Death Spell

Chapter 218

The door was opened, and someone quietly took away the pear cake and wine. After a long time, Su Mingyuan came in to take a look. Seeing that Tang and Song were sleeping peacefully, and the food on the table was simply eaten, he turned around without disturbing leave.

But the Tang and Song Dynasties fell into a dream that was not as monotonous as before, as if they were in a unique courtyard, surrounded by bamboo forests and the fragrance of birds and flowers.On the plaque, there are three words: Yu Ya Ge.

In the dream, Tang Song realized that he was also lying on the bed, and there were chirping birds circling outside the window, and then the bird chirping disappeared, replaced by crisp bells, as if someone had walked in.

That voice sounded very hearty.

"Miss An, is Miss Ruan feeling better?"

"Thank you Miss Zhuo for your concern. She is a doctor, so she is fine."

This voice is so familiar, Ms. An?

"Then I'm relieved, right... Where's that demon girl?"

witch?In the haze, Tang and Song couldn't understand, could it be... Are there any witches living here?

Hearing that elegant and pleasant voice again, he smiled slightly: "It's so strange that Ms. Zhuo is worried about her. She has something to do and will come back later. Ms. Zhuo wants to stay here for dinner?"

"I don't need to wait for her, but I know that Miss An's craftsmanship is first-class, and the chefs in the city can't compare with it. I wonder if I will be lucky enough to try it?"

Listening to her words, Tang Song unconsciously curled his lips slightly. Although he didn't see her, he knew that Miss Zhuo had a bright personality.

It's just that she doesn't understand why these voices are so familiar, but she can't wake up no matter how hard she wakes up.When she was in a daze, her eyes seemed to be covered with a black gauze, but she couldn't see clearly, she could only hear the door being pushed open, and a pleasant fragrance came gradually.

"Are you hungry?" The voice was gentle, "I cooked a new type of soup cake, come and taste it."

When Tang Song was thinking about what the soup cakes were, another voice appeared, which startled her.

"Can you finally give me a taste?"

Whose voice is this! ?It's as if... the sound came from his own body!Tang Song thought, the voice appeared again.

"You really combined this soup cake with Lengtao..." The voice was smiling, but the tone was a little weak, and it sounded like he was really sick. Did you put something?"

"Try it and see if you can guess it?"

The conversation between the two kept lingering in Tang and Song's ears, but he couldn't see anything, and the little bit of hazy color disappeared and turned into a blackness.

what's the problem?

Tang and Song were in this absolute darkness and completely lost their direction.When she was dying, she saw a bunch of white flowers, which seemed to guide her, pushing her steps to an unknown direction.

Under a vast starry sky, Tang Song saw a little girl standing on the edge of the cliff, holding a green leaf in her hand. Tang Song looked carefully and recognized it as Du Hengcao.

But the green leaves suddenly bloomed a white flower, which is the flower that Tang and Song Dynasty saw just now.She couldn't hear what the little girl was saying, and she couldn't understand what this scene meant, until she threw the leaf in her hand off the cliff, and Tang Song's body seemed to fall into the infinity along with the grass. bottom of the abyss.

Tang Song's body was falling rapidly, and suddenly stopped, only to realize that she had reached the bottom of the cliff.I also saw the green grass slowly falling and taking root quietly on the ground.

It seems that the time around is flowing fast, and spring, summer, autumn and winter are fleeting.Everything on the earth seems to be constantly changing.Tang Song just stood there, staring at the grass, as if it was waiting for someone to come, is it waiting for the little girl?But... the Tang and Song Dynasties are just doing random calculations, one second is a change of four seasons, and it may be a hundred years now.

Hundreds of years?

Maybe more!

How could that child be alive?

When she was in a trance, Tang Song found that the grass was gone.

Where did it go, was it picked?

Tang Song walked forward intuitively, listening to the sound of running water in front of her, she saw a waterfall like a thousand feet of flying water, the white water fell into the valley, and the water mist appeared all around. spectacular.

And under the waterfall, Tang Song saw a white horse with wings spread, and a little girl stood in front of it.

The white horse leaned over, looked at the little girl, put its heads together, and flapped its wings, as if to comfort her.

The little girl opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, but couldn't speak, and babbled several times.

After trying for a long time, I finally spit out a word, a word that is enough to wake Tang Song from this dream.

--elegant.

Tang Song opened her eyes abruptly, staring at the dark ceiling, trying to adjust her breathing.But her head swelled up and down, her limbs became cold at some point, she didn't know what else to do except to adjust with breathing.

Miss An, Miss Zhuo, Miss Ruan, Demon Girl, Yuyage, the white horse, the two little girls on the cliff and under the cliff, and the green grass.

These characters and their names were chaotically rolling in Tang Song's mind, causing her a severe headache, and among these names, the only clear one was the word that the little girl had difficulty uttering.

--elegant.

Who is "Ya"?

Tang Song blinked, took out the copper coin from his body, and whispered lightly.

"Ya... ya..."

— Anya.