The sparkling pale golden butterfly let out a few sighs, and the beauty of this sigh was thrilling. Qu Bing's expression was sad, she knew that Jin Caicai's soul was running out on the ground, and suddenly, the sky was dark, and the butterfly seemed to burn itself, shining brightly, and the bright light penetrated the darkness, and then disappeared.

Then the sky was bright again.

The dimness just now seemed to be an enchantment between heaven and earth, and the butterfly seemed to be sucked in by a ripple of time and space. The surrounding birds and insects scattered in fright.

In the empty air, it was as if nothing had happened. The breeze blows softly through the bamboo forest.

Qu Bing stared at the place where the butterfly disappeared, and his heart was empty, this was the first time he had said goodbye to his soul? Sometimes I feel that my heart is already an old heart, and I have witnessed too many life and death, too many souls, and leave this world alone. Sometimes she wanted to cry, but there were no tears.

Is such an indifferent and ruthless person really himself?

Nearly a thousand years have passed, and he is like a vessel loaded with too many memories, becoming old, old and haggard, and Qu Bing often feels that he does not know himself and the world.

If it weren't for the mission of the Spirit Clan, the task on his shoulders, Qu Bing might have left this indescribable world a long time ago.

For the ushering in of life, they, the spirit people, will become "indifferent" after seeing too much, so they strive to collect "heat" in all corners of the world, the heat of life.

Only in this way can we fight against the long period of loneliness and cold.

On the other hand, these short-lived breathing physical beings appear and disappear on the land, but for a few years, they have also loved and hated, righted, and missed. Although sometimes watching these ignorant lives will feel ridiculous, boring and unworthwhile, but in the long river of time, sometimes I will feel that these quarrelsome lives are very lively and warm.

Hey, although it is warm and lively, it still grows too quickly and dies too quickly......

Everyone in their spirit race, the souls they send away every year, not tens of millions, but millions.

Thinking of this, Qu Bing sighed: After all, it is meaningless for people to live for a lifetime, like ants.

But fortunately, Jin Caicai finally chose the side of the Spirit Clan, not the Wan Clan. Death is not terrible, what is terrible is to give one's soul to the devil, either never get rest or disappear completely.

Unlike the Spirit Clan, the souls plundered by the Greedy Clan every year are also countless, and after the Greedy Clan captures the soul, it is not sent away, but smashed, completely crushed. There are also some souls that have not been shattered, and the greedy people will turn them into evil beasts to snatch more souls.

Jin Caicai, as a slave of the Wan clan, was able to escape from the Wan clan and throw himself into the spirit clan at the end of his life, which surprised Qu Bing.

There are not many slaves of the greedy clan who can break free from the fate of soul crushing, and Jin Caicai is one of the few this year.

Qu Bing's thoughts were put aside when he heard the flyfly blowing "陟岵".

The sound of the fluttering song made Qu Bing forget his chaotic thoughts and only immerse himself in the beautiful music.

Listening to it, Qu Bing found that this song was written by a young man named Tao Sheng, and many children in the Geling clan liked this song before, and they also used it to practice and circulated the manuscript of the music score.

It's nothing, children are of the same age, and there are often cases of cross-ethnic appreciation by peers. It's just that there is still some slight emotion in the sound of the fly, which makes Qu Bing have to be surprised.

"Is it because of love?" Qu Bing said to himself with a smile, and the more he listened, the more sure he became, "It seems that this kid Qu Liu is going to be in danger." Qu Bing thought of her younger brother Qu Liu, as an older sister, she couldn't help but worry about her brother's first love.

But what's there to worry about? Their emotional lines are all written by destiny, so let it be.

After working as a runner in the Changsheng Theater for a few days, how can he be more energetic. I just got familiar with the process of running the hall, and there were many things I didn't understand, so I followed the leopard all day long and asked questions, and asked him for advice whenever I was free.

The leopard is a clever ghost, and he can always get the job done quickly, and he can always get out early and come to give him some advice. First, he was entrusted by Ye Xing, and secondly, Leopard Er was born extremely smart, he was a little expert in making money, and he was simply a genius in miscellaneous work, and he couldn't show his hands and feet, and he was uncomfortable.

This leopard does not suffer a loss, they have a deal, how can they agree, give half of their wages to the leopard. He Lai is naturally willing, and the leopard does not take advantage of him, you know, without him Leopard, how can he come from this clumsy, Chun Niang is bent on driving him out and making a hindrance from it, and the person in charge has already beaten him out.

In this way, one got half a person's salary, the other got a place to live and eat, and in this icy and snowy disaster, he picked up a life. The two of them are a good thing.

These guests of the Immortal Theater are trapped in the theater, and there is nothing serious to do, nothing more than that there are always flying pigeons in the outer city and the like, which need to be dealt with.

But in such weather, many pigeons that sent the news were killed on the road by hailstones, and the news could not be spread. Only a few large households, using the more cherished birds of prey and the like, or loyal servants and bandits risking their lives to deliver the news on their behalf, have some business matters to take care of.

Other small businessmen and merchants traveled differently, and they had no choice but to be idle, so they had fun together on a few tables. Every hour and a half, you have to add tea and water, pass food and rice, and have a little drama and fun, and there are a lot of troubles...... Inside this theater, it's busier than usual.

These running hall and kitchen guys are all very busy, and everyone is sweating.

The fire on the stove in the back kitchen did not stop, everyone kept busy, and Chef Zhang also asked the leopard to leave a crack in the window, so that the ice and snow outside would blow in some, so as not to let the heat in the house be too ......

The cook Chunniang has no time to take care of her broken hair, and the makeup she paints every day is wet with sweat.

A few days ago, Chun Niang on a whim, learned from a few dancers upstairs, pasted a flower yellow on her forehead, and deliberately learned to sketch some flowers, branches, and feathers, and found some thin and beautiful fish bones, insect wings, bird feathers, etc., in the kitchen, glued to the forehead with fish maw glue, thinking about showing people when going in and out...... This busy, sweating every day has melted this yellow, and then simply face the sky every day.

He Lai and Chunniang are too busy to meet a few times every day, so there are fewer disputes.

Chapter 47 ripples in time and space appeared, and the life-saving agreement was signed