Ignoring Gong Chen's complaints, Father An led Yu Siqi directly upstairs.

When they reached the door of the operating room, they found Dr. Be, on the other side of the balcony, leaning against the wall alone, smoking a smoky cigarette, staring at the rain curtain outside.

Before Siqi approached, he took out the cigarette butt, threw it at his feet and stepped on it with his heel a few times, and then quickly ran to the operating room to say hello to them and walked in.

Yu Siqi's first impression was that this place had become darker than before, as if for some reason he didn't understand, Don't worry about Xing and Gong Chen had covered the light source in the room with a broken wooden board that they didn't know where to go, leaving only the occasional glimmer of 'surviving' from the cracks.

The previous operating table is also missing, and there is no doubt that it must have been discarded somewhere else.

After the three of them formally met in the dimly lit clearing, Don't worry about not saying any superfluous words, but directly stretched out his hand and said, "Give me the coin." ”

After Yu Siqi heard it, he hurriedly fumbled in his pocket for a while, found a few coins and handed them over.

The silver-white coin glowed milky white in Don't worry's hand, but in the blink of an eye, it was blackened. He didn't say anything, but took a few steps back and placed the coins one by one in the places he had already placed.

It was also at this time that Yu Siqi could barely see clearly that a magic circle had been drawn on his face through that 'hard-won' glimmer.

After doing this, Don't worry about reaching out again and saying, "Do you have a cup?" ”

"Of course," Father Ann handed over the cup very interestingly, and took the cup without worrying about it, and deliberately pinched it in his hand and said, "Sterling silver?" It's hard to find! ”

"We are lucky," said Father Ann, smiling and throwing the book to him, "this is a good book, and if you may, I hope you will not spoil it." ”

"The stupid majority? I know the author of this book, but unfortunately he was a little confused in his later years. Don't worry about not looking at the book, just throw it in the middle of the circle and say: "This book should be given to me, and I will give you a handwritten book when I have the opportunity to go back, this kind of machine printing does not have that faint ink fragrance." ”

"Then you're going to have to talk about it," said Father Ann, apparently interested in the verbal agreement.

"For the rest, let me think... Candy is probably nothing to count on. And that bird," Don't worry about turning his face to look at the birdcage, and then at Yu Siqi and said, "It seems to be the product of some kind of vicious curse." What's your name, little bird? ”

"How do you know I can talk?" William finally couldn't help but ask. To be honest, it's not easy for it to be able to fish all the way for so long, at least that's what Yu Siqi thinks. Don't worry about why you can see through him at a glance that he can speak, which makes me very concerned. So, in some ways, William's question is also his own.

"Usually cursed species speak, and I've cursed a few self-inflicted 'fools' myself, none of whom have retained their talent for speech." Don't worry about cutting the palm of your hand with a scalpel, letting the blood flow from the wound to the cup, and say, "Since there is no living thing, I can only use my own blood." After all, forcibly taking blood from you would be a bit inhumane. ”

"But you're like this!" Yu Siqi was a little surprised by Don't worry about his sudden bloodletting.

"A normal person can donate 400 milliliters of blood a month, but I only need to donate about 150 milliliters this time, so don't worry about me." Don't worry about shaking it with your hand when the cup is almost half full, and then squeezing it hard, the wound heals at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Then, he rested the blood-stained scalpel at his feet, slowly poured the cup of blood, and sprinkled it onto the circle. The coins placed on the circle began to light up one by one, and the books began to flip through on their own unattended.

Finally, as it flips faster and faster.

When the pages were turned to the end and closed again, bursts of scarlet blood rose from the circle.

And in the blood mist, the figure of a person gradually became clear.

When Yu Siqi took a closer look, he found that it was not Bao Congxin!

"Why do you always pick this kind of time, huh?" Bao Congxin, who was wearing pajamas, sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Don't worry about asking impatiently.

Although the video and audio conveyed through the blood mist were not as real as he imagined, so that Yu Siqi couldn't clearly feel how unhappy Bao Congxin was, he could still hear that the other party obviously had a hundred reasons for reluctance, but he couldn't refuse. After all, this tone can't be wrong.

"Why do you always get addicted to this, huh?" Don't worry about Xing asked rhetorically, which made Bao Congxin's face even more embarrassed, but he was not a good person, and quickly recovered to a happy expression and said: "Let's say, it's definitely not to cross the throttle to chat with me." ”

"You have time to have fun and don't care about the situation here?" Don't worry about asking.

"I'm relieved to have you, not to mention that you know, there should be no one in this world who wants you to die as soon as possible more than me." Bao Congxin said what was in his heart without hesitation.

"If humans are cruel creatures by nature, you're probably the best of them all." Don't worry about the cold return to Bao Congxin's speech.

"Accept your good words, then please hurry up and explain the situation. It's hard to say that the priest is here! Bao Congxin raised his voice slightly, glanced at Yu Siqi and said, "Oh... And you, is Gong Chen dead? ”

"He's resting downstairs," Yu Siqi didn't particularly like this way of speaking, so he replied in a very cold tone.

"Because there are no 'outsiders', do you just tear off the disguise, Bao Congxin?" Fr. Ann asked.

"It's up to you to understand it, Father." Bao Congxin turned his face and shouted something that they couldn't hear, then straightened his face and said, "Look, Nana has been washed and is waiting for me." I don't have much time left for you, after all, I still have 'business' to do. ”

"Aren't you interested in the defection of Zhang Dezhuang and others?" Don't worry about asking in a reprimanding tone.

"Of course interested, but so what? In fact, I'm not afraid to tell you the truth, according to the report submitted by Tang Jian, the entire Tangjiawan will completely disappear from this world in three hours. So do you think I need to care about one more 'thing' that is about to be lost? Especially when you know you can't stop it! "There is something chilling in Bao Cong's eyes, which is an element that only a 'hard-hearted' person possesses.

"So that's why you're so proud?" Don't worry about raising your eyebrows and asking, "I'm afraid you haven't forgotten that I'm not the kind of existence that will die just because an area disappears." ”

"Of course I remember what you are, 'Doctor'. But I also know that even you will not be able to return to Sinsong and come back to me in just a few decades. So, isn't it a wonderful thing to be able to live the second half of your life 'carefree'? A strange smile appeared on Bao Congxin's face.

"That's not a reason for you to put other people's lives on the line, don't forget who you are, and the oath you once made." Don't worry, shout.

"What else can I do? Tell me, doctor. At a time when the whole area is completely isolated, everyone is rejoicing in the New Year, and only a few people are left in the institution today, what else can I do to make you satisfied? Bao Congxin seemed to have been suppressed for a long time, and vented his inner words.

"I paid the price with my blood, not to hear you whine." Don't worry about Xing, but he didn't have much reaction to Bao Congxin's words, and said calmly: "Send Tang Jian's report, and in return, I will also compile the currently known past into a document and send it to you." ”

There was a brief silence, and the sound of slippers came from behind Xin. A vague figure of a woman swayed back and forth in the blood mist, and the figure of Bao Congxin gradually faded away from the blood mist, leaving only a group of expectant guys staring at Don't worry about it with an embarrassed face.

For a while, no one spoke, only the sound of William pecking at the birdcage out of boredom.