Just when he was worried, the space did not collapse as expected, and the gap that was torn open in front of Bai Tang's eyes slowly healed on its own.

When the little girl saw the power of the black mangs on the crack, she squeezed Jiang Futing's hand in fear and ducked behind his arm.

Bai Tang withdrew his hand a little unexpectedly, and he really couldn't tear it apart.

His peach blossom eyes flickered suddenly, noting down the structural features of the space.

Then, he scratched his head and winked at Jiang Futing with some embarrassment, and said earnestly: "Sacrifice the small self to achieve the big self." ”

Jiang Futing was already a little uncomfortable being caught by the little girl on the side, and he replied expressionlessly: "Speak well." ”

Bai Tang smiled shyly at him like a little girl.

Jiang Futing really couldn't stand the two charming and weird glances, and nodded stubbornly.

The coffin is the coffin, anyway, he hasn't never been lying down.

Ning Yuan was still a little unclear when he woke up, so he didn't have time to ask anything, so he was helped out by her sister.

Then her sister and Bai Tang's palms touched, and the golden rune whispers passed from her palm to Bai Tang's hand.

The next second, he saw Jiang Futing very obediently stepping into the coffin and lying in.

Sure enough, the posture of the handsome person lying in the coffin is extremely elegant, and this is not the point!

The point is that he was bewitched by his sister, and he actually ran into the coffin willingly.

He thought it was a joke until he saw the coffin lid closed.

Ning Yuan sent three soulful questions to himself: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?

Before he could react more, Bai Tang took out his rag bag and waved his hand, and the coffin flew into his bag.

Ning Yuan: "······" He tried not to be too surprised.

I saw this peach-cheeked man smiling at him: "Let's go out." ”

The world in the coffin is dull and silent.

There were planks of wood on all sides, and there was no room for him to stretch out except for the height, which he had room to lift his hand slightly.

This coffin looks quite big on the outside, mainly because the wood is thicker and heavier, that is, this little girl has more room to lie on.

And at this moment, this little girl, who is sticking to the lid, is looking at her face to face from above.

The hollow and red eye sockets were so close to him that even the bloodshot inside and the blurred flesh and blood in the eye sockets could be seen clearly.

The scars must not have been even, not at all like they were removed by normal medical means, but were dug up raw.

No anesthesia, no specialized equipment.

Jiang Futing felt her eyes hurt just thinking about it, nine years old should be the age when she was carefree and pampered by her family, but she experienced the pain of darkness.

The little girl looked at him and suddenly frowned gloomily, and asked inexplicably, "What are you thinking?" ”

Jiang Futing was silent for a moment, and then pointed to his eyes: "Does it hurt?" ”

She stiffened for a moment, and smiled as if she didn't care: "What's so painful about this!" ”

And then the other way around

Funny: "Are you a big man more afraid of pain than me?" ”

Jiang Futing felt the deep grief from her eyebrows and emotions.

It hurts!

Instead of answering her, he asked, "What's your name?" ”

The little girl smiled, "Ning Qiuyu." ”

The sweetness in her smile was a little more sincere, no one had pronounced her name for too long, and even when she said it, she felt raw and astringent.

It's like the last century.

"Autumn rain." Jiang Futing followed her wishes and lightly called her name.

The smile on Ning Qiuyu's face became more bright, and then even the blood on her skirt slowly faded, and her small cheeks did not change much, and then her big almond-like eyes gradually appeared.

Her appearance is even better than in the photo, although she is an immature baby face, her facial features are very marked.

"Brother Jiang." Ning Qiuyu suddenly called affectionately and sweetly.

Jiang Futing was silent for a moment, not knowing whether to respond or not, and only after a while did he say "um".

She probably secretly learned his name from Ning Yuan.

Ning Qiuyu floated down a little slowly, extremely close to him, and the tips of the noses of the two of them were almost touched.

Jiang Futing frowned resistantly, but the other party smiled at him as if he hadn't seen it: "I thought we were alone men and widows in the same room, what would you ask me?" ”

He was silent as usual, and corrected, "That's not how the word is used. ”

Ning Qiuyu never expected his answer, so he said "oh" dryly, and asked with a reluctant smile: "Aren't you curious, why did these people arrest me?" Why am I hiding in a coffin? ”

Jiang Futing glanced at her, sighed helplessly, and asked cooperatively, "Why?" ”

Ning Qiuyu was bored by his boring, deadlier reaction: "You are so boring. ”

She said that the soul body was hidden thinly, and squeezed it down in the gap next to Jiang Futing, and Jiang Futing reluctantly moved to the side as much as possible.

Probably because he was tired after making a fuss for too long, Ning Qiuyu sighed and finally began to speak normally, "However, it's better than the smiling tiger who looks at the grinning, that guy is unpredictable, and I don't know how much he has hidden, who knows the good and the bad." ”

Her voice is still a little green and girlish, but her tone is a lot more mature.

