He didn't tell anyone when he left, and went to the garage to pick up a car while the team members were out to survey the wind shelter.
After looking at it for a long time, I finally chose the Wrangler that He Zhuo often drives. When I walked around to the door, I raised my hand and tapped on the front cover lightly, as if saying goodbye to someone: "I'm leaving, you also take care."
The first stop is Helena, a romantic garden town by the lake. He wants to pick some white mulberry camellias that grow in water unique there, make dried flower specimens, and take them to worship his mother.
Just after driving out of the snow-capped mountains, Desert Qing called.
When he pressed the headset, his fingers accidentally touched the stone on his neck, and it still hurt like a needle prick.
I don't know whether it was a coincidence or fate, he threw the stone into the sea that day, and it happened to fall into the sucker of the octopus stump and was salvaged together.
Ji Tingyu didn't throw it away, but he didn't return it to He Zhuo either.
He put his fingertips in his mouth and asked Desert Qing: "What's wrong?"
"Brother, why aren't you at the base?"
"I'm leaving, what's the matter?"
"Just now the station called us and said that He Zhuo was not on the train ten minutes after the departure!"
"What did you say?!"
Ji Tingyu's pupils shrank suddenly, he sat up abruptly, and stepped on the gas pedal, but there was an extremely steep slope in front of him, and he would definitely fly out in the air if he rushed up like this.
In desperation, he could only slam the steering wheel to shift to the left, but unexpectedly, the snow layer on the ground on the left was empty!
"Hmm—" With an exclamation and harsh scratches, the Wrangler drove into the empty chamber, the front of the car dropped rapidly, the rear of the car instantly tilted up to 90 degrees, and the airbag quickly deployed, smashing into the ground together with the shattered windshield. On Ji Tingyu.
Blood gushed out from his forehead immediately, and flowed down his temples. The cat struggled to raise its head a few times, but finally lowered its head unwillingly, and the stone around its neck revealed a faint layer of red light.
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The first thing I feel when I open my eyes is cold.
It was as if his whole body was frozen, his hands and feet were stiff and unable to move, and his joints and back hurt like being pricked by needles.
The sky was overcast, and vultures and crows circled in carnival. There was a faint "cracking" sound of burning fire in my ears, and the familiar smell of gunpowder smoke mixed with the smell of something being burnt floated into my nostrils.
"hiss......"
Ji Tingyu tried to move his fingers and turn his neck. He had never felt so light in his body, like a weightless piece of paper that floated up on the spot as soon as he propped up his body.
Then he realized that he was really floating.
With both feet in the air, he stretched out his hand and passed through the low-flying crow.
do you died......
The kitten's eyes were red and his face was full of bewilderment.
After being dazed for a moment, he raised his hand to touch his forehead, which was bloody and sticky.
Looking down at the lower abdomen and legs, they are all transparent.
That should be dead...
He froze on the spot in a trance, clutching his heart helplessly, his tail came out and dangled between his legs.
It turns out that life and death are such unreasonable things.
The second life ended hastily like this.
His heart was sore and he was stunned for a long time, not knowing what expression to make. The regrets and unwillingness of the two lifetimes submerged and swallowed him like sea water, and he was so suppressed that he couldn't breathe.
A childish cry broke the silence.
He subconsciously looked at the source of the sound. A little girl in yellow clothes stumbled out from the ruins of the school, and the school sign on the ground read: Suist International Junior High School.
Ji Tingyu's raised foot froze suddenly.
This is where he was burned to death in his previous life.
Blinking his eyes helplessly, he lowered his head after a pause like a little robot with power cut off, and saw the scorched land, with several puddles of blood pooled, right at the blackest place at his feet, A clump of withered and yellow cat fur lay.
Tears flowed down my face.
It turned out that the burning smell just now...was him...
what is this? Nightmares come back?
It's the second time I've died, and I won't let you go...
The kitten trembled uncontrollably, the pain and despair of being burned had been rooted in his bones, making him afraid to look at his dead body again.
Kneeling unsteadily on the ground, trying to pick up the little lump of fur mixed with flesh and blood.
But no matter how hard he tried, his fingers passed through Mao Mao.
A gust of wind blows and blows Maomao away.
He grabbed awkwardly.
