Chapter 144 Chapter 144 Taolin Village
[Xiao Xia, you finally woke up, wuwuwuwu...]
The noisy mechanical sound from the system quickly freed He Junxia from the pain and hatred.
He raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, slowly recalling what happened before the fire. His heart suddenly skipped a beat, and anger and disbelief surged in his heart at the same time.
Thank you, Qi!
It’s actually him!
He Junxia clenched his teeth tightly. He had doubted Wen Panhai but never Xie Qi.
But now that I think about it, every single thing is related to Xie Qi.
However, he was blinded by his preconceived notion and thought that Xie Qi, with his arrogant personality, would never do such a thing.
[Xiao Si, what happened after I lost consciousness?]
[Xie Qi used the excuse that you were feeling unwell to take you away and put you in a burnt building sealed with cement.]
So I am in Ningwan Apartment now?
The pain of being burned by fire several times surged into his heart, and the emotion of hatred also occupied his brain, and even his body began to tremble involuntarily.
It hurts so much!
[Xiao Xia, since the main mission has been completed, let's leave this world.]
[No, it's not over yet.]
He Junxia took a deep breath and suppressed the emotions that surged in his heart. He had to find out the purpose of Xie Qi doing all this.
Otherwise he will never be reconciled!
He Junxia stood up and took in her surroundings. It was a small, enclosed space, sealed on all sides by seven-fold thick concrete walls.
"Xie Qi, I know you're nearby. Come out and let's talk."
He Junxia believed that Xie Qi had put so much thought into designing all this and letting him experience the experiences of those who died in the fire, and it was definitely not to trap him to death here.
As expected, one side of the stone wall slowly opened, and a figure floated out. However, the person who came was not Xie Qi, but another unexpected figure.
"Grandpa Zhang?!"
He Junxia looked at the old man floating in the air vigilantly, secretly mobilizing the mysterious power in his body and waiting to launch an attack at the critical moment.
But he failed. His body was empty. Not only could he not use any profound strength, he couldn't even muster any ordinary strength.
What did Xie Qi do to him?
He Junxia was filled with confusion, but the old man walked forward with a false and kind smile.
"Student Ji, long time no see."
"Why is it you? Where's Xie Qi? I want to see him."
He Junxia clenched his fists in anger, obviously furious at his senior brother's sudden betrayal.
"Master Xie doesn't want to see you."
The old man looked at the young man with great pity, then changed the subject and said, "But I can help you see him."
He Junxia was alert: "What do you want to do?"
The old man chuckled and said, "Relax, it's not a big deal. I just need you to help me make a choice."
"What choice do you say first?"
He Junxia didn't dare to relax even a little bit towards this old guy, let alone directly agree to his words.
After all, there are so many strange methods in the world of metaphysics.
Who knows if some kind of contract will be formed after he agrees?
"It's simple. I need to feed the evil spirits of those who died unjustly in this building with a human soul. Please help me choose someone."
The old man waved his hand.
Another stone door slowly opened to both sides, revealing four people with their hands and feet bound and their mouths gagged, and a group of restless, hideous evil spirits.
"I won't introduce Ning and Song."
"As for the other two, I'm sure you remember them. They were the culprits who caused the fire at Ningwan Apartment."
The old man pointed at the boy with the crew cut and said, "He had an argument with his family and ran away from home. To seek excitement, he deliberately instigated his companions to set fire to the apartment building, which ultimately resulted in the deaths of 227 people."
"But because their families are very powerful and they are still young, under the age of 12, they do not need to bear any responsibility for this."
"Who do you choose?"
He Junxia followed the old man's finger and looked at the boy with the crew cut. He remembered him; the boy and his friends had been setting off firecrackers outside the apartment building when the fire broke out.
Tears gradually welled up in the eyes of the boy being stared at by He Junxia.
He shook his head and struggled desperately, as if begging the young man to let him go, but he showed anger and despair because of the young man's indifference.
He Junxia pinched the palm of his hand with his fingers. His rounded and blunt nails were about to dig into the flesh, and blood oozed out.
“I don’t choose anyone.”
The hypocritical smile on the old man's face froze.
"Why?"
He couldn't understand the young man's decision: "Don't you hate the person who caused this tragedy?"
Hmm?
It seemed he also knew he felt the pain of the fire victims.
He Junxia shook her head: "Of course I hate it."
It would be absolutely a lie to say that he didn't hate anyone. The layers of pain, regret and hatred that piled up on top of each other almost drowned his sanity.
If it weren't for the system's help, he doubted that he would be able to remember who he was before leaving the world.
"Then why don't you choose?"
The old man put away his fake smile and said, "Or are you worried about being retaliated by their relatives?"
"Don't be afraid. Those people will become these evil spirits. Karma will always be karmic, and retribution will come. Isn't that good?"
"not good"
"I don't have the right to decide the life and death of others."
