38 degrees snow

The woman's face was as pale as paper, and she was dressed gorgeously, with silk and satin wrapped in gold and jade treasures, and her slender fingers were covered with rings and bead chains, so golden that they were soaked in the water.

Jiang Duyi put Jiang Lang on the lid of the sarcophagus, and the cold seaweed wrapped him tightly in an instant. Jiang Lang's consciousness was slowly stimulated by the cold water flow. Standing in front of the tall coffin, the veins on his arms were cut open, and blood was gurgling out, all of which were absorbed by the green seaweed.

"Don't, dad...don't, don't let the bloodlet, no!" Jiang Lang's eyes were wide open, and he couldn't move away at all. He watched his father's face turn as pale as paper, and the blood flow became thinner and thinner. The most familiar body slowly disappeared into nothingness along with the water waves.The bitter and salty taste diffused in the mouth, is this... the taste of tears?

The seaweed on his body faded slowly, and Jiang Lang sat up, only to realize that his body had turned blood red, and he realized that his father had just used his blood to recast his body.

dad……

"Dad! I, I can't walk anymore!"

Panting heavily, Jiang Lang kept up with his father's pace, sat down on the ground exhausted, stretched out his hand aggrievedly, and wanted a strong embrace like other children.

The man's face became serious, and he scolded him: "Why can't you walk, what does it look like for an imposing man who can't even walk these few steps! Get up!"

With tears in his eyes, Jiang Lang lowered his head and wanted to stand up by himself, but his immature little hand was grabbed by a big hand and helped him up. His father looked at him with a straight face.

"Let's go, stop being coquettish."

Jiang Lang smiled happily and trotted after his father.

"dad……"

Jiang Lang's eyes were red, and he called softly to the bubbles that had just disappeared in midair.The voice disappeared in the water, piercing the bottom of my heart tremblingly, it turns out...it's not that you don't love me.

It turns out...it's not that you don't love me...

I used to think all the time, how can I please you, how can I make you look at me more.I want to be carried by my father on the shoulders like other children and run all over the streets, and when I come home, my mother has prepared meals and told me to wash my hands.I once dreamed of you walking away slowly at night alone, and then woke up with tears in my eyes, and I once stood alone in the snow and shouted to my parents.I don't want a house or a toy, and I don't mess around like other children, but no matter how messed up other kids are, they will be hurt. Why am I always alone.

I used to yearn for family affection and understanding almost crazy, and I used to seek attention by being naughty and mischievous. I used to hate you to the bone, but my eyes were red the moment we met.

You love me so much, why can't you be an ordinary person with me...

Jiang Lang stood at the bottom of the water and staggered, feeling colder than water on his ankles. His heart shuddered, and he turned his head suddenly, and saw the woman who had just been in the coffin crawled out, looking at him with a torn face. smile.

Jiang Lang subconsciously wanted to yell, but a voice sounded from the bottom of his heart.

"Don't be afraid."

Jiang Lang was startled, the voice was all too familiar, he asked in his heart - is that you?dad.

The woman crawled over step by step, Jiang Lang clenched the knife at his waist, drew it out and slashed at the woman, a cold light flashed, and the woman was unscathed.

The woman stood up with a sneer, drew a circle in the air with her fingers, and a flame ignited and went straight to Jiang Lang. Jiang Lang subconsciously dodged, and the fire also burned in the water.

This is—is Samadhi real fire? !

wrong!Samadhi True Fire is not like this!He has seen Yan Zhen's Samadhi True Fire, which is different in color and shape.When the true fire of Samadhi burns, it is burning bright red, but this cluster of flames is cold blue.

It's a will-o'-the-wisp...

If it's a will-o'-the-wisp, Jiang Lang has a solution. What he learned from Cheng Hanzhou has finally come into use.

He bit the tip of his tongue hard, wiped the blood from his heart on the palm of his hand, and slapped the woman's forehead forcefully, with a "snap", the will-o'-the-wisp went out in response, and the woman was stunned for a moment, and the fingers and claws that were about to come out stopped in mid-air .

It was a good respite, Jiang Lang raised his knee and kicked the woman out, he secretly said sorry in his heart, beautiful sister, at this time, don't blame me for not being sympathetic.

The woman narrowed her eyes, and a mouthful of foul-smelling gas spit out from her mouth. Before Jiang Lang could react, he sucked in all the gas.

Here... where is it?

Jiang Lang looked around, why is it so dark?

The woman's sinister laughter rang in her ears, and water rippled across her face.

wrong!It's still this place, because I can't see it!Jiang Lang's heart sank, and suddenly there was a sharp pain in his shoulder. Jiang Lang touched his shoulder, only to realize that he was bitten by a female ghost.

He was furious that this woman used such an obscene method!Really!

He fished it casually, but found nothing. The woman swam up to his back and hit him hard, and a big gash was cut on his back, and blood flowed out immediately.

The woman swam around like a fish, and within a moment, Jiang Lang's body was covered with cuts and bruises.But he also summed up the law of women's activities, she always strikes behind him - Jiang Lang turned around, and sure enough, he felt a movement of air behind him, and this woman turned around!He took the opportunity to make another turn, and stabbed straight forward with the dagger.

No matter what, you must stab her!

really! With a sound of "Puff", the dagger pierced into the woman's body, and the woman let out a sharp howl, and the minions grabbed Jiang Lang's neck in an instant, blocking his breathing for an instant.

