Early in the morning, the rain passed and the sky cleared.

The damp smell of earth wafted through the air, slightly mixed with the smell of rotting vegetation.

The light was dim, and Jiang Chen was half asleep and half awake, and vaguely heard someone talking next to him.

"When will he wake up?"

"I don't know, maybe I'll sleep for a long time, maybe a few days or nights."

"What did the three of you do last night to make him lose his vitality like this?"

"Guess."

"I guess, the three of you...... Hey, he's awake! ”

Jiang Chen raised his heavy eyelids, and before his eyes could focus, he saw several blurred faces coming over together.

"Yo, wake up early!"

"Brother Jiang, how do you feel?"

"Jiang Gongzi, your face is so pale......"

For a while, it seemed that four or five sparrows flew into the room, noisily burrowing into Jiang Chen's ears, making him more and more dizzy.

He blinked vigorously and saw that Su Yunqing, Du Juan, Xue Tumi, Ye Xingsoul and others were all in front of him.

His lips moved, and he found that his voice was too hoarse to speak.

"He seems to be talking."

"Well, I saw it too."

"Jiang Gongzi, what do you want to say?"

Xue Tumi stood closer, leaning sideways to Jiang Chen's mouth, listening carefully.

Jiang Chen spit out a few words weakly and slowly in his dry throat, Xue Tumi nodded knowingly, and turned his face to everyone: "He said he wanted to drink water." ”

"I'll get it!" The cuckoo ran to the coffee table by the wall with an arrow step, poured a glass of water, and then ran back and handed it to Jiang Chenzui, "Open your mouth." ”

Jiang Chen shook his head vigorously, his mouth moved a few more times, and the cuckoo leaned down to listen for a moment, and said, "Rub your legs?" This, this is not very convenient, is it...... But since you're sick like this, ......"

The cuckoo put down the teacup and reached out with some hesitation.

Jiang Chen's eyes widened and he began to cough violently, Xue Tumi hurriedly patted his back to calm him down, and brought the teacup to his mouth.

Jiang Chen barely drank half a sip, and at this time the cuckoo was already sitting on the edge of the bed.

Jiang Chen was busy refusing, but he couldn't do anything, and he spilled tea all over his body in a hurry.

Su Yunqing watched Jiang Chen being served, just stood next to her and sneered, after a while, she saw something abnormal, and said loudly: "Slow!" ”

Cuckoo and Xue Tumi looked back at her suspiciously.

Su Yunqing said: "I see that he is very unhappy, I'm afraid you all heard it wrong, right?" ”

She took two steps forward and looked at Jiang Chen's face, "Brother, tell me, what do you want to do?" ”

Jiang Chen's lips moved a few times, and he made a hoarse airflow sound.

The three of them stared at him without blinking, and when he finished speaking, the cuckoo hurriedly said, "Obviously I just want to rub my legs!" ”

Xue Tumi touched her smooth chin and said firmly: "He wants to drink another glass of water." ”

The corners of Su Yunqing's mouth twitched, but she still tried to maintain a serious expression, and said lightly: "He said, please shut up." ”

The room was quiet for a while, and the cuckoo said unconvinced: "Aren't you also guessing!" ”

"Just ask him." Su Yunqing smiled, "Jiang Chen, do you mean that?" ”

Under the gaze of many eyes, Jiang Chen nodded, and said a few more words in his mouth.

Su Yunqing said: "He told us all to go out, he wanted to stay alone." ”

With that, he turned around and went straight out.

The cuckoo only felt that his face was hot, pursed his lips, snorted heavily, turned his head and left.

Xue Tumi stopped talking, glanced at Jiang Chen worriedly, sighed slightly, and followed out the door.

Everyone left, and the room quickly became quiet.

Jiang Chen yawned and was about to get some sleep, when he heard a crisp voice ringing out next to him: "You had a nightmare yesterday?" ”

Jiang Chen blinked his sleepy eyes, looked intently, and found that Xining was still standing in the middle of the room, his head lowered, his long eyelashes covering his clear eyes, and he was secretly looking at himself with the afterglow above his sight.

"Why didn't you leave?" Jiang Chen's lips moved slightly, and he made a low voice.

He thought to himself, this girl shouldn't want to attack me when Ben Shaoxia is weak, right?

Although his whole body is weak now, the Lingtai Zhihai is very full and can activate his supernatural powers at any time. Whoever thinks he is weak and can be bullied at this time has miscalculated!

Xining stood by the door in a daze, leaning against the wall, as if preoccupied.

