The lights and candles they brought were burned out, and all the creatures in the world became silent. Xue Ming's voice was not heard for a long time. Wen Zhaozhao asked tentatively: "Xue Ming, are you there?"
No one responded. Wen Zhaozhao's voice echoed layer by layer in the waves. He disappeared without any breath. Wen Zhaozhao knew that this was definitely not him leaving on his own initiative, but being involved in the next scene by the magic circle.
She heard the sound of running water. Wen Zhaozhao opened her eyes again and found that Xue Ming was no longer beside her. She was at the bottom of a small river, but she was able to gasp and open her eyes at the bottom of the river. Wen Zhaozhao looked at her hands. , she pushed it up twice, and the sudden pressure kept pulling her outward.
The Xiwei Qin was hot in her spirit sac. Without waiting for Wen Zhaozhao's call, it flew out on its own. The water flowed around the body of the Qin. The Xiwei Qin returned to Wen Zhaozhao's hand. Her hair was flying and the strength on her body was reduced. Finally able to move freely.
Xiweiqin cleared the waves for her, and she could finally clearly see that this was a withered valley, and the decaying vegetation had withered. Wen Zhaozhao took two steps upstream, and several curious little people appeared beside him.
With no one around, Wen Zhaozhao subconsciously made a fighting stance. The situation around him was strange. The child had two braids. She slowly raised her head, but she looked the same as Wen Zhaozhao when she was a child.
Wen Zhaozhao immediately swept away the waves. The river carried Wen Zhaozhao's music away and passed through the little girl's body. However, she was not angry. She stretched out her soft little hands and approached Wen Zhaozhao. She comforted: "Sister ,do not be afraid."
"Who are you?" One of Wen Zhao's hands was held by her, and she could no longer strum the strings. Seeing her face with such a sweet expression made her feel very uncomfortable.
"Don't be afraid, sister, I'm just a spirit. I borrowed my sister's face to wear it because I have no face. When the magic circle is over, I will disappear." The girl said very normally.
"Can you please stop making such an expression on my face?" Wen Zhaozhao felt a chill.
The girl's face changed several times. She stretched out her little finger and tapped Wen Zhaozhao's forehead. She suddenly smiled and made a shitty expression, which was the smile Wen Zhaozhao often had. She led Wen Zhaozhao upstream: " I read your memory, you seem to like this expression very much, and there is also the man named Jing Yuan, you like talking to him very much, are you here because of him? "
Wen Zhaozhao denied it subconsciously: "Of course not. I came here to save Yingzhou, and I was somehow involved in this magic circle."
The female spirit stopped and gestured to Wen Zhaozhao to look up. Doctor Yang was holding a cloth ball and crying on it. He looked grief-stricken. There was a purple-faced baby in the cloth bag. Wen Zhaozhao subconsciously thought of the baby Zhenniang gave birth to. stillbirth.
"Sister, whose child is this?" Ling asked, tilting his head.
"It belongs to Brother Li and Zhenniang. Zhenniang was weak and unfortunately gave birth to a stillborn child." In the Li family, she was far away and could not see the whole thing. She only listened to the general outline, thinking of Zhenniang's eyes swollen from crying, smelling Zhao Zhao couldn't bear it and sighed: "The vitality of mortals is too weak, and it is actually difficult to survive."
"Life and death are the most common things in the world. Mortals are stupid and always interfere without permission." Ling's eyes were sad, and she followed Wen Zhaozhao's words, and her words were inconsistent.
Wen Zhaozhao stopped talking and focused on looking at the shore.
Doctor Yang's tears fell into the river, and the water became cold and bitter. Wen Zhaozhao shrank his arms, and then Doctor Yang sank the baby in his arms to the bottom of the river. Wen Zhaozhao could see his face clearly. He had just been born. Soon, his face was still wrinkled and he clenched his small fists, as if he was asleep.
The baby fell into Wen Zhaozhao's arms without hesitation. Wen Zhaozhao's arms were bent. This was a little girl, and there was a piece of jade with a Pisces pattern hidden in her arms. She thought that her family must cherish her very much, so she would use silk to make it. Cloth, decorated with jade.
Doctor Yang left and returned, holding a handful of flowers. His nose and tears mixed together and flowed into the river. Wen Zhaozhao waved away the river water that was about to flow in. He heard Doctor Yang sobbing: "My child, it's because daddy can't take care of you and your mother. Your mother left, but your father was not good at medicine and could not keep you, so you died without treatment. Dad wanted to accompany you and your mother, but when he thought that the people who harmed you and your mother were still alive, Daddy can’t swallow this breath. When daddy avenges you, daddy will go find you.”
Wen Zhaozhao shook his arms. This is Dr. Yang's child. So she came more than a month after Zhenniang gave birth. Why did Dr. Yang say that someone had harmed his wife and child? The children who died one after another made Wen Zhaozhao very upset. shock.
When the girl heard Dr. Yang's cry, she started crying along with her. She scratched Wen Zhaozhao's chest, and large hot tears soaked Wen Zhaozhao's clothes, which made her heart feel uncomfortable. She blocked her ears, but the sound of crying never stopped. It penetrated into her ear canal from all directions, and the child slipped from her arms and was caught by the spirit.
The spirit no longer looked like Wen Zhaozhao. She transformed into the appearance of the baby who had grown up a few years ago, crying in a resentful voice: "Why do you do this to me, why do you want to kill me and my mother, why do you want to kill my father, let me Our family of three is separated from each other, please help me, please save me."
Suddenly the whole valley was filled with cries, the river surged, Ling lost his consciousness, like a playful child begging Wen Zhaozhao for help, the sky and the earth changed color, a loud bang came from an unknown direction, and silvery-white lightning went straight. Wen Zhaozhao's violin resisted, but Jing Yuan's voice came from the body of the instrument: "Wen Zhaozhao, you've played long enough, it's time for you to come back."
Jing Yuan returned to his room and injected a touch of spiritual consciousness into the evil spirit. What he learned in Jiuchongtian's library were not all decent methods. He also had some knowledge of forbidden arts. He used the resonance between ancient artifacts to break through. All limitations were conveyed to the owner of another artifact, namely Wen Zhaozhao.
When Wen Zhaozhao heard Jing Yuan's voice, her trembling heart finally calmed down. She tried to speak in the sea of consciousness: "Prince?"
"It's me. You don't need to panic. This magic circle is about to collapse. You have to come out within one stick of incense." Jing Yuan couldn't see the scene in front of Wen Zhaozhao. The wound on his chest recurred, and he forced the forbidden technique to only Will make the situation worse.
"Then what should I do?" His voice made Wen Zhaozhao's mind clear.
"You can come out by breaking the eye of the magic circle." Jing Yuan replied: "Wen Zhaozhao, all this is fake, don't be afraid, calm down, the most different thing is the eye of the magic circle, we all Waiting for you outside."
