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Chapter 60
Chapter 60
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After experiencing two big changes, Ji Zexi even wanted to ask a question: Will your group move instantly.
But he didn't dare to speak, and instinctively told him that the person beside him was not the Huang Qiaoyi he knew.
"Why do you look at me like that?" the man in front of him said.
"It's okay, I saw a little bug flying past." Ji Zexi pretended to be calm.
Huang Qiaoyi frowned, his tone was not very good, "What are you looking at when you go downstairs, you will suffer if you fall again."
"Uh-huh."
Ji Zexi responded softly and carefully finished the rest of the stairs.
Logically speaking, entering through the iron gate at the entrance of the stairs should be the nurse's desk where the young ghost and Yi Jiyue are located.
But now there is only one empty nurse's desk, and one person and one ghost are missing.
Huang Qiaoyi was dissatisfied and said: "They are too unreliable. They said that they are waiting here, and they don't even have a shadow!"
"Yes, yes." Ji Zexi agreed perfunctorily.
Then he suggested: "Why don't we wait outside. They will come out to find us when they find that we are gone. It's too dark inside and it's not safe."
Huang Qiao said indifferently, "Also."
The two walked together again towards the west exit. This time Ji Zexi asked Huang Qiaoyi to walk in front, in the name of helping him follow the path under his feet.
Ji Zexi wanted to stare at him to see when people were replaced.
When they reached the end of the corridor on the west side, both of them were stunned.
Huang Qiao looked at the white wall in front of him and asked, "I remembered wrong? Shouldn't this have a door?"
"Yes." Ji Zexi touched the wall and confirmed that there was no secret door. At this time, he glanced out of the corner of the window that was blocked by the venetian blinds. The surging clouds blocked most of the light, but he could still tell the difference between the height and the short. .
It's still on the second floor!
Huang Qiao pulled down the venetian blinds one by one and said angrily, "Fuck, didn't we just go down!"
Ji Zexi blinked, thinking that if this is really evil disguising, it will be too real.
"We shouldn't encounter ghosts hitting the wall."
Ji Zexi nodded, what you say is what, anyway, he is afraid of being tossed, and the immune physique is said to be good.
Huang Qiaoyi suggested, "Would you like to try walking around again?"
Ji Zexi hesitated and agreed, looking for a breakthrough on the way.
He suspected that the room had been mistaken for an illusion at the beginning, and the latter should all be fake.
Last time when he was idle and bored, he pestered Fan Yichen to ask how to break the illusion. Fan Yichen said it casually, but Ji Zexi didn't care.
Only vaguely remember as if to relax, then concentrate, and then, and then what.
"Hey, why is there an extra door?"
Ji Zexi looked at the position where Huang Qiao pointed, just next to the nurse's desk. There was a wooden door that didn't match the style of the original smooth and ordinary white wall, and it didn't look like a product of modern society.
The door in this position should normally lead to the corridor.
"Or we still..."
Without waiting for Ji Zexi to dissuade him, Huang Qiaoyi had already opened the door, and a dazzling light shone from inside.
When Ji Zexi opened his eyes again, he became the white fox in his dream again, while the graceful beside him changed his attire.
The young man was wearing a black and red narrow-sleeved riding suit, and his hair was tied with a hollowed-out carved golden crown.
The people around him asked the young man, "General Fang, you are so old and still not married?"
The young man who was called General Fang smiled, "The country hasn't settled down yet, so why settle down? Besides, it's enough for me to have this little thing to accompany me."
After speaking, the young man raised his hand and gently patted the white fox lying on his knees sleeping in the morning.
The man shook his head disapprovingly, "I see you, could it be that you are trapped by this fox spirit and haven't died for so many years, what kind of serious fox could it be?"
"Don't talk nonsense!" the young man snapped.
Immediately after the scene changed, the young man was lying on the battlefield where the hooves of horses were frantic. A sharp blade pierced through his chest, and the gurgling blood dyed the battle clothes red.
He said weakly: "You go quickly, don't let them chase you..."
The white fox's white fur was also stained with blood. It thought that it must be because it was too weak, and because it had not yet become an immortal, it could not protect the benefactor.
It has to work harder, endure all the thunderstorms, become a real immortal, and remove all obstacles for the benefactor.
Ji Zexi followed the white fox's perspective to watch the time change, the sun rises and the moon sets, the stars move, and it is a hundred years later that they meet again.
The white fox has not yet ascended to the Immortal Path, but has built a stable figure.
Even though he had a premonition, Ji Zexi felt a strong discomfort at this moment, and the white fox's human-shaped face was exactly the same as his.
He had to admit that the person who had been the victim of nine lifetimes was actually himself.
What's even more annoying is that the face of Lao Shizi Engong has been covered by a cloud of fog, and he can't see it clearly.
The sense of substitution is too strong, Ji Zexi has already begun to get angry, he thinks that he must not let him meet that person in this life.
In the blink of an eye, the white fox has found the benefactor of this life. Finally, he is not a doctor with a heart of benevolence and righteousness, nor is he a general who thinks about his country and the world.
But who knows, when the white fox comes to the door, this person will have run out of time.
"My poor son, how can you get this disease at such a young age, how can you let your mother live?"
The white fox helped to appease the mother of the benefactor in this lifetime, and then, as a Langzhong, accompanied him through the final journey.
