After Being Possessed by Spirit World Giants [Transmigration Book]

A thought flashed through his mind, and Wen Yue straightened his body with the strength of Mao Shining's hands, and his bent waist felt a dull pain.

The other party's eyes are deep, and Wen Yue looks a little unnatural.

He tilted his head, and his voice was full of doubts: "The appearance of General Ghost, does it mean that his remains are buried here?"

Mao Shining nodded.

"It doesn't make sense anymore." Wen Yue was thoughtful.

The screenwriter of this play is more sophisticated, hired historians as consultants, restored many details, and used this as a selling point.

Duantouya was chosen as the location for the location, because there was a famous battle against foreigners here, and the prototype of the general did exist.

But the appearance of General Ghost overturned the records.

Great military exploits, the great general who should have enjoyed the Taimiao, but the remains are in front of the snow-capped mountains, and there must be unknown secrets in it.

And this hidden event is also the source of everything.

The two were silent for a moment, their eyes met in the air, and they said in unison: "The clue is still in the hole."

Wen Yue raised his eyes and saw that the ghost general who had been repelled had regained his strength and blocked the entrance of the cave with his teeth and claws.

While he was in trouble, the cold wind blew up in his ears, and Mao Shining jumped into the air, floating away.

With just a soft whistle, the ghost general chased after him closely.

I don't know what method Mao Shining used, the gravel blocking the entrance of the cave suddenly shattered, revealing the dark space inside.

"Wow, fairy."

Wen Yue sighed, driven by curiosity, and quickly followed.

When his eyes got used to the light in the cave, he almost bumped into Lu Feng, and he staggered back a few steps in fright.

"Who would have thought that a golden weapon and an iron horse would not be able to escape the beauty barrier."

Familiar voices filled the empty grotto, and the echoes continued.

Wen Yue looked up, and Mao Shining looked like a "master", standing on a high place and sighing quietly.

These words seemed to hit General Ghost's heart.

He roared excitedly and bumped around, his body seemed to be bound, unable to perform any movements.

Mao Shining's words are like a knife: "You pretend to love her, she pretends to love you, each is his master."

"You are superior, and you will use your tricks to lure her into the game. She died because of this, but you feel so guilty, and your nostalgia grows day by day. You revisit the old place, and you fell into the trap that she made before she hanged herself."

General Ghost struggled violently until he was exhausted, and knelt down on his knees with a thump, head down and motionless.

"This spirit-binding lock is very good. The more you move, the greater the wear and tear." Mao Shining lowered his eyes, and his tone was as cold as ice. "When the ghost spirit is exhausted, you can avoid fighting."

General Ghost raised his head suddenly, his ferocious face was full of astonishment: "Who are you?!"

"It's just people who have nothing to do," Mao Xing said indifferently, "The poor general has been deceived for thousands of years, and his soul is bound to nowhere to be reborn. Although he complains, he blames the wrong person."

When General Ghost heard this, all the muscles in his body collapsed suddenly, and a layer of blood appeared in his pitch-black pupils, "Impossible, you are talking nonsense!"

Mao Xing snorted coldly, and raised her finger to point to the stone wall not far away, "She has left a message to remind you to be careful of the lieutenant around you, you are caught in the trap when you indulge in guilt and don't realize it at all, is this karmic reincarnation?!"

After he pointed, two lines of handwriting appeared on the stone wall amidst the flashing white light, the dark red color looked like a blood book.

The ghost general hesitated for a moment, and finally staggered away. He looked at the wall and couldn't help crying, "Yan'er, I will fail you!"

The pervasive black mist instantly evaporated and dissipated, and the cave was refreshed.

Look again, the heroic general in the silver light armor is standing in front of the wall, bowing to Mao Shining.

Mao Shining asked in a deep voice, "Where does the general intend to go?"

"Transforming the Tao, entering reincarnation, and one day I will meet my old friend..."

As the lingering sound lingered, the appearance of the general faded away and gradually disappeared.

Several bright red light spots flickered and danced, falling on Mao Shining's palm.

With a loud "plop", Lu Feng fell from mid-air, causing a puff of smoke and dust, and lay motionless on the ground.

Wen Yue hurried forward and found that he was still breathing, but very weakly, "Dead?"

Mao Shining was still high on the rock just now, looked down at his actions, and came to him in an instant.

With an expression that didn't match his age, he looked Wen Yue up and down, and suddenly raised his palm, caressing his cheek, as if seeing a long-lost beloved.

His cold voice sounded in his ears, "Why do you care so much about life and death?"

"How can people who have never died understand?" Wen Yue thought to himself, and said seriously: "Master Bai, you don't understand the beauty of the world."

Shiny Mao pursed her thin lips slightly.

Facing his gaze, Wen Yue felt as if someone was peeping into his soul.

"Is there anyone else inside? Mao Shining, Wen Yue, Tan Rourou, Lu Feng, please answer!"

There was a noise at the entrance of the cave, someone shouted their names, and their footsteps were chaotic.

Wen Yue's heart suddenly lit up: "Xue Beng is everyone okay? The group's destruction has not come true!"

It is not known whether the plot of the original novel is like this or his efforts have had an effect.

The body sank suddenly, and Mao Shining fell straight into his arms, breathing evenly, as if in a deep sleep.

Wen Yue: ...

