Walking through the hall, when I went to Jiang Lao's Pharmacy, I had to pass through a corridor, I didn't have to guess to know that the corridor should be full of traces of blood at this time, and it was no wonder that Song Rong's face suddenly became so ugly. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Li Yuxuan, who was on the side, also looked back, exclaimed, and hurriedly went to shoot Jiang Lao's door first......

I was lying on the white sheets, and there was the feeling of something being pulled out from my back, and there was not just one thing, but a large piece moving together, as if my back was pierced with a cactus, and then someone pulled it out again.

I clutched the sheets in pain, beads of sweat fell from my forehead, my lips trembled slightly, and the dry touch came from the touch between the flaps of my lips, and I didn't have to think about how ugly my face was at this time.

Something cold touched my back, poking into my flesh as if it were looking for something inside. The iron box on the side played with the touch behind it, and there was a sound of small things falling into it and colliding.

"It hurts, old Jiang, move gently." I said to Jiang Lao, who was "operating" behind my back, without wrinkling high, expressing my dissatisfaction.

Jiang Lao slapped my uninjured skin and said to me sternly: "Quiet, lie down obediently, some things are very deep, if you don't deal with the scabs, it will be bad."

"But it really hurts." I complained, looking at him visibly.

Jiang Lao took out the things behind my back and said, "Bear with it, if you can't bear it, you will be separated from your body, and after I deal with your body, you will go in again."

Listening to Jiang Lao's words, my eyes lit up, why didn't I think of this stubble just now. So he closed his eyes, and with a mantra, he divided the soul from the body.

"Oops, it hurts me." As I spoke, I writhed my soul and felt my hand behind my back, as if to comfort the wound in my body.

"Since you're out, you go outside for a while, and when I take care of the wound, you come back." Jiang Lao said, concentrating on dealing with "my" wounds.

Seeing this, the lord said to Jiang Lao: "Then please trouble Jiang Lao."

With that, I led Song Rong, who was waiting quietly, to the outside of the pharmacy. When I was about to go out, my eyes looked at the white curtain that was drawn on the side, and I looked through the curtain in autumn to see the situation inside.

"The situation is stable, I haven't woken up yet, waiting." Jiang Lao popped out such a few paragraphs faintly, and his subordinates moved fluently without the slightest pause.

I understood, pouting helplessly, and closed the pharmacy door.

I led Song Rong to the reception room of the space and sat down, brewed a cup of tea, and the two of them tasted slowly, he didn't say anything, the atmosphere was not embarrassing, but it was unusually quiet.

"You're like this... Come out, are you okay? Song Rong suddenly asked me.

I shook my head and said to him, "It doesn't have much effect, it's just a separate rest for the body and soul."

"It looks serious, you guys, when will it get better." Song Rong asked with concern.

"I'm not sure, if it's Jiang Lao, it should be soon." I said with a normal expression on my face, as if I wasn't talking about me.

"By the way, are you going outside? I don't think the matter over there has been taken care of yet. I can send you out first if needed. "I asked Song Rong that I brought him to the space just to prove something, and now that the two core figures of the space have seen him, it's good to ask about some things, and now if he wants to leave first, that's okay.

"It's okay, I don't need anything over there, and I have a habit of disappearing for two or three days after a case is completed for them, so I don't think it's strange that they can't find me." Song Rong said, leaning slightly on the sofa in the reception room.

"Yo, if you say that, if I lock you up here, it's not that no one will suspect it." I jokingly said as the soul floated like a normal soul, floating over the couch.

"I'd be happy if you locked me up here so I didn't have to deal with all the troubles out there." Song Rong said and smiled slightly, and the serious temperament on his face softened slightly.

"You can think about it." I laughed.

"If you can't think about it, you can't do it." Song Rong said, revealing an indifferent expression.

The two laughed together, throwing all the tension out of the clouds.

"By the way, aren't you curious what I am?" I asked Song Rong.

Song Rong was silent for a moment, and said: "It's false to say that you are not curious at all, but this is your business, when you want to say it, you will naturally tell me, if you don't want to say it, then I can't force it."

"That's right, if I don't tell you who I am, that's a little unreasonable." I said, pondering for a moment, and then said to him, "Actually...... I don't know what I am. ”

Song Rong heard me and rolled his eyes at me. Seeing this, I hurriedly sat up straight, and said to him with a serious face: "This is true!"

"As for me, I don't know if I am a human or a ghost at this time, if I say that I am a human, my body is just a shell under my control, if I say that it is a ghost, I am alive again, and I have the breath of human life. As you saw just now, I can be free to leave my body, which is commonly known as out-of-body experience, so I don't know what I am at this time. I said to Song Rong, and when Song Rong heard this, he seemed to think for a while, and there was a look of belief on his face.

"But I'm not human, that's for sure." I said, laying my body back on the couch.

"I believe what you said, but I've always had a question, why did you run such a café?" Song Rong asked me, and I knew that he was referring to "such a café" in fact, the Ghost Cafe.

"If you say this, it goes back a long time, when this place was not developed before, that is, before the city appeared, the café was a place where the souls of the dead in the nearby sea would gather at night. Because they believe that it will convey their thoughts to their relatives in distant places. I explained to Song Rong.

"Later, after the development and construction, it has been plagued by haunted events, and the things managed by our clan originally involved the realm of spirits and ghosts, so we naturally accepted the dispatch. It's too troublesome to go to the street every day to manage ghosts, so in order to facilitate jurisdiction, I simply opened a shop like that, so that those ghosts can settle down a little at night, and that's it. After roughly explaining, Song Rong was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting that the café would have such a relationship. (To be continued.) )