Death Spell

Chapter 169

There was a charcoal fire in the room, and occasionally there was a crisp sound, and the dim candlelight swayed the silhouettes of three people.

Holding the white jade gourd in her hand, Anya interspersed what she knew, including the cause and effect, and told Le Wenyao and Sang Xie in a simple and clear way in the form of a summary.

It turned out that Wu Wenhao was the reincarnation of Sang Xie's other half host, and the purpose of the Shen family back then was to use Wu Wenhao's identity to go to the tomb to wake up Sang Xie. As for the specific purpose, Anya said that she hadn't figured it out yet.Helplessly, because he was afraid of death, he escaped this catastrophe, and what happened later would happen instead.

"You mean, he and I were brother and sister in the Qin Dynasty?" Le Wenyao asked with wide eyes in disbelief.

"Listen...why does it feel like the plot reappeared? Wu Wenhao is still so greedy for life and afraid of death, and still likes Tang and Song..." Sang Xie sneered, his face a little ugly, "That's why you asked me to help Wu Wenhao. Did you get up at home?"

"I just don't want him to be used as a saber by that person. No matter who Wu Wenhao was in his previous life, these are all in the past." Anya frowned. In her opinion, no matter what the cause is, it doesn't matter now , "And that person's purpose is nothing more than wanting to return to the original state. I can understand this heart, but Li Si fell into the trap."

The two said in unison: "What?"

Anya's eyes gradually darkened, and she sighed softly: "Using the modern popular description, this is mirror reflection. Li Si planted a seed in his heart in a way of killing his heart. Whatever Li Si wants to do, he will do it in the opposite way." way, tell him."

"Can you make it clearer?"

Le Wenyao never liked to think too much about these intrigues, but she couldn't understand Anya's description.

"To put it simply, that person is acting in the mirror. He thinks that Li Si doesn't like what he is doing, but it just happens to fall into Li Si's tricks." After Sang Xie explained, his eyes were gloomy and puzzled, "Why did Li Si do this?"

Anya put down the white jade gourd gently, and moved sideways to pick up the teacup. Although her dark eyes were not focused, it could be seen that she was thinking about something.

"Before sealing the tomb, I opened Li Si's tomb." Anya lowered her eyebrows, her tone turned slightly harsher, "The princess described the scene in the sarcophagus, and he died ugly, but from the princess' description, I think his The cause of death was not homicide, but the curse of the Immortal Soul Record."

Sang Xie and Le Wenyao looked at each other in surprise, and Sang Xie looked at Anya again and asked, "What's going on?"

"It is because I know the cause of his death that I understand why you and I are in the state we are in today." Anya pressed the teacup to her lips, took a sip, and continued: "Li Si didn't kill him back then, maybe It's just to make it easier for you and me. In the final analysis... Li Si just wanted to use my ability and yours, but he didn't expect to make you and me today, but he would not be favored by the Immortal Soul Record. With Li Si's usual style of acting , how can you let us go so easily?"

"You mean... Li Si is the one who will take revenge on both of you, even if he is already dead?" Le Wenyao seemed to be watching a brain-burning movie, and she was too sophisticated to forget it!

Sang Xie smiled lightly, and did not deny this: "That's right, if he died like this, I think I followed the wrong person before."

"Wait a minute! Can you explain more clearly?"

Le Wenyao raised her hand to stop, she really couldn't keep up with their rhythm, after all, who are the two people in front of her?Not only the old man who has lived for so long, but also the tacit understanding that is familiar with each other, as good as one person, and a few words in the conversation are worth another person's graduation thesis.

Seeing her anxious look, Sang Xie couldn't help but smile: "Wen Yao, have you heard the story of Liu Bang defeating Xiang Yu?"

"I've heard it, it's recorded in the books that Liu Bang provoked Xiang Yu's relationship with his godfather Fan Zeng, and was finally forced by Liu Bang to Wujiang to commit suicide." Le Wenyao told the history she knew, but from the two people beside her. I saw a kind of expression that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, "Why, isn't it?"

