Death Spell

Chapter 143

Some people say that all things return to heaven and earth, to nothingness, to death, to reincarnation, and to night.Perhaps darkness is too easy to corrupt people's hearts, so people choose a state of emptiness to resist darkness.

Then, waiting for the dawn...

The morning light shuttled away, opened the black veil, awakened those sleeping in the dark, and started a new day of life.

And this night, many people suffered from insomnia because of emotions, many people forgot to sleep because of the reunion, many people were awakened by nightmares, and some people forgot the time because of being busy.

But no matter what, the world is still this world, and it will not change because of anyone.

When Fang Min woke up, he had a severe headache. When he opened his eyes, he found her on his bed. There was the sound of dishes being placed on the table in the living room.

She got up from the bed, her mind went blank in shock, how could someone have changed her clothes! ?Fang Min leaned on her head and thought about it carefully, but she couldn't remember anything. She has always been self-disciplined, so how could she drink alcohol?

Fang Min put on his slippers and wanted to see who was outside. The moment he opened the door, he first smelled the aroma of rice, and then saw a tall, pale figure standing in front of the dining table with his hair loose. , making her face startled.

Xuan Luo raised his eyebrows and looked at Fang Min who was bewildered, with a slight smile on his lips, "Good morning, let's go wash up and have breakfast."

"Morning, you..."

Fang Min blinked, she didn't know what was wrong with her, could it have something to do with last night's dream?Looking at the appearance of the woman in front of him, his thoughts are a bit complicated, and he can't explain clearly. Now... he can only put it there.However, no matter how complicated it is, looking at her like this is inexplicably at ease.

Seeing her hesitating to speak, Xuan Luo replied: "You were drunk yesterday, so I will send you back."

"I..." Fang Min thought about it, and confirmed, "Am I really drunk?"

"Yeah." Xuan Luo glanced at Fang Min, "I helped you change your clothes and wiped them with a warm towel, so don't worry."

It was hard for her not to worry after hearing this, Fang Min's cheeks were already faintly flushed.

"Why are you still standing there? Go and wash up." Xuan Luo reminded, and put the bowls and chopsticks away.

Seeing Fang Min obediently walking into the bathroom, a strange expression flashed across Xuan Luo's dark eyes, seemingly dejected and helpless, looking down at each crystal shrimp dumpling, this expression was fleeting.

After Fang Min washed and changed his clothes, he was refreshed. He stared at the breakfast on the table and said with a smile, "I've lived here for so long, and I didn't know there are so many kinds of breakfast near my house."

Xuan Luo smiled slightly, put the porridge in front of Fang Min, put a crystal shrimp dumpling aside, passed the glass of warm water over, and asked, "Are you still working today?"

Fang Min sat on the chair, drank water first, and nodded: "Yeah."

Xuan Luo looked indifferent, and replied: "Okay."

"What's the matter?" Fang Min naturally sensed that Xuan Luo had something to say, but found that her complexion was very bad. Could it be that she didn't sleep well yesterday?

"It's something, I want to stay with you for a while, I wonder if it's possible?" The woman looked over with a blank face, and said in a calm voice.

When Fang Min heard that Xuan Luo was going to live here, he choked on the porridge and coughed several times.

"You are so big, how can you still choke while eating?" Xuan Luo held back a faint smile, and handed Fang Min a tissue.

Fang Min took the tissue in embarrassment, wiped his mouth, "I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry to eat." Putting the tissue aside, "It's no problem for you to live here, but I haven't made a bed in my study." Speaking of which , Fang Min was taken aback, raised his eyebrows and looked at Xuan Luo, "Where did you sleep yesterday?"

Xuan Luo looked straight at Fang Min, seeing her uneasy expression, pursed her lips: "On the sofa."

Hearing these three words, although Fang Min breathed a sigh of relief, Fang Min's heart sank heavily, and he calmed down and asked, "Then today I will go to the furniture store to make a bed appointment. How long will you stay?"

The woman raised her eyebrows and looked at her, with a pale face, a pair of thin lips with almost no color, and long hair hanging lazily on her shoulders, which had a special flavor, but those deep eyes seemed to contain thousands of words.

Fang Min looked at it, blinked again, recalled what he said just now, and explained: "Don't get me wrong, I don't mean anything else, you can stay as long as you want, I just think, do you need to buy something else?" for you."

"Don't be so troublesome." Xuan Luo nodded, picked up a crystal shrimp dumpling in his mouth, and chewed carefully, "If you are free in the afternoon, we can go shopping together."

Fang Min nodded in response to Xuan Luo's words.

After breakfast, Fang Min left in a hurry. Xuan Luo stood in front of the window looking at the sky outside, raised his hand to look at the red line on his palm, and lowered his eyebrows.

"...It's about to start. Next, Lejia."

Xuan Luo suddenly frowned slightly, and the corner of his mouth overflowed with blood again.

……

In Yayuan, after what happened yesterday, Le Wenyao almost stayed up all night. She was worried about Anya, and even more worried about Tang and Song.

