Thriller Night Talk

Beiquan still had his eyes closed, showing no intention of waking up.

Wei Fuyuan broke out in a cold sweat.

He swung left and right, and slapped Beiquan's face twice, making Beiquan's pale cheeks flush.

But even so, Beiquan still couldn't open his eyes.

Not only that, his unconscious struggle became weaker and weaker. After grabbing a couple of fingers in the void, they hung down feebly and did not move anymore.

"Snapped."

The sound of the incense stick breaking is very small, but it is very clear in the silent night.

"Broken again!"

Tian Jiaxin screamed:

"Another stick of incense was broken!"

Wei Fuyuan turned his head to look.

In the incense burner, the one on the left was also folded in half at the bottom, and only the last one of the three sticks of incense was still burning rapidly, and the green smoke was rising at an astonishing speed.

——[Before the three incense sticks are burned out, no matter what, you must wake me up. 】

For a moment, Wei Fuyuan only had the words that Beiquan had told him remain in his mind.

He didn't know how serious the consequences would be if he couldn't wake up Beiquan in time, but he didn't want to try at all.

"What, what to do!?"

Wei Fuyuan was sweating profusely. Seeing that Beiquan's eyes were closed tightly, his lips were cyanotic, and his chest didn't even rise and fall, he tremblingly explored Beiquan's breath with his fingers:

"He's not breathing!"

Wei Fuyuan yelled at Tian Jiaxin.

But Tian didn't know what to do with his salary increase.

Although he is a Tianqi doll who has practiced for 800 years, he has no fighting power when he becomes a plant essence. Usually, he can use some tricks such as blinding eyes or earth escape, but at such an urgent moment, let him think of a different way. It is absolutely impossible for my son to call back Beiquan's soul trapped in some corner.

"I can't do it either!"

Tian Jiaxin looked at Beiquan, who was no longer breathing, and the remaining sliver of crumbling incense in the censer, burst into tears, and screamed:

"Didn't Beiquan ask you to help him protect the law? Why are you still asking me now!?"

Originally, with Wei Fuyuan's temper, he would definitely be furious if he was attacked by a little doll like this.

But now that Beiquan is on the line of life and death, Young Master Wei has no room for anything else in his mind.

--Yup!

Wei Fuyuan thought in an extremely chaotic heart:

——There must be a reason for Beiquan to let himself protect the law!

He desperately forced himself to calm down.

——Beiquan once said, what's wrong with me?

--correct!It is merit!I have merit!

Wei Fuyuan shouted at Tian Jiajia:

"Are the merits in me useful to Beiquan!?"

Tian raised his salary and was taken aback by the question.

He actually didn't know, but there seemed to be no other better way now.

"You, try it!"

Tian Jiaxin wiped away tears and shouted loudly:

"Whether it's crossing your breath or anything else, it's better to share your merits with him than to just sit there!"

Wei Fuyuan understood the word "crossing qi".

——Isn’t this just artificial respiration? ?

Although Young Master Wei didn't know if his merits could be transferred to Beiquan through the method of "crossing the breath", since Beiquan didn't breathe anymore, artificial respiration is always right, right?

Thinking of this, he immediately stopped hesitating, threw himself on Beiquan, pinched his chin and lifted it up, relying on the little first aid common sense he learned during military training two years ago, took a deep breath, put his lips together, Clinging to Beiquan's mouth, he blew air into it.

Beiquan's lips were as cold as ice, but at the same time very soft, like some kind of soft jelly to the touch.

But Wei Fuyuan didn't have any thoughts in his heart, he only thought about waking Beiquan up.

Tian Jiaxin on the side was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, but he couldn't do anything, he could only stare at the last stalk of incense left in the incense burner, and deeply realized what it means to be "as fast as a second". Year".

The incense stick is only the length of the thumbnail, and at the current burning speed, it will burn out in half a minute at most.

"Beiquan!"

Wei Fuyuan refused to give up.

While calling Beiquan's name, he breathed into the unconscious man's mouth one by one.

But what Wei Fuyuan didn't know was that the light of merit in his body, like little fireflies, merged into Beiquan's body with the overlapping lips and tongues of the two...

……

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The girl who shared his feelings drowned alive in the shoal where the water was so deep that it only reached the calf. At the moment of the girl's death, Beiquan also broke away from the residual memory of her soul.

Originally according to the correct operation of the soul separation technique, at this time Beiquan should follow the guidance of the incense and immediately return to his physical body the same way.

However, the terrible thing is that the place where the girl died is a fragmented space where the entrance and exit are unknown. Even if she died, the three souls and seven souls could not leave, so Beiquan who was chasing her was also trapped in the space like her. here.

From Beiquan's current point of view, he is like a speck of dust floating in the universe, surrounded by darkness, without light or sound, empty, with nowhere to fall.

He looked around, trying to find the smoke or fragrance of the soul-inducing incense, but after failing, he recited the mantra silently, trying to find a connection with his physical body, but unfortunately he still found nothing.

