Adults like to adapt stories for children so beautifully that they end with the phrase "In the end, they were happy together", no matter how bad and sad the story had in the first place.

He Qianjue shouldn't have been so interested in a fairy tale told to children, but this story inexplicably gave He Qianjue a wonderful illusion of empathy, and occasionally for a moment, he felt that this story had really happened, and in a corner of this world, it had been real and wonderful.

But the ending is not Zhuo Qianqian's simple sentence - "In the end, they are happily together".

He Qianjue didn't want to think about it, if he thought about it, he would start to can't help but remember, and once he remembered, he felt that his head hurt again. He had no choice but to reach out and rub his temples, and at this moment, Zhuo Qianqian seemed to see something, and suddenly shouted to He Qianjue: "Uncle, look! It's my father and mother!"

Zhuo Qianqian seemed to be excited, the whole person jumped high, stretched out her hand and pointed to the other side, He Qianjue looked in the direction of her finger.

He soon saw a couple standing in front of the counter in the hospital hall, who seemed to be talking to the nurse at the front desk, the couple He Qianjue looked very familiar, and then he quickly remembered that this was the couple who broke into the hospital gate with their daughter covered in blood at the beginning, they seemed to have sent the child to the emergency room of the hospital, and now they came out to settle the fee or sign at the counter.

He Qianjue recalled the scene when the couple entered the hospital with their daughter covered in blood, and then looked at Zhuo Qianqian's soul next to her. Zhuo Qianqian seemed to be excited, and hurriedly ran to her parents, but she didn't hear He Qianjue's words to keep her: "Xiqian!

Zhuo Qianqian didn't hear He Qianjue's words, maybe she did, but she couldn't care so much anymore, she was very happy to see her parents, she couldn't wait to jump into the arms of her parents, but when she ran to her parents, she realized that her parents didn't seem to see her at all, even if she shouted for a long time, her parents still didn't turn their heads to look at her even a glance.

"Daddy, Mommy?" Zhuo Qianqian raised her head and looked at her parents standing in front of the hospital counter in confusion, she reached out to grab her mother's hand, she naturally failed, her fingers were transparent, passed through her mother's palm, which made Zhuo Qianqian, who was only a few years old, very incomprehensible, she even became a little frightened.

She continued to call her parents, but the couple did not turn their heads to look at her once, they just continued to talk to the nurse at the front desk.

Miss Nurse said: "Your daughter's condition is good, the wound is not strict, that is, there is too much blood, and it will be fine for a few days of hospitalization observation, in addition, our hospital has a child psychological diagnosis and treatment department, do you want to contact the doctor over there, it is relatively rare for children to self-harm......

Zhuo Qianqian's mother was overjoyed when she heard this, covered her face and sobbed, and said intermittently: "How can a good child be like this......

Zhuo's father reached out and pressed on her shoulder to comfort her: "Don't think too much, Sissi will be fine soon." ”

"How can it be good!?" I don't know which fuse was lit, Zhuo's mother suddenly raised her head and shook off her husband's hand viciously, "You haven't cared about your daughter! You know every day that you go out to drink and socialize! You didn't come back until eleven or twelve o'clock for your daughter's birthday last month, and you didn't even bring back a gift! Who knows if you really have a party outside!?Zhuo Mingyu, if something happens to Sissi, it's all your fault!"

Hearing this, Zhuo Mingyu's face didn't look good, he didn't want to quarrel with his wife in the crowded hospital hall, tried to stabilize his tone, and said calmly: "Wen Shan, you calm down, this is not the occasion for quarrels." ”

"Don't worry, I'm too lazy to quarrel with you!" Wen Shan seemed to have made up her mind, and said categorically: "When my daughter is well, we will divorce!"

"What do you mean by that!?" Zhuo Mingyu also seemed to be anxious, "How old is Sissi? You're going to get a divorce? Aren't you typical of hurting her for the rest of your life?"

"It's only with you that I've really been killed for a lifetime!" Wen Shan shouted angrily.

Zhuo Qianqian watched her parents quarrel, seemed to be frightened, but soon wanted to touch her parents' hands, she is a good baby, as long as her parents quarrel, she will muster up the courage to stand up and stop, every time she comes out and shouts to her parents not to quarrel, they really won't continue to quarrel.

But Zhuo Qianqian can't touch her parents now, and of course she can't stop their dispute, so she can only watch her parents get more and more noisy, and the noise is so loud that her face is red, and finally Zhuo Mingyu even raised her hand and wanted to slap her wife hard.

