Chapter 172 Jinjiang
In the silent laboratory, the distraught young man sat there for as long as Director Zhang Wubing dared not make a sound and stayed in the cabinet with him in the same space.
Even though his mind was not online, the young man was still unconsciously repeating a name in a low voice.
Zhang Wubing didn't hear it clearly at first, but later he slowly realized that the name was "Lan Ze".
orchid?
Zhang Wubing blinked, and suddenly recalled the name that he had heard the other party's staff say in a worried tone when he was communicating with the officials from Binhai City.
The Lan couple reported their son missing, but all the clues found so far point to the son being murdered.
At that time, the staff member mentioned it with a sad face and sighed to Zhang Wubing: "Director Zhang, what kind of world is this? An excellent student from Binhai University is gone just like that. When we first found the clue, we didn't dare to confirm it, nor did we dare to tell the parents."
"How can I bear it... It makes me feel uncomfortable just thinking about it. Oh, yes, Director Zhang, you are also from Binda, right? Are you from Binda's directing department?"
Before, Zhang Wubing didn’t take it seriously and just chatted casually and sighed a few times.
But now, he was quietly watching the young man outside through the gap in the cabinet door, and suddenly a strange idea popped up in his mind.
Could it be that... the Lan Ze mentioned by this young man is the missing and murdered college student?
After all, all the information matches.
But looking at the expression of this young man...
Zhang Wubing couldn't help but be infected by the young man's depressed mood and showed a look of pity.
But even though Zhang Wubing was soft-hearted and wanted to go over to comfort the young man, he knew very well in his heart that the situation was unclear at the moment, and he didn't even know whether the young man was a human or a ghost.
In the absence of Yan Shixun, it would be better for him to hide away.
Facts soon proved that Zhang Wubing's decision was correct.
“Bang!”
The lights in the laboratory suddenly went dark.
The entire experimental building was plunged into darkness, and the eerie ghostly aura engulfed everything.
Zhang Wubing was so worried that he dared not breathe.
He tried for a long time to adjust his eyes to the darkness, and began to use the dim light to roughly judge the situation by the vague silhouettes of figures outside the cabinet door.
The young man also seemed very surprised, with a confused look on his face and it seemed that he didn't know why the light was black.
The darkness continues to spread.
It was as if the power of the entire campus was cut off. With the experimental building as the center, darkness quickly spread out to the surrounding areas, including the dormitories and lecture halls, without a trace of light.
In an instant, the entire Binhai University campus fell into silence, and unknown fear filled the darkness.
The screams and shouts from the dormitory area even crossed the boulevard and were faintly carried by the wind to the laboratory building.
The young Yan Shixun stopped and looked up from the window beside him towards the dormitory with a dark look in his eyes.
Zhang Wubing, who was standing next to him, also noticed what was happening in the dormitory area and let out a small exclamation.
But Zhang Wubing quickly realized that it was inappropriate and quickly covered his mouth.
Then he couldn't help but asked the young and rebellious youth beside him: "Brother Yan, the people in the dormitory...are they okay?"
The young Yan Shixun did not say a word, but his hands hanging by his sides were clenched into fists.
It’s not that he wasn’t worried about the people in the dormitory, but he saw that this was not reality.
Even if you get hurt or die in this world created by ghosts, there is still a glimmer of hope for survival.
However, once the ghost energy is allowed to leak into reality and threaten real life, tens of thousands of people in Binda will face real danger and death.
The current situation of insufficient manpower has even trapped the "self" in the future in this world. It is very likely that the reality of the "future" is in danger...
He has to make a trade-off.
The sooner you curb the evil spirit at the source and resolve everything, the sooner you can snatch life back from the hands of death.
The young Yan Shixun gritted his teeth, his handsome face firm.
Then he squeezed out a word from between his teeth: "Go."
Zhang Wubing, who trusts Yan Shixun wholeheartedly, will not question his decision.
Zhang Wubing just looked towards the dormitory area worriedly, and was frightened by the screams coming from the wind, then followed Yan Shixun anxiously.
Under the strong shield of ghost energy, the young Yan Shixun felt a resistance.
He wanted to stretch out his hand and make some hand gestures to figure out where the center of the ghostly energy in the experimental building was.
