Chapter 155: The Living Text
Time turned, Concubine Qin Yu stood by the West Lake in the early morning, looking at the bottomless lake and the vast lake and sighed:
"Yu'er, is it worth it?"
No one would answer her, because Kotoyu was sealed under the silt at the bottom of the lake, her five senses were closed, her consciousness was wandering, and although she was still alive, she was not much different from dead. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
At that time, the pianist suddenly changed dramatically, and the current heir died inexplicably, and a new heir was urgently needed to take the lead. In the history of the qinist, there have never been two candidates in the same period, and the birth of Concubine Qinyu and Qinyu broke this law. In the matter of deciding on candidates, Concubine Qin Yu is introverted and slightly inferior in qualifications, and everyone in the qin family is more optimistic about Qin Yu.
In order to evade this responsibility, she cast the forbidden spell of the qinist and single-handedly contributed to her fake death. And in the absence of an heir option, the Bloodline Power will automatically choose the "unique" one.
However, it is not unreasonable for forbidden spells to be called forbidden arts, the soul of the person who casts the spell will be sealed in a place with abundant spiritual power, and it will not be unsealed until the heir dies at the same time, but if the body and soul of the spell caster are not in the same place, the soul will eventually be dispersed, and it will not die well. Qin Yu didn't know these consequences, and she didn't understand until she woke up from the bottom of the lake after Concubine Qin Yu's death, so she took Concubine Qin Yu's death on herself.
In fact, as long as she told Concubine Qin Yu that she was unwilling to be the heir, Concubine Qin Yu would definitely stand up and take over the burden. Just as she knew about the curse seal that she would return Kotoyu's body to the place where her soul was sealed, she had always been willing to do anything for this sister.
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At this moment, Concubine Qin Yu felt the breeze with water vapor passing from the surface of the lake, and stubbornly thought that Qin Yu was talking to herself. The corners of the lips are unconsciously raised, and the arc is frozen, which is extremely beautiful.
She closed her eyes slightly, wanting to feel the breeze more intensively, so much so that Yuan Xiu stood beside her for a long time, and she didn't notice it.
Yuan Xiu remembered the previous meeting, Ouyang Mingyue couldn't fully believe what he said, but the Wan Gu Sect was about to suffer a catastrophe, he really couldn't sit still, the balance of forces on all sides had been many years, if there was a shift at this time, then the life of the Phantom Sect would not be easy in the future. He has not been the head of the sect for a long time, and he and Concubine Qin Yu have the same illness, and they are all ordered to be in danger.
At the same time as the previous heir of the Qin family died, Yuan Xiao left behind the Phantom Sect and disappeared, he always felt that there was a faint connection between these two things, but because the person concerned died and disappeared, there was no way to investigate, so he didn't investigate it for so many years.
He called softly, "Concubine Yu." ”
Concubine Qin Yu turned her head in response, and was a little panicked after seeing the person who came, "Sect Master." As he spoke, he was about to squat down, but was stopped by Yuan Xiu in time.
Compared with Qin Yu's big grin, Concubine Qin Yu's education was based on the style of everyone in ancient times, which often made Yuan Xiu feel at a loss, I really don't know how long it will take for her to correct this habit.
He shook his head helplessly, "There is no need to be formal in the future. ”
"Yes."
"Ever heard of The Dementor Song?" He gets straight to the point.
Concubine Qin Yu hesitated, "Of course." Then he said, "I've heard rumors, but I haven't seen them." ”
Yuan Xiu nodded, "Sure enough." ”
When he took over as the head of the sect, he took over the information left by his father, in which the secrets of the "Dementor Song" were mentioned by very few people except for the sect leader and the heir of the pianist. Judging by the situation, the previous heir obviously didn't have time to explain this.
He thought about the wording, hiding part of the truth in the document, "Your mother died suddenly, and I didn't tell you something, otherwise I wouldn't have been the one to do." I was going to keep this secret a little longer, but now that the situation is critical, I can't take much care of it. ”
"The sect leader is serious." Concubine Qin Yu was a little nervous in her heart, "Please speak." ”
Yuan Xiu told her that there are ten chapters in the "Dementor Song", and the practice method is completely different from the ordinary exercises, and the classics are melted into the flesh and blood of the heirs of the qin family.
After that, the two retreated at the bottom of the West Lake, and after leaving the customs, they changed the situation of the war in one fell swoop.
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Xi Linchen recounted this past to the three people in the hall. They looked at each other, no one thought that the legendary "Dementor Song" was actually a "living classic", no wonder not many people have been able to find it over the years, and even fewer have practiced it.
"How do you do it?" Qinyu thought of Qinle, and it turned out that the holy text she had been secretly looking for was far away in the sky.
Xi Linchen hesitated, "You need the essence blood of the Qin family's heir, and it can only be opened through the spell seal." ”
"Essence blood?" Kotoyu's brows furrowed.
"One drop is enough." Xi Lin Chen raised a finger, "The appearance of the chapter depends on the power of the spell mark and the purity of the soul power in the essence blood. ”
"Mother-in-law." Kotoyu turned to look at Granny Koto, "Does that person have a separation method for Tinedan in what chapter?" ”
Granny Qin shook her head solemnly, Yuan Xiao obviously didn't tell her these details.
She thought for a moment, "I'll go again." ”
Xi Linchen suddenly interjected, "As far as I know, after the proverbs were lifted, the man had already left. ”
Granny Qin smiled bitterly, "He still hates me." ”
The people in the hall were tacit, and no one spoke again.
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A list, 34 people, quietly placed in front of Yuan Ruolan, her restraint belt had been untied, and she was sitting at the desk in the ward at the moment.
These names, ordinary or complex, were like a sharp knife into her heart, and she thought she was ready, but it turned out that the reality was not so simple to bear.
She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, forcing herself to remember the names, they would then be her constant reminder that the tragedy would not happen again, and she didn't want to add another soul to her. The number 34 is sufficient.
During the whole process, Ouyang Zheng was always by her side, he could see her slightly trembling body, and he could see the struggle and suffering in her heart.
After a while, Yuan Ruolan asked:
"Where's Uncle Zhu?"
"I'm going to the law firm with my uncle."
Yuan Ruolan nodded, got up and walked to the window, the French plane trees outside the house were glowing with golden light, and in a blink of an eye, it was already late autumn. She looked out the window at the patients who were moving freely in the garden, most of them immersed in their own world, living their own lives and being happy.
"Actually, there's nothing wrong with being mentally ill." She suddenly sighed.
Ouyang Zai was stunned for a moment when he heard this, followed her to her side, and gently held her hand by the window.
Yuan Ruolan smiled at him, "Don't worry, I'm fine." Then he laughed at himself, "Now I kind of believe I'm an outlier." ”
"Does it matter?" Ouyang Zai crooked the corners of his mouth, his smile was still charming, but his face was much paler, probably because he was too tired to take care of her every day.
She laughed twice, "It's okay. ”
Then I silently promised in my heart: I will find a way to return Neidan to you. (To be continued.) )