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Everyone gathered around Qian Xi and saw him browsing the classics and writing furiously. But after a moment, Tu Qi Fu suddenly stood up and said that he had found a divination technique called "Spring of Blood and Asking Spirits". He handed the copied part to Murong Yan, and then said: "Although this method is not difficult: mix the blood of the seeker with the blood of the witch, and then drip it into the blood stone of the copper bell. If there is a response, he will The copper bell was placed in the clear water, and the witch drank it, and then rang the bell according to the rhythm, making the witch fall into a half-dream and half-awake state. But..." After saying this, Qian Xi looked at Murong Yan with a solemn expression.
Murong Yan finished reading the note handed over by Gan Xi and said to everyone: "Although this technique has good effects, it has endless consequences! If the possessed soul has other intentions, the host's body may go crazy or die. Since it was recorded, several There are countless stories about it. Later generations will forget it intentionally for some reason. If it is not an important matter, it will never be used. "
After the others heard this, they were all shocked. Bai Feng and Qian Xi tried their best to persuade Murong Yan, but the latter had a solemn expression. Although she did not speak a word, she seemed to have made up her mind.
Zhao Xiaomei knew how stubborn Murong Yan was. Not long ago, when she contracted malaria and was paralyzed in the military camp, it was she who escaped from detention regardless of life and death and went alone to collect good medicine for the disease in the wilderness and dense forest surrounded by hidden sentries. It can be seen that once she decides to do something, she will not give up easily, but... after thinking about it, the younger sister still couldn't help but express her concern to Murong Yan and said: "Sister Murong, it's better not to take this risk. !”
"That's right! If you have any shortcomings, Mr. Bai will definitely not be happy!" Ajuan took off yesterday's Han Chinese clothes and changed into his own Miao clothes, saying calmly at the side.
"You guys..." Murong Yan each stretched out a hand for the two girls to hold, hesitating for a moment. He nodded and lowered his eyebrows, squinting at Bai Feng. Seeing that the other person shook his head, he turned his eyes to the string of copper bells in his hand, and fell into silence again.
Zhao Kuo saw that it was difficult to make a decision in this situation, so he showed his heroic spirit and said decisively: "Miss Murong, you can look for someone anytime, but beautiful women are not always available! Brother Bai once warned me: 'A hundred years of cultivation can lead to crossing in the same boat, and a thousand years of cultivation can lead to sleeping together'. If you lose your life because of taking this risk, it will be worthless!" After saying this, they looked at Bai Feng at the same time, and the two of them nodded to each other in tacit understanding.
Mei Niang and Qian Xi looked at each other, seemingly moved by those words. They held each other's hands tightly and pursed their lips and smiled slightly. Bai Feng also tried to hold Murong Yan's hand and force her forward. Zhao Xiaomei wisely gave up her position and returned to her brother's side, looking slightly lonely.
"Yan'er..." Bai Feng gently raised the other person's jade hand in order to respond. The latter glanced at him and retracted his hand.
"Brother Feng, I have decided!" Murong Yan looked at Tong Ling and continued: "This is not just for Brother Feng... The blood stone that responded seems to have been calling me. This feeling, from what I just said After the blood dripped, it started..."
Bai Feng had followed this mysterious girl all the way, and had seen many strange things, and he was convinced of this false theory. Seeing that the other party was so determined, I had no choice but to accept it and made an agreement that if something went wrong, I would wake him up immediately. Then he and Murong Yan pricked their fingers and dripped blood into the bronze bell that had just reacted. As everyone expected, the copper bell responded instantly and kept ringing. Then she placed it in clear water. The water turned black as if ink had been dissolved. Murong Yan drank it, lay down on the bed over there, and closed her eyes.
"Dingling...Dingling...Dingling..." Bai Feng rang the bell according to the rhythm, fearing that something strange would happen to Murong Yan in front of him, so he was extremely cautious.
After the girl drank the "black water", her mouth was full of blood with a bitter taste, and her mind was already confused. Lying on the bed, after listening to four or five ringings of the bell, I gradually felt that my body was drifting. The existence of everyone around her was wiped out by the darkness, and she was the only one left, waking up in the darkness.
"Where is this?" Murong Yan asked herself. He immediately raised his hands. Go forward in the dark. There was silence all around, and you couldn't even hear your own breathing. The road was so dark and long that the girl gradually lost her way.
"Where... should we go?" Murong Yan stood there and for a moment, she couldn't help but shed tears like a lost child! I thought to myself that since I left my mother, I am like this now, walking alone in the darkness, I don’t know how many tears I have shed and how much suffering I have suffered. In the past, I could still respect my mother's last words and continue to move forward. Now that the "end" has arrived, what will be the way forward?
"Yan'er..." Suddenly, a gentle female voice came from behind: "Yan'er... turn around, you can't see the road ahead if you lower your head and shed tears!"
