There is a sick girl before and a ghost after

Standing in the room just now again, Wen Yuran just watched the jade pendant that was obediently following him suddenly emit a very dazzling light, completely illuminating the whole room. It lasted for several minutes.

Surprisingly, there was no piercing howling as he expected during this process, and he didn't even see the ghost appear, and when he opened his eyes again, the room was quite different from just now.

Although it was still dilapidated, and there was still some stains and blood stains on the ground, but the whole room had become quite bright, with abundant sunlight in the afternoon coming in from the windows, it looked like an ordinary room.

However, Wen Yuran didn't even have time to exclaim, when he saw the people around him staggering back two steps as if they suddenly couldn't stand, and they were about to fall over.

With quick eyesight and quick hands, Wen Yuran supported Qianlang's body half-supported and half-hugged, and was really shocked: "What's wrong? Why is it uncomfortable?"

After seeing it, Wen Yuran realized that Qian Lang's face had also become very pale, as if he had suffered a serious illness or was seriously injured.Hearing his question, Qian Lang seemed to want to smile at him, but he didn't know that the upward curve of the corner of his mouth was very slight and rather weak.

"I'm sorry, a little... a little tinnitus... I can't hear well..."

Before she could finish speaking, Wen Yuran only felt her arms sinking, Qianlang's head drooped weakly, and her voice stopped there, as if she had completely lost consciousness.

"!"

Now he didn't care about anything else, he bent down and picked up the jade pendant that fell on the ground, put it in his pocket, and immediately ran out with Qian Lang on his back.Carrying a man taller than himself was really not an easy job, but he still ran downstairs as fast as he could and returned to the car. Fortunately, the children around the gate also disappeared. gone.

Let Qianlang sit in the co-pilot's seat, and himself in the driver's seat, Wen Yuran quickly started the car, and from the corner of his eye, he noticed that Qianlang opened his eyes at some point, but still looked uncomfortable, so he hurriedly said: " Just bear with me, I'll take you to the hospital."

"No, it will be fine soon, and it's useless to go to the hospital. I just didn't expect the side effects to be so strong."

His voice was still weak, Wen Yuran held the steering wheel, and began to ask: "Don't bully me and lie to me because I don't read much, or I will really turn against you, should I go to the hospital or not?"

"It's really not necessary. Even if I go there, I won't find any problems. I will find someone to clean up your apartment. Can you still live with me today?" Qianlang leaned on the seat relaxedly, his eyes fixed on Sticking to Wen Yuran's body and refusing to move away.

At this time, Wen Yuran really didn't dare to be poor with him. If he spit out a mouthful of blood when he was in a bad mood like the one on TV, who would be the one: "Okay, then I'll drive back to your house. The side effect you said is What's going on? Is there any way to cure it?"

"There is a price to pay for using the Vientiane ring pendant, and a tool like mine exists to take damage instead of the owner. I'm just not used to it yet, and it will be much better next time."

So if there is no Qianlang, he should be lying down now?

Wen Yuran immediately frowned, and glanced at Qianlang suspiciously: "Who are you lying to, haven't you looked in the mirror to see how half your life is left now? You have to go after just a few times like this You're neighbors with Sister Sadako, how many people in your family can survive this one-by-one death with this posture?"

Hearing this, Qian Lang showed another happy smile: "You are really smart, indeed, the intensity of this backlash is much greater than normal, because your body was damaged by the previous incident in Wulou Mountain, and the living Insufficient yang energy, leading to aggravated backlash."

He still wanted to continue to tell Wen Yuran that it was nothing, and he would return to his normal state soon, but before he could speak, Wen Yuran took the conversation away: "Then the backlash you mentioned is a one-off, or will it be superimposed little by little? "

"..." As if he didn't expect him to ask this question, Qianlang was silent for a long while before replying with a smile, "Is there any difference? You see, I'm much better already, and I'll be back to normal after a while."

Originally, Wen Yuran was just asking casually, if Qianlang answered him, he wouldn't pay too much attention, but Qianlang's avoidance of answering made him immediately realize that something was wrong: "Don't talk nonsense, you still can't catch up with nonsense. Mine, tell me honestly, don’t kill me.”

"...It will add up little by little."

Having said so little, it seems that there are other things that I have not taken the initiative to explain.

Wen Yuran thought about it for a while, and then picked a question that Qian Lang thought might be what Qian Lang wanted to hide: "Will it add up to the end?"