Jiang Futing didn't refute her, and he knew Bai Tang's temperament very well, but he also knew that he would pit everyone and not himself.

This intuition is as if it is innate and engraved in the soul, firm and persistent: "He is my master and my brother. ”

Ning Qiuyu turned over and looked at him: "You look at the heavy mind, but his mind is heavy, don't be sold one day and don't know." ”

Jiang Futing turned his head to look at him, and asked rhetorically, "You pay?" ”

Ning Qiuyu was choked, and his kindness was regarded as a donkey's liver and lungs, and he turned over the lid on the coffin in front of him in a huff.

The little emotions came and went quickly, and after a while, I was not so angry again, and I suddenly spoke

"Actually, this coffin was used to suppress me. ”

Jiang Futing said without hesitation: "I can see it." ”

Ning Qiuyu felt that he couldn't say anything halfway through the brewing, he probably really didn't want to listen to it, and he kept choking himself deliberately, but the more he didn't want to listen to her, the more he had to say.

"It was done by the people of the Immortal Sect, their faction is a second-rate sect that is not famous, and the sect is a corpse puppet. The head of their faction secretly learned from the corpse puppet in the six veins of the Trick Sect seven or eight years ago, and finally formed his own faction. ”

She glanced at the expressionless person next to her and continued:

"The head of the sect himself didn't steal the learning in place, he only learned four dislikes, and he came out after stealing the cheats in the sect. The Sect of Tricks is a first-class sect, and when it learned of this, the entire cultivation world was wanted, and the Immortal Sect was worried that it would be discovered that it had been suppressing its reputation, except for the people in the sect, the people in the outer sect did not know much. ”

No wonder Bai Tang has been checking for so long, and there is no more useful information, Jiang Futing was interested by her words: "What's going on with you?" ”

Ning Qiuyu, who was still talking endlessly just now, suddenly fell silent, as if a heavy iron chain had pulled her back into the darkness, and she said sullenly, "I'm not sure either. ”

Jiang Futing thought that she was going to deliberately hide something, and said lightly: "I have met a few ghosts, just like you, but not as strong as you." ”

Ning Qiuyu turned his head again in surprise, and his voice was so loud that it almost pierced his eardrums: "Have you met other people like this?" ”

"Yes." Jiang Futing nodded.

"I thought I was going to run out." She muttered, "How can you just catch me." ”

Jiang Futing recalled the previous few people: "You are more powerful. ”

Ning Qiuyu didn't know whether to be happy or sad about this power for a while, but she really didn't know how it became like this, she only knew that that place was terrible, endless killing, as long as you stopped, you would be torn apart by other unjust souls in the next second.

She opened her mouth, and her voice was a little ethereal:

"There is a big copper furnace in the forbidden land of the sect, there is a terrible power in it, but there is a steady stream of vitality, I was thrown into it with the same group of other little ghosts half a year ago."

"When I went in, I found that there were countless souls inside, and that power burned my soul to the point that my soul was about to disperse, and the countless little ghosts that were thrown in must devour each other to ensure that I would not really be roasted to ashes."

All the souls were reborn and refined by that power, and if they wanted to survive, they would devour their souls and be reborn, and then repeat themselves in the copper furnace.

The means and methods of making the test specimen were simply cruel and frustrating, and he didn't know what hell was like, but that's probably what it was.

He couldn't imagine how such a little girl survived, he only remembered that when his seal was broken and his soul was almost torn, the painful feeling he felt would never be forgotten.

But Ning Qiuyu experienced his pain over and over again.

The voice in her ears had stopped, and Jiang Futing turned her head sideways and looked at her with a faint gaze: "Then what?" ”

"And then?" Ning Qiuyu's scalp was still a little numb with that nightmarish memory

, She smiled casually: "There are a few lucky ones in the middle, who ran away directly when the new souls were released in the other few times, and I was the only one who came out generously until the end." ”

The hardships in the middle were all brought by her.

Jiang Futing still maintained the posture of watching her speak, although she was only a nine-year-old girl when she died, her heart was a little too tenacious.

doesn't cry, doesn't make trouble, never shouts grievances for himself, and swallows all the pain on his body slowly.

To be able to forcibly change the soul body, how powerful it must be, to kill from countless unjust souls, and to raise the strength to such a force, what kind of heart does it get.

Ning Qiuyu was a little uncomfortable by the fleeting heaviness in his cold eyes, and the emotions that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time were suddenly hooked, and when he looked at Jiang Futing, he felt an indescribable grievance.

This uncontrollable bad feeling upset her.

She glared at him, "Why are you looking at me like that!" It's like I'm dead! ”

Oh no, she was dead.

Jiang Futing was keenly aware of the strangeness in her emotions, and touched her hand without a trace: "What about the coffin?" ”

(End of chapter)