Undying Curse Part 2

Bai Jing previously rented an independent office apartment in the Gulou District. Currently, Su Yang lives here temporarily. The table is covered with investigation materials about Dongli Mountain and several thick archaeological books. Been researching the true history of this ancient tomb.

Draw the wall pattern on the white paper with the help of memory, and then compare it with the records in the archaeological books. It can be preliminarily determined that the construction of this ancient tomb can be traced back to at least the Shang and Zhou Dynasties, and this pattern can also be preliminarily considered to be two crossed trees. Tangled tree.

"What do the two big trees represent?" Su Yang tapped on the table with a pencil in his hand, sighed in disbelief, got up and left the study.

The TV light was still shining in the living room. Su Yang stared at the news content, picked up the remote control, turned on the sound, and looked at this familiar face, with the corners of his lips slightly hooked.

She and Bai Jing haven't seen each other for half a month. If it weren't for so many materials to accompany her, Su Yang really doesn't know how to pass the day.

Half a month, really long time.

In the past, I didn't feel what it was like to be attached to someone, but now I finally feel it.

Su Yang lowered her eyebrows, put down the remote control and turned to go upstairs, ready to take a shower.

……

A low-key commercial vehicle was parked outside the apartment. The driver came down and opened the door for Bai Jing. He bowed to Bai Jing in formal attire, "Miss San, do you need me to wait for you here?"

Bai Jing wore a windbreaker and stepped on high heels to get out of the car, "No, it will be New Year's Eve in two days. After tomorrow's shareholders' meeting is over, you can have a complete holiday and have a good year."

"Miss San, I'm worried that it will snow tonight. If you are late for such an important meeting tomorrow..."

"It makes sense." Bai Jing glanced at the driver, "Come and pick me up at seven tomorrow morning."

"Yes." The driver responded and drove away.

Bai Jing looked at this two-storey apartment with raised eyebrows, and took out the key to open the door. The room was very warm. After changing into her slippers and hanging up her coat, she couldn't help the corners of her mouth just listening to the news repeating on the TV. She knew that her sister Su must miss her.

So he quietly came to the bedroom on the second floor, just in time to bump into Su Yang who had just finished taking a shower.

Looking at each other, Su Yang was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Are you back?"

This was not the same as Bai Jing's expected reaction. Not only was there no excitement, but he was a little more indifferent than usual. He blinked his innocent eyes, "Can't I come back?"

"This is your place, so you can come back if you want, but isn't there an important meeting tomorrow?" Su Yang's tone was still very light, and he asked casually, "Have you had dinner yet?"

"After eating, I just... come to see you."

"The weather forecast says it will snow tonight, and there will be snow tomorrow. This place is far away from your company, so why make a special trip here?" Su Yang went back to the bedroom while talking, and took out the white mirror that needed to be changed. Passed the clothes to her, and said gently: "The water is still hot, go to bed early after washing."

Bai Jing took the change of clothes that Su Yang handed him, and stood there stiffly, she couldn't understand Su Yang like this.

Turning around mechanically and walking into the bathroom, while taking off his clothes, he was thinking about Su Yang's reaction.

Are you angry?

Although they haven't seen each other for half a month, Bai Jing will send messages and call her every day.

Or because of something else?

What could it be?

During the whole bathing process, Bai Jing's thoughts were all on Su Yang's emotions. She should be better than Su Yang when it comes to missing her. After all, facing those intriguing shopping malls, she would rather face the gentle and elegant sister Su.

The white mirror under the shower sighed softly, the more I thought about it, the more I felt wronged.

So the shower was finished quickly, Bai Jing dried his long hair, and when he walked out of the bathroom, he tilted his head and looked at the bedroom. Seeing the figure lying quietly on his side, his mood became even lower.

Doesn't she miss herself at all?

The dull Bai Jing puffed his mouth, walked to the bed casually, stared at Su Yang's slender back, lay flat on the side with a face full of grievances, and stared blankly at the ceiling.

Time passed by little by little, but Bai Jing didn't feel sleepy at all. He took out his phone and looked at Su Yang with his back turned. It was already past one o'clock in the morning.

If you continue to sulking like this, I'm afraid your mental state will be bad tomorrow, Bai Jing pursed her lips, and just decided to put down her phone and prepare for sleep when someone hugged her waist from behind.

Bai Jing admitted that he was worthless, and those so-called sullenness and haze disappeared without a trace the moment Su Yang hugged him.

