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No matter at any time, it is wrong to give up struggling and giving up survival, and such a person is not worthy of being saved by others.Xie Huan has always been a strong-willed and stubborn person. At this time, he kept telling himself to be strong and hold on. Now that the phone has been connected, but there is no sound after a long call, Tan Jilin will definitely find something unusual And came to rescue him.As long as he waits until Tan Jilin arrives, he will have the hope of surviving. At worst, if he dies, there will still be someone who can know the truth about his death, so he won't be an unjust dead ghost.

Xie Huan is an absolute atheist. He has never believed in ghosts, let alone believe in heaven and earth after death.But tonight's experience has completely shattered his faith. He can't help but believe that on the opposite side of this material world, there is a space that is unknown to human beings. People can only try their best to guess and imagine the mystery in it.However, they can enter and exit our world, but we cannot really spy on them. Even if the dead can understand them, they can no longer tell the truth to the world.No wonder it is said that the dead are the most reliable.

But that's for someone who knows too many secrets. He thinks he hasn't heard or seen anything he shouldn't know. Why let him go through this?

Xie Huan doesn't interrupt the random thoughts in his head, as long as he doesn't let himself become unconscious or lose consciousness, he doesn't care what is going on in his head.In addition to these wild thoughts, he kept strengthening his consciousness. If he was still alive, he must ask clearly, and ask Tan Jilin clearly.What he didn't know, Tan Jilin must know, must know more than him.He will never believe the nonsense that he fell down, that he had hallucinations, and he will never act with him again!

Just, can you still live?If he died, would he know everything by himself without asking anyone?

Xie Huan could feel his consciousness losing little by little, along with his lost body temperature. He tried desperately to catch it but it was in vain. That was not what a normal mortal like him could do.

When people are hopeless, they have to believe in everything!

Xie Huan recalled the various myths and legends he had read, no matter what country or religion, he began to pray for the West Heaven Buddha, Christ, Lord, Jade Emperor, Guanyin and Arhat in his heart, and even Sun Wukong, William II, and Athena came to his mind. He shouted in his heart: Whoever you are, come and save me, if you save me, I will convert to your sect and be your most devout believer forever!Come and save me...

God said: People are always like this. They want me to know when they do something good, and they want me not to know about something bad. This is very difficult to do.

Indeed, people are asking too much of the gods, no matter what you do, God is watching.

Buddha said: Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground.

In this way, what about those who have never held a butcher knife?It turns out that even the Buddha is bullying.

People say: sharpen your guns in front of the battle, you will be unhappy if you are unhappy; if you hold Buddha's feet temporarily, you may really be blessed.

So, how can those believers who worship Buddha devoutly face this situation?Perhaps Buddha is also vain.

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No matter how the heavens and man fought, no matter how he bruised his mouth in his heart, no matter how he wanted to show his piety by smashing his head, no gods and spirits came to save him.Xie Huan smiled bitterly in his heart, even those immortal Buddhas who transcended the world are so hypocritical.Or maybe, the sky will send a big responsibility to the people?Or, if you survive a catastrophe, you will have a future blessing?It's also possible that misfortune comes from blessings?

I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know. He just wants to live now. He is just an ordinary student. He has a better brain and hopes to live a better life in the future. He has no lofty ambitions. How lucky is his fate not to kill him... He is just an easy-to-satisfy petty citizen, why let him go through this?

There is a saying that it is better to ask for others than to ask for yourself. Xie Huan has been completely disappointed with Mantian God and Buddha. His body began to become stiff, as if his joints would click and click. He was wondering if he could bear the pain?But any feeling is an insignificant pain compared to waiting to die, Xie Huan has to grit his teeth and concentrate all his energy on the hand holding the phone, he has to make a final fight!

But his hand was immediately pressed by something, and he could feel the opponent's constant crushing, as if his hand was about to be turned into ashes.The pain has been completely diluted by the feeling brought by the mucus covering his body. Apart from feeling something being crushed, he doesn't know anything else.Just when he was almost desperate for this hand, a voice sounded, for him at this time, it was a more beautiful voice than Tian Lai!

