Moreover, the ghost realm covering the entire Deyang High School will not be lifted. Even if Xiaowan does not take action, those students and Xiao He will not survive for long. They will starve to death, not to mention those who are controlled by Xiaowan in the ghost realm. The wronged soul.
Yang Jian, his closest friend, didn't know if he could escape from danger. Maybe the body he saw in the water next moment was his.
Xiaowan uses loneliness as a reason to kill people endlessly, but her loneliness will always satisfy her dissatisfaction, and when the time comes, it will cause an uncontrollable tragedy.
"I will accompany you, but you will also kill people. This is your obsession." Fu Bao said to Xiao Wanyu sincerely.
"I'm so lonely, I don't want to stay here alone, please..."
It's like a movie. Xiaowan, who plays the role of a fierce ghost, doesn't listen to what Fu Bao says and only knows her own lines. It seems that as long as Fu Bao stays, her fear and loneliness can be relieved.
The long hair was fluttering in the lake water. Fu Bao remembered that when he was looking at the little boy's body, his soft short hair was also fluttering in the sea. It looked so soft and full of vitality——
Yes, this is what he longs for, he wants to live, he wants to live in this noisy, calculating, profit-oriented world. Although there are so many parts that he hates, there are still attachments that he is unwilling to give up. .
It’s just...he was supposed to lose it, so what made him regain it?
So he has adoptive parents, Shui Ma, and good friends like Yang Jian and He Xiaohe who love him...isn't it enough?
No matter why he insisted on returning to the world in the first place, in this life Fu Bao did the detective work he wanted to do most and became a famous hell detective, which can be regarded as fulfilling his dream.
"Although thinking this way seems to be convincing myself, what else can I do now." Looking at Xiao Wan's eager look, Fu Bao sighed.
He raised his head and looked up. At this time, he was just a ray of soul. He could clearly see the anxious Yang Jian on the lake. He could even sense his thoughts. Going further and farther, he also saw a group of students on the lake. Together with He Xiaohe, He Xiaohe's aura was very bright, allowing him to see her at a glance.
At this time, there were many resentful spirits around her, and they were fierce ghosts driven by Xiaowan's resentment, and they were trying to devour their lives.
Fu Bao's consciousness swept across the city, and he saw the abundant and warm human breath in the darkness. Human beings are the source of warmth in this world. Even if he lives in the gloomy Menggui Community, he can feel it. Feeling such warmth and being nostalgic for it was the only reason why he longed to stay in this world.
It is also the only reason that can make Fu Bao give up this world.
"Goodbye, my friends." Logically speaking, his voice could not be heard by anyone.
But at this moment, Yang Jian on the lake suddenly froze, and then he swam desperately into the depths of the water, regardless of the fact that he was just a human being and could not deal with the evil ghost.
He Xiaohe, who was standing in front of the students and trying her best to resist the black mist, suddenly turned her head and looked at Deyang Mountain. She felt an irreversible loss. At this moment, she was shocked to death, "No..."
But it was too late, neither Yang Jian nor He Xiaohe could stop Fu Bao.
Fu Bao's soul sank to the bottom of the water and merged into his body. The body's skin regained its luster and the breath of life returned to it, but this was only temporary.
Fu Bao opened his eyes again. Although the scenes he could see in the water were limited, he still looked at the surroundings with nostalgia. This was the human world, which he had always longed for but could only have for a short time.
The surrounding water plants and hair once again danced wildly, wrapping around him like snakes. Xiaowan roared under the water. His actions angered her, and she would make him pay the price.
Fu Bao smiled in the water. He raised the knife with difficulty and stabbed it into his heart.
"Pfft..." There was a muffled sound, and blood slowly seeped out from the wound.
Yang Jian, who was going downstream, happened to see this scene. He couldn't help shouting, but his voice was not heard. Instead, he drank a lot of water and choked until his eyes turned black. He struggled a few times and wanted to go again. He floated up, but the water plants all over the bottom immediately entangled him.
Idiot, what are you doing here again?
Fu Bao was a little moved when he saw him and was not nervous because he knew that the matter would be over soon.
Fu Bao stabbed the tip of the knife deeper into the heart, and his heart, which had been beating for twenty-four years, was violently impacted at that moment, lost a lot of blood, and began to stop functioning.
At this time, the water plants had wrapped him up, but from the blood that kept pouring out of his chest, a drop of blood rolled out like a pearl, and rose strangely in the water, emitting a strange brilliance.
