Chapter 220 Keeping the spirit (1)
Now it seems that this thin man wearing a peaked cap is the teacher who taught Cheng Jingting to raise his spirit.
This also explains why he was able to find the hiding place of Cheng Jingting's soul.
And if this thin man is allowed to find Cheng Jingting's soul, and if this guy is brought back from his corpse, it will definitely be very unfavorable to Yan Junze in the future.
In any case, things must not let it go like this.
Yan Junze first denied continuing to play the remaining 768 ripple events, and then issued an order to correct the butterfly effect.
The picture in front of me changes rapidly, returning to the moment when the ghost shadow behind the thin man stretched out his hand and was grabbing the pebble, and then the picture freezes.
Then playback starts again.
Yao Ling grabbed the seemingly ordinary pebbles on the computer table and crushed them.
But this time, at the moment when the cobblestone was crushed, Cheng Jingting's soul shadow flew out at an extremely fast speed.
This shadow frantically scurry around the room, like a headless fly, its flying direction is not fixed at all, as if it will hit the wall at any time.
The demon spirit didn't reach out to grab it anymore, the thin man said to himself: "This guy, what happened to him just now? He was so frightened that he lost his mind."
Cheng Jingting's soul wandered wildly in the room for a while, then let out a voice from his mouth, and said to the thin man: "Yanlong, so even you want to harm me!?"
The skinny man was out of breath, lowered his voice, and cursed: "You brat, you dare to call the teacher's name directly, don't think that I will resurrect you with a dead body!"
"Hahaha..." Cheng Jingting's soul let out a laugh. Judging by his appearance, this guy is seriously ill at this moment.
As the skinny man Yan Long said, it seems that Cheng Jingting has been frightened out of his soul, and his soul has become incomplete.
But although Yanlong said so, he still wanted to help the student. The tall demon spirit standing out from his body stretched out his hand again to grab Cheng Jingting's soul, trying to take him away.
Unexpectedly, Cheng Jingting's soul flew to the window at this moment, got out of the window with a whoosh, and disappeared.
Yanlong was stunned for a moment, shrugged his shoulders again, and said to himself: "Go away, you brat, if you want to leave so much, just be a ghost!"
As he shrugged his shoulders, the transformed demon spirit gradually became smaller and slowly absorbed into his body.
【The third butterfly effect has stabilized. 】
Seeing this scene, Yan Junze was relieved.
Immediately, the scene in front of him began to change again. He knew that this was the fourth and last butterfly effect of this "big retracement".
According to the previous reminder of the space-time map, if the fourth butterfly effect is not stabilized, it will bring a fatal threat to Yan Junze.
So at the moment when the scene changed, Yan Junze immediately cheered up. When the scene stabilized, he took a closer look, and then froze on the spot.
The scene in front of me is completely unfamiliar, not in the community, nor in Cheng Jingting's home, but in a spacious hall.
Yan Junze was still a little confused at first, but after seeing the furnishings in the hall, he immediately came to his senses.
A row of black and white banners is inserted in the innermost part of the hall, and a large number of yellow plastic flowers are pasted on the wall. In the flower group is a big "Dian" character. This is a mourning hall.
Right under the word "Dian", there is an ice coffin parked. The ice coffin is powered on at the moment, and the cooling may be a bit high. There has been mist inside, and the appearance of the lying corpse is not clear.
There are a lot of flowers around the ice coffin. Two exquisite wooden tables are placed at the end of the coffin. On the table are tributes, ingots, candles, etc., and a bowl of cooked clean rice is placed in the middle of the table. , Three sticks of incense were inserted on the rice.
These three sticks of incense will be replaced from time to time to ensure that the incense burns continuously.
There are three futons in front of the table. At this moment, someone is kneeling on them and weeping bitterly, and there are family members beside them who are answering the gift.
Yan Junze was like an outsider, standing in the mourning hall, watching these people busy in an orderly manner, there was a depressive atmosphere in the air.
In this environment, even if he is an outsider, his heart will inevitably become heavy.
Turned his head and looked, this is not only the mourning hall, but also inside the funeral parlor, because the gate outside the mourning hall can see the opposite side, and there is also the gate of the mourning hall, but the door is closed, so there should be no one there.
At this moment, an information prompt pops up.
【Starting from the 4th Butterfly Effect Stability, since this incident involves more than three weird and unstable factors, it must be handled by you yourself. 】
[Reminder: 1. You cannot appear in the Butterfly Effect stable with your main body image; 2. The map will designate the best image for you according to the weirdness you lock, and this image will enter the scene in the form of back-projection in a different-dimensional space; 3. Do not interact with anyone in the scene; 4. You only have 500 extra-dimensional energy for resetting. 】
【Warning: Interacting with others is the worst behavior, and it is very likely to cause unstable butterfly effect ripple events. In addition, the butterfly effect stability will correct the rest of the mild ripple events by itself. 】
Yan Junze read it carefully, especially the few lines in the column of reminders, and pondered it several times.
Now it can be guessed that the scene of the fourth butterfly effect is in the mourning hall of the funeral home. I don’t know how this has anything to do with the deadly threat if I don’t solve it?
