He wandered the corridors of the hospital, not knowing where he came from or where he was going.

The emergency center was brightly lit, but there were many tiny black gases lurking in the corners, flowing slowly and thinly, and he knew that it was unwilling and resentful of death.

A platoon of ambulances stopped at the entrance of the emergency center, and doctors and nurses escorted several stretcher trucks to run desperately inside, tearing hoarse voices and shouting for a way. He couldn't see the bloody red of the stretcher carts, and he could only see the humanoid air masses with missing arms and legs, rapidly withering into a gray color, and finally returning to eternal blackness.

The boy was startled, his brain was a little sluggish, and he only reacted half-loudly. By the time he realized that he needed to get out of the way, the stretcher had already whizzed through his body...... He was horrified to realize that he had no substance, that he was actually transparent and floating in mid-air.

Could it be ...... Himself has died?

In the rescue room, the dark qi gradually escaped from the dying body, floating in the air in confusion. Those dormant in the corners and crevices of the wall suddenly moved, forcibly rolling them into their own group, entangled and solidified. Seeing the black gas turn into a humanoid and hideous shadow, he decided to leave the hospital, the environment here is not good, and if he continues to stay here, he is afraid that he will not be reborn.

However, at this time, the black shadow had already discovered him, and countless black gases still wandering in the corridor quietly wrapped around his ankles and wrists, and he was fixed to the wall, and the young man was helpless in the face of the approaching black shadow, desperately struggling but unable to escape.

The medical staff, patients and families who came and went could not see that there was a weak soul here that was about to be devoured. At this moment, the fluorescent lamp overhead flashed three times in a flash, and those who were trotting or staggering in the corridor suddenly disappeared, and a white mist rose, dispelling the black gas, and another figure flashed out of another space.

The black shadow that was still extremely vicious immediately coaxed, and retreated, instinctively wanting to escape.

It was a man in a crimson robe, wearing a terrifying bronze mask, not like a ghost, but more like a demon. But what really frightens the ghost is not the mask on his face, but the golden vertical pupils behind his mask, and the terrifying coercion that emanates from his body from the inside out. No matter how confused the boy was, he knew that the existence in front of him was more dangerous than the black shadow. Then, the black shadow screamed and was caught in the man's hand, and was torn in half with a scream, turning into a puff of smoke, which dispersed, confirming his suspicion.

Seeing this, he shrank even more than the black shadow, and turned around to run away, whether it was a cabinet or a curtain, just give him a place to hide...... As long as, as long as you can escape!

It's a pity that he floated too slowly, and in the next second, he was picked up by the big demon. If the boy still had a heartbeat, he must have been shocked to stop at this moment, and he gasped as if he were still alive, and closed his eyes in a trembling manner. However, there was no pain, and the big demon took him in his arms with pity, gently supported his waist, and tried to comfort the frightened soul: "I'm scared of you, it's me who is not good." ”

This kind of big guy...... Need to apologize to yourself?

And the "big guy" touched the scars on his wrist that were burned by the evil thoughts of the dead, took out a small gourd from his arms, uncorked the bottle, and handed it to the lips of the living soul: "Come, drink." ”

The living soul pursed his lips and blinked, he didn't know what was in the bottle, but although the demon's tone was gentle, it was full of irresistible coercion, and he referred to the experience of the black figure, and decided to drink it obediently first.

The thing in it was a kind of wine, which was not spicy, but a very sweet fruit taste, between peach and mango, with pure energy. He felt a warm current envelop him, the feeling of inadequacy fading away, and the burn on his wrist fading away. The living soul couldn't figure out why the other party gave him this kind of good wine, but he could sense that the big demon's arms were actually very safe and reliable, so he let the other party carry himself like a cat, and slowly walked through the corridor and came to the infusion room.

The demon pointed, motioning for him to look in a certain direction. Through the glass, he saw a teenager who looked very similar to himself, lying on the bed in the infusion room of the emergency center. The boy's head was tilted to one side, and the shredded hair on his forehead clung to his skin with sweat; With labored and heavy breathing, the emaciated face showed a trace of salallow in the miserable whiteness, but the cheeks were flushed with high heat and crimson.

It's not like Xiao, that's yourself.

He reluctantly stroked the hair of the living soul: "You are lost, I will send you back." ”

The soul hesitantly stroked the glass of the emergency center, and finally asked the question he had never dared to ask: "Who are you?" Then he slumped into the other's suppressed and gentle murmur.

Saving him again and again, erasing his memories again and again, who is it?

Mei Chinese New Year's Eve thought, now he probably already knows this answer, when he opened his eyes again, he found that the house was pitch black, the sky outside the window was pitch black, only the street lamp under the residential building still emitted warm orange light. If it weren't for another dream, the street lights in the community would go out at half past five in the morning, so I would only be in a dark state for seven hours at most, or even shorter.

