Minors are not allowed to enter

Chapter 18

Any wish has a price to pay.

Xie Tian didn't expect Cheng Cheng to beg him one day after going round and round.

When Jing Xuan brought Cheng Cheng back, he was already dying.

"what happened?"

Still in the hospital, Xie Ran didn't dare to speak too loudly. Fortunately, Jing Xuan transformed into a real entity, so that he would not be regarded as a psychopath talking to himself.

Jing Xuan's expression was a little dignified: "Probably his father has taken a fancy to his anger."

"How to say?"

Back in time not too long ago.

The female assistant quickly rushed out from the second-floor building, holding a strange watch in her hand.

It is a piece of "Jiang" - the dial is sunken, the hands are just installed at the lowest point, and the surface is covered with a layer of shining glass, just like a miniature water basin, and the glass is the "water surface", that is, the "water surface". mirror".

The hands of the watch show the direction, and the surface illuminates the invisible.

As soon as the watch was taken out, Cheng Cheng seemed to be pulled by something, and his whole soul was floating in the direction of the female assistant, and Jing Xuan grabbed the vest.

Cheng Yingyi ran out from the small building on the second floor.

Female assistant: "Mr. Cheng, come and take a look. Is this your son?"

The scene in the air was reflected on the dial, Cheng Yingyi leaned over to take a look, and was overjoyed immediately: "Yes, yes, this is Cheng Cheng!"

Hearing this, the female assistant immediately directed Cheng Yingyi to change the placement of nearby utensils with the help of the "Yin-Yang Mirror".

Jing Xuan finally saw what kind of formation it was in this change——

That is clearly a life-absorbing array!

Anger, besides being able to extend one's life, which is the so-called "prolonging life", can even be used as medicine, or be consecrated for luck. In short, there are many benefits.

But whose anger is not precious?If you lose your anger, you will be like Gan Qiuli. The good years look haggard. Cheng Yingyi forcibly snatching other people's anger for his own selfish desire is really not a glorious way.

"There was too much missing in that team, and I don't know if it was because the woman was not good at learning, or she didn't do her best." Jing Xuan sighed, "Fortunately, she is missing, at least I still have time to save the kid."

Sensing the other party's intentions, Jing Xuan's face darkened at that time, his right hand condensed in the air, and a black yin energy shot out from his fingertips like an arrow, piercing through the female assistant's left shoulder in an instant.

A shrill scream sounded instantly, and the Yin-Yang Jian slipped to the ground. Jing Xuan took this opportunity to grab Cheng Chengcheng and run.

To him, the distance of a city is just a few spans of time, and soon he returned to the hospital and found Xie Ran who was still chatting with Zhan Huabin.

He called him out and showed him Cheng Cheng's situation.

Cheng Cheng was injured by Yin-Yang Jian, a large piece of skin peeled off, and wisps of Yin Qi were continuously escaping from the wound.

Jing Xuan spread out his palms: "When I came back, I went to your house to pick some flowers."

Xie Ran: "..."

"I still need to lend you some fire to save him." He explained the purpose of coming, and suddenly found a slight change in the coldness of Xie Ran's face that has remained unchanged for thousands of years.

Seems a little... sullen?

"You, picked, mine, flowers?" Xie Ran asked word by word.

"Yes." Jing Xuan said as a matter of course, "What's the matter? Isn't that thing everywhere in the ghost world, and it's worthless——"

"Don't even ask me?"

"..." Jing Xuan paused, showing a trace of doubt, "Is this also the 'politeness' of the human race?"

Xie Ran pursed his lips and did not speak.

He was obviously furious, his lips were tightly pursed, and there was a circle of white blood loss around the edge.

Then he flicked his sleeves, and a cluster of flames flew out from the sleeves, heading straight for Jing Xuan's face——

Jing Xuan took it backhand.

He grinned, "Thank you."

Xie Ran paused before leaving, turned around and said coldly: "I won't burn you to death."

After all, he didn't wait for Jing Xuan to answer, and went back to the ward directly.

After busy work in the hospital, Zhan Huabin paid money, went to the police, bought food, and then came back to take care of him.

Xie Ran was sitting next to Gan Qiuli.

The walls of the hospital had heard the most sincere prayers in the world, and he watched with cold eyes, feeling that Zhan Huabin really had a heart for Gan Qiuli.

He felt more and more that it was Cheng Cheng's second illness.

Under Jing Xuan's emergency treatment, the little ghost who suffered from secondary illness temporarily woke up, and wandered into the ward erratically.

"Brother Xie," he asked weakly, "do you still remember what you said earlier?"

In the single ward, Zhan Huabin left temporarily, Xie Ran asked directly: "Which sentence?"

"The one about selling paintings." Cheng Cheng said, "I want to meet my dad."

"Are you willing if you can't have a baby?" Xie Ran glanced at him.

"Ah."

The option of not being able to conceive sounds scary, but in Cheng Cheng's view, he will lose his memory anyway, and it doesn't make any difference to him whether he has a next life or not.

The fact that his father wanted to harm himself and his mother was a great blow to him. If he didn't figure it out, even if he went to reincarnation, he would feel uneasy.

"Brother Xie, please help me." Cheng Cheng's face was full of pain.

Xie Ran stretched out two fingers: "Two questions."

Cheng Chengqiang cheered up and listened attentively.

"One, I can paint a few skins for you, but when you come back to life, you can only become someone else."

"Second, I just heard a story about your mother and Zhan Huabin when they were young, and about your childhood."

Cheng Cheng was taken aback.

Xie Ran stared at him, and said slowly: "I suspect that you have misunderstood your mother."

Cheng Cheng: "..."

"After you think about it, tell me if you want to draw." Xie Ran patted him on the shoulder.

Xie Ran is not a person who talks a lot, he sat there and peeled an orange, while eating, he told Cheng Cheng about the "school selection fee" in a concise manner.

Cheng Cheng knew nothing about this matter.

He stared round his eyes and said nothing, as if he was stupid.

The three views were washed several times in a day, Xie Ran was not surprised by his reaction, he finished eating an orange, and added slowly: "By the way, if the time Zhan Huabin said is true, it means Both your memory and your aunt's memory have been messed up."

Cheng Cheng: "...what do you mean?"

"It means that you may have been affected by that formation for a long time."

Xie Ran is not a monster who likes to sell warmth.

Cold honesty pierced Cheng Cheng's memory like a knife——

It was raining outside the window.

For some reason, he suddenly remembered a key chain that his father gave him a long time ago.

The shape of the raindrops is not blue, but a very deep reddish purple.

He didn't think much about it at the time, but thinking about it now, isn't that color just mottled bloodstains?

Cheng Cheng shuddered.

Remove the filter of family affection, suddenly looking back, the word "father" seems to suddenly become hideous.

"Cold?" Xie Ran closed the window for him, and suddenly thought of Jing Xuan who was so cold in the middle of the night that he hugged a big tree to keep warm.

Going out to dismantle the formation on such a day... that drowned ghost will freeze to death, right?

"Let him freeze to death." Xie Ran curled his lips and muttered, "How dare you pick my flowers."