Chapter 398 Mysterious Sound
Inside the brazier, the charcoal fire has not yet been extinguished.
Jiang Yao and Yuan Zhilong added a lot of charcoal to the brazier. The flames were bright and red, and the whole room became much warmer.
Sitting on the chair next to the fire table, Jiang Yao took off his socks and twisted them hard, and a lot of water came out.
With his bare feet, he put on a pair of slippers, twisted the soaked trousers, and then lit the charcoal fire and began to bake.
It had only been less than half an hour, and while he was warming himself by the fire, he felt an indescribable chill suddenly come over him.
He frowned and looked at the door of the room.
In his sight, he saw a few more blurry shadows, dangling in the living room of this house.
"Go away..."
With a swipe, Jiang Yao stood up and rushed straight into the living room outside like an arrow.
It was empty outside, with nothing at all. The blurry shadow he just saw seemed to be due to confusion and some kind of illusion.
Finding the light switch, he turned on the lights in the living room. No matter whether he looked with his eyes or used his mental induction, he found nothing unusual.
He has experienced this kind of thing more than once or twice.
He has not only killed such evil things, but also ridden them. In his feeling, there are not many legendary ones who are truly powerful. The ordinary evil ones, That's what strength is.
But now, the situation he encountered was completely different.
Before, the two blurry shadows, one black and one white, that pulled his grandmother Yao Yucui into the pond, dissipated after being hit by his blood dragon.
But Jiang Yao felt that these two vague shadows did not disappear into ashes. Instead, they broke away from the real world and returned to an unknown time and space at the moment when the blood dragon hit them.
Their existence seems to be extremely special. They seem to be able to constantly switch between reality and illusion. They are completely different from the ordinary weirdos in Jiang Yao's impression.
"Xiao Yao, what's wrong? Who did you call to get out just now?"
"You are the only one in this living room, and you don't see anyone else."
"In the room, you were warming yourself up by the fire. Why did you suddenly come here?"
At the door of the room where grandma was, Yuan Xiuhua and Yuan Zhilong also poked their heads out at this moment.
Looking at Jiang Yao, and then scanning the empty living room a few times, the two of them looked confused and asked.
"Mom, uncle, did you guys see anything just now?"
Frowning, Jiang Yao walked up to Yuan Xiuhua and Yuan Zhilong, and asked tentatively.
"No!"
"I just saw you yelling at Xiaoyao, and then I saw you running to the living room."
With puzzled faces, Yuan Zhilong and Yuan Xiuhua both looked at each other. They all shook their heads.
Then, Yuan Xiuhua continued: "What's wrong? Xiaoyao?"
"You just reacted like this, did you see something weird?"
"In the middle of the night, your grandma suddenly ran into the weir pond. There must be some unclean things in the house tonight..."
With this in her mouth, she walked out of the room and took out the things in the house. The lights were turned on one by one.
Then she went to the kitchen again and took out a kitchen knife.
“What a bunch of weird things that have been dead for many years, stop hanging around in the house and get away from me.”
“Who dares to pester my mother anymore? I want him to look good.”
"Let me put it here. If my mother is safe tonight, then it will be fine. If something happens to her, I will dig up the graves where you are buried at dawn tomorrow morning."
...
Yuan Xiuhua was already extremely aggressive. She had already confirmed that there were some unclean things hidden in the house. With a kitchen knife in her hand, she cursed and cleaned every room and corner of her uncle's house. , walked through them one by one.
No one knows whether her move will be useful.
But there is such a custom in their rural areas.
Yuan Xiuhua is definitely not the only one who, after feeling that the house is a little unclean, takes a kitchen knife or other sharp objects and curses others while wandering around the house.
Brother-in-law Yuan Zhilong returned to the room to guard Yao Yucui. Jiang Yao followed Yuan Xiuhua and walked around with her for a while.
Seeing that she was getting more and more energetic as she scolded her. After nearly half an hour passed and she still hadn't stopped, Jiang Yao sighed. He finally gave up and stopped following her.
Back in his grandma's room, he frowned and thought for a while. Instead of continuing to sit at the fire table, he moved a chair and directly guarded the door of the room.
After changing her clothes and lying back on the bed, Yao Yucui was not only unconscious, but also incontinent.
Just now, my uncle Yuan Zhilong called the emergency hotline 120 again.
However, the ambulance had to rush from the hospital in the county to the town where their home was located, which could not be done in a short time.
Although Jiang Yao's car was parked in the open space outside the house, with Yao Yucui in her current state and no professional medical staff here, neither Yuan Zhilong nor Yuan Xiuhua dared to act recklessly. He took it upon himself to carry her into the car and take her to the hospital.
"The King of Hell wants people to die at the third watch, and no one is allowed to live until the fifth watch."
