But now they are white-headed, but they can't hold the hand of their son and grow old with him.

She took a path of no return, and he followed desperately.

She said, "If there is an afterlife, we will grow old again."

He said, "If there is hell, I will go to hell and be with you."

She burst into tears in her eyes, but she still turned around and left without looking back......

Cover the snow and bury the cold plum, and the wind sends the shadow back. No one talks about the old things, but the things in the heart should be difficult to express.

In that long dream, she also saw the tragic situation of the Xiao family's broken day - the bright knife stabbed her eyes under the scorching sun, the blood splashed after the knife penetrated her heart like a sharp arrow, and the eyes of the human head that rolled to the ground exploded, silently telling her grievances!

Dad......

Big Brother ......

Third brother, fourth brother......

The heartache brought by the difference in the head of a loved one seemed to tear the heart in an instant, making Wei Qingqing wake up from the dream suddenly!

The feeling in the dream was still very clear, making her pale face and covering her heart tightly - it hurt!

The heartache in the dream seems to be lingering for a long time!

Her heart seemed to be clenched tightly and ravaged by an invisible hand!

She looked around blankly, the green gauze tent swept up by the night breeze gently swayed, and the candle flame flickered brightly and dimly, and a young monk was hidden in a corner half-hidden by the green gauze tent...... Everything was like the night she first woke up.

A young monk in a white robe and a black mask slowly emerged from the shadows, folded his hands, and saluted her.

The moment Wei Qingqing saw the dust, she finally came to her senses, "Dust!" You've finally shown up! ”

"Donor, don't come unharmed." Lichen's voice was as flat as ever, but his lowered eyes were slightly rippling, "When the time comes, the poor monk will naturally appear." ”

Wei Qingqing didn't expect that Chen would suddenly appear at this time.

He seemed to have come to her on a special trip, and before she could ask a lot of questions in his heart, he took the initiative to open his mouth to solve her doubts first, "Does the donor feel very confused in his heart?" In the past, the donor's painting skills were mediocre, but now it seems to have been reborn. ”

"What do you want to say?" Wei Qingqing vaguely guessed the meaning of the words, but she was still in disbelief.

"Back then, Xiao Shizhu also won the favor of Mrs. Xiahou with a painting of "Peony Flower", and since then, he has become famous for his painting skills and entered the eyes of the emperor," Lichen's eyes were slightly raised, looking at Wei Qingqing's eyes dark and deep, bottomless, "Now, after all kinds of treacherous things, the donor still can't remember anything?" ”

Lichen looked at Wei Qingqing's eyes, and asked Wei Qingqing slowly, "Who is the donor, do you still need the poor monk to say clearly?" ”

Wei Qingqing actually suspected that she was Concubine Xiao Guifei, and secretly studied the stories that only exist in the dramas such as "reincarnation and rebirth" and "borrowing corpses to return the soul".

Therefore, the sudden appearance of Lichen to reveal the truth did not surprise and shock her.

She just still felt a little unbelievable, and looked at the dust intently and asked, "I'm really Xiao Guifei...... Reincarnation? ”

"Resurrect the soul." Lichen slowly said the answer that had almost surfaced, which was a positive response to Wei Qingqing's speculation.

"You've hung my appetite for so long, can you tell me what the hell is going on?" Wei Qingqing was afraid of the dust and ran away, quickly got out of bed and ran to him, grabbed his wrist tightly, and deliberately emphasized, "If you still want to wait for me to remember, then it will probably take another decade or two - you see, it's been so long, and I still haven't remembered it!" ”

Lichen's mind was a little trance-like, his eyes fell on Wei Qingqing's hand holding him, but he quickly moved away, and he couldn't help but think of Xiao Guifei's face that was captivating the country and the city.

"Amitabha." He closed his eyes tightly and recited the "Buddha name", trying to expel the distracting thoughts in his heart, but his heart was like a pool of water that had been disturbed, becoming more and more chaotic and out of his control!

No matter how much he recited the Pure Heart Mantra silently, it was useless, and in the end he could only sigh and give up, looking directly at Wei Qingqing, his eyes were a little ethereal, with a hint of subtle gentleness, as if he saw the former Xiao Guifei through Wei Qingqing's eyes, "You have become a poor monk after all." ”

Lichen's words were very light and light, as if they were just out of the air and drifted away with the wind.

Wei Qingqing didn't really hear it, frowned and asked, "What did you say?" ”

Lichen quickly returned to normal, no longer mentioning his Hongchen Tribulation, and only began to slowly elaborate on the matter that Wei Qingqing was most concerned about, "Lord Xiao back then...... That is, now that you died unexpectedly, the poor monk used the forbidden technique of Buddhism to find the most suitable person to borrow the corpse among all living beings, and then took the risk of backlash to restore your soul. ”

"It's just that the forbidden technique is a forbidden technique after all, in addition to the person who will eat the spell, there are also many unpredictable variables," Li Chen's expression was faint when he said this, and he didn't seem to regret the forbidden technique for Xiao Guifei at all, "The poor monk thought that it would be difficult to succeed in the art of resurrecting the soul by borrowing the corpse, but who would have thought that it would really be done in the end, but there was only a small deviation - although the donor successfully survived, he forgot the past and lost himself." ”

"If it weren't for the fact that the donor later acted in your former demeanor, the poor monk would have thought that borrowing the corpse to resurrect the soul had failed."

Wei Qingqing listened to Chen's words as if she was obedient to this story, Rao is she always bolder than others, or was she stunned for a long time before pointing to her body and asking, "That means I...... Well, it's Wei Qingqing, the one who is most suitable for borrowing corpses? ”

Lichen nodded and explained carefully: "Borrowing the corpse to return the soul is a forbidden technique involving life, luck, body, and soul, Wei Qingqing is a rare soul-absorbing body in the world, and under certain conditions, many souls can fit her body." ”

Wei Qingqing showed a confused look of "I don't understand what you said is so profound", and looked at the dust pitifully with a pair of big watery eyes, hoping that he could speak simply and clearly.

"Have you heard of the 'ghost body' donor?" Lichen turned his head to avoid Wei Qingqing's burning gaze.

His eyes were lowered, the tips of his ears were slightly red, and his voice, which had always been calm and gentle, joyless and angry, became a little hoarse, as if someone was holding a feather and brushing his Adam's apple, or as if someone was roasting him with a fire, making him feel itchy and thirsty!

He coughed lightly and cleared his throat before he could continue, "Some people are born with light characters and weak yang energy, so they will be more likely to bump into ghosts and be caught by ghosts than others. ”

Lichen gave Wei Qingqing an analogy, and changed it to a way that ordinary people can understand to explain the matter of borrowing corpses to return souls, "Wei Qingqing's body is similar to that of a person with a light figure, but what she attracts is not an ordinary soul, but some souls who have nowhere to live after changing their lives against the sky." ”

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