Six years later

At that time, the light hurried by, and suddenly looked back at the most serious injuries, the deepest love, and the most unforgettable people that could remain in my memory.

Pan Zhen sat next to the coral platform, holding a newspaper in one hand and a coffee cup in the other, naturally shaking the paper twice, and slowly read: "On June 1, a passenger ship capsized and sank on the main road of the Yangtze River, and 422 people died."

He took a sip of coffee and looked at the iceman lying next to him with a sigh: "Xiao Yaoyao, you see so many people dead, if you hear it, will you be sad?" By the way, you're about to have a birthday, what do you want me to give you this year? ”

Six years of time Zhen had long been accustomed to the cold in this room, and in the first three years he was still full of confidence to go to the farthest place he could reach, looking for a way to resurrect Zhang Yao.

After failing one by one, although he did not give up completely, he wanted to stay by his side more.

One year, three years, six years, or even sixty years is just a number for Zhen, and he believes that as long as he lives, sooner or later he will see Zhang Yao wake up.

Outside the castle, on the side road by the lake, four or five high-end cars drove in one after another.

In the square in front of the main entrance, several servants stopped their work and looked at the arriving convoy.

Ouyang Qian stood on the stone steps with his hands in his trouser pockets, leisurely looking into the distance. Because he grows slower than ordinary people, his appearance has not changed much.

The cars were parked one after another, and from the front car stepped a man, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, with an extraordinary bearing. His healthy complexion is even more indicative of his poisiness.

After tidying up his clothes, he strode up the stairs.

Standing with Qian, the height difference is still quite large.

"Is Pan Zhen here?" The first thing he said in his deep voice was to ask Zhen.

Qian raised his head and smiled slightly: "Xu Dongyang." Long time no see. ”

"This time I brought two people, maybe Zhang Yao really has hope to be resurrected." He said with confidence.

Qianben didn't want to hit him, but in the past few years, he has nothing to do and gets something every now and then, which is also a headache for him.

Old Taoists, monks, and masters, and even foreign ones have invited back several times.

"Dongyang, didn't I tell you, what happened later, Kun means Zhang Yao should not reply" has not finished speaking. Dongyang raised his hand to interrupt him.

"I know what's going on, Zhang Yao's soul is gone." After speaking, he didn't explain to Qian, and looked at the two people who got out of the car in the back in the distance.

They were two little girls who looked the same. Wearing the same pink princess dress, the straight hair of the shawl is matched with the neat head curtain, and the tender face has a pair of cute big eyes, such beautiful twins will attract countless eyes wherever they go.

"Who are they?" Qian was very curious. What can these two little girls do.

Dongyang didn't answer him. Wait until they come up.

One of the girls walked straight up to Qian, but her eyes didn't look like a child of about five years old.

As soon as she spoke, her voice was sweet: "Don't you know me?" Dry. ”

Hearing her say this, Qian was suddenly stunned, because even if he changed his appearance and voice, his tone of voice would not change.

"Demon Spirit-sama"

The girl sneered: "It seems that you are not stupid, send us to see Zhang Yao, I miss him a little." ”

Qian and Dongyang walked to the front. The two girls followed behind and went to the secret room in the lake.

"What's going on?" Dry asked in a whisper.

Didn't stop. Continuing to walk, Dongyang turned his head a little and replied to him: "A few days ago, they suddenly appeared downstairs in my company, just told me that the time was up, and then asked me to take them to find Zhen." ”

"Is it really a demon?" Qian's mind was racing to analyze the ins and outs of this matter.

Dongyang glanced at him and continued: "It should be reincarnation, just now the one who told me that Zhang Yao was scattered in order to save her." ”

It turned out that when Kun left, what he said was to make us die. Only he could see the spirit, and what happened in the end must have hit him too hard.

After chatting and chatting, the group walked to the secret room at the bottom of the lake, and asked everyone to wait outside, wanting to go in and call out the earthquake by themselves.

The two girls ignored him, pushed open the stone door, and walked in.

The cold inside the house didn't seem to affect them at all, and only Dongyang was left outside.

Zhen was still reading the news to his little Yaoyao, and he was surprised to see someone break in.

The Holy Spirit and the Demon Spirit stood on either side of the coral platform, and their heights could not be seen at all.

"Do you want me to help you?" Qian walked up behind one of the girls.

"Hmm." She said with a smile, infinite warmth spreading in her eyes.

"Dry! - Why didn't you come and help me? "I didn't expect the other side to be unwilling, it seems that this is the Holy Spirit and the other is the Demon Spirit.

"Who are you?" Zhen was still holding a newspaper with a cup of coffee, watching their every move in a daze.

Qian put the two girls on the coral platform, walked to Zhen's side, and whetted his appetite: "Guess? ”

"It can't be the Holy Spirit and the Demon Spirit, right?" Zhen pressed the answer right in one sentence, which made Qian very depressed.

"It's really boring, but now it's okay, I guess Zhang Yao is saved." He sat down in the chair and felt much more comfortable. He has had no taste in the past six years, and since Zhang Yao died, everyone has felt like a thorn in their hearts, which will inadvertently make people feel painful.

The room he had lived in, the chair he had sat in, and even the place where he had appeared had become a forbidden place.

Zhen almost lived in this ice cave, and he didn't know where to go, and the only good thing that happened was that Lian Ying married Yue Ying.

On the coral platform, the Holy Spirit slowly took down the 10,000-year-old ice crystals on Zhang Yao's chest and handed them to the demon spirit on the opposite side.

Then she stroked his cheek with her warm little hand, and the ice began to fade back to its original complexion.

The abrasions on his body and the arrow wounds on his back were all healed. Zhang Yao is like a person who has fallen into a deep sleep, as long as he calls softly, he will wake up.

Zhen walked to the side excitedly and watched him change little by little.

"Will Xiao Yaoyao be resurrected soon?"

The demon spirit resealed the ice crystal in his hand and sighed: "How can it be so easy, his spirit is scattered, we have to reunite our soul now." ”

As the room warmed up and everything changed to its original state, the Holy Spirit jumped down from the coral platform and opened the stone door to let Dongyang enter the room.

The demon spirit stood beside Zhang Yao's body and watched quietly.

Everyone sat together, and the Holy Spirit slowly spoke: "Everyone is the one who wants him to come back, so we came to you, Zhang Yao's body is no longer in trouble, and now the key is that the soul is not easy to gather." ”

Qian looked at Zhen and Dongyang, and shook his head: "Although we have lived for more than 2,000 years, when it comes to supernatural abilities, witchcraft really can't compare with you, so we will do whatever you arrange." ”

Zhen agreed with him and nodded.

"Well, in that case, I'll say it. There are days and moons in the world, and there are yin and yang, so there is another kind of immortality hexagram enabled by Wu Yingtian more than 2,000 years ago, that is, the immortal hexagram, immortality is only immortal in the body, and immortality is the immortality of the soul. The Holy Spirit's narration evoked peace of mind in all present. (To be continued.) )