Murong Yan's heart twitched and she whispered, "Mother?" She turned around immediately.
At this moment of turning around, the originally dark and desolate world suddenly became green and gorgeous. The darkness is like a mirror that has cracked and slowly fallen from its deep embedded state. Behind the mirror, there are green grass, jumping birds, bright sunshine, and a visible road. At the end of the road, a graceful figure was waiting. She stood under a leafless tree, with her back to Murong Yan, standing dignifiedly.
When Murong Yan saw this, she subconsciously raised her steps. Originally it was just one step at a time, moving forward slowly. As the woman in front of him gradually became clearer: her golden hair, red gauze dress, and curly bun came into view. Turbulent memories poured into the girl's heart. After several months, she finally saw the person who loved her most in the world again.
"Mom!" After saying that, Murong Yan ran away quickly and threw herself on the red shadow.
Hongying turned around, gently wiped away the girl's tears, and said: "Yan'er, this day has finally come." Hongying looked at the girl in his arms and saw that she was sobbing, and comforted: "Yan'er, you have already When I grow up, I am no longer the child who cries when he gets lost."
"Mom, Yan'er... Yan'er is so lonely, I really want to fall into your arms again!" Murong Yan cried.
The red shadow stirred up the hair on Murong Yan's forehead, straightened out the mess for her, and said with a smile: "How could it be possible! Don't you have friends too?" As soon as he finished speaking, a tree sprouted from the trunk of the leafless tree. Bud comes. After a while, the sprouts grew into new green, quickly covering the entire tree, and the tree bore red fruits one after another. Hong Ying picked one, took a bite, and handed it to Murong Yan for another bite. The memory of ten days after meeting Bai Feng emerged in Murong Yan's mind.
"Yes... Yan'er, you are not alone." Murong Yan looked at the fruit, her heart filled with memories of Bai Feng. With tears in his eyes, he laughed for a while. Immediately her face dropped again, her mood became depressed, and she said: "But Yan'er can't see Brother Feng's future. Others can always see some fragments when they concentrate. But around Brother Feng, she can't tolerate it in her heart. Someone else. I always feel that it will become a hindrance to him and hinder his ideals..."
"Silly boy, you two can't live without each other. This is a 'gentle curse' given by God, which will last until death." Hong Ying stroked Murong Yan's hair and continued: "The one in his heart Only you can help him complete his grandiose undertakings, and you are his beacon! And he will add oil to your lamp, nourish your life, and let you continue to burn!"
"Is this the future that my mother saw?" Murong Yan asked in shock.
"No." Hongying shook his head and said, "That's not all I saw."
"Yan'er, I want to know." Murong Yan widened her eyes and strengthened her determination. As a mother, she naturally knew her daughter's personality, so Hongying didn't do much to hinder her.
After a while, Hong Ying stretched out a finger and tapped Murong Yan's forehead. A picture flashed through his mind: Bai Feng held the Dragon Sword in his right hand, and held Murong Yan in her left hand, who was covered in scars and wearing only thin clothes. Both of them were covered in blood. Surrounded by well-equipped soldiers, a man in a high seat sat in the distance, quietly looking at the men and women here...
"This!" Murong Yan covered her mouth and cried.
Hongying said: "If we break up like this, the future may change. Maybe he will live like a normal person, and it's not a bad thing for you to live in Qian's house." When Murong Yan heard this, she was stunned. Ren Nahongying continued: "Are you willing?"
Murong Yan thought for a moment and asked, "If I could choose again, would mother still be willing to follow Mr. Qian?"
Hong Ying's smile was very bright, which made Murong Yan, who had just been hit by a huge emotional impact, relax a little and softly said: "Yes." In an instant, the red fruit in Murong Yan's hand turned into nothingness, and the surrounding scenery also did the same.
In the blink of an eye, Murong Yan returned to Qian Xi's room, holding a brush in her right hand and a scroll in her left hand. The person in the painting has a long face, eyes like stars, a small flat nose, thin lips, and a black mole next to the corner of his right eye. The others were amazed when they saw the lifelike people in the painting. When Murong Yan saw Bai Feng standing next to her, she couldn't help but throw away her pen and scroll, and rushed forward, crying.
"Senior? What's wrong with you?" Bai Feng asked doubtfully.
Murong Yan didn't respond and only called out "Brother Feng" intermittently.
"Brother Bai, it seems that Miss Murong is back!" Zhao Kuo replied.
The others hurriedly went up to chat and asked Murong Yan how she felt. With tears streaming down her face, Murong Yan said she was safe. After the listener elaborated, the latter realized that her mother had just possessed her and was giving Bai Feng some guidance. Bai Feng now knows the appearance of the person he is looking for, as well as his surname Wang and Ji, and appears in a place called Yanzi Town dozens of miles north.
