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He Qing clapped his hands with satisfaction: "I just got a good thing, I always feel that I can't waste it, you see, it's really God's guidance, and it happens to be on your head." This bronze five bats used to be a blessing treasure. ”

However, Feng Cheng couldn't care about these anymore.

He wasn't a very strong person in the first place, and his tolerance for pain was very weak. Usually there are water ghosts to bear it for him, and it doesn't feel very good, but now that the two individuals are separated, he can be regarded as really feeling the pain like a thousand knives!

In particular, as a new soul, his sensitivity has increased a lot.

What is it like to be bitten off the flesh and blood of the bat's two sharp fangs?

Feng Cheng usually didn't even dare to think about it. However, at this moment, he realized it solidly. There has never been a moment in his life when he feels so painful as he does now!

It really hurts!

It hurt so much that his mind went blank, and in this moment of sunset, he could not do anything but roll helplessly and weakly on the ground, not even his fingers.

The five bats lay on his stomach, and their movements were not regular, sometimes they all bit down in unison, and sometimes they continued to bite. He doesn't have a body now, and he can't feel the feeling of muscles and muscles being torn apart, but the two fangs grit his soul, and the pain of tossing and turning is definitely not bad. In a few bites, he was already lying there with all his strength on his back, except for his slightly twitching hands and feet, he couldn't tell that this soul had jumped alive before.

The bat's bite was so chaotic that he didn't know where the next bite would be. At this moment, Feng Cheng remembered the first time he was in that cave.

Because of the first shot, he was not very skillful, avoiding the crowd, not very skillfully leaning on his legs, walking to the cave, all the way down. Use the power of the water ghost to dig up the surrounding caves and raise the water in the pond a little to cover it.

Then he lit a bonfire in the cave.

It was the first child that the villagers threw down, and he couldn't remember whose family it was, but he knew that everyone was indeed frightened by the girls who died one after another, so they made up their minds with a little bewitchment.

This time, the daughter-in-law gave birth to a daughter, and the whole family gritted their teeth in pain and threw her into the cave.

Because it had rained the first day, ***** ground was soft, and the child wrapped in swaddling clothes had not died after being thrown down. In Feng Cheng's hands, her breath was so weak that she couldn't even cry. The palm the size of a ping-pong ball curled up, and could only convulse. And his face was still bruised, and he didn't stretch for a moment......

As for Feng Cheng, he just stood there calmly, changing his usual weakness, but cut off her head exceptionally calmly.

The kid didn't make a sound in the end.

The newborn baby was too small, and Feng Cheng carried the knife and clearly felt that the beast nature in his body had begun to awaken.

At this moment, in the continuous sharp pain in his body, he thought in a trance: Did the mutilated child also have such pain?

His appearance was too miserable, and at this moment, his translucent body was full of holes, and the water ghost next to him had turned his head with difficulty, and he couldn't bear to look at it anymore. And He Qing looked at the water ghost and suddenly sighed.

"Uncle Feng, although you didn't do this directly, possessing yourself is a mistake in itself. He got your memories and ambition awakened to trigger these tragic events. You're like a knife, some people use it to cook, and some people use it to kill people. And the knife that kills needs to be confiscated. ”

"Now you are exempt from the death penalty, but you are not escaped from the sin of life. Hope you hold on. ”

The water ghost obviously had a unbearable face just now, but at this moment he calmed down strangely, he looked at He Qing and smiled gently: "I have persevered, will I be able to have my own independent mind and body in the future?"

He Qing nodded: "Yes, there will be." It's just that the process is too painful, and you only have that glimmer of chance than Feng Cheng. ”

The water ghost shook his head.

He looked at He Qing tolerantly: "Ah Qing, you haven't been a water ghost, and you never know what it's like to live in a dark mire." Without reason, he is always hungry and coveted, and he can't see a ray of sunshine all over his body...... Such an existence is dirtier than an underground rat, and it can't even compare to a newborn child. Therefore, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, even if it is extremely painful, I can persevere. ”

"Okay. He Qing nodded.

She looked at the once familiar Uncle Feng on the other side, and slowly spread out her palm, in the white and soft palm, a jade cicada with a trace of blood was lying there quietly, with a trace of ancient atmosphere, particularly mysterious.

"Then, Uncle Feng, relax and be eaten by it. ”

"In the belly of this cicada, you will keep molting. Layers of shells peel off from you, and then new ones grow, and the cycle repeats. The pain of forcibly peeling off your body is no less than the severe pain when you leave Feng Cheng's body. ”

This jade cicada sheds a shell every year, every year, every day, every hour, every moment, you are in severe pain all over your body. When you have molted ninety-nine eighty-one shells, your soul will return to its original state. When the time comes, it will naturally enter the reincarnation. ”

-- In the next life, you will be a complete, healthy person.

"It's just that in this long process, once you don't get through it, then your soul will turn into the nourishment of the jade cicada, and from then on, ...... Hopefully, you won't go down the wrong path again. ”

He looked at the jade cicada in He Qing's palm and laughed quietly.

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He Qing stood on the top of the hill at the head of the village, quietly looking at this backward village. In winter, the forest is depressed, but the few remaining pine trees are still green.

This time, there was no longer a heavy fog in the mountains, and those resentful souls that lingered here were injected with new strength by He Qing, and they threw themselves into the dreams of their parents, warning them that they could never have new souls that died in vain. And the tragic death of the village chief's family is from their revenge.

A mixture of awe, guilt, and fear of the unknown caused the villagers to wake up the next day, and the whole village was thrown into terror.

And He Qing looked up at the sky, and only she could see the thick layer of resentment, at this moment, the clouds and fog dissipated, and there was no trace of it.

At this time, when the New Year was approaching, she stepped into the return train again.