Ghost spirit
That night, Du Siling wandered aimlessly outside, without a destination.
She had never felt so flustered and at a loss before. It seemed as if something was coming, yet slipping away.
This feeling made her feel lost and she didn't know what to do to end it, so she just kept walking, wherever she went.
Xiao Qingzhu kissed her. It was not long ago that it happened, and until now, Du Siling could only confirm it. As soon as she thought of Xiao Qingzhu's kiss, Du Siling felt as if her chest was filled with Xiao Qingzhu's fragrance, making her breathless.
Is this love? Du Siling asked herself, is it that kind of love that can last forever like the evergreen thistle?
No matter how many times she was asked, Du Sulin couldn't answer. She was really too confused.
Wherever Du Sulin goes, monsters and ghosts avoid him, and no one dares to provoke him.
Later, Du Sulin went to the seaside. Standing by the sea, she could see the sun rising from the horizon, something she had only heard of but never experienced before.
The sound of the waves hitting the beach calmed Du Siling down, she found a dry spot on the beach and sat down. The gentle sea breeze caressed Du Siling's delicate face.
"I'm going back." These were her parting words to Xiao Qingzhu.
Duslin felt cold, a chill that emanated from within. As someone with a purely yang constitution, Duslin rarely ever felt cold. But today, she truly and deeply felt it, from the inside out.
Du Sulin crossed his ten fingers and hugged his knees, with the tip of his chin against his knees, looking at the sea in front of him.
Since birth, she has been Taiguang. The Taiguang of Yinyang Tian Shi.
Du Siyan once said that her father did not want her to follow in the footsteps of the Du family women, but wanted her to grow up like a normal girl. Unfortunately, she was forced to leave with only one soul and one spirit before she was born. As for what Du Kongyang said about her having strong spiritual power before birth and various things about souls, Du Silin doesn't remember any of it.
For over twenty years, Du Kongyang has not given up searching for the person who took Du Shilin's soul, chasing and pursuing, but still hasn't received any news until now.
With only one soul and one spirit, where would there be any emotions? The sea breeze blew in, Du Siling suddenly had an epiphany, and such thoughts flashed through her mind.
Yes, she is Du Shulin, but also Taiguang. Taiguang means a symbol of no emotions.
It's probably just a momentary lapse on Xiao Qingzhu's part. Du Siling cautioned herself.
That night, Du Siling thought a lot, but if she really wanted to say it out loud, she didn't know what she was thinking about. The sunrise still wasn't seen, the sky was gloomy and overcast, the sea was shrouded in a large area of fog, Du Siling had a severe headache, stumbling all the way, unable to hail a car, penniless, she could only slowly walk back.
When she saw Fang Feng, her eyes closed and she fainted.
Douslin didn't say a word and didn't come back for the whole night, Fangfeng was worried sick. When he came back, he fainted on the ground. When Fangfeng touched Douslin, he found her body was icy cold, just like she had just come out of an ice cellar.
His face had no blood color, pale as paper.
"Taiguang! Taiguang!" Jingji heard the commotion outside and hurried over to help Fangfeng support Dusilin into the bedroom.
"It shouldn't be this way if you're just catching a chill." Jing Ji muttered to herself as she watched Feng Wu take Du Si Lin's pulse.
"This is a fake certificate," Feng frowned, "Taiguang is a pure Yang body, originally with an extremely unbalanced Yin and Yang in the body. Now that her limbs are cold, her body must be hot and not normal."
Jing Jie was a half-baked doctor, only slightly understanding the surface. She couldn't compare to Feng's sharp eyes and her understanding of Du Si Lin. But she was curious - from young to old, Du Si Lin had almost never caught a chill, so how did he manage to catch one in this extremely hot summer? Only more questions would have to wait until Du Si Lin woke up to be answered.
Feng gave Du Si Lin a few injections and then instructed Zhi Xing and Jing Jie for a while before hurrying out to buy medicine.
Zhī Xíng has resumed his human form, a teenager in his early teens, still with a childish air about him, running back and forth behind Jing Ji.
Du Sulin slept soundly for three whole days before waking up once, glanced at Jing Ji and Zhi Xing guarding her side, and her heavy eyelids closed involuntarily again.
In her drowsy sleep, she kept saying one word: "Cold."
But Fang Feng couldn't give her more blankets, the more she covered herself, the hotter she felt. Du Si Lin's body was extremely unusual, and Fang Feng's medical skills were like a mud cow entering the sea when applied to Du Si Lin, with no effect at all.