But the hexagrams kept changing, like a compass that was malfunctioning due to severe interference.
After Yan Shixun tried several times, he finally put down his hand unwillingly, with a fierce look in his eyes.
If the culprit appeared in front of him now, he could even tear it to pieces with his own hands.
But innocence and fantasy are not Yan Shixun's strong points.
If one route is blocked, try another one.
The young Yan Shixun walked towards the experimental building unconsciously, forcing himself to calm down all disturbing emotions and make his mind work quickly.
The divination failed because the evil spirits gathered and obscured the sky and earth.
However, he had long guessed that it was not only himself who was here, but also his future "self".
Yan Shixun is very clear about his own personality. He is irritable and cold, the type of person that many people would not want to make friends with.
However, he has one nature that will never change - he will never escape.
Even though he knew that the road ahead was death, he would still embark on the journey with determination.
And my future self came here...
The young Yan Shixun lowered his eyes slightly, and his originally tense expression finally revealed a smile, with a faint curve at the corners of his lips.
He and his future "self" are different bodies of the same person. Since he knows that his future "self" will take the initiative to find the source of everything, then he just needs to let go of all his perceptions and let his intuition lead him, and move towards his future "self" because of the attraction between homologues... isn't that enough?
It's like a person falling into the water, giving up all movements and calmly letting his consciousness sink infinitely.
The waves will naturally lift him out of the water.
The young Yan Shixun stood there for a moment, then opened his eyes again and walked forward with a firm and bright gaze.
"Eh? Brother Yan, how did you know I wanted to take this route?"
Zhang Wubing said in surprise: "Is this what we call telepathic communication? I just felt that the path you are walking on, Brother Yan, is particularly familiar."
Um……?
Hearing this, the young Yan Shixun stopped in his tracks and looked at Zhang Wubing beside him with an inquiring and doubtful look.
Because the laboratory building of the School of Chemistry is a dangerous place, chemical explosion or spill accidents were taken into consideration from the very beginning of construction planning. Therefore, safety passages were built layer by layer to ensure that laboratories on each floor can rush to the first floor in the shortest time possible to evacuate personnel.
It can be said that the experimental building is the building with the most safety passages in Binda, with crisscrossing staircases everywhere.
If you are not careful, it will be like walking in a maze, going up from the first floor and inexplicably appearing at the door on the first floor.
If you are not a student from the School of Chemistry who often comes to do experiments, it is easy to get lost in the laboratory building.
Even the mystery of getting lost in the experimental building was listed as one of the top ten campus mysteries of Binhai University.
——The first one is the Coffin Lecture Hall.
Yan Shixun glanced at the road he sensed.
From the dust around and the smell of being closed off for a long time without anyone around, he was sure that this road would not be the main choice for many people, it was just a very remote path.
I'm afraid even the students of the School of Chemistry would rarely choose this path.
However, Zhang Wubing, who had never been to the experimental building, said that this road was "friendly".
Young Yan Shixun did not think this was a coincidence.
Under the great way, everything is inevitable.
Although they are often concealed by the illusion of chance.
Yan Shixun looked at Zhang Wubing solemnly, which made him feel creepy.
"Yan, Brother Yan." Zhang Wubing swallowed hard and asked tremblingly, "Did I say something wrong?"
"You just said, friendly?" Yan Shixun asked in a deep voice: "Why?"
Zhang Wubing: “???”
He was full of questions and had no idea why Yan Shixun asked this.
However, out of his habitual trust in Yan Shixun, he still explained obediently: "I think if it were just me, I would definitely take this path."
“What a beautiful road this is.”
Zhang Wubing stretched out his hand and gestured towards the stairs, trying to explain to Yan Shixun the reason why he chose this path: "The other paths are extremely dark, only this path seems to have light, it is much brighter."
In Zhang Wubing's eyes, this staircase seemed to be deliberately illuminated by someone. On the contrary, the other roads seemed dark and scary to him at a glance, and he didn't want to walk on them at all.
He tried to explain the reason to Yan Shixun, but he didn't understand why Yan Shixun couldn't understand his choice.
“…………”
The young Yan Shixun looked up at the dim stairwell suspiciously and fell silent.
