099, room for redemption

The faint smell of disinfectant water floated in the air, and there was an endless stream of coughing, spitting and children's crying in the corridor, but the emergency room was particularly quiet. Except for the "tattering" sound of medical scissors back into the tray, there was no sound.

"Okay," the doctor picked up the tray and got up from the chair, took off his gloves and washed his hands at the sink. "The wound is not deep, and it has not hurt the trachea and arteries, but be careful not to do much exercise or touch the water. If there is any discomfort, come to the examination in time."

Tang Xiaotang sat on the patient's chair and touched the circle of bandages wrapped around her neck. She didn't say anything. Situ Yan, who was holding her shoulders, immediately agreed, "I know, thank you, doctor."

The doctor sighed, "It's not easy for everyone. So are students and doctors. If you are not careful, you will become victims. Be careful."

Situ Yan helped Tang Xiaotang out of the emergency room. Qin Mengmeng and Wen Ting sat on the bench and immediately surrounded them when they came out: "How's it going? Is the injury serious?

"The doctor said it was okay. The epidermis was a little broken and I couldn't exercise vibly recently." Situ Yan said, touching Tang Xiaotang's short hair in a very complicated mood.

Up to now, Tang Xiaotang hasn't said a word. Situ Yan knew that Zhujin's departure caused more harm to her than the knife wound on her neck, but she didn't know what else to say to comfort her.

At that time, the situation was critical. In order to protect her, Zhujin sacrificed her life and tried her best to force Fuxiang's soul out of her body. The white jade rabbit could not bear the strong power and burst into powder. Zhujin, who lost the carrier, like Fuxiang, was just a soul. She was illuminated by the reflector and exposed, and her whereabouts were instantly Black and white impermanence hooked the hell.

Although the soul is immortal, it is still equivalent to death. Tang Xiaotang gave up the opportunity to become an immortal and fed him Nuwa grass. Unexpectedly, Zhujin was still dead in the end. For her, such a blow was tantamount to the collapse of the earth and the collapse of everything.

It was clearly agreed that they would always be together, accompany her to the summer camp of the first martial arts, find Nuwa to ask for fairy grass, and would raise the hell up for her.

But God's will to play tricks on people, and in the end, he still died first. The moment when Tang Xiaotang regained his control of the body, it was the moment when Zhu Jin and Fuxiang were both reflected into the white light puncture. The red light ball could not speak and could not see the expression. She didn't even know how Zhu Jin left with. In his At the moment when they disappeared, Tang Xiaotang felt that his heart had also fallen into the hell.

Situ Yan asked silently, "Where's Huang Qi's reply?"

Wen Ting quietly pointed to the door of the hospital: "I'm confessing alone outside. What should I do? Send Xiaotang back first?"

In this emergency, except for Tang Xiaotang, the most hit was Huang Qihui. He never thought that his rescue would become a mistake. Even Zhu Jin was overtaken. All the way from the tunnel to the hospital, he was in a trance. He followed far behind and did not dare to wander in front of Tang Xiaotang for fear and excitement. She.

But escape is ultimately the worst. Zhujin's death has become a fact. Even if he fills his life, he can't make up for the damage caused to Tang Xiaotang.

Situ Yan shook her head and motioned her to help Tang Xiaotang and walk out of the door by herself.

"Xiaoyan." Tang Xiaotang spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Oh, what's the matter?" Situ Yan immediately turned around and asked.

Tang Xiaotang said listlessly, "Don't blame him. I don't blame him."

Situ Yan's eyes suddenly turned red, hugged her, and choked herself first: "Xiaotang, don't do this. If you are sad, you will cry. I feel uncomfortable when you are like this."

Tang Xiaotang was hugged by her like a wooden man, with no expression on her face and answered that sentence. There was nothing more than death, sadness to the extreme, and completely no feeling.

Qin Mengmeng also wiped her tears and said, "Maybe there is any other way?" If you think of another way, maybe there is still a way to save it?"

Wen Ting sighed: "If there was a way, they would have said it long ago. This is really..."

The four good sisters hugged each other and stood in the outpatient hall of the hospital and sobbed quietly.

Outside the hospital gate, Huang Qi leaned her back against the pillar and was making a phone call. The other end of the mobile phone talked a lot. He only occasionally said "um" or "I know". It was not until the other party finished speaking that he calmly said, "I'm going."

"You are crazy! You are deaf when I say so much, don't you? What do you think that place is, a tourist area? It's easy to go. Just insert a fruit knife into the heart and go! How are you coming back! If you die, you will die. It's serious to apologize to her and be honest as a horse to atone for your sins!"

Huang Qihui was indifferent and changed her mobile phone to one ear and continued, "I just apologize for suicide, and I can't compensate her, so I have to go. Either help me or leave me alone. You can choose for yourself."

The other party was so angry with him that he roared: "Are you fucking an asshole? How can I help you with this kind of thing? From ancient times to the present, who has seen anyone who can survive after death? You have the ability to transcend the soul of the dead, but can you still snatch people back from the hands of the king of death?

"Then leave me alone. I'll figure it out myself."

"Huang Qihui!"

"Du." I cut the call here.

Huang Qi stared silently at the mobile phone screen for a long time, then called out the address book, searched down line, and stopped on the number named "Uncle Six". After careful consideration, she dialed it out.

