The beautiful and sad singing voice has a special accent, just like the shamans of the ancient tribe chanting soul-calling spells.
I looked around, but I couldn't find the source of the singing. It seemed to be coming from all directions, but suddenly I felt like it was coming from my own heart.
Fu Shiyi remained awake at first, but as time passed, his consciousness gradually became blurred, and he just stood there in a daze.
The long-lasting memories of the first life suddenly appeared in front of my eyes.
After studying hard for twelve years, I thought that after I was admitted to university, I would be greeted by blooming flowers. But I didn’t want to face obstacles in finding a job after graduation. I couldn’t win applause or get flowers. I finally settled down, but I became
What others call an older leftover woman is overwhelmed by the weight of work and life.
"Do I live to work, or just to live? Is this kind of repetitive life what I originally expected? I just want to live some simple days and live well, but why can't I
So difficult?"
Confusion, hesitation and despair linger in my heart.
Fu Shiyi's thoughts were completely stuck in the unhappy memories of his first life.
Not only her, but the Sixteenth Brother, Sanniang, Eighth Uncle and Twelfth Uncle on the scene all had a look of despair on their faces. The five of them seemed to have lost their souls, being pulled by an inexplicable force, walking step by step towards the center.
That ancient well.
"The soul is like a dream...and the thing is far away..."
The singing sound became clearer as it approached from far away. If Fu Shiyi was conscious, he would realize that the singing sound was coming from the ancient well.
As Fu Shiyi and others approached, a blood-red coffin slowly emerged from the bottom of the well.
There were no complicated carvings on the six sides of the coffin. It was just an ordinary coffin, but thick blood was flowing on it. The blood flowed down from the edge of the well, as if it were alive, and flowed towards Fu Shi who was walking in the front. The moment the blood touched Fu Shiyi, an expression of pain and joy suddenly appeared on his face, as if he had been relieved. However, his body shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Right now.
"Buzz"
There was a loud noise, and the vortex of Fu Shiyi's sea of consciousness instantly sent out an extremely powerful suction force. The blood coffin was sucked into Fu Shiyi's sea of consciousness space before he could react.
"Bang bang bang"
The blood coffin entered the space and ran around. After finding no way out, the coffin "squeaked", as if the big terror lying inside wanted to push the coffin out.
At this time.
In the blue vortex hanging high in the space, the newly grown leaves of the dead tree in it floated down lightly and were printed lightly on the coffin.
The coffin, which was still rolling around, suddenly became quiet.
And as it continued to sink little by little, the space that was originally only two points of land expanded more than a hundred times in an instant. It was not until the coffin sank to a depth of hundreds of thousands of feet that the land stopped expanding.
At the same time, a dry well emerged from the place where the coffin sank. The young leaf was attached to the dry well.
In addition to the expansion of the space to more than a hundred acres and the addition of a new dry well, there is no trace of the bloody coffin.
……
When Fu Shiyi opened his eyes again, he found that he was lying in his room in Yanyang Courtyard, and a familiar figure was sitting in front of the bed, taking a nap.
"Third uncle?" Fu Shiyi opened his mouth, but found that his voice was a little hoarse.
"Oh, my little ancestor, you are finally awake, thank God, thank God!"
Fu Shiyi blinked, a little confused: "Uncle Third, I remember it's only been a day since Uncle Eight sent you the communication talisman. How come you came down from the mountain so quickly?"
"You silly girl, you have been in a coma for more than two months."
Sanbo smiled helplessly, and was frightened when he recalled what happened before:
"At that time, I rushed to Guyaju from the mountain to send you a messenger, but after waiting outside for a long time, there was no response. I went to Yanyang Mulin to ask your eighteenth brother and found out that your eighth uncle and twelfth uncle were also there.
Inside, I sent them a messenger, but no one responded, so I knew something was wrong."
"But I can't get in. The upside-down Five Elements Formation in Ancient Cliff Residence can even block the spiritual consciousness of the Jindan monks. I have no choice but to send a letter to your Third Grandpa and Fourth Grandpa quickly."
"After waiting for a few more days, when we went in, we couldn't find anyone. Fortunately, your spiritual pet, the double-eyed bird, led the way, and we found the five of you under the dry well."
Fu Shiyi frowned and tried to recall what happened during that period, but his memory only stayed at the time when the song sounded when the demon lotus was slain and the song sounded.
According to San Bo's oral account, the five of them were so emaciated at that time that they almost turned into human corpses and were extremely miserable. Fortunately, they were discovered in time. Otherwise, the consequences would be disastrous.
"But Eleven woke up?"
Sanniang, who lived in the main room, heard the noise and rushed over with a happy face. When she saw Fu Shiyi sitting on the bedside talking to her third uncle, her eyes suddenly turned red as she rarely showed a sad face. p>
"Sanniang, you just woke up a few days ago, and your body has suffered a lot. You should be practicing and regulating your breath, but here you come again. Alas, neither of them is worrying."
The third uncle complained and asked Sanniang to sit in front of Fu Shiyi's bed. Fu Shiyi saw that Sanniang had lost weight and suddenly became very flustered, but Sanniang comforted her with a smile:
"Don't listen to your third uncle. I just lost some essence and blood. The clan distributed some blood-replenishing pills. After refining them, and drinking Huan Yufeng's honey tea for a period of time, everything will be fine. But you, at your age
You have suffered such a big crime, and I failed to protect you. Fortunately, you are okay, otherwise I would have no face to see your father."
After weathering the adversity together, Fu Shiyi felt that Sanniang was treating him better. And the aloofness in her body seemed to have changed. Normally, she would rarely say such long words in one breath.
"Third uncle, third uncle, did Eleven wake up today?"
The three people in the room were talking when they heard Brother Sixteen shouting from the yard. When they entered the room, they saw that Fu Shiyi had woken up. They were even more happy and danced, and couldn't wait to say:
"Eleven, we are a blessing in disguise this time and we have made a lot of money."
Fu Shiyi didn’t know what kind of medicine Sixteenth Brother was selling in his gourd. All five of them were seriously injured and almost lost their lives. How could they make so much money?
Brother Sixteen first asked Fu Shiyi to roll up his sleeves:
"Look, the blood mark imposed on us is gone, the blood curse has been lifted, and, guess what? The water in the ancient well at the bottom of the lake actually contains a lot of spiritual energy."
"The uncle and the second uncle told me that the spiritual well is comparable to the first-class medium-grade spiritual spring. Use it to water the spiritual fields. In time, our Fu family will be able to own a hundred acres of spiritual fields. By then, brother, I want to make wine.
, then there’s no need to be so fussy about it, hahahaha.”
Spiritual well?
Fu Shiyi learned from Brother Sixteen's chattering that the spiritual water in the spiritual well at the bottom of the lake began to appear after they were in a coma for more than ten days.
Now the eldest uncle and second uncle of the clan are guarding there.
Fu Shiyi wanted to take a look, but as soon as he woke up, he fell asleep again soon.