Hei Wuchang didn't explain everything so clearly, and he didn't have the slightest wave in his heart. Bai Wuchang has long been shocked by the existence of "Yu Xing", he can't think about it at all, and he doesn't analyze and understand Hei Wuchang's words too much.

There is a subtle sense of impermanence. The dim glow on him was almost completely gone.

He wanted to see Yu Xingxing as some kind of cultivator. Cultivators can control ghosts and control living people, and there are also many talented people who are born with divine power and can do things that ordinary people can't do. Sorcery, Abilities...... Whatever you want to call it, in short, they have an incredible ability to do incredible things.

Thinking about it this way, although Yu Xingxing is a little special, it is not so special.

Yu Xingxing didn't even know anything about his abilities, and made up stories and told stories purely out of interest. There aren't many opportunities for storytelling yet. Otherwise, there should not be only one "psychiatrist" in the central hospital.

Yu Xingxing inadvertently killed someone. They brought him to justice and dealt with the evil demons he had created. The matter was settled.

But the white impermanence of the heart could not be calmed for a long time. After he heard about the whole thing and Li Yun's conjecture from Li Yun, he became suspicious. It is an idea that cannot be spoken, and it is difficult to even call it an "idea". And Li Yun's conjecture is just that the root of the whole thing is in the living person Yu Xingxing.

No one said what was going on in their hearts.

Black impermanence's words, Bai Wuchang didn't think deeply, but those words were like an affirmation of the doubt in his heart.

There was something he had never thought about, but now he had to face it.

It was something that concerned him and the nature of the world.

Li Yun's thoughts were more thorough than Bai Wuchang's.

The words of black impermanence were deafening to him.

Bai Wuchang only used this to affirm the suspicion in his heart, but Li Yun confirmed his original conjecture because of this.

It's a chicken-and-egg question.

Did those ghost legends come first, or did they come first with ghosts and spirits?

If it is the former, then the ghosts themselves are attached to the stories made up by the living, and the stories change and change with the times. To describe them in networked terms, these "things", whether they are black and white impermanence, or ghosts turned into after the death of living people, or hundreds or thousands of monsters like boss, Yi Xin, and Xue Xiaolian, are just creatures of a lower dimension. They seem to be stronger, can easily kill the living, and control the fate of the living, but they are just the existence imagined by the living, with the evolution of those "legends" and "strange stories", fate drifts with the tide and is not under their control.

If the latter, how did they become "legends" or "weird tales" and no longer be believed? What happened in between? Isn't the disappearance of Heaven and Earth related to this?

Li Yun didn't want to admit it, but he had to admit a fact.

Having witnessed the changes at Xu Haijun's home, he was more sure of this fact than Bai Wuchang.

The fear and confusion that comes from the depths of the soul is not because Yu Xingxing's ability is powerful and fatal to ghosts, but because Yu Xing's ability unintentionally shows that represents the rules of this world.

Chickens and eggs, who appears first, no longer matters. The important thing is that now the chickens lay their eggs, the eggs hatch the chickens, and the chickens continue to grow. This iron law cannot be changed.

These beings, who do not belong to the yang world and are different from the living, have their fate in the hands of countless ignorant living people like Yu Xingxing.

More precisely, in their thoughts.

The disappearance of heaven and earth, heaven and hell is also because of this.

Li Yun vaguely smelled the smell of burning paper money.

That's the smell of death.

It was the smell of death that belonged to the past.

With the change of the concept of the times, this smell will gradually dissipate.

I am afraid that the concept of "ghost" will also be blown away by the wind like this smell.

Among the people present, the only one who was at a loss was Lin Youde.

He didn't understand how things had come to this point.

When the dazzling figure of Black and White Impermanence appeared in the hallway, he was still shocked, and he didn't know how to react. Their surprise attack on Yu Xingxing caught him off guard. Why does black and white impermanence kill a living person?

Lin Youde shuddered.

He doubted the impermanence of black and white in front of him, and he doubted Yu Xingxing.

He was one of the discoverers of the whole case and participated in the whole investigation.

Yu Xingxing was found out by him and Officer Qian together, and the two of them asked about it separately. There are too many doubts about him.

