Death Spell

Chapter 146

A day later, Anya placed Tang and Song beside the hot spring pool for the last process of removing the wolf's blood.

Then he came to Xiaoyao Valley alone, and wanted to call Sang Xie to tell her that Tang and Song were all fine, and told them not to worry.He didn't expect that it was Le Wenyao who answered the phone, but he also learned about Sang Xie's injury.

Also from Le Wenyao's tone, Anya heard a trace of depression.

"Wen Yao, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, I just know something I shouldn't know, it takes time to digest, how is the forensic sister?"

Holding a satellite phone, Anya stood quietly on the top of the Kunlun Snow Peak, looking at the snow-capped mountains one after another under the vast starry sky, frowning slightly, and told Le Wenyao about the changes after Tang and Song woke up.

"Witch...then are you alright?"

"Why did Wen Yao ask me that?"

"Actually, I can understand, just like I was used to grandpa, always by my side." Le Wenyao stood in front of the French window, looking at the crescent moon outside the window, turned around and saw the figure lying quietly on the bed, the corners of his lips curled slightly: "You have to get used to it." It takes time to get used to a brand new person. Forensic doctor sister suddenly has a memory that doesn’t belong to her, which is good or bad for you. It’s like... the bug has automatically upgraded, and you also need to adapt.”

"I haven't seen you for a few days, Wen Yao has grown up."

"It's not young at all, but Sang Xie told me that you don't want to confess, you don't want to leave the burden on the forensic sister, I understand this. But now that the forensic sister has those memories, you don't have to carry them alone. Since they are all alone, I don't think it's a big deal, but instead..." Le Wenyao frowned, "I'm worried that Sang Xie won't be able to let go of my previous life, and I don't want her to face me with guilt, after all, I am me. .”

She is a dignified young lady of the Le family, she doesn't care about what happened in her previous life, one is that she doesn't remember, it has nothing to do with her, and the other is that she likes technology, it is not her character to stop moving forward.Now that Sang Xie has entered her world, she won't allow all of this to be due to guilt from her previous life.

This is Le Wenyao's willfulness and her character.

It was just that knife, Le Wenyao was also a little scared, how could she stab it?

Anya has one hand behind her back, she naturally understands Le Wenyao's character, and the one who can't get over it is Sang Xie herself.

"Actually, I haven't had a good discussion with Sang Xie about those things. It may not be that simple, but I have no proof."

"Huh? Goddess, what do you mean?"

Anya shook her head, answered "It's okay" and changed the subject again: "Wen Yao, has anything happened recently in your Le family's old house? For example, something you can't see, or something you can't figure out .”

Le Wenyao thought back along Anya's train of thought, and replied, "It's nothing special. Just two days ago, when Lu Hong was inspecting the 32 basements of Lejia, he found a dead black butterfly in the seventh room. , I feel very strange, how can there be butterflies in this winter? I even showed it to me. I didn’t feel anything at the time, so I thought this pure black butterfly was very special. I also saw an identical black butterfly in the room, and the others were gone."

"A black butterfly?"

"Yes, it's pure black, and it's quite beautiful."

The black butterfly reminded Anya of a person—You Ming.

Thinking of You Ming's ability, Anya raised her eyebrows. If it wasn't for Sang Xie, she would have been immortal back then, and would have died under You Ming's gu.

Now, if there is no host like Le Wenyao, Sang Xie may not escape death.There is no one alive under the Nether Gu, with this obsession, he will not let Sang Xie go so easily.

"Witch?" On the other side of the phone, seeing that Anya hadn't responded for a long time, Le Wenyao called softly and asked, "Is there something wrong with this black butterfly?"

Anya's black hair was disheveled by the wind. Looking down at Xiaoyao Valley at the foot of the mountain, she remembered something about Grandpa Le Wenyao from previous years.

"Wen Yao, there are some things you need to ask Yan Su seriously."

"Huh?" Le Wenyao couldn't understand, "Witch, do you doubt Yan Su?"

"The Yan family has been protecting the heirs for generations, so I naturally don't doubt her." Anya frowned, and said calmly: "I want you to ask her, when your grandfather was dying, did you tell her anything, such as what you don't want?" You participate, don't want you to know now."

"You mean grandpa is hiding something from me?" Le Wenyao said in a very helpless tone, "If it was grandpa's confession, Yan Su would not tell me...unless..."

"Unless what?"

"Okay, I know what to do." Le Wenyao's tone returned to her previous confidence.

"I've never worried about this." Anya pursed her lips: "However, I'm not here now, and Sang Xie was injured again, so be careful."

"Well, don't worry."

"Then I'll call you in two days."

"Ah."

Le Wenyao hung up the phone, came to the edge of the bed and sat down, looked down at Sang Xie's arm outside, and put it under the quilt.

……

Anya put away the satellite phone, looked at the snow-capped mountains not far away, and heard the roar of monsters in the snow.

Unexpectedly, there are still historical relics in the Kunlun Mountains.

With a leap, she returned to Xiaoyao Valley, where there is always silence, and the fragrance of birds and flowers is everywhere.

She walked around the front yard, walked past the waterwheel, and stepped across the bamboo bridge, her eyes slightly startled.

By the hot spring pool under the sea of ​​stars, the warm wind blows, the begonia blooms, and the half (naked) of Tang and Song Dynasties sits quietly in the hot spring pool.

Her long hair was scattered on the side, and on her smooth back, three bamboo tubes had fallen off, and the last two, the wolf blood in Tang Song's body would be completely cleaned up.

The scene in front of her was so beautiful that Anya couldn't help but stop and admire it.

After so many things happened, it was hard to get such quiet. For Anya, everything in front of her was too precious.

