Death Spell

Chapter No.16

In a trance, she felt a cold fragrance rushing towards her face, and a twinge of pain in the blink of an eye, only to realize that Anya was holding a long hair of hers in her hand.

"Why didn't you tell me when you broke my hair?" Tang Song raised his hand to cover the top of his ear, rubbed it, and frowned.

"Don't you want to hear it? If not, how can you listen?" A look flashed in Anya's deep eyes.

Tang Song was a little dizzy by her words, what was she trying to express with all this fuss?Watching her get up suspiciously, he wrapped the long hair around her slender fingers, formed a circle and put it in the crystal bottle.

Anya turned her head to look at Tang Song, then walked straight towards her, pointing her fingers between her eyebrows.

Tang Song didn't respond at first, but gradually realized that another kind of voice, even many kinds, appeared in his mind, which was subtle and hollow.It's like being in a mixing room and someone outside is constantly adjusting the audio.

Listening carefully, those conversations and voices seemed very familiar again, it was the painful voice of the front desk clerk.

Was he... beaten?

"Impossible, second brother, I made the room card, that's right, the room can't be wrong. And... I watched the two of them go upstairs."

"Look? Where's that person?"

The voice could be heard from the man who had just knocked on the door.

"Isn't their car still parked outside? Where can they go in the middle of the night?"

"The third brother was taken away by the police, let's wait for the arrangement from the elder brother... I don't believe that this person disappeared here out of thin air." After that, he swears a few foul words.

……

too frightening.

Why can she hear his voice?what does it feel like

Looking up at Anya, is there really such a person in this world?

"Why this expression? It seems that I will eat you." An Yajing sat beside Tang Song, the corners of her lips calm: "Are you afraid of me?"

This look, this smile Tang Song has an illusion that there is nowhere to escape.But when she thought about it, this was her own request, and she just fulfilled this request. If so... there is nothing to be afraid of.

Tang Song calmed down and said calmly, "The waiter?"

"It's just a skin injury, it's okay."

"But, doesn't this mean that the innocent are hurt?" Tang Song worried.

"This is life." Anya pursed her lips and replied.

Tang Song lowered his eyebrows.

"I'll turn off the light first, you can go to the bed and rest for a while. Since you can hear their voices, you can avoid a lot of things." After speaking, Anya got up and lifted the quilt, and dimmed the lights in the room. .

Tang Song nodded and came to the bed, put the pillow on the head of the bed, and only when she leaned back on it did she realize that her body was already very tired.

It is not good to rest during this period, and the resistance is easy to drop when traveling.Tang Song could feel that his lips were a little dry, and his throat was a little dry. When he was about to get a bottle of water, Anya handed it to him.

"I don't think you drank much water at night." Anya held two bottles in her hand. After speaking, she opened a bottle and drank a couple of sips before leaning comfortably on the bed.

"Thank you." Tang Song unscrewed it and took two sips.

In the quiet and dark environment, after a while, I heard the people around me breathing heavily.Anya turned her head to look at the woman who fell asleep leaning on the bed, feeling a little lost.

Reaching out his hand to cover her with the blanket, he also eliminated the voice that was still circling in his head. Just as he was about to gently move back to the original position, Tang Song's head rested on Anya's shoulder.

Anya was startled, looked down at this sleeping face, the corners of her mouth slightly curled up.

The man's voice appeared in my mind again: "The signal shielding machine is turned off, I'll call my brother first."

"Second brother, aren't you afraid of...?"

"I'll close it after I'm done, who will pay attention now?" The man's voice was slightly disdainful.

An Ya heard the sound and immediately took out her mobile phone and turned it off, then turned it on again and found that there was indeed a signal, but it was relatively weak.

Over there, I also heard the voice of a man on the phone, asking how to deal with that batch of goods, and what was even more exaggerated was hearing the methods of drug transportation that were mentioned by Tang and Song Dynasties.

It's just that she didn't care about these things, and sent a message to Uncle Wang first, plus the location address, and received Uncle Wang's message within 2 minutes.

"Okay, I see, Miss, be careful."

Seeing the reply speed of the text message, Anya frowned slightly, pressed the screen a few times with nimble fingers, and typed three words: "Aren't you asleep yet?"

"Heisha accompanied me to watch dramas, so I went to bed late." Uncle Wang replied again.

Anya smiled and just wanted to send another message, but the phone's signal was lost again, so she pursed her lips and put the phone away.

Looking down at Tang Song, she was still sleeping, it seemed that she was really tired, so she adjusted her posture slightly to make her pillow more comfortable.

But his eyes fell on the black hair in the crystal bottle on the cabinet, will he get the answer?

Time ticks by...

"Squeak--squeak--"

This voice came to mind.

And the woman's breathing...

It's just that the voice suddenly disappeared.

Anya frowned, and was about to reach out to get the bottle, but was grabbed by someone and pressed firmly on the bed.

"What do you want to do?" The woman's cold voice sounded.

The long hair hangs down on both sides, blocking half of the woman's face. Looking at Anya who is frowning slightly, the corner of her mouth slightly twitches.

Anya was taken aback.

The woman carefully looked at Anya in front of her eyes, and asked in confusion, "Why is your hair... so short? Why... Your appearance hasn't changed at all?"

"...Feng Ling?" How could...

The woman smiled slightly: "So...you still remember me. Ya."

