the gray-white mist also began to lighten and slowly dissipate.

Looking at this scene, Wei Ning felt a little shy for some reason. He opened his mouth to say something, and moved his hand, as if he wanted to lift it up and stretch it out. However, he restrained himself and clenched his hand into a fist.

Wei Ning lowered his head and told himself that people and ghosts have different paths.