What do people think of when they are about to die?

Liang Qiuqiu was lying on the cold floor, her mind blank.

Outside the window of the infirmary, a large group of resentful spirits under black pressure were all attracted by the exposed spiritual power of this onmyoji. In the eyes of ordinary people, this is just an ordinary teaching building, but only when you open the ghost pupil will see how terrifying the environment surrounded by hundreds of resentful spirits is!

Directly in front of Mu Jiuxing was a window with broken glass, and the group of ugly-looking resentful spirits outside were scrambling to get in, and the light on Liang Qiuqiu's bone ring was dimming little by little—she had been supporting this enchantment, and soon, she couldn't hold it anymore.

"Little star. ”

Liang Qiuqiu's face was as white as paper, sweat was dripping down, she was panting softly, her throat was dry, and her glass-like pupils had a faint sourness.

Mu Jiuxing lowered his head and looked at her.

No longer frightened and helpless as before, but calm, quiet, looking at her, waiting for her last words.

The girl pulled the dull card from her waist, and she looked at the golden star on it, and she felt like crying.

This is the contract spirit she just signed last night, I didn't expect that fate would be so shallow.

She pushed the card forward, resting her forehead against her arm, and closed her eyes in despair.

"Run!"

There's no way she's going to get out of here, but at least, this little creature who is still looking for a body can leave! With her as bait, the behemoths out there can't be interested in a little ethereal spirit, so - he still has a chance to live!

Liang Qiuqiu's expression didn't fluctuate much, she was more sad than dead, she didn't have any expectations for tomorrow, a hundred ghosts traveled, a little onmyoji who had exhausted all her spiritual power, what else could she do?

Mu Jiuxing didn't move.

Liang Qiuqiu's fingertips touched her forehead, and the dark stone she was holding tightly in her hand gradually rose into the air and flew in the direction of Mu Jiuxing.

The ice-blue barrier almost became transparent, and the entire infirmary seemed to be crumbling, and the resentful spirits looked greedily at the little girl lying on the ground, her life was slowly fading, and in a few seconds, the barrier would be shattered!

The purple stone stopped in front of the imp.

At first, it was just a faint light, but as the soul fragments gradually gathered, the light became heavier and heavier.

Mu Jiuxing's ceramic-like face was expressionless, and he looked at the dark stone in front of him, and he could feel that the lower half of his lost body was slowly condensing.

Liang Qiuqiu blinked her eyes gently, she didn't see that scene, but she knew that this little guy's body should have recovered.

Whew, so tired.

Those fragmentary memories of the past have flashed through my mind one by one, maybe people will be like this when they are dying, right?

In just a few days, he actually died twice, which is ironic.

Liang Qiuqiu even felt that the few days when she was reborn to the age of thirteen were just a dream.

The girl's breathing gradually weakened.

At the moment when the group broke through the barrier, Liang Qiuqiu fell into a deep sleep, perhaps, never to wake up again.

***

In the summer of the town, there is a gentle breeze, there are many happy running figures on the green grass, and the innocent children are enjoying the school time freely.

On the sidelines stood a young man, dressed in a black sweatshirt, watching the fiery sunset on the horizon.

In the teaching building not far behind him, there was a spiritual power belonging to the Onmyoji that was slowly fading, and as the first generation of Onmyoji, he naturally knew what it meant.

The man's facial features are very ordinary, and the slightly thicker lips are slightly hooked, as if he is smiling.

The phone rang, and he picked it up.

"Chief Deacon, everything is done, Miss Qiuqiu will definitely die. ”

"She's ?...... now It should be devoured by the spirits, and in an hour, I'll collect the corpse, don't worry. ”

“…… Yes, Dr. Xia is dead, about her younger brother...... Yes, I see. ”

Hanging up the phone, he stood on the edge of the green field and stretched, walking towards the school building in the distance.

The dense resentful spirits looked really terrifying, although he had the strength of the first generation of onmyoji, he didn't dare to provoke them directly.

To be cautious, it is safer to wait for help to arrive, and then expel the spirits.

***

In the cramped infirmary, only a few wraiths could enter, and more of them were wandering outside the window.

Liang Qiuqiu had lost consciousness.

But her petite body always exudes a smell that makes the resentful spirits salivate, so that the little ghost in mid-air makes them invariably ignore it.

The card in front of the girl lay quietly on the ground, and the Venus on the spell had no light, just like its owner, without a glimmer of hope for survival.

Mu Jiuxing's face was pale, but his eyes were stained with a thin layer of anger.

There was a force in his small body that continued to spread outward, and the resentful spirits who kept arguing and wanted to monopolize Liang Qiuqiu quieted down one by one.

Before you know it, the whole infirmary is filled with a sense of oppression.

Obviously, he didn't do anything, but for some reason, it made several resentful spirits in the room tremble involuntarily, and they raised their heads in horror to look at the ethereal spirits floating in mid-air.

Mu Jiuxing's eyes became deeper and deeper.

He didn't say a word, but let these resentful spirits retreat step by step, as if they forgot that he was just a little void spirit!

"You...... You ...... thing," one of the wraiths shuddered, and only said these few words. When he wanted to say more, he found that the little imp was looking at him, and he was so frightened that he didn't dare to squeak anymore.

The chandelier hanging in the room swayed slowly and creaked.

The withered pothos on the windowsill was left with only one flower pot, lying lonely in the afterglow of the setting sun.

The wind is blowing.

Mu Jiuxing's thin clothes were pulled by the wind, and he slowly fell to the ground.

With each step forward, the spirits took a step back to the edge of the corner.

His right arm was stretched forward, his fists clenched, and his expression was sinister. He opened his mouth slightly, and a single note came out of his mouth, and the wraith almost immediately hugged his head and begged for mercy - it seemed to be instinct!

However, the infirmary was quiet and nothing happened.

After a pause for a few seconds, Mu Jiuxing lowered his head as if he was decadent, like a child who had done something wrong.

Strange, he didn't know why he did this action, he wanted to say that word.

All he knew was that there was a strange picture in his mind, and it seemed that there was a force leading him to do so.

It seems that by doing so, you can defeat the wraith.

However, it turned out that he failed......

Liang Qiuqiu was lying at his feet, he lowered his head, looking at the girl's pale cheeks and frowning slightly.

Suddenly, I felt distressed.

They just met in Pingshui, and he didn't understand many things, but at least he knew one thing that the reason why Liang Qiuqiu provoked this resentful spirit was to help him repair his body!

Even at the last second, she was still thinking about herself, and the last two words in her life were actually - "Run!"

Mu Jiuxing bit his lip.

The yin owl aura that emanated from his body just now seemed to disappear without a trace in an instant.

He's still him, the weak, fragile ethereal.

The resentful spirits who were originally shocked by his powerful aura slowly raised their heads after not feeling the breath. They waited a few seconds and found that the breath seemed to be completely gone!

Wraith's eyes reddened.

They're furious!

This little guy has a full aura, but he didn't expect it to just scare them!

Mu Jiuxing squatted down suddenly, wanting to pick up Liang Qiuqiu, but now he was a little shorter than Liang Qiuqiu, how could he hold it?

At the moment when the resentful spirit was about to pounce up, a light appeared in front of him, and he subconsciously covered his eyes with the back of his hand, and through his fingers, two people could vaguely stand in front of him.

After the light faded, the two men knelt down together and said respectfully, "See Your Highness!" xh118