The road back was not long, and she was more determined than when she was confused.

She wants to go to the reincarnation well to find out the truth of her past life.

Those strange dreams, sometimes palpitations, stirred up her peaceful life into a pot of porridge.

The red rope on his hand is a little old, and the bright color on it has dissipated a lot in the past few months, but the ingenuity of the preparation can still be seen.

This is a red rope given by the shopkeeper in the inn of the ghost village.

This was originally made up to protect everyone from entering the mountain safely, but as a result, they still encountered a big silver python that was rare to see in a thousand years with a red rope.

Come to think of it, that entry into the mountain was the beginning of all the strange things that have happened recently.

The red rope is of no other use, but she doesn't want to take it off, so she treats it as a thought, often looks at it, and recalls it often.

In order to show the might of the snake clan to Si Wen, Bi Heyu deliberately summoned his own car, which was a spirit beast that could call the wind and rain.

The spirit beast traveled thousands of miles a day, and it was still a cloud road, and it didn't take long for the three of them to return to the ghost village.

Far away, Chanchan could see a row of festive people standing at the gate of the ghost village.

Shang Yehua had already calculated that the three of them would come back today, so he informed Jiang Cheng of the matter.

Jiang Cheng was silent for a moment, still not thinking about how to face Chanchan, and said for a long time that he wanted to go out to meet them.

Under his careful care, Beizi has been waking up more and more during the day, and now, he is almost no different from ordinary people.

Since she woke up, she has been sticking to Jiang Cheng's side, and the two of them are in love, which is a good scenery.

Shang Yehua is used to seeing it, an old man, what scene haven't you seen?

It's just that I don't know, what will happen to these three people when they see it?

"Is my missing three souls in her?" Bei Zi smiled and looked at the person who came, her curly eyelashes trembled, and she ripped off Jiang Cheng's wide sleeves.

Jiang Cheng chuckled: "Yes, you feel it?" ”

Of course.

When you find that someone else has their own indispensable three souls, it is equivalent to seeing a person with the same face as yourself, which is weird and strange.

Jiang Cheng silently calculated in his heart, unconsciously, he and Chanchan have been separated for more than a month, she has lost weight, but she is much more energetic, and the aura around her body seems to be stronger, and the whole person is different.

"Young master!" As soon as Bi Heyu saw Jiang Cheng, he was overjoyed, and kept turning his head to Si Wen's first envoy's eyes, "Look, my young master personally came out to greet me, this is a great honor for us." ”

Si Wenchu just smiled, his eyes stayed on the woman beside the person, she was wearing light-colored clothes, her black hair was casually up late with a wooden hairpin, and there was still a little broken hair on her forehead.

Her eyes were deep, like a pool of deep water, enveloping him in bottomless water, unable to breathe, and with nowhere to escape.

She seemed to notice his gaze, looked at it squarely, and smiled.

Raised his eyebrows and said, "Dry, long time no see." ”

yes, long time no see, Beizi.

I don't know how to face it with a long goodbye.

It is the joy of reunion after a long absence.

It's still a stranger's coldness.

"Hmm."

He nodded hurriedly, shifted to the farthest position from her, and looked away from her.

Jiang Cheng didn't expect Bei Zi to be able to see Si Wenchu's true identity at a glance, because of the poison, his spiritual power had declined a lot, and he didn't see the appearance behind Si Wenchu, and Bei Zi, who had just recovered from a serious illness, could see him with just such a glance.

At the beginning, the relationship between the two must have been closer than he imagined.

It was as if a huge piece of cotton was stuffed in his chest, sullen and unable to breathe.