Death Spell

Chapter 72

In the middle of the night, there was silence in Yayuan.

Only Heisha was sitting on the stone pier, basking in the moonlight leisurely, licking his paws from time to time, and blowing the comfortable night wind.

Suddenly, a streak of white streaked across the sky and lightly landed on the wooden bridge in the backyard of Yayuan, breaking the quiet night.

Heisha's whining sound awakened Uncle Wang in the room, and hurriedly came to the backyard with his clothes on, looked at the figure and said, "Who are you?"

Sang Xie turned around on the spot, looked at the cat and the person, took a deep breath to confirm the smell, and said lightly, "Ya's home?"

Uncle Wang looked at Anya lying in her arms in embarrassment, and worried: "Miss, is she?"

"Where does she live?" Sang Xie asked, looking at the surrounding environment.

When Uncle Wang heard this, he didn't dare to neglect, and immediately led Sang Xie to the second floor of the attic.You don't need to look to know that this Sang Xie is not an ordinary person. There is an enchantment under Anyabu outside here. It is the first time I have seen Uncle Wang at this age. He pushed away from Anya's room and asked worriedly He asked, "Miss, is she really alright?"

"It's okay, it's none of your business here, step back..." Before Sang Xie finished speaking, Anya forced herself to speak softly: "Uncle Wang...wait a minute..."

Hearing Anya's voice, Uncle Wang quickly responded, "Miss... I'm here."

"I need to sleep for a period of time, up to half a year. During this period, help me push away anyone and anything, but don't forget, help me deliver the medicine to Tang Song. If she asks, you say I have something to do ... During this period of time, Yayuan will take care of you." After An Ya explained, she raised her eyebrows and looked at Sang Xie, and said, "This is Sang Xie, just like me, she will take care of me during this time."

Uncle Wang looked at Sang Xie with a little surprise in his eyes. Could it be that he is a zombie like Anya?No wonder it's this dress, and the tone of voice, how does it look like a modern person?But since it was An Ya's confession, Uncle Wang nodded: "I understand, miss."

"Then... go and rest."

Seeing this, Uncle Wang turned and left, Anya said to Sang Xie, "Help me get a set of clothes, I won't be able to sleep peacefully at all."

"I see that you not only need to change clothes, but also...have a full meal." He said and put his wrist in front of Anya's lips, and said lightly: "Drink, so that you can deal with the enemy, and the blood that has been filtered by me is not good for you. Only nutrition has no addiction.”

Anya stared at Sang Xie's wrist, and pursed her lips. She was really hungry... In the past, Sang Xie gave her blood, but these years... She was completely consuming herself to maintain it.Sang Xie's words were not wrong, some things need to be discussed in the long run, just thinking about it, he held Sang Xie's wrist and put it in his mouth.

Sang Xie frowned slightly, and snorted, "You said you weren't hungry... save some for me... Hey..."

……

Anya wiped the blood stains from the corners of her mouth with her clothes, and her pale face turned red after drinking the blood. Anya looked at Sang Xie and said, "How are you going to do these few months?"

Sang Xie gave a puzzled "Huh?"

"Wait until I wake up, how about a long-term plan?" Anya said.

Sang Xie understood what Anya meant, and glanced at the strange decorations around her. She needed time to understand this new world, so she said, "Isn't it enough to learn a lesson once? I'm not impatient, don't worry, I will first take care of you while you sleep. To learn about this whole new world."

"This... I've never worried about it, but you have to promise me not to kill." Anya confessed.

Sang Xie snorted, "You seem to know those people just now. If they want to harm A-Yao, I will naturally not let them go. As for now, before I understand this world, I promise you that I will not kill people indiscriminately."

Anya is well aware of Sang Xie's character, if she agrees with you, she will do it.

"Then I'll sleep in peace."

"it's here?"

Anya shook her head: "After I change my clothes, take me to the basement, here... temporarily you come to live."

Sang Xie stretched out her hand to caress Fu Anya's bed, and sighed: "This couch is too soft, you lie on... don't you feel uncomfortable?"

Anya smiled: "Just get used to it."

"So, there is no other way." Sang Xie got up, took out clothes from the closet and handed them to Anya, then pushed open the bathroom door curiously, stroking the toiletries with her slender fingers, looking at herself in the mirror, Sang Xie was the first Seeing his own appearance clearly for the first time, he was still a little uncomfortable for a while.He lowered his eyebrows and looked at the faucet in the pool. When he lifted it up slightly, water came out there, but he pressed it down immediately, and the water stopped again.

Sang Xie blinked, looked at the faucet, stretched out her hand, touched the spout, then lifted it up again, and the water flowed obediently again.

Sang Xie frowned, and pursed her lips... After observing this thing carefully, she didn't know the reason for it.

There are also those switches on the wall. I just saw Uncle Wang press it and the room turned on. I raised my hand and touched it lightly...

Click.

The bathroom light didn't turn off or turn on, but... made a humming sound.

It's an exhaust fan.

Turning around to see Anya changed her clothes, she asked curiously, "Why is it windy here?"

Anya lowered her eyebrows and smiled, "With your ability, you still need to ask me these questions?"

Sang Xie shook her head: "I'm not interested in those men's arrogance, so I just treat it as food."

"Where's my blood?" Anya raised her eyebrows and asked.

"I just want to find out why you are like this. But are you ready?" Sang Xie asked.

Anya raised her eyebrows. She didn't believe that this woman would be so kind, and she didn't continue the topic, but just nodded in response.

Sang Xie walked over, leaned over and hugged Anya, came to the basement of Yayuan, pushed open the stone door, there was a crystal coffin there.

Putting Anya in, before closing the lid, Sang Xie said, "What else can I explain?"

