She turned her head and stared at him again, Ye Jia changed, and the earth changed greatly.
To be precise, he was quickly returning to the past, and when his years were just around the corner, his youth was burning, his eyebrows and eyes were slowly recovering, his former handsomeness was gradually recovering, and his incredible demeanor suddenly returned
The radiant and the brilliance shines again... She was frightened. Why did a person recover so quickly? Such a severe scar, saying that healing is about to heal? Will never rot again? Will never bleed again?
Will you not be dying? Why did the skeletons of the past become stormy step by step?
She suddenly remembered a word: Rejuvenation.
But I didn't dare to think about it, just threw my head and tried my best to get rid of this terrible feeling.
All of this seemed to be so fast that it was not true.
Is this person around her real Yejia or is it based on an imagination? In fact, since she was dying, she has had a very obvious premonition that Yejia has died long ago and will never be able to come back. Because,
After that, she never saw him again, and she would never see him in her dreams.
She heard a buzzing sound behind her. Looking back, it seemed like a fly, flying beside Ye Jia and flew away. Where did the fly come from this season?
There was a faint breath of death.
She was frightened and remembered ancient legends and stories about corpses. Some dead people were indifferent and grievances and pain, so a stream of spirit solidified into frost and could never be resolved. So, in some strange spaces
Under the influence of time, it may be a spell, or a corpse-driver, whose body will not decay for the time being, and they will return to their hometown.
However, once that spirit is broken up, everything will become a pile of ashes, a bunch of red and dry bones, and a bunch of spider webs.
Especially after some wars, thousands of people died, but they were unwilling to stay in a foreign land. The bones were like mountains, and the accumulation of yin energy would undergo a qualitative change. The dead souls appeared and dared not let down the parents, wives and children in the distant hometowns. They were always thousands of miles away.
The soul of the distance returns to his hometown. When the sun rises, it is prosperous, but when the sun sets, it is broken walls and broken walls, and the dead bones are everywhere.
How miserable.
Ye Jia. The quiet Ye Jia, is he just the spirit of a soul dream?