Because the stairs here are rarely used, the cleaning lady may have piled some cleaning tools and cardboard here for convenience. The windows are also covered with dust because they have not been wiped for a long time.
In such dim light conditions, this road actually has the least light transmission.
The scene in Yan Shixun's vision was exactly the opposite of Zhang Wubing's.
——On this side of the stairs, wisps of ghostly aura spread over, making the entire space even darker.
This is also the reason why Yan Shixun was so determined after allowing himself to be attracted by his future "self" and choosing this path.
Because of the existence of ghost energy.
However, Zhang Wubing said that this road is the only one with light... ?
Yan Shixun looked at Zhang Wubing speechlessly, puzzled as to what had happened.
Suddenly, Yan Shixun remembered what happened when Zhang Wubing entered the building just now.
Even the gate of hell, which was difficult for him, was easily pushed open by Zhang Wubing, and he entered without any obstacles...
Yan Shixun: ...I only know that this guy's physique attracts ghosts, but I didn't expect that he could actually take the initiative to go into the ghost's nest?
After figuring out the reason, Yan Shixun looked at Zhang Wubing with an indescribable look, then took a step back slightly and stretched out his hand to signal Zhang Wubing to go forward.
"You go first."
He wanted to see how serious Zhang Wubing's ghostly automatic navigation physique was.
Zhang Wubing: “???”
Although he didn't understand what was going on, he still walked in front obediently.
After going up the stairs, Zhang Wubing turned very naturally into a secluded side road.
Young Yan Shixun: ...Exactly the same as what I perceived.
He looked at Zhang Wubing's back with complicated eyes.
Zhang Wubing trembled when he was looked at, and said hesitantly: "Brother Yan?"
"It's okay, just keep going forward, you lead the way."
Yan Shixun regained his composure and said in a deep voice: "Maybe, because of your presence, I can get there faster than that person."
Young Yan Shixun: desire to win.
He had already won a game against his future "self" before they even officially met, which made him feel much better from the low mood caused by the ghost spirit, and even a smile appeared on his handsome face.
As a result, he became even more satisfied with Zhang Wubing.
If the unlucky guy encounters a ghost again after this, he will owe him a karma since the unlucky guy helped him defeat his future "self".
Next time, consider saving his life.
The young Yan Shixun thought casually.
Zhang Wubing, who was walking in front, caught a glimpse of the smile on Yan Shixun's face from the corner of his eye, but he did not realize that he had just caused it unintentionally.
At the same time, the talisman in Yan Shixun's hand on the other side lost its effect, and the golden rune quickly darkened like a flame extinguished by water.
Yan Shixun's face also turned gloomy.
Different from the yellow talismans commonly used by ordinary Taoist priests, the talismans he used at this time had no specific carrier. They were all created in one go by his own power and appeared in the air.
There will be no such thing as failure.
Unless... for the talisman, the ghost energy around is already dense enough to bury the light.
In an area invisible to ordinary people, the power of ghost energy and the talisman clashed early, but the talisman was defeated, and the light was extinguished.
Yan Shixun could sense that just as all the lights went out, the ghostly aura in the experimental building became even stronger.
The air was like a sticky gel. Taking a step forward required all of my strength. It was as difficult as walking in a swamp in the fog.
It's difficult to take a step forward.
But the worst thing was that the ghost energy covered the sky and Yan Shixun completely lost the power to communicate with heaven and earth.
He couldn't figure out where Cheng Jing was now.
Yan Shixun's handsome face was so gloomy that it seemed like water might drip out of it.
Ghostly energy seeped into his meridians, as if he was being squeezed by the overly dense ghostly energy pressure around him, infusing his body with power that did not belong to a living person.
If an ordinary person were here, he would probably have lost all ability to move, or even died, because of the ghost energy invading his body.
But Yan Shixun felt a lot more comfortable instead.
He raised his slender fingers and began to flexibly pinch the magic spell again.
Another pale hand with distinct joints gently covered the back of his hand, and the big hand protected his palm.
"Shi Xun, you want to tell fortunes about the person named Cheng Jing?"
Ye Li's voice was deep and magnetic, and he said calmly: "If the heaven and earth don't respond, I will."
Yan Shixun's face was tinged with a hint of confusion, and he didn't know why Ye Li said this.