"Xuan Luo, the crows are not dead, this matter is probably related to them, so... help me watch them." Anya's voice became softer and softer.

"Isn't it because you are too weak that they are like this? If they knew that I was awake, they would have no time to hide, so how could they come to die?" Sang Xie showed a smile on his expressionless face, closed the crystal coffin lid, and kept it With a slit, he said: "Good night, you ate my blood before going to bed, I will naturally know when I wake up, and I will come to pick you up."

Anya's eyes were already closed, and she replied lightly: "Good night."

Sang Xie, who left, did not go back to the room directly, but found another door next door. This door was not locked, and it opened with a slight push.

Following Uncle Wang's actions, he pressed the switch on the wall, and the dark environment lit up. The environment was much larger than imagined.

Looking around, Sang Xie was surprised at first, and then a slight smile appeared on his expressionless face.

This place is actually a huge library, the walls are covered with bookshelves made of high-quality agarwood, in order to protect these ancient objects from corrosion.Rows are built in the room, arranged in a spiral pattern.There are mountains of books on the bookshelves, including bamboo slips, ancient books, and modern reading materials.The room is filled with the smell of books. In Sang Xie's view, the books stored here are almost thousands of years old.

Looking all the way along the year, Sang Xie found Han Feizi's original work "Shuo Nan". He took the bamboo slips from the bookshelf, unfolded them little by little, and saw the content of the seal script that he was familiar with and liked. Holding the bamboo slips, with one hand behind his back, his chin raised slightly, and he recited in a dignified manner: "...a husband's affairs are completed with secrets, and words are used to vent defeat. It is not necessary to abandon the body to vent it, but to talk about the hidden things. Those who are like this are in danger. It seems that something happened to him, but it is because of him. The speaker does not just know what happened, but also knows why he did it. If this is the case, the person who is like this is in danger. The one who knows the difference should get it out of the way. In other words, if things are leaked to the outside world, you must think of yourself, and those who do so will be in danger..."

As time ticked by, Sang Xie completely ignored the time here, sorted the books here by age, and read most of the books here, but she didn't read carefully the dynasties she was familiar with, and unconsciously saw the Qing Dynasty... …

Changing the font cost Sang Xie a lot of effort.

Sang Xie was holding the scroll in her hand, and was suddenly interrupted by a sudden movement outside. She closed her eyes and listened carefully. It was Uncle Wang from yesterday and a woman's voice.

This voice existed in Anya's memory, and it was very familiar.

who is it?

Sang Xie put the scroll back on the bookshelf, turned and left, wanting to have a look, just went outside and looked down at his current attire, then turned back to Anya's room.

I found a suitable set among Anya's many clothes. Sang Xie always likes white and thinks it is clean. If it is dirty, she can find it immediately and change it.

Standing in front of the mirror, he untied the belt, took off the white outer shirt on his body, revealing the obscene clothes inside, frowned and then closed his eyes, looking for the answer from the memory of Anya's blood.Immediately, among the few clothes brought over, he found underwear.Sang Xie first took off the clothes to the waist, and took off the obscene clothes. The slender and exquisite Butterfly Valley was displayed in the mirror. She wanted to put on the white underwear, and looked at the buckle in the mirror. Sang Xie almost lost his patience with just a piece of underwear.

But in the end it was fastened, but it felt a little tight, looked down at the chest, and sighed: "The size is wrong."

Sang Xie, who lost her patience, took off her underwear and put on her obscene clothes again. She put on a loose sweater and a pair of loose outer pants. She let her long hair loose and stood in front of the mirror looking at such a strange woman. I am a little dissatisfied with the current taste in clothing.

But there is no way, since ancient times, people have paid attention to doing as the Romans do, so Sang Xie can only leave like this.

"Thank you, Miss Tang, for bringing Miss's things here." Uncle Wang took Anya's backpack and wanted Tang Song to rest inside.

But Tang Song said that there was still something to do and he wanted to go back as soon as possible.

Thinking about Anya's explanation, Uncle Wang asked her to wait for a while, then turned to get the medicine pot.

Sang Xie walked across the wooden bridge, and in front of her was a tall, elegant woman standing upright under the shade of a tree.

Tang Song felt that someone was looking at her, turned around and looked at the wooden bridge against the light, and there was a person standing there.The light in the afternoon was too strong, Tang Song could only narrow his eyes slightly, looking at the figure, a little surprised, it was the first time she saw anyone other than Anya and Uncle Wang here.

Thinking that it might be Anya's relative or friend, she nodded slightly towards that figure and said, "Hello."

Sang Xie also nodded and said, "Hello."

Seeing the woman in front of Tang Song coming from the backlight, Tang Song also let Tang Song see her appearance clearly.

What is peerless beauty, what is eye-catching, it turns out that all the words to describe beauty are superfluous.

The face that looks like a snow-capped ice sculpture, but the moles without tears under the eyes set off the strangeness, it seems that two extremes have blended together without any violation.

But in terms of feeling, the woman in front of me has somewhat similar aura to Anya, especially when looking at people, it always feels familiar and strange.

"You came to find Ya?" Sang Xie asked.

elegant?

Hearing this word, Tang Song raised his eyebrows and looked at Sang Xie, as if something was missing in his memory, why did he feel a throbbing pain in his heart when he heard this word.

"Isn't she busy with something?" Tang Song asked back.

Sang Xie didn't deny it: "Well, at least I'll be busy for a long time."

"Very long?" Tang Song raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, it's very long." Sang Xie said, "Sang Xie."

Tang Song said "hmm"?

Sang Xie: "My name is Sang Xie."

Tang Song regained his composure and replied, "Tang Song."