He raised his hand to pin the broken hair behind his ear, and his complete face was reflected in Anya's eyes.

That's right, the woman in front of me is Tang Song, but her tone and expression have changed a lot.

"Why do you look at me so strangely?" Fengling pursed her lips into a good-looking smile, then lowered her brows and pondered for a while before asking, "Is this person not good-looking enough?"

"She is innocent, let her go," Anya said.

"You put her hair in my room, didn't you just ask me to help you find out who she is? You are very interested in her? The only person you are interested in is me!" said while holding Anya His arms tightened again.

Anya frowned, endured the pain, and asked, "Then can you find out... who is she?"

"You want to know?" Feng Ling smiled.

I have to admit that Tang Song's face can attract everyone just by raising eyebrows casually and hooking the corners of his mouth.

Helplessly, the real owner of this face doesn't like to laugh. Not only is it too obsessed, it's easy to get into a dead end, but it's always serious...

It is also in line with the fairness of God.

"Will you tell me?"

No matter how good-looking the person in front of her is, Feng Ling is really worrying for Anya, she asked back.

"You should answer my question first. Is this person, she, beautiful?"

"I said, are you trustworthy? Or do you want to look yourself in the mirror?"

"I don't believe it, you are the best at deceiving people. And... how dare I look in your mirror again?" Feng Ling said, raising his hand to caress Anya's cheek, and said softly: "Strange... really strange... you If you want to accept me, just move your fingers, why let me oppress you?"

"...I just don't want to hurt the innocent." Anya looked up at him, and said in a low voice, "Fengling, let her go, okay?"

"Not good! Do you know how I woke up? Because I checked her last life, and there is something that interests me. What do you want to know about her life? I can read them one by one now, but I don't tell Who were you in her last life." When Feng Ling said, there was a chill in his brows and eyes.

"Don't disturb her memory." Anya frowned.

Feng Ling hooked the corners of her pretty mouth, raised her hand to caress Anya's cheek, and slowly sketched, as if she hadn't seen her for a long time.

Anya was free to spare a hand, but she knew that if Mao blocked her rashly, it would indirectly hurt Tang Song.

Feng Ling's hand slipped to Anya's chin, she lifted it up, and leaned over.

Immediately afterwards, Anya felt a piece of cool softness sticking to her neck, and the tingling sensation instantly felt like an electric shock, causing Anya to frown.

A pair of thin lips moved slowly beside her ears, and with a warm breath, she murmured: "Why are those scenes so strange to me? She wants to be a surgeon the most, what is it? Doctor? The most painful thing , is to personally examine her parents' corpses, she is actually an author? What a strange word..."

Anya suddenly realized that this was the case, and she felt a little pity in her heart.

"She... has another..." Feng Ling slowly groped for Anya's face with her lips in the darkness, and said calmly while groping: "One..."

Anya raised her eyes and looked at Yuyan who was approaching by Tang Song, and there were shallow waves in her eyes at this moment, like the clear and shallow lake water under the bright moon, just looking straight at herself without blinking.

"Stop it, stop it." Anya frowned, and raised her hand to caress the other's cheek, which made the woman in front of her look a little surprised.

"elegant?"

Feng Ling was confused by this sudden movement and expression. This was a feeling she had never seen before for so long, and she forgot her danger for a moment.

"Fengling." Anya said with a smile on her lips, "I'm sorry..."

"Well……"

The rippling light in Feng Ling's eyes suddenly disappeared, and the whole person lay softly on Anya's body, and Anya let out a sigh of relief.He raised one hand to wrap around Tang Song's back, and took away the talisman sticking to her back.

After being tossed by Fengling like this, she will be very tired recently.

Put the pillow flat and let Tang Song sleep peacefully beside her, and covered her with a blanket. Under the dim light, staring at this peacefully sleeping face, she frowned slightly.Anya raised her hand to gently smooth her down, because Fengling's reason might make her dream of those painful experiences.

"I don't know if meeting me is good or bad for you?" The more you can't see through it, the more curious Anya will be about this person, especially Feng Ling's words and that palm print.

impossible!

It can't be her!

He sighed softly, but heard footsteps coming from the first floor, it was them again?

Anya recovered her expression, but when she stood up, she saw red and blue lights flashing in the distance from the window, then she leaned against the table and stared at the door with a sullen face.

There were three different footsteps. Before reaching the door, someone called from the depths of the corridor: "Second brother, the police." Immediately afterwards, there were the footsteps of three people leaving quickly.

He opened the curtains, looked at the police car that was still some distance away from the hotel, and cleaned up the things in the room one by one.

Tang Song frowned, raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brows, and stood up tiredly, his body seemed more tired than before going to bed.

"Are you awake?" Anya asked after hearing the sound.

Feeling the warmth of my body, I lifted the quilt and took out my phone to check the time, I actually slept for so long...

"Sorry, I fell asleep, haven't you been resting?" He said and turned on the light.

The glare of the light made the two of them squint their eyes slightly, and they both felt that there was a difference in each other's eyes when they looked at each other.

Especially Tang Song's long hair is a bit messy, but it has a different kind of messy beauty. Anya smiled and said: "The police are here, I think we should pack up and leave first. Don't waste too much time here."

"Coming?" Tang Song immediately got out of bed and stuffed his things into the bag, but noticed that the paper crane in the crystal bottle had become a big one. Although he was very curious, he didn't ask.