Death Spell

Chapter 18

"That's a bad word."

Holding the jade gourd in her hand, Anya said in a cold voice: "The Le family originated in the late Tang Dynasty. Because of the chaos, the whole village had to become a bandit. It's just...the whole village has old and young. Money, and I can't bear to see my own people being killed for robbing the government, so I have to think of making a living by robbing tombs. I just didn't expect... This decision indirectly changed the fate of the whole family."

Le Wenyao showed a look of astonishment: "How do you know so much, grandpa told you? Or did you go into the Buddhist scripture pavilion?"

Tang and Song didn't expect that the dignified Le family had such a long history, and it was so deeply hidden.

"I have never been to the Sutra Pavilion. Only the heirs of the Le family can enter there. You ran away on the second day of your birthday, so you must have never been in?" Anya said lightly.

"I..." Le Wenyao pinched her waist with one hand, brushed her white hair casually, with an expression of disbelief.

"You don't know the history of your Le family, so you shouldn't draw your own conclusions. In my opinion, Le family thieves are right. Your Le family has helped as many people as the government and the government." Anya said. Speaking of which, not to mention Le Wenyao, even Tang and Song were a little surprised.

Especially in Tang and Song Dynasties, did she also calculate these?

She has been familiar with history since she was a child, why has she never heard of these stories, not even unofficial history.

Le Wenyao was silent for a long time before choking out a word: "You came to see me and you plan to tell me these things?"

Anya smiled and said, "That's right, we'll talk about the rest after you go back."

Upon hearing this, Le Wenyao stood proudly, and said loudly, "Are you so sure that I will go back with you?"

"Do you still keep that famous knife?" Anya said calmly with a smile on her face.

"Of course, that's a precious sword that I carry wherever I go. Do you want to compete with me?" With a bright smile on his face, he said enthusiastically, "You still want to fight me. If you win, I will fight with you." you go."

Le Wenyao was about to tell the commander to take down the weapon, but An Ya stopped her.

"Wait. I didn't mean that." Anya raised her hand to stop her. Seeing Le Wenyao's surprised face, she continued: "The person who gave you this famous knife is none other than Tang Song's fiancé Wu Wenhao. Two years ago It’s not that you don’t know about Wu Wenhao’s life and death, and Tang and Song are going to find out in person, and you took the generous gift from someone, shouldn’t you do something?”

Tang Song finally understood why Anya asked her to come with her.

Le Wenyao stood on the spot, turned around and looked at Tang Song's facial features carefully, and suddenly realized: "I have seen your photo, in his computer, and once asked me to repair the screen, it was the photo of the two of you."

Tang Song responded with a polite smile: "I also hope that Miss Le can help you."

Le Wenyao frowned, and said solemnly: "It's not that I don't want to help, but... I can't help you. To be precise, I don't know how to help you."

"Didn't Yan Su tell you what to do next?" Anya continued.

In her eyes, the girl in front of her is talented and intelligent, as long as she wants to do, there is nothing she can't do.It's just... the more she develops her potential, the closer she gets away from that curse...

This white hair is a sign.

"I was told to go to the Buddhist scriptures pavilion first, but I haven't been there yet." Le Wenyao shrugged and said a little ashamedly.

Anya said along the way: "Does that mean you agreed?"

Le Wenyao sighed softly, some things really need to go back to know the solution, it is better to go back than to waste time here.

It would be even better if you can return the favor.

Le Wenyao pursed her lips and nodded slightly, agreeing.

Anya put away the jade gourd, took out the tent, looked at Tang Song and said, "Let's set up the tent."

Seeing that Le Wenyao agreed, Tang Song also heaved a sigh of relief, nodded and stepped forward to help.

"Hey, since you want to go back, why don't you just leave?" Le Wenyao asked curiously, as if impatient.

"You see, it's going to rain soon, and it's not too small. It's dangerous to go out at night. The most important thing is that she and I haven't rested well, so the journey will be too much for us." Anya took out the tent and found a suitable one. location, he replied.

Tang and Song took out a simple hammer from the toolbox, and knocked the opposite corners of the tent into the soil to fix it.From the outside, the two must have known each other for many years to have such a tacit understanding.

The tent was set up quickly, Le Wenyao also moved his tent down from the cliff when he saw this, three people and two tents.Anya also borrowed the knife from Le Wenyao that she never left. It looks like a Japanese gun with a black hilt and black scabbard.

"Witch, what do you want my knife for?" Even though she asked, she still handed the knife to Anya.

Anya took the long knife and drew it out. Looking at the luster on the knife, she also knew that Le Wenyao was a true knife lover.

Smiling and said: "Cut down the tree."

"What?" As soon as the words fell, Anya had already slashed at the branch with a knife.

After swiping a few knives, the silver light suddenly retracted and disappeared into the scabbard. It happened too fast... Le Wenyao had no time to stop it.

But in the eyes of Tang and Song, these few knives were not simple.

"You actually cut down trees with my lady's knife!" Le Wenyao wished she could kill the sorceress with her knife.

"My saber is not as useful as this." Looking at the branches that fell on the ground, he smiled: "...It's much faster this way."

Turning around and throwing the knife back to Le Wenyao, she returned to the tent like holding a baby, and took out a soft cloth to wipe it.

