When Huo Zun left the West Courtyard, he fell on the bluestone brick outside the arch, and blood spurted out of his mouth directly.

He had been depressed for so long, and the moment the acupuncture channel was unlocked, the strong fishy sweet smell had been blocked in his throat.

When he got up, the stars danced in front of him, he staggered to the stable, jumped on the horse and drove for a day and a night, and finally found Lan Chen, the prefect of Lengzhou.

Bad things spread thousands of miles, and the story of the young lady of the Zhenguo General's Mansion jumping into the river soon spread throughout the Yi country.

The Huo family worked hard to salvage for a few days, but even a figure was found, but when Lan Qi and his family were walking by the river more than 100 miles away, they encountered Xia Qian's corpse floating on the water.

This person had some friendship with Huo Feng, so he quietly wrote a letter to Huo Feng.

Because it was the ugly thing of the Huo family, Lan Qi didn't dare to make a noise, Huo Zun also ran over by himself non-stop, Huo Feng meant to bring the body back quietly, and the funeral would not let people see the joke.

Huo Zun was taken to the underground ice cellar of the Lengzhou Mansion, which was originally used to store food, but because he was afraid that the corpses would rot in June, Lan Zun specially asked people to vacate this place to store the corpses.

The corpse was placed on a small bed in the middle of the ice cellar, covered with a white cloth, and just looking at the embroidered shoes exposed outside, Huo Zun's whole person had fallen into the abyss.

When he lifted the cloth, the cold air emitted by the ice quickly misted his eyes.

This is a bed of cold ice, and Xia Qian's eyebrows and lips have a layer of cold ice. Except for his pale complexion, his body was cold and bone-shattering, and he had no breathing or heartbeat, he could hardly tell that he was a dead man.

Huo Zun rubbed his eyes, smiled and picked her up and sat on the bed.

"Young Master Huo, this is not an ordinary ice cellar, this bed is even more of an ice bed, you must not sit on it. The young lady is dead, and it's useless for you to hold it like this! Lan Qi hurriedly persuaded.

"Have you ever seen someone die for more than ten days and still look like this? Have you ever seen a corpse soaked in water for seven days without swelling or swelling? She's not dead, she's definitely alive! ”

Of course, Lan Qian has never seen it, but Xia Qian is indeed dead, and he has also seen the work of the government office, and besides, can he not die after soaking in water for seven days?

When Huo Zun entered the door, his eyes were red and swollen, his face was like ashes, and the whole person was in a trance.

To convince him to accept this fact, Lan Cheng knew he would have to take some words.

"Young Master Huo, the young lady is jumping...... Falling into the river and dying, soaking in the water for many days, the body is not rotten or rotten is indeed unreasonable. But if you look closely, she has no breath anymore, she has already experienced it, and she is really dead. It's cold here, and you'll only hurt yourself if you stay here for a long time, so let's go out first! ”

Hearing the heavy cold, Huo Zun's eyes shrank, and he walked out of the ice cellar with Xia Qian in his arms, and sat directly on the chair in the courtyard.

"Don't be afraid, it won't be cold in a while." He muttered as he moved his chair into the sun.

The officials in the house were dumbfounded, this June day hugged a corpse to bask in the sun, the first one in the world!

Lan Qi stomped his feet anxiously, and finally called for Qi Zuo, Huo Zun hugged Xia Qian and didn't allow that Qi Zuo to approach, so Qi Zuo had to freeze there and watch from a distance.

As soon as the sun set, Huo Zun shouted for the brazier, and if it was ten.

Lan Zun had no choice but to arrange a small house for him, and surrounded the bed with ten large braziers, and after people went in, they sweated like rain, but Huo Zun held Xia Qian and never came out.

He said that the temperature was high and the corpse would definitely rot, and Huo Zun would naturally believe it when the time came.