"Su, is sister Su still asleep?"

"I can't sleep." Su Yang said and deepened the hug, "Xiao Jing, I know some words will make you laugh, but I still can't help but want to tell you, I miss you so much."

Bai Jing was taken aback for a moment, and immediately turned around and held Su Yang's cheeks, with an incredulous expression, "What did you say? You miss me?"

"Are you kidding me?"

"Why would you laugh at you?" Bai Jing's smile deepened, with a bit of blame, "Since you missed me, why did you treat me so lukewarm just now?"

Su Yang frowned, she didn't know what was wrong with her, she would not be so hypocritical in the past, "I just don't want you to worry, and I don't want to distract you..."

Su Yang's lips and teeth were blocked by the white mirror before he could finish the rest of the sentence. They haven't seen each other for half a month. There was a fire hidden in the two of them, which was ignited at this moment.

Feeling Su Yang's gentle response, Bai Jing parted with great reluctance, and tapped the tip of Su Yang's nose with his hand, "Tell me if you think about it later, don't let me guess, you don't know, just now you treated me lightly. The appearance, the process of taking a bath, I can write a novel with every possibility I can think of.”

Su Yang couldn't help laughing, "I didn't expect you to come back suddenly, and I didn't know how to adjust my mood for a while... I'm sorry Xiaojing."

"There's nothing I'm sorry about." Bai Jing leaned over, and the two of them pressed their foreheads together, muttering, "These days I've survived by thinking about Sister Su, so it's too early to finish work today. In my father's office, I saw the investment information about that ancient tomb, and I couldn't help but want to see you as soon as possible."

Su Yang caressed Bai Jing's cheek, raised his chin and kissed it, "After that, I can't bear it anymore."

The breaths of the two were intertwined, Bai Jing's eyes gradually showed hotness, her body couldn't help but get closer, and her breath became heavier and heavier. This kind of her gave Su Yang a different warning.

Bai Jing's hot lips brushed across Su Yang's cheek, and came to his ear, "Sister Su...I think..."

Su Yang felt a hand reaching into her skirt, holding her whole heart, and involuntarily frowned, retracting into Bai Jing's arms.

The woman in her arms was delicate and cute, and Bai Jing was both excited and pitiful, but she was not impatient. In her eyes, Su Yang was like a treasured red wine, which needed to be savored slowly.

But this process was not so pleasant for Su Yang. His emotions were pushed to the extreme and hanging there was not a good thing.

Finally, Su Yang raised her head in dissatisfaction, "Xiaojing..." After speaking, she bit her lower lip tightly, because the voice she made was so dry.

"I'm here, Sister Su." With Su Yang's collarbone in the corner of Bai Jing's mouth, she slid to Su Yang's ear all the way, "I didn't expect Sister Su to be so impatient..."

Su Yang tried his best to adjust his emotions, "Xiao Jing, you have to get up early tomorrow, let's... let's sleep."

Bai Jing snorted softly, "Don't even think about it!"

"..."

……

Under the bleak moonlight, Qianyan stepped barefoot in the cold sand and dressed in pajamas, and she came to Dongli Mountain unknowingly.

Qian Yan, who just woke up from a dream, looked at everything around him and exclaimed, "Why... am I here?"

The cold wind blew past, and Qian Yan's brain was a little more awake. He felt that his hands were sticky. He lowered his eyebrows to look, and was startled. What's the matter with the bright red hands?

- "Come on."

It's that voice again.

Qian Yan felt that his thoughts were about to be pulled away from him again, and he shook his head vigorously, trying to keep himself awake, but knelt on the spot powerlessly, with a severe headache, "Don't call me again, I don't recognize you."

——"Don't recognize me again? It seems that you really have to kill all the people you cherish before you know who you are."

"Kill who? Who did you kill?"

——"If you don't come again, I will kill the person you cherish most now."

"no, do not want."

Qianyan got up instinctively, and stumbled towards the ruins, but he kept thinking in his heart.

What did she do just now?

Why is there blood on my hands?

Whose blood is it?

Why don't I have any impression of myself?

——"What are you thinking? Come on, I'm waiting for you, I'll be there soon."

"you……"

A black shadow passed by, standing in front of Qianyan, holding her with one hand, and realized that she was controlled by someone, and she was already in a coma.

Fan Yin frowned and looked around, she could confirm this feeling, the black smoke turned into a wooden sword and held it in her hand, said coldly: "Ghost, what do you want to do?"

