Chapter Ninety-Eight: Fragments (3)
After a while, the phone went silent, and I became more and more uneasy, so I left the school gate and took a taxi to the apartment when the dormitory was about to close.
"Yan Shuyuan, Zhang Wanmo, open the door!"
"Xiaoxing, why are you back?" It was Zhang Wanmo who opened the door, his face was blue and purple, and the corners of his mouth were swollen.
It seems that these two have already had a fight just now.
"What about Yan Shuyuan?"
"I fell asleep with a talisman."
I followed Zhang Wanmo into Yan Shuyuan's room.
Yan Shuyuan slept quietly on the bed, with a talisman on his forehead, and his face was clean, it seemed that Zhang Wanmo was beaten unilaterally, and he didn't even return his hand.
Find the medical kit from the living room, take out iodophor and sit on the sofa in front of him, "Come here." ”
"Forget it, it's a little injury, it's nothing, hiss." Zhang Wanmo still wanted to smile strongly, but the wound on the corner of his mouth was affected, and his face changed in pain.
"Come here, isn't Yan Shuyuan still asleep?"
I watched him come over slowly.
"How long can he sleep?"
"I should be able to sleep until tomorrow morning."
"Okay, I'll help you tonight and find a solution sooner." Yan Shuyuan like this, I don't want to see it for a day.
"Okay."
I thought he had only brought one or two books from home, but when I entered his room, the shelves on the walls were almost full.
"You look for the second row, I've already looked for the first row, I'll find it from the last row."
"Okay."
The books on Zhang Wanmo's bookshelf are many years old, and several of them are in the form of notes, with a faint fragrance of ink.
Since ten o'clock, except for going to the toilet, I went to make two cups of coffee by myself, and neither of us went out of the room.
My eyes are tired, and I haven't found it yet.
"Xiaoxing, wake up, I've found it!"
I don't know when I fell asleep, but when I was woken up by Zhang Wanmo, the sky outside the window was already dark.
"Found it?"
"Hmm!" Zhang Wanmo's eyes were bloodshot, and this glance was the result of staying up late, "Originally, if I wasn't very easy to do alone, it just so happened that you came back tonight." ”
"What do you need me to do?" I looked at the "1968 Diary" in his hand, and my heart was a little abrupt.
Can this be trusted?
Perhaps seeing my gaze on the paper, Zhang Wanmo said, "Don't look at the title of the book so casually, this is the cultivation diary left by our previous generation of Heavenly Masters!" ”
"Oh, then tell me how to get the soul fragments."
"You have to pull out all the souls of Young Master Yan first, don't you have yin and yang eyes? See where the pieces are, and then just hook them out with a hairpin. ”
"It's that simple?"
"It's that simple."
"Yan Shuyuan hasn't woken up yet, right? I just dealt with it earlier. "I opened the door and just wanted to go out, but I didn't know that Yan Shuyuan was standing outside the door.
He looked at me and Zhang Wanmo with a cold face, his hand clenched into a fist, and the talisman in his other hand was also pinched tightly, as if he was going to come up at any time and fight hard.
"Why are you in his room?"
"Young Master Yan, Xiaoxing is just here to help me find information, are you awake? When did you wake up? Zhang Wanmo just wanted to block in front of me, but I pulled him.
Does he really feel like he hasn't been beaten enough?
I thought about it, reached out and grabbed Yan Shuyuan, and led him out of the room.
Yan Shuyuan saw that I was not disgusted with contact with him now, and his mood calmed down.
"Yan Shuyuan, I want to give you a surprise, you close your eyes first."
I coaxed him into pressing him on the couch and obediently closed his eyes.
I immediately gave Zhang Wanmo a look and asked him to bring a rope over.
"How could there be such a thing?!" Zhang Wanmo was also a little anxious.
"Sheets, hurry."
The sheets in my room were lifted off, Zhang Wanmo and I were alone, and then began to circle around Yan Shu.
"What are you doing!" When Yan Shuyuan realized that something was wrong, Zhang Wanmo and I had already turned around and tied his hands and upper body, "Chen Xing, you lied to me!" ”
"I'm sorry Yan Shuyuan, I have to do this, otherwise, now in your state, how can you cooperate with us to take out the ghost fragments." After speaking, I looked at Zhang Wanmo again, "No, his strength is too great, and there is no talisman." ”
"Yes."
Zhang Wanmo grabbed the end of the bed sheet with one hand, and took out a talisman with the other hand and pasted it on Yan Shuyuan's body.
Yan Shuyuan froze like this, except for his eyes, there was no place to move.
"For fixation? When was it drawn? ”
"Two days ago, this was still in the experimental stage, let's hurry up, I don't know how long it can last."
Even if Yan Shuyuan was tied, his upper body was still struggling and writhing, and the eyes of me and Zhang Wanmo were even more like eating people.
Zhang Wanmo used the soul transfer lamp, causing the two soul bodies in Yan Shuyuan's body to float out, directly above him.
The two souls were black and orange intertwined with each other, and I couldn't tell who was who, and the one with the most black had a little red light on his body.
"Found it."
I immediately pulled out the hairpin and raised my hand to prick it over, the small red mass still struggling in my hand.
As a result, it was still forked out little by little.
Zhang Wanmo then sent the two soul bodies back into Yan Shuyuan's body.
He had already fainted when his soul left his body.
"No wonder! This is the love of a ghost. Zhang Wanmo walked over after putting the soul transfer lamp away, and looked at the red ball in my hand.
It's okay if he doesn't say it, isn't it more embarrassing to say this?
"So what to do now?" Do you want to summon the Yin Yang Gate again?
"Don't open it for the time being, the underworld has been in chaos recently, let's put the pieces away first, and when we open the Yin and Yang Gate next time, we can just throw them in together."
"Okay." I also agree with what Zhang Wanmo said.
Yan Shuyuan was carried back to his room by us, and I don't know if he will return to normal when he wakes up.
The fragment of the ghost was packed in a special bag by Zhang Wanmo and put in the hanging bag he usually carried.
In addition to the clothes that I took away in my room, other things were still left, and the sheets were also laid out by Zhang Wanmo.
Early the next morning, I saw Yan Shuyuan eating at the table.
"Early." He said hello to me and went back to eating his own.
I replied and sat down across from him.
"I'm sorry about the last two days."
"It's okay, you don't have to apologize, you're just affected by that fragment."
"Hmm."
"Good morning, everyone!" Zhang Wanmo opened the door and walked out.
The face that was beaten by Yan Shuyuan yesterday is even more swollen today.
I took a look, and the soy milk in my mouth almost squirted.