Chapter 555: The Speaker
Granny Sun died, when she knew the news, Shen Yuheng was stunned, Granny Sun died?
The souls on the street all walked in the direction of Granny Sun's house, and Shen Yuheng also unconsciously followed the crowd until he arrived at Granny Sun's house. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
Ai Yao hugged her and sat on the side stunned, her eyes were hollow, and the expression on her face was also dumbfounded, only those two tear stains could reveal the sadness in her heart.
It's just that Shen Yuheng looked at Ai Yao's appearance like a puppet doll, but he felt creepy inexplicably.
Grandma Sun is playing Ai Yao's idea, she wants Ai Yao's soul to renew her life, and the City Lord's Mansion is also playing Ai Yao's idea, they need Ai Yao's death to make room for a new soul, and now that Grandma Sun is dead, the new soul has a place to stay, and Ai Yao does not have to be taken to continue her life, such a thing that kills two birds with one stone......
Shen Yuheng couldn't help but shudder, if it was true, then Ai Yao might not be as simple as she imagined!
"Ai Yao, Grandma Sun is dead, don't be too sad, people, there will be death. ”
There is a soul like this, and it comforts Ai Yao.
"Well, I know. Ai Yao wiped his tears, Ai Yao's reaction before was always half a beat slower, but today's Ai Yao seems to have completely become normal, at least Shen Yuheng has never seen such Ai Yao.
Is it sadness that has changed people, or is Ai Yao like this, and all the faces in the past are just pretending?
"The end of the trajectory of fate is death, and no one can avoid it. Ai Yao reluctantly smiled, her voice was thick nasal, but it also carried a kind of vicissitudes as if she had experienced the vicissitudes of the world, "No matter how many times your life is rewritten, death will come as promised." ”
Such words seemed to be too vicissitudes in the ears of other souls, but hearing Shen Yuheng's ears, Shen Yuheng's whole person was shrouded in an inexplicable fear.
Especially when he was looked at by Ai Yao's sad eyes.
What did Ai Yao want to say? Shen Yuheng only felt that Ai Yao's words meant something, but she didn't know what Ai Yao was referring to.
Could it be...... Spirit?!
Shen Yuheng's eyes widened suddenly, could it be that Ai Yao is a spiritual speaker?!
Spiritual speakers can change the trajectory of a person's life, but they can't change a person's death, and for them, they have something they can't change.
That is - death.
Shen Yuheng's heart is furious, if Ai Yao is really a spiritual speaker, then does it mean that Ai Yao has been able to control her?
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel annoyed that she had told Ai Yao her name so easily, not afraid of 10,000, just in case, if Ai Yao really guessed the name of her soul, then was it really possible for her to break free?!
Shen Yuheng couldn't help but feel chills down her spine, but it was still uncertain whether Ai Yao was a speaker or not, and she was just guessing, if Ai Yao was, she would naturally stand on the opposite side with Ai Yao, but what if Ai Yao wasn't?
How sad would it be for such a simple and kind girl to be wronged by someone she believed?
She didn't dare to act rashly, she only dared to guess in the dark, like a stinky loach in the corner that had been dead for a long time.
Grandma Sun died, and this incident only stirred up a small splash in the city of vain, and the next day, no one will remember that a person named Grandma Sun died, and no one will remember that such a person once appeared in their own life.
This is the sorrow of the city in vain, but it is also lucky.
They don't have to go through the pain of death, and those who have lost their loved ones will fade into their memories and never find any trace of them again.
Shen Yuheng just watched Ai Yao hold her coat and sit quietly all night, until the sun and moon had rotated, Ai Yao finally raised her head slowly, her face was full of tears, and that little face now looked thinner and thinner, which aroused pity.
"Grandma Sun is dead. She seemed to have lost a lot of weight overnight, and her pointed jaw seemed to poke a hole in her throat.
"I don't want her to die at all. ”
"Although she has been thinking about using my soul to continue her life, but I don't want her to die, what should I do if she dies?"
"The first person I ever saw for as long as I can remember was her. ”
"Inheritance? That's not the same as memory, memory belongs only to me, but inheritance can belong to any person who speaks spiritually. ”
Shen Yuheng didn't expect Ai Yao to admit her identity as a spirit speaker so easily, and she suddenly felt that her previous thoughts had become a joke...... Even if Ai Yao is a spiritual speaker, he is still the same Ai Yao, isn't he?
Ai Yao's eyes gradually accumulated tears, and her eyes were red, like a little rabbit.
Shen Yuheng felt that she still couldn't put Ai Yao on the opposite side of herself, which was as difficult as going against her own beliefs and going against her own heart.
"I like Sister Shen very much. Ai Yao suddenly laughed, and she hugged the robe in her arms tightly, as if the world was the only one left with her and the her.
"I don't want everyone to die, I want everyone to live well, but why, why can't this be?" Ai Yao tilted his head, a puzzled look on his face.
Maybe she wanted to do a good thing, but the result of this good deed...... But it is the sinking of the whole city of vain.
"You see, everybody is living according to the script I wrote to them, how happy they are, but why do they still die?"
"Everyone has their own destiny. Shen Yuheng paused for a moment, fate is lived out by himself, not by someone who writes the script, and he only lives according to the script all his life, "If you interfere arbitrarily, it will naturally make everything deviate." ”
It's like a delusional nightmare who can see the future, but he doesn't dare to intervene casually, because he doesn't know which of his actions will make the future change...... Maybe just one of his inadvertent actions will turn the whole world upside down.
But more often than not, he is moving forward with the trajectory of time by mistake.
The power of time cannot be changed.
Ai Yao hugged the garment in her arms tightly, her tears were still falling, and the tears fell on the leaves of the herm, which made the hermbals seem to be a little more energetic. He waved his leaves, as if trying to wipe away Ai Yao's tears, but his leaves were too short to touch Ai Yao's cheeks.
She seemed to suddenly understand something, and a beautiful smile suddenly bloomed on her face that was still full of tears.
Shouldn't she be intervening? Isn't it just that she's a bystander so that it doesn't get out of control?
"I'm not the last one to speak. ”
Ai Yao looked at Shen Yuheng seriously, but the words he said made Shen Yuheng stunned for an instant.
She wasn't the last Speaker, so who was the last Speaker? )