To Raise a Soul

When a person is in extreme fear, the body will explode with infinite potential.

For example, at this time, Yu Zhen, who is usually not very strong, dragged Lao Huang, who had gathered a lot of strength from doing farm work, and refused to let Lao Huang drag him away.

Old Huang was amused by his kid-like evasion performance, so he stopped pulling him, turned back and broke his hand holding the pillar, and coaxed: "You are really a kid, and the one sitting outside is not a scourge, let alone it is not Do you still have me with you, come on, let go, and be obedient."

Yu Zhen continued to shake her head, wishing she could wrap her legs around the pillar, the coldness in her body flooded fiercely, her brain's thinking began to become dull again, her lips turned purple, and it seemed that even breathing became laborious.

"Why are your hands so cold, are you sick?"

Lao Huang obviously felt that the temperature of the palms under his hand was gradually cooling down, and seeing that Yu Zhen's complexion was really bad, he was not just scared, so he hurriedly raised his hand to touch his forehead.

"Oh! Why is your forehead so cold!"

Yu Zhen could no longer hear the sound of the outside world, nor could he feel the touch of others. He just felt cold, very cold. Every cell in his body was telling him about it, hoping that he could save himself.

puff.

The mahogany sword in his hand fell to the ground, and his consciousness seemed to be drifting away. He heard a strange ringing in his ear, and felt an invisible black shadow approaching, trying to hook his soul away.

"spread."

In the chaotic and hazy world, a familiar cool voice suddenly rang in his ears, and then there was a bang, the ringtone disappeared, his consciousness returned, and the outside voice reappeared, and a pair of long legs wrapped in black trousers appeared in front of him.

"Mr. Yin, there is something wrong with Yu Zhen, he seems to be sick."

"He's just too cold."

Warm breath came from in front of him, and Yu Zhen's hand holding the pillar gradually loosened, and he stretched out his hand forward. The superfluous emotion of fear was no longer in his dull thinking, only the instinctive desire to survive was left.

To live, to want to live.

Even if I am alone, I still want to live.

Yin Yan stretched out his arms to catch his leaning body, gently pulled him into his arms, slowly followed his back, and waited for his frozen body to soften before stopping, and looked sideways at him with wide-eyed eyes. Old Huang who came over said politely, "Please go and bring me some hot water, thank you."

Lao Huang's eyes turned to his calm expression and Yu Zhen who was obediently nestled in his arms, and he responded a little unresponsively, turned and walked towards the kitchen, and couldn't help but stop and turn back halfway. .

"Take it well."

Yin Yan held the porridge bowl in one hand, and stretched out the other towards Yu Zhen who was already standing on his own.

Yu Zhen, who had his back to Lao Huang, stretched out his hand obediently, and put his still cold palm into Yin Yan's.

The two entered the room hand in hand and disappeared behind the door.

Lao Huang stared at the closed door, unable to believe it.

Is this situation a bit wrong, why does it seem to be different from what he thought?

Finally able to get along alone, Yin Yan asked Yu Zhen to sit on the edge of the bed, and gently brushed his hand in front of him.

Yu Zhen, whose eyes were blank and confused, suddenly woke up from the chaos, opened his eyes and saw Yin Yan standing in front of him, his heart shrank, and he wanted to run when he got up.

"You're dying."

Yin Yan spoke directly, throwing the bomb with a calm face.

Yu Zhen froze when he got up, stared at him defensively, tightened his fingers and found that the mahogany sword was gone, kept quiet for a few seconds, then, as if resigned to his fate, he softened his body and sat back on the edge of the bed, and said in a hoarse voice : "Can you kill me later, I want to burn some paper for Grandpa."

Burn some for yourself by the way.

Yin Yan looked at the top of his head with disheveled hair, a little helplessness in his eyes, sighed silently, consciously took a step back and stood a little far away from him, then picked up the porridge bowl on the bedside table, turned it slightly while explaining Said: "It is not me who wants to kill you, but yourself."

Yu Zhen was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help looking up at him.

"Your soul is incomplete. I was in your body in the past. You can still be safe and worry-free. You can escape the detection of the evil and grow up safely. Now that the requiem pearl is broken, I can no longer stay in your body. If you can’t live in peace, it’s all up to you.”

As he turned, heat rose again from the peach blossom porridge, and the fragrance of the porridge wafted faintly.

"People should have three souls and six souls, but you only have one soul and two souls. It is not easy to live until now. What if..."

Yin Yan stopped suddenly in the middle of speaking, stretched out his hand to pass the porridge bowl over, and said, "Eat it, this is a gift from the mountain god, it can help you temporarily stabilize your soul and avoid the trouble of loss of soul."

The amount of information given by these words was too much, and Yu Zhen couldn't digest it. He smelled the tempting fragrance of peach blossom porridge at the tip of his nose, and instinctively reached out to take it. What is the incomplete soul? What is in the body? What is the loss of soul? I, you..."

There are too many things to ask, he is not a good talker, and his brain is not very bright, and he got stuck in a hurry and shock.

Yin Yan suddenly reached out and pressed his head, and said in a low voice, "Drink the porridge first, Director Huang is here."

As soon as the words fell, the door of the room was pushed open by Lao Huang who was carrying a water bottle. As he walked in, he looked at the situation of the two of them thoughtfully, and said, "The hot water is here, how is Yu Zhen?" , still uncomfortable?"

