Chapter 246 Tears Wet the Pear Blossoms

Ning Zhe actually had a psychological expectation about what would happen after his death.

After controlling Jue Yuan, Ning Zhe successively stamped the two ghosts in his body with the thought stamp of "I am Ning Zhe". In other words, now both Tai Yi and Zhao You think of themselves as Ning Zhe.

Jue Yuan thinks that he is Yu Ziqian, and at the same time, Ning Zhe has also stamped him with the idea that "Ning Zhe is Yu Ziqian".

That is to say, if Ning Zhe is killed, the world will lose an ascender named Ning Zhe, but will gain three real ghosts who have inherited all of Ning Zhe's memories, possess self-awareness and thinking ability.

After Ning Zhe's death, Taiyi, who inherited all his memories and self-awareness, will no longer wander around aimlessly like before, but will think and act as Ning Zhe and bring nightmares to the world.

The same was true for Zhaoyou and Jueyuan.

The horror levels of rigid rule logic and ghosts with self-awareness are completely different concepts, and the latter is a hundred times more dangerous than the former.

For example, in Hejia Village, Zhao You's almanac was hung there, and anyone who wanted to look at it could just open it and read it. The Snake God would not stop them, nor would he deliberately induce others to violate taboos. The Snake God was fair.

But once the snake god possesses Ningzhe's memory and self-awareness...

That’s the horror story.

If Ning Zhe is alive, he will come to kill Lan Shiwen. After Ning Zhe's death, the ghost that inherited his will will continue to hunt Lan Shiwen. Human power is limited, but the weirdness is endless. Lan Shiwen fell into despair in this endless cycle of death and finally decided to... make concessions.

"After I was killed by Lan Shiwen, Jue Yuan was expanded. Jue Yuan, who believed that he was Ning Zhe, inherited all my memories. He would continue to think and act according to my way of thinking. So when Lan Shiwen regretted it, Jue Yuan stamped his thoughts on him."

It is undoubtedly in Ning Zhe's interest to stamp Lan Shiwen with the idea of "I must keep Ning Zhe alive".

Jue Yuan, who thought he was Ning Zhe, came to the same conclusion and made the same choice as Ning Zhe.

"It seems that we are now grasshoppers tied to the same rope." Ning Zhe looked at Lan Shiwen and said with a smile.

The so-called [Death Return] means that after the person with this ability triggers death, the time of the entire world will automatically go back to the state before death. Except for the returnee himself, the memory of everyone will be reset along with the world's reversal and will not be retained.

——The memories of other people are not retained, that is to say, the memories of the returnees are retained.

The ideological imprint left on Lan Shiwen's mind is also preserved.

After all, so-called "thoughts" are just memories.

"To be honest, I don't want to be tied to the same rope with you." Lan Shiwen pushed the door open with a cold face and got out of the car, saying: "I will do my best to help you, but I want to remind you that the things between the ascenders should not affect my family. I have to go home for dinner now."

"Of course, then I won't bother you any more." Ning Zhe readily agreed without any bargaining, so as not to irritate him again.

This guy has been dying all day and has long been mentally unstable. His usual gentle and polite demeanor is all an act. Lan Shiwen has actually gone crazy a long time ago.

Ning Zhe never believed in people, he only believed in ghosts. Lan Shiwen, who was stamped with ideological stamp, was obviously worthy of his trust to a certain extent.

At 11:30 am, Lan Shiwen returned home.

After changing into slippers and walking into the living room, An Xiaoyu, who was sitting at the dining table watching Douyin, put down her phone and stood up. She came to Lan Shiwen and said with a worried look on her face: "Xiaolan, what's wrong with you? You look so bad. Did something happen to you..."

Before she could finish her words, Lan Shiwen hugged her.

"Um...Xiaolan?"

"Don't talk, let me hold you for a while." Lan Shiwen hugged An Xiaoyu's shoulders tightly with both hands and buried his whole face in her neck.

"Hmm? Of course." An Xiaoyu also hugged Lan Shiwen, gently stroking his trembling back with her hand.

After separating from Lan Shiwen, Ning Zhe came to Yundu City Hospital to visit Bai Zhi who was paralyzed in bed due to a car accident.

Visiting Bai Zhi was just a side job. Ning Zhe's main purpose in coming here was to add another ideological stamp to Feng Yuxu - the previous stamp in aunt's mind was made by the 'God Who Cannot Be Looked At Directly' copied by Tai Yi. The influence of false rules will gradually fade with the passage of time. It is not as absolute and extreme as a real ghost. It is necessary to use Jue Yuan to add another one.

Outside Bai Zhi's ward, Ning Zhe saw Feng Yushu, who was wearing a black gauze dress. A light gauze covered her plump figure, and a snow-white pear blossom was pinned on her hair. Her eyes were slightly red and swollen, as if she had just cried. Her haggard look and the faint sadness between her eyebrows could not be concealed even with makeup.

Auntie's tearful look was still very beautiful, but her mood was not so good. The sadness between her brows and her slightly pursed pink lips added a touch of pitiful and resentful temperament to her, like a finishing touch that made the whole painting come alive.

Otherwise, why do you want to be pretty while wearing mourning clothes?
Feng Yusu stood at the door of the ward, lowering her head and wiping her tears, not noticing a figure approaching and stopping silently not far from her. Ning Zhe lowered his eyes and looked at her silently without saying a word.

Wearing a black mourning dress, she looked like a beautiful piece of cracked porcelain. Her soft body exuded a charm called brokenness, which aroused the destructive desire hidden in people's hearts. The nameless flame was ready to trample on her, to bully her, and to destroy her into pieces.

Ning Zhe pressed his temple and said softly, "Auntie, can you give me a tissue?"

"Okay... um?" Feng Yushu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly raised his head and saw Ning Zhe's gentle smile: "Ning Zhe?"

Ning Zhe smiled but said nothing. He took a tissue from Feng Yushu's hand and wiped away the tears on her nose. "I'm so sad. My makeup is all ruined by crying."

"I, I can do it myself..." Feng Yuxu murmured in a low voice embarrassedly. Although she said this, the two hands hanging in front of her did not show any intention of raising them at all. She let Ning Zhe wipe away the warm tears and smudged makeup on her face like a child cooperating with her mother to wash her face.

Feng Yusu didn't like to use waterproof makeup because she was worried that it would be bad for her skin. Ning Zhe remembered this.

Ning Zhe threw the wet paper ball into the trash can on the side of the corridor, then turned sideways to look into the ward. He saw soft black hair spread flat on the snow-white sheets. The girl's thin body was lying flat on the bed, with her head buried in the pillow.

"Ningzhe, Ah Zhi..." Feng Yuxu opened her mouth, wanting to say something but stopping herself, her voice became much softer as she said, "The doctor said that her spine was damaged and she is paralyzed below the waist. She may have to sit in a wheelchair for the rest of her life... I, I don't know what to do..."

(End of this chapter)

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