"Ah, ah——" Jiang Lang squeezed out a few notes from his mouth, struggling desperately, trying to stab the woman's body with the dagger again, but because he lost his breath, he found desperately that he couldn't stab the woman at all.

His breathing was blocked for nearly 20 seconds, and he felt the burning pain in his heart and lungs again, his body became more and more limp, and he stabbed hard with all his strength.

The dagger slammed into the woman's forehead, and the hand pinching her neck was slowly released, and the woman fell straight down, shrinking into a mummified corpse.

Jiang Lang fell down powerlessly, but was caught by a pair of warm hands. He turned his head in surprise—Cheng Hanzhou was sweating profusely, looking at himself nervously.

"Jiang Lang, Jiang Lang! Wake up!" Cheng Hanzhou shook Jiang Lang vigorously, and he was relieved when he found that he was fine, "It's good that you are fine..."

Jiang Lang tried his best to stand up, but Cheng Hanzhou hugged him tightly and surfaced out of the water holding his breath.

Seeing the air suddenly, Jiang Lang realized that he had just stayed in the water for so long. He coughed hard, but the wound on his body slowly healed as the water dries up. Jiang Lang stared straight at his eyes. Said to himself: "Damn, my King Kong is not broken?"

The joy of being resurrected from the dead lasted for less than a moment, but was overwhelmed by the grief that came like a tide, and Jiang Lang's heart ached again. He remembered the scene where his father had just disappeared little by little, and sat on the ground slumped.

Cheng Hanzhou looked at Jiang Lang, seemed to understand everything, lightly pressed Jiang Lang's shoulder, and said softly: "Let's go, brother will take you back to the teahouse."

Jiang Lang didn't speak, he stood up and followed Cheng Hanzhou's footsteps, and walked slowly to the car.

The car drove very fast, and returned to the teahouse in less than two days. The moment he entered the teahouse, Jiang Lang saw Cheng Hanzhou's eyes suddenly reflected a cold light, and he clenched the dagger in his hand.

"What are you doing here?" he asked coldly.

The cold wind suddenly picked up in the room, and a monster that looked like a unicorn crawled on the beam, grunting: "Don't get me wrong, I'm here for help."

The monster landed on the ground and turned into a well-dressed man. Jiang Lang glanced at it, and his eyeballs almost fell off—this, this, this, isn't this the principal of their school? !

The "principal" saw that Jiang Lang frowned obviously, and said, "Isn't this the student who fell to death a few days ago? Our school was condemned by public opinion for several days. Why didn't you die?"

Cheng Hanzhou was unhappy at the time, and said coldly: "This is the general, why don't you bow down?"

The hesitation on the face of the "principal" froze in place, and he quickly showed his original shape, kneeling on the ground and bowing to Jiang Lang.

Unfortunately, thinking of the well-dressed man at the weekly flag-raising ceremony, Jiang Lang felt goosebumps all over his body. He hurriedly asked the man to stand up and hid the goosebumps on his body.

"Our school's laboratory building has been very busy recently. A few girls went there to mess around, and saw the soul of a dead girl wandering in it. After I heard about it, I went to that laboratory building at night. Sure enough, When I saw that soul, I wanted to suppress this incident, but it became more and more fierce. We had no choice but to seal off that laboratory building. But yesterday—” the principal sighed when he said this.

"Yesterday, a few bold boys climbed through the window and entered the laboratory building in the middle of the night. One of them died and the police were called in! But how can they find out what's going on? I'm dying of anxiety now. Help me Help, help me exorcise ghosts!"

Cheng Hanzhou didn't raise his head, took a sip of tea, and said, "Aren't you a ghost yourself, what kind of ghost are you driving?"

The "Principal" was so anxious that his head was covered with cold sweat, he moved forward: "I know, it was my fault for releasing those evil spirits from the underworld 20 years ago, but haven't I been punished for this, your boss?" People don’t remember villains, so please help me.”

Cheng Hanzhou raised his eyes and said to the "Principal", "Stand up."

The "principal" stood up, and Jiang Lang clearly saw that there was a materialized yin energy lingering around the "principal", wrapping his body tightly in darkness.

Cheng Hanzhou slashed at the "principal" with a straight knife, and he was so frightened that he quickly hid behind the chair, but with a sound of breaking through the air, the yin energy on the "principal" dissipated and turned into a puff of black smoke and fled.

"Didn't you see the dead air on your body?" Cheng Hanzhou wiped his knife and said with a smile.

The "principal" was taken aback at the time, could it be... that this dark energy has permeated him?

Cheng Hanzhou put on his coat and said to Jiang Lang, "Let's go to your school."

The school is still the same, nothing has changed.That's right... I've only been away for a few days, so how could it be possible to change too much.The students have all gone home because of the incidents in the school in recent days, and only the police are walking around to check the case.

Cheng Hanzhou sat on the side and waited until all the policemen had left before entering the laboratory building. It was pitch black inside and he couldn't see the way ahead.

And at the corner window on the second floor, he clearly saw a figure standing in front of the slightly bright window.

The author has something to say:

I wanted to post it yesterday, but today I found out that I didn’t post it, so I posted it again. I’m sorry to delay everyone’s reading of the article. I’m more concerned