170 Golden Jade Words (28)
Fu Yin thinks that her receptivity is still quite strong, after all, she has read so many scripts, but when she connects such a mysterious thing with the world she lives in, she still can't help but doubt: "Is there really a spell?" β
Yi Qiuyan nodded solemnly, "The monk said that he was not able to unlock the blood curse and wanted to find someone to help, the people in the village felt that the baby girl was ominous and unwilling to approach, so he took her away together, more than half a month has passed, except that the atmosphere in the village is duller than usual, there is nothing unusual about it, and at this time the monk has not returned, the older man is worried, and the younger and more bold ones began to question the truth of the blood curse that the monk said." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ ο½ο½ο½ο½β
"A month passed in a blink of an eye, and on the last night, almost no one in the village slept peacefully, and there were bursts of thunder in the sky, but it did not rain for a long time, and when it was approaching, the torrential rain finally crackled and fell, and there was a man at the head of the village who came in the rain, he wore a hat and a robe, and went straight to the house where the woman lived, and shut all the villagers behind him at the door, and the villagers looked at each other, suspecting that this person was a monk who had left a month ago, and wanted to ask if there was a way to break the blood curse, but he avoided this place, For a while, no one dared to come forward to ask. β
Yi Qiuyan paused, took a sip of water before continuing: "But after a cup of tea, there was a long howl in the house, and then the red light was great, and the whole house burned almost instantly, the fire was so big that people couldn't get close at all, and the billowing smoke went straight to the sky, the scene was chaotic for a while, and before anyone went to get something to put out the fire, there was a sound of chanting from inside, and the amazing thing was that there was only one person who entered the house, and in addition to the chanting sound, there were all kinds of crashing sounds, crying sounds, and even the hoarse wailing of women......"
"That's." Fu Yin was incredulous, "Unless he knows ventriloquism." β
Yi Qiuyan rolled her eyes, expressing dissatisfaction with her interruption, "Will you let me finish the story?" Although I didn't see it with my own eyes, it was passed down by word of mouth in our village. β
Isn't the story just reality plus interpretation? According to word of mouth, no one has directly written a book and passed it down, Fu Yin raised his hand, "Go on, you continue." β
At that time, everyone stood in place sluggishly, the fire did not spread, and gradually burned down most of the house, you can see the monk sitting on the ground, sure enough, it is knocking on the wooden fish and chanting, a small place centered on him is actually safe and sound in the flames, and the other voices are gone at some point, everyone thinks that the monk has dissolved the blood curse, and before he has time to be happy, there is a loud baby cry in the monk's arms, this sound penetrates the eardrum, much more powerful than the chanting sound, Everyone subconsciously covered their ears, but it was useless to block the sound, and after a while, some people couldn't bear it, and they bled and rolled on the ground in pain, and soon everyone had this reaction, and the villagers understood that the blood curse was about to be fulfilled. β
"Voice...... Sonic attack? Fu Yin was surprised, "But don't you only have eyes that are different from ordinary people?" β
Yi Qiuyan's expression was gloomy, "At the critical moment, the monk suddenly made a move, immediately sealed the five senses of the baby girl, and then stabbed himself in the chest with a dagger. β
"Huh? What's going on? β
"It turned out that he didn't find a way to completely crack the blood curse when he went out, there was only one legendary method to try, and the baby girl made a blood contract, living together, he transferred his grievances after entering the house, and used Buddhism to suppress it, but unfortunately he failed in the end, and he could only choose to die with the baby girl." Yi Qiuyan said this, straightened his back, "No matter how credible this story is, but the master can't bear to see a village of people die in vain, go and return, and press his own life, there will definitely be no fake." β
Fu Yin nodded, indeed, he just happened to meet it, and he never let it go.
Yi Qiuyan sighed, "The master is kind, and at the last moment, he saved the life of the baby girl, but he didn't expect it to become a tragedy for generations to come." β
Fu Yin saw on her face a heaviness that did not belong to a young girl at all, and her voice lowered, "The baby girl felt the severe damage at that time, and when she grew up, she couldn't hear, speak, or see...... No, except for a few vague fragments, and those images must have already happened, in other words, the only images she can see are always in the past tense, and she is the first person who can see the memories of others. β
Fu Yin suddenly thought of the words that Qingle said to her that day, it was because of Yi Qiuyan that the signals that they could feel to ordinary people were very weak, and on the other hand, they might have received some signals that ordinary people could not receive, which was probably already a stable gene.
