Chapter 94 Old Photos

The scene of the KTV gradually faded away, and it was pitch black.

After two or three seconds, there was another "Wow!" sound. Qingyan ignited again, and two little ghosts stood side by side with lanterns.

Behind their shirts, one black and one white were fluttering with their hairs, and their eyes showed sharp light, which should be ordinary patterns, but Lu Yingjiu could clearly see them, they were blinking and breathing slightly.

Lu Yingjiu: "...What happened just now?"

The black-clothed kid replied, "Snippets from the past."

"But she saw me." Lu Yingjiu narrowed her eyes slightly, "Chen Minlan saw me and sensed my existence. Did I really go back to the past?"

"Yes, but no," said the kid. "She can hear you because she listens."

However, the function of listening is to listen to the heart.

It shouldn't have such a huge and incredible power to transmit information across time and space.

Besides, how could the people of the Chen family be related to the ghosts and gods contracted by the Zhang family?

The kid saw Lu Yingjiu's doubts and turned his back.

The black truth on its back listened to the surging hair, flicked its ears, and looked at Lu Yingjiu.

This should have been a normal scene.

Until Zhen Ting's body suddenly cracked an eye!

The eye socket was forcibly opened on the flesh and blood, and the blood suddenly burst out from the crack, dyeing the hair red.

The familiar metallic luster in his eyes twitched.

It is exactly the same as Tiandao's eyes.

Yet there are differences.

Those eyes looked terrifying, but they didn't have the usual "spying feeling", but they weren't disturbing.

The little ghost in white explained: "Chen Minlan has reached an agreement with the Zhang family, has contacted Zhenzhen, and has also reached a temporary contract with it. That is to say, she can also use part of Zhenzhen's power."

"The Zhang family has worshipped for many years, and received the love of the Tao of Heaven. So it borrowed some of its power to listen to it, so that it has the power to surpass ordinary ghosts and gods, and only then can the past be presented to you."

As soon as the voice fell, the eyes of those two Zhen Ting turned even more violently.

The blood gurgled out, and it hurt to look at it, as if it had been parasitized by an unknown object. This is both a power and a curse.

The black-clothed kid replied, "Of course, listening to the truth still can't span time. It's not so much that you have gone back to the past, it's better that your 'inner voice' has gone back to the past."

"Chen Minlan's ability to detect you is just a coincidence, a coincidence that I didn't even think of when I heard it."

"Hearing through your heart to let you see the past. And Chen Minlan, who was in the past, also had the power of listening, and only noticed the voice in the mirror."

Lu Yingjiu was stunned for a moment.

He said: "Then if I go back and let me talk to her, is it feasible?"

"It's not feasible." The little ghost in white shook his head, "Even the way of heaven itself can't change the past. To achieve this step, it is already it... it is our limit."

While speaking, the appearance of the two little ghosts changed, gradually giving birth to unicorns and canine ears.

——It is clearly the appearance of listening.

The rolling eyes were born behind them, and the clothes were stained with blood.

Lu Yingjiu was silent for a while, and asked, "What exactly are you trying to tell me? What exactly do you want me to see?"

"You'll understand." The kid replied, "Please continue to come with us."

They are still walking in the dark with blue lanterns, and the light illuminates the white walls, black eaves and red doors.

After more than ten minutes, the kid whistled again.

At the end of the road, another red door slammed open. The little ghosts stood on both sides and respectfully said, "Please."

Lu Yingjiu and Jingxian walked in, and their eyes fell into darkness.

...

"Woo woo wow!"

"Ahhh! There are ghosts! The walls are full of ghosts!"

"Save me, save me, save me, save me!"

Rain, and hysterical cries.

Then, a gentle female voice came: "Xiao Han, go and increase the dosage of the three beds, and open an extra box of olanzapine. When you are on duty at night, you will have to put a new reassurance at the door."

"Okay." Someone hurriedly responded, "Doctor Zhang, are you staying in the hospital tonight?"

"No, I have other things to do and I have to leave early." The female voice replied, "Dean Ye is not here tonight, you should keep an eye on it."

"okay!"

The eyes lit up.

When his eyes got used to the light, Lu Yingjiu saw a black cloud.

