Chapter 41 Chapter 41
In the dim underground garage, a pair of quaint old-fashioned cloth shoes suddenly appeared in a place that should have been empty.
Looking up from the cloth shoes, I saw an old man wearing a gray Tang suit, with white hair and a youthful face, and looking energetic.
The old man slowly walked to an empty space, stood still, and looked at the ground with a complicated expression. There, a pool of undried blood was particularly eye-catching, and inside it lay a small round plaque stained red with blood.
The old man stared at the bloodstain for a long time without saying a word, until the space behind him fluctuated, and a ghost dressed in Wuchang and wearing a "seeing fortune" hat appeared. If Yuan Tian or Tang Yang were here at this time, they would definitely find that this ghost was the Yin messenger they had met once before.
Noticing the arrival of the ghost, the old man sighed, bent down and reached his hand into the blood. In a moment, the round plate fell into his hand.
The Yinchai behind him frowned and said dissatisfiedly: "Mr. Zhang, this is against the rules."
The old man snorted coldly and put the round card into his arms, not caring that the blood stain on his clothes was dirty. He turned back to look at the ghost messenger and said indifferently: "Just pretend you didn't see anything, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."
The ghost was not afraid of him, and said: "Mr. Zhang, there will be no good results if you go against the will of heaven and change your fate..."
The old man smiled coldly: "Whether there is good fruit is my business, whether you see it or not is your business. If you insist on stopping me, then I can only..."
He narrowed his eyes slightly, and his whole body showed a bit of danger: "I want to go on strike! Resign! I quit!"
Yinchai was stunned for a moment, then he took a breath and waved his hands: "No! Mr. Zhang, let's talk it over. If you go on strike, how can we live..."
God knows how scarce the labor force is in the underworld, and this old man is no ordinary underworld messenger! If he goes on strike, the underworld messengers will have no hope of a holiday!
The ghost messenger felt bitter, but he could only look at the blood on the ground reluctantly, then looked at the old man, bit his lip and finally compromised: "I have never been here today, and I have never known about Brother Yuan. But Mr. Zhang, after today, I am afraid that other ghost messengers will find out about this. You, take care of yourself."
The old man immediately showed a false kindness on his face: "Thank you. I will handle this matter myself and will not embarrass you..."
The yinchai smiled on the surface, but in his heart he had already scolded the old man. Old man, he only knew how to threaten them with resignation!
On the other side, at the entrance of the hospital emergency room.
The young Taoist priest in a Taoist robe slumped on a bench, looking depressed and gloomy. His bloodstains attracted the attention of many passers-by, and even nurses came up to him from time to time to ask if he was injured.
The young Taoist priest just shook his head silently, with a confused look in his eyes, as if he had not yet fully digested what had happened. Seeing this, the nurses also shook their heads and left with a sigh.
I guess his relatives and friends who were traveling with him had an accident. Looking at the blood on the Taoist priest's body, his relatives and friends might be in danger...
It was not until a burst of hurried and heavy footsteps came that the young Taoist raised his head and looked at the man. Then he stood up and said hesitantly: "Mr. Tang..."
Black suit pants paired with a simple white shirt, such clothes can be considered very thin in winter, which is enough to show how hurried this person was when he went out.
However, at this moment, he seemed not to feel the cold. His eyes swept across the large bloodstain on the Taoist's chest, and his eyes became colder, with an obvious murderous look on his handsome face.
"Where are the people?"
There was a chill and questioning tone in his voice.
Cong Shu felt uneasy and pointed at the door of the emergency room: "Inside..."
Then, he confessed the whole story without hiding anything.
Although Mr. Tang in front of him looked like an ordinary rich man, Cong Shu had already known from Yuan Tian that they were in a relationship. In addition, Cong Shu had also seen with his own eyes the black light coming out of Tang Yang's body and repelling Mo Kaize, so although he didn't know what was going on with Tang Yang, he didn't dare to ignore him as he did before.
Moreover, for some reason, Cong Shu always felt that Tang Yang's aura was a little scary at this moment, and gave him a sense of unknown danger. He always felt that this man might jump out and stab him at any time.
If he hadn't called Yuan Tian to help, maybe this wouldn't have happened. Although, Cong Shu himself didn't understand why a person was still talking and laughing and showing off that he was going on a date with his partner, and suddenly vomited so much blood in the next second...
Maybe it was because he was hit too hard by the pillar, or maybe he was injured by Mo Kaize when he was blocking his attack from behind.
No matter what, it was him who indirectly caused Yuan Tian to be hospitalized. Cong Shu had already prepared himself mentally for being held accountable, beaten, and even stabbed.
