After resting for a while, Fan Zhiyi watched Bing Nandong bandage his wound without saying a word.
Although Ayu was very reluctant to drink blood at first, he later voluntarily accepted it after being "encouraged" by Fan Zhiyi's earnest advice and Bing Nandong's eyes, and now he has become lively again.
Fan Zhiyi raised his bandaged hand and exclaimed, "It's wrapped really well."
Then the next second, the bite wound on his other hand was touched. The pain was so severe that Fan Zhiyi wanted to die. He gasped and said, "You came here alone?"
Bing Nandong froze for a moment, then calmly replied, "How is that possible? I won't do anything without preparation, unlike someone who is so stupid as to die."
Fan Zhiyi didn't want to know who this "someone" was referring to: "What about the other people who came with you?"
"On the way."
Fan Zhiyi: "..." Didn't he come alone? He remembered that Bing Nandong was injured before.
Fan Zhiyi looked over. In the dark, he couldn't see Bing Nandong's expression. Even though he had a lot to say, he didn't know where to start.
Bing Nandong noticed that he was hesitant to speak: "Just say whatever you want to say, don't hesitate."
"Thanks."
"Your injuries are too serious and require treatment from a professional doctor."
Speaking of injuries, Fan Zhiyi thought of Qin Shuan. He would definitely settle the score with him when he got out: "My hand was injured by Qin Shuan."
"I know, Qin Shuan is missing." Bing Nandong's tone was very cold. After treating Fan Zhiyi's injuries, he squatted down and turned his back to Fan Zhiyi. "Let's talk about it after we get out."
Fan Zhiyi was not overly pretentious and lay down on it. Bing Nandong waved to the black cat, held it in his arms, and then stood up and went out again.
The moment he lay down, Fan Zhiyi's skin touched Bing Nandong's clothes. Only then did he realize that Bing Nandong's whole body was cold and wet like his, probably because of the time when he jumped into the lake to save him.
Bing Nandong pushed open the door and cleared the way with his sword. Without the obstruction of the female ghost with a kitchen knife, the journey became much easier. With A Yu's help, the rest of the journey was extremely easy.
But suddenly, everything around seemed to be blurred like ink, the warm spring sun, the willows on the bank were swaying, and there was no trace of the gloomy haunted house.
The black cat in Bing Nandong's arms suddenly stood up with fur all over its body, purring in its throat and struggling restlessly. Bing Nandong only glanced at it, and it calmed down again.
Fan Zhiyi leaned over and took a look: "I think this corridor and this lake look so much like the ones in a haunted house."
"That should be it." Bing Nandong replied, then stepped forward.
Fan Zhiyi asked curiously, "Where are we now?"
"The place where yin and yang meet." Afraid that Fan Zhiyi wouldn't understand, Bing Nandong thoughtfully added, "It's similar to the street where we were besieged by ghosts last time."
"Huh? What should I do? Why are we here?"
"The space of Xue's residence is inherently unstable, which is a normal phenomenon."
That being said, Fan Zhiyi took into consideration the actual situation that they now had one ghost, two injured people, and a cat. If they encountered the same ghost siege as last time, he really wouldn't be able to drag Bing Nandong for a distance this time.
So he turned around and asked A Yu: "Do you know how to get out?"
A Yu shook his head: "I've never been to this place before, but it doesn't feel very good."
A Yu could no longer be counted on. Fan Zhiyi sighed and opened his eyes to look at the lotus flowers blooming on the lake, each one noble and tender.
From this perspective, the decoration here is actually quite beautiful, completely different from the impression of a dark lake that emits a foul smell and has all kinds of monsters crawling out of it.
"Why did you come to a place like this this time?"
Ah Yu rubbed his chin and made a bold guess: "It should be related to the house. Well, in this house anyway, no matter what happens, it's not surprising."
Seeing the long corridor, Fan Zhiyi naturally thought of Xue Xiuniang: "Bing Nandong, you said Xue Xiuniang was dragged into the lake. Is she dead? Why is she afraid of those things in the lake?"
"Xue Xiuniang?"
"Oh, you probably don't know yet. It's the female ghost with the kitchen knife."
Fan Zhiyi gestured, earning a disdainful groan from Bing Nandong: "Don't move, just say it with your mouth."
"I'm just worried you don't know. Anyway, her name is Xue Xiuniang."
"It really is her." Bing Nandong explained, "If that's the case, those evil spirits can only trap her temporarily. The ghosts in the lake died because of her, and although they are afraid of her, as long as their power reaches a certain level, their resentment towards Xue Xiuniang will also make Xue Xiuniang wary."
"That……"
"Aren't you dizzy? Where do you get all that talk?"
Fan Zhiyi said aggrievedly: "I just want to share with you the information I have collected."
So Fan Zhiyi finished telling the whole story about the causes and consequences of Xue Xiuniang's suicide. Coincidentally, the corridor came to an end, where there was a room. Fan Zhiyi remembered that the layout of the corridor was not like this.
Ah Yu suggested, "Shall I go in and take a look first?"
"No need." Bing Nandong pushed open the door directly. It was an ordinary study room, piled with books. The desk was next to the window. The bright spring light shone in and fell on the books on the desk.
Fan Zhiyi patted Bing Nandong's shoulder, signaling him to put him down, and took the black cat from Bing Nandong's hand.
He has wanted to have a cat for a long time and is so greedy. Let him pet it quickly.
Unexpectedly, the black cat started scratching and clawing as soon as it got into Fan Zhiyi's hands. Fan Zhiyi had no choice but to let Bing Nandong continue to hold it.
Bing Nandong picked up the pages of paper on the desk and his expression became more serious the more he read.
Fan Zhiyi couldn't read, so he asked, "What's written?"
"About the Ghost Gate."
That was something he couldn't tell him, so Fan Zhiyi consciously turned his gaze away and looked out the window. It was truly a beautiful scene, but it was a pity it was fake.
He looked at Bing Nandong again, but saw that the other party's expression was indistinguishable from joy or anger, and he was still looking at the pages of paper.
Guessing it was something very important, Fan Zhiyi didn't bother to bother with it and started looking through the book here and there. He complained in his heart that the author must have played too many horror games. Sometimes there were ghosts chasing people, and sometimes there were sudden strange scenes for him to find clues. Couldn't they change the text to something he could understand? There was no experience at all.
"Oh, right, I noticed that Xue Xiuniang can't speak now. She tried to control me through spiritualism last time. What happened?"
"I know that!" Ah Yu came over. "Because Xue Xiuniang is possessed by her pieced-together body, she can't speak. If she wants to speak, she can only speak as a ghost. But once her soul leaves her body, her body, filled with resentment, will quickly rot into bones and become useless. We'll have to find a new one."
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