Chapter 45: Chapter 45

"So, that's why you've been refusing to let her go."

Sheng Jin spoke abruptly.

Song Changlin's voice stopped abruptly.

His eyes slowly passed over Sheng Jin, and finally stopped on her cold and calm eyes: "I don't understand what you mean."

It's a pity that Sheng Jin didn't follow that topic any further.

She looked away from each other, looked at the decades-old wedding photos of Song Changlin and his wife on the bedside table, and asked, "How long has it been since your wife passed away?"

"...one year."

"It seems that you are the only one immersed in the past."

Sheng Jin sneered.

She looked at Song Changlin suddenly, and there seemed to be a dark fog flowing in her clear pupils, and the breath in the room stagnated for a moment.

The evil spirit came into her eyes, and she saw the little black shadow hiding behind Song Changlin's back and being protected by Song Changlin.

The small group of black shadows was very small, and it was covered by Song Changlin's yang energy. If it wasn't for someone like Sheng Jin who was particularly sensitive to evil spirits, he would not have been able to notice it for a while.

The strangeness that caused Song Changlin to suffer from strange illnesses has always been carefully protected by his side.

Those profound masters could sense that the entire attic was surrounded by evil spirits, and they also knew that the room where Song Changlin was in was the place where the evil spirits were the strongest.

But they mistakenly thought that it was because Song Changlin was here, and they never thought that Song Changlin would hide the weirdness from their noses.

As soon as Sheng Jin finished speaking, Song Changlin's expression suddenly changed.

"Don't hurt it!"

His expression became visibly flustered.

Sheng Jin had no intention of making a move.

She crossed her legs, folded her hands on her knees, and spoke leisurely: "You are feeding it with your life, and you are also killing another life with your life!"

After speaking, her tone suddenly became sharp.

"Do you think that I only saw the weirdness behind you? It was indeed fed by you to become stronger than ever, but the source of its strength is your wife!"

"What, what?"

After Song Changlin panicked at the beginning, he was shocked by Sheng Jin's words.

He instinctively denied it, "How could I harm Wanying!"

Sheng Jin held five fingers together, and a strong evil spirit flowed through her fingertips. The trembling monster hiding behind Song Changlin's back soon fell into her hands without any resistance.

"."

Sheng Jin's eyes narrowed suddenly, "Don't try to invade my mind."

The strange monster trembled all over, as if it was unbelievable, and finally knelt tremblingly in Sheng Jin's palm, restless.

"So you're a sprite."

Sprites, heart attacking monsters.

It likes to imitate human voices to confuse others, and if people are deceived, they will willingly send their fate to it.

Getting a strange disease is a form of offering sacrifices to it.

Song Changlin tried his best to prop up his body, and asked, "Sheng Jin, what did you mean by that just now?"

Because of feeding sprites, he can also see sprites now.

The shock in Song Changlin's eyes was even greater when he saw the sprite lying obediently in Sheng Jin's palm.

Sheng Jin poked at the sprite that had no face, no backbone, just a small pitch-black mass.

"It's been here longer than you."

"This is impossible."

Song Changlin shook his head subconsciously. It has only been two months since this sprite appeared.

"It has been hiding in the old house, but it was not strong before."

As Sheng Jin said, he poked the sprite again, "Just learn from the man in front of you."

"?"

A trace of confusion flashed across Song Changlin's eyes.

But in the next second, he completely froze in place.

"Wanying, this flower is blooming very well."

"Is this the plate you chose today? Your vision is as good as ever."

"."

Spooky has no mouth, but the words in the same voice as Song Changlin echoed in the room.

These words.
Song Changlin's eyes suddenly turned red, these are the words he said to his wife before!
He desperately wants an answer now: "What the hell is going on?!"

"Don't understand yet?"

Sheng Jin clicked his tongue, lifted the sprite and threw it on his shoulder, "Wanying took advantage of it because she was looking forward to your company too much. She was the first to feed it."

"You mentioned before that Wanying would stay here when she was bored. Have you ever wondered why she sticks to this attic? Maybe it's because it's quiet here and no one will find her."

The corners of Sheng Jin's lips curled up ironically: "She did treat the monster as a child, and filled the entire attic with its breath."

But what Wanying thinks in her heart, maybe only Song Changlin knows now.

Song Changlin fell into a long silence.

It took a long time to say: "I rarely come to this attic, I have been running around until after she passed away."

His eyes were red, and his eyes were full of painful emotions.

His neglected wife never complained.

No, maybe she had it, and she also fought for it—but Song Changlin at that time was obsessed with family responsibilities and ignored it.

Sheng Jin: "She is a good wife, but you obviously haven't fulfilled your husband's responsibilities."

Song Changlin did love his wife, but this love came too late and was irretrievable.

She raised her eyes and looked at him calmly: "After all, she still missed you until she died."

"what?!"

Song Changlin hadn't recovered from the grief just now.

Sheng Jin shook the monster on her shoulder: "Take it out."

The sprite trembled all over, a little reluctantly, it tried to rub Sheng Jin's face and act like a spoiled child to pass the test.

Sheng Jin didn't take this at all, and threatened in a cold tone: "She just let you keep it, not let you monopolize it, don't force me to do it."

"."

The sprite surrendered.

The small pitch-black ball shook up and down a few times, and a small white light spot shook out from it.

Under Song Changlin's unbelievable gaze, the spot of light gradually revealed the figure of the young woman in the photo on the bed cabinet.

". Wanying?"

At that moment, Song Changlin couldn't hide his tears.

Wanying's figure was transparent and ethereal, with the usual gentle and tolerant expression on her face. She stood quietly in mid-air, watching Song Changlin cry with regret.

"sorry Sorry"

Song Changlin kept murmuring, he didn't know what to say now except to say sorry.

Sheng Jin: "After she died, she was still worried, so she voluntarily was imprisoned in the attic, under the watchful eye of the sprites, until those mysterious masters came."

"They hurt her?!"

Song Changlin couldn't care less about the pain, and anxiously went to check on Wanying's condition.

Sheng Jin shook his head: "Those mysterious masters removed the traces left by the monsters before, and Wanying has a basis for survival because of your obsession."

Song Changlin stared blankly at the person in front of him: "Wanying."

"She couldn't speak."

Sheng Jin told the truth coldly, "Because of your feeding, the sprites become stronger and stronger, until your life is dying, and Wanying will be trapped here forever, unable to reincarnate."

 Note: sprites, also from "Hundred Ghosts Record", have processed ingredients

  
 
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