That night, the house was on fire, Huo Zun escaped easily with Xia Qian in his arms, but it was the other people in the house, who fled for their lives and fought the fire, and they were busy all night.

On the second day, when he went to see it, he was also shocked that Xia Qian's body had not changed at all, and it was completely the same as his first death.

"This corpse has also been recorded in the book for a thousand years of non-decay, but even if it does not decompose for a thousand years, it is dead. People die like lights going out, Young Master Huo, you should mourn! He cautiously persuaded.

Huo Zun didn't say a word, hugged her and continued to sit in the courtyard to sprinkle the sun.

When eating, he will carefully feed her some clear soup, the dead will not swallow it, and after the soup flows out, he sticks it with his sleeve and continues to feed it.

I heard that there was a female corpse sprinkled with the sun in the government office, and the local people were so frightened that they didn't dare to come to complain, and the officials also hid around, lest they stand unlucky.

Lan Qi couldn't stand it anymore, and finally sent a letter to Huo Feng.

Hearing that his father was coming, Huo Zun walked out of the mansion directly with Xia Qian in his arms, jumped on the horse and no one caught up.

Xia Qian was groggy and felt as if she was sleeping in the sea or on the vast expanse of ice, and when she sat up, she found herself standing in a long tunnel.

It was very dark in the tunnel, and only a faint white light could be seen in front of it, which seemed to be far and near, and seemed to be bright and dark.

Time and space seemed to stand still, and the tunnel was like a treadmill, and no matter how you walked, you couldn't get out of that palm-sized place.

"Coriander, coriander—"

A voice came into her ears, and she trembled in her heart, and ran like crazy towards the white light.

It was her mother's voice in modern life.

The white light in front of her flickered, and she ran forward desperately, but when she was ten meters away from the white light, her body could no longer move as if it was frozen in ice.

A scene emerged in the white light, with morning bells and drums at dusk, and incense burning.

Her mother knelt on the futon in front of the Bodhisattva, holding a Buddhist bead and chanting the scriptures in her mouth, her eyes fixed on a green oil lamp in front of the Bodhisattva's statue.

A monk came over, sighed, and said slowly: "Why should the female benefactor be persistent, your daughter has been lying in the hospital for three months, in the Taoist temple for three months, and now she has been lying in our temple for nearly half a year. When the lights go out, people die, and people die like lights go out, and the donor also asks for condolences! ”

"No, master, the lights haven't gone out yet, my daughter will be back!"

"Donor, let it go! The three souls are missing two wisps, you hold on to the last wisp of her soul, she will have a hard time in another world! The old monk glanced at the lamp, sighed and exited the temple.

The doors and windows of the Buddhist hall were crackling in the wind, and Xia Qian watched her mother anxiously hugging the oil lamp, as if she were holding her own child.

Still, the lamp swayed and was blown out by the wind.

"Coriander, my child!"

"Don't cry, the master said that our child's soul is in another world, and the people in that world, like us, are desperate to save her, and if no one lets go, our coriander will live very hard. The lights are out, let it go, for the sake of the children! ”

She saw her mother beating her chest and crying, and his father sobbing and comforting him.

The sound of deep chanting sounded, the voices and figures of her parents became more and more blurred, Xia Qian struggled to break free, but her heart hurt and she lost consciousness.

When she woke up again, there was no white light, and she staggered in the air by herself, watching her parents burn paper money in the cemetery.

The name on the tombstone is clearly visible, and her eyes are stinging and stinging - Xia Qian!

There are countless pieces of powder floating around him, and when you look closely, they are full of money.

Thinking of her parents' conversation, Xia Qian's tears burst out.

After stepping on hundreds of millions of bills, there were colorful things, of different sizes and shapes, blocking her view from looking at her parents.

"Daddy, Mommy—"

Xia Qian waved his arm to drive these things away, but inadvertently grabbed one, that thing wanted to carry high-voltage electricity, his body was numb, and the whole person fell from the air.