Lin Youde couldn't help but have some bad associations.

But in any case, it is an indisputable fact that the strange black and white impermanence killed a living person. No arrest, no trial, no announcement, just killed like this, or killed Yu Xing in a slow and painful way...... This is the thing that has the biggest impact on Lin Youde.

"What's going on in this ward? Why are there so many people? The question rang out at the door of the ward and did not attract much attention.

Ten minutes after the seizure of the self-depressed star, to the moment of his death, many people in the entire ward have come to care about the situation.

The person who spoke out appeared to be a family member of a patient, and he was carrying an insulated bag in his hand. He was a little stunned, so he squeezed into the ward.

None of the other patients in the room greeted him, and it seemed that he was not a family member of any of the patients here.

When he entered the ward like this, he was not very well received.

The doctors and nurses have stopped resuscitation, announced Yu Xingxing's death, and dealt with the aftermath.

The doctors and nurses around the hospital bed dispersed, revealing Yu Xingxing's face with a terrified expression. That face was still blue, and with that look, it looked extremely terrifying.

Yu Xingxing didn't seem to die of illness, but seemed to be scared to death.

Lin Youde shuddered.

Bang.

The insulated bag in the young man's hand fell to the ground, and it seemed to contain something heavy, making a loud noise.

The people who were taken aback by Yu Xingxing's death were frightened by this sound again.

The complaining gaze was cast on the young man who had broken into the hospital room in a daze.

You can't watch the excitement like this.

The middle-aged uncle in the bed next to Yu Xingxing was already frightened and unsteady because of this rescue. At this moment, I was shocked again, and I almost didn't catch my breath.

He glared at the young man in a daze.

Yu Xingxing's death is a little terrible, but it is not like this.

"Don't look at the excitement. What's so nice about this kind of thing? The middle-aged uncle scolded.

The attending doctor just turned his head and instructed the little doctor next to him, "Go and contact his family." ”

"I ......," the young man began, saying something that no one expected, "I am, I am a family member." ”

The crowd was amazed.

The middle-aged uncle was the most surprised, "Are you Xiaoyu's relative?" How come you've never seen one? ”

During Yu Xingxing's hospitalization, he was not accompanied by family members, but his parents came to visit him. A few days ago, other relatives came, and the middle-aged uncle greeted them.

"I'm his nephew." The young man replied in a trance.

He was a little scrambling, bent down, and his fingers trembling as he picked up the insulated bag that had fallen to the ground.

When he straightened up, he seemed to exert too much force, and his body shook like a cerebral congestion.

The nurse next to him hurriedly supported him.

"You sit down first, don't worry."

"The contact person he filled in wasn't you, right? It's his parents, right? Hold your horses. We would also call his parents. ”

The doctors and nurses were worried that they would have to save him again, so they hurriedly placed the young man.

The young man sat blankly in his chair and stared blankly at Yu Xingxing's slightly deformed face.

"Uncle, they ...... They should not be at home. I went out on a trip before. The young man was still confused, and subconsciously replied.

Yu Xingxing's parents are also accustomed to Yu Xingxing's hospitalization for three days. This time, the doctor said that the situation was not serious, so he also arranged his retirement life in old age, and he was not worried about Yu Xingxing's situation at all.

Family members and relatives only worried about Yu Xingxing's condition when he was a child. Congenital heart disease, at such a young age, sounds like major surgery. Since then, Yu Xingxing's wife has been peaceful during his studies, and it is surprising that he dropped out of college, but the hospital examination is not a critical illness that requires a critical illness notice, which makes people just sigh and care, not to mention worried. What's more, Yu Xingxing's parents have such an attitude, and others will not bother more.

The doctors and nurses looked at each other.

"I ...... Let me get in touch. The young man exhaled, and his spirits lifted a little.

His hand in his phone was still shaking, but he was able to broadcast the call smoothly.

He called his mother first, instead of contacting Yu Xingxing's parents.