However, unexpectedly, after listening to his story, Tang Yang was unexpectedly calm.
He said nothing, but sat down on the chair. His expression was indifferent, but his eyes seemed to be covered with thousands of layers of coldness, without any life in them.
Seeing this, Cong Shu naturally didn't dare to say anything, and just sat carefully beside him. But he was muttering in his heart, isn't this the calm before the storm?
In fact, Tang Yang's heart was surprisingly calm. There was no anxiety, no pain, only numbness.
He thought that even if he was mentally prepared, he would still be very sad and painful when facing the death of his lover, even though he knew that his lover would still stay with him in another way.
But now that it had really happened, he felt numb as if it had happened many times before. Perhaps he had rehearsed such scenes many times in his dreams, or perhaps, he just hadn't reacted emotionally yet.
He waited calmly, occasionally looking up at the door, imagining that maybe in the next second, his Yuan's soul would float out and tell him with a smile: "Brother Tang, we can start the love story of a human ghost!"
So he and his son Yuan went home hand in hand as before. Oh, no, they had agreed to go out for dinner tonight.
By the way, I have to go home and pick up Xiao Jing, otherwise that little devil will make trouble.
Ah, he seems to have forgotten how to offer food to ghosts. Well, his husband Yuan will have to teach him on the spot, but I don't know if the method is easy to learn...
What was the name of the time-honored paper-making shop that Yuan mentioned? Why couldn't he remember it...
Well, if I become a ghost, I shouldn't feel any pain, right? He vomited a lot of blood, so his body must be in pain.
He was completely immersed in his own little world, his thoughts were endlessly scattered, and he didn't pay any attention to what was happening in the outside world.
It was not until someone patted him on the shoulder that he slowly raised his head, revealing a pale face as if it had lost its soul.
Standing in front of him was Tang Meng, his sister. At this moment, her face showed some worry and even some heartache.
Tang Yang curled the corner of his lips towards her, and then, like an old machine, he slowly and unsteadily glanced at the people behind her one by one.
Xiao Jing floating in the air, Yun Que leaning against the wall, the head monk standing with his hands behind his back, and several Taoist priests from the Kongmen Temple whom he had seen and had not seen on the mountain.
There was seriousness and sadness on everyone's face, even Xiao Jing, who was always a crybaby. She just held back her tears and stared stubbornly at the door of the emergency room, refusing to let go.
Being a ghost is not a pleasant feeling, and Xiao Jing doesn't want his eldest brother to go down and accompany him at all.
Before he met the boss, he couldn't eat delicious food or play fun games. No one chatted with him, and no one quarreled with him. He would feel uncomfortable if he was exposed to the sun for a long time. Occasionally, he would meet a stronger wild ghost and be bullied.
Xiao Jing didn't want his eldest brother to become like this, like a floating duckweed, which was not good at all. Even though his eldest brother was not the same as him, even though he knew that his eldest brother would not be too sad even if he became a ghost, he still didn't want to.
The process of dying is very painful.
"Hey, the lights are out!"
Cong Shu's voice startled everyone with different thoughts. Almost at the same time when he finished speaking, Tang Yang rushed to the door.
In a short while, the doctor came out. He obviously recognized Tang Yang, and without waiting for him to ask, he said directly: "His organs have been severely weakened, and it seems that he was hit by a heavy object, causing multiple organ bleeding. His life is temporarily hanging on, but he is not out of danger..."
"We need to send the patient to the ICU now. Mr. Tang, I'll ask someone to handle the hospitalization procedures for you..."
The person is not dead.
Tang Yang felt a little relieved. He nodded and said calmly, "Thank you for your help."
The doctor waved his hand and said a few polite words before letting the people inside push the person out.
The person hiding on the mobile bed, his thin body was plugged with various instruments, and he had an oxygen mask on his face. His delicate face was so pale that it almost blended into the pale mattress.
Tang Yang's heart trembled violently, and his steps paused involuntarily. In just a moment, the other people gathered around Yuan Tian, all with concern on their faces.
But after a moment, several people stood up with a very bad look on their faces and followed the nurse to the ward.
The ICU does not allow anyone to enter casually, so everyone was stopped outside. Only after the doctor notifies them can designated people enter to visit.
Standing outside the ward, the masters looked at each other, and finally made up their minds and came to Tang Yang.
Facing Tang Yang's numb face, the head of the sect hesitated to speak, and after struggling for a long time, he slowly said: "Xiao Tang, there is something that I think as Xiao Tian's partner, you need to know."
Tang Yang had a bad feeling in his heart. He felt his throat dry and it took him a while to utter one word: "Speak."
