Chapter Seventy-Two: Lost Souls
"You 'brown', that's enough. I help you because I sympathize with you. It's not because I'm afraid of you. I hate people threatening me the most. Sun Qingshang pointed at her and her eyes were split, and her words swept sharply.
"Do you think you can really keep me the way you are? I'll tear you apart in minutes. Eight pieces of unloading......
Oops-" It's just that before she finished scolding, she saw Su Xiaojin wave her arm, and a drop of water splashed on her face.
Sun Qingshang suddenly covered his eyes, sadness came from his heart, tears flowed down his face, and he knelt straight and straight......
Again, howling and crying.
"Hmph, in Mingli Lake, your life is up to me." Su Xiaojin pointed at her softly and tyrannically. After speaking, he used his mana and sucked back with his palms.
Sun Qingshang only felt that he had a burst of numbness on his body, and he could see it very clearly; But the consciousness is not under its control, and it does not know how to resist.
She twitched, seeing her soul pull away from her body. Then she was top-heavy and sleepy, and fainted......
I don't know how long I slept, Sun Qingshang opened her stinging eyes again, and saw a slightly pale green shadow, drooping her head, floating listlessly behind Su Xiaojin.
That's my soul, Sun Qingshang's liver and intestines are broken, and his eyes are bursting.
Su Xiaojin seemed to understand her intentions, and said comfortably: "Don't worry, as long as you pass on my words and come back to report to me."
Not only will I return your soul intact, but I will also reward you with a treasure. ”
"You ......" Sun Qingshang hated decadence and hung his head. This time, she was threatened and used, playing with her fingers. It's a shame.
If you come out to mix, you will have to pay it back sooner or later......
"Why don't you go quickly, waiting for me to turn you into a pile of bones?" Su Xiaojin commanded the spirit, and he could not be the only way.
You wait for me. Sun Qingshang secretly hated, she was so depressed that her blood was gushing, and her heart was broken. staggered and turned away......
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I don't know how long I swam, but Sun Qingshang finally saw the light on the water. She waved her arms desperately and floated upward......
"Whew-" She finally jumped out of the water, and she gasped hard. Wiped a handful of red and swollen eyes.
She collapsed on the shore of the lake exhausted, feeling the thrill of the rest of her life.
Yes......
The sky is blue, the bamboo is green, and the air smells so good......
She lay on the ground flutteringly, enjoying the hard-won beauty.
For the first time in memory, it was the first time that I had mixed up so badly. There is no knife, no gun, no blood. She humiliated herself and made herself kneel and kneel.
The fighting spirit is lost, and the will is sunk.
How so?
When did she start her way?
So silent? It's horrible.
It is obviously such a pleasing lake and landscape, a scenic spot in the world, and it is extremely forgetful. Who doesn't want to indulge?
Is this how easy it is to lose vigilance?
In the silent autumn rain, she poured infinite grievances. evoke the sadness of leaving.
The gloom of the autumn rain, those sad feelings, can easily cause the loneliness and Qi Qing of the lonely traveler...... It's frustrating.
Although the climate in the mountains is changeable, I am afraid that it is all clouds and rain formed by the condensation of the water in the lake.
Those were her tears......
I remember that in the evening, the sky was full of clear glow. It's only been a few moments, and the clouds are thick?
It must be that she is secretly manipulating the life and death of others.
Never touch those lakes again.
When it rains, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, hold up the barrier.
Sticking to himself like this, Sun Qingshang secretly swore that he would never dare to relax his vigilance again.
Lying like this, she felt sore. Turning sideways with difficulty, with his head on the ground......
"Oops—"
There was actually a person hanging from the back.
It scared her so much that she almost went out of her body.
She rolled on the spot and looked carefully, but she was not dazzled. It was indeed a "person" in a long robe and white robe, standing beside her without touching her feet, staring at the lake in a daze.
It's just that his figure is slightly light, almost transparent, and his white robe is faintly fluttering in the wind.
It turned out to be a wisp of ghost.
Sun Qingshang remembered his soul that was suppressed.
What's going on on this lakeside? Lonely ghosts everywhere.
Could it be that he was also attracted by Su Xiaojin? Sun Qingshang looked at him with some sympathy.
The white ghost looked sluggish, only his eyes were full of expectation, and he looked at the lake stupidly, standing still.
"Hey—" Sun Qingshang called out to him, waving at him.
“……”
Forget it, souls without resentment will not speak.
Hey, sigh again, since I entered the lonely barren mountain, I have been constantly frightened. Sure enough, it's still warm in the world!
The devil's road is bumpy; Spirits are dangerous.
Seeing that his dress was almost dry, Sun Qingshang stood up and planned to go up the stone steps.
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Dense green bamboo, thick ink slender. At first glance into the bamboo sea, the sun is gloomy. As the swaying sounds, the blue sky cracked.
Looking up, the finely cut leaves, the breeze poured through, startled the shallow singing and low ......
The pale green dress wanders in the meantime, like a fish in water.
This place is so beautiful, if you can cultivate into a fairy, you can get this place to be named a fairy mountain.
Life can be without regrets.
Sun Qingshang fantasized and turned around a few times briskly.
But the thought of her strange neighbor made her shiver at once. Mention the spirit of twelve, and speed up the pace.
When I reached the top of the mountain, I saw some bamboo leaves falling on the ground, running around with the wind, wandering uncertainly......
In the middle, on the old and broken black stone plate, there are mossy stains.
There is an arm-long green bamboo cane, shining with blue light; The bamboo body is transparent, gentle and moist, and humble as jade.
Burned into the stone plate in silence, it resembles a sundial (Note 1), and it is noble and detached.
Not in harmony with the song, just because of the oligo.
The hunting wind lingered on the tip of his nose, blowing Sun Qingshang's hair lightly.
I looked at it for a long time in such an open space......
There you are......
I'm coming......
There was a lonely voice, constantly ringing in Sun Qingshang's heart, coiling endlessly.
...... do we know?
Know......
Tears welled up in the eyelashes. She put her hand on her chest and sat down on the stone plate.
The bitterness of the inner turmoil is different from the confusion of last night's consciousness.
At this point, her thinking was exceptionally clear......
Her heart ached so much that she couldn't help herself......
What the hell is going on?
"Xi Ziqin, you're here—" A Yunyu voice came. Between the fluttering white clothes, someone turned out of the "sundial".
I saw a beautiful young man dressed in a Taoist robe, with eyebrows like cuts, a nose like carvings, and a face like a crown of jade, walking out.
If it weren't for his hollow eyes and blank expression. It's really due, it's perfect, Fei Fei is brilliant.
Sun Qingshang looked at it and found that he was very similar to the white-robed young man by the lake.
It's just a ghost by the lake, so faint that it can't be seen.
But the white-clothed robe, as well as this all-round temperament, are almost the same.
Could it be that the lonely soul belongs to this one?
But the three souls have gone to two, and the six spirits have been reduced by five.
There is only one soul left, barely supporting the body, really like a puppet.
At this time, Sun Qingshang had no time to care about this, because she was shrouded in the shadow of the young man's tense ......
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Note 1: Also known as "daily regulation", it is a kind of timekeeping instrument that uses the sun shadow to measure the time in ancient China.