Chapter 75
A stream of blood spurted out from the wound on my shoulder. I was in so much pain that I could hardly breathe. This shows that those scenes in martial arts movies where the heroes draw their swords to heal wounds without making a sound are all lies.
Lu Yao was stunned for a moment, then he shook off the hand that was pinching Ding Ding's neck. Ding Ding was thrown several meters away by Lu Yao like a rabbit that had no ability to fight back. He fell to the ground with a "bang" and couldn't get up.
I tried to shout to him, and when I saw that he uttered something with difficulty and was still breathing, I felt relieved.
Lu Yao stood in front of me. She looked at me. Her half-skinless face and dark skull eyes were like a bottomless abyss.
She took a slow breath and suddenly sneered, somewhat self-deprecatingly.
She asked me, Tan Xi, what are you doing? Do you think I will let them go if you die?
I tried hard to control my rapid breathing and paused for a while before saying, no matter whether you will let them go or not, I will be alone in the end anyway, it is better for us all to die together!
Lu Yao raised his head slightly, as if he didn't know how to respond to my words. He was silent for a while and then said, "Whether you believe it now or not, what I said to you before was not a lie. I will not let you die."
I laughed sadly and said, "I also remember you said that I still need to solve the problems I encounter by myself. This is my way of solving them. Although I am a little stupid, to be honest, I really don't care whether I live or die."
Lu Yao's body trembled slightly, and she opened her mouth, but no sound came out. I kept waiting for her answer, the arrow in my hand pointed directly at my heart, without any slackness.
After waiting for a while, she suddenly turned sideways, glanced at Xie Ning and others in front of her, and shouted coldly, "Stop!"
Xie Ning and the old woman who sprayed water were stunned for a moment, then slowly stopped their attack. Although their faces showed disapproval, they were obviously a little afraid of Lu Yao and did not dare to disobey her.
I looked at her, but I could only see the skeleton face on her side. So horrible and cold, this was her true face, but I always felt that under these dry bones, some of Lu Yao's emotions still remained in her heart.
Xie Ning and the other person walked slowly to her side, standing silently by her side, as if waiting for Lu Yao's instructions. She turned around again, looked at me deeply with her broken face, and said, Tan Xi, since you want to do this, I will let you go today, you can continue to live in the house over there, I will not go back again.
I felt no sadness or joy in my heart, but for some reason, I felt a sense of futility. I didn't answer a word, but just lowered my head and didn't look at them again.
After a few seconds, I heard a faint sigh, followed by the footsteps of the three people leaving, which slowly faded away. But before they walked far, the footsteps suddenly paused, and I heard Lu Yao say again, Tan Xi, you will come to see me again.
I am waiting for you!
When this sound rang out, it was like a heavy hammer hitting my heart hard. I don’t know why Lu Yao was so sure, as if this matter has not yet ended. But I really hope that this is the last time...
I watched them leave, and my tense nerves relaxed a little, but the severe pain in my body came back again. I couldn't hold on and fell to the ground.
The hanged man hurried to my side with a very anxious expression on his face. He reached out and pushed me, but I really didn't have the strength to even hum a word.
Tintin slowly got up from the ground. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, as if he was relieved, but his face still couldn't hide the excitement of surviving a disaster.
He looked at me and chuckled, then walked towards me, but after a few steps, I saw the hanged man suddenly swung the rope at him, and it hit Ding Ding's feet with a "snap". It seemed that he was very dissatisfied with Ding Ding's previous behavior.
Ding Ding looked at him, pouted and shouted, "What are you doing!"
The hanged man didn't say anything. He raised the rope in his hand and made all kinds of weird expressions on his face, as if he was threatening Tintin not to come over.
I saw their actions, but I really didn't have the energy to mediate. I just wanted to say, "Old men, I finally escaped from danger, could you please send me to the hospital first before making a fuss?"
Fortunately, the little ghost had a conscience. He stumbled out of the ghost car, scolded them both, and told them to let the hanged ghost take me to the hospital first. If they continued to make such a fuss, Tan Xi would become a fierce ghost after he died!
Although it was not nice to hear, I was really grateful. The hanged ghost didn't bother with Ding Ding, he just picked me up from the ground and put me into the mouth of the ghost car. The ghost car was already broken and looked like a scrapped car. But since the little ghost still let us get on, it was probably not too dangerous.
I was the only one who suffered. I was pushed into the mouth of the ghost car, and I couldn't move. The bad breath was really terrible. The hanged ghost kept pushing me forward from behind. Seeing that it was difficult for me to move inside, I don't know what this guy was thinking, but he kicked me and kicked me directly in. I really wanted to cry. I didn't know if I could make it to the hospital alive.
