I, C, attend the funeral

In the darkness, the young man rushed to Bai Lili's side, and the moment he swung his hammer, the black mist dissipated.

But where the hammer couldn't reach, the black smoke entered the hole, and surrounded the boy from behind.

Zihe couldn't stand anymore.

He lowered his head and took a last look at the salt ring beside him, bit his lower lip, and with a heartless heart, he opened his legs and rushed towards the boy and Bai Lili.

In the darkness, he saw black mist gathering around the boy and Bai Lili, but Ren Juvenile could only swing a safety line with his hammer, and the thicker and thicker black mist was still pouring into the boy's body.

"He's mine!" Finally, Zihe couldn't calm down anymore, he yelled and rushed to the side of the boy and Bai Lili.

The black mist seemed to pause for a moment, but after the pause, it surged towards Zihe even more frantically.

Zihe felt a burst of heavy stench oppressing him, and he could hardly breathe.

The pain of suffocation grabbed his throat instantly, and the movement of the boy swinging the hammer in front of him also slowed down, but he was still trying to pull Bai Lili up.

Bai Lili, who didn't give up the cup, fell to the ground and passed away paralyzed. Countless black mist crazily drilled into her body along Bai Lili's nostrils.

Anyone who saw this scene would be terrified and cold all over.

Zihe stared at everything in front of him, nervous, scared and angry.

That dead boy really killed him!

At this moment, if you didn't open up a way out with a hammer in your hand, and ran out quickly, would you still be determined to save Bai Lili? !

The pain in his chest was getting worse and worse, and he saw that the black mist was also trying to penetrate into his body.

After the boy's hammer swing slowed down, the black mist was also searching for the boy's breath.

There was buzzing in his ears, he knew that if this continued, the three of them would all die in this room.

He is even more miserable, his soul is scattered, and he will never be reborn.

At the moment of desperation, he suddenly recalled the word 'Zhen' taught to him by a man in gray robe and Taoist makeup in the childhood memory he had just recovered.

Before he had time to think about it, he rushed up to the young man, squeezed the formula with his right hand, and said in a low voice, "Duh!"

Because of suffocation for a long time, his voice is not loud.

But as soon as this word was uttered, it was deafening to the ears, like the sound of an alarm bell and a siren.

Although he had never used that hand formula before, but after pinching it, it was as familiar as if it was engraved in his soul, and it was done at once.

The surrounding black mist also seemed to be warned suddenly, and the entire black mist suddenly retreated, as if a wave of air shook them back vigorously.

"Let's go!" Zihe didn't have time to think about it, and raced against the clock to grab the young man who was a little dazed by his trembling formula, as if he was about to pull him away.

"Take her with you!" The boy came back to his senses, but grabbed the limp Bai Lili tightly, and said loudly with a firm tone.

"..." Zihe's head was filled with smoke.

But at this time, he didn't have time to talk to the boy, so he had to bend down to support Bai Lili's other arm.

The two dragged Bai Lili and ran out together quickly.

But more than ten seconds later, the three arrived at the door, and the black mist seemed to come back, wrapped in the stench again, and chased after it screaming.

Zihe only felt the back of his head go numb, and the cold engulfed his entire back, and his shoulders and neck were even more icy cold, so painful that he almost let go of his hands and screamed.

He turned his head and yelled fiercely at the black mist: "Ah!"

The young man beside him was fiercer than him, and he yelled loudly, swinging the sledgehammer in his left hand, and smashed it hard towards the door lock.

With the sound of "哐!", Zihe followed closely with a kick.

With all his strength, he gave a desperate kick.

The door was kicked crookedly and bounced outward.

He rushed out the door in one step, followed by the young man. Although Bai Lili who was being dragged on the ground was hit hard by the door frame, she was also dragged out.

As soon as the two people holding Bai Lili ran out of the room, they felt the severe pain behind them subside and the stench dissipated.

But no one looked back, and ran all the way as if throwing their lives.

No one saw it, and when they rushed out of the door, all the black mist was left in the house—as if there was some barrier at the door, separating them inside the door.

They rolled and galloped, as if there were countless faces roaring angrily, they could only stay inside the door, helpless.

The kicked open door fell apart, bouncing back and forth.

The voice-activated lights in the corridor turned on, then turned off after a while.

But the lights in the room that were originally off, turned on with a sound of 'Zilla' after a few flickers, becoming the only bright spot at the end of the corridor.

Like a monster's huge mouth, wide open, waiting.

On the other side of the corridor, Zihe and the boy had already run to the side of the elevator.

Zihe raised one foot and was about to run towards the elevator, but the young man stopped him and said, "Ghosts walk long things, and they like to live along the line in a closed and shady environment like an elevator. Let's take the stairs .”

After finishing speaking, the boy lifted one of Bai Lili's shoulders and dragged her towards the elevator.

"You know quite a lot." Zihe had no choice but to hold Bai Lili's other shoulder and follow the boy.

