Her lips and teeth pressed together tightly, and her hands grasped each other.
When the eyes look at the things in front of them, there is fear, timidity, and withdrawal, but there are also expectations and delusions.
Murong Qingshuang reached out to take the things over and opened the wrapping cloth layer by layer.
"No... don't..." Lian'er didn't stop him, but bit his lip and shook his head, "Don't open it..." [
After opening, it is a simple wooden box without any excessive decoration, not even exterior paint.
She raised her eyes and said, "What do you think it is? A hand? Or an internal organ, or..."
Lian'er covered her ears, her expression seemed to be struggling in pain, "I don't know, but... I haven't thought about this problem for many years, and it suddenly popped up, and I... I don't want to know."
Murong Qingshuang sighed softly: "Okay, if you don't want it, just give it to me."
Lian'er didn't speak.
Because that is the only clue we have about her life experience.
She knew that it was a bad memory, otherwise she would not have caused a child to lose his memory.
"Let me open it for you and take a look. I won't tell you anything too bloody." She said deliberately, but in a brisk tone.
Opening the box gently, the box faced Lian'er. She couldn't see the contents inside, only Murong Qingshuang could see it.
Her expression changed instantly. At that moment, she didn't say anything, as if she was restrained by something.
"Hey, Qingshuang, what's wrong with you..."
There is a piece of jade lying quietly in the box, and the carved phoenix is lifelike. The jade is white with green, glowing with cold light, and transparent and flawless. It seems that just by looking at it, you can feel the coldness coming from the heart.
Mu Han's voice resounded in his mind again, "There are two pieces of jade in the world, which are sacred jade. The positive one is red soul, which is the treasure of Penglai. The negative one is ice soul, which is the sacred object of Bishan. They are carved with phoenix.
With the phoenix. The divine bird phoenix, the male is phoenix and the female is phoenix. This is how these two pieces of jade got their shapes..."
This is the sacred object of Bishan, the ice soul.
She suddenly raised her eyes and looked at Lian'er. She was still worried, especially Murong Qingshuang's expression just now, which really scared her.
"Inside are the bones of a severed hand. The skin has been dried. Can you look at it?"