But the next moment, a blood-red light slowly lit up at the place where Ye Li and he came into contact.
The ghostly aura around him instantly seemed to have seen something extremely terrifying, and fled madly from the space around Yan Shixun to a distance.
In an instant, the place where they were standing was empty, without even a trace of ghostly aura.
It's like a vacuum zone.
And the Great Dao lowered its eyes towards this.
Yan Shixun slowly opened his eyes.
“Call on my name, and I will be your God.”
Ye Li lowered his eyes and looked at Yan Shixun, his calm tone hiding a hint of tenderness: "No matter what kind of power you want to ask for, as long as you open your mouth, you will get it."
"I promise you."
Her inky long hair slid down her shoulders. Ye Li lowered her head slightly and moved closer to Yan Shixun.
The two people's auras blended, and they could see the emotions in each other's eyes.
"So... call me, Yan Shixun."
Ye Li whispered: "Through me, you will gain the world."
At this moment, Yan Shixun felt a rare sense of loss as his mind went blank.
The thoughts that had been running all the time suddenly got stuck, like a mechanical gear stopped, and all the work came to a halt.
The only thing he was focusing on was the stern face that was so close to him.
There is also the seriousness and solemnity in the eyes of the person in front of me.
Yan Shixun opened his mouth but failed to utter any syllables smoothly.
Ye Li did not urge him, but just looked at him quietly, waiting for him to sort out all the clues.
This is a unique ghost exorcist in the world. For thousands of years, he has been the only light in the deep Fengdu.
He saw him shining as brightly as the sun and the moon, and watched him walking on the earth, walking straight on the line between yin and yang, without ever making a mistake.
Save those who need to be saved, and protect innocent ghosts.
In this person's eyes, humans, gods and ghosts are equal and there is no difference.
Even if God makes a mistake, he must be punished without delay.
This is...his Ghostbusters.
Just the mention of Yan Shixun's name would make Ye Li's heart tremble slightly, with emotion and cherishment.
He was once disappointed with the world and even tired of leaving any hope for it.
Fengdu turned around and the gates of hell closed tightly.
In the deep and dark hall, the words "There is no salvation in the world" became the command of countless ghosts and gods under Fengdu.
They watch coldly as the human world and the great world fall into ruin.
Even though there was a lay Buddhist from the mortal world who went to the old site of Fengdu, found the location of the Fengdu Ghost Gate, and entered the Palace of the Ghost King, he was unable to change the determination of the ghosts and gods.
But until now, Ye Li didn't know——
That was because in the human world he had seen, there was no ghost exorcist named Yan Shixun.
If it is for the mountains and rivers with Yan Shixun... he is willing to take up the great cause and protect the world.
Ye Li lowered his eyes quietly and looked at Yan Shixun, waiting for his answer.
After a brief moment of panic and confusion, Yan Shixun quickly calmed down and sorted out the truth from the tangled mess of information.
The scenes of Yeli in the past flashed through his mind quickly. Every word said sounded again in his ears. The fragmented information was gradually integrated, and the fragments of thoughts were pieced together to form a complete pattern.
He said, call on my name and I will be your God.
He said, I am with the great way of heaven and earth.
…He is not the founder of a sect that worships gods.
He is the God himself.
The great way collapsed and the gods died.
Yan Shixun originally thought that gods had long ceased to exist, especially high-ranking gods, who had long since assimilated into the Great Dao, and only a tiny bit of power remained to support the Great Dao.
Even if the ascetics today ask for help from the gods, they are only borrowing some residual power from the gods of the past.
This is why, compared with a hundred years ago, there are fewer and fewer monks who can obtain it nowadays, and why the old Taoist priest of Haiyun Temple frequently enters into meditation.
Even if some gods escaped death in the catastrophe because of the faith of their people, like the mountain god of Wild Wolf Peak, they were only a very small minority.
Besides, there is no such thing as luck on earth.
Even though the mountain god of Wild Wolf Peak escaped the catastrophe, she was ultimately killed because of the people she protected because they helped her avoid the disaster.
There are no exceptions.
The Tao will not leave behind any righteous god alone.
Therefore, Yan Shixun never doubted that Ye Li's true identity was a god.
Until now, until Ye Li himself gave the final answer.
