"What is this... it smells so bad!"

The boy's figure was replaced by a foul-smelling black mist, and he could vaguely see his twisted limbs struggling with all his strength. Xie Jin subconsciously wanted to grab him, but his hand was stopped first.

Ji Duan used his arms to pull Xie Jin back a few steps. He didn't know the origin of the boy and Hei Wu, but his body's intuition told him not to touch it, it was very dangerous.

"Stay away and don't touch it! That's a curse." Wen Liang quickly pinched a trick, golden light shrouded him like a barrier, and he shrouded the two beside him in his golden light, with a rare serious expression.

"Curse?" These two words are not unfamiliar to Xie Jin and Ji Duan, Xie Jin rolled his Adam's apple subconsciously and took a few steps back.

The black mist surged, and the boy who was no longer in human form seemed to be screaming in pain, and the sharp voice unique to children sounded in their ears, which seemed particularly permeable in this originally uneven night.

"Who cursed this, but it's such a small child... Tsk, Uncle Xie, don't look at it yet." Ji Duan put his arm on Xie Jin's shoulder. He didn't exert any force, but he felt that Xie Jin was shaking all over.

He looked down and saw that the man's face was ashen, and there was no blood.

Ji Duan's heart sank for a moment. This expression was familiar to him. It happened suddenly just now. I'm afraid Xie Jin was stimulated by the scene in front of him again. .

Xie Jin was pressed into Ji Duan's arms, his ears were blocked, and the hissing of the black mist outside the golden light seemed to be a little lessened. There was only the low voice of the youth in his ears, repeating it over and over again.

"Xie Jin is okay, it's okay, it's just a curse, it's okay."

He suddenly felt a little pantothenic acid at the tip of his nose, so he faced Ji Duan's strength and buried himself in the other's arms, as if this was his exclusive shelter.

I don't know how long it took, the black fog drifted away with the wind, and Wen Liang scattered the golden light and walked towards the place where the boy was standing just now. He frowned, thinking about something.

"Just a curse? You underestimate a curse." Wen Liang rubbed his fingers on the ground, and he put the black ash on his fingertips under his nose and sniffed, "This is a backlash, usually used to seal the mouth, just now The child must be trying to tell us something, but he was cursed back."

He stood up from the ground, brushed off a little black ash on his robe, and then looked at the two beside him seriously, "Don't underestimate the curse, it will be fatal."

"No." Ji Duan rarely did not refute, he let go of Xie Jin's arm in his arms and sighed heavily, "Maybe because you said that the curse on me is also, I can hardly feel its existence... Shaman The curse or this backlash, which one is more powerful?"

Xie Jin raised his head, he looked at Ji Duan's Adam's apple rolling up and down, and suddenly realized that Ji Duan was also cursed, and it was also the rumored creepy shaman curse.

He turned his head to Wen Liang again, eager to get some good news from the other party, at least not completely unsolvable bad news.

"In terms of the degree of damage to the human body, the Backlash Curse should be more ruthless than the shaman. It is based on the person being cursed, and the curser can restrain the person being cursed under any conditions."

"But the shamanic curse is different." Wen Liang changed the topic, and his raised eyebrows drooped down lazily, "First of all, I don't know much about this category, but it is said that the shamanic curse will slow down like a poison. Hollow out the body of the person, it will not give you any conditions, because it only wants to achieve the purpose of making the person who cast the curse die."

Ji Duan will die? Hearing this, Xie Jin opened his eyes in disbelief. During the time he was together, he felt the breath of many young people. Whether it was the warm body temperature or the strong arms, he subconsciously thought that Ji Duan was indeed alive.

But Wen Liang's remarks were like a sharp knife with the coldness of winter, stabbing him in his heart, stabbed his heart that was blinded by the existing beauty.

"Then is there any way to lift the curse?"

Before Ji Duan's words could be said, Xie Jin broke free from his arms and staggered to stabilize his body, "Wen Liang, is there any way, can you think of a way?"

Xie Jin was obviously in a hurry. He was holding the Wen Liang robe in his hand, and the coarse hemp Taoist robe was full of folds by him. "Ji Duan, he can't die, I promised to help him retrieve his memory, he can't die..."

His legs couldn't help softening. Xie Jin's body holding on to Wen Liang's clothes kept sliding down. He begged so hard that he even wanted to kneel down directly to Wen Liang.

If he is really going to die, can he replace Ji Duan? Xie Jin's mind flashed this idea, and with his chaotic thoughts, this idea was infinitely magnified.

Anyway, this life was survived in misfortune. If it can really replace Ji Duan and die, it is still useful...

"Uncle Xie." One day, his arm went through Xie Jin's armpit and wrapped around him from his chest. Ji Duan picked up Xie Jin, who had slipped, from the ground, and his expression showed no trace of nervousness, "It is said that there is gold under the man's knees. How can someone kneel casually?"

He dragged Xie Jin's body up, and he didn't expect the man's reaction. If he really died at the last step, it wouldn't be too bad to see Xie Jin cry for himself.

"Uncle Xie, if I really reach the last step, can I continue to follow you even if I become a ghost?" Ji Duan made a little joke in a relaxed tone, trying to divert Xie Jin's attention.

"no!"

Xie Jin didn't agree with what he said just now. Now he is not a person who is good at expressing his emotions, so he simply follows his heart and allows his body's physiological reactions to mess around.

"Hey, don't cry." This time it was Ji Duan's turn to be in a hurry. He didn't see Xie Jin cry uncommonly, but this time it was different. The man was crying for him.