At the same time, it also has a question in its heart. Ordinary mortals can live for a hundred years. Although life is impermanent and unpredictable, how can it happen that every life is short-lived.
With such doubts, Baihu embarked on a journey to find the reincarnation of Engong again.
As it expected, the lifespan of the benefactor was getting shorter and shorter, and even in the seventh life, he suffered an accident when he was still a child.
The white fox began to panic, can it find the benefactor again if it goes on like this? If the benefactor does not enter the reincarnation in the future, where will it go to find him?
At this time, the white fox has become a fox fairy, and naturally has some special channels to get news.
It finally knew the truth about the short life of the benefactor.
The white-bearded old man said in a hoarse voice: "Look at his soul bone, it was branded with a brand. He was probably a god before, and he didn't know which law he violated before being banished to the mortal world. This brand is the proof of his punishment. Every time a lifetime passes, the brand will be re-marked. Judging from his situation, it is estimated that there are only two lifetimes left."
"What do you mean?" White Fox panicked.
The old man slowly stroked his beard and said, "It's only two lives at most, and he's going to lose his soul. By then, there will be no such person in the Three Realms."
The white fox burst into tears instantly, and it suspected that he was also cursed, otherwise how could his heart hurt so much.
It burst into tears: "I beg you, I want to save him, is there any way to save him!"
"This..." The old man didn't want to say it, and it could be seen that the white fox was crying so sadly, so he could only sigh.
"There is a way. The imprint on his spirit bone cannot be removed. It can only be exchanged for bones. Mortal spirit bones are definitely not acceptable. They must be exchanged with immortal bones."
The white fox immediately said: "I have a fairy bone, use mine!"
The old man shook his head, "Listen to me, you know that you were originally a nine-tailed demon fox with nine lives. But when you became an immortal, your life was tied to the immortal bone. You gave him the immortal bone, you But there is only one last life left, and no matter how powerful you are, even if you die, you will still enter the cycle of reincarnation like a mortal."
White Fox: "It's okay, I'm not afraid!"
The old man sighed again, "No hurry, there is still a lifetime, you might as well ask him what he thinks, and if you still insist, come to me later."
Ji Zexi also felt the same feelings about the white fox. He knew that the white fox already had the answer in his heart.
In this life, Engong was even younger, and he was only a five-year-old child who had already suffered from an incurable disease in modern times.
This time, the white fox was by his side as the brother next door.
The child's voice was very immature, "Brother, why did you come to this village?"
The white fox held the child in his arms, just like when the benefactor held him in previous generations.
"I'm here to find someone, and I've been looking for him for a long, long time."
The child felt the loneliness in the white fox's tone, and said in confusion: "It's been so long, what if he doesn't remember you?"
"I can wait for him to remember."
"What if you don't remember?"
"Then, wait until I forget it too."
The child in his arms didn't answer, he was dead in the warm afternoon sun.
The white fox endured the surging tears and went to the old man with the child in his arms.
He firmly said: "I think about it, I want to save him!"
The picture turned and it was a few years later.
The white fox is obviously much thinner, and Ji Zexi can feel the joy in his heart.
It can't wait to meet the benefactor, it thinks that they will have a good ending in this life, and they can grow old forever.
This joy made Ji Zexi panic.
He wanted to stop the white fox and tell him not to go.
This life will never be the ending it wants.
"Wow brother, don't scare me!"
Ji Zexi suddenly opened his eyes, and in front of him was still You Haohuai who was about to cry.
He got up and took two quick steps back.
What's going on here? A brace?
And he also didn't confirm whether this You Haohuai was evil or not.
"What's the matter with you, brother, is there something dirty on me?"
You Haohuai said with a look of grievance.
Ji Zexi asked back: "When did I faint?"
"You fainted as soon as you entered the room, frightened me?"
As soon as you enter the house?
Ji Zexi glanced at the paper sticking to the window, it was intact, and there was no hole poked by You Haohuai's hand.
Could it be that he was recruited as soon as he entered the house?
Ji Zexi turned his head again, and his breath stopped again.
Pei Yujin actually stood behind You Haohuai and looked at him with a half-smile.
"He he he..." Ji Zexi pointed behind You Haohuai with trembling hands.
"Oh, I forgot to mention it just now." You Haohuai said naturally: "Brother Chen was afraid that I would cause trouble alone, so he called Brother Jin back to accompany me. He entered the room when you fainted."
Ji Zexi tried his best to calm down his shortness of breath due to fright. He is now in a state of panic, and no one can believe it.
"I'm not feeling well, and I want to go back and hang up an outpatient clinic."
You Haohuai immediately worried and said, "Brother, let me go with you."
"No need, I'll just go by myself."
Ji Zexi got up quickly, patted the dust behind him, and suddenly felt the approach of the person behind him when he walked to the door.
Pei Yujin's warm voice said with a smile: "It's all friends who are polite, and isn't the outpatient clinic very close."
Ji Zexi hasn't realized what this means.
Pei Yujin pulled the door open, and the other side of the door turned out to be the outpatient department.
Oops, he's still in an illusion!
The two behind him did not give him a chance to escape, and a stretcher bed with wheels slid over by itself.
The two of them lifted Ji Zexi up neatly.
An old voice sounded in the distance, "Send him there, bed number three, it's the most suitable for him."
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