After I was resurrected from the dead, I turned from an old man to a peerless beauty

The golden-red sun ignites the black sky in the east, a ray of golden light spreads slowly, and the crowing of roosters and the voice of people are faintly heard in the distance.

No matter how long and bloody the night was, it finally came to an end.

Its daybreak.

And the man in Lin Mao's arms finally gathered a trace of shallow heat in his chest.

The ominous corpse aura on Chang Xiaoqing's face gradually dissipated bit by bit. From the beginning to the end, Lin Mao looked at him without blinking, but he didn't dare to reach out to touch him - the resurrection from the dead happened to him. On him, he only said it was normal, but when it came to Chang Xiaoqing, he was lucky.

Lin Mao didn't dare to check Chang Xiaoqing's breathing ups and downs with his own hands, because he was really afraid that this was just a fantasy dream of him under extreme sadness.

Fortunately, by the time the sky was bright, Chang Xiaoqing had completely recovered from his corpse-like state. If anything, he seemed to be better than when he hadn't fought Jia Ruo before.

Lin Mao's blood is really extraordinary. Ever since Chang Xiaoqing drank his blood, his thin cheeks, which were originally as thin as a skeleton, became plump like a rich man's young master, and there was a blush full of blood on his cheeks .Looking at Chang Xiaoqing at this time, he really looks like a handsome, heroic noble son.

"Xiaoqing..."

At this time, Lin Mao dared to call him softly.

Seemingly hearing Lin Mao's voice, Chang Xiaoqing's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes, revealing a pair of dark and deep eyes looking at Lin Mao.

However, probably because he had already died once before, Chang Xiaoqing seemed to be still in a dream after his resurrection, even if he looked at Lin Mao, his eyes were somewhat foggy.

"You finally woke up!"

Lin Mao couldn't control the joy in his heart.When he found out that Chang Xiaoqing was dead before, he couldn't shed a tear under the grief, but now he felt his eyes hot and almost shed tears.

"..."

Chang Xiaoqing stared at Lin Mao in a daze, but did not speak.

Lin Mao embraced him excitedly, but found that the other person's body was as stiff as a puppet, and he didn't even move.

"Xiaoqing..."

Lin Mao inexplicably felt something was wrong that chilled his heart. He looked at Chang Xiaoqing's face and called out the latter's name again.

Chang Xiaoqing remained silent, sitting upright in the same place, her pupils were as black as lacquer, but her eyes were unusually loose, as if she had just woken up from a big dream and was not fully awake.

"What do you feel uncomfortable about?"

Lin Mao forcibly collected his mind, pretended to be calm and continued to speak.

Chang Xiaoqing remained unchanged, so Lin Mao stretched out his finger and shook it in front of Chang Xiaoqing's eyes.

Lin Mao's fingertips were almost touching Chang Xiaoqing's eyelashes, but Chang Xiaoqing's eyes never trembled.

In an instant, Lin Mao felt that his heart seemed to have turned into a weighty stone, pressing straight down towards the bottom of his chest.

Although Chang Xiaoqing finally came back to life, but...he has no soul.

Seven days later—

Yunzhou Liucheng

The small village located not far from the city was covered by a light layer of snow.

It is not far from Liucheng, and the transportation is convenient. Occasionally, the north and south merchants who are trapped outside the city in time will often settle down in the small village and spend the night in a mess.Therefore, in addition to daily farming, the villagers here often rent out the rooms in their yards to collect a few sporadic settlements.

Old man Bai, a widowed and lonely old man at the head of the village, relies on this to make a living, but in the past two days, he has been somewhat troubled.

He took two people who shouldn't have been taken in his yard.

The visitors claimed to be a pair of brothers.The person who dealt with him claimed to be surnamed Lin, and he was a scholar who was going to the capital to seek refuge with relatives. Because of the unaccustomed climate, he developed a rash on his face, so he had to wear a cloth towel around his face to cover his head during the day.

Although this Mr. Lin never showed his face, his eyes were very good. Even the boy who was next to Guanyin Bodhisattva in the painting that year was not as good-looking as this Mr. Lin's eyes.The old man Bai felt that he was also deluded by ghosts, and after being glanced at by Mr. Lin, he agreed to him in a daze, and brought his brother into the yard, and rented a room for them for ten days.

At this time, the old man Bai never murmured in his heart, Mr. Lin's words and demeanor are very generous and comfortable, he can be seen as someone from a wealthy family, and it is because of this that he dared to agree to two people of his age. Young and middle-aged people live in his house.

But he didn't expect that the person Mr. Lin would take with him to take care of him no matter what, would be an out-and-out fool.

Even though the son who claimed to be surnamed Lin insisted that his idiot brother was just suffering from a mental disorder and could not speak, the old man was still so worried that he couldn't sleep all night.

He had sneaked a look at the man through the window once.