In terms of generation, Yu Xingxing's parents are his uncle and aunt. According to his mother, his grandmother had a very good relationship with this brother, who went abroad to study when he was young, and relied on his brother's hard work, and then stayed in Japan to work, and it was also this brother who took on the responsibility of taking care of the elderly at home, so that she had no worries. When my grandmother returned to China to get married and settled down in China, the two families got very close. And because his grandmother died very early, his grandfather remarried, and his mother and the object of his grandfather's remarriage did not get along well, so he was raised by his grandmother's mother's family. His mother lived with his uncle's family when she was a child, and was taken care of by her uncle's family as a daughter.

For Yu Xingxing, a sick seedling, his mother often takes care of him to be filial, Yu Xingxing is not married, has no offspring, and when she and Yu Xingxing are old, it is the responsibility that is pressed on his shoulders.

But before they got old, Yu Xingxing died like this.

The young man's hand shook when he heard the sound of the phone being connected, and he could barely hold the phone.

"Ah Yun, are you at the hospital? How's your uncle? Have you drunk the soup? Isn't it delicious? "On the other end of the line was a female voice of some age.

As soon as the young man's throat changed, "Mom......" His tears blurred his vision, and also blurred the Yu Star in his vision.

"What's wrong?" The female voice on the other end was flustered for a moment.

The room was silent.

"Uncle...... Uncle he just ...... Just gone......" the young man swallowed.

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds, and then two words floated faintly: "What? ”

"Uncle, he's gone." The young man repeated, this time his voice calmed down a little, "Doctor, they're all here, just ......"

When the young man said this, he got stuck.

When he stepped into the ward, it happened to be when Yu Xingxing was pronounced dead, and the doctor had not explained Yu Xing's situation to him.

The attending doctor remained in the ward and took the initiative to explain the situation.

The young man relayed word by word to his mother, and felt that the words that came out of the doctor's mouth and repeated by himself were like two knives cutting his heart in turn.

His heart throbbed, tingled, cramped......

He clutched his heart, a little surprised by his reaction.

Although he has a good relationship with Yu Xingxing and accepts the responsibility given to him by his mother, he doesn't feel how important Yu Xingxing's uncle is to him. What's more, he knew since he was a child that Yu Xingxing was weak, riddled with diseases, and was often hospitalized, and he always thought that anything that happened to Yu Xingxing was reasonable, and it should be easy to accept.

Sweat broke out on the young man's forehead, he could harder and harder to hold his phone, his lips trembled, and he couldn't speak.

Wrong.

He suddenly realized that the abnormality in his heart was not due to the pain of losing a loved one.

It seemed like something was really wrong with his heart.

The doctor next to him realized this faster than he did.

The young man was confused by the doctors and nurses, the pain in his heart brought ringing in his ears, and his vision was no longer blurred by tears, but he really couldn't see the scene in front of him clearly.

The field of vision was white, as if an incandescent lamp was pasted in front of him, stabbing his eyes with pain.

The light seemed to pierce the brain along the eyes.

The ringing in his ears and the blinding light were like two knives, churning his brain.

He lost his mind and saw a figure standing in front of him.

Doctor?

Nurse?

No, it's neither.

Who is it?

This kind of costume, long hair...... Unfamiliar faces...... A frosty look......

His heart skipped a beat. The beating was like a flutter on the tip of a knife, making his heart ache even more.

He saw something clearly, and subconsciously lowered his head, and saw a long sword inserted into his chest.

The other end of the sword was in the hands of the strange man in costume.

White light enveloped the man, as if it was about to engulf the man completely.

The young people recalled the experience of traveling to the north.

Heavy snow covered the mountain, and it was white.

Snow blindness.

His eyes were gone.

There seemed to be blood running from his eyes.

The white light emitted by the stranger also turned a blood-red.

The young man seemed to see a kind of struggle and sadness in his eyes that did not fluctuate at the stranger.

Odd.

Result...... What's going on here?

Could it be that he bumped into a ghost in the hospital?

The ghost in the hospital, the white light, is it the ghost of some doctor?

Wait, this man is not wearing a white coat, but an ancient costume.

It's weird...... It's so weird......

He wondered why he didn't feel scared at all.

Ha, shouldn't you have been in that gloomy detention center for a long time, and you are not afraid of this kind of thing, right?

No, it's not right again.

