"Young man, you ate my old man's steamed buns and you are not even willing to do this favor for me!"
The young man with a shaved head was so frightened that he sat on the ground. The old man's head was still held in his hand. He could even feel the heavy weight of the head.
At this moment, the young man felt that all the muscles in his body were tensed up, as if all the blood in his body had solidified.
Just when the young man was about to lose his strength, a hand suddenly stretched out from beside him, grabbed the old man's head, waved it away, and threw the head to the ground.
Then, the young man heard a voice sternly scolding: "If you want to pick it up, pick it up yourself. If you are dead, what are you doing to make fun of a living person? Do you think you died unjustly?"
When the young man moved, he felt that the voice sounded familiar. When he turned around, he saw Zhan Jingyi standing beside him. Although Zhan Jingyi was also very young, when he shouted loudly, he saw the old man shaking his hands, and his headless body turned around. head picked up from the ground.
Then he sat back on the chair with a smile, continued to take out a steamed bun from his bag, slowly put it to his mouth and ate it, no longer paying attention to the young man with a shaved head.
When the other wandering souls saw this, they turned their heads away, as if they were a little afraid of Zhan Jingyi.
"Get up."
Zhan Jingyi reached out to pull the young man, but the young man stood a few times and his legs were weak from fear. He didn't even stand up. He opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but found that when he opened his mouth, he kept spitting out. A bunch of white paper.
Seeing this, Zhan Jingyi couldn't help but frown. He raised his toes and tapped the young man's stomach gently. A stream of spiritual power traveled around the young man's body.
"vomit!"
The young man immediately vomited and spit out a large ball of paper. The ball was as big as a fist. If it had been a little later, he would have choked to death on this ball of paper.
"You ate dumplings before and were infected with the yin energy from them. Then you ate the steamed buns. Now you'll be fine if you spit them out!"
As Zhan Jingyi spoke, he pulled the young man up from the ground and asked him to sit aside.
"me……"
Although he survived, the young man was covered in cold sweat, panting constantly, and was too nervous to speak.
Seeing that this young man was a little confused, Zhan Jingyi patted his shoulder and said half-jokingly: "Actually, you are quite powerful. Look, if it had been anyone else, you would have peed your pants long ago, but you can still..."
It seemed that Zhan Jingyi's words reminded the young man.
I saw the young man's body suddenly trembling, accompanied by a filthy smell, and soon his pants were soaked.
At this moment, this young man used his strength to demonstrate what it means that mud cannot hold up a wall.
Zhan Jingyi twitched the corner of his mouth and quickly returned to his seat, staying away from the young man. Strangely enough, soon, the wandering spirits who were originally surrounding the young man also started to hide away.
It wasn't that he disliked his urination, but this young man looked slutty, but he actually maintained his virginity. Therefore, although his pee was a bit slutty, it was indeed authentic boy urine.
And this kind of boy's urine usually has the strongest yang energy, so the ghosts naturally take a detour to avoid it.
Seeing that this young man actually had the ability to ward off evil spirits, several passengers who had been so frightened that they sat there without moving began to gather around the young man.
The two aunts, who were already quite old, simply took each other aside and almost hid in the young man's arms.
The poor young man was so frightened that he fainted. Otherwise, if he woke up at this time, he would definitely sigh that this moment was the peak of his life.
…
What was different from the few passengers in the carriage was that there were also hoarse cries heard in the carriage.
Zhan Jingyi turned around and saw the little girl's father, holding the little girl in his arms, crying heartbrokenly.
Faced with these sudden wandering ghosts, this man was the only one in the carriage who felt lucky, even happy.
The man held his arms tightly in his arms, and the little girl who had been by his side from beginning to end cried inconsolably: "Xiao Ling! It's really you, Dad... I'm sorry for you... It's all dad's fault. Well, it’s all my fault!”
Father and daughter were already separated by yin and yang. What he never expected was that here he could actually hold his daughter in his arms again.