"Thank you!" It was Tan Jilin.

Xie Huan's nose was sore, and he was about to cry immediately. His throat was choked and uncomfortable, but he still couldn't make a sound, and he still couldn't make any expressions. Just like a dead zombie, his expression was numb and his whole body was stiff.

His eyes were gradually able to see things, and the weight on his body was gradually becoming lighter. He was surprised to find that he could raise his head, turn his eyes, and make whining sounds from his throat.

He saw Tan Jilin, who was a few steps away, kept changing his hand gestures, some bright colored lights surrounded him, and the swimming air currents were like gorgeous dragons, and the raised head was the movement of dragon chant.He guessed right on this point, it was a sign of being ready to go, and in the next second he came towards him with a wave of Tan Jilin's arm.

Xie Huan was shocked: He came to Tan Jilin to save him, not to send him to euthanasia!

But when the ray of light fell on him, he didn't feel any pain or discomfort at all, and those unclear things on his body gradually became thinner and thinner. He tried to move his hands and feet, and he stretched He opened his mouth to speak, but was stopped by Tan Jilin.

Tan Jilin pinned his right hand behind his back and drew a half-arc to the right. There was a yellow note between his index finger and middle finger. It was the same color as the one he saw on the phone, but this time it was much bigger. There is also something painted in red on it. Xie Huan finally understood that this is an exorcism spell seen in movies and TV dramas in the past. Taoist priests usually carry a few on their bodies, and they can eliminate unclean things when they encounter them.

Tan Jilin stared at this talisman, concentrated all his energy, curled up his left index finger, clasped his thumb, and muttered something in his mouth. With a sudden wave, the note ignited and spontaneously ignited. With another effort, the note ignited into a flaming fireball like Xie Huanfei go.Only smelling a burnt smell in the air, Xie Huan could move freely all over his body.

He stood up and ran like Tan Jilin, he really didn't want to stay in that place for a long time.

"Teacher." Xie Huan ran over with a smile, happy from the bottom of his heart, who can be unhappy after escaping from death.He was only a few steps away from standing in front of Tan Jilin, when suddenly a strong force hit him from behind, Xie Huan didn't even have the strength to look back at the murderer, but his tightly closed lips couldn't stop the cough caused by the labor pain, and even brought Foaming blood...

Tan Jilin watched this scene happen in front of him, his eyes widened in horror and he couldn't make any response. He was extremely angry and felt pain that couldn't be concealed. For the first time, he realized that he was so powerless that he even protected his own students. no!

Xie Huan was lying on the cold and hard ground, spitting blood out of his mouth, which soon wet his front, and he didn't even have the strength to raise his hand to wipe it, and he was a little powerless even trying to maintain his breathing .Xie Huan felt that his spine might be broken, and he would be a high paraplegic in the future, and those days of sweating and laughing in the sports field under the sun would not belong to him anymore.His chest hurts, and he thinks that maybe the ribs were broken, and maybe the broken bone pierced into the alveoli, which made him suffer so much even to breathe.

Sorrow spread all over his body, and he couldn't help wanting to cry. He was so wronged. He was obviously just an ordinary college student. After more than a year of peace, he would be able to graduate and enter the society, and start the future he had planned long ago. Who did he provoke, why did he suffer everything?

His throat was choked with pain, and he was even more sad than when he was covered with mucus just now. He wanted to cry but couldn't. The pain in his throat made him dare not even try to shed tears. Xie Huan relaxed his whole body in frustration. He really didn't want to Struggling any more, what is the use? Already like this, living is also a burden, why do you still want to live?

He hadn't even graduated from college, hadn't experienced anything, not even love, and was about to die like this.It's a bit hypocritical to feel that life is too fragile now, but he really couldn't think of anything else after this happened.

He even started to regret that he shouldn't have called Tan Jilin to rescue him, so that even if he died, no one else would see him lying on the ground like a pile of mud.

