Seeing this scene, Zihuan was of course extremely uncomfortable, but Yulonghu solemnly warned her that she must see it, this is a ceremony. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

He let Zihuan prostrate on the ground and bow to Chunfen's body.

It's strange to say that after worshipping, Chunfen's body began to gather.

The ashes become jasper, and the flesh and blood become candlesticks, and they are combined into one.

Yulonghu poured the bowl containing Chunfen's soul downward, and the black shadow melted on the jade jasper box, and the smooth surface of the box floated with the carving of the colorful phoenix.

Yulonghu dragged Zihuan over, cut her fingers, and the donated blood dripped into the jade jasper box, and the candlestick was soaked in blood and burned. The colorful phoenix on the box also grew an extra pair of wings.

The candle burned with bursts of fragrance, and Zihuan felt her body burn.

Yulonghu told her that after the flesh and blood are united, she and Chunfen will have you and me, and I will have you, and they will never be separated.

She must be in awe every day to replenish Chunfen's existence. Chunfen exists, and Zihuan exists. When Chunfen dies, so will Zihuan.

The nutrient that keeps Chunfen alive is the yang energy of men. A man's yang yuan qi can also make Zihuan's appearance more and more beautiful.

After about two hours of burning, Zihuan was reborn, and she walked into Chunfen's room with the bowl that Yulonghu gave her.

Yulonghu said that Chunfenyang's longevity is not over, and she needs a carrier to continue to live for her. So she poured the remaining Yangshou of Chunfen into the old man's body, and the old age came back to life, and even rejuvenated.

We finally know the whole thing, unspeakably weird, cold in our hearts, but we don't know how to say it.

Zihuan said, now Chunfen is still alive, but in the way of the old man, of course the old man doesn't know, because he only inherited Chunfen's yang longevity, and did not get her soul.

Chunfen's soul was firmly locked in the jade jasper box, and it was also firmly bound to her body.

Her appearance will change, and that is because she is gradually merging with Chunfen. She will become like Chunfen and herself, but she will not be like Chunfen or herself.

Who it looks like, she doesn't know herself, so she can only go on without hesitation.

Now she got what she wanted, but it was like she had lost something.

What was lost, she couldn't tell. But the reputation she got made her very happy, but she seemed lonely in the dead of night.

Zihuan stood up and walked to the jade jasper box, the colorful phoenix on the box flapped its wings, very slowly, very sadly, as if singing a ballad that can never be sung.

We should have heard a story of powerlessness, we can't do anything, and of course Zihuan can't do anything.

When the door was closed, under the shadow of the lamp, we looked at Zihuan's figure, graceful and moving, but pitiful.

Back at the Cold Ice Pavilion, Ah Shui was tied to his seat and scolded loudly, and when he saw our depressed appearance, he stopped scolding and asked us what happened.

Nie Bing untied Ah Shui, and we sat in our seats and told Ah Shui about Zihuan, and he asked us if the jade jasper box was not an urn? Sounds wicked.

I said yes, but it's not an urn in the traditional sense, it should be some kind of spiritual thing, I don't know what this era should be called.

Xue Ning snorted and said, "Bone incense." ”

"Boneless?" We speak in unison.

Xue Ning nodded, "That spiritual object should be called 'Boneless Incense'." In ancient times, in order to seek peace, people regarded people as objects of sacrifice to the heavens. Later, in the middle of the ancient Yun Dynasty, there was an emperor named Bai Li, who was afraid that life was limited, and in order to seek eternal life, he used flesh and blood as fire, human bones as a frame, and blood as a guide to create a monster called 'boneless incense', ignited the boneless incense, and with the help of the aroma, thus giving birth to the demon art of 'one twin souls'. ”

"One twin soul?"

Xue Ning nodded, "It was once recorded in "Bai Hualu", 'Bai Li has fear, eats fire for a living, creates living things, and resurrects the qi of demons, so as to live forever. The vessel is said to be boneless incense, burning it has a strange smell, which can call twin souls, people make people, and the heart is lost. ’”

We were very surprised to hear it, we just thought this place was very strange before, but we didn't expect it to be so peculiar, unheard of, unseen, really long knowledge.

Xue Ning continued: "The demon technique is too strong, and Bai Li can't control it, but is swallowed by the boneless incense, causing the god form to be destroyed. After Bai Li disappeared, this demon art also disappeared, but he didn't expect that Jade Dragon Lake to know. At that time, I was thinking about why he chose the person who paid for the other party, but now that I understand, he is also worried that the bone incense will eat him, so he simply looks for those who are obedient. Besides, his ability is much worse than Bai Li's. It is no longer a 'twin soul', but a man and a spirit. In a sense, Chunfen was just an elixir to help her become an Oiran, a tool for her. ”

I exclaimed, "What's the difference between that and raising a little ghost?" ”

Ah Shui drank saliva and squirted out, and sat on the ground, "Sister Datou, don't scare me, I'm timid, I don't dare to sleep alone at night, or will you accompany me?" ”

I kicked Ah Shui out, "Get out, I'm not interested in sleeping with you." ”

After chatting, they returned to their rooms, I remembered Zihuan's lonely appearance standing in front of the window, and remembered her current appearance, has she become a demon?

After thinking about it for a long time, I suddenly remembered who was Yulong Lake? How could he take off the bone incense such a hexoma? The more I thought about it, the more I shuddered.

After a long time, this matter gradually moved away from us. Whenever you pass by Yichun Garden, you can always see countless people flocking to Zihuan.

We are infinitely embarrassed that everyone's lifestyle is different, and what kind of life you choose will bear what kind of results.

She chooses the infinite scenery in front of people, and she will inevitably be lonely and suffer after people.

Nie Bing took the notebook and wrote slowly.

One day, the weather was fine, and I, Ah Shui, Nie Bing and Xue Ning were going to camp in the suburbs flying kites.

As soon as I walked out into the street, I heard someone shouting, "Oiran is in the street."

It is a common practice in Taiping County to be fed on the Oiran Street every year, and the Oiran selected after the Oiran Contest every year should go around the street for people to watch and enjoy. This year's Oiran must be Zihuan.

I didn't have any leisure to watch Zihuan parade street, and I wanted to fly kites in the suburbs, but I was pulled by Ah Shui to watch.

He said to see what changes Zihuan has had recently, whether she has become beautiful and wants to go to heaven.

Xue Ning also wanted to see it, and pulled Nie Bing forward.

The four of us were huddled in the crowd, and a group of floats passed slowly, playing and singing.

On the high platform of the float in the middle, there is a girl with heavy makeup, who looks very strange, but is extremely perfect.

"Zihuan is getting more and more beautiful." I sighed.

A person next to him said, "What Zihuan, Zihuan has already withdrawn from Yichun Garden, I heard that he was ransomed by a dignitary and went as a young grandmother." ”

"And who is this?"

"This is Miss Iris, this year's Oiran. Tsk, it's so beautiful, if only I could kiss Fangze. The man sighed.

The four of us stared at the girl on the top of the float, and when the sun shone on her, we saw two figures, one on the left and one on the right, like a pair of wings.

The girl's smile was very charming, as if all the charm was in it.

In my opinion, it wasn't glamorous at all, it was demonic, like a banshee sitting on a float looking down on the salivating crowd.

We stood in the crowd, without saying a word, watching the floats go away.

The girl at the top of the float turned around and smiled at us, her smile vaguely like an iris, and a little like a purple raccoon.