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Chapter 110 Fifth Movement: The Truth...
The things bought and sold in the ghost market are strange and weird. There is a kind of wine barrel that is half the height of a person. According to the description, there is a liquid called "Liquan" in it.
There is an ancient "Zhuangzi Qiushui" that "there is a bird in the south, and its name is the pheasant. The pheasant originates in the South China Sea and flies in the North Sea; it does not stop unless it is a phoenix tree, it does not eat unless it is practiced, and it does not drink unless it is a sweet spring."Liquan is a sacred object of the Fenghuang family, and now it is often bought and sold in ghost markets.It is rumored that a bucket of Liquan can dissolve two or two sins, the less sins, the less suffering after entering the yin and yang way.Therefore, Liquan can be regarded as a luxury in the ghost market. Only ghosts who have done good deeds and accumulated virtues, have extremely high fortunes, or have enough tributes are eligible to drink a sip or two.
As the sun rises, most of the Liquan wine barrels are empty, and the barrels are just big enough to accommodate a strong man, or two skinny men.
Jun Zhi ran all the way with Bao Le looking for traces, but did not see the three of Shen Wangyan.But if you go further, you will find the ghost market. Even if they don't know the way, they won't see a group of ghosts gathering in front of them, and they will foolishly send them to the door.
The little girl was panting from exhaustion, and ran all the way looking back and forth in the direction she came from.After finally stopping to rest for a while, she put her hands on Jun Zhi's shoulders: "I seemed to be in the crowd, no, I saw Luo Xin in the crowd of ghosts."
Jun Zhi ignored her.
"I didn't lie to you," Bao Le thought he didn't believe it, and emphasized again, "Although there are many people who look alike, there is always a deep mark on that ghost's neck, and I saw her twist her headCome down, stuff something into your neck, it scares me... Did you listen to what I said?"
As she spoke, the shoulders resting on her hands softened, Jun Zhi finally couldn't hold on under her noise, and fell forward in a daze.
Bao Le was taken aback, maybe she didn't notice that the other person's face was becoming more and more lifeless, maybe she didn't notice him falling down at the first time.But the moment she saw Jun Zhi fall, her heart stopped for half a second.He was always like this, even if he couldn't hold on any longer, even if he chose to die without telling her, he would always tell her nothing.Seeing this kind of scene too much, almost PTSD, Bao Le is most afraid of him falling down in front of her in this life.
The little girl caught the man reflexively. In order to catch him, she knocked her knees against the wall of the wine barrel, and the pain came to her head instantly, but she couldn't scream to attract the ghost.
Shen Wangyan saw this scene when he lifted the lid of the wine barrel - Jun Zhi was thin but he was not light at all, with knocked knees on one side and breathless weight on the other.The little girl, dizzy from the pain, silently grabbed the hair on the back of Junzhi and bit it, not letting herself make a sound.
Young Master Shen made a small gesture, and finally caught her attention.
The two joined forces to carry Jun Zhi into a wine barrel, and the young master wanted to get in together to accompany him, but Bao Le ruthlessly drove him away.She made a face at Shen Wangyan herself, and quickly closed the lid of the wine barrel.The completely enclosed space in the wine barrel is a bit cramped for two adults. Fortunately, Bao Le is not tall, and Jun Zhi is also very thin, just big enough for them to curl up next to each other.
The little girl took out her mobile phone, turned on a relatively dim flashlight, and shone on Jun Zhi.
He is an omnipotent person, always walking in front, always playing the role of protector, it is rare to see him lying down with his eyes closed so vulnerable.His face was ridiculously pale, and his breathing was very weak. She pulled his eyelids, checked his pupils, and found that there was initial laxity.
Jun Zhi said that the ghost market can suck the vitality of the living, and if you wait until the sunrise, you will be completely hopeless.
But if these are true, why is she okay?Not only was she fine, Shen Wangyan was also fine.If you want to talk about physical fitness, she and Shen Wangyan are definitely the last ones in the team, but Shen Xing'er, whose physical fitness is similar to theirs, was the first to be recruited.Even now, Bao Le glanced at his watch, at 5:15 in the morning, even Jun Zhi couldn't hold it anymore, but she still didn't feel any discomfort at all.