The road was cleared in time, and the rescue team arrived quickly and successfully rescued the crew trapped by snow.

Wen Yue was hit on the back of the head, concussion symptoms, multiple frostbite all over the body, was carried directly into the ambulance, and fell into a deep sleep.

He had no dreams for a night, and he didn't know how long he slept. When he woke up, he was surrounded by pure white color and the smell of disinfectant.

"Hey, the hero is awake?" A shiny and enlarged face appeared in front of his eyes, "I slept soundly enough."

Wen Yue rubbed her sleepy eyes and said to herself, "I should call you a hero."

Mao Shining returned to greasy, it seems that it is undoubtedly him.

He is in good spirits, even though his elbow is being dragged by the gauze, it seems that he is also injured.

"The doctor said that your head is fine, and the memory loss is temporary." Mao Shining said.

Wen Yue half sat up, "How about everyone?"

"Don't worry, most of them are fine, except for the three who will stay on the mountain forever." Mao Shining handed over a banana.

"Brother Yue, do you have any secrets on how to predict earthquakes and avalanches? You have time to teach me!"

"Three?" Wen Yue shook his head and didn't answer, "Lu Feng is alright?"

Hearing this name, Mao Shining's face darkened, "Well, I guess I'll be fine for the rest of my life."

"What do you mean? Is the case cleared?" Wen Yue asked,

"I don't want to mention him, you can go and see for yourself when you have time." Mao Shining left the words and went back to her bed.

"Brother, thank you for your kindness!" A fat face stretched out from the next door.

Director Liu, who was pulled by the neck, greeted Wen Yue, "If you hadn't notified us in time, we would have returned to our positions yesterday."

Wen Yue smiled and said, "You're welcome, you should."

In the three-person ward, Mao Xingxuan and Director Liu had nothing to do.

Discuss claims, post-production, and scenarios all afternoon.

Wen Yue got dizzy when he heard that, got up and went out, went to the nurse's desk and asked Lu Feng's room number. He still had some doubts in his heart and felt very uncomfortable.

Not far away, just go straight and turn right and turn to the third room, just in time for visiting time.

As Wen Yue walked, there were three large red characters "ICU" painted on the glass of the front door.

Wen Yue had a bad feeling and went straight to the third room.

Through the glass on the door, I saw Lu Feng lying on the hospital bed with a young girl sitting next to him, holding his hand and putting it on her face.

Wen Yue knocked on the door and walked in without waiting for the other party's response.

Lu Feng is already on a ventilator, his eyes are closed, his lips are gray and white, exactly the same as when he was seriously ill, and he can't pretend.

The girl saw that it was him, and stood up, "I arrived in the morning, and the doctor said that you would wake up tomorrow at the soonest. I didn't expect it to be so early."

Her eyes were red and she spoke in a nasal voice.

"What a dignified and elegant beauty!" Wen Yue said secretly, listening to her words, she seemed to be very familiar with the original owner.

"Are you..." Wen Yue asked,

"Xinxi said you lost your memory, so it's true." The other party looked at him worriedly, "I'm Liangliang."

"Ms. Mao, hello." Wen Yue said politely,

"Ah," Liang Liang raised her forehead, "I forgot even this. I am Mao Shiny's twin sister. One of us takes my father's surname, the other takes my mother's surname, and my surname is Ren."

"If she didn't tell me, I really wouldn't be able to tell that he and Mao Shining are twins." Wen Yue thought to himself, looking towards the hospital bed and asking, "How is he?"

Ren Liangliang let out a long sigh, "He suffered a severe head injury, and the doctor said that he might not wake up for the rest of his life."

"If you wake up, you'll have to go through the prison with a light sentence." Wen Yue thought to himself, such an ending might not be a bad thing for Lu Feng.

Leaving Lu Feng's ward, the clock on the opposite side showed that it was ten to five o'clock, the setting sun was like blood, and the sky was getting darker.

Wen Yue walked down the stairs for half a floor alone.

Standing in the shadow of the security door, I subconsciously touched my pocket and found that it was empty.

"Damn addicted to cigarettes!" He muttered angrily, and a slender figure flashed before his eyes when he looked up.

"Xiao Tao!" Wen Yue called her name.

The figure stopped suddenly, looking around, Wen Yue walked in front of her from the dark.

"Brother Yue?!" Xiao Tao was surprised, "Why are you here?"

Wen Yue said, "waiting for you."

"Wait for me?" Xiaotao laughed dryly, "Stop joking."

"I heard that you were lucky, you were not injured, and you have already gone back to the hotel?" Wen Yue chatted with her in a leisurely tone.

"I'm here to visit everyone." Xiaotao said,

"I don't bring anything, so I can only see one type of patient?" Wen Yue followed slowly up the steps.

Under the setting sun, Xiaotao's complexion turned pale.

"Brother Yue, what do you want to say?" She became visibly vigilant, and secretly reached into her pocket with her right hand.

Wen Yue smiled: "Don't be nervous, I just want to tell you a story."

"I heard that brother Yue also injured his head, isn't he still awake?"

Xiaotao is leaning against the railing with her toes pointing outwards, in a posture ready to escape.

Wen Yue said: "It's okay if you don't want to listen, I'll tell others." Then he turned and walked up.

"Wait!" Xiaotao stopped her suddenly, her tone containing a hint of sarcasm, "If you have something to say, you might as well just say it."