Such a tall and strong man, even though he was good-looking, his eyes were straight, and he wouldn't blink for a long time after opening his eyes, and his body was full of muscles.The old man Bai is not that ignorant person, he knows that if a person really suffers from a loss of soul disease and freezes on the bed, no matter how good his body is before, no matter how strong his martial arts are, the flesh on his body will shrivel up at the sight of it.

But Mr. Lin's brother is not like this, with such a lump of hard flesh hanging on his body, he probably goes crazy a lot on weekdays.This is what old man Bai is most afraid of. Mr. Lin's idiot brother can tell by just looking at him that he is a strong man as strong as a bull.

The old man Bai was thinking about driving the two away, but he had been thinking about it for two days, and the words were on the tip of his tongue over and over again, but he didn't know why, when he saw Mr. Lin's eyes like autumn water exposed outside the cloth scarf Hitomi, he couldn't say the words about driving people away.In the end, the white old man could only keep a bitter face in his house at the gate of his courtyard, watching the doctor Mr. Lin invited from the city to treat the fool come and go like a stream of water.

"...Please forgive me, my son, this little brother's illness, the old man really can't cure it."

On this day, old man Bai saw a little old man with gray hair walk out of the house rented by the two brothers, and what he said in his mouth was so loud that even old man Bai's ears were almost numb.

Sure enough, there was still no help.

The white old man thought in his heart, and looked at the old man carefully through the window, but he couldn't help being startled.

The old man was the most famous old doctor in Liucheng, and there were countless plaques reading "Heal the disease, save the patient, rejuvenate with a good hand" hanging in the medical hall.The old man Bai didn't expect that Mr. Lin could invite someone like the old doctor to see a doctor, but he didn't expect that even an expert in Xinglin like the old doctor could not cure the fool's soul-loss disease.

"Young Master Lin is suffering too."

The old man Bai looked at Mr. Lin who came out behind the doctor, he looked thin and bony, he seemed to have lost a lot of flesh compared to when he came to stay, he couldn't help sighing in a low voice.

When Mr. Lin returned to the room, the old man also withdrew his head from the window. At this moment, he heard a slight rustling sound along the bushes outside the courtyard, as if something was running along it. He rushed past the wall quickly.

The old man's face turned pale, and a bunch of goosebumps appeared on his back, but he dared not open the door to go outside the yard to see what happened.

Speaking of which, this incident was also one of the reasons why old man Bai wanted Mr. Lin and his two brothers to leave his house.

The yard of the white old man is close to the head of the village. Because he has a weird temper and no children, he is far away from the neighbors. In addition, he is old and lacks energy, so the weeds and shrubs near the yard grow extremely lush, and he doesn't care about planting them. Clean up.

The vegetation on his side is lush, and it is inevitable that foxes, stingrays and other wild animals will come to his place through the vegetation. The old man has been used to it over the years, and he doesn't care at all.

On the first night that Mr. Lin and the fool lived in the old man's yard, the old man heard the grass and trees outside the yard rustling, as if some animal was guarding there.At that time, when he looked at Mr. Lin, he felt that there was nothing wrong with him, and he felt some kindness and love for no reason.He was afraid that the wild things would disturb Mr. Lin's sleep, so he wrapped himself in thick clothes and led the dog in the middle of the night, and walked straight to the outside of the courtyard, trying to drive those wild things away.

But he didn't expect that as soon as he left the hospital, his big black dog, which dominated the countryside, would whimper with its tail between its legs, and refused to move a half step.The white old man still said that the black dog was hiding, and he yelled at him in a low voice and forced the dog out of the door, but he heard a soft noise in the wind, and the dog was so frightened that it feces and urinated, and could no longer move.

As for the old man Bai himself, the hairs on his back suddenly stood up for no reason, and his two legs trembled, shaking uncontrollably.

It felt as if there was something looking at him among the dead branches and leaves not far from him.

"Who...who is there..."

The white old man trembled and raised the oil lamp a little higher, trying to see things in the grass clearly.

But the only thing he saw was a big tangle of dusty weeds tangled between the bushes.

Only then did the old man heave a sigh of relief, and he didn't dare to stay outside anymore, so he hurried back to his room.

But when he went to inspect the courtyard again during the day the next day, he suddenly came back to his senses—not long ago, the large dead branches and fallen leaves outside his courtyard were collected by the villagers, lit and burned into plant ash, intended to be used in The second year's field is used for planting vegetables.

Now there are only tree roots and rocks left on the small half-acre of land. Where can there be the grass and shrubs he saw last night?

The white old man was covered in white sweat from fright, and instinctively felt that this was wrong.

In the next few nights, he didn’t dare to go outside the courtyard again, but even so, he saw it several times, the top of his courtyard wall slipped by clusters of strange-shaped vines and branches——there were still leaves growing , but those plants moved like the most dexterous reptiles or long snakes.