And when it came to the strangeness, Zhou Qi, who was still crackling in his speech just now, suddenly stood up: "Before the accident...... Something is really wrong. ”

"What's wrong?" Jiang Futing asked.

Lin Ziqing, who had been sitting on the edge of the bed, probably guessed what they were talking about, and went out and came in with a notebook.

Zhou Qi still said slowly on the other end of the phone: "After the court returned to the detention center after the death sentence, judging from the surveillance, he seemed to have suddenly lost his mind and gone crazy. ”

He paused as he spoke.

Jiang Futing listened carefully, and his eyes stayed on the computer video that Lin Ziqing opened for him, which was a piece of surveillance.

The surveillance video takes no more than a few minutes.

Jiang Futing recognized the person lying on the bed at a glance.

It's Lu Changrong!

It seems that Lin Ziqing got the news at that time, and he had already checked the surveillance of the black police.

Judging from the content of the monitoring alone, Lu Changrong's performance does seem quite weird, not only weird, but it can be said that it is creepy and terrifying.

Zhou Qi was obviously not very willing to face the pictures he had seen in the surveillance, and he avoided more words, and omitted a lot of content: "He behaves very much like that kind of schizophrenic patient, showing extreme fear of sudden hallucinations, and finally suffocation, but in the end he did not die of suffocation." ”

"When his asphyxiation was about to lead to death, it suddenly relieved because of the change in symptoms, after which he started screaming and died of cardiac arrest."

Zhou Qi perfectly explained his death in a scientific way through the appearance of monitoring.

He was given a 'justifiable' geographical reason, and it seemed reasonable.

But according to their current understanding, this is indeed the most perfect explanation.

Jiang Futing fast-forwarded, watched all the content in the video without changing his face, and the person in the video suddenly fell, and when he was about to die, he paused.

In just two or three seconds, he looked back and forth several times.

The speed at which it happened was so fast that Jiang Futing didn't even have time to figure out what he had done.

And the fallen man was quiet and did not do anything.

Only a second after he fell, Lu Changrong's expression changed imperceptibly.

Jiang Futing kept enlarging the content in the picture, and his expression did change a little, but probably because Jiang Li was present at the time, the threat was too heavy, and Lu Changrong was not good enough to show it too obviously.

However, looking back and forth like this, Jiang Futing tasted a hint of surprise from his slightly changing expression.

Until the moment of death, Lu Changrong's pupils were contracted, because the blood flow rate caused by excitement increased, his nose also dilated slightly, and his brows showed signs of stretching.

The only possibility that could lead to this is ······ He also suddenly thought of a way to get out at this critical juncture!

The reason for getting out can only be that there was a magic weapon hidden in his body at that time.

As long as you can dig up some clues from Lu Changrong's body and touch it, you will naturally be able to find his soul.

However, the development of things now is long since everything was different from what I thought at the beginning, even if I find Lu Changrong's soul, it doesn't seem to make much sense.

After all, there will no longer be people from the Immortal Sect who will grasp all kinds of ghost refining artifacts indiscriminately, and it will be safe to float outside.

Jiang Futing was too involved in contemplation, and forgot to reply to the person on the other end of the phone for a while, Zhou Qi called several times: "Hey, hey!" Still listening? ”

He hummed for a moment and asked casually, "Has his body been disposed of?" ”

"The forensic examination did not show any problems, not to mention that the person who was originally sentenced to death was dealt with two days ago." Zhou Qi said, "It's not ······."

"But what?"

"Hey! It doesn't matter either, after all, people are dead. Zhou Qi seemed to be smoking again, and the tink of a lighter came from the microphone, and he sighed and said: "When I was in the escort car, I asked him if he had anything to explain, but he didn't say anything, and finally made a request." ”

He took a drag on his cigarette and paused, "He said he wanted to say a few words to you." ”

"But you told me before that you were going to go on a long trip, so I directly refused, and that's it after that."

Say a word to yourself?

Jiang Futing clenched his phone.

It's probably in the vast sea of people, and it's rare to meet someone who knows his past and present, so he subconsciously thinks that he can be a lighthouse and seek solace.

"I see, does he still have a relic?" Jiang Futing asked.

"Relic?" Zhou Qi thought for a while: "If the physical evidence is counted, it is also a relic." ”

"I see, thanks."

Jiang Futing seemed to have gained something, and hung up the phone without any gain.

Just like Fang just thought, it didn't make much sense to deliberately retrieve his soul.

Time has passed, and things are changing too fast.

The people in question can become unrelated overnight.

At this point, he finally felt the exhaustion coming from his heart, overflowing from his heart like a wave, drowning his whole body.

The heart in the chest was beating "thump", and it became the most secure movement at the moment.

Wang Sili tiptoed in with porridge.

Jiang Futing once wondered if there were sleeping pills in the porridge, and he drank half a bowl and fell asleep groggily.

When I woke up again, it was almost noon the next day.

He slept quite well this night, he didn't even have a dream, and the abnormalities in his body dissipated a lot, although he was still a little soft, but there was no big problem with normal movements.

After a week away from home, it's almost time to go back.

Jiang Futing pondered to himself, walked out of the room, and found that Lin Ziqing was the only one working outside.

