Dai Luan couldn't understand what this meant. Wasn't Xie Huayao still fine? She could move, speak, and respond to their every word, so why did she die?
"...Resurrection Pill?"
Shan Hai looked at her scar, as if he thought of something, and asked like this. Dai Luan roared angrily:
"Who did it?! Wu Yuangui, She Ji, or someone else? Tell us!"
"Wait a minute..." Shan Hai stopped her and turned around, with unspeakable sadness in his eyes, "Miss Yao... I'm afraid she hanged herself."
"How is it possible?"
"The strangle marks...are only the first half of the circle. If she was strangled, the marks on both sides would spread further, and the marks of strangulation by others are usually horizontal. Besides, she didn't appear to have struggled, otherwise except for the horizontal marks,
There are many marks on her neck from scratching with her fingernails, but she didn’t.”
"Yes, but she has no nails. Did they fall off when she was caught on the rope..."
"Many voodoo techniques also use hair and nails. Judging from the blood marks on her hands, she must have been pulled out after she had been dead for a long time and the blood had coagulated."
"She can obviously - can, can move, can recognize us, and can reply to our words."
"So they probably added the powder of the Soul Resurrection Pill to the medicine, or a similar prescription... What we're getting in response now is just an afterimage, an illusion. Miss Yao, I'm so rude."
After saying that, Shan Hai reached out his hand and tried to feel around her neck. The strangulation marks were not only shocking, but also felt like a deep ravine. The skin was already stiff, and it was really hopeless to say the least.
"The art of controlling corpses...is such a thing." Xie Huayao muttered on the ground.
"Do they...fail?" Shan Hai asked, "You shouldn't have retained your self-awareness, even if it was such an illusion of your life. They probably wanted to use you to disrupt Liangqiu's mind tactically.
"
Xie Huayao said nothing. Shanhai lamented and asked her how long the medicine would last.
"I don't know." She said, "It turns bright and dark, then dark and bright again. Every day I talk to myself... In order to meet each other, I can speak complete words. Sometimes it is not so complete. I think this medicine has about the effect of
It’s going to disappear.”
"I can feel it...sometimes you speak normally, and sometimes you can't form sentences."
Shan Hai walked over, helped her up, and slowly helped her back to the bed. Dai Luan followed. For some reason, she clearly felt that she was a little more relaxed, but the strange lights and shadows around her did not disappear. She hoped that it would be faster.
Return to normal, lest the light would attract bad guys. It was late at night, and the moonlight extended inward, shining on Xie Huayao's face, which was lying on the bed, making it look very pale.
She grabbed Shan Hai's sleeve and didn't let go.
"If you have anything else, just ask - do you want to see Liang Qiu? She is not with us. Originally, she came to see you... Why don't you let Aluan wait here while I go..."
"No." She shook her head, "Don't call her. I have something to do, one last thing."
"But it doesn't matter."
"Kill me."
"What?"
It's not that Shan Hai didn't hear it clearly, but he felt incredible. Firstly, it was the request, and secondly, he was confused about how to fulfill this request. After all, how can a dead person die again?
"You mean, let your last consciousness dissipate?"
"Yes. Burn me... After my consciousness is cut off, the poisonous insects in my body will come out. Seal it with peach wood... Or just put me in the fire and stand far away. No one can get close to me.
Will be... Also, don't let her see me like this, absolutely not..."
The two of them felt indescribable sorrow in their hearts. They knew that the "she" here naturally refers to Mu Wan. And this scene always gave them a familiar feeling. At that time, the two of them followed Mu Wan to the snow for the first time.
When she was in Yangu, she also paid so much attention to her appearance, so as not to let her brothers and sisters feel that she was not living a good life outside. Now Xie Huayao is the same, she will never let her close relatives see such a miserable side of herself, so as not to make her feel uncomfortable.
.
"I see."
Shanhai nodded. He opened his hand to Ah Luan and motioned for her to give him the sword. Dai Luan held the broken sword and refused to let go, shaking his head desperately. He sighed helplessly and said:
"Of course I'm not happy. I don't want to give up either. I also...have no choice."
"No, no." Dai Luan still refused to let go, "If you ascetics kill someone, it will affect the path to immortality..."
"This is not killing, it is ferrying people. Miss A Yao is already dead. Besides, my ambition is not to become a fairy... but to live in the common world."
"Then I'll come to ferry you!"
"you?"
Shan Hai opened his eyes in surprise. Dai Luan had never even killed a chicken, let alone stabbed a person with a sword. At least he had been a human before.
"I'll do it."
Dai Luan was clearly determined, and she agreed with Shan Hai's statement from the bottom of her heart. If this was really a good thing, she would be willing to do it. But Shan Hai was still a little worried, and he glanced at Xie Huayao, who had empty eyes.
, she said nothing.
"...Okay, here you go." He took a deep breath, "Remember, it's not the heart that needs to be stabbed, but the center of the chest. Do you know the middle Dantian?"
"I have studied medicine, why don't I know this?"
