Tang Qianqian held my hand and also sucked away some of my yang energy, but this level of sucking was not on the same level at all.
I soon felt that my hands and feet were sore and weak, and my eyelids couldn't hold themselves shut.
Sleepy, like not sleeping for three days and three nights.
It was cold, as if I hadn't slept for the past three days and had been immersed in a dark water prison.
The left arm of the paper man was raised, and the paper cracked, forming a rough finger that stuck between my eyebrows. It felt strangely tingling and cold!
My thoughts started to feel sluggish.
This ghost is not my mother...
Old Qintou said that after the Xu family regrets their marriage, I will still be in danger of my life!
Is this because my misfortunes never come singly?
I will definitely come to rescue my mother, which means I will definitely encounter trouble and cannot escape! ?
Why doesn’t Lao Qintou know? ?
His consciousness was struggling desperately. Although his limbs could not move, his mouth could barely move.
I'm biting my tongue!
The Zhiyang evil blood on the tip of the tongue must still have some effect.
I even wear the life-saving means given by Lao Qintou close to my body!
But I have to regain my mobility before I can take out my fingers or embroidered shoes!
The stinging pain started from the forehead and expanded, as if the skin had been penetrated and cut open.
My upper and lower jaws are so stiff that I can't bite the tip of my tongue...
Desperation gradually spreads.
Ten years ago, there was such despair.
The coldness without Yang Qi is almost the same as being in the snow at 20 to 30 degrees below zero.
His vision became blurry, and the paper man in front of him seemed to have turned into his uncle's cold face.
The ground cracked and black gas appeared!
Before he died, he began to hallucinate before his eyes.
I didn't know what that aura was before, but now I know clearly that it is earth energy and plague.
An even more stinging feeling came over me, as if the skin on my forehead had been peeled off!
The uncle's face was in pieces.
What I see again is the paper man.
It is extremely close to me, and its palm-sized face is constantly enlarging!
Suddenly, two strands of black energy intertwined and suddenly enveloped the paper man!
It was twitching and struggling crazily, as if it was trying to get closer to me and put its forehead against mine!
But the distance of a palm's width is like a ravine to it.
It was pulled by the black air and gradually moved toward the ground.
There was a huge black shadow on the ground, like a shadow spreading out from under me.
It's like there is no light here, everything is dark, and the black energy comes from that darkness.
After a few seconds, the black air completely submerged into the ground and disappeared.
The paper bundle that was originally as tall as a person turned into a piece the size of a palm, standing straight on the ground.
The shrinkage of the paper skin makes it more textured, and the surface is slightly rough and yellow, like the skin of a dead person.
I was excited and suddenly found that I could move.
The first reaction was to cover my forehead!
He was stunned for a moment. His forehead was smooth and flat, with no wounds.
I stood up, but my hands and feet were so weak that I staggered and almost fell.
I quickly took out the finger given by Lao Qintou from my close-fitting pocket.
At this point, wearing embroidered shoes on your feet is obviously not a problem.
The cold fingers calmed me down a bit.
The paper man was still there, showing no reaction at all.
The previous scene replayed in my mind, and I still didn't understand, why?
That black energy saved me? Isn't that the Earth's Qi Wenhuang?
Lao Qintou once said that only when the sun breaks in the third year of the year, the earth's energy will carry the plague for a period of time, and the sun breaks in the third year of the year only once in a period of time. How could it happen by such a coincidence?
Staggering forward, I bent down and picked up the paper man.
There was stickiness in the stiffness, as if this was not a paper figure, but a piece of dead flesh without skin.
My feeling told me that the skinless ghost was still inside, but it was completely sealed inside the paper man and could not come out.
I stared at the paper man for a long time, but I still couldn't figure out why.
It's definitely not possible to leave it here.
It is entrenched here, and my villa has always been a haunted house.
The memorial tablets of my parents are placed here for worship, and all the incense has been eaten up by them, and it is not my parents’ turn.
Therefore, I put the paper figure into my pocket and staggered to the front of the mourning hall.
He put his arms on the table and looked at the memorial tablet blankly. The previous question resurfaced.
No one can be seen alive, no body can be seen dead...
Then my parents, are they really dead?
…
"You're not dead?" The pleasant female voice revealed a sense of astonishment and surprise!
I turned around sharply.
The woman in the trench coat and boots was standing outside the iron gate.
She didn't dare to enter the iron gate, as if my villa was a forbidden area after dark.
There was a faint hint of shock on her delicate and beautiful face!
Before I opened my mouth, the woman frowned slightly and quickly urged: "Come out quickly! The yin energy was rising just now, and someone is coming!"
This time, I didn't hesitate and turned around and walked out.
My steps were still staggering, and I almost fell into the weeds.
The moment I stepped out of the iron gate, the woman took my arm, supported me, and walked towards the street.
I didn't have the strength to struggle, so I could only let her do what she did.
A white coupe stopped at the corner of the street. I was pushed into the passenger seat and she got into the driver's seat.
There was a roar, and a strong push came over me. Everything outside the car window was swallowed up by black amidst the explosion of sound.
My consciousness gradually became heavier, the blackness was also swallowing me up, and my eyelids finally closed.
It was a hazy sleep.
When I suddenly woke up, I was still lying on the passenger seat.
The skylight was open, the sunlight was particularly dazzling, the cicadas made their last neigh, and the street was not peaceful at all.
My forehead was ironed in waves, and my whole body was full of energy. The reaction of my body told me that my Yang energy had been completely restored.
Turning her head to look to the side, the woman rested her elbows on the steering wheel, her fingers on her chin, her waist sank slightly, and her hips and legs formed an almost perfect arc.
Under the reflection of the sun, her facial features became more delicate, her phoenix eyes looked classically feminine, her curly hair and red lips mixed with a hint of charm.
At this time, she was looking at me with her charming eyes.
I frowned, sat up, and opened the passenger door.
"Just leaving like this, isn't it a little cold, heartless, and irresponsible?" She said quietly.
I frowned and stopped getting out of the car.
"Tell me what your purpose is."
The woman no longer held the steering wheel. She stretched her arms. The buttons of her windbreaker were open, and she wore a thin sweater underneath, which could not cover her beautiful figure.
"Don't you have the same purpose? For example, your thirst for knowledge and wanting to use me to protect the cripple?"
"Besides, my sister saved your life."
"You didn't save me." I replied with a frown.
"Can you leave without taking you off that street?"
"Also, if you were able to wake up while you were sleeping in my car, does that mean you have saved your life?" The woman raised her eyebrows, and her eyes became more curious.
"However, what makes me even more curious is that with such a heavy Yin Qi, that evil ghost was driven crazy by you and didn't even kill you? How did you make it let you go?"
I fell silent and didn't say anything for a long time.
