Can you give me the broken impermanence?

The female ghost with disheveled hair at the bridge head slowly waved to Song Qingming.

Song Qingming thought, he is not a casual person, how could he just wave his hand and go over?

But after thinking about it, his legs suddenly lost control, and he walked stiffly towards the female ghost step by step.

After a while, he walked up to the female ghost, and the distance between him and the female ghost was less than half an arm, and the cold chill penetrated into his bones.

"Girl, girl, you..." Song Qingming said while suppressing the tremor in his voice.

Halfway through speaking, the female ghost suddenly raised her head.

The gray eyes and Song Qingming looked at each other, the lips were black, and the corners of the lips stretched all the way to the base of the ears.

Song Qingming swallowed, and laughed dryly: "Haha, girl, you look really refreshing."

"Zhou... Huai..."

What responded to him was the shrill voice from the female ghost's throat.

Song Qingming was slightly stunned, thinking about what the word Zhou Huai meant, when the female ghost suddenly raised her hand and strangled his neck.

The force was so great that Song Qingming instinctively scratched the hand on his neck, but it didn't have much effect. The feeling of suffocation made his face turn blue and the veins on his forehead jumped.

Pain spread from one place to all limbs.

A golden light flashed from his arms, and hit the female ghost's abdomen. With a scream, the female ghost in front of him turned into black smoke and dissipated.

After being able to breathe, Song Qingming panted heavily while covering the position that was pinched just now, coughed violently, and then took out the Candle Book in his arms: "Cough cough... Fortunately, cough, I brought you out... "

But for the rest of his life after the catastrophe, countless female ghosts appeared around him.

They crawled over ferociously, still chanting in their mouths.

"You must die... Zhou Huai, you must die..."

Song Qingming held up the book and shouted, "I'm not Zhou Huai! You've got the wrong person!"

The female ghosts twisted their bodies, the broken bones in their bodies creaked, and they slowly opened their terrifying mouths.

"Zhou Huai is not dead, all of you will die!"

After speaking, they jumped up from the ground and rushed towards Song Qingming.

Song Qingming had no choice but to hold up the book and shouted: "The soul will be locked up, and the corpse will be wiped out!"

The golden light suddenly appeared, and immediately scattered more than a dozen female ghosts.

But it was only for a moment, and the Yin Candle Book stopped moving. No matter how much Song Qingming yelled, it would not attack the female ghost again.

Seeing the female ghost getting closer and closer, Song Qingming took half a step back, and the ground began to shake violently the next moment.

During the shock, countless cracks opened on the ground, and then a chain flew out of the cracks, tightly wrapped around a female ghost's neck, tightened continuously, and finally strangled her head.

Chains also flew out of the other cracks, entangled the female ghosts who rushed over one by one, some were torn to pieces, and some were forcefully dragged back into the Yu River.

Song Qingming raised his head, Xie Yu fell down gently in the night, and smiled when he saw him.

Seeing Xie Yu, Song Qingming burst into joy: "You are finally back! Where did you go just now?"

"I didn't go anywhere. Someone pulled you into the illusion. I came to you as soon as I got rid of those grievances..."

In the middle of speaking, Xie Yu's expression froze suddenly, and his eyes stopped on Song Qingming's neck.

Song Qingming: "What's wrong?"

Xie Yu's eyes became cold, and the tip of his left finger landed on his neck: "What's going on?"

Song Qingming couldn't see the condition of his neck at the moment, thought it was pinched by a female ghost just now, and said: "I was pinched by a female ghost just now, but luckily I came out with the Candle Book and beat her away."

After he finished speaking, Xie Yu's complexion did not change for the better, but became more gloomy and ruthless, and a scarlet light flashed in the bottom of his eyes.

Xie Yu turned around and said in a cold voice: "Undo the death curse on him, or I will definitely make you die!"

The female ghost laughed and replied, "Bring Zhou Huai here, and I will undo the death curse!"

"court death!"

Xie Yu spit out two words, got up and jumped in front of a female ghost, took out her heart with one hand, then tore the heart out and crushed it with the other hand.

Kill one if there is one, and kill ten thousand if there are tens of thousands. You can always find the real female ghost!

Unexpectedly, seeing Xie Yu's killing spree, the female ghost's voice was not angry but laughed.

"You can make me fly away! But don't you know what the death curse is?"

Xie Yu's movement of slaughtering the female ghost suddenly stopped.

He naturally knows the death curse.

The cursed person will die within the time limit set by the caster. If the caster is injured, the wound will also appear on the cursed person.

Same body, same life, same life and death, only the caster can break the curse.

The resentful phantoms of the female ghost slowly disappeared, leaving only a dilapidated sack by the bridge.

The sack squirmed for a while, and a moment later, a woman with a bloody face crawled out of the sack, looking at them with a stern smile.

"Your deadline is three days. If you can't bring Zhou Huai after three days, he must die! I know you are not ordinary people, and you will definitely be able to bring him to see me..."

After finishing speaking, a thick fog quickly hit, engulfing Song Qingming and Xie Yu.

When the fog cleared, the surroundings had returned to calm. There were no sacks, no female ghosts, and the Xiangsi Bridge in front of me was no longer gloomy.

Xie Yu fell slowly, his brows furrowed.

Song Qingming thought that they must have come out of the illusion, and there was also the Death Curse, although he didn't know what it was, but it sounded like they would die in three days if they didn't find the person named Zhou Huai.

Xie Yu turned around and said abruptly, "It's my fault."

Song Qingming looked at him, blinked his eyes with a strange look, and said for a while, "How can I blame you, it's not the curse cast by that female ghost..."

Before he finished speaking, Xie Yu suddenly stepped forward and hugged him tightly.

