"The half of the Book of Heaven was taken away."
Chen Ling suddenly looked at me and said firmly: "You still have your own mission. You must not let the two heavenly books be combined into one and fall into the hands of people with evil intentions."
"None of this matters anymore."
I looked at Chen Ling, shook my head, and said desperately.
If she is gone, what does all this mean to me?
"You have to know that I am just a passer-by to you, not your whole life. You still have your own way to go."
Chen Ling's eyes were moist as he said this.
Moreover, her eyes had begun to look hollow, and her face had turned completely pale. She felt as if she had reached the point where she had run out of fuel.
"The person who took away half of the Book of Heaven is a descendant of the Yin and Yang lineage. I can only... deduce his location... three hundred miles west of Yong'an. ....."
Chen Ling spoke intermittently, but before he finished speaking, he stopped abruptly.
Then her whole body went completely limp.
"Chen Ling..."
I hugged her quickly, and my eyes were already filled with blood.
"There must be another way, there must be."
I looked like I was crazy, so I quickly picked up the soul-calling flag from the table, kneaded the hand and chanted a spell, and cast a spell to gather Chen Ling's nearly scattered soul.
Immediately afterwards, the soul-calling flag in my hand began to tremble slightly, which showed that her soul was very weak, but it was indeed gathered by me.
I quickly rushed downstairs with the soul-calling flag, then ran to the yard, opened the soul-burial coffin and put the soul-calling flag in my hand.
This coffin has many magical features. Burying Chen Ling's soul in it should be able to keep her spirit alive.
Sure enough, as soon as the soul-calling flag was buried in the coffin, the flag immediately began to tremble, and it was obviously more powerful than before.
It seems that this method is feasible, at least it can keep Chen's soul alive.
But how can we bring her back to life?
I think this must not be an easy thing, but I must let her live, and I must let her live.
If I can make her soul linger, then I can definitely find a way to increase her lifespan and bring her back to life.
As long as there is a glimmer of hope, I will not give up.
Because it’s better to have a glimmer of hope than complete despair.
I let out a long sigh, then lit a cigarette, sat next to the coffin and smoked silently.
Just now Chen Ling said that the person who took away half of the Book of Heaven was a descendant of the Yin and Yang lineage.
If this is the case, doesn't it mean that the descendants of the Yin and Yang line have not been cut off, but have been passed down?
Moreover, this person also set up such a big trap, and after all his efforts, he finally got the entire Book of Heaven.
This is really a long process. The golden cicada sheds its shell and draws out the fuel from the bottom of the cauldron. This plan has been brewing for thirty years.
I simply can't imagine what kind of patience this requires?
It may not be important to take away the Book of Heaven, but the other party drove Chen Ling into the ghost gate, causing her to almost lose her soul. This completely stepped on my bottom line.
"Three hundred miles west of Yong'an."
I nodded, and then put out the cigarette butt in my hand.
If you challenge my bottom line, you have to bear my anger.
It's time to settle all the accounts of the soaring situation in Huilong Town, the deaths of Ma Huaiping and Zuo Yin.
There are also the grievances and grievances between the five branches of Xuanmen for thirty years. This unclear account should be settled.
I stood up and was about to close the coffin lid when I suddenly noticed a small snake as thick as my thumb appeared inside the coffin.
I was stunned for a moment, thinking that the evil dragon had transformed again.
But when I took a closer look, I found that the little snake was green with yellow spots on its body. It was a typical cauliflower snake.
Seeing this, I immediately realized that this was the thing in the temple in Huilong Town, but how did it get into my coffin?
As soon as I thought about it, I understood what was going on.
At that time, Huilong Town was set up with a dangerous pattern as fierce as a dragon rising to the sky. This thing must be in the game and must be implicated.
I think this should be the reason why it became so small. Apparently it suffered heavy damage. At the critical moment, it secretly crawled into the soul-burial coffin, and then I brought it back.
Thinking of this, I reached out and took it out of the coffin.
Now that it's like this, I guess she won't harm anyone anymore, so I might as well let it go.
But after I took this thing out and put it on the ground, it didn't crawl away. Instead, it grew a human face again, the face of that girl, and it kept nodding at me.
"You... don't want to leave?"
I frowned slightly and looked at the human-faced snake with some confusion.
It nodded again and climbed directly into the coffin.
Yes, if it wants to stay in the coffin, that's fine. Anyway, as long as the lid of the coffin is closed, it can't get out.
Thinking of this, I closed the coffin lid directly and carried the coffin to the room on the second floor.
Now that Chen Ling's soul is in this soul-burial coffin, the coffin cannot be too far away from me.
When I went upstairs, I found that both my father and my mother had woken up.
They saw me carrying a coffin upstairs. Although they didn't say anything, they looked a little frightened.
I really didn’t know how to explain this kind of thing to them, so I simply didn’t speak.
The coffin was placed in the room, which looked a bit strange, but I didn't feel scared or repulsive. After all, this coffin carried Chen Ling's soul.
As for Chen Ling's body, he has fallen asleep now. Fortunately, there is nothing wrong with his body. It is just that after the soul is broken, it becomes dull and needs my mother to take care of it.
I sat at the table and smoked a cigarette. Then I took out my pen, ink, cinnabar, etc. and started drawing spells, paper flags and the like.
These are all things that need to be used next. The descendants of the Yin and Yang line have set up such a big situation, and their means and abilities must not be underestimated, so I must be adequately prepared.
These things alone take a whole night to prepare.
The next day, I went outside to cut some bamboo. When I came back, I cut the bamboo neatly and made it into a flagpole, and glued all the painted paper flags on it.
Everything was ready, it was already noon.
My mother had already prepared lunch, and I ate something casually. Then I briefly told my father and my mother that I was going on a long trip, and then I carried the coffin and went out directly.
My mother hesitated to speak several times during this period, but in the end she didn't ask anything.
My father, on the other hand, maintained his usual silence, but kept frowning. Obviously they both felt that something might have happened at home.
But fortunately, none of them asked.
After leaving the door, I roughly identified the direction, and then walked directly towards the west of Yong'an County.
Where is the place three hundred miles away in this direction? Frankly speaking, I really don’t know, but when I get to the place, I will surely find out.
