Chapter 99 Chapter 99 Family (Twenty-one)

I looked at the class schedule on my phone. There is an open class at 10:30 today. The name of the class is...

"Tree Climbing Class?"

What kind of weird class is this...

Ning Helan pinched his eyebrows. It only takes 40 minutes by subway from his home to the university. He thought for a while and decided to go to the school first.

When he opened the door, the door of the neighbor opposite also opened. Xiaoyu came out happily holding a rag doll: "Mom and Dad, hurry up~"

"I'm coming."

A young couple came out of the room and smiled when they saw Ning Helan: "Helan, are you going out?"

Ning Helan nodded politely.

Riding the same elevator with this family, Xiaoyu happily told his parents what he saw and heard in the kindergarten.

Ning Helan was listening quietly, then she bent down and said to the children, "Where is Xiaoyu going today?"

Xiaoyu seemed to be frightened when she saw Ning Helan talking to her, and shrank behind her father, staring at him vigilantly with her big round eyes.

Xiaoyu's father smiled embarrassedly, "Hey, you said hello to Brother Ning, what, don't you recognize him?"

Xiaoyu bit her lip and shook her head, as if she was very wary of Ning Helan.

Xiaoyu's mother could only explain, "Xiaoyu is still afraid of strangers, Helan, don't take it to heart."

Ning Helan smiled faintly to show her understanding.

Watching Xiaoyu holding his father in one hand and his mother in the other, walking happily towards the gate of the community, Ning Helan stood still. He looked around the community and was very surprised. If this monster made him live in an illusion, why would he live in this community?

This community is the house bought by his grandfather.

When he was a child, he should have lived in a townhouse on the other side of the mountain.

The subway was fast and there were not many people. Ning Helan found a seat and sat down. He even met a few college classmates and alumni.

But it seemed that they had not changed much.

Tong'an University, an old school with a long history, has trained many national elites.

Ning Guohua wanted Ning Helan to study abroad, but Ning Helan didn't want to. He liked the medium-sized city of Tong'an, where he could go back to see his parents from time to time.

As soon as he stepped into the school gate, he heard a playful sound from behind. Looking back, he saw a group of seniors coming in from outside.

The young man in the lead was very good-looking, with a pair of small tiger teeth when he smiled. They walked past Ning Helan while playing and accidentally bumped into Ning Helan.

"I'm sorry." Although the young man apologized, it seemed that he was not sincere.

Ning Helan didn't bother with him, but just stood there and watched them go away.

Although Ning Helan couldn't recognize the man's appearance, he had heard the voice too many times recently.

This man was Fang Hui.

It was a coincidence that Fang Hui went to the same school as him. What

was even more coincidental was that they were in the same class.

Ning Helan sat in the left corner, and Fang Hui and his friends sat in the right corner.

The classroom was full of people. It seemed that the more bizarre the class, the more interested the students were.

The teacher talked about the techniques of tree climbing and the aspects that needed to be paid attention to. He also taught everyone how to move through the woods and some basic knowledge of survival in the wild.

The name of the course was not very serious, but the content of the course was very practical.

Ning Helan didn't remember that he had chosen this course. Would this illusion create its own memories without permission?

It was just that his roommates and classmates all looked normal, just as he remembered.

What was different was that the people who were originally alive were dead, while the dead were still alive.

For example, he saw his roommate Wang Feng who was sitting in the first row. He had been in a car accident during his freshman year and had been gone for a year, but now he was playing and fighting with other classmates.

Going to class, going home, eating in the cafeteria, and going back to the dormitory to sleep were all too real, like a dream.

Could it be that the days before were a dream?

Ning Helan let out a long sigh and said to himself: "How is it possible..."

When it was night, Ning Helan decided to go home.

Wang Feng, who was playing games, felt strange when he saw Ning Helan open the door: "Hey, Helan, I have classes tomorrow morning, why don't you live in the dormitory?"

"Well, something happened at home." Ning Helan said.

"Oh, it's good to live close~"

This is really strange.

After returning home, mom and dad were not at home. In reality, grandpa's room has now become Ning Xuechen and Fang Shuyu's bedroom. Ning Helan turned on the light and walked around, but didn't find anything useful. There was nothing of grandpa's. There was not

even a talisman at home. He looked like an ordinary office worker.

After thinking for a while, Ning Helan came to the study room. It was the same as the real world, except that there was no trace of him on the small bed where Fang Hui slept.

Ning Helan searched through all the boxes and cabinets, but there was nothing related to Taoism in the house.

"Click."

The light in the study came on, and Ning Xuechen's voice came: "Lanlan? Why don't you turn on the light?"

The light suddenly came on, and Ning Helan's eyes were uncomfortable for a moment. He squinted his eyes. Ning Xuechen walked over and asked: "Lanlan, what are you looking for? You can see without turning on the light? Oh, my son's eyesight is good."

If Ning Xuechen hadn't turned on the light just now, Ning Helan would not have realized that he didn't turn on the light.

Why can I see clearly? I must be night blind.

"Lan Lan, what are you looking for?"

"Where are those Taoist books in my house?"

"What Taoist books?"

"..."

"What did your grandpa do before?"

"..." Ning Xuechen did not answer immediately. He walked forward and looked at Ning Helan, "Kid, what happened to you today?"

Ning Helan looked at Ning Xuechen, her calm eyes looking through the person in front of her, but she was not looking at him, but looking through him at the person in her memory.

Ning Xuechen wanted to reach out her hand: "Lan Lan?"

Ning Helan looked at Ning Xuechen in front of her and smiled sadly: "...I really hope that the one who calls my name is my father."

