Chapter 908: What Other Wishes Do You Have?

Jiang Futing frowned slightly, lowered his head and looked at his pocket, and took out his mobile phone.

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"Hey, look, there's a door there~" Chen Dayong exclaimed.

They had clearly inspected the entire studio just now, not to mention one more door, even one more bucket of paint, they all remembered.

They are now at the door, they dare not go in, who knows if there is anything else in it~

Jiang Futing didn't speak, stepped forward and pushed the door open directly, and walked in, "Hey~"

Ning Yuan wanted to say something, but when he saw Chen Dayong following, he shook his head and followed.

Passing through the door, there was a passage inside, and after walking for a long time, I saw a staircase spiraling downward.

Jiang Futing paused, continued to walk down, less than a dozen steps, and as soon as he walked to the end, he saw a row of cages.

Hundreds of spirits were locked in cages, and they stood silently with their heads hanging down, as if they had fallen into a deep sleep.

Chen Dayong and other "people" who followed later, when they saw this scene, almost groaned, this ...... It's also surprising.

Jiang Futing took a step forward, only to see the glittering rune paper on the cage.

He paused, frowning.

In the corner of the cage, a ghost woke up from its slumber, rubbed its eyelids, opened its mouth and yawned.

Suddenly, he raised his chin and sniffed in the air, it was the boss! Jumping up like a cannonball, "Boss! Jumping forward, like a rabbit, jumping excitedly, "Boss, it's me and it's me, you save me!" ”

Jiang Futing glanced at Luo Zhiqiu, of course he knew that it was him, otherwise how could he pause?

"Boss?" Luo Zhiqiu saw Jiang Futing's calm face, and suddenly felt stunned.

Jiang Futing didn't speak, but raised his hand to untie the talisman paper and released Luo Zhiqiu.

Luo Zhiqiu cautiously floated over and said cautiously: "Boss~"

"Go back first~" Jiang Futing glanced at him and didn't speak again.

He took all those souls and wanted to wait for them to go back, so he made a way and sent them all back.

After doing all this, Jiang Futing found a formation in this place.

I saw that Ning Yuan's eyes lit up when he saw this, and he shouted excitedly: "I've seen this, in the game, it is a small prop for teleporting players." ”

Chen Dayong also squeezed in when he heard this, and said with a happy look on his face: "Then we can go back, right?" ”

When Jiang Futing heard this, he nodded and said, "Theoretically, this is right~"

"But how is this circle going to be opened?" Huang Haojie asked.

When Luo Zhiqiu heard this, he hurriedly came over and showed his ability, "I know this, I know~"

As he spoke, he saw Luo Zhiqiu silently reciting a sentence, drawing a twisted rune paper in the air, the golden light flashed, the magic circle opened, and they were sent back to the real world.

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Inside an upscale villa

Jiang Sili, who was sleeping on the table, opened his eyes suddenly, turned to look at the bed, and saw Jiang Futing open his eyes and sit up.

She happily got up and walked over, "You're finally awake?" ”

"How long has it been?" Jiang Futing asked.

"Three days~"

Jiang Futing lifted the quilt and got up, "Where are you going?" It's still dark~"

Jiang Futing put on his shoes and asked, "Did a lot of things happen in City A in the past two days?" ”

Jiang Sili looked at the dark eyes of Shangjiang Futing, he couldn't lie, "Yes~"

Jiang Futing put on his coat and said, "I still have a lot of things, you can stay good~"

After speaking, he raised his feet and walked out, Jiang Sili

Busy followed.

"Thank you for this incident, you tell Ziqing, I will invite you to dinner another day~" Jiang Futing said.

A smile appeared at the corner of Jiang Sili's mouth, "He's busy like something now~"

Jiang Futing hooked the corners of his mouth, looked at the dark outside, and sighed slightly, "There is always a chance~"

"Okay~" Jiang Sili agreed.

Jiang Futing nodded when he heard this, hurriedly left the villa, and drove away.

He drove to Ning Yuan's house, and everyone slept at night, but he was knocked on the door by Jiang Futing.

The servant yawned and wanted to ask someone, but he saw a figure hurrying in, he was stunned for a long time before he reacted, and exclaimed in fright, "Hey, sir, sir, who are you?" ”

Jiang Futing ignored it, went upstairs, pushed open Ning Yuan's door, and breathed a sigh of relief as soon as he entered, and sure enough, Ning Yuan's soul sat on the bed in a daze.

He chuckled and stepped forward to pat Ning Yuan on the shoulder, Ning Yuan was startled, stared at Jiang Futing, and found that it was he who almost pounced happily.

Jiang Futing restrained Ning Yuan with one hand, pasted a piece of talisman paper on his head, and said silently, and saw Ning Yuan disappear in front of him.

Ning Yuan's soul has been away from his body for too long, and his soul body is very weak, so he wants to return to his body immediately.

"Jiang... Mr. Jiang? ”

Jiang Futing turned around, and saw Jiang Ze looking at him with a complicated and cautious expression, and after hesitating for a moment, he spoke, "Mr. Jiang, I... My son ......"