I took out my mobile phone and dialed the numbers of the two people, but they couldn't get through.

"Where did the witch take the forensic sister?"

Sang Xie took some food from the kitchen, opened the door to see the figure who had been fidgeting all night, and said calmly, "Wen Yao, don't worry about it, just eat something."

"Why aren't you worried?" Le Wenyao stared at the breakfast on the tray, waved his hands with a look of loss of appetite, and said, "I'm really worried about the forensic doctor sister, I don't understand how you bring people back to life, and the witch The reaction...and that princess, it's even more complicated than the code I wrote."

The more Le Wenyao thought about it, the more irritable she became, she raised her hand and flicked her silver wire.

Sang Xie put down the dinner plate, came to Le Wenyao, and comforted him: "Tang Song is indeed not dead, not only because of Anya's relationship, but also because of the pure silver wolf blood in her body that saved her. If the pulse is broken, Even if the soul and body are restored, it is difficult to bring her back to life. When I checked Tang Song, I found that her blood flowed backwards to her heart, and she was only waiting for Ya to restore her soul and body."

Le Wenyao was puzzled when she heard this, "What wolf blood?"

"That's the nemesis of zombies." Sang Xie said, sighing softly, "I didn't know what the purpose of that person was at first, but now that I think about it, it can be regarded as a good deed done by accident."

Seeing Sang Xie's light-hearted expression, Le Wenyao was puzzled and said, "Why can you take this matter so freely, as if it's not your business. Now someone wants to kill the forensic sister and the witch, don't you worry? ?"

Sang Xie raised her hand and opened the curtain completely, letting the morning light shine in. Looking at the foggy sky, she narrowed her eyes and said calmly, "What's the use of worrying...?"

Le Wenyao was taken aback.

"Since I can remember, I have no obsession with life and death. In my eyes, these are just reincarnation. And the soul of reincarnation is more useful than human life..."

Le Wenyao: "..."

"But Ya told me that I have such thoughts, all because I haven't experienced a truly desperate parting... I don't know what it is."

Le Wenyao looked at Sang Xie's side face, saw that she was speaking seriously, a few strands of hair were hanging down, covering her expression, only her long eyelashes could be vaguely seen, and Le Wenyao realized that, reflected in the morning light, The demon girl also has such a beautiful and refined side.

It has the charm of ancient beauties.

But when she thought about Anya's words, she felt a bit of pain in her heart. Could it be that the person who said these words has experienced it before?

Sang Xie looked sideways, seeing Le Wenyao hesitating in thought, the corners of his eyes twitched, and said meaningfully: "Part of the reason why Ya is like that is because of Tang and Song's previous lives..."

Le Wenyao's eyes lit up: "Sister forensic doctor's... past life?"

"Yes, in Tang and Song's previous lives, he was a kind and talented doctor. It should be said...Ya's host was a kind and good doctor." Sang Xie looked into Le Wenyao's clear eyes, "And you You were poisoned in the previous life, and it was through her hands that you were brought back to life."

Le Wenyao: "..."

Sang Xie fell into the memory, seemed a little lost in thought, and said to himself: "...To be precise, Shang Li and Qin Yuan are bosom friends, because she once saved Master Mo's life."

Le Wenyao: "..."

Sang Xie regained his composure, and the smile in his eyes became stronger. He raised his hand and took out four copper coins and threw them in the four corners of the room, and sat on the edge of the bed with Le Wenyao.

"I said that the wall has ears, and this barrier will block my future words, just in case." Seeing her half understanding, she smiled again, "Isn't Wen Yao always curious about the past, let me tell you briefly Part of it, Ya and I were in the Tang Dynasty, and met you and Tang Song at the same time."

Le Wenyao blinked and said "huh?"

Sang Xie used simple words to describe the past she remembered, and used her own understanding to tell Le Wenyao about the relationship between Anya and Tang Song.

Le Wenyao went from being surprised, to being curious, and then being moved, until finally she had tears in her eyes... If it was not a real story, if it was just a deduction, Le Wenyao knew that she would not be so moved.

When she heard that An Ya accompanied Tang and Song Dynasty to travel all over the country, and accompanied her to practice medicine.She is fully educated in medical skills, the purpose is only to cure Anya's cold and chronic illness, so she did not hesitate to go to Kunlun Snow Mountain to explore, just to find the legendary thousand-year-old snow lotus.

But in Le Wenyao's mind, there were some doubts: "Why didn't the sorceress tell the forensic doctor sister who she was? Didn't this solve a lot of problems?"

"...Without personal experience, I can't feel empathy at all. For Tang and Song, those pasts are like a role burden played by Ya. Unless she asks her personally, Anya speaks freely, but it is just to relieve herself and throw the burden on the other party. Sang Xie sighed lightly: "And Pingyu has her beliefs, just like Tang and Song Dynasties. Yiya's character naturally respects everything she believes in. After all... what happened in the Qin Dynasty back then, we didn't know anything about it." Qualified to say right and wrong."

