Jiang Futing had heard of the earthquake more than 20 years ago, and it was quite big.

But this kind of thing is too far away from him, with time and incomprehensible estrangement, but he can still imagine that the rescue conditions should be very poor, the helplessness, despair, and wailing of the crowd.

He didn't look at Bai Tang, he should know, he should have been ten years old at that time.

"Yes." Bai Tang stood there for a long time and finally reacted, and walked over slowly, as if he couldn't smell the stench emitted by the people on the bed.

The other party's consciousness has been foggy, and it should be painful.

There is not much ghost energy contaminated on the man's body, only a few faint wisps, which can't have much impact, and can be dispelled easily, and the ghost should be very careful in contact with him, trying to deliberately avoid the impact on him.

The woman stepped aside to observe the look on Bai Tang's face, and when he turned around, she asked a little impatiently, "My dad is he...... Nothing is wrong, right? ”

"It's fine." Bai Tang took a few steps back and took a deep breath, he had seen a lot, but it was the first time he had seen a living person so miserable.

The large and small bedsores on his body festered into the flesh.

Just looking at it makes people feel frightened, and the stench still lingers in my mind even after a few steps.

Twenty years, how did you survive?

The woman breathed a sigh of relief after hearing his words, and tentatively asked, "So, that ghost?" ”

"It's not a ghost, and I don't want to harm him." Bai Tang looked at the curtains covering the side: "Why are you pulling the curtains?" ”

The woman didn't expect him to ask this question suddenly, and was stunned: "Oh, this is what my father asked me to pull, I was afraid that the sun would be too dazzling and my eyes would be uncomfortable, so I pulled half of it." ”

"Did your father have any old people with whom he had frequent contact in the past?" Bai Tang stared at the person on the bed and continued to ask.

Jiang Futing guessed something according to his words, and the familiar ghost aura suddenly appeared in his mind, and he couldn't think of anything just now, but it appeared very suddenly.

The lonely male ghost standing at the crossroads.

But the woman's next sentence made him shatter the shadow he had just drawn in his mind, "No, he has not been in touch with his former friends since the amputation, and there have been aftershocks for the past few days, and we were transferred directly to this city, and we have stayed here ever since." ”

"Former colleagues or something?" Bai Tang thought for a moment and continued to ask.

"Some were injured, and a few died." When the woman fell into that memory, her hands kept clasping her nails, and the pain and sadness in her eyes were so intense that they almost overflowed: "There was such a big disaster again, and very few of those people still persevered, and many of them changed careers, and when everyone was relieved, they didn't have much contact." ”

She smiled sadly: "What's more, the mobile phone is gone, and the phone is gone, and if you change places, even if you really want to contact you, you can't get in touch." That's like now, there is any communication software, there is only a phone number, and where to find it without a phone. ”

"I see." Bai Tang looked at the room again, with a suffocating stuffiness,

The ghost is obviously not here now: "That ghost has no malicious intent, you don't have to worry so much, I guess there won't be any trouble." ”

He said and took out the two talismans in the cloth bag: "If you are really worried, bring this talisman with you, but it doesn't make much difference whether you bring it or not, the ghost has no intention of harming you." ”

The woman still stood there motionless and pursed her lips, and Bai Tang's movements froze there.

"You." The woman was entangled, and her eyes became firm: "Can you take away the ghost?" ”

Bai Tang withdrew his hand and was about to say something, when a violent cough suddenly sounded on the bed, "Cough!" Cough! ”

With the sound of phlegm snorting in his lungs, and at the same time holding his breath and wheezing hard, pulling his throat at the kind of cough.

When Jiang Futing heard this, he felt that his lungs were going to be coughed out by that person.

"Dad! Father! The woman ran over in a panic, sat on the edge of the bed, put two pillows on the bedside, carefully lifted him up and patted him on the back, and then leaned him on the pillow again, slowly breathing.

The man's face was covered with haggard wrinkles, and the skin on his face was yellow wax like his hands, and his spirit was particularly poor.

Just now, because of the violent coughing, the cheekbones were floating a strange red.

He exhaled heavily, the Luo sound in his lungs slowed down a lot, his mouth opened and his voice was hoarse, and he said very weakly: "No, don't scratch." ”

The voice was so shallow and so light that none of them could hear it very clearly, as if something had gently scraped in their ears, and they buzzed twice.

"Dad, what did you just say? What's not? The woman bent down and asked patiently again.

"I said." The man held his breath and spoke very hard, but the words he said were a little louder than just now: "Don't catch, don't catch ghosts." ”

It's still small, but now everyone hears it.

"Dad! What are you talking about! The woman heard him educate him in a tone like a child, but her tone was firm: "Ghosts are harmful!" Can't stay. ”

"No, it doesn't hurt." The man clutched her sleeve tightly, he couldn't get up and could only grab her, his tone was a little panicked, and his voice was so vague that he only had a breath in his throat, but he still repeated with difficulty and effort: "It doesn't hurt." ”

His lifeless gray eyes were full of anticipation and longing.

