"Miss Ye, it's cold and windy, and it's going to snow this day, let's go back to the house. ”

Ye Chutao woke up again, and it was already two days later. But since she woke up, she has only been sitting under the cloister, or staring at the sky, or staring at a rotten tree in the courtyard in a daze, without saying a word, nor sleeping or eating.

So when Nangong Qiyue came back from buying food outside, what she saw was Ye Chutao, who was still sitting there, and her posture seemed to have never changed.

“......”

Unexpectedly, Ye Chutao ignored his words. Nangong Qiyue sighed helplessly when he saw this, and then he stretched out his fingers, and was about to recite a spell in his mouth, but was unexpectedly interrupted by Ye Chutao's voice.

"Don't read it...... I...... Didn't want to sleep......"

"Miss Ye?"

"I ...... Don't want to sleep...... Don't want to...... Sleep past ......"

Repeating this sentence in her mouth, Ye Chu Taoran turned her head woodly, and there was actually a trace of begging in her empty eyes at this time.

"Please...... No...... Don't let me sleep. ”

"But ......"

Squatting beside Ye Chutao on his knees, Nangong Qiyue's face was full of worry and pity that could not be concealed.

"But if you keep being like this, your body won't be able to stand it. ”

"I don't want to sleep ......"

Raising his hands to cover his face, there was already a faint cry in Ye Chutao's voice.

"I ...... As soon as I fall asleep, I will see...... When I saw my father, mother, cousin, and Mama Zhao, I ...... I watched them fall in front of me with their faces covered in blood, but ...... But no matter how hard I tried, I ...... But they couldn't save them...... I can only ...... You can only watch...... Watching them ...... They ......"

"Miss Ye!"

Casually putting the food in his hand on the ground, Nangong Qiyue reached out and hugged Ye Chutao, who was trembling all over, in his arms.

"Don't be afraid, don't blame yourself, it's not your fault!"

"It's not...... My fault?"

Shaking his head desperately, Ye Chutao choked up.

"It's all my fault, it's all because of me! if not...... If it weren't for saving me, Mama Zhao...... If it weren't for me, how could my mother, father, and cousin ......?"

"Miss Ye!"

Interrupting Ye Chutao's self-blame softly, Nangong Qiyue said distressedly: "It's not your fault, I don't blame you for this, so far, all of this, if you want to blame, blame the sky...... In short, Master Ye and Mrs. Ye, Mama Zhao and Lin Yucheng, they will definitely not blame you!"

"Huh, huh?"

Listening to Nangong Qiyue's words, Ye Chutao smiled bitterly twice, then leaned on Nangong Qiyue's arms and stopped talking.

Seeing her react like this, Nangong Qiyue wanted to recite the spell again to make her fall asleep, but as soon as she thought of the scene she had just said in her dream, the simple spell choked in her mouth and could no longer pronounce it.

Ge'er, you look like this now, can you teach me how to be good?

......

"Nangong Gongzi. ”

After being silent for a long time, Ye Chutao suddenly opened her mouth again to Nangong Qiyue's surprise.

"What's wrong?"

Looking down at the haggard and sad woman in her arms, Nangong Qiyue asked.

"You...... Not mortal, right?"

"Hmm. ”

Although he didn't know why Ye Chutao suddenly asked this question, Nangong Qiyue still nodded.

"What about you...... Is there a way for me to see Daddy and them again?"

After saying this sentence with some hesitation, Ye Chutao's face immediately showed a touch of self-deprecation.

"Heh, what am I talking nonsense...... They've all ......"

"Yes. ”

"What did you say?"

"I said, I have a way for you to see them again. ”

"Really...... Really?"

Looking up at Nangong Qiyue in disbelief, Ye Chutao was surprised and delighted, but a little scared.

"Nangong Gongzi, you ...... But you're lying to me?"

"Nope. ”

"But they're ......"

"As you said, I'm not mortal. ”

Patting Ye Chutao on the back, Nangong Qiyue said: "You told me before that you have believed in the theory of ghosts and gods, since this is the case, then you should know that after mortals pass away, they will not completely disappear into the Six Realms, and after they die, there will be envoys from the underworld to guide their souls to re-enter reincarnation." ”

"That'...... Can I really see my father, my mother, my grandmother, and my cousin?"

