He said that when the stars are alive, he finds their bodies, and when they are dead, he brings back their souls.
There are countless dead bones here. They want to see people when they are alive, and they want to see corpses when they die.
Shui'er shook her head helplessly. She really looked like a little adult.
Di Yunshang took Lan Shengxue and landed on top of the withered bones, and he held her hand tightly.
Lan Shengxue said: "Let's look for it together!"
"good."
Di Yunshang flicked his sleeves and robe slightly, levitating the suspicious corpses one by one for inspection.
It is very simple to confirm whether the bones of Xingchen are Xingchen's. The bones of the elves were removed from Xingchen. His bones are different from those of others. One of the most important bones is missing from his body.
And that bone is currently in the hands of the clan leader.
But it is indeed not easy to find him among countless corpses in such a huge tomb.
The sacrifice was made half a year ago, and Xingchen belonged to the latest batch of sacrificers. Even if his body rotted, there would still be residual clothes on his body. They only needed to look for it in the top layer of bones.
Shui'er looked at this scene and sighed silently. Since ancient times, she had seen many dead people, and there were many friends who had deep feelings for her. But people like them would go to a place full of resentment to find a body that they didn't know where to put. This was the first time she saw corpses.
If you're dead, you're dead, so what if your bones are found?
Shui'er was about to leave when he saw a corpse floating in front of Di Yunshang's eyes. The corpse was not important, what was important was the torn pieces of clothes hanging on the corpse.
Her eyes suddenly narrowed!
"This is... Xingchen's clothes?" Lan Shengxue glanced sideways and saw that the material Xingchen wore came from the elves. It was roughly the same as the outside world, but there was a kind of silk that was unique to the elves.
On that day, when the stars fell into the abyss of sin, they didn't know what he was wearing. The only thing that could be identified was the silk from the elves.
"So this withered bone is... from the stars?" Lan Shengxue raised her head slightly and looked at Di Yunshang. She was not sure, and she didn't want to be sure. It seemed that she would believe it as long as Di Yunshang said it was not the case.
Di Yunshang glanced into those confused eyes, and he silently put his arms around her waist, "A piece of clothing alone is not enough to explain anything."
"Since it cannot be said that Xingchen is dead, what can prove that Xingchen is still alive?"
For the first time, Di Yunshang felt that a problem had arisen. Everything they saw in front of them clearly told them that Xingchen was dead, and he died half a year ago.
What else are they looking for?
It's too late, it's too late, what's gone is irretrievable.
Di Yunshang hugged her into his arms and held her tightly, giving her enough peace of mind and security. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the subtle expression on the little priest's face. His eyes flashed, and he held Lan Lan in one hand. Holy Snow, holding the piece of clothing in one hand, fell in front of the little priest.
"Have you ever seen the owner of this dress?"
After hearing this, the little priest slowly came back to his senses.
The only person who has seen the stars so far is the little priest!
Since she is in charge of the sacrifice, no matter whether the stars are alive or dead, she is the one who has experienced that death.
Di Yunshang found that since he took the clothes, the little priest seemed to have changed. She was so calm at first, but now...
He didn't believe it if the little priest was fine.
"What's the name of the friend you're talking about?"
"Xingchen." Lan Shengxue asked, "Among all the sacrificers, is there this person's name?"