Why... would the Great Dao leave behind a god, and why would this god appear in the human world and appear beside him?
Yan Shixun's expression was dazed for a moment.
But Ye Li's tight grip on his hand brought him back to his senses.
Yan Shixun calmed himself down and met Ye Li's calm and expectant eyes.
As if to say - you know.
My name is...
The name of God is no different from God.
Yan Shixun moved his lips and uttered the two syllables that he was already familiar with.
"Ye...Li."
In an instant, the ice and snow melted, the spring water gurgled, and thousands of lotus flowers bloomed brilliantly.
Ye Li's sharp and cold eyebrows softened, with a smile in his eyes, he gently responded to Yan Shixun.
"I am here."
"I'm here, Shi Xun."
He lowered his head, his tall body leaned forward slightly, and his slightly cool forehead rested on Yan Shixun's forehead. Their breaths blended and their skin touched.
Yan Shixun's entire vision was occupied by Ye Li. He could even feel Ye Li's nose brushing across his cheek.
But at this moment, he no longer cared about keeping a distance from Ye Li.
The thought that the gods existed and were always by his side occupied his entire mind.
Before Yan Shixun realized it, his heart and eyes were already filled with Ye Li.
"I move and practice the Dharma, and the karma of the past and future. My body is free and I am always immortal. I practice for ten thousand kalpas to prove my supernatural powers. Among all things in the three realms, only this one is supreme..."①
Ye Li's voice was low and calm, and he uttered the syllables clearly.
The moment those syllables scattered in the air, they turned into dark red light, circling and climbing up along the tightly clasped hands of Ye Li and Yan Shixun, and entwining Yan Shixun's meridians.
Yan Shixun could feel a powerful and majestic force surging through his meridians.
At that moment, he felt as if his soul was pulled away from his body, abandoning all tangible things, rising into the higher sky, overlooking the earth.
The Tao is invisible and gives birth to heaven and earth.
The great way is nameless, nourishing all things.
In a flash, Yan Shixun seemed to merge into the road, evil spirits and demons wailed at his feet. The deep Fengdu was in control of him, and he could decide life and death.
In the moment when Yan Shixun was stunned, Ye Li's eyes were smiling. He raised his head slightly, and his bloodless thin lips lightly kissed the corner of Yan Shixun's eyes.
Touch and leave.
"Shi Xun... I'll give you my name."
As the words fell, heaven and earth lowered their eyes.
The Avenue witnessed Yeli's commitment.
This is... everything that ghosts and gods can give.
The ghosts and gods that even the great Dao could not do anything to were able to walk down from the Fengdu Ghost Palace and step into the human world because of a group of dazzling souls.
He stepped down from the altar, from a lofty statue of god, to a flesh-and-blood person again. His heart, which had been dead for thousands of years, began to beat again, and the time that had been frozen in him began to move again.
Thousands of years ago, on the battlefield strewn with corpses, flags were torn, corpses were piled up, and blood was flowing.
The cold light of the general's armor was covered with blood.
He stood up from the corpses holding the broken sword. All he saw were lifeless faces, and he felt sad and angry.
He was unwilling to be inferior to the Tao.
So he broke his broken sword and swore by the heaven and earth:
He wants to get justice for himself!
The flags are flying high and there are hundreds of thousands of soldiers in battle armor.
The underworld trembles.
There are forty-nine great ways, and only one is a variable that the great ways cannot control.
When the Great Dao was trying to make amends in a panic, the Netherworld had already established a new master.
Fengdu broke out of the ground and responded to the avenue in silence.
On the high platform, a tall man stood tall, looking into the void with sharp eyes and eyebrows without a trace of warmth...
All the chaotic scenes of the past flashed quickly before Yan Shixun's eyes.
In a trance, he saw a face that was very similar to Ye Li, but unlike the Ye Li he was familiar with, that face was extremely cold and there was not a trace of smile on it.
But the Ye Li, whom he was familiar with, had always been standing beside him. As long as he turned his head slightly, Ye Li would catch his movements and give him a gentle smile.
Is that... Yeli?
Yan Shixun suddenly felt a sense of unreality.
