Droktada felt that her brain was blank. She could understand Wen Liang's words, but it was because she understood, and she didn't understand why He Nian did this.

"You mean, Brother Anian may have taken the initiative to walk into Zhao's house, and may he be willing to be locked where?" While shocked, she accidentally bit the tender meat in her mouth, and the tingling sensation made Droktada very awake, "Go and go. Feed the red snake? How is this possible!"

"So all the conclusions have to wait until He Nian wakes up." Wen Liang had already drank the bowl of batter to the bottom during the conversation. He looked at Xie Jin and Ji Duan who were huddled together, and used his eyes to determine what they were thinking.

Xie Jin nodded in agreement, and Ji Duan had no objection. He gave up his position to Xie Jin. At this time, he was squeezed in the corner, and the food in front of him did not move.

"In short, let's eat something first. People are iron rice and steel. Think about the good. Now that He Nian is back, we only have to wait until the day of the sacrifice, and everything will be fine."

Wen Liang resumed his usual tone of speech, he tried to adjust the dull atmosphere for some reason, "Old Ji, Xie Jin, you two have dinner."

"You eat, I have no appetite." Ji Duan stood up with one hand on the table, his body was a little unbalanced, but he was quickly supported by the wall.

Noticing that something was wrong with Ji Duan, Xie Jin immediately put away his hand that was reaching for the bowl and chopsticks, "Are you feeling unwell!"

He got up in a hurry, and when he pulled back from the seat, his knees slammed against the round table. He didn't care about the pain. Xie Jin grabbed Ji Duan's arm, "Is it uncomfortable again, because of the curse?"

A familiar face came into Ji Duan's sight, anxiety and worry appeared on Xie Jin's face at the same time, knowing that he couldn't hide it, Ji Duan had to admit it obediently.

"Well, I'm not feeling well." He patted Xie Jin's hand for comfort. He swayed his body and tried to stay awake, "It's okay, I want to borrow a bed to lie down for a while, and I'll be fine in a while."

It was that kind of strange narcolepsy again. Xie Jin knew that this was not a good phenomenon. When he recalled the symptoms that Ji Duan had in the cemetery last night, he felt a little scared.

"Droktada, do you have any extra beds at home?" Wen Liang also stood up, and he went around to the other side to support Ji Duan's weak body, "Maybe I have to use him, the curse seems to be working again. already."

"Sleep in my room first, here." Droktada ran to the opposite room where Grandma Yang was, "Help him here!"

During the few steps to Droktada's room, Xie Jin clearly felt that the young man's footsteps became heavier and heavier.

"Ji Duan..." Tried to call Ji Duan's name, but the young man had completely fainted. Xie Jin and Wen Liang worked together to lift the unconscious Ji Duan to Droktada's bed, looking at the same pale face as last night, Xie Jin felt a little out of power.

Not physically, but mentally incapacitated. Despair is like a net approaching quietly in the dark night, pushing him little by little to a situation where there is no way to escape. Now it's not just He Nian, if even Ji Duan can't hold on, then he...

"There is no medicine, now we can only wait for the sacrifice." Xie Jin slowly squatted on the ground, he buried his face between his legs, grabbed the tiny hair on both sides of his temples, "What to do, there are four days left. …”

Droktada looked at Xie Jin who was curled up there, then looked up at Wen Liang, her face was full of confusion, "I, I'm going to invite grandma over!"

After she finished speaking, she rushed out of the room and ran to the darkroom where Grandma Yang was, where the voice of Manchu communication was soon heard.

Ji Duan lay quietly on the girl's simple bed, as if he was asleep except that his face was pale, Wen Liang stepped forward to probe his breath, and retracted his fingers with a heavy expression.

"Is that the same way last night?" Wen Liang touched Xie Jin's shrugged shoulders, "You get up first, wait for Droktada's grandma to come over, and let's think of a solution together."

He didn't tell Xie Jin about Ji Duan's loss of breath, but tried his best not to let Xie Jin notice it, which was also what Ji Duan begged him to do when he was alone with Ji Duan.

Let Xie Jin sit on a chair next to her, and the two did not communicate verbally. Five minutes later, Aunt Yang, who lived in the next room, was helped by Droktada to the bedside.

The wrinkled but bony hand stroked Shang Ji Duan's face, and Grandma Yang muttered something, "My grandma said that this kind of situation is rare for him. As usual, for those who are blessed by the shaman, at least the curse will not spread. So fast."

Droktada was half-kneeling by the bed, and her grandma was still saying something they couldn't understand, "Huh? My grandma also said that, unlike the first time, this time he was incomplete."

"Incomplete? Where is incomplete?" Xie Jin didn't know what Grandma Yang meant by incompleteness. Apart from being cursed, Ji Duan also lost his memory... Wait, lack of memory?

"Let me take a look." Wen Liang looked serious, Droktada gave him a place, he leaned on the bed, and put his left hand to the center of Ji Duan's forehead.

Seeing Wen Liang closing his eyes, Xie Jin became more and more uneasy. If Ji Duan's amnesia was not an accident, but what other reasons? So Grandma Yang just said that he was incomplete?

"The situation is exactly as Grandma said." Wen Liang retracted his hand, and it was the first time he had met Ji Duan in this situation, "I approached Ji Duan when we first met, maybe it was under the influence of the curse, I just thought he was a The soul comes out of the body, you know that people have three souls and seven souls."