"I saw your dreams last night......"

"Oh?" Jiang Chen raised his head.

"I saw the city in flames, the cries of the innocent, the slaughter in the night, the blood-stained Avengers, and ...... Your confession in hell. Xining raised her head slightly, a few strands of hair swept across her eyes, and her eyes swept over Jiang Chen hazy.

"Eh, I've had this kind of dream?" Jiang Chen was skeptical.

His throat was dry and his voice was indistinct, but Xining understood his words and nodded, "Yes, I saw it all." Torture in hell is not good! If you anticipate this day, why do you want to go further and further down the road to despair? As long as you're willing to turn back......"

"You're guiding me?" Jiang Chen's lips curled, forming an indifferent smile.

Xining raised her head, her pupils reflecting the morning glow, showing a complicated expression.

She bit her lower lip lightly, weighed her words, and said, "You have no chance of winning...... You have a clear conscience, and you can't fool yourself. Your conscience will torment you in the night, and that guilt will build up until it overwhelms your reason and breaks you completely! ”

"Hehe, I can't imagine it, it turns out that you care about me so much." Jiang Chen's smile bloomed coldly in the darkness, his lips didn't move, but Xining's supernatural powers could directly hear his heart, "Yes, I did dream of hell, where those poor and humble sinners suffered. But so what? Shakfutu taught you some shallow and ridiculous, bullshit Buddhist teachings, and you want to influence me? Amusing! You go back and ask Shi Futu, if there are really eighteen layers of hell under the Nine Shadows, should he be the first to go down? And you ignorant and foolish fools, should you be buried with him? ”

The blood on Xining's face faded a lot, and he was silent for a long time before he slowly spoke: "What I want to persuade you is my own reasoning, and it has nothing to do with the Futu Sect Master. ”

"If it weren't for the prestige of Shi Futu, why did you stand in front of me and preach?" Jiang Chen's face was cold, and his eyes were cold.

"I'm here for ......," Xining said again.

She lowered her head, and a soft expression appeared under the morning sun, as if she was reminiscing about the good old days.

After a long time, she said softly, "Since I was a child, Uncle Ping'an has taught me to be merciful......

Jiang Chen snorted and interrupted unceremoniously: "I have already understood the hypocrisy of the Futu Sect. All the eagle dog minions of Shi Futu deserve to die, and of course Zhang Ping'an deserves to die. What he said doesn't make sense, you shut up for me. ”

Xining's delicate body trembled, looked at Jiang Chen's indifferent expression sadly, and said in a trembling voice: "Isn't there a little guilt in your heart?" …… You want revenge, you have a reason, but I'm innocent, you know? You ruined my life just to vent your anger! ”

"Didn't you ruin all of me?"

Jiang Chen's eyes floated in front of him the fire of Xining City that day, and the black ashes in the ruins of the morning light, and he couldn't help but surge his blood, his hands unconsciously clenched into fists, and a sharp pain came from his heart.

He knew that something was wrong, his weak body needed to recuperate, and he couldn't support his anger, so he hurriedly took a deep breath and said coldly in his heart, "I killed all the people who should be killed, and I will never regret it!" If you think it's a sin, that's your business, I'll go my way, it's not your turn to point fingers, get out of here before it's too late! ”

Xining clutched the corner of her clothes, her fingers trembling.

After listening to Jiang Chen's words, her fingers were already a little blue.

Not only did she hear Jiang Chen's indifferent refusal, but she went further, and at that moment, she felt the heart-tearing pain and the bitter hatred for the Futu Sect.

It took her a long time to calm down, and she whispered vaguely, "One day, you will regret ......"

The voice was extremely thin, like a breeze sweeping around him, and Jiang Chen suspected that it was his own auditory hallucination.

He looked at the back of Xining who turned to leave, and thought stupidly: "The disciples and grandchildren of Shi Futu, how can they be qualified to point fingers at me!" ”

Lying back on the bed, Jiang Chen tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

His thoughts were mixed, and his heart palpitated.

Vaguely, the vivid faces of those people in the morning light appeared in front of him one by one, making his eyes sore and his head dizzy.

The heart is painful, and the resentment is monstrous.

Sucheng Ghost Realm, can I see you again?

Jiang Chen held his breath, clasped his hands in front of his chest, felt his heartbeat slowly becoming weak, and only after a few minutes did he spit out the turbid breath in his abdomen, and his consciousness was already blurred a lot.

After that, his breathing gradually slowed and he fell into sleep.