The clouds are like splashing ink, the light rain is dripping, and the white walls of the Yueshan Sanatorium are washed away by the water. The woman stood at the gate of the courtyard, held up a white umbrella, and carefully waded through the puddles.

She looked familiar.

A person in his 60s with white sideburns, but because of his outstanding temperament, wearing a pure white skirt does not violate any sense of harmony, but looks young.

Lu Yingjiu whispered, "She is Zhang Nianyun."

That is Ye Feng's second grandmother.

Zhang Nianyun walked all the way up the mountain.

It was raining, and the stone road between the mountains was slippery. She was as light as a deer, and a gleaming white umbrella was shining brightly under the shadowy sky.

At first, Lu Yingjiu was a little puzzled: Listening should be in the mirror, there is no mirror on this mountain, where did they see Zhang Nianyun?

Jing Xian guessed: "There is water in the mountains, and the reflection on the water surface may be similar to that of a mirror."

"It's possible. The power of listening is really powerful." Lu Yingjiu said.

The stagnant water is everywhere, and its ability to hear people's hearts is terrifying.

Lu Yingjiu thought to himself, it is no wonder that the Zhang family advocates the way of heaven so much, and the ability to listen to the truth alone is incredible. What's more, in other respects, the Zhang family must have also benefited.

Zhang Nianyun walked up the mountain road.

This is the road to visit the mountain, leading to the 35 pavilions from the snake.Lu Yingjiu and the others passed by when they escaped from the village. Now that they meet again, they can't help but feel a little emotional.

It's just that don't visit the mountain now, it's getting dark, what is Zhang Nianyun doing up the mountain alone?

Tired of walking, Zhang Nianyun used a talisman on himself.

When the sky was getting darker, she asked God, and her footsteps became lighter and faster, don't know how many times faster. In addition, she was familiar with mountain roads and often took trails, but half an hour later, she had already passed the first eight Lishe Pavilions.

After that, Zhang Nianyun stopped at the tenth pavilion.

There are four resting cabins here.

They also lived in Lu Yingjiu.

She entered Ye Deyong's room, opened the basement, went down the stairs, and there was her small bedroom below.

The interior is neatly arranged.

She opened the wardrobe and found a tin box from under the layers of clothes.

——It was the box full of Lu Yingjiu’s photos.

After hesitating for a long time, she wrapped the box with a silk scarf, held it in her arms, and went out of the hut.

Then she held the iron box like this and continued on the mountain road.

Nearly two hours later, the sky was dark and the white umbrella was like a flower in the mountains, flying with the wind, climbing one steep slope after another. Zhang Nianyuan relied on the good night vision ability of the goddess, and walked quickly among the mountains, and saw the 20th pavilion in the distance.

Open the door to the basement and enter the lounge.

The sofa is soft and a few lamps gently illuminate the rug.

Someone in the back room.

Zhang Nianyun put away the umbrella, shook off the crystal raindrops on the umbrella, and leaned against the corner lightly.

She walked slowly to the back room and knocked on the door: "De Yong?"

"Ah." The person in the room responded.

The lock rattled and the door opened, revealing an old and serious face.

Ye Deyong.

He asked, "Why so late?"

"A patient in the hospital suddenly fell ill." Zhang Nianyun said, "It took a while."

Ye Deyong nodded slightly, and the two entered the house.

When the screen turns, the angle changes.

This time, Lu Yingjiu and Jingxian looked at them from a small mirror in the house.

On Ye Deyong's desk is a satellite map of the mountains, various obscure runes are hung on the wall, and the books on the bookshelf are piled high like mountains.

He drew a lot of lines on the map, and the fonts were densely packed.

Packs of instant coffee, packs of soaked tea bags... He has been working for a long time, and his eyes are bloodshot.

Lu Yingjiu knew what Ye Deyong was planning.

He wanted the Spider Mother to invade the mountains and parasitize Li Snake, so that Ye Feng, who died in the mudslide, could be resurrected.

Zhang Nianyun's eyes scanned his achievements. The light in the room was dim, and she didn't have much expression. A drop of rain ran down her hair and ran across the tiny wrinkles next to her nose.

After a long time, she whispered, "Are you really going to do this?"

"I didn't hold him." Ye Deyong said, "No matter what, I will bring him back."

