The hand that catches the ghost trembles slightly

They are now in the real northern border.

After being in a coma for about a month, the short spring in northern Xinjiang has just begun. Outside the window are green willow branches, catkins as white as snow are floating all over the sky, and the hospital wards are filled with the smell of disinfectant.

From Zhu Junyang's mouth, she knew the whole story after she fell into a coma—Zhu Junyang ran out a long way chasing the fake classical Chinese, and after chasing after her, she suddenly felt a pain in her heart, and immediately understood that something happened to Xia Yu. So she immediately gave up the pursuit, turned around and rushed back, and then found Xia Yu who had turned into a human form in the snow, covered in blood and unconscious.

Although Zhu Junyang said it lightly now, but Xia Yu saw her arm trembling slightly,

She could completely imagine Zhu Junyang's reaction when he saw her dying state.

Xia Yu raised a hand with great effort, and put it lightly on Zhu Junyang's arm: "How did you save me?"

Zhu Junyang lowered his eyes and said softly: "It's the red line."

She touched between the two with her other hand, and a red rope appeared out of thin air, emitting a faint red light.These red lights emanated from Zhu Junyang's ring finger, and passed to Xia Yu's ring finger circle by circle.

"This is..." Xia Yu murmured.

Zhu Junyang explained: "I share half of my life with you."

Xia Yu was stunned.

Zhu Junyang looked at her dumbfounded: "What's that expression on your face? Why do you look like the sky is about to fall? It's not as serious as you think. I and the heart of fire are constantly merging, and when I completely absorb the aura inside, My life will be recorded in tens of thousands."

But this couldn't fill Xia Yu's self-blame: "If I could be more cautious..."

If she could discover the anomaly of the false woohoo and classical Chinese as soon as possible; if she could directly choose to fuse the heart of water, maybe she would be able to have enough resistance, so that the heart of water would not have to be lost, and Zhu Junyang would not have to pay such a heavy price for her.

Zhu Junyang wiped away her tears with his index finger: "Why don't you blame the thief when things are stolen? If I hadn't tied the red thread early, now we would not only lose the heart of water, but also...lose you .”

Speaking of this, Zhu Junyang's rare eyes turned red: "Xia Xiaoyu, if you die, I will have everyone buried with you."

She stroked Xia Yu's side face, speaking with a creepy tenderness.

It was only then that Xia Yu realized that not only were her eye sockets red, but her eyes were also turning scarlet.

Zhu Junyang said: "But it's good to be like this now, no matter what happens to any of us, the other party will die together."

Live together and die together in the true sense.

Xia Yu finally belatedly realized Zhu Junyang's desire to possess and control her beyond ordinary people, but not only did she not feel uncomfortable, but she tasted a little sweetness from it.

She had already died once, and her life was saved by Zhu Junyang, so she should also belong to Zhu Junyang.

She held Zhu Junyang's hand: "I will work hard...Try to protect myself and you."

Zhu Junyang stood up from his seat, leaned forward, and lay on Xia Yu's body, lowered his head and kissed the corner of her eyes, and then continued to kiss her cheeks, almost to the lips.

"Cough." The person at the door coughed lightly, "Don't get bored, we've been standing at the door for a long time."

It is classical Chinese.

Zhu Junyang sat back on the chair beside the bed as if nothing had happened.

Xia Yu blushed, but his mouth was not forgiving: "You know we're tired, why don't you hurry out?"

Wen Yan pulled his face and slammed the thermos bucket on the table: "There was a mistake in delivering the food for you."

Yao Wenjing said from the side: "Oh, Xia Yu, don't be so mean, this soup is stewed by myself in classical Chinese, it's fucking delicious."

Xia Yu: "Damn it, you still know how to make soup?!"

Shouldn't a person like Wenyan know nothing but counting money? !

Wen Yan snorted: "What's that expression on your face? I know more things than you can imagine!"

While talking, he opened the lid of the thermos bucket, and the aroma that was confined in the closed space poured out unscrupulously, and soon filled every corner of the ward.

Xia Yu's unfeeling stomach suddenly gurgled twice, and his saliva flowed down even more.

Wen Yan stood not far away with a thermos bucket in his hand, with a kind smile on the corner of his mouth: "Is it delicious? I have stewed the soup for a day and a night. The chicken is bought from the vegetable market, and the meat will be stewed..."

Before he finished speaking, his eyes blurred, and when he came back to his senses, the thermos bucket in his hand was gone. Zhu Junyang poured a bucket full of soup, and fed it into Xia Yu's mouth bit by bit with a small spoon.

"Drink slowly, there's more here, don't choke on it." Zhu Junyang said warmly.

Classical Chinese: "..." md dog woman.

Wuhu looked at them from behind Yao Wenjing.

Xia Yu spotted him sharp-eyed and thought he was greedy, so she greeted him and said, "Come on, let Sister Zhu pour some for you too."

Wuhu shook his head: "I drank it..."

