Live a Good Life with the Villain Husband [Transmigration Book]

Gu Nansong tightly squeezed Yi Han's hand, and took a few deep breaths to calm down his restless mood. He looked at Xia Huaixu and said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have yelled at you. Did many people in the villa have inexplicable behaviors? The drowsiness phenomenon, is it all because the soul has left the body?"

Xia Huaixu nodded: "It's true."

Gu Nansong was silent for a while: "Is there a way?"

Xia Huaixu's expression was a little more tangled and hesitant.

When Gu Nansong saw this, his heart moved: "Let's talk about it in another place first."

Bringing Yi Hanchen back to the small villa, Huo Zhai was carried by Zhao Yanxiao and sent down, one bed alone, Gu Nansong looked at Xia Huaixu who was hesitating behind him and said: "There is a way, right, but this The trick doesn’t necessarily work.”

"Yes, since the souls of these people have left, and they can't find their breath, combined with the fact that guests have dreamed several times in the villa, there should be a unique realm of soul consciousness built here. The subconscious will be affected by chance and coincidence, but I haven't noticed anything strange within the scope of this mountain villa, and it's hard to decipher it from the outside..."

"Not from the outside, but from the inside."

Gu Nansong followed Xia Huaixu's words: "Only the soul can go to that special field, right?"

"Yes, but that unknown realm will affect the consciousness, if those who go to search for the soul will also get lost in it..." Xia Huaixu's expression was heavy, and the hesitation in his eyes deepened.

Gu Nansong's heart moved, and he raised his hand to pat Xia Huaixu's forehead.

"I'm the only one who can do this, right?"

The method of leaving the soul is a forbidden technique among the celestial masters. It is not allowed to extract the soul of a living person without authorization, but it is really forced to extract the soul of a living person. In order to ensure that the person whose soul has been extracted can return to his body again, the caster needs to Maintaining spells all the time to protect the "invisible and fragile" connection between body and soul means that Xia Huaixu cannot cast spells on himself and needs someone to be his tool.

Gu Nansong was the only person with a strong soul and mysterious ability on the spot.

And only Gu Nansong, Xia Huaixu must stay even if he can go, so as to deal with all possible unexpected situations. In dealing with ghosts and thaumaturgy, Xia Huaixu is more professional than him. , and only he can figure it out.

"There is nothing to hesitate."

Gu Nansong smiled at Xia Huaixu.

"You have to believe me."

"I am a person who cherishes my life very much, and I will definitely bring people back successfully."

"And speaking of it, I have the closest relationship with him, and I am the only one who can find him. Your master said that I am a person who can not even kill the lone star of the devil. His life will not end at this moment, so naturally I will Won't."

The young man has a firm expression, and his eyes are full of confidence. His confident appearance really makes people choose to believe him involuntarily.

Gu Nansong is very strong, both in his strength and in his heart.

Throwing away the last bit of hesitation, Xia Huaixu nodded heavily, and promised: "I will protect you when you come back safely."

Gu Nansong smiled, but suddenly remembered something.

"It's other people...how should I find them?"

Xia Huaixu said: "That's no problem. The soul that has just left the body has a strong resonance with the body. I will give you their remaining breath. It can guide you in the general direction."

"Okay." Gu Nansong nodded: "Then let's start."

Xia Huaixu asked Xu Shen to move all the departed guests here, and found a larger room to arrange them in a row. To be honest, the scene was really creepy, lying next to each other, it was very similar to In the morgue, Gu Nansong asked Xu Shen to move a few beds because his husband and good friends were not willing to lie on the ground like these people.

Gu Nansong climbed onto the bed.

This is a single bed. When two adult men lay down on it, they were tightly squeezed together. In order not to fall out of the bed, Gu Nansong almost stuffed himself into Yi Hanchen's arms, and his bodies were tightly pressed against each other. , Gu Nansong couldn't help but smile when he could clearly smell the fragrance emanating from the other party's body.

"Don't you have to share the same bed?"

"If you were awake, you would probably have lost your temper."

Xia Huaixu walked up to Gu Nansong, and asked seriously, "Are you ready?"

Gu Nansong quickly retracted the evil claws on the thin back, raised his head, and nodded solemnly.

Xia Huaixu raised his fingers together, and a ray of red light flowed through the fingertips. Gu Nansong only felt his eyes flicker, and his consciousness sank. The golden light entangled and shrouded, and a strange pattern fell on the position between the eyebrows, floating in mid-air , but couldn't light up the eyes that had lost their spirit.

He raised his finger from between his eyebrows, and with a light tick of the pre-drawn spell, he quickly flew over.