"Fengfeng, why is Taiguang like this?" Jingji stood beside Fengfeng, a pair of sparkling eyes looking at Fengfeng and asking.
"I don't know either." As he spoke, Fengfeng's grip on Jingji's hand tightened a bit more.
Douslin had also been in precarious situations before, but she had never exposed herself in front of Fangfeng. She would only quietly stay in her room, alone and enduring. A Douslin as fragile as this, Fangfeng had truly never seen before.
She's heartbroken. Du Siling grew up under her care, and to her, he was like a close relative or an intimate friend.
She is a ghost who has been practicing for over 300 years, with abilities that ordinary people do not have. However, these abilities are as insignificant as grains of rice in front of Du Sulin. Her powers are in direct conflict with Du Sulin's, and are of no help whatsoever.
Du Sulin's calamity, Du Sulin's suffering, still can only be borne by herself.
Three more days have passed like this.
Du Siyan came twice, unfortunately did not see Du Silin. Because Du Silin shook his head and indicated that he would not see Du Siyan when he woke up in the middle of the confusion.
Feng also thought it was just Dusilin who didn't want Dusiyan to see her in this state and feel heartache.
On the seventh day of Du Sulin's coma, she opened her eyes again. A dazed expression flashed across her face.
"Are you awake?" Jing Jie exclaimed with surprise and delight when she saw Du Si Lin wake up.
Du Sulin was weak all over, didn't even have the strength to speak, and even nodding became a laborious task.
"Defend against the wind! Defend against the wind!" Jing Jie shouted loudly. This time, Du Si Lin's expression seemed to be not on the verge of fainting again.
Feng Wind rushed over and carefully examined Du Siling. Du Siling was no longer cold, his whole body hot like boiling water.
"It's a fever!" Feng said. At this time, heat is better than cold, dissipating the body's internal heat, and Du Siling's body can also gradually recover.
For the next three days, Du Sulin didn't say a word. Fengfeng didn't disturb her and only periodically checked on her.
That day, Du Siyan finally saw his sister.
It's been almost a month since they last met, and Du Sulin has become even more frail, with only her eyes shining brightly to show her extraordinary spirit.
"Zhou Yun's sister has gone missing." He brought this news.
Du Sulin's face was expressionless, he just looked at Du Siyan and said, "What can I do?"
Du Siyan wouldn't come and tell her this for no reason.
"There seems to be something wrong with the Provincial Music Academy, many students have gone missing, which has attracted high attention from the government, but because it involves unscientific phenomena, they have blocked this news. Zhou Yun's sister is also among the missing."
Due to Feng's secrecy and Du Si Lin's disguise, Du Si Yan did not know that Du Si Lin was ill, otherwise he would not have opened his mouth.
"This afternoon I'll go take a look," Du Sulin said lightly. "After this matter is settled, I will be going out for at least two months before I can return." She added another sentence.
"Two months?" Du Siyan furrowed his brow, as Du Silin rarely went out for so long, but in the end he didn't say much.
Because if Duslin wanted to tell him, he would have said so himself. Otherwise, it's just a waste of asking.
Time flies, and now it's the end of September, but this city is still hot, and the afternoon feels like a huge steamer that makes people breathe hard.
Du Sulin and Jing Jie arrived at the Provincial Music Academy, a university she had been to before with Fang Feng, so she was also familiar with the winding paths in the school.
There were fewer people in the school than usual, as there had been a mysterious disappearance of students. Local students basically rushed home after school, and those who stayed at school were all out-of-province students seeking education.
Douslin's mind was still a bit dizzy and her body temperature had not yet subsided. Fangfeng insisted that she not come out, because her body simply did not permit it.
But no one can be more stubborn than Du Sulin, even Fengfeng.
Feng's research group is currently working on an important project and can't take time off, so Jing Jie volunteers to accompany Du Si Lin.
"It's said that more than 20 years ago, someone died in this music academy, a suicide, right in the dance studio." Jing Ji said to Du Si Lin as they walked, "But no one knows why she killed herself. Since then, there have been cases of student deaths in the academy, but because it was just a few isolated incidents, they were covered up."
Du Sulin glanced at Jing Jie, she didn't know where Jing Jie's news came from. Jing Jie wasn't as simple as he seemed on the surface, but what did that matter? At least his feelings for Fang Feng were genuine, and that was enough. Du Sulin thought to herself.
"Fetal light?!" At this time, a somewhat doubtful voice sounded behind Du Sulin.
