Death Spell

<Sang Yao Fanwai, Tang Dynasty Chapter [-]>

Sang Xie, who came back early on New Year's Eve, stood outside every day, staring at the snow-white surroundings, a little lost in thought.

Anya had finished reading a book, and when she raised her eyebrows, the figure was still standing there without moving at all. It was not right for her, so she decided to ask what happened.

She pushed open the door, looked at Sang Xie and said with a smile: "I don't know, there is a big breathing tree planted in my yard."

Sang Xie didn't respond.

"What's wrong?" Anya asked, frowning.

"I met someone." Sang Xieyan sighed after falling behind.

This sounds strange to Anya, who can Sang Xie meet?In this dynasty, besides their old friends, who else would there be?

Anya just looked at Sang Xie without saying a word.

"She looks exactly like Shangli, Ya, do you know what's going on?" Sang Xie turned to look at Anya.

Before this, the two had never talked about anything about the stone house. When they heard the word "Shangli", Anya raised her eyebrows and said calmly: "The Mo family in Xianyang City, also..."

Sang Xie nodded, "At first it was her elder brother Mo Xiao, but that coward was afraid of death... I didn't want to kill him, I just let him bleed me. I didn't expect that he was afraid that he would die one day, so he only bleeds me. Fleeing from Xianyang in three days..." Sang Xie smiled, "Shangli knows that if brother goes here, he will definitely implicate the Mo family's medical practice for a hundred years. She is not good at medicine, but she is good at disguise, so she pretends to be Mo Xiao's The face appeared before me."

Anya: "..."

"At that time I was already a zombie, whose blood is it, how could I not be able to tell?" Sang Xie said helplessly.

"Then... later?" Anya asked.

"After leaving the prime minister's mansion, I went to look for Mo Xiao and help him complete the mission he was supposed to complete. I didn't kill him at first, because I didn't know what would happen to me after I killed him. As for Shangli..." Sang Xie just thought, The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and then his expression returned to indifference, "It's not worth it!"

Listening to Sang Xie's helplessness and hatred, Anya also thought of Qin Yuan at that time. She didn't expect that so much time had passed by.Picking up the white jade gourd hanging from his waist, he rubbed it carefully, knowing the deep-rooted guilt in his heart.

But if that person is really the reincarnation of Shang Li, I'm afraid Sang Xie's fate will change.

"It's not that you and I don't know what happened to Ban Nuo back then. If the host reincarnated, I'm afraid it would be bad." Anya looked at Sang Xie and reminded: "If you want to confirm that she is the reincarnation of Shangli, bring her to see me, after all I also have a relationship with the Mo family."

Sang Xie looked at Anya expressionlessly, her brows slightly lowered: "So what if I've confirmed it?"

"Shangli is your host, so you can only stay away from her... Otherwise, one day, you will not be able to control your heart, you will kill her, and then become a demon. You are my best friend, and I don't want to see that day." Anya held her hands Putting down the jade gourd, he said lightly.

Sang Xie's deep eyes dimmed, thoughtful, seeing Anya turned around to leave, she asked in a low voice, "Ya, who is your host?"

Anya paused, turned around and looked back at Sang Xie, a little puzzled.

"If the reincarnation of your host appeared in front of you... would you do it the way you taught me just now?" Sang Xie asked seriously.

Anya lowered her eyebrows and said nothing.

"You said about the matter of Ban Nao back then... this is the price of longevity. Zombies are existences against the sky, and they don't have a heart. They live in the world like humans, and the host is our catastrophe. If she is really Shangli The reincarnation of my host, this is also my fate, isn't it?" Sang Xie breathed out after finishing speaking.

"What are your plans?" Anya knew Sang Xie's character, and she must have plans for what she said.

"I've never believed in fate, but I want to see if this fatalism is really so inescapable..." As soon as he finished speaking, Sang Xie's figure disappeared into the bamboo garden.

Anya faced the direction where Sang Xie was leaving, and sighed softly: "The more you don't believe it, the more you will fall into it. You really are a fan of the authorities, can't you see it?"

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The inside and outside of Chang'an City are immersed in the atmosphere of celebrating the New Year, with lanterns and festoons everywhere. , every house is hung with red lanterns, pasted with blessing characters, and cut window grilles.

Every one of the common people had smiles on their lips.

Only the inside of Zhuo Yuan's Escort is completely opposite to the outside, there is no red inside and outside the Escort, all are white.The mourning hall was full of people kneeling, and there was the sound of his wife crying.

"It's all you, you unfilial son, why didn't you save Ah Feng after watching him die..." Mrs. Zhuo came to Zhuo Yao with a cane, and accused her.

Zhuo Yao knelt on the ground with red eyes, staring at Zhuo Feng's coffin without saying a word.

