"Ahhhhhh! It was Yin Ruoxu who harmed us! Why didn't he die! I want him to be buried with me! I want him to pay for his blood with blood!" The ghost screamed, blood flowing from his mouth, nose, ears and eyes, his makeup was blurred, and his pale skin faded, leaving only a charred corpse.
The corpse looked at everyone, and suddenly, like a puppet with its strings cut, it regained consciousness and began to laugh. Its voice was no longer as clear as before, but like sandpaper rubbing against a tabletop, making people feel inexplicably depressed and uncomfortable, "sha... yu..."
A tear slid down her charred face, and she seemed to feel relieved, "Let it go..."
Unlike the ferocious look just now, his face showed a very gentle expression.
These were her last words.
Shark? Killer fish? Silly fish
Let it go
What does it mean
Everyone was confused by this sentence.
However, the farce was finally settled.
"Ahhh what kind of monster is this!" Tang Murou woke up and saw the corpse on the ground. She fainted again.
Everyone: “…”
"Let's go." Yin Buqi put away his sword, took Jiang Niannian's hand and prepared to leave.
Yin Ci stood there without moving.
Jiang Ziyou said, "Brother, it's time to go. We haven't heard from you for three days, and Master will be worried."
"I, I have something I want to understand..." Yin Ci said awkwardly behind him: "My father won't really..."
Song Shi interrupted him sarcastically: "If you want to know the truth, just search his soul. Why are you being so shy?"
A cultivator said, "If you want to use the soul-searching technique, your cultivation must be above the Void Refining Stage. Among us, the only one above the Void Refining Stage is... Yin Buqi."
“Brother Yin…” Yin Ci looked up and met Yin Buqi’s eyes.
The red pupils were bottomless, carrying with them a chilling indifference and contempt.
He probably won't help.
Yin Ci slowly restrained his expression, lowered his head and walked out, but was stopped by a pair of hands.
"Don't you want to search my soul? What are you going to do after you leave?"
"Brother Yin!" Yin Ci shouted in surprise, throwing himself into his arms and yelling uncontrollably.
"Get away, you're making so much noise." Yin Buqi pushed him away impatiently, slowly squatted down, and lightly touched the forehead of the corpse with his cold fingertips.
After a dizzying moment, the truths of the past came into my mind one by one.
…
A long, long time ago, in Qinghe Town, the river water was clear and the river was full of green flowers.
It always rains on both sides of the river, soaking your clothes and creating a light mist. The houses on both sides of the river were not as old as they are now, with red doors painted with gold and willows planted in front of the doors.
A young girl in a light yellow dress sat by the stream, combing her fluffy hair in front of a mirror. Then she took out her white jade flute and began to play a little tune.
She is 90% similar to Jiang Niannian, but more gentle than Jiang Niannian. After all, she is a girl raised in a water town and is very beautiful.
The saying "The woman beside the wine shop is like the moon, and her white wrists are covered with frost and snow" is not an exaggeration.
It was exactly what the evil spirit looked like when it was alive.
The clear water river in the town flows day after day, where women wash clothes and children play in the water.