"Wen Yao is right." Sang Xie recovered his expression, and his tone became serious, "Liu Bang's character is scheming and good at manipulating people's hearts, while Xiang Yu's character is very sharp compared to Liu Bang because of his ability and force. But it's also a warrior's mind, which is one of the reasons why he lost to Liu Bang."

Le Wenyao nodded following Sang Xie's words: "I know that."

"However, Xiang Yu doesn't know." Anya added flatly, "But Fan Zeng knows."

Le Wenyao looked at Sang Xie and blinked, indicating that she didn't understand.

Sang Xie followed Anya's condensed content, and continued to Le Wenyao: "Because Fan Zeng knew, after Liu Bang defeated Xiang Yu, he returned the same way to him, planting a suspicion in Liu Bang's heart." Seeds, even if Liu Bang gains the world in the future, he will lose the most precious thing he had in the past, trust!"

Le Wenyao carefully analyzed the conversation between Sang Xie and Anya, her eyes lit up: "You mean, Li Si used the same method, even if he died, the result he wanted has been going on, And through this person's hatred for you, can you do better?" sk

Sang Xie looked at the one-pointed woman beside her, and said with a smile, "Exactly."

"Oh my god, it's terrible." Le Wenyao couldn't believe that Li Si was so cunning, maybe a little more cunning than Sang Xie, a witch, but after another pause, she frowned and asked, "Then I don't understand, he What the hell? He's dead, isn't he?"

"It's because of death that I don't want everyone to live a good life." After An Ya said this, she picked up the teacup and drank tea quietly.

Sang Xie stared at the melancholy between Anya's brows, feeling slightly sour in her heart, and sighed softly: "Yes, sometimes there is no result, which is the most ideal result, because it will continue forever, just like people always desire, with no beginning and no end. Ordinary fate."

"Then what are we going to do? Should we just sit and wait for death like this?" Le Wenyao didn't want to hear such depressing words, and she didn't have this kind of personality either. "No matter what, at least we should get the forensic sister back, right?"

Anya faced her, raised her eyebrows meaningfully and said, "So, what does Wen Yao plan to do?"

Le Wenyao is not an idiot either, why can't she hear the meaning behind the words, "huh" and put her chin on her hand: "Anyway, you can't let the forensic sister go to the tiger's mouth, so you are not afraid that person is greedy for the beauty of the forensic sister?"

Sang Xie smiled suddenly: "There is no need to worry about this."

"Why don't you worry?"

"Because he regards the Tang and Song Dynasties as his closest relatives, he is the one who suffered the most damage when he thinks about what happened back then." Anya smiled helplessly, "So, if there is a cause, there must be an effect. This is fate."

"...the witch?"

Anya put down the teacup in her hand, and said with a smile, "Wen Yao has worked hard all the way, so I should rest earlier, and my current body is not suitable for staying for too long, so I will go back and rest first."

……

Le Wenyao and Sang Xie stood in front of the door, watching the thin figure gradually leave the courtyard and disappear into the darkness.

When the night wind hit, Le Wenyao subconsciously shrank her shoulders.

"Demon girl, I feel so uncomfortable seeing the sorceress like this."

Sang Xie pulled Le Wenyao back into the room, closed the door, and said, "Ya's personality has always been like this, but we really can't rush now."

"why?"

"Because we are waiting for a few people to come here." Sang Xie responded lightly, turned around, saw Le Wenyao's bright eyes, and squinted them, "Wen Yao, how is your marksmanship doing now?"

"Barely, I think it's easier to use two knives." Le Wenyao told the truth, opened the black box in the backpack, assembled the charcoal black sniper (gun) neatly, put it on the table, and He took out four miniguns and magazines and put them aside one by one, as if playing a game, and raised his eyebrows and asked, "By the way, witch, who did you say you and the witch were waiting for?"

Sang Xie squinted her eyes, looked at Le Wenyao's figure, and said, "Princess and Jiang You, and Tang and Song."