"Mother, don't blame Ayao. At that time, no one thought that the witch would be so ruthless, and Ayao was almost...killed by her." Zhuoyao's father, Zhuo Tiancheng, explained.

"Hmph..." Mrs. Zhuo looked at her son, "You love your precious daughter, so don't you love my grandson?" After speaking, she pointed to the coffin, "He is... our Zhuo family The only hope." Then he turned and roared, "It's gone... It's gone... My grandson is gone..."

"Grandma..." Zhuo Yao knelt and moved to the old lady Zhuo, and said with red eyes: "It's all my fault, please pay attention to your body..."

"You go...you go...I don't want to see you." The old lady Zhuo shook her head, not wanting to see Zhuo Yao, said: "If you really want to, go to your brother's grave and kneel for three days and three nights..." After speaking, the old lady Zhuo coughed desperately.

"Mother..." Zhuo Tiancheng answered, "Ayao is a girl's family, so in the ice and snow..."

"Father, I'll go." Zhuo Yao took the words, and said again: "I'm the one who's sorry brother, I should be punished." After speaking, Zhuo Yao got up and left.

The distant relative at the side, Zhuo Yao's eldest cousin, saw the leaving figure, and said: "I saw this matter, it's not that simple. How could Ah Feng be the only one who had an accident after so many people went? Chang'an City is so big. There are many bodyguard agencies, but we, Zhuo Yuan, are the most beautiful..."

This made sense, and everyone present fell silent.

Zhuo Feng's coffin was put into the tomb at an auspicious time, and everyone didn't stay for long, because Mrs. Zhuo was not feeling well, they all went back, and now only Zhuo Yao remained.

The sky gradually darkened, and snowflakes fell in the sky again. She knelt in front of the tomb, motionless.

In the evening, Xiaocui, who had been serving Zhuoyao all the time, carried a bamboo basket and put a leather jacket on Zhuoyao's body, put the food and water aside, and said distressedly: "Second Miss, how can you treat me like this?" , I feel sorry for Xiaocui, this old lady is too ruthless."

"Xiao Cui..." Zhuo Yao licked her dry lips and interrupted her: "My mother died early, and grandma never liked my mother, so it is reasonable to treat me like this. It's only three days and three nights. I can hold on."

"However, once Master Zhuo died, everyone in the security agency looked at the second lady. If you have anything else, have you thought about it? This is a barren mountain, I heard that there are often silver wolves around here, what if I meet you?" , but what should I do?"

Zhuo Yao lowered her eyebrows, stared at Zhuo Feng's tomb, and said calmly: "I am half-brother with my elder brother, but my elder brother treats me like a sister, not only teaching me kung fu, but also giving me a place in this bodyguard bureau. What's more, that day , my brother was also killed by others to save me... just doing these things, what is there to be afraid of?"

"But...Second Miss...you have always been in poor health." Xiao Cui frowned worriedly.

"You go back quickly, I know myself, I don't need to send three meals tomorrow, one meal is enough." Zhuo Yao said.

Xiao Cui looked at Zhuo Yao's figure, said goodbye helplessly, then turned and left.

The sun was setting and the sky had completely darkened. The snow floating in the sky was getting bigger and bigger, and the white snow was gradually being swallowed by the darkness.In the depths of the woods, a white figure appeared, but the snow was getting bigger and bigger, and the fine snowflakes were floating, almost trying to block her sight.

Sang Xie stared at the thin and thin figure, then knelt straight in front of the tomb, so silent.

Snowflakes fluttered and fell all over the man's body, almost turning into a snowman from a distance.

Sang Xie lowered her eyes, with a vague smile on the corner of her mouth. They all have such a stubborn personality, and they are all family members. Could it be that this kind of personality is innate, or... as Anya said, the nature is hard to change ?

This kind of hard and disadvantaged personality, why not change it?

Family, is it really so important?

For Sang Xie, who has always been a loner, she really couldn't understand it, and she couldn't understand it at all.

Creak, creak, creak...

In exchange for Sang Xie's gaze, someone came from a distance stepping on the thick snow, listening to the voice, there were three people.

The three of them were holding lanterns in their hands, and they were wearing cotton-padded coats and gowns. The red shadow under the lantern flickered down and shone on the snow in front of them, casting a reddish silver light.

Like a red will-o'-the-wisp in the dark night, slowly walking towards Zhuo Yao.

First cousin Zhuo Yao looked at her cousin who had always had a personality, and said twice, "As expected of the most promising heir of the Zhuo family, this is a snowman with such backbone."

"Sister, what are you talking about, we are here... to see my cousin." It was Zhuo Yao's second cousin.