Anya hugged the branches on the ground to the stones aside, and took out a waterproof cloth from her bag to cover it.

All this fell into Tang Song's eyes.

Seeing the little ghost who was still a little angry, Anya took out the walkie-talkie from her bag and leaned over in front of the tent and said, "If it wasn't going to rain, I wouldn't use your precious sword. As compensation, I'll give you a better one later." ?”

After hearing this, Le Wenyao's eyes lit up with a gleam. The knife in front of him is already the best among swords. Will there be better ones?

"Don't lie to me!"

"When have I ever lied to someone?" Anya put the walkie-talkie aside with a smirk, and just as she stood up, a drop of water fell on the tent.

Afterwards, the patter of rain fell from the sky, and Anya immediately got into the tent.

Anya, who got into the tent, looked at Tang Song who was sitting in front of her with her knees crossed, and said, "Heavy rain usually stops soon, why don't you rest for a while? When the rain stops, I'll go find something to eat. I have to bring dinner Solve it first."

"I slept for a while yesterday, but you haven't rested all this time, so let me go find it." Tang Song said while thinking about the river that just came, thinking that fish should be caught downstream.

"In that case, you and I should rest and let Wen Yao go find it." After finishing speaking, Anya took out the walkie-talkie and conveyed the news to the other party.

Soon there was a response from the other side, and a refreshing voice sounded: "Okay, leave this to the commander."

Tang Song: "..."

After explaining, the surroundings became quiet again, only the sound of rain water irrigating the earth and nourishing the trees could be heard outside.

It may also be too tired, Tang and Song felt sleepy after a while.

"Lie down for a while, I guess the rain will last for a while." He took out a thin blanket from his bag and handed it to Tang Song.

"Thank you." Tang Song took the thin blanket over his body and lay down on the innermost side.

The space in the tent was a bit small, and it didn't feel crowded until I lay down. Tang and Song lay sideways, and the two looked at each other tacitly when they raised their eyes.

Just for a moment, they each moved away.

When Tang Song closed her eyes, Anya turned her gaze back, her eyebrows slightly raised.

Anya couldn't figure out what Fengling said, what was the connection?

The rain lasted longer than expected, and a faint rumble was heard in the distance. Anya withdrew her eyes in a daze. The source of the sound was the river bank. Could it be that the upper reaches had collapsed?

Also because of this movement, Tang Song frowned, and then opened his eyes.

"Just now?" The voice was hoarse.

Before Anya could respond, Le Wenyao's voice came from the intercom: "Witch, what's going on?"

Anya picked up the walkie-talkie and said, "The river we passed by when we came here just now must have collapsed upstream."

"When the rain stops in a while, I'll ask the commander to take a look and find some food by the way."

"I'm sorry." After responding, he looked at Tang Song staring at himself, and asked first: "Is it uncomfortable to sleep?"

Tang Song shook his head and said, "Aren't you tired?"

Anya raised her eyebrows: "Why do you say that?"

"You haven't slept since you set off, can your body take it?"

"Don't worry, I fell asleep while you were sleeping, but I just woke up before you." Anya responded.

"That's good..." Tang Song stood up straight, shook his neck, listened to the rain outside, and said, "It's raining so heavily, and it's been raining for so long. It's a pity that we didn't start, otherwise it must be very dangerous."

"Ah."

Anya was even more worried about that voice at this time.

The rain that lasted for more than an hour finally stopped.

Both An Ya and Tang Song came outside to breathe the fresh air immediately. For urbanites, such clear air is basically impossible.

Only Le Wenyao didn't come out for a long time, but arranged for the commander inside to investigate the situation.

It's just that the sky is overcast after the rain, and the gloomy sky gives people a visually uncomfortable feeling, a little depressing.

"Miss Le won't come out?" Tang Song stretched his waist, took a deep breath of the nourishing and cool air, and asked.

Anya looked down at the muddy surroundings, and said meaningfully, "She doesn't want to come out because it's so dirty. She has such a cleanliness habit, but she also likes deep mountains and old forests, and her family is a tomb robber..."

"Hey, witch, you are enough. I..." The voice in the tent paused before saying, "I'm just a little tired and resting."

"Well, then take a good rest." An Ya said as she opened the tarpaulin that had just been tied to the stone platform, and touched it with her hands. The wood was basically still dry.

Tang Song held hands and smiled slightly, his eyes fell on Anya in front of him.It's strange to say that she always wears sunglasses no matter what, but now she doesn't.

"Why didn't you pick up the dry firewood on the ground just now?"

"You see, this branch dried up right after it was cut down. And the rain on the ground is much less than expected." An Ya said that she found the bandaged stick among the branches, picked it up and said with a smile, "On the contrary, this morning Only the branches I cut off still have some moisture."

Tang Song's expression returned to seriousness when he heard that, and he reached out to touch the branches that looked like they had been cut down, and they had really become dry wood.The rainwater that was just full in the gutter has now bottomed out.

How is this going?

Looking around, Tang and Song discovered a problem. After it rained so heavily, there should be some kind of animal sound in the woods after the rain, such as the cry of frogs.

It's just that there is nothing else around here except for the sound of the wind passing by.

"It's too (quiet) here, a bit weird." Tang Song said.

"It's more than quiet?"

The reason why Anya didn't wear sunglasses was that there were no ghosts around.