Chapter 184 All Mortals Will Die 06
Jiang Yuelu never thought that he would see a round ghost head here.
This ghost head had a green face and fangs, and was extremely terrifying. The lower part was very narrow, as if it had been connected to the neck since birth. The strange breathing sound he had just heard was because it was muffled in the ghost head, so it seemed dull and hollow.
It was terrifying to encounter such a head in the dark forest covered with blood, but when Jiang Yuelu saw it, she felt relieved and breathed a sigh of relief.
Because he knew this person.
"Boy, why are you here?" Jiang Yuelu thought, "Were you the one who just ran past me? Why were you running?"
"There's someone behind you."
This was the first time he heard Guitou Xiaowu speak.
It sounds very young, with a raw texture.
"Xia Yi" in the attic also spoke awkwardly, but there was a clear difference between them. Guitou Xiaowu's voice was full of murderous intent, and he was like a sharp blade ready to be unsheathed at any time.
"There's someone behind me? Who? Did you see him?"
Guitou Xiaowu shook his head, "I can't see."
Jiang Yuelu wanted to ask how you could know there was someone there even though you couldn't see anything, but then she thought that this might be some secret method of the Wu family, and it would be offensive to ask rashly, so she gave up and turned to look at the situation in the cave, "You brought me here because of this person, right?"
"Um."
Just as he was about to continue cutting the wet vines, a dark shadow rushed out and cleaned up the cave entrance in a flash.
Guitou Xiaowu also stuffed most of the vines into his head, making it look like he was eating them alive. Jiang Yuelu thought, it turns out that his big head can also function as a storage tank.
Since someone had cleared the way, he didn't have to do anything else. He just bent down towards the entrance of the cave and crawled in.
He had used the snake head fortune stick to tell divination the moment Guitou Xiaowu appeared, and the snake eyes gave a positive answer, meaning that the two men were harmless, so Jiang Yuelu didn't have to tiptoe like before.
The man was lying on the ground, unconscious, still breathing shallowly. Just as he was about to reach out, a voice suddenly rang out from behind him, "Don't touch."
He turned around.
It was really difficult for Guitou Xiaowu to explain this situation. He himself was confused when it happened.
"He is sick." Finally, he said, "You can't touch him."
"If you want to touch, wrap yourself in this." He threw something over. Jiang Yuelu took it and found it was half a piece of tattered and bloody clothes.
Wrapping his hands completely, he lifted the man's head. In the dim light, the handsome face was particularly clear. He had lost his usual rationality, with his brows raised, and he looked like he was full of thoughts.
Jiang Yuelu understood and said, "Mo Zhixian, it is indeed him."
After Guitou Xiaowu appeared, he had a guess that perhaps other people had also been thrown in.
According to Xiaowu's temper, he didn't need to save a stranger. After eliminating all of them, it seemed that only Mo Zhixian was the most reasonable. Jiang Yuelu took a quick look and said to the ghost-headed boy standing at the entrance of the cave, "He doesn't have any wounds on his body."
"Um."
"Where did that blood come from?"
"mine."
Jiang Yuelu seemed to have returned to Yan Fei's rebellious period. During that time, he tried his best to persuade him but could hardly get a word out of him. He was really unable to hold it back.
He simply skipped the communication process and did the check himself.
When his hand reached out, the mischievous boy subconsciously took a defensive posture, but he didn't know what he remembered and he endured it. When Jiang Yuelu was touching him, he saw that his fists were clenched and he was shaking.
This kid probably has never been in such close contact with someone, he thought.
He quickly finished the examination, looked back at Mo Zhixian, who was unconscious but had no injuries, and leaned against the stone wall with his elbows folded, as if he had a long story to tell.
"I know you don't like to talk, so listen to my analysis."
"Mo Zhixian got some strange disease, and you escaped because you were wrapped up tightly. You saw me when you were traveling with him in the woods. You wanted to call me, but you didn't expect that I was being followed. You didn't want to alert the enemy, so you put Mo Zhixian in a cave, cut his flesh and let his blood drain, and led me all the way here. Is that right?"
Guitou Xiaowu listened in silence and nodded.
"You have more than twenty wounds on your body. If it weren't for your thick skin, you would have died long ago." Jiang Yuelu paused, "Don't do this again in the future."
"How did he get this disease?"
Through Guitou Xiaowu's awkward narration, Jiang Yuelu learned about the twists and turns they had experienced in the past few days.
About the day before he fainted in the Jiang family's old house, Guitou Xiaowu woke up in a town five miles away. This was beyond Jiang Yuelu's expectations. He originally thought that this "examination site" only included the part from the Jiang family's old house to the Wu clan village, but he didn't expect it to be much larger.
Xiaowu woke up not long ago, but he was still confused.
He was used to being alone, but he was not used to having no one to give him instructions.
He didn't want to stay in the town, so he hid himself, went out of the city and up the mountain, and met Mo Zhixian in another small village.
"Another village?" Jiang Yuelu asked, "Is this village closer to here or is the town closer?"
Guitou Xiaowu said without hesitation: "Town."
Jiang Yuelu was silent.
The scope is larger, how big is this examination room?