Le Wenyao: "..."

"In the face of a difficult fate, Ya once thought that as long as she waited, she would meet that person one day. It can be said that the sudden happiness made her follow her blindly. Just kidding, they still have a lot of beautiful things, but they have not had time to experience them, so they take this happiness away mercilessly..." Sang Xie looked at Le Wenyao, and said softly: "The departure of Tang and Song's previous lives, Ya once thought that she Just like us, we can no longer enter reincarnation."

"...Until, when I met you."

"Since we haven't seen each other for so long, why... I can't see that kind of excitement in the eyes of the sorcerer?" Le Wenyao recalled the appearance of the two of them together, they were so respectful to each other, "Shouldn't I go crazy with joy? ?”

"It's just too happy, too unexpected, too excited... That's why I'm even more afraid..." Just like Sang Xie saw Le Wenyao at this time, looking at it, Sang Xie straightened up, looked out the window, and sighed : "How can we bear the same damage with the endurance that is already riddled with holes?"

Looking at her back, Le Wenyao pursed her lips and called out: "Sang Xie..."

It was rare for Sang Xie to hear her call her name, so she turned to look, and responded with a light "huh?"

Looking at each other again, Le Wenyao asked, "How did I die in the last life?"

Sang Xie looked at Le Wenyao, and didn't respond for a long time. It was not until the phone rang that the embarrassment was broken. Seeing that the name of the phone was Le Shangkai, she reminded Sang Xie that she would take her to see someone next week and asked her to return to work. well arranged.

When she hung up the phone and turned around to look, Le Wenyao was still looking at her like that.

Sang Xie frowned unconsciously, and was about to speak, but Le Wenyao chuckled lightly: "Forget it... If the death is ugly, don't tell me, I don't remember anyway. Since you said that the witch and the forensic doctor My sister is fine, so I don't worry. You still have a lot to do, then... I'm going home too. "

"Wen Yao?"

"No matter what happened in the last life, it's over." Le Wenyao's tone was very firm, after all, sighing is not her style.Sunshine had an old smile on his face, "History won't repeat itself, will it? I believe that the forensic sister and the witch will be happy in the end."

Sang Xie smiled and nodded: "Yes."

……

Five days later, Happy Valley.

Anya has returned all the souls of Tang and Song to the body, and during this period, Anya helped Tang and Song clean up the wolf blood in his body every day.

It's just that the process of cleaning up wolf blood without harming Tang and Song is very cumbersome.

When the moonlight is strong every day, soak Tang and Song in the hot spring pool to speed up the blood flow in the body, and then prick the acupuncture points on the shoulder armor of Tang and Song with silver needles, put ice silkworms in the bamboo tube, and suck the acupuncture points like cupping until The ice silkworm sucked the blood of the wolf until the bamboo tube fell to the ground.

Although Tang Song's body improved, his mind was always muddled, he didn't know what dream he was having, his brows were always furrowed, his mouth was talking nonsense, and his body was sweating.

Anya sat on the edge of the bed, wiped Tang Song's sweaty forehead with a warm cloth, looked at this slightly improved face, and grasped her pulse, which beat a little stronger than before.

"Are you hungry?" Anya often talks to Tang Song these days, seeing her eyes closed tightly, her thin lips slightly pursed, as quiet as water, and she said to herself, "I'll go get it for you first." Cook your favorite noodles, wake up as soon as you are full..."

After An Ya finished speaking, she didn't leave directly, but sat there quietly, her eyes were unbearably hot and sore for some reason.She raised her hand to cover Tang Song's cheek, and looked at it carefully, why was she so sad when she survived?

Anya felt a sense of powerlessness in her heart. She was tired, tired of being entangled with those people, and even more tired of waiting... If Tang Song really couldn't wake up, she even thought about not waking up forever instead of sleeping forever.

She lowered her head, kissed Tang Song's cold lips, straightened up, saw Tang Song still lying there steadily, turned and left with a deep smile on her brows.

……

The light of the setting sun shone into the bamboo house, Tang Song frowned, and slowly opened her eyes, her eyes were blurred, she felt that her body was very heavy, as if it was not her own, and it was very difficult to even move her eyes.

Looking around, the light in the room is very soft, and there is a charcoal fire in the middle of the room, occasionally making a "crack-crack-" sound.

This is where?

Tang Song glanced around in a daze, and saw a remnant candle burning on the table not far away. The faint light streamed down from the edge of the table, reflecting the light of the setting sun, but adding a little mist.

Hearing the sound of approaching footsteps outside the door, the bamboo door was pushed open from the outside, and the figure coming against the light suddenly stood stiffly on the spot.

The blurry vision became clear quickly, and Tang Song could see this face clearly. Seeing her standing there stupidly like a root, Tang Song smiled with his lips curled up: "Big... man..."

Anya was taken aback, and the celadon bowl in her hand fell to the ground.