"Seventh uncle, cousin, my brother and I were cursed to death by you when we were still alive, you are bullying us without a father." Ye Jing handed Ye Wen into Ye Yuqing's arms, and then said coldly.

"Live well, why haven't I heard any movement in your yard for many days."

"Seventh aunt, cousin, can't you beat gongs and drums every day to live? The palace has changed and the world is in chaos, it is a great luck to be alive, our brothers are here, who dares to occupy this courtyard, we will also wait for the court to recover and find the yamen officials to reason. Cousin, let's go back to the house and rest. Ye Jing looked at the women outside the gate and said.

"To live is to live, what's the big deal. Resting is not good, the gate of the villa has become a cemetery, and each family has a person to transport the body away, and whoever is in charge of the burial. The seventh aunt and the cousin aunt had a ridiculous expression, and they were exhausted.

"Ye Jing, it's windy outside, you still take Ye Wen back to the house, cousin wants to repair the gate damaged by the mad dog."

"What? You dare to scold your elders for being dogs, it's really uneducated. Building the gate is a matter of your own yard, and carrying corpses is a big deal for the whole villa. Why don't you go? ”

"No, although Miss Ben is injured and unconscious, she also knows that as many as a thousand people died in Ye's Villa this time, relying on us women and children of a few years old, before the corpses are moved, someone will be poisoned and die, and fill the corpse pile with the soul." Ye Yuqing looked at the women in front of him and said.

"Then leave the corpses at the gate, and don't forget that your aunt and uncle are there too. In the spring, it is not the same rot that turns into a plague, and no one will survive by then. You, the guest in the lodge, are to blame. ”

"Don't put a hat on Miss Ben's head, people die for the sake of safety, not to mention that there are relatives of our Sixth Courtyard there, even if you don't and can't watch people being exposed to the wilderness, not to mention that the gate of the villa has been blocked. Miss Ben is only a teenager, her two younger brothers are even younger, and even the surviving aunts and aunts are also powerless women, and if you want to solve more than a thousand corpses, you should come up with a safe solution. As Yu Qingzheng spoke, gongs and shouts sounded at the gate of the villa.

"There is an order from the imperial court that corpses are not allowed to be thrown into mass graves, and each family disposes of them on their own, and those who are found to be carrying corpses on the street will be executed."

"Oh my God, this is really not letting the people live, what to do! The clan elder is dead, the owner of the village is dead, and the Qi Villa doesn't even have a person in charge. ”

There were waves of sad, desperate and helpless voices at the gate, but a group of young and old women here were all looking at the side of the Sixth Courtyard and refused to leave. And the more people gathered, they pointed and spoke, and suddenly a child shouted loudly.

"Ye Jing and Ye Wen were blown into the house by the wind, mother, I'm afraid!"

"Oh, my baby, don't talk nonsense, there are not many boys in the villa now, you are the biggest, and the villa is still counting on a few of you to stand up."

"Yes, it's better to re-elect a farmer, you can't let the corpses of those relatives keep blocking the door of the villa."

"It's better to find the dead owner's wife, the villa can't be without the owner."

"Mother-in-law, just now I also saw Ye Jing and Ye Wen being blown into the house by the wind......" The moment Ye Yuqing closed the door of the courtyard, he heard the voices of people in the distance.

Hearing these voices, Ye Yuqing remembered the doubts in his heart, those two cousins were clearly dead, could it be that they had become ghosts and lived? I have traveled to a dynasty where a person lives in symbiosis with ghosts, so I won't be so unlucky.

Walking into his own room, the two brothers who could still walk and talk just now were the same as when Yuqing left, lying side by side on the bed, their faces were a little paler than just now, looking at the clothes and pants that had fallen down in a hurry, Yuqing blurted out.

"Jing'er, Wen'er, are you alive or dead?

"Cousin Yuqing, we are alive, and we don't feel the same as being alive. Something in the body seems to be about to run out, and it can't be held back. Cousin, help us. ”

Ye Jing's words made Yuqing even more ignorant, what is the thing in the body? Bones and flesh are necessary to support the body, and when they run, people will go. Can dominate the body and be ethereal, is it the soul?

What kind of existence is the soul? It has also been debated for many years in the modern scientific community, and some people even believe that the so-called soul is a ray of radio waves. Acknowledging the existence of souls is what explains the state of many brain-dead plants. If the soul can be brought back from the dead, it can be summoned back when it leaves the human body...... Oh my God, I have to face such a profound problem that has not been concluded for thousands of years, and I really won the grand prize.

But even if the soul can really be summoned back, it is that it has not left the human brain in the first place, but is only dormant after the body has been injured. Or did they wander around the host and never leave, and how long did it last? A few hours, a few days or more, and by what kind of chance, the soul ran back or was awakened.

