Dai Luan couldn't understand what this meant. Isn’t Xie Huayao still fine? She could move, talk, and respond to their every word, so why was she dead?
"...Resurrection Pill?"
Shanhai looked at her scar and asked as if he thought of something. Dai Luan roared angrily:
"Who did it?! Wu Yuangui, She Ji, or someone else? Tell us!"
"Wait a minute..." Shan Hai stopped her and turned around, with unspeakable sadness in his eyes, "Miss Yao... I'm afraid she hanged herself."
"How is it possible?"
"The strangle marks...are only the first half of the circle. If she was strangled to death, the marks on both sides will spread further, and the marks of strangulation by others are usually horizontal. Besides, she didn't look like she struggled, otherwise except for the horizontal marks There are many marks on her neck from scratching with her fingernails, but she didn’t.”
"But, she doesn't have any nails. Did they fall off when she was caught on the rope..."
"Many voodoo techniques also use hair and nails. Judging from the blood marks on her hands, she must have been removed after she had been dead for a long time and the blood had coagulated."
"She can obviously - can, move, recognize us, and reply to our words."
"So they probably added the powder of the Soul Resurrection Pill to the medicine, or a similar prescription... What we are responding to now is just an afterimage, an illusion. Miss Yao, I'm rude."
After saying that, Shanhai reached out his hand and tried to feel around her neck. Not only was the strangulation mark shocking, it also felt like a deep ravine. The skin has become stiff, and it is really hopeless to say the least.
"The art of controlling corpses...is something like this." Xie Huayao muttered on the ground.
"Do they...fail?" Shan Hai asked, "You shouldn't have retained your self-awareness, even if it was such an illusion of life. They probably wanted to use you to disrupt Liangqiu's mind tactically. "
Xie Huayao said nothing. Shanhai lamented and asked her how long the medicine would last.
"I don't know." She said, "It turns bright and dark, then dark and bright again. Every day I talk to myself...in order to meet each other, I can speak complete words. Sometimes it is not so complete. I think this medicine has about the effect of It’s going to disappear.”
"I can feel it...sometimes you speak normally, and sometimes you can't form sentences."
Shanhai walked over, helped her up, and slowly brought her back to the bed. Dai Luan followed. For some reason, she obviously felt a little more relaxed, but the strange lights and shadows around her didn't disappear. She hoped to return to normal quickly, lest the light would attract bad guys. It was late at night, and the moonlight extended inward, shining on Xie Huayao's face, which was lying on the bed, making her look very pale.
She grabbed Shan Hai's sleeve and didn't let go.
"If you have anything else, just ask - do you want to see Liang Qiu? She is not with us. Originally, she came to see you... Why don't you let Aluan wait here while I go..."
"No." She shook her head, "Don't call her. I have something to do, one last thing."
"But it doesn't matter."
"kill me."
"What?"
It's not that Shan Hai didn't hear clearly, but it was incredible. Firstly, it is this requirement, and secondly, I am confused about how to fulfill this requirement. After all, how can a dead person die again?
"You mean, let your last consciousness dissipate?"
"Yes. Burn me... After my consciousness is cut off, the poisonous insects in my body will come out. Seal it with peach wood... Or just keep me in the fire, stand far away, and no one can get close to me. Will be... Also, don't let her see me like this, absolutely not..."
The two of them felt unspeakably sad. They knew that the "she" here naturally refers to Mu Wan. And this scene always gives them a familiar feeling. At that time, when the two of them came to Xueyan Valley with Mu Wan for the first time, she also paid attention to her appearance so as not to make her senior brothers and sisters feel that she was not living a good life outside. Now Xie Huayao is the same. He will never let his close relatives see such a miserable side of him, lest she feel uncomfortable.
"I see."
Shanhai nodded. He opened his hand to Aluan and motioned for her to give him the sword. Dai Luan held the broken sword and refused to let go, shaking her head desperately. He sighed helplessly and said:
"Of course I'm not happy about it. I don't want to give up either. I also... can't help it."
"No, no." Dai Luan still refused to let go, "If you ascetics kill someone, it will affect the path to immortality..."
"This is not killing, it is ferrying people. Miss Ayao is already dead. Besides, my ambition is not to become a fairy... but to live in the common world."
"Then I'll come to ferry you!"
"you?"
Shan Hai opened his eyes in surprise. Dai Luan has never even killed a chicken, let alone stabbed a person with a sword. At least it was once human.
"I come."
Dai Luan was clearly determined, and she agreed with Shan Hai's statement from the bottom of her heart. If this was really a good thing, she would be willing to do it. But Shanhai was still a little worried. He glanced at Xie Huayao, whose eyes were empty, but she didn't say anything.
"...Okay, here you go." He took a deep breath, "Remember, it's not the heart that needs to be pierced, but the center of the chest. Do you know the Zhongdantian?"
"I have studied medicine, why don't I know this?"