"Dad! Are you sick and stupid? That's the hell! The woman refused this unreasonable request without hesitation, grabbed his hand holding his clothes, and kept emphasizing: "One day if we make a mess, our lives will be gone!" ”

The man couldn't say much, and wanted to reach out again to grab his daughter's clothes, but he couldn't say anything, but he tried to repeat the sentence: "Don't hurt anyone." ”

"It doesn't hurt." A few words consumed almost all his strength, and he began to gasp again, tears squeezing out of the corners of his eyes from emotion.

But the cheeks that have been exhausted by vitality are full of firmness and persistence.

The woman didn't seem to see it, but when he was playing with a child's temper again, she stuffed his hand raised in the air back into the quilt: "Dad, ghosts eat people, and he won't harm me now."

We don't mean that we won't be harmed in the future, you see that you are sick like this now, in case that ghost harms us! ”

When the man heard this, he blinked, and the tears that had been holding in the corners of his eyes suddenly dripped down and hit the back of the woman's hand, and then he kept shaking his head.

"How?" Bai Tang didn't want to look at such a picture anymore, and asked with a twisted eyebrow.

The woman gently wiped her wet hands, which dried quickly, but the touch of the tears falling just now was still there, and the temperature was still there.

She looked at the middle-aged man on the bed who was staring at her, and saw the longing in the other party, which she had never seen in the past twenty years, but this longing was wrong.

She gritted her teeth, turned her face away from him, and said to Bai Tang very resolutely: "Put that ghost away." ”

"No, no!" The man on the bed suddenly became excited, struggling to get up, trying to pounce.

But he has no feet, he can't stand up, he can't walk, he can't move!

He can't do anything!

But he was still struggling desperately, and the only strength he had was not enough to support his upper body with his hands, and at the moment he left the pillow, his body fell forward because of the unstable center of gravity.

At the moment when he fell, Jiang Futing and Bai Tang's breathing instantly stagnated.

The rotten flesh on the man's back was a large and shocking piece, and the bandages wrapped around him could not be tied at all, revealing more than half of the scar, just near the pelvis.

There was already deep tissue pus, muscles, and bones flowing inside, and the part that had lost the color of blood because of long-term exposure to the air was still densely packed with small white dots, I don't know if it was fungus or what.

Jiang Futing felt that his hand was trembling a little, and the next second his palm was wrapped in a very familiar temperature, he raised his head, Bai Tang was looking at him, indifferent and calm.

The hands that trembled slightly settled down.

Bai Tang's face always made him inexplicably reassured, whether it was his eyes, or his breath, or the smell on his body.

But the surging emotions in his heart can't be suppressed, Jiang Futing doesn't have as much experience as Bai Tang, no matter how calm his personality is, he is only eighteen years old, and he is still in the prime of his youth.

Everything in front of him was very impactful, he couldn't hold it back any longer, and asked in a calm voice, "Why don't you send it to the hospital?" ”

The woman suppressed the emotion on her face and wanted to cry, and carefully helped the man back to lean on, she wanted to pretend that nothing happened, but the corners of her mouth kept twitching, and her mouth was so silent that she whimpered, "I...... He was reluctant to go. ”

She wiped her cheeks, which were already wet with tears, "I took him for the first two days, and he didn't want to go. ”

"Him!" She snorted hard, but all her emotions suddenly collapsed because of this moment, and she couldn't stop pouring out wildly, she looked up, blinked her eyes, but tears broke the embankment: "He's afraid that I'll spend money, he's always like this!" Afraid of the hospital costing money, afraid of this cost, afraid of that cost! ”

"I know it's not about the money!" The woman tugged at her bangs and struggled with a painful expression: "But he is desperately trying his little sex for me, me."

Can't beat him! I know he's for my good, I can't help it, I can't help it! ”

"Let's go out and talk." Bai Tang let out a long breath and looked at the man on the bed who was suddenly eclipsed.

It was as if the light that had just been ignited was extinguished again.

Jiang Futing felt that he was pinching his hand a little harder, he couldn't pull it back, and struggled for a while.

Bai Tang's hand seemed to pause, and then he slowly let go and retracted it and put it in his pocket.

When sitting in the living room, the atmosphere was even more dull than when they first came, and the air pressure of Jiang Futing and Bai Tang was quite low.

The woman was a little embarrassed because of the gaffe just now, and she didn't say much, this feeling is like cutting everything she has unbearable and hidden in front of outsiders, and she has a sense of shame of being stripped naked.

Bai Tang drank all the water in the cup, and by the way, he took Jiang Futing's cup again, and when he put it down, "Bang!" "A bang.

Two cups of boiled water in one sip.

Bai Tang didn't mind the matter of the two of them sharing cups, so he didn't care if Jiang Futing didn't mind.

But at least when the woman poured water for them again, Jiang Futing never touched the cup again.

The atmosphere of suddenly not speaking was somewhat awkward, and the woman sat on the side and began to sit on pins and needles, changing her sitting posture several times.

(End of chapter)