nucmednet Chapter 213 Losing control
Chapter 213 Losing control
Daxianer... Although this name is just two simple words, it drags out a long tail in the air, as if carrying a slight uncertainty and temptation.
Hearing the voice, Sheng Junwei raised her long eyebrows slightly. The subtle movement contained a sharp edge, and a hint of coldness instantly seeped into her eyes, as if she could see through people's hearts, and she looked directly towards the source of the voice.
Yang Shengming seemed to be aware of the pressure that could not be underestimated, and quickly put on a pleasant smile, trying to resolve the embarrassment.
His teeth are straight, with exactly eight showing when he smiles. His smile is pure and innocent, just like a cute puppy you might meet on the street. He exudes a silly air that makes people laugh.
However, such efforts failed to completely impress the person in front of her. Sheng Junwei just glanced at him lightly, then frowned slightly, and looked away quietly, obviously not buying it.
At the side, Pei Yu's expression suddenly became serious, and he walked towards Sheng Junwei with steady steps, and every step seemed to step on everyone's heartstrings.
"Junwei, what is going on?"
His tone was mixed with anxiety and confusion, and he was obviously very confused about the current situation.
Sheng Junwei did not respond to Pei Yu's question immediately, but instead cast a gentle and compassionate look at Jiang Zhaodi, who seemed particularly helpless.
"Are you really completely unable to recall, or are you unwilling to face those memories deep down?"
There was an imperceptible tenderness in her words, as if every word had been carefully crafted in an attempt to touch the softest part of the listener.
When Jiang Zhaodi heard this, a look of surprise flashed across her face, as if she was shocked by the sudden attention.
She stared blankly at Sheng Junwei's eyes, which were as clear as a stream, and seemed to contain some magical purifying power.
After just looking at each other for a few seconds, Jiang Zhaodi felt that the thick fog in her heart seemed to begin to slowly dissipate. Those fragments of memories that had been buried deep in her heart and had long been unwilling to be touched began to emerge in her mind bit by bit, like the thin ice gradually melting on the lake in winter.
Suddenly, Jiang Zhaodi covered her head with her hands and let out a shrill scream: "Ah!!!"
The cry was sharp and painful, as if it could pierce the clouds and shake the heaven and earth.
Then, the atmosphere above the entire village seemed to be angered by this scream. The originally suppressed haze instantly boiled over. A strong wind suddenly blew up in the sky, and the river became turbulent due to the wind, with ominous blood-red ripples appearing on the water surface.
The sudden storm made several people present almost lose their balance and fall down.
At this critical moment, Sheng Junwei's body flashed with golden light, as if an invisible shield was generated out of thin air, tightly surrounding everyone's bodies and protecting them from the invasion of the strong wind.
In this small protective circle, Yang Shengming subconsciously moved a little closer to Sheng Junwei. The faint scent of sandalwood emanating from her body was not at all abrupt. Instead, it brought an inexplicable sense of security, as if it could calm the waves in people's hearts.
"It's so horrible, why would she be like this?"
Yang Shengming's voice was full of fear and confusion.
Han Yue'er watched coldly from the side, especially when she saw that the prince of Qingyun Palace was getting closer and closer to Sheng Junwei, a barely perceptible chill flashed across her eyes.
Before Sheng Junwei could respond, she spoke up in a cold tone, "Her sudden loss of control may be closely related to the souls of the Fan siblings. They may have suffered some kind of misfortune."
At this time, Gu Weiyi, who had recovered a little, also joined the discussion. His eyes lingered on Sheng Junwei with a complicated look, and he analyzed with a bit of unwillingness to be outdone: "Or, maybe the villagers were afraid that this pair of ghosts would cause trouble, so they specially invited a master to suppress them?"
Yang Shengming turned his gaze to Sheng Junwei again, his eyes full of expectation: "Doctor Sheng, no, it should be Master Yu, can you tell us what is going on?"
Sheng Junwei's eyebrows twitched slightly, with a helpless smile on her lips: "If you call me 'Master' again, I'm afraid you will experience the 'Master's' methods before me."
Although she said this, she did not say anything else. She just stared quietly at Jiang Zhaodi who was undergoing drastic changes.
And Jiang Zhaodi, faced with this scene, actually laughed softly.
The laughter started out small, then gradually grew louder, mixed with endless sadness and despair.
In the center of the storm, her changes became more and more terrifying. Her long black hair grew wildly, and her already red eyes flashed with strange light. The exposed fingernails extended in an instant and mutated into ten sharp blood-red claws.
Gu Weiyi's expression suddenly became extremely serious: "Not good! She is about to completely lose control!"
For evil spirits, remaining rational or not are two completely different concepts.
Evil ghosts that have not yet lost their minds may be able to communicate in some way, and may even be able to find a peaceful solution.
But the evil ghosts have lost their minds and no longer follow logic and reason, they only wantonly destroy.
What is particularly important is that evil spirits are immune to conventional pain. Unless they are completely eliminated, they will always be in the best fighting state and will not stop until they die.
Han Yueer's lips trembled slightly.
As a top killer in her previous life, she had personally ended countless lives, and she never missed a target.
But those are for humans.
No matter how powerful the opponent is, there is always a glimmer of hope.
But when faced with ghosts, everything seems to be beyond her control.
Exorcising ghosts is difficult enough, let alone this evil ghost that is completely out of control. It has become difficult for her to even stand firm.
The situation of others was equally precarious, except for Gu Weiyi and Pei Yu who looked relatively calm.
The former relied on his own impressive strength, while the latter relied on the protection of Sheng Junwei's talisman, appearing a little more calm.
As for Yang Shengming, although he clung closely to Sheng Junwei and temporarily avoided the invasion of evil spirit, he could not help feeling frightened when faced with the frenzied scene of the female ghost. He felt that the scene was too thrilling.
They, those ruthless guys, cruelly deprived me of the joy of being with my mother, and swept away all the glory and wealth that should have belonged to me. Their actions have already planted the seeds of cause and effect, and now it is time to reap the retribution! As for you, you dared to keep the identity of my grandfather a secret, so your fate will also perish with them, and you will not be able to escape the punishment!
He fixed his angry eyes on the old Taoist priest, and his voice was filled with anxiety and anger: "What are you still hesitating about? Solve it quickly!"
The old Taoist priest looked at Jiang Zhaodi, a trace of helplessness and sympathy flashed in his eyes, and he forced a bitter smile at the corner of his mouth. However, his hands and feet did not move at all, as if a heavy burden was pressing on his heart, making him unable to move.