Chapter 2: The Lost Soul
After the owner of the eyes sighed, his eyes first turned to the broken crockpot in the corner, and then swept to the woman in Tsing Yi who was sitting there, feeling a little more proud.
Bi Tao, this girl, usually has sharp teeth and sharp mouth at home, and when people in the idle house can't say her, she won't use it now.
She said, whether it is a young lady or a maid, women always have to learn some kung fu, but Bitao always refuses.
"Works." She said, pointing to the mace on the armory rack.
"There's a young lady here, and the slave can't use it." Bi Tao looked at the mace on the weapon rack in fear, and her head shook like a wave.
"What about getting married?" She pointed to the spear on the weapon rack again.
"There is a young lady, and the future husband of the slave and maid will not dare to bully the slave and maid." Bi Tao was afraid when she saw the cold light on the tip of the spear, and hurriedly said again.
Look, you will know when the matter comes, my father and mother are still unreliable, let alone Miss?
Father, mother, and young lady have it, but it's not as good as having it yourself.
The owner of the eyes thinks about all the things that he used to be at home, and the joy and sourness come to his heart together.
The girl who grew up with her—a girl, but she was more like a sister—was dead.
I'm so sad and want to cry.
Sister Bi Tao......
Well?
Peach.
Well?
Broken crockpots?
Well?
Sky...... Empty?
The woman's dull gaze was suddenly stained with a layer of fierce blood, followed by a deep silence like a dry well, and then a confusion after an epiphany.
She can really see it again.
The sky, the black clouds, and ...... There was still rain in the sky, but there was no rain.
It was as if the place where they were now was covered by an invisible cover, and the heavens and the earth were in front of them, but they were not in front of them.
She sighed again in her heart.
The reward for biting the enemy to death is that you can see it again?
…… Knowing Today......
She's already talking!
Xie Xiaoyu, Xie Xiaoyu, it can be seen that it is too cautious and meaningless to take steps forward, and it is fun to be happy with enmity and hatred.
Just when Xie Xiaoyu had a wooden face and shouted in the depths of his heart, a carriage stopped outside the deserted village, and the little guy who drove jumped out of the car, stood on the village boundary, walked in suspiciously, walked out again, and walked four times in a row.
Anyone looks like a fool.
Then, as if he had discovered some miracle, he said, "Childe is right, it really hasn't rained in this village!" ”
The boy's voice was babbling and a little noisy.
The curtain of the car was lifted, and a young man with long eyebrows and phoenix eyes and a pink coat looked at the village, looked up at the stars hanging above the village, and smiled:
"Then let's go in and take shelter from the rain."
The little guy was about to answer, but suddenly became scared again: "Childe, will there be monsters?" It's weird. ”
"No, it won't." Childe was still smiling, and when he smiled, his eyebrows were crooked, "It's just a hole." ”
The little servant was convinced of Childe's words, and became happy again, and immediately answered yes, and drove the carriage into the village.
……
And in the village, Xie Xiaoyu, who was lying on the flatbed, finally entered another confusion from the confusion of "I can see it again".
Her body couldn't move, so she could only turn her gaze to look at the back of Bi Tao who was sitting in front of the flatbed.
It's the back in her memory, always chattering happily, the young lady is long and the young lady is short, and she takes care of her meticulously.
It's just that......
She should have died, in the monstrous flood in southern Xinjiang that year, in order to protect herself, she died in a dilapidated house in a deserted village.
But as right now, Bi Tao is still alive.
Or rather...... Her gaze struggled to sweep over the yard and dilapidated houses in front of her, where the nightmare had reappeared, why did she ...... It's back again.
The heart has been slapped like a stormy wave, but there is still no expression on her face, it's not that Xie Xiaoyu doesn't want to scream or make a surprised expression, even if Miss Xie is born with few expressions and has a reputation for painting beauties in Beijing, it doesn't mean that she really doesn't change until she comes back to life, and she can not change her face again.
It was because she realized that she couldn't control her body at all.
People have three souls and seven souls, and if they lack a soul, they will be mentally incomplete, and Xie Xiaoyu feels that his mind is still very sound now, but he doesn't know which soul and which soul he lost, so he can't move.
Thinking about it, she turned her eyes lightly, looked at the broken crockpot in the corner again, and said quietly in her heart:
It turns out that this is the case.
The broken crockpot shook a little, and a shadow floated out of it, swinging in front of the flatbed, turning into a woman, lying on the side of the flatbed truck timidly and curiously, revealing half of her head, and looking at Xie Xiaoyu with narrow phoenix eyes.
No one could see this, not even the birthmark girl in the house didn't notice them.
Xie Xiaoyu couldn't speak or move, so he also looked at her, and for a moment, his left eyeball suddenly changed color.
The woman saw it clearly, and was so frightened that she quickly fled from the side of the flatbed truck, and the person floated out for a long time, whirling in the sky.
She was wearing a shabby wedding dress, and the phoenix patterns on the dress had long been blurred, because the skirt of her movements floated up, covering her face, looking calm and funny.
Xie Xiaoyu chuckled in his heart, not a mockery, but a genuine happiness.
She knew that this woman was not a ghost, but for some reason she was bound to this courtyard, attached to a broken crockpot, and she couldn't leave a grudge that she couldn't leave.
For a long time in her previous life, it was her broken jar that accompanied her until ......
Before Xie Xiaoyu could finish recalling the past, the woman had already rearranged her dress, looked at Xie Xiaoyu with some shame, and found that Xie Xiaoyu's eyes had returned to normal, and she only looked at her quietly, without joy or sadness.
I'm not afraid of her, but I can't do her any harm.
She was even more curious, and she spun around the sky again, and suddenly there was a white phantom in her hand.
It was the two souls and three souls that Xie Xiaoyu lost.
The woman put the phantom to her lips and gestured as if she were going to eat it.
Xie Xiaoyu still looked at her, still so quiet, still not a little afraid.
The woman was also looking at her.
This dead man is weird.
Yes, this person is definitely dead, but she waited for a long time and no soul came out, until after the thunder in the sky, there were three souls and seven spirits coming from afar, and they were about to attach to her body.
Luckily, this courtyard was her place, so she was able to capture part of her soul.
Fortunately, the birthmark girl's ghost eyes were not so powerful, so I didn't see this scene.
But why, isn't she afraid of herself? And her eyes, are they her delusions?
The woman was going to test it again, her expression seemed to be smiling rather than smiling, as if she was crying instead of crying, and suddenly opened her bloody mouth, and wanted to put the soul in her mouth, but she didn't eat it, but still looked at Xie Xiaoyu like that.
Xie Xiaoyu sighed faintly in his heart.
Really, he should be seventy or eighty years old even if he counts his age, how can he still have such a temperament?
Thinking about it, Xie Xiaoyu's eyes changed several times again, and said in his heart: I can see you.
The woman heard it clearly, and was startled, but found that Xie Xiaoyu's mouth didn't move at all.
I can see you, Xie Xiaoyu spoke again, and the voice was very gentle to the woman's ears, like a friend talking about family life.