Dai Luan held the sword in both hands and said this, but her hands were shaking. She tried to calm herself down and recalled the bone-cutting sword technique Shui Wujun once taught her. But it was wrong, this was not killing, it was crossing.
People... She then tried hard to think of the techniques that Ruyue-kun had told and demonstrated to her.
The light that never disappeared became a little warmer, as if it had been waiting for this moment for a long time. The light even intensified and flowed, like an untouchable hot spring flowing through the whole body, flowing between his fingers and on the edge of the sword.
She adjusted her posture, raised her sword, and looked at Xie Huayao, whose eyebrows were calm. Her eyes were closed, but because there were no eyeballs, they seemed shrunken and hung dry on them, unable to be completely closed.
She seemed to be asleep, but not peacefully.
The sword didn't look like it had passed through a person, but a section of dead wood. It was hard and brittle, and occasionally encountered obstacles from fibers. In the end, the sword sank into her body. Soon, black began to appear from the place of contact.
Thin red smoke, one after another, stretched continuously. The smoke had a special fragrance, but they did not dare to smell it. For some reason, sparks began to appear from her body, as if they appeared when forging iron, or
A special kind of firework. Dai Luan was so frightened that she wanted to let go, but in the end she didn't. She clenched the sword tightly and pressed it inside. Suddenly a flame burst out, and she jumped away reflexively, but Shan Hai grabbed her arm.
Pull outward.
"Come on, the house is going to burn down."
"Yes, but the sword——"
"Life is at stake!"
He rarely got angry, so Dai Luan had nothing to say when he got a little fiercer. She hurried out following Shan Hai, and the fire spread quickly, dancing wantonly in the empty room. The charms attached to the glass were probably fireproof.
The inside was burning brightly, but they were unscathed. The characters were illuminated, Shan Hai's eyes swept over, and he read them quickly. Dai Luan also looked at it. Xie Huayao stood up in the red light, twisting irregularly.
When she moved her body, it was as if she was being twisted together by invisible giant hands. Her hamstrings were obviously severed. It was probably because the bugs in her body wanted to come out and scurry around in her body. Her body was like that
There was a sword stuck in it, and Dai Luan watched as the sword gradually turned into dust in the fire. At the same time, her figure slowly collapsed.
The whole house was on fire. The heart-rending inhuman scream that came out at first had faded away, and now it was a small friction sound. It seemed like something was scratching the door panel, or maybe it was the slightest blow from a blunt object.
Impact - it is definitely not a sound that humans can make. Until the sound completely disappeared, the fire was not extinguished, but it did not spread. The deep dark purple halo overflowed with curls of smoke, like a long ladder leading into the night.
"A Luan..." Shan Hai looked at her, his eyebrows furrowed, "Your hands..."
"……ah?"
Dai Luan made a slightly changed voice. She lowered her head and glanced at her hands, and those glimmers of light still remained on her hands. They turned into dots, like tiny fireflies, wrapping around her entire arm.
She felt that her hands were very light and she could lift them without any effort. But her heart was obviously heavy and she had no strength to do anything.
Lin Shanhai stopped talking. What he didn't tell Aluan was that for a moment, the outline of the crescent moon seemed to appear in her eyes, just like the six paths of impermanence. He thought it was the firelight reflected in her eyes from the burning house.
, but when she turned her head, the golden touch was still there, staying for a short while before disappearing.
It's about the power awakened by that fragment of soul. It may be of great importance, or it may be insignificant.
No one knows.
"..."
Although it only happened for a moment, Lord Xueyue's unusual expression still caught Tang He's attention. But he didn't care, he only cared about how to deal with the matter at hand.
"That girl finally fell asleep." Tang He pinched the bridge of his nose, "Children are really troublesome."
"ah……"
"ah?"
When Mr. Xueyue came back to his senses, the light in his eyes became a little brighter. In the past, he would mock a few words as soon as he came up, but now he did not speak, but hesitated for a while, probably thinking about other things. He
Then he raised the corner of his mouth and said jokingly:
"Why, your sister is not a child? Is she the only one in the world who is not in trouble?"
"Tang Yu has always been very well-behaved. And I don't feel anything similar to her from that child."
"Of course you can't see the similarity in souls."
"What were you thinking about?"
Tang He still asked, not only out of curiosity. Now every word and every expression of Lord Xueyue is crucial to his actions. He may still need to compromise, and compromise for a long time. Lord Xueyue is a nasty person.
, he always tells you that there is hope in everything, but it is elusive and hard to find. When you are about to give up, he will bring out some light to tempt you to take another step into the abyss.
Just go, just go. All this is for...
"Although there is no need to tell you, it's okay to say it." Lord Xueyue laughed again, "I feel the resonance of the soul of the person named Dai Luan - the reincarnation of the previous Lord Xueyue. Although it is only a slight one.
But this girl also needs to be more careful. It doesn’t matter to me, but to you... well, sooner or later, you and them will be facing each other with swords."