He Junxia shook his head stubbornly, looking like a fool who had never experienced the harshness of society.
Regardless of whether what the old man said was true or not, even if the two boys were really the culprits of the fire, he would not personally get involved in this matter and put on an act for others to see.
They are now in the hands of others, and their life or death is just a matter of words from others.
Could it be that if he chose and met Xie Qi, he would be released?
It's impossible even if you think about it.
Moreover, the path of spiritual practice requires clarity of mind and not being too involved in cause and effect, otherwise it is easy to go astray.
This old guy has a lot of bad intentions in his mind. Only a sick brain would make him choose this and that.
The old man was so angry at He Junxia's stubborn decision that he laughed. He stared at the young man for a long time and said, "Okay, if you don't choose, I'll let him choose."
The rope that bound the boy with a crew cut suddenly loosened. He sat on the ground and looked nervously at the old man floating in the air. A sharp dagger clanged at his feet.
"Cut off a piece of his flesh, and I'll let you go home."
He Junxia: ...
You are crazy.
Now he began to believe this man a little. No, this ghost and Xie Qi were definitely having an affair. Why did he have to test human nature when he could do something else?
Can’t we just look at more of the truth, goodness and beauty in the world?
He Juanxia rolled her eyes in her heart and said directly to the boy sitting stupidly on the ground, "Don't be afraid, kid. Bring the knife over here. I'll let you cut it."
He knew very well that he couldn't follow the wishes of such a mentally ill freak, let alone beg for mercy with tears.
Since they hate the bright spots in human nature, he wants to let them see the truth, goodness and beauty in the world.
[Xiao Xia, don’t do this.]
[It’s okay, I won’t die anyway.]
[But you will feel pain too, wuwu, wuwuwu...]
[Xiao Xia, let's leave this mission world.]
The small system cried breathlessly and threw a tantrum, demanding that the host leave the mission world.
He Junxia felt warm in her heart.
[Senior Sister Ning previously gave me information about a method that can block out physical pain.]
What he didn't say was that this method required the assistance of mysterious power.
[Really? ]
[Of course it’s true. Do I look like someone who likes to be masochistic?]
[Oh well]
After finally calming the little system down, the young man's lips curled up into a gentle smile.
The old man saw this smile, which was the calmness of the young man willing to cut off his flesh to feed the eagle, and it deeply hurt his eyes.
He watched as the boy tremblingly picked up the dagger and walked up to the young man, and the young man with a calm expression gently covered his eyes.
He watched as the young man grabbed the boy's hand holding the dagger and cut off a piece of flesh from his left arm.
The red blood flowed down the dagger into the boy's palm, wet and sticky, with a faint smell of rust.
"don't want!"
The boy let go of the dagger in resistance and kept backing away, and the dagger fell to the ground with a clang.
"I'm sorry" "I'm sorry"
The buzz-cut boy was crying with tears and snot all over his face. He looked at the young man in pain: "Brother, I didn't mean it. I didn't..."
"Well, don't cry. I know you didn't mean it."
The young man's gentle voice was like the warm spring breeze that blows slowly after the winter snow melts, and the child's crying gradually stopped.
The three people sitting on the ground looked at this bloody yet heartwarming scene, and their faces showed great shock.
Ning Siyuan knew that Ji Zhou was a kind-hearted person.
Otherwise, he would not have asked himself and Song Chengli to go down the mountain first when Taolin Village was in danger, and Master Ning would not have recognized his identity as a good man for several generations and accepted him as his junior disciple.
But Ning Siyuan was still deeply shocked by his act of cutting the meat himself.
Doesn't he feel pain?
Of course it hurts.
But it's not as painful as I imagined, and I can still bear it for now.
He Junxia didn't like to look ugly in front of others. He endured the pain in his left arm and bent down to pick up the bloody dagger.
"Grandpa Zhang, please fulfill your promise and let him go."
The old man was silent.
He always felt that kindness was a very hypocritical word.
But at this moment, kindness took shape before his eyes. Even though he and Ji Zhou were enemies, he couldn't help but admire this kind of person.
"Can you believe what ghosts say?"
The old man smiled mockingly: "Enjoy your last moments."
He disappeared.
The ferocious evil spirit also disappeared.
He Junxia picked up a dagger and cut the ropes on the other three people, but they were helpless facing the blocked wall.
"Ji Zhou, your hand is still bleeding!"
Ning Siyuan looked at He Junxia's left arm, which was missing a piece of flesh, with worry, his eyes red.
"You're the only one who can be a hero."
"Your parents would be so sad if they saw this."
He Junxia lowered his head to look at his left arm, raised his arm, pressed hard on a bloody spot on his hand, and the bleeding slowly stopped.
He chose his spot before he made his move.
The other two strange boys approached cautiously. The boy with the crew cut cried, "Brother, we didn't start the fire. My brother and I were captured by someone."