In other words, in the Ya'an soul refining field, the water monkey was only afraid of her and Shen Wangyan's blood, and Abu's soul bell was only effective for her and Shen Wangyan.
But it's useless to think about these things now. If you don't know the way out, everyone will end up dead in the end.Bao Le glanced at Jun Zhi with some depression. Under the dim light, her eyes fell from his eyes to his lips, and her Adam's apple under the shadow of his chin.
It is said that artificial respiration can save people. You say that artificial respiration is useful in this situation where Yang Qi is sucked away?
Just when Bao Le was thinking wildly, the phone vibrated suddenly, don't ask where the signal from the ghost market is, just ask.The little girl was shocked, she quickly covered her phone, and switched to a silent and vibration-free mode.After the adjustment, she found that the shock just now was actually Shen Wangyan who sent her a WeChat message, and Bao Le was determined to kill him.
Do not disturb during the essay: You are not secretly teasing Uncle Jun while he is fainted, are you?Don't reply me a message for half a day!
Everyone loves Jiang Baole:???
Don't disturb in the middle of the essay: Yes, it seems that there are no friends, Sister Bao Le~ What should we do now?
Jiang Baole, whom everyone loves: Of course, you are looking for an exit. Anyway, you are also called Shen Wangyan, so you are not reliable at all!
Don't disturb in the middle of the paper: Now that we are both awake, if you diss the revolutionary comrades again, our fragile alliance can be disbanded.Anyway, according to what you said, I am the immediate superior of the Prison Department of the Ghost City, maybe if I go out and say a few words, they will take me out with a big sedan chair.
Bao Le turned over Byakugan and typed quickly: Then you go!See if I can stop you!
Do Not Disturb During The Essay: Black Question Mark.JPG
Don't bother me in the middle of the paper: Okay sister, I was wrong, don't be as knowledgeable as your younger brother.Before Uncle Jun fainted, did he say anything to you?
Bao Le tried hard to remember, but the more he remembered, the more he wanted to cry.If he said something, she would never forget it, but if he didn't say it, it meant that he didn't know how to solve the current situation.There is a specialization in art, and Jun Zhi is good at dealing with living people, but if he is dealing with ghosts, he still has to rely on Jiang Ning.
But Jiang Ning was not there at such a critical time.
Everyone loves Jiang Baole: Why don't you go out and try it out, what if the director of the ghost city really gives you face?
Do not disturb in the paper: ...
Don't disturb during the essay: Jiang Baole, are you still human?
Too lazy to say any more words to Shen Wangyan, Bao Le turned off the phone.Although she was chatting with Young Master Shen on WeChat just now, she was typing with one hand, and the other hand never moved away from Jun Zhi's pulse.His pulse was getting weaker and weaker until just now she couldn't even feel it.
Now is the time to argue with Young Master Shen, if you don't think of a way, there is really no way out.
Simply keep trying everything in a desperate situation, although she doesn't know if a person who has been sucked out of their soul and yang energy can be rescued through artificial respiration.But since she and Shen Wangyan are fine, it means that they have special physiques. What if the breath passed through their mouths also has special effects?
That's how it's played on TV!
The more he thought about it, the more reliable he felt, Bao Le supported the back of Jun Zhi's head with one hand, and covered his hand with the other.This... how to say it?Straight lip to lip?It seems that you should open your mouth, after all, you have to breathe.
Without the light of the flashlight, the space inside the wine barrel was actually pitch black. Bao Le closed his eyes, but the first time he didn't kiss Jun Zhi's lips, her kiss landed on the tip of his nose.Not knowing what went wrong, the little girl realized that she had kissed the wrong place, and when she let go of him, lights lit up around her.
That is not the light in the real sense, just like being in the land of enlightenment, where it is dark but you can see everything clearly.
It was a kind of light called heart light, which instantly lit up the space they were in.There were yin and yang dao texts flying out of Jun Zhi Zhi's body—yes, it took Bao Le a long time to figure out that these yin and yang dao texts came from Jun Zhi Zhi's body, not the fan in his hand.