"Yes. ”

Secretly thinking about the feasibility of going to the underworld to borrow the souls of Ye Jinghai and others, Nangong Qiyue said: "Miss Ye, I promise you that I will definitely let you see them again, but you also have to promise me to take good care of your body in the next few days." ”

"Good!"

Because he has always had a mysterious trust in Nangong Qiyue, now that he has promised himself, he will definitely not break his promise.

Therefore, Ye Chutao cried with joy, she took the hot porridge handed by Nangong Qiyue, and drank it in a big gulp.

......

That night, when Ye Chutao fell asleep, Nangong Qiyue summoned Yuan Chu and Weishu, intending to discuss with them about going to the underworld.

And when the two of them listened to Nangong Qiyue's plan, Yuan Chu couldn't help but sigh a little.

"Alas, Yueyue, if you do this, if the Emperor of Heaven knows about it, you will be punished!"

"Punished?"

Shaking his head indifferently, Nangong Qiyue said: "I have even done this thing to find Ge'er's soul in the Six Realms, is it possible that I am still afraid to go to the underworld?"

"That being said, it's ......"

Yuan Chu glanced at Weishu, who had been silent since he came.

"But even if you go to the underworld, it is unlikely that the Hades King will give you the souls of the four members of the Ye family. ”

"You don't have to worry about that. ”

Nangong Qiyue said: "I had some friendship with the Hades King before, and it shouldn't be difficult to borrow the soul of the deceased." ”

"In that case, what did you tell us to come down for?"

Nangong Qiyue, who seemed to have been properly planned, glanced at it, and said at the beginning.

"He doesn't have the power of the immortal god now, and he can't go to the underworld. ”

glanced at Yuan Chu with a foolish look, and Weishu said, "You are really old." ”

"You old devil!"

Hearing Weishu scolding himself for being old, Yuan Chu just wanted to have a good argument with him, but when he saw Nangong Qiyue's frowning brows, he had to temporarily give up his plan to reason with Weishu.

"So, Yueyue, do you want us to go to Hades?"

"Hmm. ”

Nodding, Nangong Qiyue said, "So far, I can only ask you for help." ”

"But...... But ......"

Hearing Nangong Qiyue's words, Yuan Chu suddenly became a little embarrassed.

"But ......"

"But what?"

After glancing at Yuan Chu, who was a little weak-hearted, Weishu said, "Could it be that you are afraid of being known by the Emperor of Heaven?"

"You fart!"

After reprimanding Weishu, Yuan Chu said angrily: "How could I be afraid of this, it's just before...... Cough...... There was something wrong with the red thread I tied to Hades before, so Hades ...... As soon as he sees me...... Only...... Cough...... It would be nice to have a good talk to me calmly. ”

“......”

“......”

Hearing this, Nangong Qiyue and Weishu couldn't help but look at each other.

Weishu also knew that he wouldn't joke casually at the beginning of major events, so now that he had said this kind of thing that hurt his "statement", it meant that the festival between him and Hades was definitely not simple. So after sighing, Weishu said, "Then I'll go." ”

"Thank you. ”

“......”

Glaring at Nangong Qiyue, who bowed to him, Weishu flicked his sleeves and said, "Then without further ado, I'll go now." ”

"Good. ”

Taking out a red flower-shaped jade pendant and handing it to Weishu, Nangong Qiyue said: "This jade pendant is a token when I made an agreement with the Hades King back then, if you give it to him, he will definitely agree." ”

"Good. ”

took the jade pendant handed by Nangong Qiyue and put it in his sleeve, and Weishu's figure disappeared into the house in a blink of an eye.

"That Yueyue, is there anything else I can do to help?"

Weishu had already left, and Yuan Chu felt that since he had come down, it seemed a little unreasonable to do nothing, so he looked at Nangong Qiyue expectantly.

"As long as you don't let me go to the Hades, you can talk about other things!"

"Do you still have Taishang Laojun's Jin Dan?"

Thinking about Ye Chutao's body, Nangong Qiyue said: "Ge'er's body is getting worse and worse, I'm afraid she will ......"

"Alas, Yueyue, I told you two days ago that she is afraid that she will not last long. ”

Although he said this, Yuan Chu still took out a small porcelain bottle from his sleeve.

"In the last time, you can rest easy and accompany her. ”

“...... Good. ”

Responding to Yuan Chu's voice with some difficulty, Nangong Qiyue clenched the small bottle in her hand and frowned.