The woman wiped her eyes and asked in disbelief, "Xiao Yin?"
Qiao Xiyin pointed at herself, "Are you calling me?"
But she came closer, and her slightly trembling fingers fell on her face, as if she wanted to see more clearly, "Qiao Xiyin, is your name Qiao Xiyin?"
this
Qiu Yan obviously knew.
However, he had already walked quickly into the room with his math book in hand and did not stay here for too long.
Seeing Qiao Xiyin nodding, the woman pointed at herself, crying and laughing, "It's great that you are still alive."
Qiu Yan had always been taciturn, and she was still puzzled. He suddenly asked her what she wanted that old photo for when he went home during the Qingming Festival. He even went through the boxes and cabinets to find a lot of group photos.
Now, she finally knew why.
On the dining table, the woman placed four sets of bowls and chopsticks and sat across from Qiao Xiyin and He Yunchao.
Qiu Yan hasn't come out yet.
These were not the only people eating dinner, but due to special circumstances, she sent everyone else to another hospital.
The woman's smile was gentle and kind, "I hugged you when you were little."
The Qiu family, a huge family, is a family of metaphysics. The descendant of this generation is Qiu Yan, and the woman is the previous generation.
"Qiu" is a symbol of their family. Anyone with the surname "Qiu" must inherit metaphysics according to the rules.
The woman was not an only child; she had a brother who was two years older than her. The two have practiced Xuanmen arts together since childhood. Her grades were average, but her brother was very good. He passed the exam in the village, went all the way to the city, became the top scorer in the provincial college entrance examination, went from the highest university in the country to study abroad, and worked in an international company.
His horizons broadened step by step, and he was no longer enthusiastic about metaphysics. He cut off contact with his family and refused to pass on the family's metaphysics. After he had a child, his daughter did not take his surname, but took his wife's surname of Qiao. .
The woman opened her hand to Qiao Xiyin, and in her palm lay a yellowed old photo. It was a group photo of a family of three. The young girl smiled brightly, like a bright sunflower.
The face is hers.
Qiao Xiyin touched her face. The woman on the right was mature and gentle. Her current profile was very similar to hers.
"Everyone in the family is ashamed of my brother. I am the only one who has kept in touch with him privately. Even Xiaoyan has never met his family," the woman said with a smile, "I have seen your photos. Brother in elementary school, junior high school, and high school. They were all shared with me.”
Therefore, when she saw Qiao Xiyin, she was sure that she would not admit her mistake.
She had seen photos of Qiao Xiyin when she was in high school. She was almost identical to the girl standing in front of her.
but.
The woman looked at her, with a tearful smile still on her face, "What form are you standing in front of me now?"
Perhaps it was retribution for his brother's betrayal of Xuanmen. Their family of three was involved in a car accident, and the news was that no one survived.
The family buried them with tears. Now two years later, this sad thing has been suppressed in their hearts, and no one wants to mention it anymore.
While talking, Qiu Yan had already walked out of the room and shook the mathematics book "Soul" in his hand.
He Yunchao narrowed his eyes slightly.
The person in front of me is actually related to Qiao Xiyin by blood. I don't know if he is a cousin or a cousin.
He seemed to know the truth. Thinking about it this way, his care for Qiao Xiyin now seemed natural.
This is really an unexpected situation.
The woman stared blankly at the math book, tears falling down uncontrollably, "No wonder, no wonder. Brother, brother, he actually did this."
Moving souls is a forbidden technique, and there is only one method, which is to exchange souls for souls.
Qiao Xiyin is dead, but her father used his soul in exchange for her survival. However, he did not have enough faith, so the soul exchange was half successful. She survived in the human world in the form of half human and half soul.
As for her mother
You can only change your soul once. They gave her every chance of survival at the last critical moment.
Qiao Xiyin lowered her eyelashes in silence.
It turns out that this is the truth that the original owner has been searching for. If I had known the truth earlier, I shouldn't have looked for it. What she was more curious about was, in the original plot, what kind of regret would Qiu Yan feel when he knew that he had personally killed the cousin that his uncle had sacrificed his life for
Fortunately, he finally discovered the truth in advance.
"Qiao Xiyin," Qiu Yan called her, "come here."
Qiao Xiyin stood up.
He Yunchao originally wanted to go in with her, but after considering many issues and the blood relationship between the two, he still didn't follow her.
He continued to chat with the woman and listened to her talk about the past.
Qiu Yan took her to the courtyard behind the house.
It was dark at night, so he lit eight small lamps and arranged them in a Bagua formation. The flame of the small lamp is still a faint blue, flickering on and off, like the guiding light from hell.
"This is the resurrecting lamp," Qiu Yan explained. "I opened the formation and let in the ghosts that were blocked. Next, you can use these ghosts to restore your body."
How can one little devil be enough? He suddenly remembered that Qiao Xiyin's special physique is the best help now.