Even the ghosts and gods who betrayed the contract, even the sanatorium that sacrificed his life, and the villagers in the village.

He and Zhang Nianyun had no children and regarded Ye Feng as if they were their own.

The lights in the house flickered.

The two were speechless.

After a while, Ye Deyong glanced at the iron box brought by Zhang Nianyuan and asked, "What, what happened?"

Lu Yingjiu couldn't help holding his breath.

Sure enough, Ye Deyong also knew about him.

"...It's okay." Zhang Nianyun shook his head, "There are many tools here. I want to make a spare key for the box and keep it for you."

This is quite a normal sentence, but Ye Deyong noticed something was wrong.

Zhang Nianyun is a very careful person, and he will never lose or break the key. What's more, she can only rest assured that she can open this box, and usually even Ye Deyong has no such power.

Ye Deyong asked again: "What happened?"

"Just in case." Zhang Nianyun said, "Just in case."

She didn't say more, picked up the box and went to another room.

Using the heavy key to open the iron box, there are photos of Lu Yingjiu in it - photos from her childhood.

From one year old to seven or eight years old: Zhuang Xue took him to the park with a stroller, he built a sandcastle by the sea, he stood on the street corner watching other children hopscotch, he carried a schoolbag on the way to school...

On the back of the first photo, it was written: [1/59]

Seeing this number again, Lu Yingjiu felt emotional.

The first time he saw him, he was puzzled. He only thought that Zhang Nianyun was disgusting, and he was horrified to watch him and Zhuang Xue quietly for so long.

He now understands that this [1/59] refers to the unfinished sacrifice, and he is the last sacrifice.

Footsteps came from behind.

Ye Deyong still followed her, stood behind her, and looked at the photos together: "Is he so big?"

"Well, he's about the same age as Ye Feng." Zhang Nianyun watched intently and smiled, "I didn't expect it, time flies so fast. We have long been grandmothers and grandpas."

I don't know if it was Lu Yingjiu's illusion.

Her face... almost tender.

Ye Deyong snorted: "When did I ever deny that I was a grandfather? It's not that you love beauty all day long." He took Zhang Nianyun's shoulder and said, "When Ye Feng and his affairs are resolved, I will accompany you to relax."

Zhang Nianyun glanced at him: "Come on, the old man still wants to run out to play?"

Ye Deyong rarely evoked a smile: "Isn't this for you? Where do you say it's better to go, domestic or foreign, which direction is southeast or northwest? Grassland, sea and desert are yours to choose." After that, he leaned over and kissed her. profile.

"Okay, okay." Zhang Nianyun also smiled and pushed him away, "It's all about the year of the monkey, don't plan so early."

After saying this, she seemed to think of something, and her face was blank for a moment.

"What the hell happened to you today?" Ye Deyong asked, pulling out a chair and sitting next to him, "It's easy to get distracted when you talk, and you're equipped with a key and this kind of expression."

"It's really okay." Zhang Nianyun smiled and shook his head, "If you have time, just say a few words and come help me with the keys."

So the two sat side by side, quite warm.

However, after a few years, Zhang Nianyun committed suicide in the basement before the agreed trip came to fruition.

And Ye Deyong summoned the spider mother, resurrected Ye Feng, and spent the next few years tight-lipped until the disease took him and his guilt away. Ye Feng took his ashes away, scattered them into the sea, and disappeared without a trace.

Lu Yingjiu's eyes darkened.

The screen disappeared.

When he could see clearly again, there was a completely different scene in front of him.

The rain was pouring down, water rushing through the windows of the nursing home, and there was a burst of lightning and thunder.

Low air pressure can make you sleepy.

A nurse yawned, walked into Zhang Nianyun's office with a pile of documents, and said, "Dr. Zhang, Dean Ye is not here today. The director asked me to tell you... Dr. Zhang? Dr. Zhang?"

Zhang Nianyun didn't blink, and looked out the window.

Lu Yingjiu followed her gaze.

In the blue sky, there is a huge eye!

It did not look in Zhang Nianyun's direction, but turned coldly, as if it was looking for something elsewhere.

Lu Yingjiu knew that it was looking for itself.