At this time, the nurse next to her couldn't stand it anymore, and looked at the patients and pedestrians coming and going in the hall, she couldn't help but open her mouth to ease the atmosphere, and said: "Gentlemen, you have made a noise to others, calm down, is it more important to quarrel or the child is more important now? Your daughter's operation time is almost up, you should be able to go in to see her now." ”

Wen Shan listened to the nurse's words, reached out and pushed Zhuo Mingyu hard, and went to the emergency room where her daughter was without looking back, and Zhuo Mingyu also followed silently after tidying up his clothes.

Zhuo Qianqian looked at her parents and wanted to leave, and she also wanted to follow in a trance, she didn't understand why her parents didn't look at her at all, and she didn't understand why she reached over but couldn't touch them at all, although this kind of incomprehension would vaguely make her feel sad, but she didn't want to leave her parents' side, she didn't want to follow her parents' footsteps with small steps, but at this moment, she heard the singing.

The sound of someone singing.

It was a wonderful sound, ethereal, like a song from a far, far away mountain, distant and ethereal. The voice of the song was not loud, and Zhuo Qianqian couldn't make out what the words were singing in the song, but it was amazing that Zhuo Qianqian felt that this song had a fatal attraction for her, and this attraction was even stronger than the idea of following her parents, so that Zhuo Qianqian forgot about her parents at that time, and looked back at the place where the song came from.

The singing voice came from the mirror where He Qianjue was staying, and his voice seemed to have attracted the attention of many other souls, and all the wandering ghosts in the entire hall began to stagger, floating in front of He Qianjue.

When Zhuo Qianqian was also attracted by this voice and floated in front of He Qianjue, He Qianjue stopped "singing", no, in fact, he was not singing, he was just singing, chanting a summoning word, a kind of summoning word that can summon the soul.

It is necessary to sing the spirit summoning words in a similar form to the spirit to have the effect of spirit calling, which is also a kind of spell for cultivators, and the higher the cultivator who sings the spirit calling, the better the effect. However, this spirit summoning word is relatively rare, because this spell can summon not many souls, and the range is not large, and the effect is not particularly good, so cultivators prefer to use props such as spirit flags to summon spirits.

However, if there are no props, this is usually the only way to do it.

In the case that everyone in the cultivation world relies on all kinds of powerful props and spells, the primitive method of evoking spirit words has gradually been forgotten, so that there are even some cultivators in the cultivation world at this stage who do not know the existence of such a thing as "spirit summoning words".

He Qianjue knew about it, although he couldn't figure out why he knew, but now, he just wanted to keep Zhuo Qianqian's footsteps.

Now Zhuo Qianqian can't follow her parents to find her body, otherwise something extremely bad will happen, so He Qianjue wants to keep her, if she just calls her name, Zhou Qianqian will definitely not look back at He Qianjue, and in desperation, He Qianjue can only chant the spirit call.

However, as soon as this spirit summoning word was sung, now not only Zhuo Qianqian, but even other souls were also attracted by He Qianjue.

Many souls in the hospital look like a muddy white mist, this kind of soul that will be taken away by the ghost officials at any time, even if you can see or even talk to them, they will not react much to you, because they forget things so much, often after you finish a thing, they don't even remember what you said.

So He Qianjue ignored the other gathered spirits, he squatted in front of Zhuo Qianqian with a mirror, and said to the little girl, "Qianqian, you can't follow your parents. ”

Zhuo Qianqian looked sad, she asked He Qianjue with a crying voice: "Why? Qianqian couldn't touch her mother's hand just now, did something terrible happen? Could it be that Qianqian is already dead? Qianqian is so scared......

"Don't be afraid, uncle can let you go home, and he can also let you go back to your parents. He Qianjue reluctantly told the little girl, he squinted at the little girl, "But you have to listen to your uncle, every step must follow the steps I said, otherwise once you make a mistake, you will never be able to go home again, and you will never see your parents again." ”

Zhuo Qianqian may not understand it when she is young, but He Qianjue's words "I can never see my parents again" scared her, and she nodded vigorously in a hurry: "Qianqian will work hard, uncle, what should Qianqian do?"

"It's not that hard, kid. He Qianjue smiled and spoke gently.

He hung his head, the hair at the corners of his forehead falling softly with his movements, and a dim light reflected on his face from the mirror, a beautiful face that made even a little girl Zhuo Qianxi's eyes straighten. He Qianjue's tone was light and full of bewitching power, and he said in a low voice: "You just need to make a deal with me." ”