"It's my fault... I came here to protect you, but I still hurt you." Xie Yu murmured, completely ignoring Song Qingming's stiffness in his arms.

Song Qingming tensed his body and stared blankly ahead.

He didn't know how to react for a while, should he push Xie Yu away to get angry, or should he comfort Xie Yu instead?

"I'm sorry, Qingming..."

Xie Yu kept mumbling, his voice full of anxiety, as if he was afraid of something.

Song Qingming slowly put down the hand that was going to push him away, and sighed weakly: "Okay, I... I don't blame you, and this matter is not as bad as you think. Just let me go, please let me go."

Xie Yu paused before letting go of him.

Song Qingming was just about to say that Xie Yu was always fussing, when a fishy sweetness suddenly surged in his throat, blocking his voice.

Before he could even press it, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Pain slowly spread throughout the body.

He wanted to support his body, but his strength had been exhausted, and he fell down uncontrollably in front of Xie Yu's eyes.

Xie Yu looked at him in horror, and hurriedly hugged him before he fell to the ground.

The panic in those eyes could no longer be contained.

Song Qingming wanted to say something to Xie Yu, but he couldn't hold on anymore, so he closed his eyes heavily...

"Even if it's only once, as long as it's enough, let me enter Youdu and meet him..."

Song Qingming heard a very sad voice, and tried his best to lower his posture, just seeking an impossible opportunity.

He wanted to call out the name of the owner of the voice, but at an important moment, he suddenly opened his eyes and woke up.

Something stuck in my throat, sad.

Song Qingming touched his cheek, and what he touched were warm tears.

He frowned and sat up, looking strangely at the tears on his fingertips.

What did you dream about just now?Why are you crying?

The door was pushed open, and Wen Hexiu walked in with a basin of water. Seeing Song Qingming sitting up, he was a little surprised: "Mr. Song is awake!"

She called Song Qingming's memory back.

I hit a ghost, choked my neck, cast a curse, and finally fainted.

Song Qingming looked at Wen Hexiu and asked, "Madam Zheng, where is Xie Yu?"

Wen Hexiu was soaking and wringing out a clean veil, handed it to Song Qingming and said, "Young Master Xie said he wants to go out to check some things, please let me take care of you."

It must be to investigate Zhou Huai's affairs!Thinking about it, Song Qingming hurriedly got up.

Wen Hexiu hurriedly stopped him: "What is Mr. Song doing?"

"I'm going to find Xie Yu."

"The doctor said that you need to rest now, and you should not walk around. You should lie down quickly."

Song Qingming felt that there was nothing serious about him, he was in no pain, and he was more energetic, so he said, "It's okay, I'm fine now."

Wen Hexiu still wanted to persuade him, but Song Qingming had already pulled off his coat, put it on, and walked out.

Walking down the street, he inquired about Zhou Huai all the way, and found Xie Yu by the way.

Siliang is not small, Xie Yu ran out to find someone alone, probably three days would not be enough.

After asking all the way, Song Qingming found that this matter was more difficult than he thought.

No one knew Zhou Huai.

He couldn't help but start guessing wildly, what if the person the female ghost is looking for is no longer in Siliang City?

Worried, his wrist slid across his waist and touched something.

Song Qingming looked down and saw that it was the sachet given to him by Xie Yu earlier.

He didn't like wearing a sachet, so after Xie Yu gave it to him, although he didn't throw it away, he never wore it either.

Now it's on his waist, presumably Xie Yu put it on for him when he was unconscious.

He hesitated for a moment, thought about it, but still didn't take it off.

Looking up again, Song Qingming saw a very familiar person.

The woman in pink was looking at the hairpin seriously in front of a certain stall.

Song Qingming immediately recognized that this was the woman who had a tryst with someone in the Yinluo King Temple yesterday.

Thinking of the jade pendant that the dog gave him last night, he quickly groped around to find it, and then hurried forward.

Song Qingming: "Girl, I wonder if this is your jade pendant?"

Hearing this, the woman glanced at the jade pendant in his hand and shook her head: "It's not mine."

The woman was about to leave, Song Qingming hurriedly stopped her, and asked a little strangely: "Isn't this yours? But yesterday I was in the Yinluo King Temple, and I clearly saw your purse..."

Before he finished speaking, the woman's face froze, she raised her eyes to look at him, she seemed to recognize Song Qingming, raised her eyebrows slightly and said, "So it's you, you control your mouth, if you dare to talk nonsense, I'll find someone to tear your mouth apart!"

The woman finished speaking viciously, and then strode away.

Song Qingming thought, this woman and her lover are really a couple.

But looking at her like that, she really doesn't know the pattern on the jade pendant, that purse from yesterday...

Is it that man?

Song Qingming turned around quickly, trying to ask the woman to find out the identity of the man from yesterday, so that he could return the jade pendant.

The woman's footsteps were fast, and she had already turned into an alley. Song Qingming hurriedly chased after her, but when she chased her, she saw a few tall and powerful men in the alley, carrying a sack on the carriage behind them. No one else.

Because of what happened last night, Song Qingming shivered when he saw the sack.

I muttered strangely in my heart, this woman's footsteps are really fast, and she disappeared after a while.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, the sacks on the carriage made a 'whoop' sound.

Song Qingming paused, isn't that the woman's voice just now?

The tall men also heard the sound, walked towards the sack, and looked around to see if anyone else saw it.

Song Qingming quickly hid aside, leaning his back against the wall, listening to the sounds in the alley.

After a few blows with the stick, the woman let out a muffled grunt and then there was no movement, followed by the movement of the carriage moving forward.

Song Qingming lay on the wall and peeked at the direction of the carriage.

Should I follow up and find a way to save her, or should I pretend I didn't see it?