But why did he have no impression of this matter at all... At that time, he was still young and should have no resistance at all.

The nurse couldn't see her eyes and shouted again, "Doctor Zhang, what's the matter with you?"

Zhang Nianyun stood up suddenly!

It was windy outside, roaring sharply, she didn't even have time to put on her coat, grabbed an umbrella in a hurry and ran out.

In the mountains and forests, thousands of trees were bent by the wind. She begged God, strode into the wind, and her skirt was ruffled.

- She was almost galloping down the stone road.

The pavilions passed by her side, and the rain hit her so hard that she could hardly breathe. She ran to the twentieth pavilion without stopping, opened the door of the basement, and rushed inside with a wet chill.

Lu Yingjiu had been to that back room.

The back room is a wide space, more than 100 meters deep.

Photos of the visit the mountain team were posted on the walls, and a monument was erected to remember those who died in the mudslides.At the very end, there is a square pure black stone tablet.

This is a stone tablet used by the Zhang family to worship the Tao of Heaven. It is 10 meters high and is engraved with handwriting as thin as mosquito's feet.

The handwriting is incoherent.

Some of the glyphs are very elegant, like the original works left by calligraphy masters, and some glyphs are childish and cute, as if they came from the hands of children.

Zhang Nianyun threw the white umbrella aside, panted heavily, and walked to the stone monument.

On the ground in front of that, the iron box was opened, and Lu Yingjiu's photos and documents were piled up together, scattered with the empty fountain pen.

She has been researching here for a while, and before she can clean it up, it's a mess.

Zhang Nianyun sat down among the mountains of information and looked at the stone tablet.

The stele is extraordinarily tall, and when viewed from this angle, it seems like it is about to fall. At this time, the handwriting on it flickered slightly, emitting a disturbing light.

- Heaven is restless.

That's why its eyes appeared on the horizon.

Those eyes have been rolling for a long time, and time is running out.

Zhang Nianyun didn't know what he was hesitating.

It was clear that she finally came here, but she didn't move. Instead, she stretched out her hand, opened the information, and picked up photos of Lu Yingjiu one by one.

She had seen the photos many times, and even remembered the sequence clearly, stacking them in a thick pile in her hands according to the timeline.

"..." Lu Yingjiu frowned slightly.

What is she doing?

After finishing the photos, Zhang Nianyun watched silently.

In the first picture, Lu Yingjiu was just a newborn baby, and Zhuang Xue was holding him on the hospital bed with a smile.

Like the other photos, it was taken candidly, from the window of the ward, and it's a little blurry.

Zhang Nianyun stretched out his hand and gently touched the baby's small hand in the photo, thinking of something, the corners of his lips curled into a smile.

——Like before, she showed a gentle expression that Lu Yingjiu could not understand.

This expression was very similar to the way she looked at Ye Feng.

Obviously just a watcher.

She turned over the photos one by one, and turned over the years since he was born.

Watch him build sand castles, watch him hopscotch by himself, watch him do his homework seriously, watch him squatting on the side of the road watching the goldfish of the small merchant...

It may be strange to say that.

But Zhang Nianyun watched him grow up.

Fingers touched every inch of detail.

Until the last photo, the back view of Lu Yingjiu after school was frozen.

The runes on the stone tablet fluctuated even more, and Heavenly Dao was extremely manic.

Zhang Nianyun folded the photos again, locked them back in the iron box, and said to himself, "If only you could see Ye Feng, you will definitely be good friends."

What she didn't know was that Ye Feng really knew Lu Yingjiu by coincidence many years later.

During the time when Lu Yingjiu was at its lowest, Ye Feng stepped on a broken bicycle every day and went downstairs to call him to get up.

The two discovered the truth of the resurrection together, destroyed the mountains eroded by the spider mother together, and worked together in bars and offices. They are very good friends.

The stone tablet flickered, as if urging.

Zhang Nianyun finally made up his mind and took out a saber from his pocket.

The saber is thin but has a blood groove, and it is a first-class weapon. She gently turned to the side of the blade, the cold light flickered, and whispered: "If I could..."

She paused.

The last half sentence was not spoken.

She aimed the saber at her heart, no longer hesitated, stabbed in neatly, and pulled it out again.

Lu Yingjiu's breath stagnated.