That was his heart's work, a gift given to him by Shui Ma. Every drop of his heart's blood could immediately summon Shui Ma, but the price was Fu Bao's three years of life. He now only had three years of life left. This meant After losing this drop of his heart's blood, he will undoubtedly die.
Yang Jian didn't know this, but when he saw his friend being tightly wrapped in water and grass, he was so angry that he wanted to rush over immediately, but his evil spirit couldn't resist the resentment spreading all over the bottom of the lake, and he couldn't even save himself.
Seeing that they were about to be buried under the water, but at this critical moment, the lake water started to fluctuate strangely.
"Crack, crackle..." It was as if there was electricity flowing through it, every drop of water was shining, and the entire bottom of the lake was glowing.
In this light, an old lady with a hunched body and pale hair, holding a dragon-headed cane in one hand and wearing no makeup at all to act in a horror movie, appeared out of thin air under the water.
Shui Ma... Fu Bao smiled.
The water mother walked under the water and looked the same as on land. She walked to Fu Bao and tapped it with her crutch. The cocoon made of hair and water plants fell apart and turned into a mess. Long hair, long hair seemed to want to escape, but when stirred by the faucet crutch, the hair was rolled up, making it unable to escape even if it wanted to.
Shui Ma, you are indeed here... Yang Jian swam over with all his strength. He stared at Fu Bao with blame in his eyes. Why is this?
How could he do this?
She actually mutilated herself in front of him!
Yang Jian anxiously picked up Fu Bao and was about to take Fu Bao back to the water. Fu Bao must receive first aid immediately, otherwise he will die!
"never mind."
Shui Ma grabbed him.
"Fu Bao is leaving with me. His time has come."
Yang Jian was so anxious that he subconsciously yelled, "Fart...Gululu..." regardless of the fact that he was underwater.
After saying two words, he choked several times more.
Shui Ma ignored him, but held Fu Bao's hand. Gradually, a translucent soul floated out of Fu Bao's body. Shui Ma continued to nag, "Go back, nineteen years after you came out, I don’t know how much Mom misses you, and hopes to live a life together, find you a ghost wife in the underworld, and give you a chubby ghost baby for Mom to hold. Mom has been thinking about having a grandson for so many years."
"...Mom." At this moment, Fu Bao finally remembered that Shui Ma was not his godmother, but his biological mother. At that time, they died together, and the underworld gave them a chance to return to life. Shui Ma gave them the chance to live again. All his years were given to him.
No wonder Shui Ma keeps following him. It seems that his memory was tampered with by Shui Ma or that expert.
So it's good to go to the underworld, where mother and son can be reunited. However, his friends can no longer be seen... Fu Bao's soul floated to Yang Jian and smiled.
Yang Jian was choking to death from the water, but he refused to float up and held on to Fu Bao's body until he saw Fu Bao's soul and froze.
"Goodbye, my friend." Fu Bao waved to him.
At this moment, Yang Jian finally knew what had happened. He stared blankly at Fu Bao who had turned into a corpse, and tears burst into his eyes. At this moment, he could no longer hold it in and had to swim upstream, but before leaving, , he still took Fu Bao’s body with him.
Seeing Yang Jian floating on the lake, Fu Bao sighed. He turned to look at Shui Ma, "You can take Xiaowan with you."
In this way, the city's crisis can be resolved.
"Bring it with you." Shui Ma's faucet crutch was tangled with countless hairs, all of which were Xiaowan's resentment.
"Then let's go, Mom."
"Good son." Shui Ma grinned, smiling horribly and happily.
Their figures gradually disappeared under the water, leaving only a faint voice - "Mom, how did you become an underworld official?"
"I beat Po Meng in mahjong."
"Huh? Didn't you originally say it was because of the merit of your unwillingness to kill?"
"Silly son, have you ever seen a tiger become a Buddha without eating people? That's all a lie to you."
"Oh." Is it okay to say this randomly? "Do you like this Xiaowan? Why not give her to you as your wife when you go back."
"..." The water plants growing in the lake withered at this moment. The black fog on the lake and surrounding the campus also dissipated. The dark clouds over Deyang High School also dissipated. The evil spirits hiding in the darkness were too late. After escaping, they were all shrieked and turned into ashes when exposed to the sun.
In the city, the curse letters that had been sent turned into dust because of Xiaowan's resentment attached to them, and disappeared without a trace when blown by the wind.