But the wind is getting stronger and stronger, the hairball is getting smaller and smaller, and whenever he is about to touch it, he will be blown farther away.
He whimpered and begged, grabbing deeply into the scorched earth with his hands: "Don't blow it, don't blow it...I just want to pick it up...there's only a little left..."
But the strong wind didn't listen to him, and instantly swept up the smoke, dust and ruins on the ground, whirled and floated into the air, and the little ball of fur was blown into a withered yellow flock.
Ji Tingyu cried and got up from the ground and threw himself into the wind.
His body suddenly turned cold, and he watched himself pass through the wind wall and step into a completely strange space.
It's a hospital delivery room.
There were two beds in the room, one was empty and the other was full of people. The doctor brought the nurse in to make rounds.
Ji Tingyu wiped his eyes, walked behind them, and found that his family was surrounded by the bed, his father was stern, his mother was smiling, and Brother Xiaodouding couldn't see anything with his feet on his feet.
He leaned over to give his brother a look. There was a very small kitten wrapped in a warm swaddle, and his eyes hadn't opened yet.
It turned out that when I was just born, I was so small...
He sucked his nose and broke free from the fear of death. The matter has come to this point, what's the use of being unwilling,
It's just He Zhuo...how heartbroken it would be if I saw his dead body when I returned to Newell...
The cat lowered its head desolately and walked to the family, looking for a sense of security like a newborn cub.
But the family can't see him.
After waving his hand many times, Ji Tingyu finally put it down, quietly squeezed into the middle of his family, and looked at his mother who was helping him scrub his body with nostalgia.
My mother is still very young, there is no trace of age between her eyebrows and eyes, her long warm orange hair is coiled up and fixed behind her head with mulberry and camellia hair clips, she looks extremely gentle.
She made fun of the cat while wiping her body: "Hey, look at our little treasure, why is he so small, like a little mouse, he needs to grow up quickly."
Ji Tingyu's nose was sore, and he rubbed against his mother's shoulder: "Why are you laughing at me?"
The elder brother clenched his fists and said loudly: "I will feed my brother a lot! I will protect him! Turn him into a pig!"
Ji Tingyu gave him a gouging look: "You are the little pig."
Dad was dumbfounded with a donkey face: "Omega, it's not easy to raise, and he is so small, can he be raised?"
Ji Tingyu's eyes widened: "It's none of your business to raise it! It's as if you raised it."
Suddenly there was a chuckle from behind, and a feminine male voice teased, "You were cute when you were young."
Ji Tingyu turned his head in doubt, and saw a thin and handsome man standing at the door of the delivery room.
He was dressed in a green robe, with long hair, and a rope was tied to the left sleeve, and the end of the rope was tied to the Czech wolfhound beside him. The whole body of the wolfhound was shiny black, majestic and majestic, stretching out its front legs to protect the man.
Can you see me?
Ji Tingyu suspected that he was dressed as a Taoist priest who came to catch ghosts, and he happened to be a new ghost. It would be too embarrassing to be caught just two minutes after he died, so he shook his shoulders tentatively.
The man didn't respond.
Take another step forward.
Still no response.
Can you see it or not?
Ji Tingyu scratched his head, thought for two seconds, then suddenly turned around and opened his mouth to make a face at him: "Slightly!"
The blood spurs are frightening to death, I don't believe you are still so calm!
This time the man responded: "Hey, he's cuter when he grows up."
Ji Tingyu: "..."
Damn it's embarrassing.
"Who are you?" he demanded angrily.
The man nodded slightly: "My surname is Zang."
Chapter 65 Please wait for me 【Reconciliation】
Zang?
This surname is special.
As far as he knew, there was a mysterious ancient family named Zang in Yicheng, who avoided the world and the world, and did not associate with outsiders easily.
Ji Tingyu was sure that he had never seen this person before.
"Are you here to catch ghosts?"
Mr. Zang shook his head.
That is the soul of the dead who was reincarnated all the way, meeting is fate, let's talk.
Ji Tingyu asked him casually, "How did you die?"
The man seemed to choke for a moment, shook his head and smiled, rolled up his sleeves and inserted his hands sideways into the sleeves, his fairy aura instantly changed to earth, and he looked much more friendly.