Probably hearing his footsteps, Lin Ziqing stopped what he was doing and turned around: "It's much better." ”

Jiang Futing nodded, glanced around the living room and didn't see the person he wanted to see: "What about Wang Sili?" ”

"She also slept so deeply that she couldn't wake up." Lin Ziqing put down the rag and said in a low voice.

The word 'also' is used very spiritually, and you can imagine how frightened he was when he was alone in the face of these two people who had slept and died.

Lin Ziqing was probably also scared by this time, for fear that the two of them waking up would be his own wishful dream.

Fortunately, Jiang Futing woke up first, breaking his terrible and absurd conjecture.

"Can I take a look?" Jiang Futing stood in the corridor and didn't move, just stared at his back quietly.

Lin Ziqing wiped the table again and threw it towards the kitchen, the rag just fell on the table by the pool, and when he turned around, Jiang Futing found that his eyes were still a little red.

He didn't say anything, just hummed simply, as if he was afraid of being seen something, he walked quickly to the front of Jiang Futing and pushed open the door of his bedroom.

Jiang Futing followed him with mixed feelings, and although he knew that the people inside were sleeping deeply, he still suppressed his steps without sound.

Wang Sili lay on the bed with a peaceful face, as if he didn't know the two people who arrived.

If it weren't for the heaving chest and slow and long breathing, I would have thought she was dead.

Jiang Futing took a cursory glance at her breath and there was nothing wrong with it, then sat down on the edge of the bed with peace of mind, and then stretched out his hand and hung it on her chest.

Turbidity suddenly overflowed from the palm of his hand and drilled into the place where the seal was sealed, and he carefully checked the artifact and the veins in her body several times

She didn't even let go of the two yin and yang qi that were swimming in her body, and she looked like a bully who robbed her house.

It wasn't until every detail was confirmed that there was no problem that the stone hanging in his heart finally fell down peacefully.

Just as he was withdrawing, Jiang Futing felt a scorching temperature in her waist.

When he was in the underworld before, he was severely scalded by the one called Vermilion Birdstone, which caused him to be particularly impressed.

Jiang Futing's turbid qi surged into her waist, and sure enough, the pendant's reaction became even more violent.

When your turbidity dissipates, the temperature will drop a bit.

It's like heinous and wicked people.

It seems to be only for themselves.

Jiang Futing estimated that it was related to the power of cultivation, Wang Sili had the qi of the Yang in his body, and the Vermilion Bird belonged to the fire, which was also the Yang, and it was normal for him to have a natural affinity for Wang Sili.

Anyway, for her, it can be regarded as a magic weapon to save her life.

He didn't dig any deeper, and carefully withdrew his strength from Wang Sili's body.

Until he opened his eyes, Lin Ziqing didn't ask or say anything from beginning to end, just like waiting for the doctor to see him, standing quietly and tensely on the side, hiding the worries and anxieties in his heart.

Jiang Futing put down his hand: "There is nothing wrong with her body." ”

Lin Ziqing's nerves from last night to the present have loosened slightly, and the corners of his eyes are visibly tired.

"But there are some things that I have to explain to you." Jiang Futing stood up and instructed Zhengse.

Lin Ziqing still silently hid her emotions, opened the door, and said calmly: "Let's go out and talk again, let her sleep well." ”

It's so calm that it's a little dreary, like a silent and vast gunsmoke.

Jiang Futing sat on the sofa, staring away at the coffee table, and still concisely summarized what happened in the underworld.

From time to time, a cold wind blows outside the window, hitting the window "dong dong", hitting the "dong dong", hitting the beautiful symphony.

In order to prevent Lin Ziqing from worrying too much, those thrilling details were all omitted by him, and only described the cause and effect.

When it came to the fact that the deputy personality could come out again, Lin Ziqing's hand holding the cup squeezed it hard.

A few drops of hot water immediately splashed out and hit the back of his hand, but he didn't feel anything, and continued to hold it indifferently.

After Jiang Futing explained the general matter, he did not mention the sealing artifact, which was also voluntary by Wang Sili.

He added: "The artifact is only sealed in her body now, but she has absorbed a part of the power, and it is a little laborious to digest, and she may often fall into a long sleep in the future." ”

Lin Ziqing kept his head down, stared at the water in the cup, and quickly grabbed the key point from his words: "What if the artifact is revived?" ”

Jiang Futing pondered for a moment and replied: "Not in a short time, before the seal, its strength has been exhausted, and the recovery will be in a few years, and Wang Sili's own strength will also ······ at that time."

"What if you recover?" Lin Ziqing interrupted him forcefully for the first time, and even his tone became a little heavier.

Jiang Futing: "Bai Tang and I will help her." ”

"Help her with what?" He finally raised his head, and asked with a wry smile on his face, "Will you help her devour the artifact like you?" ”

Jiang Futing didn't reply, and the huge living room suddenly fell into a silence full of depression.

Lin Ziqing put down the cup in his hand heavily.

The sound of "clang", with the momentum of the mountain rain coming, roughly crushed the tight balance.

For a while, from before the accident, to last night, to now, the anxiety, resentment, and pain that have been suppressed again and again are like a critical volcano about to erupt.

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