Chapter Twenty-Nine: The First Sight
"What are these?"
The same question, Zhou Yan asked just now, almost exactly the same, so calm, but at the moment he was so excited. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
Just because he saw!
What did he see? How is this seeing different from the previous one?
The whitewashed room on all sides, the bright but miserable white fluorescent lamp, and a simple iron bed, this is the approximate idea of this room.
With its pink walls, white lights, and snow-white sheets, it looks like a hospital ward.
But Zhou Yan felt that this was definitely not a hospital.
Even if the air is filled with the exact same smell of disinfectant water, there is nothing but the dead air that has been extinguished.
This bright and tidy room, although it is a monotonous white, does not give people a feeling of oppression, but a kind of lightness of the soul.
In front of the bed was a young man, dressed dignified and elegant, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses to look more stable and mature. This person is Yang Zisang!
This room is still this room, this person is still this person, Fang just saw it, and now it is also seen, so what is it?
What are those?
And what are those weird creatures cowering in the corners, struggling in the shadows of the room?
"I brought them in, I wanted to show you, but I didn't expect them to last long in the enchantment." Yang Zisang pushed the gold wire glasses that slipped off the bridge of his nose, and through the lenses of the glasses, Zhou Yan couldn't understand what the look in Yang Zisang's eyes was.
It was just a matter of words, and those creatures that were curled up in a ball were black and gray in an instant, and they ceased to exist.
"These are ghosts!"
Ghost?
What is Ghost?
When I was in the Orphanage, there were always mischievous children, and wise mothers would tell them bedtime ghost stories. With these bedtime ghost stories, force them to fall asleep quickly.
That ghost is extremely ugly, and has come to eat children who are disobedient and do not sleep!
Is this a ghost?
"Want to see it?" Yang Zisang asked.
Zhou Yan nodded as an answer.
Yang Zisang's hand is no longer the hand pushing the glasses, at this moment, this is the hand that guides the way!
Not far away, the window!
"Look!"
What's outside the window?
It's daytime, and you can see things clearly outside.
House? Tree? Or a pedestrian vehicle?
Is that all?
Suddenly, the world in Zhou Yan's eyes was dark, completely dark. It's just that in this darkness you can still see that window, see the houses, trees, vehicles, pedestrians, and even see light in this darkness!
It's summer daylight, but why is it dark?
There is something else in this darkness!
Zhou Yan saw a large cover, like a huge soap bubble, and like a light screen, covering the room where Zhou Yan was, and even some places around it. In this hood, there is no darkness and no light!
But outside this hood, there is darkness all over the world.
Outside the hood, there are houses, trees, pedestrians, and vehicles, all of which are common, and it is not surprising enough. But the only difference is one thing, that is, where do all these strange creatures come from?
Floating in the sky is like a crow that has no skeleton but can still fly.
Crawling on the ground was like a toad that had been soaked in sewage for a long time, with the body of a beast.
What are these?
The crow hovered in the air, lingering around a small car. A reptile bites a man's leg and clings to it. There are also many reptiles that climb onto the shoulders, heads, and limbs of individuals, as if they have become one with people.
Pedestrians came and went in a hurry, one by one either with sad faces, or fierce eyes, or cunning and deceitful, or feminine. The man dragged his own leg, and walked with great difficulty, but as if he had not seen the creeper, he walked by himself. An old man was hunched like a cooked shrimp, just because he was carrying several strange beasts on his back. There was also a woman who was holding a child by the ear all the way, cursing as she walked, and was holding a large bird around her neck.
Zhou Yan was already shocked by these things in front of him, and he didn't even realize how he could see them at this moment. How can you see so clearly and carefully. Even the sweat drops on the man's forehead, the wrinkles on the old man's face, and the tears hanging from the corners of the child's eyes were all clear, as if they were right in front of him.
"These ...... What is it? ”
Zhou Yan's mouth was dry, and his voice was extremely light and hoarse, but it could clearly reach Yang Zisang's ears.
Yang Zisang took off his glasses, revealing his eyes that were brighter than the night sky and evening stars, and said with a smile: "These are ghosts!" ”
Ghost? Is it really a ghost?
Are there really ghosts in the world?
Can ghosts really hurt people?
If there are no ghosts in the world, how can a young driver let a whistling car crash into a silver-haired old man he has never met, and then run desperately, leaving a six-year-old child crying in a pool of blood?
If there are no ghosts in the world, how can a nameless fire burn in a family that is already shrouded in pain for no reason, and everything is reduced to ashes under the fire, except for a child who is only slightly dehydrated, and nothing serious?
If there were no ghosts in the world, how could Mama Qu, who was in the prime of life and had no disasters and diseases, suddenly die in the orphanage?
If there are no ghosts in the world, where are there so many bad and wicked people in the world?
If there are no ghosts in the world, how can there be so many injustices and injustices in the world?
If there are no ghosts in the world, where do the living come from?
If there are no ghosts in the world, where will the dead go?
If there are no ghosts, then who am I? Who are you?
How can there be no ghosts in this world?
"Huh...... Who are you? Who am I? "Zhou Yan seems to have entered a demonic barrier, like sadness and joy, like laughter and crying.
Yang Zisang did not answer his question, or rather, Yang Zisang did not answer his question directly.
His eyes were fixed on the window, and his hand was on the window.
Under the shroud of the earthly sky, there was a light, and behind the light was a shadow.
The handover of light and dark, not distinguishing the light.
It dissipates in an instant, and light and darkness blend.
Just because you can see the inside of the house doesn't mean you can see inside the house.
But now, you can see it!
Inside the room was a very sweet, fragrant piece of honey, while outside the room was a swarm of buzzing flies.
Originally, the honey was covered with a large shield against odors, and the flies had to wander around without being satisfied.
At this moment, the hood dispersed, and the swarm of flies came in.
Countless strange birds and beasts all rushed towards the house.
They are the real fierce eyes!
Zhou Yan sat on the bed, looking at the reactionary situation outside the house, and his face became more and more inexplicably white.
The wind is the black wind!
Clouds, it's dark clouds!
Zhou Yan felt as if his heart was being clenched tightly by a big hand, squeezing it tightly.
This overwhelming black wind and dark clouds invisibly had a huge force to suppress Zhou Yan.
His limbs could not move, and he could only gasp for air.
But no matter what, no matter how the wind and rain rolled outside, or the dying breath of Zhou Yan inside the house, it could not affect Yang Zisang who was gradually standing in front of the window.
His expression was resolute, and his eyes were as bright as a torch!
The black wind and dark clouds stirred the heavens and the earth, and there were bursts of beasts and birds.
Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed, and even the darkness itself was completely lit.
This lightning bolt could be a gaze, or it could be a sword light.
It's fleeting, it's fleeting.
In an instant, the world is calm, and the surroundings are clear.
Yang Zisang's eyes flashed with golden light like the sun and the moon, and the sword light in his hand flickered like flames.
He laughed, "Who are we?"
As you can see
We are, ghost killers! ”