Ruyi's spiritual wisdom is too weak, and once it enters dormancy, it cannot sleep. During this period, it recalls countless dreams, both real and illusory.
Sometimes she felt that her body was extremely hot, as if countless forces were pouring into her body from the soles of her feet. The hot feeling was once too much for her to bear.
When she woke up again, she couldn't see that annoying guy Sumiao. He was gone...
She moved her body and found that she could temporarily leave the paper figure cut out of pear paper. Even though her body was still transparent, she obviously felt a little stronger.
Could it be...
Could it be that while she was sleeping, the painted-skin ghost Suyi injected power into her spiritual wisdom?
But what is his purpose for doing this... Su Yi is not a fool, on the contrary, he is very shrewd. He will definitely not do a loss-making business. What benefits does he want to get from himself...
She broke away from the piece of paper and floated in the air, looking around. The surroundings were no longer Su Yi's house covered in white fox fur that was burning with netherworld fire.
Her location is an independent small courtyard, located on the northwest side of Wuluo Mountain. It sits in the north and is in the shade. There is no sunlight from morning to night.
There are three or two houses in the courtyard, with simple layout, blue bricks and tiles, and white gray walls. Countless vines pour down along the eaves, like a green condensed waterfall.
There is a small pond in the courtyard, with a pond of lotus and a few fish lying on it. Occasionally, a dragonfly touches the water, revealing the top of the hanging lotus. The scenery does not have the beauty of majestic waves, but it is full of agility.
The layout of this small courtyard is exactly what Ruyi wants. It is quiet and elegant, like orchids in an empty valley, fragrant but not greasy, beautiful but not evil, giving people a sense of comfort and pleasure.
At first, Ruyi thought that all this was a trap by the painted-skinned ghost Suyi. She wanted to wait for him to show up and ask him a question, but she never saw him again.
Gradually, Ruyi got used to the life in the small courtyard. She absorbed the yin energy from the surrounding graves every day, adjusted herself and accumulated strength, and gradually recovered.
Over time, she actually gave birth to another soul center. This allowed her to move more freely. However, her movement back and forth was only limited to the small courtyard. If she was further away from the paper man, she would become weak.
Time lingers here. She sits quietly by the pond every day, feeding fish and lotus flowers, watching the butterflies and birds flying. She also forgets the time and doesn't know what the time is like outside.
When she couldn't sleep at night, she would sit on the roof and watch the green phosphorus fire surging in the barren graves in the back hill with the moonlight. Those phosphorus fires were crazy and enthusiastic, and it was like a carnival every night.
Such peaceful days passed for five years.
In the past five years, Ruyi has not seen a single person, not even a wild ghost. The only people accompanying her are flowers, birds, fish and insects, only the bright moon and stars, only spring peaches and winter snow... She even felt that she was the only one left in the world.
, she is lonely, but she also enjoys this loneliness.
As for the breakup of her relationship with Qin Xiao five years ago, she never dared to think about it. It was a dusty past in her heart. It was not that she was trying to forget Qin Xiao, she just didn't want to hurt herself... Every time she thought about Qin Xiao
It made her miserable.
What she thought of didn't have to be the moment when he fell in love with her and fell off a cliff, it didn't have to be the time when he took out her bones to save her, and it didn't have to be the moment when she fed him the water of forgetfulness... She just recalled that he was there
The immature appearance of the munitions department, and just the memory of the ugly rough rag doll he gave her were enough to make her heart hurt so much that she couldn't breathe.
Five years have passed, and the pain that cuts through my bones and skin has only worsened.
She has never been able to get through this emotional crisis.