from the crane

"It seems that he will go west without doing anything, Amitabha, what a retribution." Yang Pan smiled and looked at Bai Shaoyuan's back, with a hint of gloating, but Jiang Yin couldn't calm down, and looked at Yang Pan with frowning.

"How many princesses does Qiang Qi have?"

"You're asking me, I'm not a know-it-all." Yang Pan pouted, and said again, "Qiang Qi only has one little princess named Marta."

Like a bolt from the blue, Jiang Yin stood up abruptly, took Yang Pan's hand and asked eagerly, "Where is she buried? Where is she buried!"

"What on earth do you want to ask? She is a princess, and she was buried in Shandong according to the old rituals of Qiang relatives."

Unable to wait any longer, Jiang Yin strode off the reins and rode his horse eastward. Yang Pan looked at Luo Shuang strangely, and the other party also had the same doubts in his eyes.

The wind in his ears was fierce, Jiang Yin could only move backwards in front of him, his throat was filled with a sour feeling, and he entered an open space, Jiang Yin panicked for a moment, the reins suddenly snapped, and he fell off the horse all at once go.

His arm was in pain, and Jiang Yin's face was covered with mud. He scrambled up and down, and checked the tombstones in front of the bulging hills.

Afraid to find it, but also afraid not to find it.

Jiang Yin finally lost his strength in front of a tombstone, Princess Qiang Qi's name was engraved on it, and that familiar name was beside her.

Jiang Yin hugged the tombstone and looked ahead. The grass on the hill had withered, leaving only withered grass stalks, and the filled soil had subsided. It must have been more than one spring and autumn.

Her throat was hoarse and she wanted to say something, but she couldn't make a sound. The corners of Jiang Yin's eyes were red, and she couldn't hold back her tears.

But where can it stop?

Let him sleep forever in this foreign wasteland, Jiang Yin felt his heart hurt, he should have come earlier!

A few years earlier, he might still be alive.

Or they pulled him back when the Qiang Qi attacked the city.

His cheeks were sore from the cold wind, Jiang Yin's tears and snot could not be stopped, and his face was covered with mud. He had lost his dignity at this moment, and it was difficult to maintain his usual relaxation and comfort.

When he returned to the inn, he fell ill. Jiang Yin seemed to see his elder brother in a daze, but just as he reached out to touch him, he turned and disappeared in front of him. He woke up suddenly. Jiang Yin looked at the worried eyes of the people beside him, and burst into tears. It slipped off.

"Have a nightmare?"

Luo Shuang wanted to wipe away his tears for him, but Jiang Yin shook his head, and he said in a low voice that it was all right, but Luo Shuang hesitated to speak, and finally left here.

Jiang Yin curled up, his forehead dripping with cold sweat, and felt a little uneasy hugging the bedding, but he didn't want to let others worry about it.

After a sleepless night, Jiang Yin woke up with black eyes in the morning. Yang Pan clicked his tongue a little while watching him, and pushed the candy cake in front of him to him, "Eat something sweet, brother Yong Lin."

"I'm not bitter, I'm just in pain." Jiang Yin rubbed the center of his brows, and suddenly heard the commotion outside, he secretly thought it was bad, and suddenly remembered what Bai Shao said yesterday.

"Qiang Qi invaded Chi Yan?!"

Yang Pan blew on the hot porridge in front of him, and said casually, "The little emperor has a dark horse in his hands, and they can't eat this piece of meat for the time being."

"These damned barbarians!" Jiang Yin gritted his teeth, and suddenly saw Bai Shao walk into the inn.

Yang Pan was also stunned when he saw him, and the atmosphere was deadlocked until Yang Pan drew his knife out of its sheath.

"It's time to pay off the debt, bastard!"

Bai Jian stabbed forward without giving him a breather, Bai Shao retreated, the silver bell rang, and the sound of wings flickering made Jiang Yin vigilant, took a step back, but was pulled aside by Luo Shuang.

"Don't get close to him, Blue Spirit Butterfly is very unstable now!"

Jiang Yin was taken aback, but saw that Yang Pan and Bai Shao had already left the store, he was worried and ran out, but a woman blocked his way.

"Young Master Jiang." Bai Zhao looked at him with a smile, the smile on his lips was extraordinarily sweet, "You must be a smart person."

"Princess Wenxuan?" Jiang Yin looked at him in surprise, and then looked outside, where were the two figures.

Luo Shuang stood beside him and looked at Bai Zhao, but Bai Zhao frowned and said dissatisfiedly, "What's going on with you, brother said you would help me, do you want to go back on your word?"

"I'm helping Bai Shao, not you." Luo Shuang turned her head to Jiang Yin and said, "Hurry up and go back to Changhuan!"