Le Wenyao loaded the magazine, stared at Sang Xie in surprise: "..."

"Rest first. I'll check your homework later." Sang Xie said with a smile, "Is Wen Yao confident?"

"of course!"

"Okay." Sang Xie suppressed a smile.

……

On New Year's Eve, big and small cities, firecrackers are noisy.In every household, those who make dumplings make dumplings, and those who eat hot pot eat hot pot. It is very lively.

Although it is lively, modern New Year's Eve is not the same as that of ancient people. Not everyone will stay at home to reunite with their relatives, and not everyone will watch shows and make dumplings at home.Some families even book a New Year's Eve dinner in a hotel outside.Even small vendors who should go home for the festival, there are many doing business on the street to make money.

In some communities, many adults and their children set off firecrackers in open spaces.Gorgeous and colorful fireworks rose into the sky, and a bunch of light spots bloomed in the sky, and the children applauded.

And the closer to midnight, when the new year turns from the old to the old, the louder the sound of firecrackers, even the taxi drivers who are eager to go home, and the policemen who are still working, will stop at this moment and look up at the blooming flowers in the night sky. gorgeous.

When the twelve o'clock bell rang, it was as if the sound of firecrackers across the country reached its climax.

Except for one deep forest, the tall forests reflected the night, pressing down heavily from top to bottom. Even with the moonlight reflecting, there were still large swathes of dark shadows, which looked extremely gloomy.

Sang Xie held an oval-shaped firecracker with no fire wire in one hand, raised his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes passed through the branches of the forest, and saw the figure on the hillside clearly, the corners of his lips curled slightly.

"Wen Yao, I want to see the most beautiful fireworks, I leave it to you." Sang Xie threw the fireworks in his hand high with a flick of his wrist.

Le Wenyao had already adjusted the night vision goggles to the maximum, raised her head and shot through the mouth of the gun, saw the black spot clearly, adjusted it slightly, bit her thin lips lightly, and pulled the trigger.

boom!

Over the oppressive forest, a bunch of blooming fireworks appeared. Sang Xie looked up and watched the fireworks slowly disappear.

"It's so pretty." Sang Xie said with a smile, "But with the muffler (sound (, there will be some resistance, Wen Yao wants to try it?"

"Ok!"

……

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In the dry city, there are also lights and festoons everywhere, and it is lively.Jiang You even used the etiquette of festivals during the Qin Dynasty to pay New Year greetings to Xuan Luo.

Xuan Luo sat in the garden, drank a sip of roses, looked at the night sky, "You know, today is not New Year's Eve at that time, so why bother?"

"Yes, according to the state of Qin, October [-]st is the time." Sitting aside, Jiang You said with a smile, "But you have to go to the village and do as the Romans do."

Xuan Luo glanced at the time, it was past twelve o'clock, glanced at Tang Song's room, and looked at Jiang You, "I'm not feeling well, please help me look."

Hearing that Xuan Luo was not feeling well, Jiang You immediately helped her back to the room, and asked with a sullen eyebrow, "What's wrong?"

Xuan Luo was indeed a little tired, but she just wanted to confirm one thing, she held her chin and lowered her voice: "Jiang You, do you think I will kill Sang Xie?"

Jiang You said "huh?" first, with a nervous expression on his face, and said in a low voice, "Why are you talking about this?"

Seeing Jiang You's reaction, Xuan Luo affirmed that the person he met at the door that day was not Jiang You, but the Lord.He is good at disguising, not only can escape Anya's eyes, the disguise is successful, it can also be said to be seamless.

However, in Xuan Luo's eyes, he underestimated the trust between people. In Xuan Luo's view, no matter whether it was You Ming before or Jiang You now, he would not ask the question that day.

Xuan Luo smiled slightly: "It's okay, I just feel that time passes so fast, in a few days, you can go somewhere with me."

"You!"

……

Tang Song lay flat on the bed, the red between his eyebrows gradually disappeared, and finally opened his eyes.