When Qingle heard this, he asked, "What about the blood sacrifice?" Now that the master has passed away and the blood curse has been lifted, why do you need a blood sacrifice? Who has it passed down? β
Yi Qiuyan subconsciously shook his hands into fists, "That monk is still vulgar." β
"Huh?" Fu Yin was stunned, "Who?" β
"The baby girl's father." Yi Qiuyan lowered his head and said softly: "Providence makes people, the master is actually his junior brother, and the way to solve the blood curse is also to listen to him, he is a wine-colored monk who does not quit anything, after hearing about this, he took his two-year-old son back to the village, and since then he has settled down, the first object of the blood sacrifice is the half-brother of the baby girl, because the master's blood curse was not completely broken." β
Fu Yin endured and endured, but still couldn't help but say: "I said something unpleasant, when that baby girl grows up, as long as she doesn't get married and have children, won't the inheritance of this blood sacrifice need to be continued?" β
Of course, the baby girl is equivalent to Yi Qiuyan's ancestors, without ancestors, there would be no Yi Qiuyan, although everyone has the right to marry and have children, but if her existence is like a time bomb, why do the villagers let her live, and even give birth to a child will continue to carry a blood curse, and this requires another innocent person to continue to sacrifice with blood, which is simply unreasonable.
"Because of her different eyes." Yi Qiuyan stretched out his hand and pressed his eyes, "The only correct thing in the life of the wine-colored monk is probably to judge the value of these eyes, people's greed can overcome all fears, and later, our village did have a prosperous scene because of these eyes, and it was prominent for a while, until a certain generation came out with a blood sacrifice who was 'greedy for life and afraid of death' and refused to sacrifice voluntarily, and the power at that time was no longer said that it could be put down, at least the villagers summed it up, and finally made a crazy decision - to kill him and sacrifice." β
Fu Yin knew that the turning point of the matter was here, and sure enough, Yi Qiuyan said: "There may really be a saying of heavenly reincarnation, the eyes that needed to be maintained by blood sacrifices before couldn't see anything after that sacrifice, and the ability to rely on survival disappeared like this, and the consequence was that everyone paid a painful price, and the people who came out of the village later only had dozens of women and children who slipped back to the village, and since then, our village has basically lived an isolated life, until now." β
"But in fact, you have such eyes again, and no one has ever thought of using them again?"
"The bloody price is told by each generation to the next, we have our own clan rules, there are also some rules that are specifically fought for people like me, and finally there is the killer weapon of blood sacrifice, ability is a double-edged sword, and you always have to be extra careful when using it."
Yi Qiuyan was obviously depressed, "It's okay to be like this now, it's okay if I can't see my memory, anyway, I have long wanted to get rid of this fate, and the village chief doesn't want to be the object of blood sacrifice at any time to escape from the village, I have been wandering away from my hometown for so many years, I shouldn't have listened to Abba's words and came out to find him, Abba said that the blood curse is all fake, let me tell the village chief well, persuade him to go back, I didn't expect the village chief and the village chief to ...... him."
Fu Yin understood why Yi Heping committed suicide, even if Yi Qiuyan took him back, as long as Yi Qiuyan didn't want to use this eye to do anything to harm the people in the village, he would not actually be sacrificed, but he chose to commit suicide, in fact, just like Yi Qiuyan said, he just wanted to get rid of this fate, he would rather die than go back.
"It's really a superfluous emotion to hate your own origin and inheritance." Qingle chuckled, her voice a little hoarse, "Since you know that it is your life, why should you run away?" Since it's a double-edged sword, why don't you use it well? You are too inferior to deserve power. β
Fu Yin frowned, Qingle would come to Yi Qiuyan because she felt that they were "sympathetic"? There is a inheritance that they can't refuse, and life doesn't give them a second choice at all.
