Death Spell

Chapter 142

It was pitch black, Tang Song couldn't see anything, and there was a sound similar to breathing hovering in his ears.Naked (exposed skin that stings as if frost had been brushed over it.

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So cold.

It's really cold.

And the voice gradually faded away, and Tang Song was in absolute darkness, unable to see anything.

— Tick.

The sound of water droplets came from my ears, and I followed the sound.Tang and Song saw a white flower blooming in the darkness, with it as the center, and countless white flowers blooming around it.

And this petal, Tang Song remembers where he saw it.

where is it?

Looking carefully, there are white skeletons sticking out of the white stamens.

Tang Song was taken aback, she remembered...

In that valley, she saw it!

Not only have hands, but there should be... and a face.

Tang Song looked back from memory, and there really was a snow-white flower blooming beside her, but the petals did not look like epiphyllum, but more like a bleached Bana flower, which bloomed slowly, revealing scarlet stamens like blood, Wriggling out a human face.

That face was ferocious at first, but when it blended with the white of the petals, it formed an indescribable enchantment.

Tang Song saw the face clearly, it was her, but it didn't seem to be...Suddenly, the thing rushed out of the stamen and went straight to the center of Tang Song's eyebrows. Before she had time to be surprised, a biting cold enveloped her in an instant.

"We... are almost there... hold on..."

A soft and fresh breath suddenly lingered in the ear, which made Tang Song wake up in an instant, and raised his hand to touch his forehead, only cold sweat remained.

The white Bana flower is gone.

And the voice just now...so familiar...

who is it?

The environment was getting colder and colder. Tang Song put his arms around his shoulders, and looking around, all the white flowers that were still blooming there just now... were gone.

Tang Song dragged his tired body, and walked slowly without direction in the darkness.I don’t know how long I’ve been walking, but at a distance of five or six meters before my eyes, a white flower bloomed, and then quickly withered in the darkness. At a distance of seven or eight meters, it bloomed and withered again...

These flowers are like guiding lights leading to the underworld.

Tang Song watched and watched, and walked uncontrollably towards the direction of the flowers, but every time she took a step, there was a voice in her mind telling her - don't go there.

And Tang Song's heart seemed to have a hole in it, empty, and she was in the dark, making her at a loss, and could only follow the white flowers that resembled will-o'-the-wisps, step by step.

As for what is ahead of this road, Tang and Song have no intention of thinking about it.

I don't know how long I walked until I saw a thin figure standing quietly with his back to Tang Song in a field of white flowers.The white clothes and white petals were almost rooted, reflected in the darkness, making it hard for her to tell whether it was a person or a flower.

But when Tang Song saw this figure, his heart twitched suddenly, and a tear fell down, dripping on the petals.

She found it.

I found it, the gap in my heart.

Tang Song didn't know what it was like, raised his hand to wipe away his tears, and opened his mouth: "Who are you?"

The figure slowly turned around, and Tang Song met the eyes that were as deep as a deep pool. She was wearing a moon-white silk robe with a golden edge, embroidered with dark patterns of white pear flowers, and hanging around her waist. With white jade gourd.The woman in front of her was even more elegant and refined than the surrounding white epiphyllum.

The corners of her lips curled slightly: "I'm waiting for you."

"Wait... for me?" Tang Song couldn't understand, and confirmed, "Waiting for me here? Then... how long have you been waiting for me?"

"……For a long time."

Tang Song carefully looked at the woman in front of her, and the darkness around her. Could this be a dream?

But this person, even though it was the first time I met him, was not unfamiliar at all.

Tang and Song boldly conceived: "You...are me?"

Hearing this, she smiled, "Well, I am you, to be precise, you are also me." Seeing Tang Song frowning, she murmured again, "Are you afraid?"

"I..." Tang Song lowered her eyebrows, she didn't know what it was like, she clearly longed to admit that she was herself, but she was contradictoryly afraid that she was herself.

"I understand." Seeing Tang Song's blank face, she comforted her, "Don't be afraid...Since you are me, and I am you, I will not hurt you, nor will I harm you."

"Then... where is this?" Tang Song looked around: "Why am I... here?"

Hearing Tang Song ask such words, her eyes flashed a little, and she was a little helpless, said: "I don't know where this is, it seems to be sealed in this blackness, without seeing the light of day."

"I don't see... the sky..." Tang Song couldn't understand, "Then how do you know me? But I... have no impression of you at all?"

"Yeah..." She sighed, "I have always known you, from when you were two years old to when you met an adult, I know everything about you." The corners of her lips curled slightly, and she shook her head helplessly, " But you don't remember, once again you don't remember anything, it's very unfair to adults..."

"...again...again?"

"But fortunately, your heart is always toward the adults." She smiled, very comfortingly.

Tang Song noticed that the white jade gourd on her waist was exactly the same as the gourd that Anya kept in her hand, and she remembered a name she heard in the mirror.