The two of them went downstairs step by step wheezing and panting, neither of them dared to stop, let alone look back.

It wasn't until they returned to the lobby that the two of them were finally discouraged.

Zihe let go of his hand first, and Bai Lili fell sideways.

The young man couldn't move it a little bit, and after seeing that there was still a carpet on the ground, he let go of his hand.

Bai Lili immediately limp on the ground like a puppet.

Zihe also felt that his arms were sore, his whole body was weak, and his body was wet with sweat and chilly.

He shook his hands, and simply sat down on the ground.

The boy turned his head and glanced at him, thought for a while, and sat down beside him.

Both of them were too tired, and neither of them had the strength to walk to the sofa—a dozen or so steps away seemed to be the ends of the earth.

Lying on the carpet in the lobby, under the light, the surroundings seemed so peaceful.

They glanced at each other, neither of them spoke, but there was something inexplicable that lingered between the two of them.

The old security guard was sleeping heavily on the sofa at the door, but was suddenly awakened by them. After regaining his senses for a while, he jumped up from the sofa and rushed over, staring at Bai Lili who was lying on the ground, trembling. , asked in a hoarse voice: "She...is she dead?"

Just asking this sentence, people are already scared.

The boy raised his head and glanced at the old security guard, his eyes full of inquiry.

Zihe also raised his head and said to the old security guard, "He's still alive."

The old security guard breathed a sigh of relief, but he breathed a sigh of relief, and looked towards the elevator room, as if he was worried that some monster would be chasing him.

Seeing the performance of the old security guard, Zihe couldn't help but glance at the young man, who also looked at him. The two exchanged glances, as if they both had the same doubts about the old security guard.

But now both of them are too tired, and they don't have the energy to ask the old security guard questions, let alone dig out something from the old security guard at length.

"Water." Zihe frowned, raised his head and said to the old security guard.

The old security guard was also terrified when he saw the appearance of the three people, he hurriedly nodded, turned around and ran to the front desk to fetch three bottles of mineral water and carried them over.

After receiving the water, Zihe took a sip, but his eyes were fixed on Bai Lili's face from the corner of his eye.

Others may not be able to see it, but Zihe can see the faint black drift in Bai Lili's nasal cavity and ear holes.

The black mist seems to be inseparable from that room, but it can rely on the human body as a medium to leave that room.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, the black hidden in her breath was obviously just a trace of unconscious evil spirit - the terrifying rolling black mist had obviously not had time to fully engulf Bai Lili's body.

Thinking of this, Zihe leaned slightly towards Bai Lili, then narrowed his eyes and sucked lightly.

A trace of black air immediately oozed out from Bai Lili's seven orifices. Although she was struggling, she was still sucked into his nostrils and sucked into his remnant soul, crushed and absorbed.

After the black air was exhausted, immediately a trace of white air seeped out from her seven orifices—before going back to the room with the service desk lady, chatting on the way, they had already exchanged names, when he called her name, She answered him.

And that white breath was Bai Lili's soul.

Zihe almost couldn't resist the temptation, and inhaled the white breath into his nostrils together.

The boy beside him suddenly shouted at him: "What are you doing?"

Only then did he realize that he had already bent down towards Bai Lili, as if he wanted to kiss her.

He hurriedly stopped the movement of smoking, waved his hand in front of him, and he sat up straight.

Taking a deep breath, he closed his eyes hard, so dangerous...

I almost couldn't hold back!

Glancing at the karma lock pattern on his arm that only he could see, Zihe patted his chest.

Almost sucked the soul of a good life, and planted karma again.

Very risky!

At this moment, the remaining evil energy in Bai Lili's body has been sucked away by him, and she should wake up after a while.

Zihe checked his whole body again, fortunately, except that his scalp was still a little numb, he didn't suffer any more injuries.

ah!correct!my body!

Is my physical body okay?

Zihe turned his head to look at the young man eagerly.

"?" The young man raised his eyebrows suspiciously at Shang Zihe's sudden gaze.

what's wrong?

"Young man, how are you? Is there anything uncomfortable?" Zihe asked, pressing his right hand on the young man's shoulder with concern, and pinching the young man's chin with his left hand. There is black gas remaining.

The young man Huo Di opened his eyes wide, and looked at the young man approaching in disbelief—the other's young and delicate cheeks were almost touching his own.

Not only that, but the other party's hand is still pinching his chin? ? ? ! ! !

He leaned back abruptly, his long eyes widened, his handsome face flushed red, and his thick eyebrows, which were originally serious, were tightly frowned.

Staring at Zihe like a monster, there are two words written all over his body, even on his hair: Repulsion.

His expression seemed to say:

Are you trying to take advantage of my little purity, you devil? !

The author has something to say:

【small theater】

Boy: Did you just yell, what... "He's mine!"? ? ?

Zihe: I didn't!I'm not!You heard me wrong!