After being recommended by everyone, Ling Fan was selected as the person to take care of Xinyan. Although he was very dissatisfied with the way everyone recommended him, when he thought of Xinyan's pain, Ling Fan had to patiently agree. Soon, everyone returned
Ling Fan was the only one left in his room and in the entire hall. Ling Fan also got up and went to Xinyan's room, but saw that Xinyan's body was still shaking violently, and a layer of sweat broke out on her forehead.
, opened his lips slightly and said strange words.
Ling Fan pulled a chair from the side and sat on Xinyan's bed. Looking at Xinyan's violently trembling lips, he couldn't help but frown slightly and asked to himself: "Weird, Xinyan
What are you talking about, and why did it take so long?"
Perhaps out of curiosity about what Xinyan said at this time, Ling Fan quietly placed his ear next to Xinyan's ear, but still only heard an indistinct sound.
Although Ling Fan tried very hard to listen, he could still only hear the words "no", "monster" and "go away".
'No, monster, go away... Is this little girl having a nightmare?' Ling Fan took his body back, looked at Xin Yan's panicked look, pursed his lips, and said.
"Xinyan, wake up, Xinyan, wake up!" Ling Fan tentatively patted Xinyan's shoulder gently, trying to wake her up.
But the result was still disappointing. Xinyan was still talking vaguely, sweating lightly, and her body was still shaking.
Seeing Xinyan's uncomfortable look, Ling Fan felt uncomfortable. The key was that he didn't know what was going on with Xinyan now. What was even more irritating was that that bastard doctor simply gave her
Ling Fan was very unhappy when a diagnosis result was ignored.
"Brain wave attack source... what exactly is a brain wave attack source?" Ling Fan sat on a chair and muttered to himself, his thinking also expanding to the maximum limit.
Judging from the clues and information he currently has, the reason why Xinyan was attacked by brainwaves must be related to two events. One is the mysterious red raincoat weirdo, and the other is the mysterious man she was deciphering before.
Computer viruses, and the latter has a more direct relationship.
Thinking of this, Ling Fan ran to the hall and opened Xinyan's notebook.
As soon as he opened the laptop, Ling Fan was startled by the scene in front of him. He saw that the entire screen turned extremely dark immediately after starting up, and then something like an electrocardiogram appeared on the screen, followed immediately by
The rustling sounds were the sounds of souls that Gu Rufeng had mentioned before, and at this time, those sounds sounded very strange, as if countless resentful souls were shouting, and the hair on Ling Hao's body stood up.
"How could this happen? It was fine before, why did it suddenly become like this again?!" Ling Fan grabbed the notebook with both hands and stared at it in horror and asked.
With a bang, Xinyan's notebook suddenly made a strange sound. The sound went directly into Ling Fan's ears and stimulated his ear nerves.
"Ah...it hurts!" Ling Fan quickly raised his head and held his head tightly, crying out in pain.
Then a strange and powerful gravitational force surged out from the note. The strong force instantly sucked Ling Fan in, and then quickly rotated like a whirlpool on the bottom of the sea. Ling Fan's body also rotated.
Then his whole body flew up from the sofa, spinning rapidly with the energy, and kept heading towards the black screen of the notebook.
Suddenly, that powerful and terrifying force instantly sucked Ling Fan into the notebook, without even a voice calling out to him.
Ling Fan felt that his body was constantly spinning and sinking, as if some force was attracting him.
Fear that he had never experienced before suddenly entered Ling Fan's body. He wanted to shout, but his throat seemed to be stuck, and no sound came out at all.
Then Ling Fan's consciousness suddenly disappeared, and his whole body was still falling downwards.
I don't know how long it took for Ling Fan to regain consciousness, but he found himself in a dark place. The surroundings of his body were dark and cold, and it was so cold that he couldn't breathe.
"Where am I...where is this?!" Ling Fan raised his head and looked around, but couldn't see anything, so he immediately shouted loudly.
However, no one answered him, there was only that terrible rustling sound, as if it was the sound made by the soul.
At this moment, Ling Fan suddenly felt as if something was squeezing him behind him. When he opened his eyes carefully to see clearly, he found a long queue standing in front of and behind him.
Countless people crowded together and then slowly moved forward.
After seeing someone, Ling Fan suddenly became extremely excited. He looked at the pale uncle behind him and quickly asked: "Uncle, where are we? Why are we here..."