Xia Yu blinked: "Come here."

Wuhu still shook his head: "I'm sorry..."

Xia Yu: "? Why did you say sorry to me? What did you do to apologize to me?"

Woohoo lowered his head and touched his face: "If it wasn't for me, Sister Xia wouldn't have suffered such a serious injury..."

Xia Yu: "? You hurt me?"

Wuhu froze for a moment, shook his head: "No..."

"What's your relationship with you?"

"He pretended to be me..."

Xia Yu looked at him seriously, and repeated again: "So what does this have to do with you?"

Woo hoo speechless.

"Cough." Zhu Junyang clenched his hand into a fist and coughed lightly, "It's my fault. You're unconscious, so I'm a little angry at them..."

Yao Wenjing added: "It's not about venting anger, it's about letting us bury you with you if something happens to you!"

After she finished speaking, she felt that Xia Yu had just woken up, and she was a bit suspicious of cursing her badly by saying that, so she quickly poohed three times: "Pah, blah, blah, there is no taboo."

It was Zhu Junyang's fault, but when she saw the white hair on Zhu Junyang's head, she was reluctant to speak loudly, let alone scolding her.

Zhu Junyang is very conscious: "I made a mistake, I apologize."

Wen Yan and Yao Wenjing did not dare to accept her apology so directly, besides, they did not help at all at that time.

……

Wen Yan also brought food for Zhu Junyang, and after eating and drinking, the group discussed in the ward who was behind the incident.

First of all, they were intercepted during the teleportation to northern Xinjiang, and they were forcibly abducted to a desolate wilderness, where they arranged such a trap for them to drill.

There were only two human beings that appeared in their sight, one was pretending to be Wuhu, the other was pretending to be Classical Chinese, and the rest were a bunch of paper figurines, even the house was made of paper.

And the purpose of these people is probably the heart of water from the very beginning.

The four gods in the southeast, the north, and the west, and the three god hearts are on their side. Zhu Junyang and Yao Wenjing's have already begun to fuse, and it would be troublesome to take them out again, so those people locked their eyes on her who has been refusing to merge the god hearts. Whenever something happens, she will be tricked.

But there is still no clue about who is behind the scenes.

Before, when Xia Yu was chasing fake classical Chinese, he asked him who called out a few names—Kong Lingxin, Zhu Menglong, Li Tianyang, and the black mist on the train.These people, without exception, have various little festivals with them.

Kong Lingxin, Xia Mingyue's childhood sweetheart, took a different position from them because of the Fengcheng incident, and kidnapped young people with better luck. It seems that they want to use their luck to absorb Fengcheng's bad luck. There may be an organization behind it. , I think I am saving the world, I must know some news about the fate of the world, I don't know if it is an enemy or a friend, and now my whereabouts are unknown.

Zhu Menglong, Zhu Junyang's twin brother, stole the Zhu family's most precious fire cloud beads because he was dissatisfied with his father leaving the hope of survival to his sister.Zhu Junyang had fought with him a few times, the last time Zhu Menglong was seriously injured and retreated to Fengcheng to recuperate, but they disappeared when they went to Fengcheng for the second time, just in time to leave before the bad luck broke out in Fengcheng.Later in Zhu's house they saw his incarnation outside the body, and they have no way of knowing where he is.

Li Tianyang - the ghost in the painting, an opera singer in the period of the Republic of China, who is best at singing Huadan.He was raised by the theater troupe owner, and he has a deep affection for the theater troupe, so he couldn't bear the practice of his junior sister setting fire to the entire theater troupe, and borrowed their hands to avenge his junior sister—from the surface it looked like this.But there are some suspicious things in the middle: for example, the villa they went to is actually in the painting; another example is the ghost of the little junior sister who can't help shaking when he hears Li Tianyang's name, and he inexplicably leads people to attack The behavior of the Ling Office...

And finally there's the black fog of hubris in the train.

Whose incarnation is it, and what is half the soul of the man who took an entire train away trying to do?

no one knows.

Xia Yu only felt a headache.

The last incarnation is not counted. None of the first three people seem to be able to perfectly imitate others. I am afraid that the enemy's team has been growing. These two people with super high camouflage ability are the upstarts among the enemies.

The ability of classical Chinese has not slowed down, he can no longer see any omens about the future, and has completely become a useless book.

Xia Yu sighed: "You prophet is too weak."

Wen Yan defended himself: "I just can't see the world and the future of you guys clearly, but I can still see others clearly!!"

Xia Yu: "That's still useless."

He was so angry that the classical Chinese wanted to hit someone: "Who says I'm useless?! My knowledge is beyond your imagination. As the saying goes, knowledge is power..."

Yao Wenjing gnawed on the duck pear, and said vaguely: "Then what strength do you have, male guest No. [-]?"

Wen said: "As far as I know, there is only one creature in the world that can pretend to be other people so perfectly."

Everyone in the room looked at him.

After selling enough classical Chinese, he said, "That's avoiding service."