"Daddy? How did you? I! Chu Anruo looked at his father Chu Pei, and then looked at himself. The complexity and surprise in her heart were repeated and turbulent like waves.

There are more confusions.

Isn't she dead, but why is everything she sees like this now? If she hadn't been killed by Concubine Qin, what would she have experienced later.

Chu Anruo just thought of this, but the picture in front of him changed suddenly, his father Chu Pei was gone, the carriage was gone, and even the heavens and the earth were gone. Chu Anruo found herself in a dark place, she couldn't see anything, not even her own hands. And except for her own rapid breathing, she couldn't hear any sound, not even the sound of the wind.

Chu Anruo couldn't help but scream

"Grandpa!" Song Jiao's face was very pale, and she had already painted strange patterns on Chu Anruo's face and neck at this moment.

Everything was fine before, but suddenly, Chu Anruo opened his mouth like that, opened his eyes, and screamed in horror.

Song Jiao hurriedly looked at her grandfather, Song Lao.

At this moment, Song Lao's strange dance had stopped, only the sound of chanting continued, and Chu Anruo's exclamations drowned out his chanting. Song Lao stopped chanting and approached Chu Anruo.

"It seems that her memories did not go well!"

"What now?" Song Jiao asked.

"What else can I do, get a needle!" Song Lao's gaze fell on the top of Chu Anruo's head, and his hand reached out to Song Jiao.

The silver-white stone needle was quickly taken out of the bag by Song Jiao, and the stone needle was long and short, thick and thin, and there were nearly 100 pieces. Song Lao took a long formation. With a flower on his wrist, he stabbed straight to Chu Anruo's forehead

Chu Anruo, who was in the dark, felt that her head was about to explode, and then she heard a familiar voice calling in her ears, "An Ruo, An Ruo!" ”

Then, there was gradually a light in Chu Anruo's eyes, his body also felt the bumps and sway, and his ears also heard the sound of horses' hooves. Focusing her eyes again, she saw her father Chu Pei again, only this time. My father looked a lot older.

Chu Pei took a needle from Chu Anruo's head. While wiping it clean and putting it away, he let go of a big sigh of relief, "It's okay, it's okay." ”

The tingling sensation in Chu Anruo's head subsided, and she sat up. I saw my father hand over a bowl of water. And said. "Okay, okay, that's a success, and we can cure the disease. Next. There wouldn't have been so many deaths! ”

Chu Anruo didn't know how to answer for a while, she only drank water and didn't say anything, until Chu Pei took him to a place, she suddenly remembered.

Then, in the attic made of bamboo, Chu Anruo saw a young girl. But I saw that the girl's whole body was black and purple, her eyes were red and her lips were black, and her seven orifices were bleeding.

Almost instantly, Chu Anruo thought of Mu Ying and the medicine boy.

But it's not right, it's not right, it's not the right time. When her father treated the medicine boy, she Chu Anruo should have been only ten years old.

"An Ruo, why are you in a daze? Don't come and give a hand! Father Chu Pei's voice interrupted Chu Anruo's thoughts, and Chu Anruo hurriedly stepped forward.

In the next few days, Chu Anruo had been helping Chu Pei treat this girl, and with the contact, Chu Anruo found that everything turned out to be what happened when she was ten years old! This girl is the medicine boy who wants to live forever!

It's just that Chu Anruo gradually discovered that something was wrong, her father Chu Pei was not so much treating the girl, but making the girl's medicine into a perfect medicine boy.

It's just that when she wanted to ask her father about the situation, everything around flashed quickly like a movie, and a more and more huge tingling sensation exploded in Chu Anruo's mind, and in the end, she spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then passed out

"Grandpa, there's no pulse!" Song Jiao couldn't touch Chu Anruo's carotid artery, and said to Song Lao anxiously.

At this moment, some slight blood flowed out of Chu Anruo's tangram, and it seemed that the situation was not good.

"Grandpa, you have to stop, or she'll die!" Song Jiao grabbed Song Lao's arm with both hands, and begged weakly. What Grandpa's wish was, Song Jiao knew, but she didn't want to kill anyone.

"You know what, stop now, and you'll lose all your efforts. I don't have time for her to think about it slowly, I have to make her remember the most important part clearly! Song Lao's expression was a little more hideous, he took a very thin stone needle in his hand, and then pierced it into the top of Chu Anruo's head, as the needle penetrated, Chu Anruo's body trembled violently, and more blood flowed from her seven orifices.

Song Jiao couldn't bear it, but she couldn't do anything.

This time, Chu Anruo's father and daughter were both pressed to the ground until a man's deep voice came, "Send her away!" Chu Anruo was released.

Then she looked up and saw the man in the dragon robe and jade belt in front of her.

Chu Anruo's eyes shrank slightly, the man turned out to be Shou Jinfeng, the king of Chu River. In addition to being old, he also wore a dragon robe! He ended up on the throne and became emperor?

Chu Anruo quickly looked sideways at his father Chu Pei, his father, who was originally black and white, was already gray-haired and had a stiff back.