This was the largest examination room he had ever encountered.
"What's wrong?"
Jiang Yuelu shook her head. "When you met Mo Zhixian, how was he?"
At the beginning, Mo Zhixian was still sober, and he came to the same conclusion as Jiang Yuelu, thinking that other people were also thrown in. In order to meet up with the main force as soon as possible, he made a detailed plan and spent an entire night explaining it to Guitou Xiaowu, who had no interest.
Jiang Yuelu thought to himself that it seemed he had to re-evaluate the relationship between Mo Wu and the other man.
Although these two people are from different families and hate each other, their relationship is very subtle. Before, when Guitou Xiaowu went to prison, it was Mo Zhixian who asked them to rescue him. Now in the examination room, it was Xiaowu who was bleeding to help the unconscious Mo Zhixian... How can we not say that it is a matter of time?
A person with extremely evil aura like Guitou Xiaowu is like a sharp bloody knife.
He can listen to simple and effective orders, but is not good at dealing with complex plans.
Being able to sit and listen to the long-winded student union president talk all night was unexpected... Jiang Yuelu suddenly remembered that when he was about to check on Xiaowu just now, he raised his hand in a posture that clearly showed that he subconsciously wanted to knock him out, but in the end he clenched his fist and endured it with a murderous look...
Could it be that he has a good temper?
A knife with a good temper?
In front of Jiang Yuelu's eyes appeared the image of Guaidao bending down to apologize after stabbing someone to death.
Guitou Xiaowu: "..."
He said quickly: "Sorry, I was distracted just now."
The huge and terrifying ghost head actually showed a speechless expression. Jiang Yuelu said embarrassedly: "After being possessed by that divine thought, my synesthesia has been sometimes good and sometimes bad."
Guitou Xiaowu seemed to pause for a moment.
Jiang Yuelu said: "You continue."
Xiao Wu shook his head, "No more."
After that night, Mo Zhixian got a "strange disease". The reason why this "disease" was strange was that the patient could not find a single wound on his body, but would fall into a state of depression, tears and sleepiness.
"Tears?" Jiang Yuelu thought this might be a clue. "Will he cry?"
Xiao Wu: “…”
To be honest, he didn't want to think about that scene at all.
Mo Zhixian can be nagging, and you can control him if you want, but don't cry in front of him. Seeing tears flowing down his face, the corners of his mouth twitched.
"I was crying and talking at the same time."
"say what?"
"It's hard for him to live like this..."
It doesn't sound like anything special, it seems like just a complaint from an emotional outburst. But sleeping like this is not good, if you don't eat or drink, you will die sooner or later.
"There's one more thing." Guitou Xiaowu paused, seeming confused, "That village is full of these patients."
Just as he said this, Mo Zhixian, who was lying on the ground, moved.
He stood up, staggering like a ghost, and floated past Jiang Yuelu and Xiaowu. He couldn't see the huge ghost head, and he also ignored Jiang Yuelu, who aroused his curiosity. He seemed to have lost interest in everything, and walked to the corner tiredly, leaning against the cave wall and crying silently.
Jiang Yuelu: “…”
Guitou Xiaowu glanced at him.
It seems to be saying: Now you understand how I feel.
A person's temperament changes completely, and he does something very embarrassing, which really makes bystanders uncomfortable... Jiang Yuelu feels that if he can record Mo Zhixian's every move at this moment, he will definitely destroy it as soon as he wakes up in the future.
He walked over and patted Chairman Mo on the shoulder in a friendly manner, "Now that you have come this far, don't you want to witness the final truth? I guess there is some history here that you want to know."
If it were in the past, Mo Zhixian would have been extremely excited to hear Zhun Guan, but now he was unmoved. His unfocused eyes pierced through Jiang Yuelu, and no one knew where his soul had drifted to.
"He must have lost his soul."
Guitou Xiaowu shook his head.
Losing souls is very common in witchcraft, and there are at least a hundred solutions. If one really loses his soul, it is quite simple. There is no need for Leng Wenhan to take action. Guitou Xiaowu, the mixed-up witchcraft student, can cast the spell of "calling the soul".
But Mo Zhixian was not lost, he was still rational, and could answer clearly and logically, "No," "I want to stay here," but his tone was extremely lazy and weary, and his whole body seemed to have lost all strength.
Jiang Yuelu's threats of "We'll just leave you here and go on our own" didn't work. No matter how much he talked, Mo Zhixian only had one answer -
"I don't want to live anymore."
Well, just after entering the examination room, someone already wants to die. Jiang Yuelu feels very sorry for the student union president who is very combative.
But he still let Guitou Xiaowu carry Mo Zhixian and continue on their journey. Fortunately, the latter would not comment on anything. Jiang Yuelu could leave him here, take him away, or even push him off a cliff without resistance. Mo Zhixian's spirit seemed to be corroded and disintegrated by the unknown virus.
They did not stop in the woods. Guitou Xiaowu told Jiang Yuelu that those things were still following them.
Not knowing the other party's intention, they could only take one step at a time and see what happened. Fortunately, the forest was not big, and they soon arrived at Wujia Village.
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