This time Qian Lang didn't reply for a long time, but just looked at him with a smile.

After repeated urging, Qian Lang answered unhurriedly: "It will become a monster, gradually become bloodthirsty, and after completely losing its mind, the bones of the whole person will slowly deform, completely turning into a person who only knows how to eat raw food." A monster of flesh and blood."

Stepping on the brake all of a sudden, Wen Yuran turned his head and stared at Qianlang who was smiling relaxedly. For a moment, he felt that this person was a little unreasonable: "Shouldn't you say this kind of thing from the beginning?! If I Didn't ask, did you just hang around like this, and do it next time?" If you didn't ask today, your intuition tells him that next time Qianlang encounters this kind of thing, he will use the Vientiane Ring Pendant recklessly, and then again and again , the last human life was lost in front of him for such a ridiculous reason.

Maybe Qian Lang didn't care about his own life, in fact, he himself wasn't kind enough to regard anyone's life as more important than his own.But first of all, Qianlang saved him, not just any irrelevant person on the street; moreover, from a selfish point of view, he didn't want to bear such a heavy life on his back.

Especially after seeing Qianlang still laughing so heartlessly, the anger in his heart soared, Wen Yuran took out the Vientiane ring pendant from his pocket, and stared at him: "You are quite stubborn, aren't you? Is it dead? Okay, don’t you say that I am the owner of this thing? I really don’t believe in this evil today.”

After finishing speaking, he opened the window of the car, threw the jade pendant some distance in front of the car, and then immediately stepped on the accelerator, rolling towards the jade pendant.

"!"

This time Qian Lang finally changed his expression, and he didn't care that the car was starting, he opened the door and rushed out.His unrecovered body was still weak, but even with this body dragging, he still staggered towards the jade pendant, not caring that he was about to be hit by a car.

Wen Yuran didn't expect him to be so reckless, and immediately stepped on the brakes in shock, so that no one would be knocked down, and then he opened the door and got out of the car angrily.

He used all his strength to throw the jade pendant just now, and the jade pendant fell a long distance. Qian Lang rushed over all the way, and when he picked up the jade pendant, his body finally couldn't support it, and he almost lost his strength and fell to the ground. But still tightly clutching the jade pendant.

Wen Yuran was so angry that he stood in front of Qianlang with a livid face, but happened to meet his fearful and pleading eyes.

On weekdays, Qianlang looked as if he would never show such an expression, such a look in his eyes.

This made Wen Yuran stunned, and his mind calmed down a little, but he still squatted down and snatched the jade pendant from Qianlang's hand, looked directly into the other's almost desperate eyes, and kept reminding himself that he must not be guilty: "You just value this so much thing?"

"No..." Qianlang shook his head, and wanted to reach out to get the jade pendant back, but Wen Yuran easily blocked it due to lack of strength, "No...the contract will be destroyed..."

Seeing that in his eyes, Wen Yuran almost suspected that if he threw away the jade pendant again, he might even cry.If the contract Qian Lang mentioned refers to the time when blood was dripped on the jade pendant, Wen Yuran really didn't know what to say.

Wen Yuran sighed deeply, and stuffed the jade pendant back into his pocket: "I confiscated this thing, and it's okay to keep it as a collection. If you take it out and use it again, don't blame me for smashing it?"

After finishing speaking, he didn't need Qianlang's reaction, he kept his squatting posture and turned his back to Qianlang: "Come up, come up, fortunately, there are no cars on the road in the wilderness, or if the car parked on the road, it would have been complained Hurry up and go home, take a shower and sleep."

Qian Lang stared blankly at Wen Yuran's back, feeling very badly that the temperature on his face was rising again.

Before making him wait long, Wen Yuran's warm body was pressed against his back, and Wen Yuran immediately picked him up, and complained to himself as he walked towards the car: "Why do I, a handsome guy, spend such a good time not dating girls?" , I’m here to walk behind you like a man.”

"Because you are really a nice person."

Unprepared to be confused by a good man, Wen Yuran opened the car door and put the man down, sat back in the driver's seat and looked up, and saw Qianlang's face reddened to the ears again in the rearview mirror, she didn't seem to dare to look up he.

"So I just want to ask why you are so shy?!"

There was no answer, Qian Lang just stroked the cloth wrapped around his wrist, the expression on his drooping face was unpredictable, besides joy and longing, there was also a bit of indiscernible paranoia.