Dai Luan held the sword in both hands and said this, but her hands were trembling. She tried to calm herself down and recalled the bone-cutting swordsmanship that Shui Wujun once taught her. But it wasn't right, this wasn't killing people, it was saving people... She tried hard to think about the technique of using the knife that Lord Ruyue had told her and demonstrated to her.
Those lights that never disappeared were a little warmer, as if they had been waiting for this moment for a long time. The light even intensified the flow, like an untouchable hot spring flowing through the whole body, flowing between his fingers and the edge of the sword. She adjusted her posture, raised her sword, and looked at Xie Huayao with calm eyebrows. Her eyes were closed, but because there were no eyeballs, they looked shrunken and hung dry on them, unable to be completely closed.
She seemed to be asleep, but not peacefully.
The knife didn't look like it had penetrated a person, but a piece of dead wood. It is hard and brittle, and sometimes encounters obstacles from fibers. In the end, the sword sank into her body. Soon, thin black and red smoke began to emit from the place of contact, and wisps continued. The smoke had a special fragrance, but they didn't dare to smell it. For some reason, sparks began to appear from her body, like they appeared when blacksmithing, or a special kind of fireworks. Dai Luan was so frightened that she wanted to let go, but in the end she didn't. She gripped the sword tightly and pressed it inside. Suddenly a section of flame burst out, and she jumped away reflexively. Shanhai grabbed her arm and pulled her outward.
"Come on, the house is going to burn down."
"B-but the sword——"
"Life is at stake!"
He rarely gets angry, so when he gets a little more aggressive, Dai Luan has nothing to say. She hurried out following Shanhai, and the fire quickly spread and danced wantonly in the empty house. The charms affixed to the glass were probably fireproof, and they were unscathed even when the inside burned brightly. Those characters were illuminated. Shan Hai glanced over and read them quickly. Dai Luan also looked at that. Xie Huayao stood up in the red light, twisting his body irregularly, as if being twisted together by invisible giant hands. Her hamstrings were clearly severed, probably because the bugs in her body wanted to come out and scurry around in her body. There was a sword stuck in her body, and Dai Luan watched the sword gradually turn into dust in the fire. At the same time, her figure slowly collapsed.
The whole house was on fire, and the heart-rending inhuman scream that came out of it at first had faded and was now a small grinding sound. It was like something scratching the door panel, or a slight impact with a blunt object - it was definitely not a sound that humans could make. Even when the sound completely disappeared, the fire didn't go out, but it didn't spread either. The deep dark purple halo overflowed with curls of smoke, like a long staircase leading into the night.
"A Luan..." Shan Hai looked at her, his eyebrows furrowed, "Your hands..."
"……ah?"
Dai Luan made a slightly changed voice. She glanced down at her hands, and those glimmers of light were still there. They turned into dots, like tiny fireflies, wrapping around her entire arm. She felt that her hands were very light and she could lift them without any effort. But her heart was obviously heavy and she had no strength no matter what she did.
Lin Shanhai stopped talking. What he didn't tell Aluan was that for a moment, the outline of the crescent moon seemed to appear in her eyes, just like the six paths of impermanence. He originally thought it was the firelight reflected in her eyes from the burning house, but when she turned her head, the golden touch was still there, staying for a short while before disappearing.
It's about the power awakened by that little soul fragment. Either important or insignificant.
No one knows.
"..."
Although it only happened for a moment, Lord Xueyue's unusual expression still caught Tang He's attention. But he didn't care, he only cared about how to deal with the matters at hand.
"That girl finally fell asleep." Tang He pinched the bridge of his nose, "Children are really troublesome."
"ah……"
"ah?"
When Lord Xueyue came back to his senses, the light in his eyes became a little brighter. In the past, he would make a few mocking remarks as soon as he came up, but now he didn't say anything, but hesitated for a while, probably thinking about other things. Then he raised the corner of his mouth and said jokingly:
"What, your sister is not a child? Is she the only one in the world who is not in trouble?"
"Tang Yu has always been very well-behaved. And I don't feel anything similar to her in that child."
"Of course you can't see the similarity in souls."
"What were you thinking about?"
Tang He asked anyway, not just out of curiosity. Now every word and every expression of Lord Kutsutsuki is crucial to his actions. He may still need to compromise, and compromise for a long time. Lord Xueyue is an annoying person. He always tells you that there is hope in everything, but it is elusive and hard to find. When you are about to give up, he will bring out some light and tempt you to take another step into the abyss.
Just go, just go. All this is for...
"Although there is no need to tell you, it's okay to say it." Lord Xueyue laughed again, "I feel the resonance of the soul of the person named Dai Luan - the reincarnation of the previous Lord Xueyue. Although it is only a slight one. Lu, but this girl also needs to be more careful. It doesn’t matter to me, but to you...well, sooner or later you and them will come to a point where swords are facing each other."
"It doesn't matter."
