From the time travel, I became extraordinary

Chapter 398 Mysterious Voice
The charcoal fire in the brazier had not yet gone out.

Jiang Yao and Yuan Zhilong added a lot of charcoal into the brazier. The flames were bright red, and the whole room became much warmer.

Sitting on a chair next to the fire table, Jiang Yao took off his socks and wrung them hard, squeezing out a lot of water.

He changed into a pair of slippers barefoot, wrung out his wet trouser legs, and began to roast them over the charcoal fire.

In less than half an hour, he was warming himself by the fire when he suddenly felt an indescribable chill.

Frowning, he looked towards the door of the room.

In his sight, he saw several blurry shadows swaying in the living room of this house.

"roll……"

With a whoosh, Jiang Yao stood up and rushed into the living room like an arrow.

There was nothing outside, and the blurry shadow he had just seen seemed like some kind of illusion due to his confused perception.

After finding the light switch, he turned on the lights in the living room. Whether he looked with his eyes or sensed with his mental power, he did not find anything unusual.

He had experienced encountering strange things more than once or twice.

Not only had he killed this kind of weird thing, he had also ridden it. In his opinion, there were not many truly powerful ones among the legendary ghosts, and the general resentful and evil ghosts were just that strong.

But now, the situation he faced was completely different.

Before, the two blurry shadows, one black and one white, that were pulling his grandmother Yao Yucui into the pond disappeared after being hit by his blood dragon.

But Jiang Yao felt that the two blurry shadows did not turn into ashes, but at the moment the blood dragon hit them, they separated from the real world and returned to some unknown time and space.

Their existence seemed extremely special, as if they could constantly switch between reality and illusion, which was completely different from the ordinary weird creatures in Jiang Yao's impression.

"Xiaoyao, what's wrong? Who did you just yell at to get out?"

"You are the only one in this living room, and I don't see anyone else."

"You were warming yourself by the fire in the room, why did you suddenly come here?"

At the door of the room where grandma was, Yuan Xiuhua and Yuan Zhilong also poked their heads out.

They looked at Jiang Yao, then glanced around the empty living room, both of them looked confused and asked.

"Mom, uncle, did you see anything just now?"

With a frown, Jiang Yao walked up to Yuan Xiuhua and Yuan Zhilong and asked tentatively.

"without!"

"Just now I saw you, Xiaoyao, yelling loudly, and then I saw you running to the living room."

With a puzzled look on their faces, Yuan Zhilong and Yuan Xiuhua both shook their heads.

Then, Yuan Xiuhua continued, "What's wrong? Xiaoyao?"

"You just had such a reaction. Did you see something weird?"

"Your grandmother suddenly ran into the pond in the middle of the night. There must be something unclean in this house tonight..."

Having said this, she walked out of the room and turned on the lights in the house one by one.

Then she went to the kitchen again and took out a kitchen knife.

"A bunch of weird things that have been dead for many years. What the hell are you? Stop hanging around in the house and get out of here."

"Whoever dares to bother my mother again, I will make him suffer."

"Let me put it this way. If my mother is safe tonight, then it's fine. If anything happens to her, I will go dig up the graves where you are buried at dawn tomorrow morning."

……

Yuan Xiuhua was a very aggressive person. She had already confirmed that there were some unclean things hidden in the house. So she took a kitchen knife in her hand and walked through every room and corner of her uncle's house one by one, cursing.

No one knows whether her action will be useful.

However, this custom already exists in the rural areas where they live.

Yuan Xiuhua is definitely not the only one who feels that the house is not clean and then wanders around the house with a kitchen knife or other sharp weapons, cursing.

Uncle Yuan Zhilong returned to the room to look after Yao Yucui, while Jiang Yao followed Yuan Xiuhua and walked around with her for a while.

Seeing that she was getting more and more excited in scolding, and that she still hadn't stopped after nearly half an hour, Jiang Yao sighed. He finally gave up and stopped following her.

After returning to his grandmother's room, he frowned and thought for a while. Instead of continuing to sit by the fire table, he moved a chair and stood guard at the door of the room.

After changing her clothes and lying back on the bed, Yao Yucui was not only unconscious, but also incontinent.

Just now, my uncle Yuan Zhilong called the emergency number 120 again.

However, it would take a long time for an ambulance to rush from the hospital in the county town to the township where their home is located.

Although Jiang Yao's car was parked in the open space outside the house, given Yao Yucui's current condition and the absence of professional medical staff, neither Yuan Zhilong and his wife nor Yuan Xiuhua dared to take the initiative to carry her into the car and send her to the hospital.

"If the King of Hell wants someone to die at three o'clock in the morning, he won't let them stay until five o'clock."

"Yao Yucui's life span has come to an end. Although she has retained her last breath of vitality, it is her fate. No matter how much you do, it will all be in vain." "Why do you have to go against the will of heaven and force her to stay in this world?"

