Chapter 1288

Everyone looked at each other as if they didn't know whether to believe a little girl's words.

Especially when the little girl said that she could save the old man, it was evil enough. At this time, she asked them to wait in the living room.

After all, most of the people here don't know Jane Eyre, and have never met her. They only know that she is a friend of master Haoyu. But just because of this, it's hard for people to believe her. People can't help but be considerate.

Saving lives? How to save? Resurrect the dead or exchange life for life?

Obviously, no one in Ji's family believes Jane Eyre.

But Jane doesn't mind, because if Xiao Du didn't say that she could be saved, she wouldn't believe it.

So she understands the reaction of the Ji family, especially when they are still in grief.

"Second grandfather, take us to the living room first." At this time, Ji Haoyu spoke.

The second master of the Ji family is the father's brother, and he is 60 years old. Smell speech, can't help looking at Ji Haoyu want to talk and stop of open mouth: "Haoyu... This..."

"Go ahead." Ji Haoyu once again said: "there is no worse result than now."

This sounds especially sad.

Yes, everyone has gone. No matter what Jane Eyre does, can there be a worse result than this?

Seeing that Ji Haoyu insisted on trusting his friends, Ji's second master sighed and nodded to other humanitarians: "let's go down first."

Words fall, the second master of Ji family also deeply looked at Jane Eyre, as if want to see through her with eyes.

However, Jane Eyre does not know what will happen, how can others see what?

Other people did not say much, have followed the second master downstairs, Ji Haoyu gently patted Ji haoxue, tone put light way: "haoxue, you also go."

"Well." Ji haoxue sent out a whimper from the breath, wiping tears also followed up.

At this point, only Jane Eyre and Ji Haoyu were left in the corridor.

Four eyes opposite, Ji Haoyu face Jane AI, the body that hard shell suddenly unload, silent, see Ji Haoyu step heavy walk to Jane AI in front, slightly attached, slowly embrace her.

At this moment, Ji Haoyu is soft and fragile. It seems that only at this moment can Jane AI really feel the blow and injury that Ji's death brings to Ji Haoyu.

Raise your hand, Jane Eyre backhand embrace him, fragile Ji Haoyu let her give birth to infinite heartache, this usually looks unruly man, actually is the most human side exposed in front of her.

It's trust in her... And love.

At this moment, Jane AI is sad with Ji Haoyu's sad, sad with Ji Haoyu's sad. She even feels that if she can, she is willing to face and bear the pain of losing her family with Ji Haoyu, as long as he can feel better.

Think of this, Jane AI holding Ji Haoyu's hand slightly with force, seems to be in silence to pass some strength to him.

She wanted to tell him that she was still standing by whenever.

Feeling the quiet comfort of Jane Eyre, Ji Haoyu's tight body is slightly relieved.

Ji Lao's bedroom, facing the French window, is a mountain not far from the suburbs. In winter, the mountains are covered with snow and the vegetation is withered.

Xiao Du stands in front of the window, looking at the opposite hill. Behind him, Ji Lao is still lying on the bed, while the child is putting candles beside the bed.

There were twenty-nine candles around the edge of the bed. After the child lit them one by one, he looked up at Xiaodu and said, "brother Xiaodu, set it up."

Smell speech, Xiao poison turned head to see one eye, then turn body to come to bedside, see him take out a red cloth bag from pocket.

The cloth bag looks like a brocade bag in ancient times, but it's a little bigger. Open it. There are three pieces of Rune paper in it.

There were strange characters on the paper, which Xiao Du could not understand. The only thing he knew was that there were three traditional characters in the center of the three pieces of paper.

Heaven, earth and man.

Xiao Du placed the Tian character paper on Ji Lao's head, the di character paper on Ji Lao's feet, and the last Ren character paper on Ji Lao's heart.

In this way, all the preparations are ready, and it doesn't seem cumbersome. It looks like some kind of superstitious array.

"Brother Xiaodu, isn't this the Chinese enchantment?" The child could not help but speak.

Children are not Chinese, but they have heard a little about the ancient ghosts of China. They have even seen a lot of Chinese movies. Most of them are used to evoke spirits.

Xiao poison face slightly heavy, smell speech can't help but way: "in this world, there's no enchanting one said."

"Then this..." the child did not understand.

Not only he didn't understand, but Xiao Du didn't understand either. After hearing Xiao Du, he said, "I don't know. Maybe this is not what you and I can understand. It's almost time. Turn off the lights."

Hearing this, the child went to the door and turned off the light.

Even so, the light of the 29 candles was enough to light up the whole bedroom. Xiao Du went to the window and looked at the mountain in the distance. On the top of the mountain, snow piled up, and at this time, facing the direction of Ji's mansion, a figure covered by black robes stood among the dead trees. The figure was very tall, but apart from that, he could not see any features under the black robe, except his pale right hand, holding a metal scepter. Beside the black robed man stood a little girl who looked eight or nine years old. The girl wore two sheep horn braids, but she only wore a very thin dress on this cold night and didn't feel cold at all“ The lights are out, sir They have been looking at the direction of Ji's house at the foot of the mountain, and their eyes have been locked in the position of Ji's bedroom. When the light goes out and the candle lights up, the little girl can't help but say. Seeing this, the black robed man could not help but utter a low voice: "let's go."“ Yes The little girl nodded slightly. Then she saw the black robed man sitting directly on the ground. The little girl took out six pieces of Rune paper and put them in specific positions around the black robed man. There was no superfluous and gaudy things. The man in black had already waved his hand, and the scepter in his hand was floating in front of him out of thin air. With eyes closed, the black robed people began to chant words and utter low and hard sounds. The content of the sound is very old, and it is a language that no one has ever heard. The little girl stood not far behind him, with a little worry in her eyes, and looked at the brightly lit Ji family manor at the foot of the mountain from time to time. After a while, the black robed man's hands suddenly opened, and the scepter floating in front of him was divided into six parts. Six scepters began to revolve around the black robed man. At the same time, the candle lit by Ji Lao's bed began to sway like the wind. The light of the candle flickered, and it seemed to be destroyed.