The second cousin said, winking at the following servants, and then said warmly: "Cousin, don't say that cousin doesn't love you, it's freezing cold, how can I kneel for three days and three nights? Drink some wine to warm you up." Warm up."

Zhuo Yao knelt there straight, as if her body was stiff, without any response.

Seeing that Zhuo Yao didn't respond, the eldest cousin took the pot of wine from the servant, came to Zhuo Yao and leaned over, saying: "I know my cousin is good at kung fu, she uses her internal energy to move her kung fu in her body, she looks cold, but it's actually not Cold. But this wine is Ah Feng's favorite champion red, so let us give it to Ah Feng together." As he spoke, he took a small glass and pressed it to Zhuo Yao's lips.

The second cousin stared at the action of the eldest cousin, and only when he saw Zhuo Yao really drank it did he smile with confidence.

Zhuo Yao was using internal force to maintain the temperature of her heart, she never said a word, her body was warmed by drinking this wine, but she felt something was wrong.

The eldest cousin fed three cups before she straightened up and said to Zhuo Yao, "How does this wine taste? If Ah Feng's spirit in the sky knew that his most cherished sister went to accompany him like this, he must be very happy." .”

Zhuo Yao leaned forward slightly, frowning: "You..."

"This poison is colorless and tasteless, and the body looks like it's frozen to death. Hmph...the Escort Bureau doesn't belong to you all. If...you and Ah Feng are gone, the Zhuoyuan Escort Bureau may have to be replaced by someone else. It's gone!" said the eldest cousin, laughing out loud.

Ow—

A wolf howl echoed in the forest.

"Sister, the wine is served, let's go. It's so late at night, it's scary." The second cousin looked around, especially the howling wolf, and always felt a pair of eyes staring at them.

"Trash!" The eldest cousin stared at the useless younger brother, then glanced at the crumbling Zhuo Yao, snorted and left.

The figures of the three people disappeared into the distance. The snow fell more and more, and the footprints that had been stepped on were quickly covered by snow.

And Zhuo Yao couldn't hold it any longer, her body was on the verge of falling, the heartburning pain completely dissipated the inner force protecting her heart, the inner force was uncontrollably running around in her body, her chest felt tight, and the corners of her mouth were bleeding.

Sometimes, death is not terrible, she is just unwilling to die.

She shivered coldly, someone hugged her, who was it?This faint fragrance is not unfamiliar, but... At this moment, she has no strength to open her eyes, and her head is just nestled in this soft embrace.

The heartbeat is so powerful.

There was a cold voice circling in my ears.

------You can see, this is your family.

------The brother you think of in your heart is not as good a person as you think.

Sang Xie helped Zhuo Yao up and stared down at her beautiful eyes. Although they were closed at the moment, the long hair, eyelashes, and eyebrows were covered with snow, which could not conceal her beauty.

Sigh lightly.

He reached out and gently brushed the snowflakes off her face.

With the other hand, press down on her lower abdomen.

Zhuo Yao felt an indescribable feeling welling up, causing her to vomit out all the contents in her stomach.

"If you spit it out, you'll be fine. It's just that there may be some residue left in your body. I'll call a doctor for you when you get back." Sang Xie said softly.

Zhuo Yao never responded.

Sang Xie watched, wrapped her face with both hands, and heard that her breath was very weak. Just listening and watching, Sang Xie's eyes suddenly froze. For some reason, her heart was numb. What does it feel like, and I don't know how to react at this time.

Until the woman in front of her slowly opened her eyes, looked at Sang Xie in front of her, frowning slightly, her emotions surged, but she was unable to make a sound, and fell directly into Sang Xie's arms.

Sang Xie: "..."

At night, a fire was lit in the room.

Zhuo Yao raised her hand and touched it casually, it was a quilt, raised her eyes and looked around, it is such an elegant place, where is this?

"Are you awake?" A cold voice sounded.

Following the sound, Zhuo Yao seemed to see a mortal fairy in green clothes, her delicate profile was reflected by the candlelight, and she was sitting quietly on a bamboo chair with a book in her hand.

"Are you? Here?" Zhuo Yao coughed twice just as she said that.

"This is my residence, and I am the owner of this place." Anya replied concisely, and then said: "You are not seriously ill, don't move around, I am not good at medicine, it should be fine to listen to your breathing until tomorrow... …When I went to Changmanlou today, I heard that the eldest daughter of the imperial physician in the city opened a medical clinic, and I will go to invite it tomorrow, and now you just need to rest well.”

"It was you who saved me?" Zhuo Yao asked again.

Anya shook her head, closed the book and put it aside, walked over, leaned over and put the back of her hand on Zhuo Yao's forehead.

"The fever is going down, take a good rest." After speaking, Anya turned and left.

The biting cold made Zhuo Yao recall a figure in her mind, that is the witch in white.

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