This was the first time Jiang Qiao heard a person's voice, and he had a feeling of tears in his eyes, it was Jiang Li. Although he didn't know why he could come so quickly, Jiang Qiao knew that she was safe.

"Jiang Li?" Jiang Qiao called this familiar name softly, but his mind was blank, as if someone had suddenly taken away all his memories, and he couldn't remember his face, and another face suddenly appeared out of thin air, Li Yang. He opened his mouth slightly, as if to tell her something, and frowned, but it showed his helplessness.

"Hahahaha, interesting." A burst of laughter interrupted Jiang Qiao's thoughts, the voice was as sharp and piercing as sawing wood, and the tone was as weird as a broken mechanical doll, which made people listen to it extremely uncomfortable.

"Are you Prajna?" With Jiang Li by his side, Jiang Qiao was a little bolder and asked.

"Prajna or Prajna? You can say yes or no, it's just a symbol. Jiang Qiao's eyes were still blindfolded by Jiang Li, and she could only rely on hearing, but the strange thing was that she couldn't hear which direction the sound of Panruo came from, just like being in a 3D theater, and the strange sound was everywhere, overwhelmingly attacking her.

"Are those people doing you harm? You turned them into dolls, what do you want, do you want them to enhance your cultivation? Jiang Qiao decided to take this opportunity to ask clearly.

"I don't kill people, I just fulfill their wishes." Prajna replied calmly.

"What do they have to do with you, and why do you want to fulfill their wishes?" Jiang Qiao felt that Praruo's voice was getting smaller and smaller, as if he was going to go far, so he hurriedly raised his voice and shouted with all his might.

"Because ... This is the secret I sought a hundred years ago, the meaning of Prajna. The voice was hazy, like a thick barrier, and at the end, the voice disappeared completely.

"Jiang Qiao? Jiang Qiao? ”

Another voice drilled into her ears, as if it was refracted from the other end of the long and winding alley, hazy and ethereal, strange and familiar, Jiang Qiao thought about it a few times, and suddenly realized that it was Jiang Li's voice. She tried to open her mouth to respond, only to realize that her voice was not coming from her mouth, but from the far other end, and she was startled, and shouted again, still soft.

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in her arm, and her eyes suddenly brightened, Jiang Qiao raised her hand uncomfortably and rubbed her eyes, but found that there was a warm wetness on her eyes, she half-squinted her eyes and looked carefully, only to find out the cause of the sharp pain just now - I don't know who made a hard cut on her hand.

"Little Joe? Are you awake? Can you see me? ”

Jiang Qiao turned sideways, only to find Mao Daxin squatting beside her with a bloody face. She said happily: "Daxin, are you okay?" ”

"Jiang Li woke me up when he came just now, go, I'll take you out, the support has arrived." Mao Daxin spoke, and then raised one of Jiang Qiao's arms, ready to support her body hard.

"I'm fine, I can walk on my own. What about Jiang Li? Jiang Qiao stood up with the help of Mao Daxin, only to realize that he didn't know how long he had been squatting, and his legs and feet were a little numb. As soon as she took a step forward, her legs and feet knelt forward uncontrollably, and in a panic, she hurriedly reached out to help the wooden cabinet on the side, but she didn't expect that the wooden cabinet looked strong, but it fell down as soon as she pulled it.

"Jiang Li is dealing with that woman, hey, hey, be careful, ah~" Mao Daxin followed behind Jiang Qiao, looking distractedly in Jiang Li's direction, and didn't pay attention to it, Jiang Qiao in front of him had already fallen into a, and the cabinet more than one person high also fell, Mao Daxin hurriedly pulled Jiang Qiao away, which prevented her from being hit by the fallen wooden cabinet, but she didn't expect that there was another refrigerated cabinet embedded in the wall behind the wooden cabinet.

If Jiang Qiao hadn't inadvertently pulled down the wooden cabinet in front of him, the refrigerated cabinet in this wall would not have been so easy to find.

Jiang Qiao glanced at Mao Daxin, and before the two of them could react, a strange woman huddled in the room suddenly screamed in shock, and rushed in their direction desperately, Jiang Li on the side hurriedly made a handprint, the woman seemed to be entangled in some transparent silk thread, and she couldn't break free.

Where did another woman come from?

"There's something in the cupboard?!" Mao Daxin said secretly, got up to check, Jiang Qiao took a few steps back uneasily, this is full of blood in the living room, and this cabinet is not big or small, and anyone with a discerning eye can guess what will be inside.

Unexpectedly, when Mao Daxin opened the cabinet, there were no imaginary corpses inside, but filled with large and small soup cans.

Mao Daxin opened one of them suspiciously, and glanced at it, but he didn't know what he saw, he was stunned for a moment, and then his face immediately turned pale, and he dropped the soup can on the ground with a shake of his hand. The woman in the corner was still violently breaking free from her restraints, trying to pounce, and her mouth let out a roar similar to that of a beast.

The soup can fell to the ground, and a palm-sized piece of meat flowed out with a brownish-yellow liquid, emitting a pungent sweet smell. Jiang Qiao felt a little familiar, and suddenly reacted, his throat was nauseous and sour, his head twisted to the side, and he couldn't help retching.

The piece of meat in the soup can was clearly a newly-formed baby.

Jiang Qiao looked at the piece of meat in the soup can, and the piece of meat seemed to have eyes growing on it, staring at her weakly and unwillingly. It's as if a tight string has finally reached its limit, and every part of my body is shouting: Enough is enough, I want to leave.

"Don't move, raise your hands~" A majestic drink order came from outside the door with a rush of footsteps, Jiang Qiao swallowed the sour gastric juice that kept surging up, and the tense nerves finally relaxed, but his eyes were dark, and he didn't know anything.

"Are you awake?"

As soon as Jiang Qiao opened his eyes, he saw Jiang Li sitting indifferently on the side of the bed, still fiddling with a Rubik's cube in his hand, and a smile flashed on the corner of his mouth when he saw her wake up. Jiang Qiao propped herself up and sat up, she looked around and found that she was in the hospital, with a drip still hanging on her hand, and hurriedly asked, "I... ”

Unexpectedly, as soon as he spoke, he found that his throat was so dry that it was difficult to speak, and he hurriedly motioned to Jiang Li to pour her a glass of water. Jiang Li was stunned because he didn't understand what she meant, Jiang Qiao had no choice but to drag his hand and pour himself a glass of water, drank it all, and felt that his throat was finally better, before he spoke: "What's wrong with me?" Injured? ”

Jiang Li finally understood Jiang Qiao's gesture, embarrassedly poured her another glass of water, handed it to her mouth, watched her drink it before saying, "You fainted, so you followed the ambulance at the scene to the hospital, the doctor checked that there were no injuries, maybe you were overly frightened." ”

"Where's Mao Daxin?"

"Am I here?"

A figure bounced up from the bed next door, Jiang Qiao turned sideways and saw that Mao Daxin's head was wrapped with thick gauze, and he was playing his mobile phone vigorously: "Hey, yes, when I come back, I'll go back in a while." ”