After sending Tang Xiaotang and the other three to the ticket gate, Situ Yan immediately took a taxi home. When she got home, Situ Changqin happened to finish his meditation, and the maid informed her and put her into the study.

"Lord Changqin." Situ Yan's heart beat like a drum and stood slowly in front of her.

Situ Changqin lit a sandalwood, threw out the match in his hand, and asked faintly, "What's the matter? Is there any trouble?"

Situ Yan nodded honestly and said, "Lord Zhujin is dead."

Situ Changqin's hand froze in mid-air, and after half a minute, he said again, "Really, how did you die?"

"There is a ghost who wants to take Xiaotang's body..." briefly explained what happened today.

Tang Xiaotang didn't say anything about Fu Xiang's identity. Naturally, Situ Yan and others didn't know it. They just thought it was an unknown ghost that peeped at her body and the magic weapons in her hand, and did not think about how many entanglement there were behind it.

Situ Changqin pouted: "Sit down first. You come to me. You don't just want to report the funeral. If you have anything to say, just say it."

Situ Yan obediently sat down in the rattan chair, put her hands on her knees, stared at the floor, and said, "I want to know if there is any way to make the ghost who has entered hell return to the sun again."

Situ Changqin smiled and joked, "Yes, it's just reincarnation."

Lord Changqin! I'm not kidding. Xiaotang is really sad. She likes Lord Zhujin very much. I'm afraid that if she can't think about it, she may..." "I know what you're worried about, but Yaner, let me tell you, this is the fate of Tang Xiaotang. Either Lord Zhu or her death, she can't avoid it."

Situ Yan was stunned and asked stammer for a long time, "What, what do you mean? I don't quite understand."

Situ Changqin blew gently at the top of the sandalwood pillar, and a star ignited more vigorously. The faint smoke curled up and turned into a crane flapping its wings and flying.

"The head of the Su family wrote a letter not long ago. The original intention was probably to tell me that Lord Zhujin had escaped. The letter mentioned that he visited Anyang a few years ago. At that time, Su Zhishui calculated a gossip for Tang Xiaotang and knew that there were three major disasters in her. If she was not careful, she would be distracted. This time, it must be a robbery in the gossip. Zhu If Lordjin doesn't block it for her, she will die. If she blocks it for her, the person who blocks will naturally die. This is fate, something that you and I can't change.

Situ Changqin dusted the long train of the cheongsam and said with some emotion, "Lord Zhu Jin actually lost his life for a human girl. Sure enough, he answered the master's words back then. He was deeply in love."

Situ Yan showed a painful look: "Is it really hopeless? There is really no way?"

Situ Changqin closed her eyes and shook her head slowly.

Situ Yan got up disappointed to quit, but Situ Changqin suddenly opened her eyes again: "Wait, maybe..."

"Maybe what?" Situ Yan immediately asked.

"Maybe there is a feasible way, but with her current ability, it is far from impossible," Situ Changqin frowned and thought deeply, sometimes nodded and shook her head, as if she was not sure. "Well, in two weeks, just... After you finish the final exam, ask her to come home. I told her to be fine before that, let her well. To heal the injury, I also need to sort out my thoughts and ask other Taoist friends. If there is a better way, try not to use the one I think of.

Situ Yan was overjoyed, quickly agreed and ran away happily.

For the next three weeks, Tang Xiaotang was simply like a year. The heavy final preparations suddenly became insignificant. He didn't even remember how to enter the examination room and how to leave the examination room. The only impression is that the foreign teacher asked for the theme of "Why are you worried recently" in the conversational examination is simple. When he said a few words, tears flowed down and couldn't stop, which shocked the teacher.

After surviving the last intensive reading exam, she failed the CET-4 on the 24th and followed Situ Yan to X City to meet Situ Changqin.

Situ Changqin wore an all-black cheongsam and waited in the reception room in advance. After the two juniors saluted, she rejected the maid and asked them to sit down.

"I've heard about Lord Zhujin," Situ Changqin picked up the teacup and motioned them to drink it. "It's really sad. How's your injury?"

Tang Xiaotang still had a bandage around her neck, but the wound had healed. She just didn't want to see the scar, so she answered in a low voice, "Thank you for your concern. It's all right."

Situ Changqin nodded, and her tone was full of regret: "Yan'er also came to ask me before if there was any way to let the people who went to hell return the sun. During this period, you were preparing for the exam, and I also looked around to find someone to inquire about it. Is there is indeed a solution."

Tang Xiaotang was not surprised or surprised. She just asked calmly, "Can you tell me what to do?"

Situ Changqin carefully looked at the girl in front of her, who was not as old as her. Her appearance was not particularly outstanding. The originally attractive youth and vitality also disappeared in this blow. Compared with the last meeting, she was not seriously injured, but more haggard. Looking back on those years, she also saw Zhang Chunhua and met her. Compared with Tang Xiaotang, he is really inferior, not to mention Su Daji, a peerless beauty.

She must have some strange charm that she doesn't know to make Zhu Jin, a fox fairy who has lived for nearly 4,000 years, risk her life to keep her safe.

Thinking of this, Situ Changqin said, "The method is actually very simple. As long as you can go down to meet the king of hell, on the grounds that Lord Zhu Jin has not died and lost his life because he was trapped by others, he begged the king of hell in the tenth hall to let people go - no, I don't think it is necessary to mention this for the time being, as long as it is verified by the judge that it is indeed in vain. , will order him to be returned to the sun.