Du Sulin stopped in his tracks, and the person behind him walked up with three steps that seemed like two.
It was Chen Zhou Rong, Du Si Lin didn't remember his appearance, but had a deep impression of the mole at the corner of his eye.
"In that photo, I didn't expect the real person to be even more beautiful." Chen Zhou Yun looked at Du Si Lin for a few moments before sincerely praising her. "And this is...?" Of course, he also noticed the delicate and lovely Jing Jie by Du Si Lin's side.
"Jing Jie!" Jing Jie smiled and extended his hand to Chen Zhou Yun.
Chen Zhouxuan's hand trembled slightly as he shook hands with Jing Jie, and his impression of him suddenly multiplied.
"Taiguang, Sihuan have told you, haven't they?" Chen Zhouwen asked Du Silin with a serious tone. Du Silin was his only hope to find his sister, if even Du Silin couldn't do it, then probably no one could.
Du Sulin nodded and didn't say much.
"As we walk and talk, I'll take you to the dance room for a look." Chen Zhouxuan made a "please" gesture and said politely.
Even if Du Si Lin is his good brother's sister, he would still feel awkward in front of her.
"Zhou Ting went missing five days ago. According to the investigation, that night she and several close classmates agreed to go to the dance studio at midnight, but then disappeared. In the following days, even students and teachers who went to the dance studio during the day to practice dance also went missing. The police counted a total of 17 people, 10 girls and 7 boys, and three female teachers." Along the way, Chen Zhou Yun told Du Si Lin about the process of this bizarre incident. "We investigated the family background of those twenty people and didn't find anything suspicious or similar, so we can only guess that it's because these seventeen students went to the dance studio during this period that they disappeared."
About ten minutes later, the three of them crossed the blockade line set up by the police and successfully entered the dance room.
"You're a demon?" Jing Ji was quite surprised and said. At first, she thought it was a ghost haunting her, but it turned out to be a demon.
"Do you also understand the Tao?" Chen Zhou Yun didn't expect it, thinking that Jing Jie was just an ordinary girl. Suddenly he understood, who would be beside Du Si Lin if not a supernatural being? "A little." Jing Jie stuck out her tongue, she couldn't say she was also a demon.
"It's not a monster." Du Sulin said after observing for a long time.
"Impossible, there's a demonic aura." Jing Jie retorted, she was a demon herself and most sensitive to demonic auras, how could she be mistaken?
"Not a demon nor a ghost, she was a demon when she was alive, now that she's dead, she can only be called a demon spirit." Du Si Lin said calmly.
The demon spirit is a demonic soul, similar to humans, after death, the demon spirit leaves the body, but this demon spirit is much stronger than the mortal's soul.
"What about Zhou Ting and them?" Chen Zhou Yun asked tentatively.
"It's hard to predict life and death." Du Sulin said truthfully. She couldn't see the past, so she didn't know if Zhou Ting and the others had been killed by this demon spirit.
"Let me divine a hexagram for Zhou Ting, and see if she is alive or dead?" Chen Zhou Yun said again.
"Life and death are the way of heaven, divination cannot pry into heaven." Du Sulin said that prying into the way of heaven is bound to incur heavenly punishment.
Upon hearing Du Si Lin's words, Chen Zhou Yan was momentarily stunned and fell into the demon's hands. As for Zhou Ting, she might be in greater danger than good fortune. She is his most beloved younger sister after all.
"Leave." Du Sulin frowned and said decisively to the two of them.
As soon as her voice fell, a golden light radiated from her body, enveloping Chen Zhou Yun. Jing Ji was no ordinary person and naturally had his own way of protecting himself, so she didn't need to intervene.
The three of them retreated as quickly as possible until they finally stopped in their tracks.
"Why don't you take it?" Jing Jie asked Du Si Lin.
"I don't know what tricks you have, but with you here, I won't be able to make a move," Du Sulin said. Once she made a move, Jing Ji would also be suppressed, and at that time, she might still need to take care of Jing Ji and Chen Zhouyuan, making her hands and feet busy.
Jing Jie nodded slightly, and secretly glanced at Chen Zhou Yun. It is said that he has been pursuing Feng Xiuxiu relentlessly, and doesn't even mind that she's a ghost.
"Are you going in now?" Jing Jie asked again.
Du Sulin shook his head and didn't say a word, turning around to walk in the direction he came from. Just as he lifted his head, he was stunned.
Not far away, a woman walking towards her, with a tall figure, perfect face, and long hair like waves, who else could it be if not Xiao Qingzhu?
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