crossing yin and yang

Chapter 63 Metamorphosis

That night, six police cars came, ten or so criminal policemen arrested people, sealed off the scene and sealed off the scene. They were busy for most of the night. Finally, the Wangjiacun case was classified as a "grave robbery group firefight". 4 dead and 5 seriously injured, and many criminal suspects are still at large. More than [-] nationally protected cultural relics were found from the warehouse of the criminal base, which can be regarded as the largest criminal case cracked in the city this year.

However, the three of Wei Yang were not involved in such a vigorous case at all. Before the police entered the scene, the provincial high-level officials called and sent a special car to take them directly to the central hospital. There was no inquiry, and he was strictly excluded from the case.

Early the next morning, when it was time for visiting patients, someone came to visit.

"Master Wei, this time is really unexpected, and it surprised everyone." Director Sun did not move slowly. A look of sincere condolences.

"This time, Director Lao Sun is here." Wei Yang sat on the sofa in the reception room, his face was pale, his voice was hoarse, and he looked like he had gone through a catastrophe. It brings out some solemnity that is different from before.

Director Sun's level of observing words and expressions is really nothing to say, just took a look at Wei Yang's appearance, and immediately realized that he might not want to see guests very much now, but building relationships is the second priority, and I have to ask them to understand the situation today, so he coughed lightly , he pointed to Director Wang standing beside him with his hand: "This is Xiao Wang from the Municipal Bureau. I really don't understand the case yesterday, and I need Master Wei's help to point me out."

Director Wang hurriedly stepped forward and asked cautiously: "Mr. Wei, to be honest, all the criminals we caught yesterday were a little delirious, and their descriptions of the incident were very vague. I have no choice but to ask you for advice. What happened last night?" What is the situation?"

Director Wang is also forced to do nothing. He has been a police officer for more than 20 years. He has handled countless cases, including serial murder cases, but none of them can compare to the evil nature of the Wangjiacun fire merger case. The corpse of Wang Tong, the leader of the criminal group upstairs, has been smelly for a long time, and it is absolutely impossible that he died today. However, both the traces at the scene and the testimony of witnesses gave the opposite result.The fugitive downstairs named Wang Wei was even more insane. He injured seven or eight accomplices in a row. In the end, he bled from his orifices and died by himself. What was all this?

Even the forensic doctor in the bureau was unwilling to take such a wicked case, and he was so devastated all night that he couldn't figure it out. Director Wang could only beg Director Sun to bring him to these protected victims and find someone to rely on. Spectrum answers.

Faced with this kind of case consultation that does not look like torture at all, Wei Yang slightly twitched the corner of his mouth: "They dug up a grave and found a ghost. Possessed, the people downstairs are probably injured in his hands. As for the one upstairs, I took care of it with my brother."

Maybe it was because his voice hadn't recovered. His voice was very slow, with an indescribable hoarseness. It was clearly in broad daylight. Director Wang was stunned to hear that he was covered in cold sweat. What kind of ghost, evil thing, is not scientific at all!Such an unreliable answer, does he believe it or not?

Director Wang was struggling on one side, but Director Sun didn't hesitate, frowned, and he got to the point directly: "Master Wei, in this way, is the possessed guy still a threat?"

Director Sun had also read the case report, so he was naturally very concerned about the abnormal father and son. However, just now Master Wei only mentioned the upstairs, and didn't mention the downstairs. Obviously, he didn't take care of the boy surnamed Wang.How can he be regarded as a person who has experienced this kind of thing, of course he knows that those evil things may not disappear when people die. It's messed up.

"It is reasonable to say no, but you'd better isolate Wang Wei's body first, and then investigate after my senior brother's condition improves."

Wei Yang's voice was deep and there was no ups and downs, but Director Sun couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief when he heard this. This shows that the master has no intention of crossing the river and demolishing the bridge. As long as the two masters are willing to help, there should be no big trouble.With just a second thought, he immediately said: "That would be great. It just so happened that I would ask the two of you to identify things later. They were hijacked by those gangsters, and you should have been robbed of some treasured magic weapons, right? Don't worry, we will take good care of the things and return them to their original owners."

The water in these words is too much, the obvious meaning is that they will take out some burial objects from the criminal group as the things that were "robbed" by the two of them, Director Sun can also see it now, Master Wei is still very concerned about antiques, no matter what the group of tomb robbers promised them back then, he should give the two masters some compensation.

However, Master Wei, who always understood the "reward" by heart, did not speak this time, but closed his eyes tiredly.Looking at the other party's expression, Director Sun couldn't help being a little embarrassed, but the incident in Wangjiacun made him firm in his belief in "good relations", so why would he care about this neglect.Without talking nonsense, Director Sun stood up quite tactfully, and said with a little consolation: "Then please rest well, Master Wei. If you need anything, please feel free to contact us."