She thought for a moment before she spoke: "It's not her choice to escape, just as you can't be indifferent to Daliang, it's also impossible for her to abandon her village. β
The difference between Yi Qiuyan and Qingle is that Yi Qiuyan actually wants to use her ability to do something big, but no one in the village will agree at all, she can only be unknown for a lifetime, and the year when she comes out to find someone may be the only opportunity to have such contact with the outside world, so she is just a newborn calf who is not afraid of picking so many people like a tiger, and she is not afraid of offending, she has no possibility of exerting her strength in the future.
"Thank you." Yi Qiuyan suddenly thanked Qingle, "I understand, I will work hard, goodbye, I will take the car back to our village tomorrow morning, but I may not see you in the future." β
"What do you understand?" Fu Yin was stunned by her sudden upliftment.
"Don't run away, I'll try to do it." Yi Qiuyan scratched her hair a little embarrassed, "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry for what happened just now, I, I'm ...... I'm sorry. β
Yi Qiuyan bowed before turning to leave, Fu Yin was frightened by her formal apology, and when she came back to her senses, everyone ran away, "Goodbye-"
She waved her arm vigorously, the wind swept through her fingers, blowing the leaves "rattling", the starry sky above her head was bright and shining, everything was just right, spring was really coming.
She couldn't help but sigh, "It's good to be young, you will be depressed for a while, and you will be full of fighting spirit for a while." β
Qingle asked, "What about you?" β
"I can't." Fu Yin shook his head and smiled slyly, "At least I'll have to fight every other night before I can resurrect it." β
Qingle sat back on the floor, "I'm asking you have different abilities from others, would you wish you hadn't had them?" β
Fu Yin sat down beside her and couldn't help but touch her waterfall-like black hair, "Although I didn't have my consent for this, I really never regretted having it. β
Even if she needs to be tired of doing one task after another, even if her life is occasionally in danger, how good it is to meet them and occasionally use her own insignificant strength to help them.
It's even better with system rewards, and it's perfect if system rewards aren't so harsh.
The more Fu Yin thought about it, the more he deviated, until a strand of hair in his hand changed, he didn't feel that something was wrong, and when he looked at it, Qingle's whole person became transparent.
Qingle is leaving.
Fu Yin thought that he would get used to seeing a few more partings, but at this moment there was still an indescribable sadness, after Qingle went back, he had to face a coup d'Γ©tat, and he had to gamble on his own life or even reincarnation, and he had to fight against the destiny of heaven!
"You have to live well." Fu Yin thought about it and realized that he only wanted to say this sentence.
Qingle nodded, and she said slowly, "I helped you calculate a hexagram, do you want to hear it?" Maybe not, after all, I miscalculated Yi Heping. β
Fu Yin was still a little surprised, seeing that Qingle's body was almost completely transparent, she shook her head and refused, "I don't need to." β
The two looked at each other and smiled, both already understanding what the other was thinking.
King Lin'an said, "This king does not need to predict, what will happen in the future, caused by this king, knowing the future and then trying his best to change, it is precisely to limit his future." β
Fu Yin doesn't need it, the reason is that no matter how dangerous her hexagram is, she has no intention of abandoning the system now, so why bother to shake herself by listening to it, as long as there is nothing she regrets doing now, what the future result will be is not necessarily to see the answer in advance.
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If Heaven could give people a chance to start over, the note would probably choose this time.
After Qingle disappeared completely, Fu Yin turned her head and saw Zhou Nan behind her, and she was suddenly frightened, and her mind flashed quickly, Qingle was a hexagram to remind her of this, and she actually refused to listen!
Now what?
"Y-How did you get here? Didn't you say you wouldn't come up with me? Fu Yin asked preemptively.
Zhou Nan methodically turned off the microcomputer, "So I came up by myself." β
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"I've seen it all."
Fu Yin was like a primary school student who was caught by the head teacher playing with his mobile phone in class, the whole person sat in embarrassment, not knowing where to put his hands and feet, countless thoughts flashed in his mind, and he couldn't open his mouth for a while.
Zhou Nan glanced at her helplessly, "Your friends are gone, let's go home first." β
Fu Yin hesitated, Zhou Nan walked over and stretched out a hand, condescending, "Get up." β
"Leg numbness." Fu Yin smiled awkwardly, and reached out to take his hand, the palm was warm and familiar to the touch, and it was still the same hand that had helped her countless times without asking for a reason.
What to do? What should she do with Zhou Nan? (To be continued.) )