Enduring the pain, Zhong Yang cut off half a bowl of blood. The blood in the bowl was dark in color and had a foul smell.
"Zilang, this is your life." He took the instrument and poured it into Qin Zilang's mouth without leaving a drop.
During this period, Qin Zilang opened his eyes for less than two seconds and closed them again.
After doing all this, Zhong Yang was so tired that he lay down on the bed to rest, and Zhong's mother came in to clean up the mess.
She cleaned up the blood that had overflowed from Qin Zilang's mouth, then she and Zhong's father dragged him to the place in the living room where he had been unconscious before, put him in the position he was in before he fainted, and covered him with a blanket.
The blood was corroded by the evil spirit, and the corroding effect was very obvious. Less than two minutes after the blood was poured in, the color of Qin Zilang's body changed slightly.
"Zilang, wake up." Calculating the time, Zhong's mother patted Qin Zilang's shoulder to wake him up.
Qin Zilang slowly opened his eyes, "Auntie, am I asleep? How did I fall asleep suddenly?"
Mother Zhong said, "Are you too tired? Go back and rest."
Qin Zilang didn't quite believe it, but he felt very tired. He said, "Is Zhong Yang awake? I'll go see him." As he spoke, he felt a foul odor in his mouth and his whole body felt weak, as if he had not slept well.
"Not yet, you go back first. Come back tomorrow when he wakes up." Mother Zhong turned her head and wiped away her tears. She would no longer have a son tomorrow, but Qin Zilang would soon go down to accompany her son. She hoped that they would continue their brotherhood in the underworld.
Qin Zilang also noticed the tone of Zhong's mother trying to get rid of him, and he also wanted to go back to brush his teeth and go to bed, so he left without waiting for Zhong Yang to wake up.
After Qin Zilang left, Zhong's mother went to Zhong Yang's room and asked him if there was anything else he wanted to do.
Zhong Yang said, "I want Xiaorou to accompany me."
Zhong's mother was deeply impressed by the name "Xiao Rou", which was the name of the waitress who was teased by her son.
Mrs. Zhong nodded in agreement, tears streaming down her face. City S was nearly 2,000 kilometers away from City J, and even if she set out now, she wouldn't be able to make it. If her son had lived a hundred years, she would definitely not agree to the waiter. But since her son was already like this, she wasn't picky. Besides, the waiter was truly blessed to be with her son.
In the evening, Zhong Yang died, and the Zhong family fell into great grief.
Xiao Jingyuan hadn't received his due compensation. Over the years, he'd had plenty of customers walk away from their orders. He never tolerated them. Harming someone was against the will of heaven, and he wouldn't do it. He'd always ask customers to lose money to avoid disaster, using a simple spell to make them lose ten times their commission.
Qin Zilang returned home feeling unwell. The bad taste in his mouth and the darkening of his skin in the mirror nearly sent him to the hospital. That evening, his family rushed him to the hospital. An examination revealed multiple organ failures in his body, which were of unknown cause. Fortunately, the symptoms were mild, but they were showing signs of worsening.
Moreover, there was a patient with the same condition not long ago, but that patient had already returned home.
After some inquiries, the Qin family learned that the patient with the same disease was Zhong Yang, but Zhong Yang had already died, and the Qin family was suddenly in a panic.
It was not until the afternoon of the next day that Qin Zilang woke up. He was shocked to learn that Zhong Yang was dead.
"How could this happen? Didn't Auntie say he was almost well? Why is it so sudden?"
"How did he die? Dad, Mom, and Big Brother, just tell me the truth."
Qin's mother couldn't stop crying when she saw her son with abnormal skin color. She ran out without saying a word. Her son's symptoms were exactly the same as Zhong Yang's early symptoms.
Zhong Yang is already dead. Although her son's symptoms are mild now, his skin color is getting darker with the passage of time. She is heartbroken and wishes she could suffer this pain instead of her son.
She heard that Zhong's mother had invited some Taoist priests to perform a ritual a few days ago. Although Zhong Yang died in the end, Qin's mother would not give up as long as there was a glimmer of hope.
Seeing his son lying weakly on the hospital bed, Qin's father felt very uncomfortable. After hesitating for a while, he decided to tell him the cause of Zhong Yangming's death.
"Multiple organ failure. Have you two been exposed to anything strange recently? Think about it carefully."
"No," Qin Zilang said to his elder brother Qin Zixun, "Brother, please help me get my phone."
Qin Zixun said, "You didn't bring your phone with you from home. You don't have to worry about the company's affairs. Just focus on recuperating for the next few days."
In fact, Qin Zilang's cell phone was in Qin Zixun's pocket, but Qin Zilang's face and skin color had changed significantly. The cell phone had a camera, and the screen could also be used as a mirror, so Qin Zixun did not plan to give it to him. All the mirrors in their house had been moved away.
During the time Qin Zilang was unconscious, he had a dream. In the dream, he was being chased by a black skull and his blood was being sucked by it. The most terrifying thing was that Zhong Yang's face appeared when the skull turned its head.
Thinking about the inexplicable coma after going to Zhong's house and the foul smell in his mouth, he asked: "Did Zhong Yang turn black?"
Qin Zixun asked in surprise: "How do you know? Have you seen him?" The rumor that Zhong Yang was hastily buried and his body was completely black was also hearsay, but there is no smoke without fire, and it might be true.
Qin Zilang shook his head, closed his eyes, and said, "No, Dad, Big Brother, I'm tired. I'll rest first."
"Then you should rest first."
Qin Zilang now closed his eyes, and all he could see in his mind was Zhong Yang's evil face that had turned into a black skull.
Outside the ward, Qin's mother asked around among the wives and got the contact information of Master Huang Gengzhang. Fearing that the master might not come, she even paid the fee in advance.
On the other hand, Huang Gengzhang was planning to take Xiao Jingyuan's golden gourd flying magic tool to J City, but then they had another job related to evil spirits, so the itinerary changed.
He wanted to refuse, but Xiao Jingyuan became interested in the evil spirit this time and suggested that they go watch it together.
Last time he collected some of Zhong Yang's evil spirits for research, but he hadn't come up with any results yet. Now there's a new case, so why not take a look and gain some experience?
Xiao Jingyuan, Huang Gengzhang and others came to the door of Qin Zilang's ward, where a nurse was giving Qin Zilang an injection.
When Mother Qin saw the people dressed as Taoist priests outside the ward, her eyes lit up immediately. However, there were three Taoist priests, and she couldn't tell which one was the Master Huang she had invited. "Excuse me, which one is Master Huang?"
Huang Gengzhang stood up and said, "I am Master Huang, and this is Master Xiao Jingyuan."
"Master Xiao!" Xiao Jingyuan was even more famous in the underworld than Huang Gengzhang. When Mother Qin heard that Xiao Jingyuan was also here, her eyes suddenly lit up.
"Master Xiao, Master Huang, please come this way." Mother Qin invited the three of them into the ward, called the nurse out, and then locked the door of the ward.
"Master Huang, Master Xiao, this is my child. He was fine yesterday, but he changed when he came back in the afternoon. Please, Masters, save my child."
Qin's father pulled Qin's mother aside and scolded her in a low voice: "What are you doing? Isn't this just nonsense!"
Mother Qin said, "I'm not messing around. I'm saving the child."
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