The golden talisman fell between the eyebrows, and the other seven talismans, which were darker than it, floated in mid-air, stabbed and ignited spontaneously without wind, and the golden flame blazed and danced. Xia Huaixu raised his hand and gently closed Gu Nansong's eyes, which were still open. Seeing this movement, the onlookers felt shivering. They were still panting, and their chests were still heaving. Master Xia, isn't this movement a bit inappropriate?

Seeing everyone looking at him with extremely complicated eyes, Xia Huaixu asked strangely, "What's wrong?"

After a while of silence, Zhang Yunxiang could only ask, "Young Master Gu... when will he be back?"

Xia Huaixu frowned, suppressing the surging worries in his heart, and replied decisively: "He will come back."

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When Gu Nansong came to his senses, he was in a strange place. It should be an old residential building. There was no elevator. There were only two families on the first floor. He was standing in the dark In the stairwell, if you look up, you can see the closed metal anti-theft door of the family directly above.

He was a little dazed, unable to recall when he came here and why he came here.

At this time, footsteps came from downstairs, light and heavy.

The voice-activated lights above the head flickered, and the sound of heavy breathing gradually became clear in the silent corridor.

Someone was approaching, he staggered towards him, a strong smell of alcohol rushed straight to the door, causing Gu Nansong to frown impatiently, and quickly stepped aside, it was a drunk man, muttering indistinctly He brushed past Gu Nansong, seemingly not noticing that there were other people, without even casting a glance.

Gu Nansong watched him staggeringly walk to the security door.

After groping around for a while, he found the key to open the door. After shaking his hands several times, he couldn't align the keyhole. The drunk man lost his patience, raised his hand and banged heavily on the iron door, shouting: "Open the door! Open the door for me! Hurry up...do you hear me!"

There was no movement in the house.

Gu Nansong turned his head and looked at the corner of the corridor. There was a hollow hole in the wall, and it was pitch black. It was late at night, and the residents in the building should have gone to bed. Even if there were people in the house, it was probably already gone Falling into a deep sleep, I couldn't hear the movement of the door for a while.

The drunk man cursed and wiped his face fiercely.

This time, he successfully put the keyhole into the lockhole.

"Squeak" sounded.

The anti-theft door was pulled open.

Gu Nansong's heart skipped a beat.

A strong sense of crisis welled up in my heart. The opening of the anti-theft door was like opening the entrance to hell. Behind the anti-theft door was an ordinary wooden door, and the last line of defense also clicked. Gu Nansong, who had been observing a series of behaviors of the drunk, suddenly let out a soft "hiss".

The moment the last door opened, a white ball of light lit up in the palm of his right hand.

Slightly tingling, trembling uncomfortably in the palm.

After a loud "bang", there was a tragic cry of a child in the house.

Gu Nansong's heart was moved, and he didn't care about thinking about the current situation. He took a few strides upstairs and rushed into the room with the door closed. The lights in the room were already on, but the strange thing was that the warm yellow chandelier was Covered with an ominous layer of blood red, he quickly searched his eyes, walked through the entrance, and saw the only door that was pushed open, from which piercing cries came from.

"You little bastard! You didn't even open the door for me!"

"Useless bastard, eating Lao Tzu's and drinking Lao Tzu's, you can't hear even when you open the door, are you deaf?!"

"Why are you crying! You are just like your bitch mother! It's disgusting to look at!"

The unbearable abuse, the tearful crying, and the beating sounds that seemed to hit the heart.

Gu Nansong frowned, with a surge of anger, he rushed into the room and kicked the devil-like figure with teeth and claws. The man was already unstable after drinking, and he was kicked vigorously by the young man. As soon as he kicked, he was kicked and fell horizontally, hitting the small study table beside him.

Turning to look at the side of the bed.

A thin figure lay curled up on the ground.

Gu Nansong raised his hand and turned on the light in the room. The scene in front of him made his eyes widen angrily.

A boy who was only five or six years old, his thin body was covered with scars, red marks that seemed to be pulled out by something, wounds cut by a knife, bruises from being pinched, and even burns from cigarette butts... ...just insane!The child was shaking violently, his voice was so hoarse that he could hardly cry.

Gu Nansong stretched out his hand to hug him.

The white light in the palm suddenly penetrated into the child's body.

His hands were grasped by a pair of skinny little hands, and Gu Nansong met a pair of frightened eyes.

"What is this place?! Why am I here?!"

"Aren't I in the villa?!"

The villa... Something flashed through my mind, but I couldn't catch it too fast.

At this time, the drunk man who had been kicked away faltered and woke up again, rubbing the painful place on his body and slowly stood up, Gu Nansong turned his head to look, the drunk man had become so tall that he needed to look up, step by step towards As they approached, they brought terrifying pressure head-on. The boy was so frightened that he crawled behind him, grabbed his arm tightly, and screamed in horror: "Take me away! Take me away! I Don't stay in this bloody place!"