elder brother……
go home……
Heard it again.
Out of sight, everything was empty.
Xiaolan felt like she was floating in a dark place.
elder brother……
elder brother……
A childish voice with a crying tone came from far away.
The sound surrounded herself, and Xiaolan couldn't tell where it came from.
Can't even feel my body.
In those few seconds before falling into coma, apart from Qin Yin's face, what did he see?
The broken and overlapping pictures are like countless stories in memory, entangled into messy colors, and they all come to me.
Whose story is it?
elder brother……
Is it Wan Sheng calling Zhao Baihuan?
In an instant, a point of light streaked towards Xiaolan, and passed through his own eyes in the blink of an eye, if he still had a body here.
Like a shooting star.
Brother...brother...brother...
"I want to go home!" A shrill cry suddenly sounded from behind.
Xiaolan couldn't turn her head and could only listen.
Another meteor passed through the eyes and disappeared.
"Brother! How could..."
This voice seemed different from before.
But it sounded familiar.
The third meteor.
respite.
Long, sharp gasps.
"I'm not your brother!"
Xiaolan's chest froze.
All sounds stopped suddenly.
Some kind of force is taking me away from here.
Gradually, Xiaolan could hear her own heartbeat.
Thump, thump, thump...
There is gravity, there is touch, there is a sense of presence.
After that...
"Xiaolan!"
"Wake up!" Her voice broke with joy, "Xiaolan woke up! Ahem...cough..."
Xiaolan gasped and opened her eyes in Qin Yin's warm arms.
His companions gathered around him, Baomu was coughing, and the voice-breaking shout just now came from him.
"What's wrong with you?" Jasmine squeezed her hand tightly.
Xiaolan opened her mouth, her trembling words mixed with gasping.
"Zhao Baihuan!"
"Zhao Baihuan?" Qin Yin's voice sounded above his head, "What's wrong with Zhao Baihuan?"
"I...I heard Zhao Baihuan's voice," Xiaolan sat up with the help of the fool, "He said, I am not your brother."
"He's reacting! He's reacting!" Behind the tight circle of companions, a hoarse scream suddenly sounded, "He's appeared! He's here again! Aren't you from the Xuanji...Xuanji Bureau!" Look! He appears again!..."
At this time, Xiaolan had taken the water handed over by Jasmine. After a few sips, she felt much better. The crowd dispersed and Xiaolan saw the two people sitting at the dining table.
One of them was Bobo. She looked with horror on the face of the man who grabbed her shoulders and shook her desperately. Bobo's carefully matched headdress slipped to her chin. She blocked the man with both hands, as if trying to stop him.
Opposite her was a young boy with bangs covering his eyes. The boy was wearing gray and white cotton pajamas. His age could not be judged from his haggard and manic face alone. This piercing scream came from him. came from the throat.
"They... they are people... from the Xuanji Bureau..." Bobo was shaken so incoherently, "I'm not... helping... I'm just..."
The boy stopped immediately, turned his upper body like a hunting snake, and looked at them.
"Did you see it?" The tone was gloomy.
The Taoist priest looked around and asked, "What do you see?"
"You must have brought him here from underground," the boy held his head and cried in pain, "He finally knows where I live, he finally came to me, I'm going to die..."
Luo Jiutian walked forward, squatted down, and patted the boy's knee, "Young man, what did you see? I am a member of the Luo family, and I am here to help you."
"Mystery Bureau? Luo Family?" Although Xiaolan couldn't see the boy's eyes clearly, Xiaolan clearly felt that the eyes under his bangs were brighter.
Luo Jiutian nodded and waved his other hand in their direction, "We are all here to help you, just tell us everything."
Jasmine showed a faint smile of approval and stood up with her left arm.
"Do not be afraid."
"But you are members of the Mystery Bureau, didn't you hear it?" The boy's expression changed again, "He was shouting, outside my door, just like he does every day..."
"Calm down," Luo Jiutian tried to mobilize all the friendly and reliable qualities in him, "Tell me a little bit, who is shouting? What is shouting? When did it start?"
Xiaolan and Qin Yin also sat up straight on the sofa, and everyone's eyes focused on the boy.
The Taoist priest quietly turned his head and asked Xiaolan softly, "Did you hear what he said?"
Xiaolan shook her head and then said, "But I heard the little boy's voice when I was unconscious."
The Taoist priest gestured to talk in detail later, and their attention returned to the boy.
"It's... that ghost," the boy's body trembled uncontrollably. "After I came back from the Eight Immortals Village, ever since I saw the ghost in the Eight Immortals Village, he has been pestering me. He wanted me to go with him, but I...I haven't seen him yet..."
"You can't see him and can only hear his voice?" Jasmine concluded.
The boy's movements froze for a few seconds, but they understood that this was probably him thinking.
Then he nodded.
"Where did the sound come from?"
The boy hugged his knees alertly and glanced around uneasily.
"Just... nearby," he nervously made a semicircle with his finger, "Sometimes outside the door, sometimes below, sometimes... right next to my ear."
"Is it the voice of a little boy?" Xiaolan asked suddenly.
The boy's hand holding his knees relaxed slightly, "Can you hear it too?"
"I don't know if they are the same person," Xiaolan continued, "Is it a little boy calling his brother, saying he wants to go home?"
The boy poked his head forward, "Go home? No... He never said anything about going home. He said he was down there and asked me to save him. Let me find someone to save him. Let me find someone to help save them... …”
"Them?" Luo Jiutian grasped the key point, "More than one person?"
"He asked me to save him, save them," the boy covered his ears. "I can hear it every day. I can't hide from it. They are down there. I don't dare to go down there. Down there...he is down there... "
Xiaolan grabbed her wrist and thought for a while.
Could it be that this boy and what he saw were not the same thing?
But why did I feel the impact here just now?
I heard the voices of three people.
them.
Could it be...
"Could they be referring to Zhao Baihuan and the others," Xiaolan said, "They are down there and they need others to rescue them. Are Zhao Baihuan and the others in danger?"