Xie Jin pursed his lips and sobbed, his eyes were quickly dyed red, and his bangs were wet with tears and stuck to his forehead, and he followed Ji Duan's line of sight wetly.

"I, I don't want you to die, Ji Duan, I promise to help you find your memory, and I will never make you the same as the child just now."

Ji Duan's heart tensed. After he followed Xie Jin out of the abandoned paradise, he thought he just wanted a place to go, but for various reasons, he finally chose to stay.

During these days, he never had the thought of leaving, and sometimes he even felt that it was not important whether he could retrieve his memory.

Xie Jin is not the only one who has changed in time. Ji Duan knows it well, and has a faint feeling in his heart that what he has lost must be some painful and painful memories. He instinctively wants to escape. Those memories will not be better than the person in front of him. more comfortable together.

"Then I have to work hard to live." Ji Duan held up Xie Jin's face, there was no extra flesh on the man's cheeks, and Ji Duan could even feel the outline of the other's face bones through his fingertips.

"Crack the curse and retrieve the memory. The difficulty in this is to turn to the omnipotent Daoist Wen." Ji Duan did not forget to pull Wen Liang, who had been regarded as the air from the beginning, into the water, "You mean, Wen Daoist?"

"This... This is the truth, Ji Duan is right, the root of the shaman's curse is the warlock who cast the curse, if you really want to break the curse, you must first retrieve his lost memory, and then you can know who is behind the black hand ."

Wen Liang had never felt that he was so tired, and he was involved in fields that he had barely covered. This kind of unease made him very uncomfortable.

He took out his phone and checked the time. It was almost three in the morning. Although the curse on Ji Duan was also important, the main focus for now was on the lost child case on Hibiscus Street.

"Who do you think was the curse of that ghost boy just now?" Wen Liang retracted Tongtong Yuyu and put his waist back on his waist, "Looking at the age of five or six years old, he was cursed all over his body, and when he met us, he cursed and died. , and it happened to be the same driver we encountered."

"What? Could it be the car we were in just now?" Ji Duan was rummaging for a tissue for Xie Jin in his bag. He frowned and raised his head when he heard this, "How could it appear in the car?"

"On the way here, I saw the driver's face was not clear, and I figured out that he was in trouble tonight, so I gave him the business card. On the back is a talisman written by me using Tongtong Yuyu's ash and cinnabar. If the driver is in any danger, the talisman will be activated immediately. , Tongtong Yuyu can show up to save his life."

Ji Duan raised his eyebrows. He knew that Wen Liang was indeed different from those fortune-tellers on the street: "It's very foresight, Daoist Wen, what should we do next?"

Hibiscus Street in the middle of the night, not to mention that Xie Jin is just an ordinary person who can see ghosts, waiting here is not the way, they need a breakthrough method now.

"It's too late today, it's not polite to call the employer at this point." Wen Liang opened his Didi Chasing Ghost app, swiped his finger to the task page of Tofu Zhang, and looked at the line of numbers above, but in the end he didn't dial it.

"Then go home first?" Ji Duan took out a thin shirt from his backpack and put it on Xie Jin, "This point is still Hibiscus Street, can there be a driver nearby."

Wen Liang just wanted to say something, but he seemed to remember something, and a lazy smile suddenly froze on his face: "...let alone the other drivers, although the person who was killed just now was fine, Tongtong Yuyu didn't seem to call him. Ambulance, why don't we go take a look first?"

The three walked back along the road they came from for about 20 minutes, and found the taxi they had taken before under an overpass.

The car was clinging to the roadside fence, and there were no scary scratches. They went around the front of the cab again and found the driver lying unconscious in the seat.

There is no surveillance probe nearby. Wen Liang leaned in from the car window and unfastened the seat belt for the driver. Outside the car, Ji Duan was worried and asked, "Is he still alive? Are people really okay?"

"Don't worry, it's just too frightened and a car accident, and I fainted." Wen Liang moved the driver to the co-pilot, and found that he couldn't move it alone, so he called Ji Duan, who was watching the fun, for help, "Come and help, if If you don't want to spend the night in this fucking place."

Half an hour later, the unconscious driver's uncle was successfully moved to the passenger seat, and he was put on the seat belt by Wen Liang. He removed the bag hanging from his chest and threw it on the back seat.

"Now that the car is available, who will drive it?" Ji Duan carefully inspected the damage of the taxi. There was no problem on the road, but there was a very obvious scratch on the left side.

"There is no surveillance during this period, but there is no guarantee that it will not be on the way home." Wen Liang leaned most of his body into the car, and he held the steering wheel, "I can drive, but my driver's license has been revoked for several years. Do you dare to sit?"

"...I'll do it." Wen Liang's method sounds very harsh, Xie Jin took the initiative to take the driving job, his expression was a little subtle, and he scratched his face uncomfortably, "I have a driver's license, and I went on an adventure with the team before. It was me driving and I knew there was a side road from Hibiscus Street to the house without cameras."

The ill-fated taxi was on the road steadily. Xie Jin followed the instructions and drove the car downstairs to a hotel near his home. The three of them were very cautious to avoid the cameras, so they all walked home.

After returning home, Ji Duan pulled Xie Jin to fall asleep, and didn't care about Wen Liang's loud snoring, so he had no dreams all night. When he woke up in the daytime, Ji Duan saw Xie Jin watching the local news in Tan Jiang.

"Mysterious teleportation. Last night a taxi driver claimed that he woke up and found himself downstairs in a hotel. Is this a mysterious phenomenon or man-made..."

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