It turns out that Zhang Nianyun committed suicide at this time.

Perhaps she had already realized this result, so she let Ye Deyong take a key, so that she could continue to use these photos later.

A lot of blood spurted out and splashed on the stone tablet.

She begged God, still maintaining consciousness under the fatal injury, with her trembling fingers stained with scarlet, she drew something on the monument one by one.

This is unimaginable perseverance and calm.

The body kept losing temperature, the fear of death was enough to engulf everything, and the cold feeling spread all over the body.

At this moment, she could even draw a formation.

Following Zhang Nianyun's movements, the flickering of the stone tablet slowed down.

And when she dropped the last stroke and fell weakly against the wall, the stone tablet had returned to normal. On the dark side of the sky, the eyes stopped rolling, as if they had received an alternative and temporary compensation, and slowly closed.

She even sacrificed herself to Heaven.

The wind and rain are fading.

For others, it was just a trivial rainy day.

Lu Yingjiu took a half step back, feeling that his stomach was grasped by an invisible hand.

It was heavy, nausea and cramping came, and the blood was cold.

——He suddenly felt that he seemed to have misunderstood something.

Something vital that no one had ever told him.

Zhang Nianyun fell in a pool of blood, his pupils slowly losing focus.

Before she died, she, like Chen Minlan, heard the heart sounds brought by Listening to the Truth, reluctantly condensed the last bit of energy, and looked in one direction.

She just happened to meet Lu Yingjiu's eyes.

She opened her eyes slightly, seemingly incredulous, and shouted in a voice: "...Lu Yingjiu?"

"Lu Yingjiu, is that you?"

Lu Yingjiu subconsciously wanted to answer, but found that her voice had turned silent, and she couldn't hear it at all.

As the Truth says, the past cannot be changed.

He couldn't do anything, including answer.

Zhang Nianyun just waited for a few seconds.

She whispered: "You may not know who I am, but I have known you for many years."

She seemed to know that she would not get a response, her lips trembled, but she showed a small smile.

With tenderness and relief.

She said: "We had a chance to meet. Once you couldn't find someone to hopscotch and sat in a daze in the compound, I was secretly watching you from the side. I want to play with you, and there are many more I want to see you every time, but...but I shouldn't."

She has a thousand words to say, including the secrets that have been hidden for many years, including the reasons for surveillance, including this suicide that no one knows about, but in the end she lost her strength: "You don't have to know who I am, and you don't need to in this life. Know."

Lu Yingjiu clenched his fingers.

A shudder crept up his spine.

Why is she willing to give her life?

They didn't even say a word.

However, he remembered Zhang Nianyun's look at the photo again.

To Lu Yingjiu, she was a stranger she had never met before. Even at this time, in addition to shock, he couldn't produce more soft feelings in his heart.

Emotions need to be settled.

In such a short period of time, it is impossible for anyone to have deep and sincere feelings for such a stranger.

But for Zhang Nianyun, Lu Yingjiu is the child she saw as a child, right? So that I want to accompany him when I see him alone, I am happy when I see him happy, and anxious when I see him troubled. She hid in the dark and spent nearly ten years in front of a qualified monitor. The only flaw was when she saw Lu Yingjiu looking at the goldfish on the roadside for a long time, but she didn't buy it in the end.

After hesitating for a long time, she secretly bought a few of the most beautiful ones and put them in front of his house.

When Lu Yingjiu was young, he was naturally very happy to see it.

——What he thought was an unexpected joy was actually a long-planned and careful love. And he could never know.

Blood flowed down the steps, and the stele was full of scarlet.

Zhang Nianyun lost his strength completely, and his consciousness drifted away.

At this last second, her eyes seemed to pass through the mirror, and it really fell on Lu Yingjiu.

Lu Yingjiu read her lips and heard the last sentence: "You've grown so tall..."

Breathing stops.

She died in a pool of blood.

The scene went away quickly, and it was pitch black before my eyes.

When it turned on again, the green lamp hung faintly in the air.

Lu Yingjiu's whole body froze, standing like a rock, letting Jingxian bring him into his arms.

The two little ghosts stood on the left and the right and bowed to him.

They said, "Please continue to come with us, Master Zhang is ahead."