Before Ling Fan finished speaking, the uncle standing behind him reached out and covered his mouth, and said in a cold and feeble voice: "This is the soul passage leading to the Holy Realm. Newcomers, please keep your voice down. Don't
Alarmed the ghost!"
Hearing what his uncle said, Ling Fan immediately laughed and said, "Uncle, you are so funny and you know how to joke. How can I be a soul? I am still alive and well."
"Young man, if you were still alive, you wouldn't come here. This is where the souls of suicides who have "no love in life and no regrets in death" come. We are preparing to go to the Holy Land of Paradise.
." The pale old man said coldly towards Ling Fan.
Only then did Ling Fan have the intention to look at the old man carefully, and saw that the old man's whole body was like air. He stretched out his hand towards the old man, and his fingers penetrated directly into the old man's body, but there was no obstruction.
In an instant, Ling Fan took a breath of cold air. He felt the coldness all around him, and no one had any breath of life. As the old man said, everyone here is just a soul, even him.
I am just a soul.
"Why... why is this happening?! It shouldn't be!? How could I die suddenly!" Ling Fan didn't want to be dead. He looked at his hands and found that they were so transparent, as if they were something.
None are ordinary.
"Pah——" A clear sound sounded behind Ling Fan's back, and then he saw a black leather whip twisting in the darkness, followed by a burst of burning pain that spread across his body.
"Uh..." Ling Fan suddenly took a breath of pain and quickly looked in the direction of Black Whip.
When Ling Fan saw the man holding the black whip in the darkness, he was suddenly shocked. He saw that the man was covered in a fiery red robe, and his face could not be seen at all.
The upper half of his face from the nose forward was turbid and pitch black, like a black universe, with little bits of light flashing from time to time.
"Newcomer, don't make any noise and stand still!" The whip-wielding weirdo in a red raincoat shouted at Ling Fan.
Ling Fan was about to argue with him, but he saw the old man reaching out to stop Ling Fan, and said in a solemn voice: "He is the ghost escort who escorts souls. Don't argue with him, otherwise you will be beaten to pieces by him!"
After hearing the old man's words, Ling Fan realized that he was really dead, and now he was just a soul, just a soul.
When he thought of this, Ling Fan lost his will to live. He was now a soul and a dead person. What else did he want to fight for, what else did he want to get, everything was no longer important to him.
, because he is already dead.
Ling Fan became disheartened and followed the souls step by step, walking step by step.
"No, no, no! Don't go in!" Just when Ling Fan was feeling depressed, he suddenly heard a woman crying from in front of him.
He looked towards the front of the sound, and saw that in front of the soul team was an unusually bright high platform. Above the high platform was a gorgeous blue door. A blue light shot out from the door, shining on the high platform.
.
At this time, two weirdos in red raincoats were escorting a female soul towards the blue direction.
"No! No no! You monsters, let me go! Go away! I don't want to die! I don't want to go to some holy land!" The woman being escorted was extremely excited and cried out to the ghosts beside her.
When Ling Hao heard this voice, his body suddenly felt: it felt so familiar... as if he had seen it somewhere before, and the voice was still very familiar.
"Xinyan?! That woman on the high platform is Xinyan?!" Ling Fan, who had no spiritual consciousness, suddenly thought of Xinyan and the hesitant and unclear words in Xinyan's mouth, and immediately
Realizing that the person on the high platform is Xin Yan.
"Xinyan! Don't be afraid! I'm here to save you!" Ling Fan shouted, suddenly becoming extremely powerful, and rushed forward.
Since the soul has no body, Ling Fan's body penetrated one soul after another, and then appeared on the high steps. He pushed the two red raincoat weirdos away and protected Xin Yan's body.
before.
"As long as I'm here, you monsters will never touch this girl!" Ling Fan stood in front of Xinyan and shouted at the two ghosts wearing red raincoats.
The two of them were also startled by Ling Fan's actions, and then they both made a sound at the same time and said coldly to Ling Fan: "New soul, it's not your turn yet. If you want to go to the Holy Land?"
, then you should line up properly."
"Bah! Only ghosts want to go to that ghost sanctuary of yours!" Ling Fan said fiercely to the two ghosts in red, "I want to leave here, I want to take her away from here!"