……

Standing at the door of the room, watching his uncle and aunt busying around, and listening to his mother Yuan Xiuhua's incessant cursing, Jiang Yao began to feel a little dazed without knowing when.

An extremely eerie voice, like a pondering or a whisper, was totally out of control as it flooded into his mind.

"Who are you? Stop hiding and show yourself!"

"Birth, aging, illness and death are part of human nature. That's true."

"But you want my grandmother to walk into the pond and drown in front of me. That's absolutely not allowed!"

The whole person seemed to be half asleep and half awake, but at this moment Jiang Yao was still rational and still maintained a necessary sense of clarity.

But now, he could no longer hear his mother's scolding, and he could no longer see his uncle and aunt who were circling around his grandmother.

In his senses, everything around him was dim. There were no tall buildings, no mountains or rivers. The surroundings were empty and void. Occasionally, he could see vague shadows that seemed unreal and illusory passing by in the distance.

"The living exist in the world of the living, and the dead return to the underworld. This is the law of heaven and earth."

"Death is actually not scary for your grandmother Yao Yucui."

"People whose life span has come to an end but are forced to stay in this world by their relatives are living a life worse than death. This is the most cruel thing for them."

……

The whispering voice that came from nowhere once again rang in Jiang Yao's ears.

The next moment, the scene in front of him changed rapidly.

In just a few moments, the dimness all around him had completely disappeared, and now he seemed to be in an extremely luxurious high-end ward.

An skinny old man, with tubes inserted all over his body, lay unconscious on the hospital bed.

Not far away, a man and a woman, who were suspected to be family members, were sitting on chairs and talking.

"Xiao Xin, the ICU costs 20,000 yuan a day. Your father has been lying in bed for four years. In his condition, besides wasting medical expenses, no matter how much treatment he receives, it will only delay his recovery for a while. Does this make sense?"

"What you said is true. He is my father and your father-in-law. I must give him the best treatment. As long as he can live, it means the most to you and me."

"You are using the same words you use to fool outsiders to fool me, Xiaoxin. You are still so hypocritical. Your father is already in this state, and living is worse than death. If you are really filial, you should let him die happily instead of continuing to take advantage of him."

"You call me hypocritical? Fang Jian, how can you be better than me? If my father wasn't alive and had his previous connections to support you, would you be able to sit in your current position so firmly?"

"He is lying in the ward. He has someone to take care of him, and his medical expenses are fully reimbursed. You and I don't have to pay a penny. He also has tens of thousands of pensions every month that can be passed on to you and me."

"With so many benefits, tell me yourself, why shouldn't we let my dad continue with the treatment?"

……

At the beginning, the man and the woman were chatting happily, but after just a while, they had some disagreements over certain things and parted unhappily.

The man had a sullen face and had already left the ward, while the middle-aged woman in her thirties or forties stayed in the ward. She took an apple from the fruit basket at the head of the old man's bed, washed it, peeled it, and began to eat it.

As if he had transcended reality and existed in another time and space, Jiang Yao quietly looked at everything in the ward in front of him.

"Did you see that? My dear, your grandmother's life span has come to an end. If you force her to stay in this world, she will be like the old man on the sickbed. Her life will be worse than death."

"You may not care about the high medical expenses, but you are just a grandson. Have you considered whether your uncle's family can afford it?"

"Giving up on stopping the ghost messenger and letting your grandmother's soul return to the underworld may be a little difficult for you to accept emotionally, but there is no doubt that this is definitely the wisest choice for both Yao Yucui and you relatives."

……

The whispering voice that came from nowhere once again sounded in Jiang Yao's mind.

The next moment, the scene around him distorted and changed.

The high-end ward where he had just been, and the skinny old man on the bed, had disappeared without a trace.

Today, he is still sitting upright at the door of his grandmother Yao Yucui's room.

Inside the room, Yao Yucui was lying on the bed with her eyes closed. Her uncle and aunt, one had already sat back by the fire table, while the other was still guarding the bed.

Yuan Xiuhua, who was holding a kitchen knife and running into some room, continued to curse.

Jiang Yao couldn't tell whether that mysterious voice or the scenes he had just seen were real or imaginary.

"It's fake, it must be fake. I must have been a little tired and accidentally fell asleep and had this dream."

"I don't know how many people are sick and don't have money to treat themselves and dare not go to the hospital. How can someone lie in a ward that costs 20,000 yuan a day for four years and have the medical expenses fully reimbursed? Such an outrageous thing cannot happen in our great country."

"I don't know where these demons and monsters come from, but they like to mess with my mind."

With a complicated expression, Jiang Yao sighed.

He had been standing guard at the door of the room. After hesitating for a while, he finally stood up, walked out of the house, and lit a cigarette for himself.

(End of this chapter)