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Chapter 58 The Evil Ghost of the Republic of China②④

Xie Jinge can't change anything.

Even though the body he possesses is inextricably linked with him, all of this is a thing of the past, something that is destined to happen before the 70s.

So when he saw that Mu Yang came to the logistics house of Nanyang Opera Troupe according to the content in the letter, Xie Jinge's mood was extraordinarily calm.

Xie Jin asked Mu Yang to come here at three o'clock in the afternoon, but he himself was standing in the elegant room of the teahouse which was only one road away from the courtyard.

He stood in front of the window of the private room, holding the binoculars he bought from Xiyang, and watched the movement of Mu Yang in the opposite courtyard through the lens.The old butler who helped him sneak out stood behind Xie Jin, a look of worry appeared on his old face.

"Young master..." The old butler hesitated, his lips moved slightly, and finally he said what was in his heart: "Do you really have to do this?"

"Otherwise?" Xie Jin sneered, but the words uttered from his bright red lips were vicious like snakes and scorpions: "I, Xie Jin, have such a personality, those who betray me can only have one end, and use death to atone for their sins."

The old housekeeper wanted to say something more: "But..."

"No but." Xie Jin interrupted him impatiently.

At this time, Xie Jin saw Chun Yan through the telescope and quietly walked in, hiding his body in Mu Yang's blind spot.The logistics house of Nanyang Opera Troupe is not very big, but there are many rooms, and each room is equipped with materials and costume props needed for singing.

There are also many scene maps made of paper collages piled up in the yard.

Xie Jin glanced at Mu Yang who was expressionless, and the other party's eyes swept around, Xie Jin knew that Mu Yang was looking for him.Then, Xie Jin took another look at Chun Yan who was hiding in the corner and almost staring at Mu Yang intently, a coldness flashed across his eyes.He squinted his eyes and winked with the person hiding in the dark, then raised his hand and gave an action command.

After giving the final order to the hired arsonist, Xie Jin put down the binoculars and slowly closed his eyes.His face is gorgeous, like a blooming rose, and his long eyelashes are slightly curled up, like delicate orchids that are touching.

He has the most beautiful face, but what he does is like a devil.

In the private room of the tea house, it was very quiet, only the sound of the wind blowing in from the window.The old housekeeper looked at Xie Jin's back and sighed deeply.

Compared with the tranquility of this elegant room, the logistics house of the Nanyang Opera Troupe was surrounded by flames.The house that has already been sprinkled with wine does not need much wind to support the combustion, the torch is submerged, and the fire burns.

But in a short time, it burned violently, unstoppable.

Chun Yan, who was hiding in the corner, screamed, and she didn't care about peeping anymore. She ran to Mu Yang, pulled his sleeve and was about to run to the gate of the house, "Mu Yang, run, it's on fire. Let's run!"

However, Mu Yang shook off Chun Yan's hand, a panic that he had never seen before appeared on his face, instead of running to the door, he quickly ran towards the innermost room.

Xie Jin... Where is Xie Jin!

Mu Yang's brows were deeply wrinkled, and there was even fine sweat on his forehead.

"Mu Yang!" Chun Yan shouted Mu Yang's name, but what he got was Mu Yang's back without looking back.She glanced at the growing flames, and finally felt overwhelmed, gritted her teeth and ran to the door, not caring about Mu Yang anymore. The survival instinct made her make a choice at this moment.

However, she tried to open the doorknob, but found that she couldn't open it no matter what. Someone, someone locked the door!It's locked!Chun Yan burst into tears in a panic, slamming on the closed door, and kept shouting: "It's on fire! Come on! Come on! Put out the fire! Come on and save me!"

But Chunyan's call for help did not receive any response.

All members of the Nanyang Opera Troupe went to perform in another county today, and Chun Yan was supposed to go with her, but because of Mu Yang, and because she saw the letter, she, who was supposed to go with her, quietly stayed behind.

Chunyan was desperate, no one...

No one will come to her rescue.

She turned around, looked at the flames that were burning more and more vigorously, and slowly fell to the ground with her back against the door.

As for Mu Yang, Mu Yang didn't care about other things at all, he just wanted to find Xie Jin quickly.Room after room, Mu Yang's heart wrinkled more and more deeply.Xie Jin said that he would wait for him here, although Mu Yang was not [-]% sure that Xie Jin was here, but he didn't dare to bet, he didn't dare...

"Xie Jin! Xiao Jin! Xiao Jin!" Mu Yang called Xie Jin's name, and his tone was no longer as cold and calm as before.

People outside the courtyard started to put out the fire, but it was almost impossible to extinguish the burning flames with only a dozen people carrying buckets by hand.Some people began to knock on the door again, again and again, and finally smashed the door open with all their strength.

Chun Yan, who had fainted from fright, was carried out.

And Mu Yang is still looking for Xie Jin.

Xie Jin watched from the window, and then laughed.

He looked at the panic on Mu Yang's face, at the raging fire in the dark night, at someone who wanted to pull Mu Yang away but was thrown away by Mu Yang.

Looking at it, he was still smiling, but there was a trace of tears in his eyes, and a drop of crystal liquid slipped from the corner of Xie Jin's eyes and landed on the corner of his lips.