Yu Zhenchang was so old and hadn't been pressed so intimately by someone. He didn't notice what Lao Huang said in a daze. He obviously still had a lot of things he didn't understand, but he no longer felt scared strangely. An idea, and a firm belief in it.

——People who can touch his head like this will not harm him, absolutely not.

This idea came very suddenly, but it took root and sprouted in his brain as soon as it appeared, as if he had thought about it in his previous life, and had engraved this idea in his soul, waiting to be inspired when he met someone in this life.

It's very warm, the other's hand.

He immersed himself in taking a sip of the peach blossom porridge at just the right temperature, and felt the sweetness and warmth spread from the tip of his tongue to his whole body, making people sigh comfortably.

...like Grandpa's hand.

"He didn't eat breakfast after getting up in the morning, and he had some hypoglycemia. Now he is fine after drinking porridge."

Yin Yan answered Lao Huang's question in place of the stupid Yu Zhen, stepped forward to take the water bottle, and found the teacup Yu Zhen put on the cabinet very familiarly, poured a cup of hot water and put it in Yu Zhen's hand, and then watched Xiang Lao Huang said: "I'm sorry to trouble you, please stay here for a meal at noon."

What's up with this upside-down plot?

Lao Huang became more and more confused. He turned his head to look at Yu Zhen, whose expression was still not good. Thinking of the steamed buns, noodles, rice porridge and pickles that he saw in the kitchen just now, he felt sore, couldn't help sighing, shook his head and said, "No... ...Yu Zhen, although your grandpa has gone, you still have to live on, don't be too hard on yourself, you... well, I'm leaving first, and I have other subsidies waiting for me to pay."

After all, he is not a very close and familiar junior, and he can't talk too much. Before the meeting, the two of them had cleared up their misunderstandings and were able to communicate normally, so they simply greeted each other and prepared to say goodbye.

Yu Zhen, who finished his porridge, was finally able to think normally. Hearing this, he hurriedly stood up, and wanted to keep him very embarrassed, but when he remembered the empty vegetable basket in his kitchen, his words choked up, and he touched his body anxiously, and then He forcefully stuffed two packs of unfinished cigarettes after the last funeral to Lao Huang.

Yin Le, who was sitting in the front room scratching his head, was just about to get up and go to the backyard to eavesdrop, when he saw his elder brother and Yu Zhen, who seemed to regard the elder brother as a ghost, came out together, and they politely sent Lao Huang away.

"???"

what's the situation?

Standing by the courtyard door with only half a door left, watching Lao Huang's figure disappear at the end of the dirt road, Yu Zhen turned his head to look at Yin Yan, and said hesitantly, "You..."

"Resurrecting the soul with the dead body, living with the same death, your feeling that day is not wrong, the person you want to save has indeed passed away, and what is in this body now is just a remnant of the soul that once accompanied you in your body."

Yin Yan looked at him with calm and tolerant eyes, and sighed slightly in his voice: "Yu Zhen...I've wanted to talk to you like this for a long time." It's been so long that the concept of time has been blurred, and I almost forgot who I am.

The firewood in the stove made a soft beep, and a little spark floated out, landing on the hand of Yu Zhen who was sitting behind the stove in a daze.

"hiss--"

Yu Zhen regained consciousness after being burned, subconsciously slapped Hsing away and rubbed the back of his hand, looked at the slightly bloody fingers, moaned and covered his head.

No longer troubled by coldness, no longer dull-witted, and with both reason and IQ on the line, he finally digested a lot of information that Yin Yan stuffed.

Requiem beads, reincarnated souls, soul-loss disease... No, none of this is true.

He just burned a bead out of his brain, why has his life of materialism for more than 20 years suddenly changed drastically.

The conversation at the door ended without a problem because of Yin Le's approach. He didn't know how to face a "Yin Yan" who claimed to be "returning the soul from a dead body", let alone how to face the family members of the deceased who had been "resurrected from a dead body". Inexplicably, he made up his own mind to replace the current "Yin Yan" and felt guilty. In a panic, he subconsciously found an excuse to hide in the kitchen, avoiding the center of trouble.

But hiding like this is not an option, not to mention it won't last long, the hot potato is still sitting outside.

What to do, what to do.

He moved his fingers to press his face, recalled his muddle-headed life during this period, and knew that what Yin Yan said was probably true, but...

[Xiaozhen, don't blame grandpa for being long-winded. This book is for you. You should practice hard, otherwise the powerful remnant soul in your body will come out to eat you sooner or later. By then, you will not only end this life, but also the next life. 】

[Your marriage line is affected by the remnant soul in your body, grandpa can't figure it out, alas, it is probably broken, what a crime, my Xiaozhen looks like he will be a bachelor in this life. 】

[The reincarnation of life and death is destiny, Xiao Zhen, you were born against the sky, with all ties cut off, you are doomed to be lonely, but the remnant soul in your body has left you with a glimmer of hope, live, live well. 】

[It's over, Xiaozhen, I'm afraid you will be reincarnated as a pig in your next life. Grandpa doesn't want to have a grandson of a fat pig. Come on, what about that book, find it out and practice hard, please Da Neng, and let Da Neng give it to you Change the fate of the next life. 】

All the words that I once thought were jokes flashed through my mind, and the teasing appearance of my grandfather seemed to be still in front of my eyes. Yu Zhen's heart jumped suddenly, as if he had caught some life-saving straw, he got up and rushed towards the room quickly.