Chapter 125 Out of Control
"When evil spirits enter a person's body and they lose their rationality, they will act according to their instincts. The stronger the soul, the better they can control their desires. However, there are always things that cannot be controlled. The more they desire in their heart, the harder it is to control."
After about ten minutes of silence, Zhou Yannan's voice came again from the other end of the phone, neither hurried nor slow but very straightforward, "In short, he longs for you in his heart and wants to have you. It just so happens that his physical condition has been unstable these days, and he lost his mind when you provoked him."
“…”
Jiang Wu was speechless for a moment and could only ask, "Does that have any impact?"
"Yes, after a lot of times, this situation can be even more terrifying than losing your mind, because your subconscious mind will think that if you give up your mind, you will get something that you can't get when you are sober. In the end, it will be like an addiction, and you will gradually give up your reason and sobriety, and completely become a puppet controlled by the evil spirit."
Jiang Wuxin's head sank. "Will the Soul-Guiding Bell and the Heart-Clearing Mantra be useful?"
"It's hard to say. Generally, people whose minds have been taken away by evil spirits will not give up what they desire. He fainted suddenly. It must be that his mind was struggling, and his soul couldn't bear it for a while, so he fainted."
Jiang Wu didn't say anything for a while, which means that even if he lost his mind, Han Zhong subconsciously didn't want to force Jiang Wu and do anything to hurt Jiang Wu.
No wonder Zhou Yannan said that Han Zhong had a strong mind. This kind of strong self-control was not something that ordinary people could have.
"The formation on the God-Guiding Bell is very complicated. It will take me at least a month to figure it out. If you can move out during this time, then do so. Find any excuse you want, such as filming a movie or recording a variety show, so that he won't lose control again when he sees you."
"……good."
At this point, Jiang Wu had to leave even if he didn't want to. After all, no one knew whether Han Zhong would be able to remain rational the next time he lost control.
Jiang Wu pondered for a moment, and suddenly thought of something, "You said during the day that the evil spirit of a person is most obvious before he dies, and the evil spirit of a person who died in pain is the heaviest before his death. So does a person with a body full of evil spirits also represent something related to the events of his previous life when he died?"
There was a sudden silence on the other end of the phone, as if the person was realizing that he had let the cat out of the bag and was feeling guilty.
Jiang Wuminrui noticed the abnormal silence and immediately asked, "The evil body is related to reincarnation, right?"
Zhou Yannan's voice rang out again on the other end of the phone. Compared to his previous nonchalant tone, his voice this time was a little tense. "Do you remember I told you that there was a person with accumulated evil spirits five hundred years ago? In the end, he died at the hands of the Zhou family's ancestors. Before he died, he said that he saw his previous life, in which he was a general who was executed prematurely."
“…”
"The amount of evil energy a body can absorb in a lifetime is the same as the amount of pain he suffered before his death in his previous life."
“…”
His heart seemed to be cut open silently by an invisible knife. Jiang Wu lowered his eyes and looked at the person in his arms. "But he died of old age in his previous life. I watched him close his eyes with my own eyes, changed his clothes with my own hands, and sent him to the imperial mausoleum with my own hands. He should not suffer."
There was silence again, as if he didn't know how to respond.
Jiang Wu's tone was terribly calm. "Do you know what's going on?"
"I have no idea."
"Isn't it written in that notebook?"
"……no."
Jiang Wu didn't believe it, so he said, "Give me the handwritten note."
"Even if I give it to you, you won't be able to see it." Zhou Yannan exhaled lightly and said bluntly, "You are a member of the Siming clan, don't you understand one thing?"
"That is your destiny. You will never see it. It has already begun from the moment you are reborn. No one can stop it, including yourself."
“…”
Jiang Wu certainly understood this principle, he was just so anxious that he thought the reason why Yan Chong became like this could be found in that notebook.
He lowered his head, held Han Zhong tightly in his arms, and said to the person on the other end of the phone, "Will he die?"
"I have no idea."
“…”
Jiang Wu was not surprised, he just hoped that someone could give him an answer. He was now full of confusion. He thought he lived a simple life, but since his rebirth, one unsolvable mystery after another surrounded him, even involving Yan Chong in his previous life, but he could not find any clues.
He was born to see the fate of all beings, but now not only can he not see his own fate, he can't even grasp the fate of the most important people. This feeling is too terrible, like a slashing knife hanging over his head that may fall at any time.
Many years ago, his master once said that their clan was just a wisp of wind passing through the human world, and the people they met were like the snow on the eaves, fleeting. No one could stay for long, so no one should linger too much.
Therefore, in his previous life, he tried his best to prolong Yan Zhong's life and told Zhou Gongming that he would visit him on the day he died, but he never thought of preventing their deaths, because the moment he met them, Jiang Wu already knew that this day would come.
People will eventually leave, and all things will wither.
He knew that the people around him would eventually become like the forest on Qiling Mountain, changing from green to blue, from life to death. Even if the forest grew lush and green again many years later, it would no longer be the same forest he saw for the first time.
He didn't know what kind of feelings he had for Han Zhong, but he knew that Han Zhong was very important to him. He had been with him during the countless days of waiting for ascension.
Zhou Yannan on the other end of the phone gave some more instructions, his tone still so cold, as if it had nothing to do with him, but he repeated many things over and over again.
Jiang Wu agreed one by one before hanging up the phone.
It was already dark outside, and not far away there came the sound of wind blowing through the treetops.
Jiang Wu's fingertips glowed with golden red light as he gently stroked Han Zhong's chest, where an ancient and complex character slowly emerged.
That was his name, and it was also the mark of Yan Zhong's soul that he left at the moment of his death. He didn't know why he left it. He knew clearly that there was no reincarnation, but he still used magic to leave this mark.
Now, his spells have no effect on Han Zhong's body except for healing external injuries. This brand has become the only mark he can leave on Han Zhong.
Destiny, something he once played with in the palm of his hand, has now become a cage that traps him.
It was already noon when Han woke up the next day. The dull pain in his head made him wonder if he had drunk fake alcohol last night, otherwise why would he have lost his memory of taking a shower last night?
However, he seemed to have dreamed of Jiang Wu, and... he pushed him against the wall and kissed him.
The details in the dream were so real, as if they had really happened. As he recalled them, he felt empty inside.
"well……"
He sighed quietly, looked at the time, and thought, it's already this late, someone should be back by now, right?
However, when he finished washing up and went downstairs, he found that the living room was empty and only Aunt Bai was cooking lunch in the kitchen. There was no sign of a certain person.
He frowned slightly. Why didn't he go home tonight?