In fact, Yin Yang Dao Wen seems to vary from person to person, and there are many versions.Of the several yin and yang essays she has seen, Young Master Shen's has the most words, but it is very immature, with very light color, slender and elegant fonts.The Yin-Yang Taoism in "The Twelve Chapters of Yin-Yang" is a kind of vicissitudes of life and sophisticated writing. Although the number of words is not many, each word shows its foundation.The Yin-Yang Dao script on Jun Zhi’s fan is the most domineering among them. To make an inappropriate analogy, if different Yin-Yang Dao scripts express the same meaning at the same time, the one on the folding fan will be the one left in the end.
As for the yin and yang Taoism on Jun Zhi, they have the same root and origin as the one on his folding fan. There are similarities, but there are also many differences.
These words danced around them, with a kind of light that allowed people to see everything clearly, even she could clearly see the fine lines on Jun Zhi's lips.These words danced for a long time according to the trajectory, and finally a misfit suddenly jumped on Jun Zhi's nose, where she had just kissed.
Bao Le tilted his head, the more he looked at it, the more he felt that the word seemed to be "blood".
What do you mean?Could her blood save him?The little girl blinked her eyes, but now there is no better way after all, so let the blood just bleed, it's always okay to try.I thought about this in my heart, but the actual operation was very difficult. First of all, she didn't bring a knife, and the anti-wolf spray was enough.Jun Zhi didn’t have a knife on him either, and his Ziwu Yinyangrui was left in the original world. After coming to the Mirror Realm, he had no spare clothes for him. Even the clothes he wore belonged to the Mirror Realm Junzhi, and he only had one thing for self-defense.Take the folding fan.
But the edge of this fan seems to be very sharp, the little girl took the folding fan from his waist, and opened it carefully.
But the fan seemed to have a consciousness of its own, before it was fully opened, it slipped out of her hand, cut a cut on her right shoulder, closed the fan again, and returned to the waist of Jun Zhi.With the strength of the little girl's hand, she couldn't even pull it.
Bao Le touched his right shoulder subconsciously. The thick down jacket could be cut open by this evil fan, and it seemed to be bleeding.
After thinking for a moment, the little girl took off her down jacket. The collar of the sweater inside was very elastic, so it was not difficult to expose the wound.
The smell of blood awakened the pale Junzhi, and he opened his eyes expressionlessly, which startled Bao Le... The little girl thought it was not like Jun Zhi woke up, but like a zombie possessed by JunzhiWoke up.Although he is reticent and cold-faced, his eyes are always full of spirit. When he doesn't want to speak, his eyes can express all his emotions for him.But the current Jun Zhi doesn't have any light in his eyes, it's all gloomy.
Jun Zhi looked down at the injury on her shoulder, and leaned closer to her neck.The little girl was frightened by him and wanted to back away, but her back was firmly pressed by the opponent's hand.
With nowhere to go, Bao Le closed his eyes, thinking that he would die if he died, and now this also confirmed the saying "Life is the same quilt, death is the same acupuncture point", which is quite romantic when you think about it.Jun Zhi buried his head in her neck, first stuck out his tongue, and licked her wound lightly, then his eyes turned cold, and he frantically sucked the blood under the wound.
Could this be a vampire? No, vampires are a product of the West, and their varieties are different.
If you have to say it, Junzhi may be a kind of zombie.Zombies generally have thicker hair. In the book, she even divided different levels of zombies into white-haired zombies and green-haired zombies. Jun Zhi’s hair is also very long. Maybe she guessed it right.
Bao Le didn't know how long the blood had been sucked, and he wondered in a daze whether he had had enough.It wasn't because of the pain, in fact, the man was sucking her blood, and even itched a little.The little girl kept counting the seconds in her mind, thinking that it would be six o'clock in less than fifteen minutes.Six o'clock is the time of dawn, and it is also the time when the ghost market closes.
I don't know if fifteen minutes is enough. They found the exit that they didn't know where, and walked out.