Xie Jin raised his hand, touched the tear, and put it in his mouth.

bitter.

It was very bitter, so bitter that his heart hurt like a knife.

He cried……

"Young Master..." The old housekeeper took a step forward, wanting to comfort Xie Jin like he did every time Xie Jin was punished by Xie Zhou, but the next second, Xie Jin suddenly turned around and ran downstairs.

He regretted it!

After Mu Yang never gave up looking for him regardless of life or death just because of a possibility, Xie Jin regretted it.

He didn't want Mu Yang to die!In no mood!

Xie Jin ran down quickly, towards the burning house.

"Mu Yang!" Xie Jin rushed in regardless of other people's obstruction. At this time, the fire could no longer be controlled. A large amount of thick smoke enveloped the entire courtyard, and the blazing fire almost swallowed people's sight.

"Mu Yang! Mu Yang, come out! Come out!" Xie Jin shouted, his throat hurt from the smoke, as if he was suffocating immediately.He felt very uncomfortable, his body was also very hot, as if his skin was burned, he had never been tortured like this before, and all of this was his own fault, fortunately, he heard Mu Yang's response.

Xie Jin saw Mu Yang running towards him, and he stretched out his hand.

However, just when Mu Yang's hand was about to touch Xie Jin, something happened suddenly. The beam on Xie Jin's head suddenly collapsed, and Mu Yang's pupils shrank suddenly. Pushed, but he himself was hit by the falling beam, unable to move his body.

Xie Jin's eyes were red and bloodshot, and he wanted to help Mu Yang push away the beams on his back. He was most afraid of pain, but when his hands touched the flames, the intense burning sensation did not make him give up.

Because Mu Yang was looking for Xie Jin, he had inhaled a lot of smoke in his lungs. In addition, his body was pressed down, and the burning pain in his back made him feel extremely uncomfortable, but even so, he just stared deeply. Xie Jin, "Let's go." The burning sensation in his throat made his voice hoarse and interfering, and he uttered this word with great difficulty.

Xie Jin kept shaking his head, he took Mu Yang's hand to drag him out, but the heavy beams could be loosened by himself.

At this time, the raging fire almost completely surrounded the backyard. If there was a delay, both of them would be buried in the flames.

"Let's go!" Mu Yang shouted at Xie Jin.

"I'm not leaving...Mu Yang...cough cough...let's go out together."

"I'll let you go!" Mu Yang had a grim expression.

"I won't leave. If you can't leave, then we can die together, or die together, or..." Xie Jin burst out laughing.

And at this critical moment, the old butler rushed in with a young man, "Young master!" The old butler joined forces with another person, pulling Xie Jin from left to right, ignoring Xie Jin's struggles, before the flames engulfed him. At the last second in the courtyard, Xie Jinge was dragged out.

Mu Yang died, burned to death.

After the fire was extinguished, only a charred body remained in the courtyard.Because of the stimulation, Xie Jin passed out the moment he was dragged out, and lay at home for more than half a month before waking up.

As for the old housekeeper, because of the smoke inhaled in his lungs, his already depleted body was getting worse day by day. In addition, because he indulged Xie Jin and sneaked out to commit such a major event, he was severely punished at home. Not long after Xie Jin woke up, he passed away from a back injury and lung cancer infection.

The old housekeeper's surname is Li, and his name is written on the plaque, Li Mingzhong.

The day when the old housekeeper went to funeral was the fifteenth day of July. After paying homage to the old housekeeper, Xie Jin changed into a red gown that looked like a wedding gown, and came to Mu Yang's tomb with the spirit card he made for Mu Yang .

There are only four words written on the tombstone, Mu Yang's Tomb.

But on the spirit card Xie Jin held in his hand, there were two more words, my husband.

My husband Mu Yang.Muyang...

Xie Jin laughed. He knelt in front of Mu Yang's tombstone, kissed Mu Yang's spirit tablet, then took out a dagger and cut his wrist.

He just let the wound bleed, then gently leaned against Mu Yang's tomb, and closed his eyes as the blood continued to flow.

In the last few seconds when Xie Jin was about to die, Xie Jinge automatically separated from his body. He looked at Mu Yang with Xie Jin's eyes closed and slightly raised lips, and then glanced at the wound on his wrist.

Blood flowed onto Mu Yang's spirit tablet and the tombstone, dyeing the writing on it a strange bright red.

"Mu Yang... hate me..." Xie Jin said slowly: "I was originally a lunatic... In the next life, I will bring hatred, find me..."

After Xie Jin finished saying the last word, Xie Jinge's head suddenly felt a sharp pain, as if something poured into his mind.

He instinctively squatted down, covered his head that seemed to be blown up with both hands, and buried his face between his legs.

Also because of this, he did not see that Xie Jin's body scattered into little sparks, and finally turned into a red light pouring into his body.

Xie Jinge only felt that his throat suddenly started to feel thirsty, as if his neck was tightly pinched by a hand, and his breathing became short, as if he was suffocating.

In the next second, the surrounding screen suddenly changed.

When I opened my eyes again, it was a dark room.

It's a room in his apartment.