Chu Anruo looked at her hands, her hands were no longer delicate, she touched her face with her hands, and the smoothness of her skin was gone!

"Feed her!" But he listened to Shou Jinfeng's faint mouth.

Someone forcibly gave Chu Anruo a pill.

Shou Jinfeng began to walk towards Chu Pei, he leaned down slightly, and put his hand on Chu Pei's throat, and lifted his body vigorously like this, "Now, the pill is in your daughter An Ruo's belly, whether it is a blessing or a curse, it is all up to you!" ”

Chu Pei struggled, tears flowed from his eyes, and as soon as Shou Jinfeng's hand was released, he fell to the ground, and before he could stabilize himself, he rushed over and hugged Shou Jinfeng's legs, shouting in a hoarse voice, "I'll give it to you, I'll give it to you, don't harm my An Ruo, don't hurt her!" ”

What happened next, Chu Anruo was not clear. Because her consciousness began to blur. In the end, she saw that Chu Pei was helped onto the horse by Shou Jinfeng's people

"Grandpa Grandpa ——!" Elder Song pierced more needles into Chu Anruo's head, and Chu Anruo's blood flowed more. Song Jiao looked scared, and shook Song Lao's hand again and again.

Song Lao gave her a slap in the face, "Do your thing!" He glared fiercely.

Song Jiao covered her face, there were tears in her eyes but she didn't resist.

Song Lao did not continue to prick the needle, but looked at Chu Anruo, began to put his mouth close to Chu Anruo's ear, and then began to speak, the words he spoke. It is the Chinese language of the Great Chu State, "An Ruo." Anruo, what do you see now? ”

Chu Anruo didn't answer immediately, and he didn't even react in particular.

Song Lao asked like this several times, and Chu Anruo's mouth opened slightly. But still silent.

Song Lao saw this. Only then did he plunge another needle into Chu Anruo's head. As the needle gradually submerged, Chu Anruo's expression was painful and distorted, but the voice finally came out. With the word Da Chu Chinese said, "It hurts——! ”

This result made Song Lao very happy. He continued to ask, "What hurts, look at it, think about it, Anruo, get rid of your distractions, think about the day your father was killed, that is, that day, your father died, he died in front of you, don't you want to see who did it?" An Ruo, you have to think hard, try to remember, and then what you see. An Ruo, the truth is hidden in your memory, you have to sort them out, see them clearly, and then dig them out! ”

Old Song's words made Chu Anruo's expression more and more painful.

Chu An Ruozhi felt that his head was about to explode, and the pictures he saw before appeared messily again, but the order was reversed back and forth, but the death of his father Chu Pei and the memory of the Witch King's tomb were not at all. And so on and so forth, but there is never a new fragment of memory.

In the end, Chu Anruo saw a mirror, in the mirror was herself, just that self, a child for a while, a girl for a while, a woman for a while, and then an old woman. The changes in her life seem to be reincarnated in the mirror.

"Reincarnation!" Chu Anruo muttered, she didn't understand.

Song Lao also heard Chu Anruo's words, he thought about it and read these two words, but he didn't understand. He tried and tried, but there was still no progress.

Song Lao was silent for a while, looked sideways at Song Jiao, and then at Chu Anruo, his heart was horizontal.

"Bai Jing, come here!" Song Lao walked to the side and called Bai Jing, who was guarding not far away.

After a while, Bai Jing hurried over.

"Sir!" Bai Jing looked at Chu Anruo, and then bowed his head to Song Lao obediently.

"You go over and help me!" Song Lao Dao.

Bai Jing walked forward, but he didn't take a few steps before he suddenly felt a stab in his neck, and his whole body was numb. Bai Jing immediately knew that it was not good, but before he could react, a dagger was placed across his neck.

Song Lao cut it so lightly, and blood spurted out of Bai Jing's neck

"You can only use the forbidden art of sacrifice!" Song Lao muttered, but saw that he dialed the phone again, "Bring me all the people I prepared before!" ”

"Yes!" The voice on the other end of the line was familiar

A few days later.

Shou Jinfeng was already a little impatient, he had actually been asking people to find Chu Anruo's whereabouts, but things were just a little bit of an eyebrow.

On this day, Shou Jinfeng once again received a call from Chu Pei's disciple.

"I've found the Witch King's Tomb, so your previous plan can be carried out?" The woman's voice was pleasant.

"Plan?" Shou Jinfeng frowned, "What a plan!" ”

"Why do you need to pretend, Lord Wang, you want to live forever, and second, don't you want to rebuild the power of the ancient emperor, and there are many restorations in history, which one is not your driving force. But now that technology is more advanced, don't you have a more exciting plan than restoration? For example, the virus brings death, and control! ”

Shou Jinfeng's nerves tensed, there are not many people who know about this matter, how did the other party know?

"Go for it, this goal, we are the same, as for the Witch King's Tomb, I will contact you again, just when your plan starts to work!"

Without waiting for Shou Jinfeng to say anything, the other party hung up the phone.

Shou Jinfeng slammed the phone for the first time, he didn't like the feeling of being led by the nose now. (To be continued.) )