"Qin Yuan..." When Tang Song pronounced the name, his eyes were hot. He looked at her and confirmed, "You are... Qin Yuan?"

Obviously, when she heard these two words, she had a complicated expression and was very helpless.

"Qin Yuan is already dead, very early...died." She repeated, "I am you now, and you are also me..."

"Dead?" Tang Song suddenly remembered what happened in the back alley of KTV, and said in surprise, "I... Am I dead too? Otherwise, how could I see you?"

She stood where she was, shaking her head, and the white around her slowly drifted away.

Tang Song was afraid that she would disappear into the darkness like the flowers just now, so he immediately stepped forward, stepped on those white flowers, and raised his hand to grab them.

There are still many questions to ask her, how can I make her disappear from my eyes, "Don't go...you wait..." But Tang Song missed nothing.

Tang Song looked at her in surprise, and raised his hand to sweep around, her body was like a wisp of green smoke.

It turned out that she was not human at all.

"How...how could this happen!"

She lowered her brows, looked at Tang Song's hand piercing her body, and said softly: "I'm already dead, it's natural. You are different, you have to live a good life and accompany adults well. Don't hurt adults, her Bitter... I understand."

Hearing her words, Tang Song's eyes burned, and he choked up, "But I don't understand..."

She smiled, and she smiled beautifully, "Open your heart, don't resist, you will understand..."

Her words became softer and softer.

Tang Song wanted to get closer to listen, but suddenly found that there was nothing in front of him.She raised her hand and rubbed her eyes, she was plunged into darkness again, everything just now was gone again.

No flowers, no sound, no figure.

Nothing at all……

But only one figure appeared in his mind, and that was Anya.This longing came like a blizzard, occupying all the nerves in Tang Song's body. She knelt on the ground and trembled, her hands covered her chest, and tears flowed uncontrollably...

……

The night is full of stars, the snow is falling outside the mountain, and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant inside the mountain.

The surrounding buildings are almost the same as Yayuan, the only difference is the extremely rare pear tree and crabapple flowers beside the hot spring pool.

The wind blows by, rolling up the petals of the crabapple, as if white snow is falling outside, and purple petals are floating inside, which is extremely beautiful.

It's just different today, there are a few fireflies floating under the hot spring pool.

This place is located in the Kunlun Mountains, at an altitude of 4000 meters. Due to the relationship between the underground magma, the snow water in the mountains turns into hot springs, and because of the rich minerals, it turns this place into an oasis.

This is the place Anya discovered when she built the tomb. Her original intention was to find a place to rest in Kunlun Mountains and rest here forever.Not only built a tomb, but also built a home here, named Xiaoyao Valley, and lived here for a hundred years.

She has only brought two people here, one is Sang Xie and the other is Ruan Pingyu.Every time she leaves, she will set up an enchantment to isolate this place from the world.

……

The bamboo door was opened from the inside with a "squeak", Anya walked out with a tired face, looked at the goose-feather white snow outside Xiaoyao Valley, and sighed.

It took her a lot of energy to stabilize Tang Song's soul, which was considered to save her life.

But the wolf blood in Tang Song's body has not been cleared, and the rest of the soul has been dispersed. If it hadn't been for giving her half of Yin and Yang to guide Anya to come here, it is very likely that she will be separated from Tang Song Yin and Yang again.

Anya took out the gossip compass, held the half of Yin and Yang in her right hand, and faced the direction of Yayuan.

The pointer on the compass oscillated slightly at first, but as time went on, the amplitude became larger and larger, and suddenly the yin and yang half moved towards the pear tree.

Anya closed the compass, jumped up with a tap of her toes, took out a yellow talisman and came to the side of the pear tree, stretched out her hand and waved it lightly, the firefly that was parked by the hot spring pool flew over, and drew a green streak in the air Anya raised her hand to seal it into the talisman paper.

The wind blew the flowers, Anya bent down under the pear tree, tightly holding the talisman paper in her hand.

——Ya, it is said in the Ten Kings Sutra that after death, the souls of people will leave the body one by one, and it will take seven days for the three souls and seven souls of the person to completely leave.But I heard from my father that after death, before the soul enters the River of Forgetfulness, because of reluctance and nostalgia for mortal things, a spirit will be left behind, turning into a firefly, wandering in the most unforgettable place in the world, and finally blooming. A ray of missing light.But I thought, if death can be so beautiful, this life really has no regrets.

——It is said that you are not feeling well, so you will inevitably think wildly. You are just suffering from a cold, so how can you be like this, eh?

——Where is the cranky thinking?People are mortal, and I will not be exempt.I just thought, if one day I die, will I also turn into a firefly?That's true, if Ya is still alive, I will fly to your side, bloom the last light, and show you, okay?

—No nonsense!

——Okay, don’t say anything, I’ll listen to you.Anyway, wherever you go in the future, I will follow.

Anya's brows were slightly furrowed, recalling the past, two lines of clear tears rolled down her eyes.

"I will absolutely...absolutely never...let you leave without saying goodbye again."