The corners of Jiang Futing's mouth hooked slightly, "Ling Gongzi is probably awake in the hospital now." ”

Ning Ze suddenly heard the news, he showed a look of shock and surprise, his eyes were red for a while, he stepped forward, and held Jiang Futing's hand tremblingly, "Mr. Jiang, you are really the savior of my Ning someone, the great benefactor of our whole family~"

Jiang Futing's lips moved, "Uncle Ning doesn't have to be polite, Ning Yuan is my classmate, and it is right to help him~"

The two exchanged a few words, Jiang Futing stayed for a long time, seeing Ning Ze's expression, knowing that he was in a hurry to go to the hospital to see his son, he didn't delay him anymore, and said, "I still have something to do, go first~"

Ning Ze looked sorry and guilty: "Mr. Jiang, I'm really sorry that we bothered you to make such a trip, and we haven't entertained you well~"

Jiang Futing shook his head, said goodbye to Jiang Ze, and drove away.

He then went to Huang Haojie and Chen Dayong's house, Huang Haojie did not wake up because his soul had been away from his body for too long, so he could only raise it first.

Chen Dayong's grandmother is dead, and now he is the only ghost, he saw Jiang Futing who came to the door, and the corner of his mouth smiled, "I knew you would find the door~"

The two looked at each other and smiled like friends for many years, Chen Dayong invited Jiang Futing in, the room was very messy, but the coffee table was very clean, two cups of hot tea were placed, he smiled a little embarrassed and said: "There is only a little tea at home, my grandmother loves to drink, and she still leaves a little~"

It's a cramped single-person rental house with a sliding door that reveals a jug of freshly boiled water on the stove.

Jiang Futing's gaze swept to Chen Dayong's hand, "You ......"

"Hehe~" Chen Dayong raised his hand, looked at his hand, touched his head, and said, "I don't know why it's like this~"

His hands can actually hold things~

Jiang Futing sat down on the sofa and figured it out, probably because Chen Dayong went to the game world, because of a coincidence, he had ghost power and discoverable objects.

Chen Dayong sat down on the small stool opposite him, touched his head, and said with a little vicissitudes in his voice: "My life has passed like this, I am very happy to have met you in the past few days when I have been a ghost, you don't know how happy I am~"

He lowered his head and wiped the moistness from the corners of his eyes, since he was a child, he followed his grandmother, he suffered a lot of white eyes, and no one ever looked at him directly~

He is the filthy and lowly rat in the sewers, and everyone will wave his stick and spit and curse a word or two when he sees it.

Jiang Futing's eyes fell on him, and he carefully looked at the person in front of him, with yellowish hair, thin cheeks, and a sharp and angular face, he was obviously a person less than twenty years old, but the expression in his eyes was as black as stagnant water, and the loneliness accumulated all over his body could catch up with people in their thirties.

His lips moved, "What else do you want?" ”

Chen Dayong shook his head, held the teacup with both hands, lowered his eyes, and said after a long time: "If I can, I want to change the cemetery again, next to my grandmother, so that I can accompany her old man, and I won't be lonely~"

He paused, and the corners of his mouth barely showed a little smile, "If you have time in the future, hehe, come and see me~"

"Okay~" Jiang Futing agreed in a dumb voice.

Chen Dayong put down the teacup, clenched his hand into a fist, lightly bumped Jiang Futing's shoulder, and said with a happy expression: "Good brother~"

When the sky was about to dawn, Jiang Futing sent Chen Dayong away, facing the rising sun on the horizon, a faint red halo spread in the sky, everything was so fresh and beautiful~

According to Chen Dayong's wishes, Jiang Futing burned all his belongings to him, as well as a deposit of 5,000 yuan, which Jiang Futing donated to the welfare institute.

After dealing with these things, he asked the landlord to quit the house, and hurriedly wrote a dozen talismans to send back hundreds of souls.

He drove home exhausted, reversed the car into the garage, opened the door and entered the house, where he saw his mother sitting at the table, spooning the porridge in the bowl while burying her head in the mobile phone.

"Mom~"

Lin Jin was stunned, thinking that he was hallucinating, and when he looked up, he saw his son at the entrance of the door, and threw down the spoon immediately, "Son, you... You're back~"

She got up and hurriedly walked over, pulled Jiang Futing's sleeve with her hand, looked carefully, and saw that her son was not injured, everything was fine, she immediately relieved herself, and muttered in her mouth: "You kid, I'm really worried about me, and I won't say a call~ "

Jiang Futing smiled a little, "Mom, aren't I coming back?" ”

Lin Jin patted his son's shoulder and said angrily: "You kid~"

"Mom, I'm a little tired, I want to go up and sleep for a while~" Jiang Futing said.

Lin Jin swept the tired look on his son's face, a trace of distress flashed in his heart, and he hurriedly said, "Okay, you go up and rest first~"

Jiang Futing nodded, "Okay~" Raised his feet and went upstairs.

"Hey, son, I just boiled porridge, do you want to drink some~" Lin Jin said.

Jiang Futing paused, turned around and turned back, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, "Mom, I don't have much appetite now, don't eat it first~"

"Okay, you go up and rest~" Lin Jin said distressedly.

Jiang Futing nodded slightly and went upstairs.

He closed the door, walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, looked dazed, took off his shoes, and lay down on the bed.

Closing his eyes, he sighed slightly, thinking of the phone before, he reached out to touch it, but found that it was gone.

The two pockets flipped over, a thin piece of paper fell out, and Jiang Futing sat up suddenly.

Seeing the piece of paper falling on the bed, he reached out and picked it up, and when he looked, his eyes widened slightly, it was actually a map.

He didn't know what to think, so he immediately got up and walked to his desk, and pulled out the small piece of map that had been sent to their house by mysterious courier from the book.

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