--Right.

Beiquan laughed at himself for being naive in his heart.

He was originally a lonely ghost who couldn't enter reincarnation because of the crime of killing. To put it bluntly, the so-called physical body was a second-hand product that he was passively snatched from.

It is not a matching thing, how closely can the soul and body be connected?

If you can't feel it at the critical moment, in a sense, it can be regarded as the cycle of heaven and retribution.

——It’s just that if I really can’t go back, the salary increase will be fine...

Beiquan laughed at himself:

——That kid, I'm afraid he will be scared to death.

He thought about Wei Fuyuan's bewildered look guarding his corpse, Beiquan thought it was very funny, but also felt a little self-blame.

At this moment, Beiquan's bangs hanging down on his temples moved slightly, and the ends swept across his ears.

Beiquan thought it was his own illusion, so he reached out and touched it.

--wrong!

He froze suddenly.

——It is indeed windy!

In an airtight debris space where the entrance and exit are unknown, there is wind!

And it's still the wind that can stir his soul!

Beiquan's heart beat violently twice, and he looked up to follow where the breeze came from.

The weak airflow became more and more obvious.

There is also a little bit of golden light surging with the wind, like a flickering galaxy, circling around his feet.

——It's that kid!

Beiquan had an epiphany.

He immediately stopped hesitating, took a step, and ran straight to the source of the golden light...

…………

……

In the censer, the last piece of incense ash fell with embers, and was extinguished in an instant.

"Aha!"

Beiquan suddenly took a deep breath, then seemed to be choked by the breath, turned over and sat up, bent over and began to cough violently.

"Cough cough! Cough cough cough!"

Wei Fuyuan was startled by Beiquan's sudden bounce at first, and then his shock turned into joy.

Under the ups and downs of emotions, he almost collapsed.

Young Master Wei propped his hands on the ground, bent forward in a standard frustration, panting while raising his eyes to look at Beiquan whose cheeks were flushed from coughing.

"Damn it, it's really... great..."

He murmured:

"You're finally awake..."

Tian Jiaxin rushed over the moment Beiquan woke up, patting his back and chattering nonchalantly.

"You almost died just now, you know that?"

Tian Qiwa said angrily:

"Just tell you not to use this trick! Look, the incense is all gone! If you're a second later, you won't be able to come back!"

Beiquan finally managed to catch his breath, stopped coughing with great difficulty, and snored on Tian Jiaxin's small head.

"Okay, okay, I'm coming back now."

After appeasing Tian Qiwa, who had exploded with fur, he turned to look at Wei Fuyuan again:

"Xiao Wei, thank you."

Wei Fuyuan was stunned for a moment when he heard Beiquan's thank you.

"cough."

He touched his nose and felt a little hot in his ears:

"I didn't, I didn't do anything..."

Young Master Wei is not self-effacing, but he really doesn't think his artificial respiration, which is a terribly amateur, can do much.

— By the way, artificial respiration!

After the crisis was over, the kiss just now... no, the feeling when he touched Beiquan's lips came back to his mind.

Wei Fuyuan's gaze unconsciously moved to Beiquan's smiling lips.

The other party's lips, which were bluish white and cyanotic just now, have returned to ruddy, slightly red and swollen, with a layer of watery luster...

The red tide spread from Wei Fuyuan's ears all the way to his entire face.

"Okay, okay!"

He waved his hand in confusion, trying to expel the soft, cold and wet touch from his mind:

"You just... well, I mean, what did you see during the time you fell asleep?"

Hearing this, Beiquan did not continue the topic just now, but restrained the smile on his lips, and his expression became serious.

"Come here, it's time to get ready."

He stood up, turned around and beckoned Wei Fuyuan and Hetian to raise his salary:

"I found the entrance to that fragmented space."

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Time was running out, Beiquan didn't tell Wei Fuyuan and Tian Jiaxin in detail what he saw and heard in the fragmented space, but just told them that there was indeed "something" at work there.

"It was not easy to judge in the space before, but now it seems that the girl who empathizes with me should be this..."

Sitting down at a crippled table, Bei Quan took out a summary file of missing teachers and students, turned to a page, and clicked on a photo of a person.

Wei Fuyuan and Tian Jiajia took a closer look and found that the female student's name was Zhu Li.

Tian raises curiosity:

"How do you know it's hers?"

"I heard her calling the names of the other two girls."

Beiquan obviously used the method of elimination.

Moreover, one second before the girl was pushed into the river by the paper people, he took a quick look at her reflection in the water. Although it was not very clear, compared with the photo, it was indeed the girl named "Julie".

"Okay, now we know that at least one of these teachers and students has died."

Tian Jiaxin picked up a red pen and drew a bright red cross next to Julie's photo.

Wei Fuyuan frowned:

"If the missing people are all in the same situation as Julie..."

Master Wei tried his best to recall what the boy named "Ayun" said on the hotline:

"Then does it mean that those missing teachers and students - one will die every day?"