The head of the sect didn't care about his tone and said solemnly: "Xiao Tian's soul is not in his body."
“…………”
At that moment, Tang Yang's head was buzzing.
The soul leaves the body...
The young man whose soul was out of his body that he met in the hospital last time was the one whose body was taken over by another. He vaguely remembered that Yuan said that if the soul was out of the body for a long time, it would be completely lifeless.
Tang Yang's voice was dry: "What's going on?"
Cong Shu said cautiously, "I was too panicked at the time and didn't pay attention. Could it be that Mo Kaize did something to kidnap Brother Yang An's soul?"
Kidnapping...
The word "murder" instantly popped up in Tang Yang's mind. In other words, A Yuan might have completely disappeared from the world, and he was not even given the chance to continue his "Ghost" romance?
The other people's faces also changed, and the leader frowned. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly felt an extremely cold breath gushing out from beside him.
He felt creepy instantly and looked in the direction of the yin energy.
Tang Yang, who was standing next to him, suddenly emitted waves of dark energy, which became thicker and heavier.
The lights on the ceiling flickered, and finally exploded with a "pop". At the same time, the glass windows closest to them also made a loud noise and broke into pieces, scattering crystal powder all over the ground.
The headmaster's face changed again and again, thinking of the unknown seal on Tang Yang. This was obviously the result of excessive stimulation, the seal loosened or even completely unsealed!
Who knows what is sealed in there!
The head of the sect passed over Xiao Jing, who was suppressed by this aura and shrank into a corner without trembling, and then looked at Tang Meng, who was already dazed on the other side, and said sternly: "Don't stand there, let your brother calm down!"
Tang Meng finally came to her senses, but she could only yell to the suffocatingly strange man in front of her: "Brother..."
For a moment, she had no idea what to say.
Fortunately, at this time, Cong Shu was shaking and holding up his phone, stammering: "Fellow Daoist Yang, Yang An, I left a message for everyone."
The head of the sect also reacted immediately and said loudly: "Xiao Tang, calm down first and listen to Xiao Tian's words."
However, Tang Yang seemed to be unable to hear their words at all. The overbearing, gloomy and terrifying aura was still centered on him, and it continued to intensify. The shattered light tubes and glass had even caused panic among the doctors and nurses nearby.
Cong Shu had no choice but to click on a video with trembling hands.
"I, I have, last words..."
As Yuan Tian's weak voice sounded, the power in Tang Yang gradually retracted into his body until only a thin layer on the surface remained.
He reached out and snatched Cong Shu's phone.
In the video, Yuan Tian's mouth and nose were covered in blood. He smiled weakly at the camera, his voice light and weak.
"Help me, tell my parents, say sorry... Also, I left some good things for them. At the head brother's place, let my brother give them to them..."
The head brother's eyes were red, and he kept saying: "Senior brother knows, senior brother will take care of it..."
As if hearing his senior brother's response, Yuan Tian in the video curled his lips and said, "I'll have to trouble my senior brother to deal with that debt..."
In the last words, there was no mention of Tang Yang.
The terrifying aura around Tang Yang deepened, and there were signs of a relapse.
Cong Shu hurriedly said: "There's more! It's not over yet!"
He clicked on the next video and saw that Yuan Tian in the video had been carried onto a stretcher and the blood on his face had been wiped off a lot.
He was as weak as usual, and paused several times before he could finish his sentence: "Also, Senior Brother... Cong Shu, owes me about a million! Remember, remember to ask him for the money!"
The head of the sect nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay, senior brother will definitely help you collect the debt!"
Cong Shu who was named: “…………”
The word "want money" sounded quite powerful. He looked numb and clicked on the next video. This time, Tang Yang was finally mentioned.
"Brother Tang...you, you must remember to burn paper money for me...I, I also want a big villa and a car..."
"I, we will meet again. Don't be sad, Brother Tang... Remember, if you want me, give me some money... I want the one from the store at the foot of the mountain, it's very valuable..."
Tang Yang: “…………”
Very good, this is very Yuantian.
Tang Yang suddenly didn't feel particularly sad.
He numbly watched Cong Shu click on the next video, and then the next video...
Ask Tang Meng to help him take care of her brother and burn paper money for him whenever he has time; ask his other brothers to remember to burn money for him whenever they have time...
From the concrete floor of the garage all the way to the ambulance, the man was hanging on to his last breath, and his little mouth hardly stopped talking for nearly ten minutes.
Yun Que, who had been acting as a background wall, yawned when he heard this and was immediately stared at by several people led by Tang Yang.
He smiled ingratiatingly and said dryly, "Master, Master's last words are a bit too much, haha..."
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