The more she was like this, the more she didn't want to lose, so... the more afraid she was.

In desperation, Anya sighed softly.

"……Well."

Tang Song frowned and hummed softly, a bamboo tube fell to the ground crisply.

The troubles in Anya's mind suddenly dissipated, and she walked slowly to Tang Song's side. She knew that the sting was uncomfortable.A few days ago, Tang Song was in a coma, as if she had been injected with anesthesia, but now she is awake, it is normal for her to be so blood-sucked that she can't bear it.

"Be patient, it will be fine soon."

Thin sweat dripped from Tang Song's forehead, and he raised his eyebrows to see Anya's brows, where he was still holding back his worries. He took a breath and said, "It's okay, it just hurts a little, and I can bear it. Wen Yao and the others, are they okay? "

Anya knew that she couldn't hide everything about herself from the person in front of her, even if she frowned a little, no matter how well she hid it, she could still see it.This feeling is strange to say, she obviously doesn't know how to read minds.

On this issue, Anya has been verified by Ruan Pingyu and Tang Song respectively, that is - a woman's intuition.

Presumably this so-called "intuition" was before, and it is even more so now.

But she didn't intend to hide this matter, so she told Tang Song what happened to Sang Xie and Le Wenyao.

"I didn't expect...so many things would happen."

"Don't worry, Wen Yao and Sang Xie will deal with it naturally." Anya comforted: "Besides, Sang Xie and I are not easy to bully, otherwise we wouldn't be here today."

"Of course I do."

In Tang Song's heart, he had never doubted Anya's ability, but it was because of too many entanglements.Recalling the white figure on the couch at that time, in her opinion, even if Mr. Ya was dying, he was so lofty.

It's just that Tang and Song Dynasties at this time have no heart to think about those troublesome things.Scanning the pleasant scenery around her, she looked back at Anya: "Ya, this place is exactly the same as the dream I had back then."

Anya responded with a "Huh?"

Tang Song lowered his eyes and smiled, "I just met you at that time. In that problematic hotel, I had a dream... I said it before, do you remember?" She suddenly frowned slightly, after all There is also a bamboo tube on her back, the ice silkworms in it are sucking her blood little by little, even if they are sucking slowly, it will hurt occasionally.

Seeing Anya nodded, she looked at the pear tree and the sea of ​​crabapple flowers, and continued: "At first I didn't understand why I dreamed of those strange things when I first met you. Dream."

"Tang Song..."

"It's here." Tang Song said with affirmation, pointing to the pear tree, "You just stand there and walk towards me."

Anya: "..."

Tang Song's eyes were filled with Anya, and he said with a smile: "The Ya at that time was so beautiful."

Anya pursed her lips, avoiding Tang Song's gaze.

Tang Song saw the shy face of the woman in front of him, the corners of her lips curled up a little deeper, she tilted her head to look, and the two of them just looked at each other without saying a word.

The surroundings were quiet, and the crisp sound of the bamboo tube interrupted his sight. Anya stretched out her hand to hold the frowning Tang Song in her arms, smelling the faint fragrance of the woman's body, her heart felt itchy.

"First... go to the hot spring pool first. The hot spring has a restorative effect, and the wound will heal soon. I'll get you clothes."

Enduring the pain, Tang Song leaned against Anya's arms for a long time before slowly nodding in response, asking, "Aren't you going to accompany me?"

Anya panicked when she heard this, and looked straight at Tang Song, forgetting to respond.

"I don't have the strength, I'm afraid I will faint in this hot spring pool, I want you to accompany me." Tang Song's body has been leaning on Anya's arms. She really has no strength at all, but she also senses who she is leaning on , seemed to have taken root by the pool, and when she raised her eyebrows, she saw a rare shyness from the bottom of her eyes.

In Tang Song's eyes, this kind of Anya was too rare, and she put her hand on her shirt.

"Ya, come with me, okay?"

Anya: "..."

……

Under the starlight, in the hot spring pool, Tang Song looked at the stiff-looking figure soaked in the hot spring pool, and suddenly smiled, and the smile was extremely beautiful.

Although Anya was attracted by Tang Song's smile, she immediately raised her eyebrows: "What are you laughing at?"

Tang Song's dark eyes kept sliding on Anya's face, and he raised his hand full of hot spring water to cover her cheek: "I'm laughing at you, you're silly and cute."

Anya: "..."

"I don't know something." Regardless of the expression of the woman in front of him, Tang Song continued to speak softly, "My lord, are you afraid of me?"

"...What am I afraid of you?"

"If you weren't afraid of me, then why are you so cheeky towards Pingyu and Tang Song, but you are like a pillar to me, just standing there?" Tang Song had a panoramic view of Anya's expression , said with a smile: "What a silly girl."

"……you!"

"In terms of age, I am indeed a few years older than adults." Tang Song emphasized, and continued: "But at that time, although I was afraid of you, I was willing to die to save adults. Now that I think about it... I really made money. "

Seeing the smile on Tang Song's eyebrows, Anya felt bad.

This was the first time that her thoughts were so confused that she wanted to run away from this woman, but she couldn't give up.

Tang Song looked at the woman in front of him carefully, and stroked Anya's outline with his fingers, "I understand what adults are worried about, and I know what Ya is afraid of, but I want to say... don't be afraid, no matter what, Anya is in my heart. There is no substitute for my heart, even if... I can only stand in the mirror and look at you."

Anya also raised her hand to cover her cheek, "Tang Song..."

The Tang Song in front of her made Anya understand that she didn't need to hide herself from her.

Tang Song's warm cheeks were slowly rubbed against Anya's cold palms, and he replied, "Well, I'm here."

She was always there, always by Anya's side.

never left.