He recalled that more than ten years ago, when his parents abandoned him at the market, the man who shared candy with him seemed to be covered in blood, like a lonely soul who had just walked down from an ancient battlefield, with a sharp face carrying an icy murderous intent that had not faded.
Yan Shixun blinked slowly.
The next moment, his vision returned to normal.
All the vague and unreal images from before disappeared.
Yan Shixun found that he was still in the experimental building. In the darkness, Ye Li held his hand tightly, quietly waiting for him to come back to his senses.
His other hand trembled subconsciously, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down, wanting to ask the question.
But Yan Shixun still remembered what he had not completed before - Cheng Jing.
He quickly came back to his senses, straightened his expression, coughed unnaturally, and tried to break free from Ye Li's hand.
Ye Li readily let go of his hand, and with great patience, waited for his exorcist to slowly discover the truth.
"Aren't you going to divine Cheng Jing's location?" Ye Li smiled, "Now, nothing can stop you."
Upon hearing this, Yan Shixun looked at Ye Li with complicated eyes.
But there were more pressing matters at hand, so he temporarily suppressed the doubts in his mind and started to divine with his hands.
Unlike the previous feeling of stagnation and interference, as Ye Li said, nothing can stop Yan Shixun from completing what he wants to do.
The hexagram instantly gives the location of the scene.
Yan Shixun silently recited the direction in his mind and quickly determined the floor and laboratory where Cheng Jing was.
His expression became serious, and he immediately took long steps towards that direction.
"Ye Li."
Yan Shixun called Ye Li's name softly. He turned his eyes sideways and looked calmly at the tall man beside him: "After you solve Jing's problem, tell me about your story."
Ye Li smiled: "You are welcome to explore."
Whether it's the soul... or the body.
I'll give you all.
…
Director Zhang Wubing's heart was beating like a drum and he was shivering in the small cabinet.
Slow and regular footsteps were heard in the dark corridor.
The sound was getting closer and closer, as if someone was walking calmly towards the laboratory.
Director Zhang Wubing, who had just experienced being chased by a ghost, was almost frightened to death.
He kept repeating Yan Shixun's fame in his heart, praying that his brother Yan would find this place quickly and rescue him and the man in the laboratory.
He was hesitant about whether to pull the man into the closet, but when he looked down at his weak body, he decided not to cause any trouble.
Besides, even if he was worried about the man in the laboratory, it was obvious that man was related to "Lan Ze".
But Lan Ze has died and turned into a ghost.
What if Lan Ze comes looking for this person?
Zhang Wubing was very self-aware. If he got close to a place where there were ghosts, the ghosts would definitely come looking for him.
He is unable to take care of himself, so he should protect himself first and not cause trouble for his brother Yan.
Zhang Wubing believed that his brother Yan must be looking for a way to resolve the current situation.
"clatter."
"clatter."
"clatter……"
The crisp footsteps were particularly creepy in the silent corridor, and every step seemed to strike on Zhang Wubing's heart.
But when I reached the door of the laboratory, the sound disappeared.
Zhang Wubing covered his mouth instantly, his whole body shaking, and he was screaming crazily in his heart, “Ahhhhhhhhh!!!”
He finally knew what was more terrifying than the sound approaching!
The sound disappeared!!!
When there was a sound, he could also use it to determine where the thing in the corridor, who knew whether it was a human or a ghost, was going and whether it was approaching him.
But when the sound disappeared, Zhang Wubing completely lost his judgment of the outside world.
He didn't know where the thing had gone, or even if it was watching his hiding place at this moment.
Zhang Wubing remembered that there were windows facing the corridor in the laboratory. This area of laboratories seemed to have huge floor-to-ceiling glass for ventilation purposes, so one could see what was going on inside the laboratory from the corridor.
The cabinet where he was hiding was right behind the wall next to the floor-to-ceiling window.
If you position it at the right angle, you can see the cabinet from the corridor.
The unknown and tension gripped Zhang Wubing's heart, making him unable to help but start to guess wildly whether that thing was standing outside the floor-to-ceiling window, quietly looking at him through the glass.
The evil ghost stood silently outside the window, looking down at the place where the living were hiding with its lifeless eyes, waiting for the living to think that the crisis was over and crawl out of their hiding place, then it would open a malicious smile and pounce forward...
