When the outsiders all left, the door to the basement slammed shut.
In the room, only beating candles illuminated, but a large part of the place is still hidden in darkness.
Tang Qi's body was curled up in the not spacious bronze cauldron, her head bowed, as if she was just sleeping.
When Chen Dongsheng stepped forward and put a necklace adorned with red stones around her neck, Butler Chen was moving the body of the Chen clan lying in the corner. Arrange them in different orientations with their faces down and their necks stuck in the grooves in the slate.
The two were clearly moving, but they didn't make a single sound, as if they were performing a pantomime.
Time passed minute by minute, and at the moment when the minute and hour hands completely overlapped, the inscription on the bronze tripod placed in the center of the slate suddenly glowed dark red.
At the same time, there was a lot of blood on the necks of the people who were placed around by Butler Chen, and the blood slowly flowed down the groove to the middle.
Chen Dongsheng stood indifferently in front of the bronze cauldron, lowered his head, and watched the blood slowly rise up in the cauldron.
He took out a thin and special piece of paper from his arms, and according to the records on it, he seriously threw the same thing into the tripod.
What was thrown in was five-colored soil, an ancient-looking jade pendant, a strand of hair tied up with a red rope, and even a curled baby skeleton. Chen Dongsheng put dozens of things in it, and finally stopped.
Those things were thrown into the bronze cauldron in the same way, and the blood inside began to boil after touching those things. Tang Qi, who was immersed in the blood, was covered with inscriptions that were exactly the same as those on the bronze cauldron.
Those inscriptions gradually turned from blood red to black, and the blood in the tripod began to slowly subside.
At this moment, Chen Dongsheng took out another transparent stone, and there seemed to be a golden liquid flowing inside. As soon as the stone appeared, the blood in the copper tripod boiled violently again, as if eager to swallow the stone.
After Chen Dongsheng threw the stone in, Tang Qi's body, who was originally in the tripod, suddenly trembled violently.
Slowly, she opened her eyes.
At the same time as she opened her eyes, it suddenly rained heavily in Fenglin City. The dark clouds formed in an instant, and thunder and lightning pierced the sky and slashed down fiercely.
Even in the basement, you can still hear the sound of thunder like punishment.
The whole house was shaking, and the roof made an overwhelmed creaking sound, but Chen Dongsheng turned a deaf ear, staring at the person in the bronze tripod without blinking. He half-knelt in front of the bronze cauldron, put his hand on the edge of the cauldron, and called out softly, "Ashu..."
Butterfly-like eyelashes trembled slightly, and the eyes without focus gradually recovered.
The person who suddenly woke up couldn't hide his surprise when he saw Chen Dongsheng, "Dongsheng?"
More words seemed to be no longer needed. Chen Dongsheng just stared at him blankly, and touched her cheek with a trembling hand, his voice erratic as if from the sky, "You finally woke up, I've been waiting for you for so many years."
After waking up from Tang Qi's body, the woman named Ash listened to his words and felt her heart throb. Even if time flies, she still remembers that before her last death, she promised the man in front of her that she would definitely find him and accompany him in the next life.
Unfortunately, she didn't do it. He was left alone, wandering in this lonely world.
"You..." Ash wanted to say more, but Chen Dongsheng raised his hand and covered her eyes.
His gentle voice sounded in his ears, "Go to sleep, talk about it when you wake up."
Soon, Ashu closed his eyes just as Chen Dongsheng hoped, and fell asleep.
Around them, dozens of shriveled corpses were placed in a row. They lost their souls, lost their blood, and now completely lost their lives.
But Steward Chen, who was healthy before, had a pale face, leaning against the wall, and fell to the ground.
His face was covered in sweat, and he was breathing heavily, but his eyes were greedily looking at the person who was carried out of the bronze cauldron by Chen Dongsheng.
"Miss is alive." Butler Chen muttered to himself.
Chen Dongsheng placed Ashu on the white marble platform behind the bronze tripod, and after hearing Butler Chen's words, he said in a cold tone, "Don't call her Miss, she is no longer Chen Shu."
Butler Chen listened to Chen Dongsheng's words, and withdrew his gaze reluctantly, and said softly, "Yeah, Miss Chen's relationship with the Chen family has long since been broken. Now it's time to call her Tang Shu." He got up, clutched his chest, coughed continuously, spitting out blood, but he didn't care at all and said with a smile: "But no matter how it changes, the same blood is always flowing in the body of Miss and I."
This time, Chen Dongsheng did not refute.
Because Ashu belonged to the Chen family in the last life, the blood of the Chen family is needed to resurrect her. But her soul has been reincarnated in the Tang family in this life. She was supposed to be the granddaughter of Butler Chen in this life. Unfortunately, the series of accidents prevented her from being born safely.
The piece of paper that he had held in his hand had fallen to the ground crumpled. At the end of the paper, it was written - blood relatives, life for life.
Even if it is the Wu Fang that has been passed down for thousands of years, it can bring people back to life, but the price to be paid will only be more and not less.
The resurrection of a person is bound to be accompanied by the death of countless people, and this is the price for the return of the dead.
The shaking of the basement had stopped for some time, the thunder had also disappeared, and everything was calm again.
Chen Dongsheng took off his clothes and put it on Ashu, then leaned over and picked her up from the table, and walked towards the door.
Butler Chen was still standing against the wall, and now he didn't even have the strength to move his fingers. The vision in front of him became blurred, and he knew that his life was coming to an end.
He lived for a long time, and he was very tired. He waited all these years just to watch the young lady return to the world safely. Now, the wish has finally come true, and it is time for him to leave.
"Patriarch, please don't let the young lady know any news about me. I should have died with her in my last life, instead of lingering on."
Chen Dongsheng paused slightly when he heard the words, "Don't worry, she won't know."
"Please take good care of Miss."
"I will."
The closed door opened, and a smell of soil mixed with grass poured into the basement. The dazzling sunlight poured in, completely dispelling the darkness.
Chen Dongsheng walked into the sunlight, the door behind him was closed again after he left, and the darkness would be buried with the secret.
A sudden thunderstorm at noon woke Tang Susu from her nap. After waking up, she had been standing by the window, looking at a certain place outside the window.
The thunder and lightning in that direction seemed to be extremely dense, and even listening to the thunder from a distance was terrifying.
Tang Susu looked in that direction, always restless, as if something she didn't know was happening.