While thinking, another message popped up in my mind.
【After screening, the long-tongued Zhenzhen is in a strange magnetic field chaos and cannot be used; the crawling monster has disabled legs, which makes it difficult to move freely in the mission; the big and small strange babies can be used for anti-projection in different dimensions after screening, please choose? 】
At this moment, Yan Junze understood a little bit. Without hesitation, he immediately chose the slightly bigger strange baby.
【The host has selected the anti-projection object, and the ripple event is expected to start in an hour...】
After finishing these, Yan Junze turned his attention to the side of the mourning hall.
There, sat a group of men and women dressed in sackcloth and filial piety, some sat in a daze, some secretly sad, some younger were playing with their phones with their heads down, and some were talking in a low voice.
Cui Zhiyong, dressed in sackcloth, sat alone in the corner, lit a cigarette, and smoked one mouthful at a time, looking in the direction of the ice coffin from time to time.
The person lying in the coffin was none other than his wife Ren Susu.
Ren Susu committed suicide by taking an overdose of sleeping pills. The cause was actually not complicated. It was a quarrel with Cui Zhiyong.
In this mourning hall, Cui Zhiyong has cried countless times, and now he just took a few puffs of cigarette, and started to cry silently again.
Cui Zhiyong's younger sister Cui Xiaocan sat across from her, staring at him distressedly.
Ever since her sister-in-law passed away, she has seen her brother cry silently seven or eight times. She knows that this kind of silent sadness represents the deepest and deepest pain. Her brother Cui Zhiyong's heart may be dead. If she wants to blame herself, It's come to an end.
Cui Xiaocan gently hugged her elder brother's sister-in-law's seven-year-old daughter Yuanyuan. At this moment, the child has fallen asleep lying on her lap. Later, Cui Xiaocan will take Yuanyuan back to rest, so as not to make the child tired.
Most of the people who came to visit and comfort me were friends. The Cui family had few relatives, their parents died early, and only this younger sister, Cui Xiaocan.
The family members of Ren Susu who died lived in other places. After coming to the mourning hall, their parents fainted from the shock and were sent to the hospital. The family members did not dare to let them come again considering the health of the two elders.
At 11:30 in the middle of the night, only Cui Zhiyong and his good buddy Sun Guodong were left in the mourning hall.
Sun Guodong is not a bad person, he helps people inside and out. If he hadn't been busy with many things, this place would not be like this at all.
After seeing off the colleagues from the last few units, Sun Guodong poured a cup of hot water while drinking, and sat down next to Cui Zhiyong.
Cui Zhiyong handed over a cigarette: "Thank you, brother!"
"What are you talking about?" Sun Guodong waved his hand and pushed the cigarette back, "I won't smoke anymore. I haven't had a good rest these two days. If I don't have a good rest, my throat will hurt when I smoke."
"Don't say anything, I will remember your love." Cui Zhiyong patted Sun Guodong on the shoulder.
Sun Guodong grinned, took a sip of water, held the water glass in both hands, stared at the ice coffin, recalled the days when he was with these two couples, the nice person he saw only two days ago, and left as soon as he said it.
Things are impermanent.
Cui Xiaocan, who was sitting opposite, glanced sideways at her husband next to her: "What time is it?"
"It's almost twelve o'clock." Her husband looked at his watch, looked up and said, "The child will catch a cold when sleeping here, so go back, the elder brother and his friends are here."
Cui Xiaocan glanced at Cui Zhiyong, who was looking gloomy, and shook his head, "No, I'll be here tonight with elder brother, you take Yuanyuan back to rest."
Cui Xiaocan's husband said: "Then I will stay with them, let's go, and drive you and Yuanyuan back first. You have a good night's rest, and I will go back to sleep when you come tomorrow morning."
Cui Xiaocan stared blankly at her husband, with love in her eyes, she didn't say anything, just nodded.
She knew that her husband had been working late for the past two days and hadn't had a good rest. Although she couldn't bear to let him keep the vigil here, there was nothing she could do.
Thinking of this, Cui Xiaocan reached out and patted the sleeping little **** her lap: "Yuanyuan, come on, wake up, let's go home and go to sleep."
Yuanyuan didn't answer.
At this moment, Cui Xiaocan was stunned for a moment, because she found that her husband beside her was staring at Yuanyuan in surprise.
"She...didn't sleep." Cui Xiaocan's husband said, then pointed to the little girl lying on her lap.
Cui Xiaocan looked down and found that Yuanyuan's eyes were wide open, staring straight at a certain place in the mourning hall.
Cui Xiaocan remembered that Yuanyuan was asleep just now, and she didn't know when she woke up, but she remained silent with a strange expression on her face.
Following Yuanyuan's gaze, the couple found a person squatting at the door of the mourning hall. This was a boy about four or five years old, naked and without clothes, but squatting there seemed to be shivering from the cold.
"Quick, hurry over and see, whose child is this!?" Cui Xiaocan was taken aback, and immediately called her husband.
(end of this chapter)