—— "It's Fan Yin! Are you dead?" The voice suddenly became thinner, "Impossible! Back then I saw you burn your body and kill your soul."

"Old man is not someone you can kill if you want. I didn't expect Ziqing to seal you here. Could it be that he specially sent you to be buried with me?" Fan Yin swung his sword by his side, "The soul-killing curse that day Qiu, it’s good to be here now.”

——"It turns out that the five-color jade can really restore your remnant soul, but it took me so many years to escape from that dark prison. Mu Ziqing is really ruthless."

"What exactly do you want to do?"

——"It's okay to tell you, she has Mu Ziqing's blood on her body, if I keep it for myself, and then go to unseal the hanging mirror to obtain the yin and yang god endowment, this world will be mine."

"It's just a dream!" Fan Yin frowned, "You didn't succeed back then, so you can't even think about it now."

——"Hahaha, are you talking about dreams? Hahahaha, for me, it's only a matter of time."

The voice quickly disappeared without a trace.

Fan Yin stood there for a long time, until he couldn't feel the breath of ghosts, then stared at the unconscious person in his arms with lowered eyebrows, and couldn't help but frowned, "I'm a poor man with Ziqing's blood, but now I'm going to be old What should I do?"

"Leave it to me." A cold voice came out from behind the tree.

"Are you?" Fan Yin looked carefully, "It's a zombie again."

"The wooden sword held by senior is the ancestral sword of my An family. It is named Kuyi." Anya took out the wooden sword she had just made from behind and saluted, "This is Kuiqi. Senior must be my mother and I." The benefactor I have been talking about is Senior Fan Yin."

"Gu Qi, are you the seventh generation of the An family?" Fan Yin stared at the wooden sword in her hand, raised his eyebrows and asked, "The An family is only the seventh generation?"

"I am the sixth generation, and this is a gift for my apprentice." After An Ya explained, she added: "As for the An family, it was destroyed by Mu Ziqing before the Yinyang Pavilion."

"Ziqing..." Fan Yin closed her eyes and sighed softly, "She really can't let go, can't let go..."

Anya stood where she was, without saying a word.

"Why did you come here?" Fan Yin came back to his senses and asked.

"I watched the sky at night, and found that the stars above this mountain were not in the right color, so I came over to have a look, but I smelled blood. When I came over, Senior was talking to that person, so I don't want to disturb you." Anya stepped forward to accept the shallow words, and said horizontally Holding her in her arms, she looked around and asked, "Senior, can you tell me who the ghost is?"

"Guixiu used to be the high priest of the Temple of Heaven. She was good at devouring people's hearts. She was also my old enemy. She has been spying on the yin and yang gods for a long time. She has been secretly observing Ziqing. She joined forces with the outside world to invade my Yinyang Pavilion. Ziqing almost fell into the trap , In desperation, I blocked the Soul Slaying Curse..." Fan Yin didn't continue what he said, he raised his eyes to look at Anya carefully, and didn't expect to see the descendants of An's family one day, "I don't know what happened later, As for the fate of the An family, although I can't comfort you with a few words, I would like to say one more thing, don't blame Ziqing, what happened back then was not as simple as you think."

"I understand." Anya answered succinctly. Seeing Fan Yin's brows with doubts, she explained: "A lot of things did happen after senior passed away. If you put these words at that time, I would definitely ignore them. The hatred is irreconcilable, but at this time I really did not blame her."

If there is no Yu Linglong, there would be no Tang and Song Dynasties today. How can these causes and effects be accounted for?

"That's good."

"It's just that the younger generation doesn't understand why ghosts attack Qianyan?"

"Ziqing's personality has always been extreme. Only her own blood can unseal the existence she sealed. Guixiu just wants to open the hanging mirror, obtain the yin and yang god endowment, and find a way to be reborn." Fan Yin looked back at the spreading things. Li Shanshan, "I can vaguely feel her existence these years, but it is very faint. It seems that I should settle my account with her."

The muffled coughing voice of Qianyan attracted the attention of two people.

"She has been possessed by a ghost, and her body may be too weak. Take her away." Fan Yin didn't stay for long, and disappeared in a puff of black smoke after finishing his words.

Anya stared at the figure in her arms, her eyes full of helplessness, "I don't know if I am right or wrong, but if I don't care about you, the next person you want to kill is Xuan Luo."

……

Director Liu of the S City Welfare Institute died at home for no reason at night.

Cause of death unknown.

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cheek rest.