Although her body temperature and breathing were gone, only the biting cold, the man still held her tightly.
"Dad, Xiaoling is very good. I have always been in your arms, but you have always ignored me."
The little girl seems to have not realized the cruel reality that she is dead.
In her impression, she seemed to have just slept, and when she woke up, her father was holding her in the car.
But she found that her father seemed very tired, and no matter how she called him, he ignored her.
"I...Xiao Ling..."
The man seemed to realize this, his face changed slightly, and he quietly pushed the luggage bag in his arms behind him, not intending to let the little girl see it.
"Dad, I was hungry just now. It was that uncle who gave me food. You said you are not allowed to eat food given by others, but I am really hungry..."
The little girl couldn't help but lower her head as her voice reached the end, and her voice became smaller and smaller, as if she was worried that her father would scold her.
But when the man heard this, he was stunned and couldn't help but look back at Zhan Jingyi.
Seeing Zhan Jingyi looking in this direction with half-squinted eyes, the man straightened his expression and nodded to Zhan Jingyi to thank him: "Thank you, brother. I will never forget your kindness."
Facing this man's solemn thank you, Zhan Jingyi felt uncomfortable all over. He had no intention of doing anything to help this man.
But when he looked at the little girl, he couldn't help but think of his sister he had never seen before, so he felt soft-hearted and gave his food to the little girl.
And in his heart, he never thought about helping.
Therefore, when faced with this man's thanks, Zhan Jingyi just nodded calmly, returned the favor, and said no more.
On the other hand, when the middle-aged man on the side saw this, he cast an admiring look at Zhan Jingyi. It could be seen that this young man seemed to be a capable person, and he seemed not to be afraid of the wandering spirits around him at all.
So, Zhan Jingyi came closer and said in a low voice: "Hey, this... master, are you a magician?"
Hearing the middle-aged man's words, Zhan Jingyi was startled, and surprise flashed in his eyes: "Magic Master? What do you want to do?"
"Ah, Master, look at this situation, can you help me?"
Seeing that Zhan Jingyi's face was as calm as usual, the middle-aged man said quickly, while still peeking at the lonely ghosts around him, for fear that they would suddenly pounce on him.
Zhan Jingyi didn't reply and stood up. Suddenly so many wandering souls came and boarded the train, and the train stopped in the tunnel again.
It wouldn't be a problem if things continued like this, so he was considering whether to go down and have a look.
"Master, how about we go and see what's going on?"
At this time, the middle-aged man saw Zhan Jingyi standing up. He was afraid that Zhan Jingyi would lose him, so he suggested going to the front car to check the situation.
…
"Bang!" "Bang!"
Just as Zhan Jingyi hesitated for a moment, suddenly, he heard the sound of a fierce fight in the distance outside the carriage. The sound seemed to be getting louder and louder, and there were even two gunshots.
Zhan Jingyi's eyes narrowed. There was gunshots outside. It seemed like something had happened. He leaned out of the window and looked over there, but it was dark outside and he couldn't see anything.
From the sounds of fighting and gunfire, it shouldn't be too far away from here. It's not far ahead. There are at least two or three people fighting, but I don't know why.
"What do you know about magicians?"
After thinking about it, Zhan Jingyi suddenly asked the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man thought about it and said with a little hesitation: "I, I actually don't know much about it. I just heard it from a friend."
"I've heard before that although there are countless weird things in the Lingyuan land, there are also a group of magicians guarding us. As for the others, I don't know. After all, I have never seen a real magician."
After hearing this, Zhan Jingyi looked a little disappointed, but at least he knew that the place he was in now seemed to be some kind of Lingyuan land. Although he didn't know where it was, it was indeed weird enough.
After hesitating for a while, he decided to take the middle-aged man over to check the situation. But just as the two of them were about to move forward, they heard someone from behind calling them to stop.
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