"But what about Yang Pan, she will die if she fights alone." Jiang Yin unsheathed his sword and said anxiously, "I'll go find her!"

"If there are blue spirit butterflies approaching, hold your breath." Seeing that she couldn't stop him, Luo Shuang finally gave in. Seeing that he was going to leave, Bai Zhao tried to stop him, but Luo Shuang put the dagger against her neck.

"You can't scare me. The last little monster who held a knife against my neck is already dead, mother."

The smile on Bai Zhao's face remained unchanged, Luo Shuang looked at her with a frown, and said in a deep voice, "Don't threaten me."

Seeing Luo Shuang's eyes, Bai Zhao was a little puzzled, "How did you survive, the Xuanhe River is flowing fast, and you fell into the dead body, there is no reason for you to come out alive, unless you have already..."

Before he finished speaking, he curled his lips and said impatiently, "You will not rest even after you die, you are simply disgusting."

"What does it have to do with you?"

There were red streaks on Luo Shuang's neck, spreading upwards like living branches and leaves. Seeing this, Bai Zhao restrained her temper and compromised, "I won't mess around, and you don't want to pester me either."

Jiang Yin followed the trail all the way to the corner of the alley, and there were more and more blue spirit butterflies. They surrounded Bai Shao and refused to disperse. He became more and more restless, and suddenly dispersed violently.

Bai Shao couldn't help coughing, and he couldn't hold the sword steadily in his hand. Yang Pan stepped forward to stab him, but saw the Lan Lingdie who had just dispersed rushed back.

Seeing this, Jiang Yin hurriedly pulled her behind, Die Qun rushed to Bai Shao, he swung his sword to chop, but couldn't lift the sword again.

"The blue spirit butterfly has killed the master!" Yang Pan looked at the group of restless butterflies, accompanied by a burst of hysterical laughter, the sound of the silver bell became more and more urgent.

The sound of the wind continued, and suddenly stopped. The butterfly group suddenly scattered, and the dead butterflies fell to the ground, and turned into ashes when they were exposed to the sun.

Jiang Yin looked over there, but only saw bones. The scene was too terrifying, but Yang Pan suddenly laughed, pushed Jiang Yin away and took the silver bell tightly held by the bones.

"Feng Shui turns around, the sentence of Huangquan Road is really for him." The silver bell rang in Yang Pan's hand, and Jiang Yin looked at the dust on the ground and frowned, "This is the end, Bai Shao is dead?"

"Deadly." Yang Pan snorted coldly, and put the silver bell in his bag, "The blue spirit butterfly is going to seek refuge with the next host, a new hapless one is about to come out."

"It's so weird. If I hadn't seen such ghostly deeds with my own eyes, I would never believe it." Jiang Yin felt his stomach churn when he saw the bones. Yang Pan strode forward, and he quickly followed.

"That's how rare you see it. I've seen this kind of ghost a lot. The blue spirit butterfly is not the most curious thing, but the Raksha bird is."

"Raksha bird?"

Jiang Yin was taken aback, and Yang Pan saw that he was surprised, so he explained, "This thing crawled out of the ground, and it loves to eat people's eyeballs. If a person dies without seeing the light, he will generate resentment and turn into a rakshasa bird. One of my mother's sisters was blinded by this raksha bird."

"You are making up a story, I don't believe it." Jiang Yin frowned and looked at Yang Pan. Yang Pan couldn't help frowning when he saw this, "What? Mr. Lin told you about the Ruihe Immortal and the Fairy Goddess Bodhisattva You just believe the story, but you don’t believe me?”

"I never believed in this stuff, it doesn't matter whoever says it." Jiang Yin saw Luo Shuang from a distance, and hurriedly stepped forward to ask him where Princess Wenxuan was going.

Luo Shuang shook her head and said that she had left, Jiang Yin was distressed for a while, looked at the mountains in the distance, and said to Yang Pan, "Come back to Changhuan with me."

"The river is far away, and I still have to travel a long way." Yang Pan smiled at Jiang Yin, and bowed to her, "The revenge is over, and it's time for me to find my sweetheart."

"Isn't Mr. An?" Jiang Yin blurted out without thinking.

"He has his own heart." Yang Pan turned around to say goodbye to Jiang Yin, and before leaving, he turned his head and called Jiang Yin.

Jiang Yin asked her if there was anything else, Yang Pan blinked and smiled helplessly, "Tell Liu Yi'an to visit my sister in Jinzhou in a few days."

Jiang Yin asked, "You don't hate him anymore?"

Yang Pan replied, "Liu Jin died of illness, the grievances have long since passed."

What a grievance, Jiang Yin looked at her receding figure, and then at Luo Shuang who was next to her. Luo Shuang looked down at him, and Jiang Yin quickly withdrew her gaze.

The past is over, and the old accounts left by the adults are finally settled.