After a while, the reception room became quiet again. Wei Yang didn't get up to see off the guests. He closed his eyes and leaned on the sofa for a while before standing up and walking to the inner ward.Since it is a room arranged by the provincial officials, it is naturally not an ordinary ward. This VIP ward is better than the VIP room that he and the old god stick lived in before. The specification is comparable to a star hotel. The environment and sound insulation of the reception room for receiving visitors is impeccable.

However, no matter how luxurious it is, this place is still a ward.Walking into the door of the inner room, I saw a large white bed in a light blue ward, surrounded by various high-end instruments, and the young man lying in the middle still had his eyes closed, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep. sleep.Wei Yang didn't stop, but walked over directly and sat down beside the man.The breeze picked up the scattered yellow talismans on the bed, bringing out a slight rustling sound.

Since entering the hospital in the early morning, after bandaging the wound and undergoing the examination, Wei Yang has not fallen asleep. Instead, he began to draw amulets with a brush, hoping to use the Soul-fixing Talisman to exchange for Zhang Xiuqi's sanity. The yellow paper in the room box was almost used up, and Zhang Xiuqi still showed no sign of waking up, because all the physiological indexes were normal, and the doctor said over and over again that it might be the lethargy caused by the stress reaction, and it would be good to wait for him to wake up naturally. But knowing what he experienced last night, Wei Yang couldn't let go of his heart at all.

What if his remaining two souls are also scattered away, what if his soul is severely injured and never wakes up again... The worst thoughts are always in the bottom of his heart, Wei Yang can't find a way out at all, he has already contacted Qishu I met with Master Zhizhi, but the two of them failed to give any suitable suggestions, or I should go directly to Longhu Mountain in Jiangxi to send the little celestial master back to his sect.

With a slight twitch in his heart, Wei Yang stretched out his hand and grasped the palm that was hanging on the snow-white bed sheet. Now the slender fingers were no longer warm, but had a hint of coolness on them, as if they had been deprived of body temperature by lethargy.Wei Yang gently stroked the cold fingertips with his palm, only to feel that a big hole had been cut open in his heart, and the soles of his feet were empty, with a kind of bewildered pain.

After sitting by the bed for a while, he finally gritted his teeth, stood up, and prepared to try to draw a few more soul-fixing talismans. Unexpectedly, just as he got up, the fingers held in his palm flicked, and Wei Yang suddenly Stopping: "Brother Qi, Brother Qi, can you hear me?!"

The drooping eyelashes trembled slightly, and Zhang Xiuqi opened his eyes.

Wei Yang was overjoyed, and flew back again: "Brother Qi, are you okay? Do you need to draw some soul-fixing charms? I have already contacted Master Zhizhi, and he should be here at noon..."

Zhang Xiuqi didn't pay attention to his words, but turned his head slightly to the side of the pillow.There, the broken talisman jade had been wrapped up and placed beside his pillow. Wei Yang once wanted to use the talisman jade to awaken his mind, but unfortunately it never showed any effect.As if he finally saw what it was, Zhang Xiuqi's lips trembled, and he uttered a word: "Father."

Wei Yang's voice stopped abruptly, he remembered Zhang Xiuqi's scene before he fell into a coma, and remembered the blood-colored tears, he was suddenly speechless, moved back half a step slightly, and wanted to take his palm out of the opponent's hand.But before he could leave, the icy fingers hooked slightly and grabbed him backhanded.

Looking up from below with blood-colored eyes still fixed, Zhang Xiuqi's eyes were muddled, as if he was struggling to find something in the abyss of memory. After a long time, he finally clenched Wei Yang's fingers: "Yang Yang ?”

The voice was not very clear, and there was also some confusion and ambiguity. Wei Yang felt a sore nose and squeezed it back tightly: "Brother Qi, I broke the talisman, I...I didn't expect...it should be you too." The relic left by my father, if I can be stronger..."

He couldn't tell what was churning in his heart, regret?Guilty?It's still the kind of pain that can't be confided to others. All the tricks and clever words have been thrown out of the sky, leaving only clumsiness, panic, and unconcealable confusion.

However, Zhang Xiuqi didn't listen to what he said at all, and just quietly held Wei Yang's palm. After a long time, a low voice came: "You...you didn't leave..."

The missing soul has obviously not returned to its place, and those straight eyebrows wrinkled with effort, causing several small wounds nearby, but Zhang Xiuqi didn't pay attention to the pain on his body, but just held his hands tighter, as if wanting to Pull Wei Yang to his side.

"Stay...don't go."

Wei Yang slowly squatted down along the side of the bed, buried his head in the snow-white sheet, took deep breaths and breaths, controlled the emotions that were on the verge of losing control, and a hoarse and difficult voice came from his throat than before. Squeezed out: "I won't go, Brother Qi, I won't leave."

In the two tightly clenched palms, the temperature is rising, hot and scorching, as if they are burning each other.