At dusk, the sun is setting, and the yin qi fills the room.

Su Yunqing gently pushed open the door and walked in silently, finding that Jiang Chen still hadn't woken up, and his breath was even weaker.

She walked to the head of the bed, stared at Jiang Chen for a moment, a touch of melancholy lingered between her eyebrows, stretched out her palm and probed Jiang Chen's forehead, the cold touch made her heart tremble, and she turned to touch Jiang Chen's wrist.

The pulse was so faint that it was almost imperceptible, and all these symptoms meant that Jiang Chen's physical condition had deteriorated even more.

'What's the matter, I obviously gave him medicine, why didn't he get better...... Could it be that he was also infested by ghosts during the day? ’

Su Yunqing kneaded her eyebrows, facing such a confused situation, she didn't know where to start.

At this time, Jiang Chen's body trembled violently, let out a violent coughing sound, sat up with his chest covered, and a mouthful of blood sprayed onto the futon.

The new white bedding was stained with a harsh red, and what was even more shocking was that there were some pieces of flesh foam and internal organs mixed with it.

Su Yunqing's heart tightened, and a layer of gloom was cast in front of her.

This level of injury is no longer explained by "ghost infestation".

Could it be that the Futu Sect chased after him again and secretly poisoned him......

Jiang Chen leaned his back against the wall, one hand propped up weakly on the pillow, and his face was full of desolation.

In just one day and one night, he seems to be much older than yesterday, his eyebrows and eyes are filled with sadness and vicissitudes, and a few fine wrinkles have been added to his forehead, and his eyes no longer look like a young man, floating aimlessly past Su Yunqing, looking at the remnant sun outside the window.

"It's going to be dark again." Jiang Chen muttered.

The voice is hoarse, but a little stronger than in the morning, and is able to piece together complete sentences.

Su Yunqing's heart became more and more stunned, she was very suspicious that Jiang Chen had fallen for some kind of evil art, looking at his current appearance, it was not much worse to say that he was a twilight old man who had returned to the light......

In a moment's silence, the sun completely set on the western mountains, and the heavy twilight surrounded all things, and the heavens and the earth were bleak.

The night breeze on the street whined, as if it could bring a chill to the people under the bed through the window lattice.

While Su Yunqing's eyelids were slightly moist, she also seemed to feel a murderous aura.

"Do you think I won't survive tonight?" Jiang Chen suddenly laughed, and his dry voice was like the mouth of an old man in his last years.

Su Yunqing was startled, and looked fixedly, Jiang Chen's gaze was erratic, occasionally meeting her gaze, and there was no stop.

"Your eyes ......," she asked in a trembling voice.

"When the light is dim, it's easy to see things that aren't clean, and you simply close off your vision." Jiang Chen's voice didn't fluctuate, "Other than that, it's fine." This young man is a King Kong physique, it is not so easy to die, and if those ghosts want to kill me, it will take at least half a month......"

Hearing the half-month deadline, Su Yunqing breathed a sigh of relief, picked up a hot towel, and wiped his face for him: "Brother, what's the matter with you, you are haunted by evil spirits?" ”

"Pretty much." Jiang Chen added in his heart, and the number of evil spirits is a bit large, at least more than 100,000.

"What evil spirit is so powerful? Is it a female ghost? ”

"There are men and women......"

"Yo, you're pretty popular...... Have they had enough fun, and will they come back in the evening? ”

"I think it will."

"It's not okay to go on like this, your body will be hollowed out, you should advise them to be in moderation! Zhang Yuting should have taught you some methods of exorcism, I also know a little bit, why don't you draw a few talismans? ”

"It's useless." Jiang Chen shook his head.

Those ghosts did not come from the outside world, but were created by the "Netherworld Picture Scroll" drawn by Yun Chong.

When Jiang Chen saw the scroll for the first time, he had been infected by evil spirits, and then he tore up the scroll, and even broke the seal, and those powerful ghosts lurked in his spiritual platform Zhihai, and now they were inspired by the yin qi and appeared.

They have suffered a lot of pain and torture, and their hearts have long been filled with madness and tyranny, and each one of them is extremely vicious, and ordinary charms can hardly work. At the beginning, the senior monk Yunzhong could only suppress them in the picture scroll, and he could not completely exceed, let alone a layman like Jiang Chen.

He has already tried all the methods he can come up with, and there is no vain meditation and void tricks, cloud heavy scriptures, exorcism spells, and séance spells...... It can only alleviate for a while, and treat the symptoms but not the root cause.