His expression was complicated. When he met Qiao Xiyin's bright eyes, he was still confused, "Why can you survive the disaster?"
This is an era of the end of the Dharma. Not to mention cultivating immortals, even the Xuanmen generation has declined. There are descendants of the family, but most of them are like their uncles, who have no intention of passing on the family's skills after leaving home, resulting in the loss of mystical skills.
Coupled with the declining spiritual energy of the world, it becomes even more unsuitable for cultivation. Mysterious skills are okay, and those talismans can still be practiced. If you want to survive the tribulation and become an immortal, you may not see one in dozens or even hundreds of years. The existing ones are already immortals who existed thousands of years ago.
Because they have not kept up with the times, most of them are unwilling to go outside. Even the secluded mountains have been developed into tourist attractions, disturbed by countless tourists, and gradually disappeared.
Therefore, it is even more unbelievable that there are people who have survived the tribulation, or they are ghosts.
The little girl in front of her still looked cute and innocent, with a harmless smile. "I didn't know that there was an immortal from another world who chose this world to lend me his body, saying that he would help to overcome the disaster. I agreed."
This was half true and half false. At most, it was just a compliment to herself, and she was not a fairy, but a devil.
Qiu Yan didn't ask again. Qiao Xiyin has already answered that it is his own business to believe it or not.
Since she has the protection of an immortal, that's the best thing. I think the probability of success in resurrecting the soul will be higher.
"Let's start," Qiu Yan said, "stand in the middle of the Bagua diagram."
Qiao Xiyin nodded.
When she stepped on the position where the yin and yang fish were touching each other, the Bagua picture drawn under her feet suddenly rotated, and eight strands of blue flames gathered into a bunch and rushed towards the night sky.
Countless ferocious faces appeared in the bright flames. Men, women, old and young, died in different ways and had different expressions. They all bared their teeth and claws, flashed blood-red eyes, and wanted to take Qiao Xiyin's life.
"So many ghosts"
Qiao Xiyin sighed softly, "What a pity."
If her younger brother, the Ghost King, was here, how could these ghosts dare to touch her? She still remembered that when she went to the ghost world, the ghosts didn't even dare to form a body when they saw her. They didn't know where they were hiding before she came. It is said that rumors came from nowhere, saying that the devil always likes to catch ghosts to practice cultivation, so when those ghosts see her, they are like seeing wild beasts.
It's not like now, everyone is as vicious as they want, wishing to tear her apart.
Outside the formation, Qiu Yan saw that the little girl's aura had completely changed.
Her face was still the same, but her smile was more careless. She raised her hands lightly, and she didn't even see clearly how she acted. It seemed like countless sharp blades came through the air and tore the besieging ghosts into pieces.
Is that the immortal she was talking about
The power of immortals is so powerful
There was a lot of movement in the courtyard.
He Yunchao took the woman's words calmly, "I know."
His mind had long been attracted by the movement in the courtyard. Fortunately, there was a system that could explain the situation to him at any time, so he felt relieved a little.
He trusted Qiao Xiyin's ability.
He didn't know how powerful Qiao Xiyin was, but he knew that what she had was far more than what she showed. As for the Demon King, his innocence and harmlessness are just outward appearances.
The woman closed her eyes and said, "Xiao Yin can survive. My brother and sister-in-law have known about it, so they should be happy."
"Yeah." He Yunchao said softly.
"The food is cold, why don't you eat it?" The woman smiled helplessly and picked up the plate, "I'll heat it up."
He Yunchao stopped her, "Wait until they come back."
The flames outside the window gradually died down.
The door was pushed open and two people walked in one after the other. Qiao Xiyin placed the math book in front of He Yunchao's desk, "It seems to be burnt."
That fire was not a real fire, but a ghost fire. It could not harm human things like mathematics books. It was only the fire that burned her soul, and she was still alive at the time, that a corner of her math book was burned.
"It's okay." He smiled gently and touched her head, "It's done."
Qiao Xiyin nodded and said in a brisk tone, "Let's eat."
He smiled and said "Okay."
Qiu Yan used the teleportation talisman to take the two of them back to the hotel.
It was less than eight o'clock at that time, and the students from the social practice had not returned yet. The group was really lively. It was obvious that they were attending classes, but many students were secretly fishing.
Qiao Xiyin took two days off, meditated in her room, and finally recovered her health before she decided to go out to play with her classmates.
Next, is to wait for the second thunder tribulation.
The thunder tribulation was over, and it was time for her to leave this world.
At that time, He Yunchao turned over the calendar and said, "The next legal holiday is Labor Day."
Even if the soul problem is solved now, He Yunchao believes that it is still necessary to take Qiao Xiyin to Grandpa He's place.
The mountain bell where Grandpa He lives in seclusion is beautiful and endowed with immortal energy. It is a good place for cultivation. Moreover, there are many magical weapons in Taoist temples. If we go through the thunder tribulation there, it is better than making a scene in the city for everyone to see.