Xie Huan's consciousness passed quickly, he had given up struggling and survival, his vitality poured away like a flood that suddenly let go of the sluice, and he was about to fall asleep in a trance.

He dreamed that he was standing up, the sun was hitting the top of his head, sweat flowed from his forehead to his chin and dripped to the ground, and someone called him from behind. He seemed to have just experienced something happy, and he turned around with a smile on his face. The corners of Khan's eyes shone brightly, and he could see the colorful light even when his eyelashes fluttered slightly.

But he didn't see anything, behind him was a large piece of darkness, and the thick ink slowly soaked in, rising from his feet, and soon reached his knees, he wanted to run away in fright, he couldn't move He moved his legs, as if something was grabbing his ankles and pinning him to the ground.

Xie Huan felt even more terrified. He looked around and saw many people moving around not far from him, some of whom he even knew, but they didn't notice anything strange about him at all, and they were still doing their own things. He wanted to open his mouth to shout but couldn't make any sound, so he waved his arms wildly, hoping that someone would see and help him.

He was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. No one saw that no one was coming. He seemed to have entered another world... This thought made Xie Huan tremble all over. Could it be that he is already dead?

"Xie Huan, Xie Huan..." Tan Jilin's anxious voice gradually brought back Xie Huan's soul, he opened his eyes and saw a familiar face, his waving arms stopped, and he grabbed onto his shoulder , but there is not much strength in his hands.

"Ms. Ye..." He looked at Tan Jilin and nodded in agreement, and couldn't help crying, he's not dead yet.He never knew that he was such a person who was greedy for life and afraid of death. His usual rhetoric was gone, and he was so excited that he was still alive that tears filled his eyes.

Seeing that he was crying suddenly, Tan Jilin thought it was because he was unwell, so he asked, "What's the matter, what's wrong?"

Xie Huan shook his head slightly, and laughed again: "I am, unexpectedly, still, alive..." It was very difficult to speak, he could only jump out one word at a time, even so, one sentence exhausted him.

"Drink some water." Tan Jilin went to insert a straw into the cup, brought it to Xie Huan's mouth, "Drink some water, it will be better."

Xie Huan obediently drank the water. He still wanted to talk, but he couldn't resist the drowsiness. He closed his eyes and fell asleep again without changing his posture.

When he woke up again, he found that it was already dark outside. He turned his head to look around. Tan Jilin was gone, and there was no one else. He thought about the experience at night again, and the feeling of fear emerged, and his whole body became cold again.

"Teacher..." Xie Huan uttered the loudest voice, his hands and feet curled up into a ball with difficulty, his eyes looked around vigilantly, and his breathing was not so smooth.

Tan Jilin was preparing dinner in the kitchen, when he heard the sound of running over, Xie Huan had already wrapped himself and the quilt into silkworm chrysalis, and he didn't know how he did it with his weak body.

"Xie Huan, don't be afraid, Xie Huan. I'm here." Tan Jilin embraced him with the quilt and combed his hair with his fingers. His deep voice calmed his anxiety.

"Teacher, I'm very scared..." Xie Huan's face was full of grievances, like a frightened child, looking directly at Tan Jilin with miserable eyes, and he was about to cry with his mouth flattened.

"Don't be afraid, it's all right now, look, this is my home, it's very safe." Tan Jilin patted him on the back, and gently put him back on the bed to lie flat.Xie Huan has been holding on to his sleeve tightly, afraid that if he is not careful, he will be left alone, suffocating in the endless darkness.

Tan Jilin comforted him for a while, then went into the kitchen and turned off the rice cooker, filled the porridge and served it to Xie Huan.Knowing that Xie Huan really didn't even have the strength to eat, he took a spoon and fed him bit by bit.

Perhaps because of the meal, Xie Huan's hands and feet began to warm up, and his mood became much calmer, so Tan Jilin stuffed himself with something to eat.The two sat for a while without talking, Xie Huan closed his eyes, and he tucked the quilt for him to turn off the light, but Xie Huan grabbed the corner of his clothes. He lowered his head and found that those eyes were clear and bright, and he was not sleepy at all.