After Zhang Tianshi woke up, he asked to see Song Zhancheng as soon as possible, but Song Zhancheng couldn't ask for this.

carefully instructed Foshan to take care of Cheng Jingyun, and Song Zhancheng went to see Zhang Tianshi alone.

Cheng Jingyun's origin is a matter that cannot be disclosed, and no one else can know about it, so Song Zhancheng took the rest of the people away, leaving only Zhang Tianshi and him in the camp.

As soon as Zhang Tianshi saw Song Zhancheng, he was about to struggle to get up and bow down, but Song Zhancheng hurriedly helped the person up, held it down to prevent people from moving, and said sharply: "You are covered in injuries, what are you going to do like this?" ”

"Lord Wang, I'm incompetent, I didn't get here in time, and I couldn't wake up Miss Cheng! Since I heard that Miss Cheng never woke up, I am really worried in my heart, and I can't wait to see you, but ......"

Song Zhancheng listened carefully and said: "I don't blame you for this matter, I didn't send someone to protect you, this time Ying San can bring you in time, it's really lucky, you don't have to blame yourself." ”

When Zhang Tianshi heard this, instead of relieving himself, he said even more excitedly: "Lord Wang, Miss Cheng can't die!" ”

"Why?"

"Before I came, I had a hexagram, the hexagram was chaotic, I only knew that Miss Cheng was entangled with your numerology, and it was difficult to separate, but on the way to escape, I thought all the way, and I understood what the hexagram meant."

Song Zhancheng subconsciously relaxed his breath and said, "You say, there are all my people around here, and no one will listen to them." ”

Zhang Tianshi said: "Miss Cheng is the person you are destined to live and die together. ”

The heavy six words hit Song Zhan's sincerity, his expression paused, and he asked, "Then what do you mean is that if I am still alive, Cheng Jingyun will not be able to die?" ”

Zhang Tianshi bowed his head, "That's the reason." ”

After hearing this, Song Zhancheng exhaled violently, couldn't help but show some rare smiles in the past few days, and said in a low voice: "That means that Cheng Jingyun is still alive at this time...... It's good to be alive......"

How could Zhang Tianshi not see what Song Zhancheng meant, Cheng Jingyun had been in a coma for many days, and the signs of life were weak, such a person seemed to be a person who had stepped into the ghost gate with one leg in the doctor's opinion. Song Zhancheng has always insisted on treating Cheng Jingyun and never gave up.

Until this moment, when he heard that as long as he lived, Cheng Jingyun still had hope, he was rarely relieved, what he cared about was not that Cheng Jingyun would not be able to survive if he died, but another meaning.

Zhang Tianshi said tentatively: "Lord Wang, what do you think of Miss Cheng as your destined person?" ”

"I don't think much of it." Song Zhancheng coughed lightly, changed the topic and asked, "Then is there a way to make Cheng Jingyun wake up now?" She really slept for too long. ”

"I still have to go and see the situation carefully, listening to people's descriptions is always incomplete, if the prince doesn't mind, take me to see."

Song Zhancheng hesitated: "You hurt ......"

Zhang Tianshi smiled, "It's not in the way to walk two steps. ”

Hearing this, Song Zhancheng twisted his eyebrows and said hello, then opened his mouth to call two people and helped Zhang Tianshi back to Cheng Jingyun's camp.

When Foshan saw Zhang Tianshi coming, he hurriedly said, "Zhang Tianshi, how is your body?" ”

"Out of the way, skin trauma."

"I'll help you in."

"There is labor."

Cheng Jingyun was still unconscious in the tent, and her face had turned horribly pale after not eating normally for many days.

Zhang Tianshi stepped forward to probe her snort and said, "The person is still alive." ”

"Yes."

"It's the same as what I said before, this is not an ordinary disease, there is no medicine and no medicine, Miss Cheng's situation, I'm afraid it is the separation of body and soul."

"Separation of body and soul? Is the body and soul separated? Foshan stepped forward and asked.

"That's what it means," Zhang Tianshi looked at Song Zhancheng, "Lord Wang, how long has it been since Miss Cheng woke up last time?" ”

Song Zhancheng didn't need to count, the answer blurted out, "Sixteen days." ”

"Has it been so long?" Zhang Tianshi's face was embarrassed, and after a while, he said: "Lord Wang, Miss Cheng's situation is not optimistic, the longer the body and soul are separated, the greater the possibility of conjuring spirits, I don't know where Miss Cheng's soul is at this moment, maybe it is still in the world, maybe, it is almost to a place where the soul should go." ”

"Quick?" Song Zhancheng grasped the word accurately.

Zhang Tianshi nodded and said, "Yes, once Miss Cheng leaves the world, what is lying in front of us at this moment is not a living dead, but only a dead man." ”

Song Zhancheng was stunned, "Didn't you say that as long as I'm alive, Cheng Jingyun won't die?" ”

"That's what it means," Zhang Tianshi never denied it, and said: "But at the same time, as long as Miss Cheng is dead, you will also ...... Lives are short-lived. ”

Song Zhancheng's eyes were red with excitement, and he was a little afraid to face what he had just heard, and Zhang Tianshi also felt a little cruel when he saw him like this.

"Lord ......"

"Zhang Tianshi, I ask you, you just said that you can recall Cheng Jingyun's soul, why don't you give it a try?"

"You can try, it's just that Miss Cheng has been in a coma for many days, and the possibility of wanting to summon a spirit back is not great."

Song Zhancheng gritted his teeth and said, "Since you can try, then try!" ”

Seeing that he insisted, Zhang Tianshi no longer persuaded him, and the matter was settled.

The energy required to conjure spirits can crush the seriously injured Zhang Tianshi, even if Song Zhancheng is anxious, he can't embarrass a patient, or Zhang Tianshi saw that he was almost recovered, so he took the initiative to bring it up.

If so, a few days have passed, and no one dares to make a definitive conclusion about whether Cheng Jingyun can successfully summon spirits.

Song Zhancheng watched the red flames burning in the night, only to feel that his heart was also burning fiercely, and he urgently needed a redemption.

After the leader of the Cold Moon Army was ambushed, she listened to the sound of horses' hooves getting closer and closer, and her heart was beating wildly, and the surroundings were not calm, but she could still hear her own heartbeat.

Until the fastest horse came into sight, the leader of the Cold Moon Army slowly raised one hand, like a flagpole between the dense forests, and when a large number of masked men and horses rushed in their direction, the hand raised by the leader of the Cold Moon Army quickly fell.

At the same time, the rest of the men who were not far behind her pulled the stumbling rope so hard that the first horse tripped and fell, and then one horse after another fell, and the man who fell from the horse was very uncomfortable, the horse was too high, and fell down in the midst of the rapid march, and the tender man fell until he vomited blood.

The leader didn't expect such a good reaction, and when the chasing men and horses were almost down, she quickly turned around and said, "Let's go!" ”

After the leader was broken, the rest of the people rushed in the direction they had arranged in advance, no longer caring about the miserable situation of the people behind them.

One of the people who fell to the ground who was not seriously injured stared at the back of the Cold Moon Army fiercely, and after covering his chest and getting up, he "spitted" on the ground, and scolded: "These stinky girls will really make fun of themselves!" Even grandpa dared to plot to see that I didn't lie on their skin! ”

He paused, looked around, and said, "Brothers, stand up for me if you can stand up, ride a horse to catch up with this group of stinky girls, and get back all the suffering suffered by the brothers!" ”

Even if they were injured, this group of bandits couldn't swallow this breath.