Ning Xuechen seemed to be shocked by Ning Helan's words, his pupils trembled violently, his lips opened and closed, and he couldn't utter a syllable for a long time.

"Lanlan, don't you want your mother anymore?" Fang Shuyu's voice rang out at the door of the study. Ning Helan raised his head and saw her looking at him in panic. "Lanlan..."

Ning Helan closed his eyes and said nothing more. He passed by the two without looking at them again.

"Lanlan..."

"Lanlan!" He

couldn't turn back.

Suddenly, Ning Helan felt the strong demonic energy coming from behind him. He turned his head sharply, "Boom!"

There was an explosion. The loud noise and heat wave of the explosion pushed Ning Helan far away.

At the last moment before he flew out, he saw Ning Xuechen and Fang Shuyu being gradually engulfed by the fire.

"Dad! Mom!"

Suddenly, everything went dark and quiet.

"Ugh!"

Ning Helan opened his eyes and found himself in his own bed again.

The sun was shining brightly outside the window, and the phone next to his pillow rang with a text message.

It said August 23, 11:15 in the morning.

The date was correct, and the time was also the time when he usually got up at home.

A breeze blew in from the window, and the cool wind slowly sobered Ning Helan's confused mind.

His pajamas were already soaked with sweat. Ning Helan sat up from the bed, picked up the phone to look at his face, and there was still a mark on his right cheek.

He reached out and touched it, and it hurt a little.

"Click."

Brother Ji appeared at the door of the bedroom, and after seeing Ning Helan, he flapped his wings and flew onto the bed, and then lay down beside Ning Helan.

"Brother Ji." Ning Helan touched its feathers, which were neither smooth nor beautiful, and looked at Brother Ji's wise eyes. A light flashed in his eyes, and he simply got up and got out of bed.

The self in the mirror was still himself, but the wound on his face, why did it come from the dream to reality?

Ning Helan couldn't figure it out.

He dialed the phone and called Ning Guohua. The phone rang for a long time before the other end picked up, and then Ning Guohua scolded him.

After hanging up the phone, Ning Helan remembered that the time difference between Switzerland, where Ning Guohua is now, and China is seven hours, which means that it is less than five o'clock in the morning there. No wonder the old man is angry.

Although he was scolded, Ning Helan felt a lot more relaxed.

Sitting in the living room, Ning Helan glanced at the study room. The door of the study room was closed. Why is Fang Hui so quiet this morning?

He opened the door of the study room and looked inside. Fang Hui was not at home.

At this time, Qin Yang called and first asked about Ning Helan's physical condition. He was relieved when he learned that he had no problems. Then he said that Fang Hui should be in the hospital.

In the hospital... yes, he has to accompany his family.

After taking a shower and eating, Ning Helan came to Tong'an Second People's Hospital.

In the hospital corridor, Ning Helan saw Fang Hui standing outside the ward from a distance, staring at the situation in the ward, but he didn't seem to plan to go in.

"Fang Hui." Ning Helan walked over, "Why don't you go in?" Fang

Hui glanced at Ning Helan: "Forget it, they won't recognize me if I go in, I'll just stay here and take a look."

In the ward, Fang Cheng, Fang Yu and Fang Yi were sitting together chatting about something, laughing from time to time. Fang Hui looked at the happy family and couldn't help but tears up.

Ning Helan looked at the three people. It seemed that what happened yesterday did not affect them. He thought that with the low temperature yesterday, these people were all ordinary people and would feel a little uncomfortable. But today, they all seemed to be fine.

"Medical technology is really advanced now..."

"What did you say?"

"Nothing. Since your family is fine, I'll leave first."

"Where are you going?"

Ning Helan said, "To investigate the tomb digging."

"Oh." Fang Hui nodded, "Goodbye."

Ning Helan glanced at Fang Hui with deep eyes. Fang Hui hummed strangely, "What's wrong?"

But Ning Helan didn't say anything else and turned to leave the hospital.

Ning Helan returned to his mother's grave again. It was no different from the day he left. The little tree demon was very happy to see him and ran up to him happily: "Big brother, you are here."

"Yeah." Ning Helan smiled faintly, "Is there anything unusual these two days?"

"Abnormal..." The little tree demon looked at the big tree demon behind him. The tree demon grandmother replied cheerfully: "No, everything is normal."

Ning Helan nodded and walked around his parents' grave. After making sure that it was the same as before he left, he looked at the little tree demon: "How is your dad?"

"Dad..." The little tree demon looked back again, and this time a tree demon with a broken leg walked over.

Ning Helan saw its legs, which were still tied with cloth strips. It looked like it was not fully healed yet. The tree demon father smiled at Ning Helan: "Thanks to you for bandaging me at that time, otherwise I would have really died."

Ning Helan's eyes flashed with a stream of light. He carefully looked at the tree demon father for a few times, and finally raised a polite smile: "I'm glad you're okay."

He lowered his head and looked carefully around the tomb, carefully observing every inch of the land. Finally, in an inconspicuous corner, he found a black object.

He picked it up and looked at it carefully. The surface of this thing was carbonized by high temperature, and it even felt a little sticky. He smelled it carefully and it smelled like resin.

This is a piece of bark that has been roasted at high temperatures. It is almost burnt inside and out, and it is difficult to see its original appearance.

Ning Helan stood up and walked to the tree demon father. He carefully looked at its broken leg with a serious look. The tree demon father couldn't help asking: "Little brother, what's wrong?"

"I remember your child told me that you were injured because of the monster that attacked the tomb?"

"Yes."

"Then can you tell me what magic the monster used at that time?"

"This... I can't remember it clearly. I was restrained by his powerful magic power at that time, and I was dizzy and didn't see anything clearly."