"My name is Lian Tianye, his name is Lian Tianbi. My father is Lian Yingcai, a teacher at Guangshi No. 3 Primary School. My mother works at the People's Hospital, her name is Shan Yuyi. Our home phone number is..."
The child quickly told all the family information.
He Junxia was a little amused: "Okay, I understand."
The boy with the crew cut asked again, "Brother, was that guy a ghost? How could he float in the sky?"
"Are you afraid of ghosts?"
"I wasn't afraid before, but now I'm so scared."
He Junxia stepped forward and rubbed the boy's frizzy buzz cut: "It'll be fine."
The young man's still gentle smile successfully calmed the panicked and frightened hearts of the two children.
But despite what he said, He Junxia felt unsure.
Although the Abnormal Affairs Bureau had discovered the problem and knew that Ning Siyuan and Song Chengli were missing in Guangzhou, Aunt Wen still told him to stay with Xie Qi to avoid danger over the phone.
I don’t know how long it will take for the Bureau of Extraordinary Affairs to discover my disappearance and follow the clues to find Ningwan Building.
No, they are not necessarily in Ningwan Building.
At least there is a high probability that there will not be such enclosed rooms in the Ningwan Building, where the entire building is used as apartments.
He Junxia tried to push the wall that had just been opened, and the other four people also stepped forward to join the action. Unfortunately, it was useless, the wall did not move at all.
What exactly does Xie Qi want to do?
Recalling what "Grandpa Zhang" said before he disappeared, He Junxia felt a very ominous premonition in his heart.
Unable to open the door and without food, Ning Siyuan sat on the ground in despair, looking at the only person who could possibly help him escape: "Ji Zhou, can you contact your senior sister and Xie Qi to rescue us?"
He Junxia twitched the corners of his mouth.
"The person who knocked me out and sent me here was Xie Qi."
"What?!"
Ning Siyuan raised his head in shock: "He is not, isn't he your senior brother, why is this happening!"
"It's over, it's over, it's completely over."
Ning Siyuan lay on the ground in despair: "It seems that we can only wait for death. I'm still young and don't want to die."
Song Chengsong didn't say anything, probably having the same idea.
Despair and fear spread in the small secret room. He Junxia changed the subject, trying to change the atmosphere.
"How did you get tied up?"
Ning Siyuan sniffed: "My good friend from high school is studying in college in Guang City. He asked me out last night, so I took a day off."
"Who knew there was something wrong with the ride-hailing driver? I fell asleep in the car, and when I woke up, I found myself tied up and locked up here."
He Junxia looked at Song Chengli: "What about you?"
Song Chengli didn't expect He Junxia to talk to him. He was stunned for a moment before he whispered, "Ever since that incident, my parents have been looking for Taoist priests and monks with real skills and knowledge."
"A relative of mine heard about this and recommended a Taoist priest from Guangshi to us. The talismans he sold were very effective. He even calculated my birth date and said that I would have a big hurdle this year, and if I couldn't overcome it, my life would be in danger."
"Yesterday he suddenly called my mom and said today was an auspicious day to pray for me and exorcise the evil spirits so I could get through this difficult time. So my family flew over overnight."
He Junxia held his forehead helplessly.
It seems that since they successfully left Taolin Village, they have become members of the other party's chessboard.
Is Ning Shiran a participant?
If even he has problems, they can probably just say goodbye to this world.
But He Junxia didn't want to sit and wait for death.
He picked up the blood-stained dagger and placed it across his neck: "Xie Qi, come out and see me, or I will commit suicide."
"You know, I mean what I say."
He was gambling on his importance to their plans.
After all, no one would use the long-lost art of soul-entering for an insignificant cannon fodder - while he experiences the pain of the victims, the person behind the spell will also have to pay a huge price for it.
Maybe he would die in the end, but he certainly couldn't die now.
He Junxia made the right bet.
The stone wall on one side slowly opened, revealing an overly pale familiar face. It was Xie Qi.
Ning Siyuan said angrily: "Xie Qi, let us out!"
Xie Qi didn't look at him, but instead turned his gaze to He Junxia: "What's wrong?"
"Do you really want to die?"
He Juanxia sneered: "If I say I don't want to, will you let us out?"
"Won't."
He opened the wooden box at hand and took out a demonic statue that He Juanxia had seen not long ago. He smiled strangely and said, "I will only send you off early."
"Bullshit!"
Ning Siyuan stood in front of He Junxia angrily: "Xie Qi, why did you do this? We have lived in the same dormitory with you for so long, don't we have any feelings for each other?"
A pair of slightly upturned fox eyes flashed with a captivating purple light. Xie Qi smiled slightly, and his charming and beautiful face turned into a white fox face.
"Those who are not of my kind must have different hearts."
"You humans taught me this."
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