The ghost mother's method of kidnapping the hostages is actually unprofessional, maybe she does not have this awareness, maybe she is really not worth dealing with in her mind, or the buyer does not want the goods to be damaged too badly - but if Mei Chinese New Year's Eve plans this matter himself, he will definitely close the curtains, cover as tightly as possible, and then cover the hostages' eyes with strips of cloth, so that they can't see the light at all.

The physical restraint combined with the deprivation of vision, emphasizing the uncertain future of the hostages, was enough to cause them to fall into a certain panic; And what can really be defeated psychologically is the sense of time confusion that arises after depriving the vision.

If you have to look better, it is that the other party not only needs to get the relic from the Mei family, but also needs a sane self. In the past, Mei Chinese New Year's Eve did not feel that he was any different from ordinary people, he thought that he was just born by mistake in a Fang Shi family, but there are more and more signs that he has forgotten many memories, these memories are not long, and some may just be things that need to be seen as soon as he raises his eyes and turns back. Quietly peeled out, on the surface, it doesn't seem to have any impact on the direction of his life, but once these fragments are connected, it is enough to subvert his current life.

And the other part of the people, or the non-people, also needs the memories in their heads.

His left shoulder was medicated and bandaged; Although the blood stained on the pajamas stuck to the skin after drying, although the wound was still faintly painful, and the left arm could only be weakly pulled to the side of the body, Mei Chinese New Year's Eve knew that her current situation was indeed much more optimistic than the day before.

Yesterday evening, he tried to threaten his life safety, and achieved good results: the ghost woman made Zhou Wei turn out the medical box to bandage him, and he was afraid that he would be out of breath because of the long curled up, so he untied the rope that tightened his thighs and calves, and laid the person flat on the sofa.

But they still tied his knees and ankles firmly, and the extra rope was tied to the armrests of the sofa at his feet; They pulled his right hand over his head and tied it to the handrail on the other side, so that even if they untied his left hand, he would not be able to try to escape

Mei Chinese New Year's Eve's heart actually knows that her injury is not as serious as it seems on the surface. But he has been frail and sickly since he was a child, and he has also suffered from myocarditis, and if the other party has been paying attention to him for a long time, he will definitely know and take this into account; Compared with his peers, his thin body and soft appearance will make most people who see him form some stereotypes about him...... Coupled with the physical strength he had lost when he tried to escape, and the bonus that he had stayed up all night like the night before, his face was hard to see, and it felt as if he was about to die.

At this time, he did not hesitate to show the other party his weakest and helpless side, so as to numb their nerves and make himself a relatively comfortable treatment. But in essence, he didn't lie, he really was one, because Yunnan Baiyao paste was very painful on the wound, and it would hurt so much that he fainted from the weak chicken human.

Now, it depends on whether the buyer comes to pick up the goods first, or whether Mr. Bai discovers that he is missing first.

Fortunately, the buyer did not come as expected.

The ghost woman was a little anxious and decided to take the initiative to contact the buyer. She checked the defensive prohibitions in the room to make sure that no one would notice the anomaly in this room until she returned, and then reattached herself to Zhou Wei's body and hurried out the door.

Hearing the sound of the security door slamming shut, Mei Chinese New Year's Eve took a deep breath, stretched her numb arms and ankles as much as possible, and thought about what was next. Obviously, the ghost woman is out, this is a good time to escape, but his current physical strength does not support him to escape outside - not to mention that the ghost woman has set up a ban here, completely and completely separating room 401 from the rest of this building, even if he can still walk now, he can't ensure that he can break out of the formation before the other party returns.

At this time, he was keenly aware that there seemed to be something wrong with the pot of narcissus on the windowsill: a faint ghostly aura suddenly emerged, hidden between the moist pale green light.

"You ......," he said with difficulty, but he couldn't make any business, only felt that his throat was about to smoke. After forcing him to drink the rune water, the ghost woman deliberately did not provide him with any food or water. People who originally lost blood should be replenished with a lot of water and nutrition, simple sleep can only relieve mental discomfort, can not give any effective recovery to the wound, Mei Chinese New Year's Eve curled up hungrily, feeling the malice from the ghost mother.

"Teacher Mei!" The ghost aura finally became a little more condensed, and turned into a cardamom old girl, wearing a pale green half-arm skirt and combing two maid buns, and flew over anxiously, "Can you see me now?" ”

Mei Chinese New Year's Eve nodded weakly, I don't know why, for this little female ghost, he has a very strong sense of déjà vu.

"My name is Cang'er, I am the daughter of Jingjiang Taishou, you saved me before!" The little girl briefly introduced herself and plunged headlong into the hallway. Just when Mei was doubting Chinese New Year's Eve, she floated back in a hurry, carrying a bag of goat milk in her hand, and a slight coolness, obviously just coming out of the refrigerator.

Looking at the bag of goat's milk, a chill grew in his thirsty throat for the first time in a long time. Although I really don't remember who Cang'er is, in terms of the other party's action, most of them are not the white lotus who cries and drags her feet.