It's just that the lighting inside is not good, and the lighting was not taken into account when it was built, and the rooms are all facing east and west, and there are too many trees planted on the south-facing side to block the sunlight. This is the perennial low temperature, which makes people feel cold. There was never a ...... in the house

Ah, I could have said that more than half a year ago.

Inside, there were really dead people not long ago.

Just like the ghost story he told to Faxiao, the prisoner in the prison died inexplicably.

Singing rang in the ears of the young people.

The strange and somewhat familiar nursery rhyme was sung by an old woman, the tune running down his ears into his aching heart.

It's like the story he made up......

Drops –

The young people heard the sound of the machine.

A straight line appeared in front of his eyes, with only faint undulations.

That's his heartbeat.

His heartbeat was indispensable.

Eventually, stop completely.

Bai Wuchang still maintained the posture of holding the sword, and the light on the sword body and his own light all disappeared with the heartbeat that was drawn into a straight line.

Lin Youde witnessed the black and white impermanence killing one after another, his body was crooked, he leaned back against the wall, and as soon as his feet were weak, his body slowly slid along the cold wall and sat on the ground.

He grabbed his hair, confused.

Why is this happening?

He decided to thoroughly investigate the central hospital in order to protect others and arrest the murderer.

Yu Xingxing may be suspicious, so he was killed by black and white impermanence. And what about this person? What does this nephew of Yu Xingxing have to do with this case?

He didn't know the power of black and white impermanence.

Li Yunben, who was standing beside him, pressed his shoulder, stopped him from stepping forward before, and did not explain, but now he let go of his hand and let him sit on the ground, and did not comfort him.

There was no light in Li Yun's eyes.

He could feel the young man's thoughts as he was dying.

He stared blankly at the young man, at the panicked and anxious medical staff.

Hei Wuchang snorted, stepped forward and grabbed Bai Wuchang's wrist, took his hand, and pulled out the long sword.

Naturally, there was not a drop of blood on the sword.

But with the drawing of the long sword, the young man's soul was pulled out as if he had fallen into a coma.

His soul was strung to a sword, his limbs and head hanging down, motionless.

Bai Wuchang's hand shook, and the soul trembled slightly.

"Don't waste time." Hei Wuchang said dissatisfiedly, "If you want to do it, you can do it well." If it doesn't work, get out. ”

Bai Wuchang's teeth tightened, and the curve of his jaw was like the blade of a long sword.

The long sword seemed to absorb his power, and his body became darker and darker, but the long sword was shining.

The power of black and white impermanence shattered the soul of youth.

Like Yu Xingxing, he was killed and his soul was scattered.

"I met two in a row, and I gained a lot today." Hei Wuchang let go of his hand and let Bai Wuchang hold the long sword in a daze, "It seems that it is bloodline." ”

Bai Wuchang was stunned and looked sideways at Black Impermanence.

Li Yun also looked at Hei Wuchang, and saw that Hei Wuchang's face was calm, without joy or sorrow.

The young man's mobile phone has not yet hung up.

At first, there was a scream of anxiety coming from the other end of the phone, but then it was completely quiet, and even the sound of breathing could not be heard.

At this moment, the voice came from the phone again.

The voice was hoarse, and the fear in it was felt by everyone who heard it.

"Ayun...... My son...... What happened to my son? Doctor? Doctor? Is there anybody? ”

Yu Xingxing's attending doctor did two rescues in succession, but they all failed, and the whole person was a little depressed.

He cheered up, picked up his phone, and paused before speaking.

The cry on the other end of the phone can be heard by everyone in the ward.

Black Impermanence put his hands around his chest and leaned against the door, looking ready to wait for something.

Li Yun's heart was furious, "No, this is also ......"

Hei Wuchang squinted at him, "I can only be sure when I see people." ”

As long as they see someone, they can know if they have blood on their hands.

For black and white impermanence, unless it is a murder to prevent killing, all other killings are capital crimes.

They were the executioners of the heavens and the earth, wielding their swords to cut down everyone who knelt before them.

Bai Wuchang lowered his hand, and the sword in his hand dissipated like a young man's soul.

Li Yun glanced at Bai Impermanence. He could feel Bai Wuchang's heart suddenly becoming gloomy.