There were dead bodies in the streets, covered with sheets, curtains, and the like, and there were many chasers with face toveils covering their faces, carrying the dead bodies out of the house.

Ye Qingyan stopped in front of a dead corpse, squatted down and was about to open the curtain.

Shao Qing pressed her shoulder, "Aren't you afraid of nightmares?" ”

"You didn't have nightmares last night."

"Because I'm a man." Shao Qing blurted out, but after finishing speaking, he turned his face awkwardly to look elsewhere.

Ye Qingyan smiled: "I'm also a man, do you think I'm a woman?" ”

“…… No. "I don't think so, it's you!

Ye Qingyan lifted the curtain and looked at the dead bodies below-

It was a female corpse, hanged, with obvious hanging marks on her neck. Protruding eyes, staring at the person who was looking at her, and the blackened lips curled upward, forming an extremely eerie smile, as if greeting the person who was watching him.

Ye Qingyan was taken aback, "No wonder the innkeeper is scared sick." ”

"You're not afraid?" Shao Qing looked at Ye Qingyan, who had no obvious signs of fear, and was a little surprised.

Ye Qingyan replied: "Why are you afraid of a dead corpse? Will it be able to jump up and hurt you again? ”

"Maybe."

"In my opinion, the living are terrible. The dead, no matter what, is just a rotten corpse, and all the fear comes from the imagination of the living themselves, to put it bluntly, they are scared of themselves. And the living ...... It's someone who can move, can cause trouble, can hurt you. ”

"You can see through it, but most people are afraid." Shao Qing said with a smile.

"I used to be the majority, too, for three whole years." Ye Qingyan covered the corpse, and looked at the other one, and the other one wiped his neck and killed himself, this time the expression on his face was extremely angry, and the muscles of his face were distorted. Looking at the others, the expressions were crying, worried, thoughtful, frightened, and unwilling...... A wide variety of expressions.

"How can you be sure that they died from crying souls?" Ye Qingyan asked.

"One of its characteristics is that people who die when they hear a cry have different expressions."

Ye Qingyan looked at the more and more dead bodies on the street, and suddenly thought...... If the soul is used in the palace, the consequences are simply unimaginable, and it is likely that a dynasty will perish. This kind of thing is really terrifying!

"What conditions are required for the soul cry to be activated?"

"It does not need any conditions at the behest of the person who raised it. It's just a crying soul that can only be used three times in a lifetime. And the person who raised it, the lifespan and the cry of the soul are linked. If the soul dies, the one who raises it will surely die. ”

"Three times, one life...... It is not yet known how many lives will be taken. This kind of creature that exists against the way of heaven should not exist. ”

"It's really against heaven. In particular, another role in the rumors of the Soul Cry. ”

"What rumors?"

"Rumor has it that Crying Souls can summon the souls of the dead. Let the dead return to their bodies. And the resigned souls are often removed from the book of life and death in the underworld and become immortal and immortal. ”

Ye Qingyan was dumbfounded, "Really? ”

"I haven't heard of it, so it's just a rumor."

"There is no empirical ......" Ye Qingyan looked at the dead bodies all over the street and swallowed his dry throat fiercely.

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"Niangniang-Niangniang-" The spring rain shook Ye Qingyan gently.

Ye Qingyan frowned, and it took a lot of effort to open his eyes.

"Spring rain? Why are you here? "I don't know where I am at all, my head is full of dead bodies from Sweetwater Village, and I told Shao Qing about crying souls.

"Niangniang, are you in a dream, this is the palace." Chunyu helped Ye Qingyan sit up and couldn't help but look at her worriedly.

Ye Qingyan was stunned for a long time before he came back from his dream, looked at the very familiar room, and rubbed his forehead, "Chunyu, I'm hungry." ”

"You're going to be hungry, you've been hungry for two days." Spring rain helped her up to bathe and change clothes.

After washing, Ye Qingyan sat in front of the dressing mirror and looked at himself in the mirror...... The eyes are full of water, the skin is like snow crystal, the plump and red lips seem to be pampered by others, the demeanor is charming and charming, the face is as bright as the moonlight, the eye waves are more misty than the starlight, and the demeanor is like a dream......

"Sister Chunyu, I seem, I've become better-looking?" Ye Qingyan looked at himself in the mirror. After leaving the Tianchi Annex, she has been wearing a mask for three months outside, and has never faced people with her true face. Even she herself hadn't seen this face under the mask for more than three months.

Chunyu came over with a set of red gauze palace skirts, looked at Ye Qingyan, who was stupid at his face, and said with a smile: "Niangniang has always been very good-looking." And the eighteenth change of the female college, you are only sixteen this year, and you will have to change for another two years. ”

“…… I know that the eighteenth year of the female college has changed, but this has become too much, am I mistaken? Ye Qingyan twisted his face hard, and as a result, his cheeks seemed to fly with clouds, and his eyes were more moisturized and beautiful!

I never felt how good I looked before, and now, even she sighed that it wasn't narcissism.

Chunyu said as a matter of course: "You are actually more like a lady now." ”

"Ma'am?"

"Mrs. Ming, not Mrs. Ye."

"You mean my mother?"

"Yes, it wasn't quite like it before, but it's like it now."

"I don't even remember my mother's appearance very well......" Ye Qingyan tried to recall her mother's bright moon, but it was just a vague shadow, and there was no specific look.

Spring Rain is older than her, and her memory is deeper.

"Madame is very beautiful and beautiful. And with martial arts, ordinary people don't dare to mess with it. Because Mrs. really dared to beat people, the old lady was once thrown to the ground by Mrs. ”

"Oh, I've heard of that." Ye Qingyan couldn't help but chuckle.

Mrs. Ye was only a partial house at that time, and she didn't straighten it, but because she gave birth to three sons for the old lady, and each son also gave birth to a son, the male was particularly prosperous, so it was all sideways in the Ye Mansion. Especially for Ming Haoyue, who only gave birth to one daughter, she looked down on her, and once Mrs. Ye persuaded Ming Haoyue to help Ye Guangzhi take a concubine to inherit the lineage. As a result, Ming Haoyue completely angered Ming Haoyue, and on the spot, Ming Haoyue gave Old Madam Ye an over-the-shoulder fall, and the old lady lay straight for half a month before getting up.

"It's time for the mother to change her clothes. Today is Mrs. Ye's birthday, and she sent a post very early. The slave refused at the time, so she took it, thinking that she would go instead of you today. Now that you're back, it's natural for the deity to go, and the slave and maid are finally free. ”。

"Well, my aunt's birthday, naturally I want to go." Ye Qingyan stood up and waited for himself to put on a red dress by the spring rain. Then he looked at the beautiful woman in the mirror, "Isn't this too ostentatious?" ”