Xie Jin stared at Wen Liang blankly, he seemed to have a premonition of what the other party would say next, "I know that people have three souls, Taiguang, Shuangling and Youjing."

"That's right, the fetal light is also the living soul. I thought at first that Ji Duan's soul was the biggest element away from the main body. Corpse dog, Fushi, sparrow Yin, silkworm thief, non-poison, decontamination, and stinky lung. These seven souls were the seven souls he had at the time. Not one soul is missing."

Wen Liang pinched Ji Duan's chin, watching the unconscious Ji Duan swaying in the direction of his hand, like a puppet without strings.

"But it's different now. He has lost at least two of his three souls and seven souls. He is here as a living soul, but he lacks the sense soul and corpse dog."

Frowning tightly, Wen Liang just wanted to search for the package from behind, but found that they were still traveling lightly at this time, and most of the luggage was returned to the other party in Li's old house.

"So, the memory loss is due to the lack of consciousness, and the coma is due to the corpse dog's separation?" Xie Jin knelt beside the bed, and next to Ji Duan were Wen Liang and Grandma Yang. He could only grab the quilt under Ji Duan.

Wen Liang shook his head, he had quickly tapped Ji Duan several times during the conversation with Xie Jin, "It's just a possibility, it doesn't mean that these things will really cause him to have this kind of situation, you have to be clear that it will cause him to be unconscious It is a curse to wake up and even become what you are now."

It was because of the curse that Ji Duan's soul came out of the body, and it was also because of the curse that they had been deceived for a long time, mistakenly thinking that Ji Duan's soul was not a serious problem.

"I have a question, Aunt Yang." Xie Jin took deep breaths to keep himself calm. He swallowed a few saliva and asked Droktada to translate for him with his eyes, "If he is not full of soul, will he delay the cracking of the curse?"

The silver-haired Grandma Yang didn't answer immediately. She was silent for a while, looked at Xie Jin with her cloudy pupils, and said a long paragraph.

"My grandma said that she has never tried it. The true shaman will not necessarily accept the request of a person with an incomplete soul, even if it is a life-threatening matter."

Seemingly unbearable, Droktada was a little afraid to look at Xie Jin's expression, she bit her lower lip and continued to translate, "Because the true shaman can't determine whether the person who lost his soul has done anything against morality, so if you want to pass Sacrifices to break the curse, I am afraid that the lost soul must be retrieved first, of course, you can also choose to try first."

"Maybe the Shaman God will show mercy to you?" The last sentence was added by Zhuo Ketuo Dajia. She followed her grandmother for many years in sacrificial ceremonies. In her eyes, the God has always been compassionate for a lifetime.

"As for whether he can survive the sacrifice ceremony, you don't have to worry too much." Droktada grinned at Xie Jin, trying to use his smile to make him feel that it was not the end of the road.

After straightening Grandma's body, Droktada put his hand on Ji Duan's chest, "Although the beliefs are different, I also admit that the capable people of other religious schools are very powerful."

"Look." The girl lay beside her grandma, motioning Xie Jin to look, her hand remained still, but it rose and fell slightly on Ji Duan's chest, "The breathing has recovered, it was the few strokes just now that helped. "

"Your friend is really amazing." She smiled at Xie Jin again, her smiling eyes were like crescent moons in the sky, looking at Wen Liang beside her with playfulness and agility.

"Wen Liang, Xie Jin, and Ji Duan on the bed, I remember you all."

Droktada stuck out her tongue mischievously, she helped Grandma Yang beside the bed, and said, "You can discuss the countermeasures, Grandma said that she will tell me a secret recipe later, which can restrain the spread of the curse to a certain extent, although it is not long-term. It's a plan, but it's not a big problem to delay it until the day of the sacrifice."

He helped Grandma to walk out the door. The heavy footsteps of the old people came from the wooden floor. After watching Droktada send Grandma Yang into the darkroom again, and did not come out immediately, Wen Liang spoke up.

"What do you think? Do you use the prescription to delay until the sacrifice begins, or take Ji Duan over the mountain and out of the village to find his soul that doesn't know where it is?"

Xie Jin pursed his lips tightly. Wen Liang's question was exactly what he was struggling with at this moment, but no matter how he looked at it, the former was a little more realistic, not to mention where Ji Duan lost his soul, just because Ji Duan left the village with such a weak body, It is impossible to cross the mountains and return to the modern society outside.

"I, I think the first method is safer." Xie Jin forced himself to recognize the current situation in the shortest possible time. It can be said that Ji Duan's life and death rights are in his and Wen Liang's hands, but any wrong decision will have consequences. Irreparable.

Wen Liang also nodded after hearing this, obviously he thought Xie Jin's decision was correct, "Indeed, I have waited for three days, since there is medicine that can suppress the curse, I am not afraid to wait another four days."

Sitting down on the bed, Wen Liang stared at Xie Jin's lonely profile, "By the way, I heard from Old Ji before that he lost his memory and woke up in an abandoned paradise, where the two of you first met, right. Bar."

"Incomplete Ji Duan" is still a small theater trying to relax the atmosphere

Wen Liang: (touching Ji Duan's eyebrows) Mmmm...Old Ji is not very complete.

Xie Jin: What? Where is it incomplete? !

Wen Liang: He didn’t have ○○

Ji Duan lying on the bed: (〝▼皮▼)