Ding Ding also followed me. As soon as he came in, he slapped the ghost car and said, "My God, what a smell... You never brush your teeth!"
The ghost car is also a miserable thing, but I didn't expect that even in this state, it still had the mind to joke with Ding Ding and say that there is no toothbrush that big.
I held the kid tightly, and truly felt that he was the most reliable person here. I pulled his arm hard, fearing that he would have a brain short circuit and start making abnormal noises like the three of them.
We drove to the hospital very quickly, and after some inhuman torture, I was finally dragged out of the ghost car.
Looking at the big red cross light at the door, I suddenly felt sad. It's been less than a month, and this is the third time I've been to this kind of place. I don't know how many times I'll come back in the future. If I had a VIP card, I think I would be eligible to get one.
We went in and soon a doctor came to check my wound. After looking at it for a while, he asked Ding Ding and the others, "How did I get hurt? Why am I injured like this?"
Tintin was not the type to make up a lie, so he pretended to be very serious, pointed at me and said that he had stabbed me with an arrow himself.
The doctor glanced at the bow and arrows on his back, his eyes full of distrust, and said, "Are you sure?"
Ding Ding nodded seriously and said, "Yes, I advised him not to play with these things because they are so dangerous, but he didn't listen!"
After he said that, the hanged man next to him kept shaking his head, pointing at me and then at Tintin, as if he wanted to expose his lies. Unfortunately, the doctor couldn't see him at all, and in the end he looked depressed, and there was a hint of resentment in his eyes when he looked at Tintin.
Ding Ding didn't care about him. Since he said that, no one else could interrupt him. Only the little ghost was rubbing his temples, as if he had a headache.
I was hospitalized for more than ten days, but fortunately they took turns to look after me. My wounds healed very slowly, but at least nothing else happened during that time.
After I woke up from the operation, I felt that I had no peace. It was as if Ding Ding and the hanged man had a feud. They would have a fight every now and then. Usually, Ding Ding was the only one cursing, while the hanged man was speechless, gesticulating with his hands and feet, with a fierce expression on his face, but I had no idea what he was saying. I really admired how they could still quarrel like this.
After the fight between Ding Ding and him ended, he looked very depressed and kept threatening to take him away one day. Later he asked me where this hanged ghost came from?
I told him the truth. He thought about it and said seriously that people who commit suicide usually had an unhappy life. They are not like me who always know how to entertain myself.
The hanged man rolled his eyes and ignored him.
Tintin was addicted to talking, and then said, "But because it was suicide, the resentment in their hearts is hard to settle, and they can't be relieved even after death. Usually they will linger in the place where they died and can't get out. This kind of situation is called earthbound spirits. They will repeat the process of their own death every day, that is, they will repeatedly experience the pain before death, so they are also very pitiful."
Having said that, Tintin looked at the hanged ghost and said, but I won’t sympathize with you!
The hanged man made a contemptuous gesture and glared at him viciously.
I have read novels before and I know about this situation. It seems that in many religions, suicide is considered a serious crime. Anyway, it is not as comfortable as a normal death. I just remember the hanged man struggling in the noose in the hotel before. It was really pitiful. Maybe it was because I helped him at that time that he followed me and helped me now.
But I am not concerned about this now. What I am more concerned about is that after I returned to my hometown and before the funeral, I thought Ding Ding was dead. But Ding Ding told me very confidently that he is still alive and well, and he will not die even if I die.
I felt strange and said I clearly saw you hanging on the human-faced tree.
Ding Ding exclaimed "Ah", thought for a while, and said, "That, actually, can be regarded as me, but it is not the real me, it is a substitute."
I was very confused and asked him what was going on.
Tintin then told me about the night of the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons, when I was surrounded by ghosts and he was dragged away by the Snake Bone Lady. When Tintin mentioned the Snake Bone Lady, he paused and carefully closed the door, as if he was afraid of being eavesdropped. After making sure that only he, me, and the hanged ghost were in the room, he suddenly raised his hand and took off his shirt.
I didn't know what he meant, but when I looked at his body, I was inexplicably stunned.
There was a layer of green scales on Ding Ding's body, starting from his left shoulder to his hollow neck. It sparkled in the sun and was very eye-catching.
I looked at it in surprise. Ding Ding reached out and touched it, but he didn't care much. He said, "This is a snake scale. It's a little weird, but it's pretty good-looking..."