Zhang Wubing would be so frightened that he would faint whenever he thought of that scene.
But the strange thing is that the man in the laboratory was not scared.
The young man stood up from the chair in an uncontrolled manner, and his long legs almost tripped over the chair.
He staggered a few steps, but didn't pay any attention to his situation. Instead, he hurried to the laboratory door.
The young man walked faster and faster, his heart pounding. His originally cold body was warmed by the rush of hot blood, which also made his outstretched arms tremble badly.
"Lan... Lan Ze."
The young man trembled as he called out the name that he had always cherished in his heart, with uncertainty in his tone: "Is it you?"
No sound was heard outside the laboratory.
Zhang Wubing, who couldn't see the specific scene and could only judge based on the sound, was so scared that his eyes widened and he roared wildly in his heart, wanting the young man to find a place to hide quickly.
This place is full of ghosts! What if the person outside the door is not Lan Ze at all, but a fierce ghost who came to kill people?
Brother Yan is not here. If something happens to that young man, he won’t be able to save him.
Zhang Wubing was extremely anxious.
But the young man had no idea that there was someone else in the laboratory, nor did he know what Zhang Wubing was thinking.
……No.
For him, even if there is an evil ghost outside the door, or even if there is a slight possibility that it is his beloved lover, he will push the door open without hesitation.
Cheng Jing's hand was trembling as he reached for the door handle, but he gritted his teeth and wanted to open the door firmly without any hesitation.
But the door didn't move at all.
It was as if the person outside the door suddenly became timid and retreated.
I don't dare to face the person I love most in my life.
I also don’t want... him to see my current tattered body.
Outside the laboratory door, the young man's thin shoulders kept shaking.
He lowered his head, his scattered hair falling on his pale, bloodless handsome face, but he frowned in pain, with a tear of blood falling from the corner of his eye.
Because the person he loves is here, he is determined to come back even if he dies in the mountains.
This unwillingness supported him to cross mountains and seas and life and death, but just before he was about to see that familiar face, all his courage was drained away, and he suddenly became so frightened that he wanted to retreat and run away.
What should we talk about when we meet?
Now he is dead, but his lover is still alive in the world and has a bright future.
His life stopped in the past, so...don't let the shadow of the past haunt the one he loves.
It's time for him to let go.
Lan Ze knew that he should let go of Cheng Jing, whom he loved deeply.
But as long as he imagined that scene, he felt the pain was so heavy that it was unbearable, even greater than the pain that death would bring him.
Lan Ze felt severe pain all over his body, almost returning to the moment when his heart was broken, and his soul was so turbulent that it almost broke.
The obsession that supported the evil ghost to stay in the human world was shaken.
So the ghost energy that was originally suppressed by the heavy obsession took advantage of the opportunity and counterattacked, trying to devour Lan Ze's soul, pull him into the ghost energy of hell, and merge him into one with thousands of evil ghosts.
Lan Ze's eyes were broken and his thin back was shaking uncontrollably.
Behind him, the thick ghost energy opened its huge mouth, trying to devour him.
The sea of blood rolled, and dry bones stretched out from it, pointing to the sky, with malicious intent to drag the pure souls into hell to suffer eternal punishment.
Lan Ze, however, kept staring at the door in front of him.
For him, who was transformed into a ghost and possessed by ghost spirit, the door was as thin as paper. As long as he pushed it gently, he could see the person he loved deeply behind the door.
But it is this thin piece of paper that weighs more than a thousand pounds.
It's time to let go and let... Cheng Jing move towards his own future. After all, Yin and Yang are separated.
Lan Ze kept telling himself this, trying to convince himself to turn around and leave.
But he couldn't bear to do it.
I can't bear to take a look at it.
He remembered clearly that in the laboratory when no one in the project team was there, Cheng Jing lowered his head with a smile and gave him a light kiss on his forehead.
At that time, when he raised his eyes and looked against the light, his lover was dazzling in the sunlight, as warm and dazzling as the sun.
That one glance is a lifetime.
How could he bear to do that?
But how could he be so selfish as to ruin Cheng Jing's future life?
Lan Ze's white fingers, which had originally rested on the door panel, slowly curled up and retracted.
But at this moment——
"Lan Ze."
"I love you more than my life and everything else."
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