It's over.
When these two words popped up in his mind, it was strange. Fan Zhiyi felt that he could still accept it calmly. The memory that froze in his mind was actually Xiaobao.
He promised the kid that he would go back to pick him up. As an adult, he couldn't break his promise, but he was going to break it.
But the next moment, Fan Zhiyi's wrist was grabbed by someone, and he was pulled up and dragged to the shore. Someone squeezed his chest hard, and Fan Zhiyi spat out a mouthful of water and coughed.
"Fan Zhiyi! Fan Zhiyi!"
Fan Zhiyi didn't know if he was hallucinating, otherwise how could he hear Bing Nandong's voice.
He opened his eyes, but couldn't see the other person's face because of the water stains. Then the other person placed his slightly cold hand on his forehead and stuffed a pill into his mouth.
Bing Nandong took off the scabbard on his back and put it into the Qiankun bag. He helped him up, and then carried him on his back, trying his best to avoid his injuries. Then the sharp sword wind swept across the lake, cutting the ghosts who were still trying to crawl onto the shore into pieces.
Fan Zhiyi felt like he was awake, yet not awake, muttering, "Cat."
Bing Nandong was running at full speed, looking for a way out, and didn't hear clearly: "What?"
"cat."
"He said a cat. There is a black cat that has strayed into the South Garden. Can you save it?" A Yu didn't want to say anything. This person looked very fierce and powerful. He must be a cultivator.
A Yu heard from other ghosts that cultivators must kill any ghost they encounter, without exception.
Sure enough, Bing Nandong's eyes swept over her, and the sword moved as he wished and fell on A Yu's head, ready to kill her at any time.
Ah Yu immediately protected himself and took a few steps back, explaining, "I saved him, please don't kill me!"
Fan Zhiyi, who was on his back, was startled awake by Ayu's screams and called out weakly, "Ayu."
A Yu pointed at Fan Zhiyi as if she had seen a savior: "Listen, listen, he is calling A Yu, my name is A Yu!"
The sword was not retracted. Ah Yu looked at the thing above his head tremblingly, feeling terrified.
Fan Zhiyi opened his eyes several times before he finally saw the current situation clearly.
A Yu was in a much worse state and looked much more transparent than when they first met. Fan Zhiyi knew that this was because A Yu had saved him several times, and the one who was betraying him was really Bing Nan Dong. If it weren't for A Yu, he wouldn't have waited for Bing Nan Dong to come.
"Bing Nandong, she's a good ghost." Fan Zhiyi closed his eyes and put his head on Bing Nandong's shoulder when he said this. He breathed heavily, and even though he was unconscious, he kept muttering, "Cat."
Bing Nandong finally retracted his sword and held it in his hand. He was heading towards the exit, but when he heard Fan Zhiyi say this, he stopped and asked, "Where is Nanyuan?"
Ah Yu looked at Fan Zhiyi, who seemed to have fainted again. No matter how she understood it, it seemed like he was talking to her who had been following them. However, it would be great if the cat could be saved because of this. "There's a shortcut from here. Please follow me."
So in the end, Bing Nandong was holding a black kitten in his arms, carrying Fan Zhiyi on his back, and a female ghost who could disappear at any time was following him.
If you look closely, you can see scratches on the back of Bing Nandong's hand. If Fan Zhiyi were awake, he would definitely complain that his face was so dark, as if someone owed him millions.
The thick fog blocked the way, so Bing Nandong had to free up one hand, put his index and middle fingers together, closed his eyes and wiped them in front of his eyes, using his spiritual sense to explore the way, and only continued walking after determining the correct direction.
The ghost energy was getting thicker and thicker. Ah Yu was weak now, so she was having some difficulty. Bing Nandong cast a spell and pulled her into the barrier, just in time to avoid an evil ghost that was rushing towards her.
A Yu didn't expect this person to save her, and she thanked him in a low voice.
Fan Zhiyi on his back suddenly moved a little, and he called out, "Bing Nandong."
"woke up?"
"Well, I vaguely remember you feeding me a pill. It must have taken effect."
"The medicine doesn't work that quickly."
Fan Zhiyi: "..."Brother, can't you tell that I'm saying something reassuring? "Put me down."
"What can I do if I put you down? You're out of breath ten times every three steps, or you're slowing down by taking a step and then getting help. Are you that female ghost's accomplice, specifically here to harm me?"
Fan Zhiyi felt a headache coming from being scolded, and he lay back down obediently: "Jianqiu, my head hurts."
Ah Yu asked honestly, "What are Jianqiu and Ben Gong?"
"Ignore him, he's crazy." Bing Nandong answered for Fan Zhiyi.
Fan Zhiyi chose to be autistic, but after a short while, he suddenly perked up again: "Where's the cat?"
"Here." A Yu smiled and pointed to Bing Nandong's arms.
Fan Zhiyi looked at Ayu and saw that the girl was almost disappearing and could not be seen clearly. He asked, "Why did you become like this?"
"Ah?" A Yu scratched his face and smiled a little forcedly, "It's okay, don't worry."
Seeing A Yu's answer, Bing Nandong didn't say anything.
Fan Zhiyi leaned his head on Bing Nandong's shoulder. He felt really uncomfortable, and this made him feel a little better. He stared at the ground and said, "You're lying. Do you really think I'm stupid?"
Suddenly, Fan Zhiyi saw the blood on his arm dripping onto the ground and being absorbed. He immediately patted Bing Nandong's shoulder as if he had discovered a new world: "Bing Nandong, my blood, look!"
Bing Nandong looked over, puzzled: "Didn't you just treat your injury? Why are you bleeding again?"
"I don't know. Can you tell me what's going on?"
"This house is absorbing your blood. It's alive and wants to open the next ghost door."
"Ayu, you'll feel better after drinking my blood, right?" Fan Zhiyi raised his arm generously. "Bingnandong, quickly get me an empty bottle. Don't waste it, and don't let this haunted house get away with it. Hurry, hurry, hurry."
Suddenly, Fan Zhiyi thought of something: "Oh no, Ah Yu can't touch the bottle, so how can she drink my blood?"
Bing Nandong was annoyed by his noise: "It's too noisy, shut up."
Fan Zhiyi felt a little aggrieved: "I'm just feeling uncomfortable, I just want to talk more."
"Is there any safe house nearby?" Bing Nandong asked A Yu.
"Yes, I'll take you there! But it was safe before, but I don't know now."
Bing Nandong gave a look, indicating to take them there.
Fan Zhiyi couldn't rest for too long before he started talking again: "You're actually willing to keep maintaining the barrier now."
"I……"
"Yes, yes, senior brother is the best. If we want to hold on for a year or two, it won't be a problem." Fan Zhiyi interrupted.
Then Bingnan Dong pushed open the door and put him down: "Looking energetic, are you okay?"
Fan Zhiyi immediately became depressed again.
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