Yuqing thought wildly in his heart, raised his eyes and looked at the little brothers lying side by side on the bed, and couldn't help but have a trace of an answer in his heart. Is it that he inadvertently drew the face lines of the little brothers just now, and what inexplicable power was generated? I remember that when I left the house, I drew a circle on their hearts. Although he just unconsciously sighed at the fate of the little brothers, could it be because of his own actions that he called the souls of the two of them back.

There is also his own crossing, is it because of the eyes on the mural depicted in the ancient tomb. Yuqing thought about stretching out his right hand.

Is there anything special about this hand? Could it be that there is some magical function of this hand? The wide sleeves slid down as he raised his hand, and Yuqing suddenly noticed a long scratch on his forearm. In a flash of light, she remembered that she had been awake once. When he was unconscious, he saw two lights. One is the painting brush of the jade pen that he used in the ancient tomb, and the other is the silhouette of the light that flashes with colorful light.

Just as I was thinking about it, a sharp pain came from the scratch. That scream of pain, she was once a doctor, and she burst into tears. It really hurts, it hurts, it seems like a slow and blunt cut on the arm, and the heart-rending pain tortures people's senses for a long time.

Tears fell on the scratches on the arms, and strange things happened. The painting brush that I used to use appeared as if it had come out of the water. This made Ye Yuqing feel painful and suspicious, and at the same time, he felt a lot of relief, as if his old friend had crossed thousands of miles to reunite.

This pen was given to her by her grandfather, and it is said to be a treasure handed down by her grandfather's grandfather. Originally, her grandfather wanted her to inherit her ancestral career in painting, but the doctor's mother asked her to study medicine to save her life, and the officer's father wanted her daughter to inherit her father's business and become a sassy and heroic female soldier. As a result, my grandfather almost spoke hard across generations, my father's insistence on the phone of the army lacked deterrence, and my mother was the eldest in the family, so she became a general practitioner. But under the influence of her grandfather in painting, she is also a very accomplished painter, and she can fight under the supervision of her strict father, and her medical skills are better than blue, first in the emergency department of the hospital for two years, and then transferred to the archaeological team. As a result, it didn't take long to cross over, as if the archaeological team was a site, and the ancient was her destination.

Ye Yuqing held the painting brush in his hand, and a feeling that he had not felt for many years appeared. The quaint jade pen barrel is full of brilliance, and I don't know what material the tip is wide and narrow, and the tip is fine, round, full, and illusory.

"Cousin, what kind of baby are you?" Ye Jing asked, and Ye Wen on the side couldn't speak and giggled, and the laughter was very contagious, which made Ye Yuqing's mood feel better. It doesn't matter if it awakens my cousin's soul by drawing it at will, and now I have a pen to draw it again.

"Jing'er, Wen'er, this is a paintbrush, a painting tool used by my sister. My sister wanted to say that you were actually dead, but just now my sister lamented the injustice of your fate, so she traced your faces with her fingers, and finally drew a circle on your chests. Jing'er, you tell my sister how she is sober. ”

"Sister, at that time, Jing'er was in a black hole with no end in sight, and then someone pulled me back, and I came back little by little. When I came back, I heard that the seventh aunt and the others wanted to occupy my yard, and my younger brother was crying next to me, so Jing'er carried him out. Sister, my brother and I have no father, and my sister will be our backbone in the future. It must have been my sister who painted our faces for us to come back to life. Sister, use your brush to paint us better, just now I took a picture of my sister's dressing mirror, and our faces are as white as dead people. Ye Jing said expectantly, but Ye Wen still giggled.

"Okay, my sister will give you a good drawing, you can live well, and we will guard the home of the Sixth Courtyard together." Ye Yuqing said and drew Ye Jing's face.

"It's so itchy, itchy, sister, the eyebrows should be black, sister, the bridge of the nose should be high...... Heart, that kind of thing has reached the position of the new mouth. Ye Jing was enjoying the itchy feeling while giving her sister pointers.

Ye Yuqing finally drew a few circles at the mouth of Ye Jing's heart. She didn't feel anything, but Ye Jing felt that she was really alive this time. He jumped to the ground with a carp, and then an overwhelming hunger hit him, and a drum beat in his stomach, accompanied by a few foul farts sounds.

"Sister, I'm hungry." Ye Jinggang said embarrassedly, and when he looked up, his sister was concentrating on drawing Ye Wen's shadow. He thought for a moment and turned to leave the room.

With the experience of depicting Ye Jing's soul, it became more convenient to do it for Ye Wen, and after a while, Ye Wen's face turned red, and his hands danced and laughed sweeter. The little guy giggled the whole time, until finally when he circled his chest, the little guy's cute milk voice could speak.

"Cousin, sister, sister..."Xiao Yewen kept shouting, but Ye Yuqing felt extremely tired in his head, and fell beside the little guy in a daze.

"Wow wow... Brother, brother, brother..."