"Yao Yucuiyang's life span has expired. Although he has retained the last breath of yang energy, fate dictates that, little friend, you No matter how much you do, it will all be in vain. "Why would you go against the will of heaven and force her to stay in this world?"
......
Standing at the door of the room, looking at the busy uncle and aunt, and listening to the continuous curses of his mother Yuan Xiuhua, I don’t know when , Jiang Yao's whole person began to become a little dazed.
A strange voice that was extremely eerie, like a groan or a whisper, flowed into his mind out of control.
"Who are you? Don't hide it, show up when you can!"
"Birth, old age, sickness and death are human nature. This is true."
"But in front of me, if you want my grandmother to walk into the weir and drown, this is absolutely not allowed!"
< br>The whole person seemed to be asleep and awake, but at this moment, Jiang Yao still had reason and still maintained a trace of necessary sobriety.
But now, he could no longer hear his mother's scolding voice, and he could no longer see his uncle and aunt who were surrounding his grandmother.
In his senses, there was a hazy surrounding. There were no tall buildings, no mountains, rivers, and the empty void around him. Occasionally, he could see blurry shadows that seemed to be illusory and illusory coming from far away. Everywhere passed by.
"Living people exist in the Yang world, and dead people return to the underworld. This is the rule of heaven and earth."
"Death is actually not terrible to your grandmother Yao Yucui."
"It is clear that Yang Shou has passed. Those who have died, but are forced to stay in this world by their relatives, live a life worse than death, which is the cruelest thing to them."
...
That whisper comes from unknown sources. The sound resounded in Jiang Yao's ears again.
The next moment, the scene in front of him changed rapidly.
In just a few moments, the dim surroundings were completely gone. Now, he seemed to be in an extremely luxurious high-end ward.
A scrawny old man with tubes all over his body lay unconscious on the hospital bed.
Not far away, a man and a woman, suspected to be family members, were sitting on the chairs and talking.
"Xiao Xin, your dad has been in the ICU ward for 20,000 yuan a day for four years. With him like this, apart from wasting medical expenses, no matter how you treat him, the most you can do is delay him for a while. Does this make sense? ”
"What you are saying is that he is my father and your father-in-law. I must give him the best treatment. As long as he can live, it means the most to you and me."
"Deceive me." The words of outsiders are here to fool me, Xiaoxin, you are still so hypocritical. Your father is like this. Life is worse than death. If you are really filial, you should let him die happily instead of continuing to follow him. "Call me hypocritical? Fang Jian, how can you be better than me? If my father hadn't been alive and supported by his previous relationship, you would be in this position now." Stable?”
“Lying in the ward, he has someone to take care of him, and his medical expenses are fully reimbursed. He doesn’t need any money from you or me. He still has tens of thousands in retirement every month. The gold can fall into the hands of you and me.”
“With so many benefits, tell me, why should we not let my dad continue the treatment?”
...
At first, the man and the woman had a pleasant chat, but it only lasted for a while. Because of some things, the two had some differences and broke up on bad terms.
The man had a stern face and had already left the ward, while the middle-aged woman in her thirties or forties continued to stay in the ward and took a fruit basket from the old man's bedside. After washing and peeling the apple, she started to nibble on it.
As if he had transcended reality and existed in another time and space, Jiang Yao quietly looked at everything in the ward in front of him.
“Did you see it? My dear, your grandma’s life has expired. If she is forced to remain in the world, she will be like the old man in the hospital bed, which will only make her life worse than death.”
"You may not care about the high medical expenses, but you are just a grandson. Have you considered whether your uncle and aunt's family can afford this?"
"Give up trying to stop the evil and let the Your grandmother’s soul has passed away, which may be a bit difficult for you to accept emotionally, but there is no doubt that this is the wisest choice for Yao Yucui and your relatives.”
...
The whisper that came from nowhere sounded in Jiang Yao's mind again.
The next moment, the scene around him distorted and changed.
The high-end ward he was in just now, as well as the skinny old man on the bed, had lost all traces.
Today, he is still sitting upright at the door of his grandmother Yao Yucui's room.
In the room, Yao Yucui was lying on the bed with her eyes closed tightly. Her uncle and aunt, one had already sat back at the fire table, and the other was still guarding the bed.
Holding a kitchen knife, Yuan Xiuhua fled to an unknown room, her cursing voice also continuing.
That mysterious voice, and the scenes that Jiang Yao saw just now, he couldn't tell whether they were real or illusory?
"It's fake, it must be fake. It should be a dream I had when I was a little tired and accidentally fell asleep."
"I don't know how many people are sick and don't have money for treatment and don't dare to go to the hospital. How can anyone in the two If I stay in the ward for four years, I can still be fully reimbursed. It is impossible for such outrageous things to happen in my country.” ”
With a complex expression, Jiang Yao sighed.
Having been guarding the door of the room, he hesitated for a while, and finally stood up, walked outside the house, and lit a cigarette for himself.
(End of this chapter)