"I remembered, remembered!" The elegant woman opened her teary eyes and murmured, "He brought me here, and he actually put me in the ebony wood, he ...... He ......"

Although this woman was crying pear blossoms with rain, her emotions were excited, and her mind had obviously become unconscious, but when she said this, a fact had been invisibly revealed, a fact that I was a little difficult to accept.

Is this person lying in the coffin of the Usumu tree?

"What? What did you say? You mean it's you in the ebony coffin......" I blurted out, my brain boomed, and it almost exploded, so what the hell is she a ghost? Or what's weird? If it's a ghost, why can I get on my body, which is also a ghost, my heart turns a thousand times, and countless thoughts flash through my head......

"He must have brought me here," the woman continued to tear her eyes, but the tears seemed to be inexhaustible, wiping off one piece, and another one flowed out, "I lay on the cold bluestone and white jade, and the blood flowed out, he cried, he didn't want me to die like that, he must have brought me here......"

In the midst of the mournful cry like a cry, the woman waved her slender fingers, and I suddenly saw a picture, a picture of clothes as vast as a myth.

It is the outline of a sea of vicissitudes, in the layers of surrounding mountains, there are big rivers flowing on the side of the mountain, there are dark clouds covering the sky and the sun, at this time in the tumbling and rolling suddenly appeared a majestic palace, the palace with fine light, I saw a figure suddenly fall down from the palace, straight down between the mountains, the heaven and the earth screamed, the sun and the moon had no light, the figure staggered and wanted to get up, but the strength was not enough.

His face was covered with blood, and it took a lot of effort to get up, trying to straighten his waist, slowly, slowly, step by step, walking towards the wide square under the palace, and there was a woman lying on the altar of bluestone and white jade in the square, the woman was covered in blood, and she had already lost her vitality.

He gently and gently picked up the woman, and swore in the voice of mosquitoes and flies: "I'd rather bear the people of the world, and stop teaching the people of the world to bear your ......."

It seemed that only this man's whispering oath echoed in the heavens and the earth for a long time.

"I'd rather bear the people of the world, and stop teaching the people of the world to bear your ......"

The elegant woman became excited, and she muttered quickly and quietly: "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! It's me who is bad, it's all my fault, don't do that! Don't ......" She tried to reach out and grab it all, but the image began to surge and suddenly cracked.

"No—"

The unbearable pain in the woman's crying words was accompanied by unspeakable sorrow, which made everyone who heard it die together.

I glanced feebly at the last shattered image, just in time to see his face holding her, and she was the one lying in the coffin at the moment.

This picture seemed to hide a lot of information and secrets, and brought me a strong shock, I really felt that there was something in my mind that wanted to jump outward, but before I could grasp the faintly revealed clue, the crescent moon in my back turned into a whirlpool as if it swelled countless times in an instant, almost bursting the whole person.

I couldn't put it into words, as if my soul was about to be shattered into pieces, I screamed involuntarily, holding my head in my hands, rolling back and forth on the ground in pain, and I couldn't help it.

When I was in extreme pain, a soft voice came from my ear, "Thank you for letting me come back here, meeting is fate, sending you a ...... of creation"

……

……

I don't know how long it took, but the painful turmoil of the soul gradually subsided, as if the crisis of brain breaking, I was sweating all over my body, and there was a faint fear.

I was actually lying in Xiao Podao's arms, his face was full of apologies, and he even tried his best to slow down his tone when he spoke, as if a heavier voice would affect me.

I haven't fully woken up yet, but I'm silently thinking in my heart, I can already speculate that this person lying in the coffin died for some reason, and he brought her here, and put her in the rumored Usumu that can be resurrected from the dead, hoping that she can be reborn, she has been lying for so many years, and she is still a corpse, an incorruptible corpse.

But I don't know if it's Usumu's miraculous effect or some other reason, her soul has always existed, never stop wandering, searching, and can't find a way back...... Until I brought it here.

This undoubtedly also shows that this Wusu wooden coffin was not made for her. So, who was originally buried in the Jiuli Ancient Palace? Why is it missing again?

I was now being held by Xiao Podao, I wanted to stand up and look at the woman again, my heart moved at will, so I suddenly disappeared, and when I reappeared, I was already standing next to the ebony coffin, regardless of Xiao Podao's shocked eyes, when I looked at the woman in the coffin again, my eyes were suddenly again.

The elegant woman's eyes have been closed for I don't know how many years, and at this moment they seem to have opened, she looked at me silently, without speaking, her eyes were as light as autumn water.

I don't feel afraid, I don't feel terrible, I only have an indescribable sadness in my heart, that feeling, I don't think anyone has ever experienced, I have seen a corpse exactly like myself, watching it decay and shrink a little bit...... Before I knew it, my eyes were filled with tears.

Boom -

When the tears filled his eyes, the silent Wusumu tree coffin suddenly shook, and the corpse in the coffin seemed to be about to be reborn, surrounded by an invisible flame, and the corpse began to blur sharply, ethereal, as if it had been burned into ashes, and little by little it drifted away from the eyes and disappeared. In the haze, I heard a voice echoing between the void and my ears.

"I live for you, die for you, that silk, I keep chopping, red dust and lead, I can't wash it, I can finally come to accompany you......"

With this voice, the figure in the coffin completely turned into a piece of dust, and I wanted to reach out and grab her, but as soon as I stretched out my hand, the dust exploded, mixed into the air, and slowly drifted away, never to be found again.

"She's gone......" Little Podao looked at me pitifully, perhaps sensing my strange emotion, and grabbed my hand very tightly.

At this moment, I suddenly understood in my heart, and completely understood a truth, some things, missed, will not come back, some people, lost, will not be again, that is a complete loss, which makes people panic.

I couldn't help but hold Xiao Podao's hand tightly, looking at her flickering pure eyes, my heart was a little sweet and a little bitter.

The hands of the two people were clasped tightly together, and even their hearts seemed to be close to each other without a distance.

At this time, I reacted at the same time as him, and I was shocked to discover something. (To be continued.) )