Qiong Yi's body could not be buried as Yan Tingshen ordered, Su Hejin left the corpse, asked the attendants to wash it and transport it out of the palace, and put it in the secret room where slaves often test Gu in the city, with other plans.

In the secret room was a cold stone platform, on which a white-clothed female corpse lay quietly, the corpse was too white, almost the same color as her clothes, her long white dress covered her wounds, her curly hair was untied, and it fell down, like a withered flower blooming on the stone platform.

Joan also died without looking at her, and the maid helped her close her eyes when she washed the bloodstains, and Su and Jin kept her body just to dig out her purple eyes.

"When my brother died, I couldn't save the whole body, so I used your eyes to miss him."

Su Hejin said lightly, stroking the cold cheeks of the corpse, Qiong has been dead for two or three days, and her pupils have long been sloppy, Su Hejin has no interest in the eyes of the dead, what she wants to cut off is a pair of living eyes.

There was once a curse in the sacred mountains of Western Xinjiang, calling the souls of the deceased, and cursing the souls and bodies forever, but the corpses could be resurrected and the flesh immortal. The price is that once the cursed person's soul reaches the limit of survival, the body will be annihilated, the soul will be scattered, and there will be no reincarnation.

In the early years, Su Hejin accidentally learned of this curse on the ancient monument scroll, and she ordered the former high priest to interpret it, and the high priest tried it many times, and the curse was indeed real. Su Hejin also witnessed the woman who died of illness being planted with a curse, from despair to survival.

At that time, Yan Tingshen's mother Yan Huaiyin was seriously ill and her time was short, she learned that there was such a method of prolonging life that was not like a curse, and asked Su Hejin to spell herself, so that she could accompany her son for a few more years and watch him grow up.

As Yan Huaiyin wished, the high priest planted a curse for her and reborn her soul, but unfortunately within two years, she was cursed and turned into a puddle of white bones in an instant, and even the dregs of her soul were left, and she completely disappeared from the world.

Poor Yan Huaiyin's stubborn child, who has been deceived for many years, has always thought that his mother was just forced to detain, looking forward to reuniting with her.

Thinking of this, Su Hejin sneered: Even if Yan Yuan is dead, he will not be able to find his mother when he arrives in Huangquan Jiuyou.

At this time, Su Hejin was holding a young corpse in her hand, and she wanted to plant a curse for Qiong Yi to revive her soul, leaving her purple eyes, and then torturing her immortal body little by little.

After all, this woman destroyed the blood sacrifice she had worked hard for many years and ruined her desire for longevity, just killing her was too cheap.

Joan also had a pale face, pale lips, and her body was weakened after several tortures. Su Hejin knew that with Qiong Yi's current body alone, she couldn't stand such a strong curse, so she bit her finger and drew blood talismans on the stone platform. Under the blessing of the blood talisman, Su Hejin dripped blood into Qiong Yi's pale lips, the lips were dyed bloody, and suddenly there was more popularity.

Su Hejin was stunned, staring at the forehead seal that had been passed down by blood, and said in his heart: There is such a strange thing in the world? Is this woman's mark visible because of Lone's blood?

In this way, is it considered that the bloodline of Lone and his brother has been blended?

Thinking of her brother who died young, she pulled the corners of her mouth and sneered: "If only you were an orphan child." Then Lonely will not sacrifice to you, but will have eternal life with you, with your brother. ”

"It's a pity, you are the cheap bone born to the woman of Middle-earth, and even the vermilion of the Suhe clan needs to be formed with the blood of Lone, which is really sad."

Su Hejin withdrew his hand that had gone through the blood, and drew a formation on the side of the table where the corpse was placed, which was used to bring back the soul of the deceased, and when the soul entered the formation, it would be included in the corpse, and it would be imprisoned layer by layer with a curse, and it would be integrated with the body, and the soul and body would be one, which was called resurrection.

After setting up the magic circle, Su Hejin recited the spell lightly in her mouth, activated the soul conjuring array, the yin wind arose, and scattered, she looked at the human corpse on the stone platform, and thought with a cruel smile: I don't know how many years can you prolong your life when your soul returns?

I thought again: If you prolong your life for a few years, you will be lonely and miserable for a few years.

The time required to recall the soul of the deceased varies, Su Hejin remembers that Yan Huaiyin died one day, and it took ten full days to summon the soul, and Qiong also died about three days, so she should return her soul after ten days. After thinking about it, Su Hejin planned to come to see her in a few days, sealed the door, and left the secret room.

Only two or three hours after Su and Jin left, between the dim secret rooms, a wisp of white soul was summoned, and it was forcefully stuffed into the corpse as soon as it entered the formation. Qiong Yi's body stiffened for a long time, the soul returned to the body and did not react, time passed, the pierced and shattered heart slowly healed itself under the effect of the curse, a whole day passed, the heart actually recovered strangely, the veins gradually continued, and began to beat again, the blood gradually circulated in the body, the body slowly breathed, and the cold limbs softened a little bit, as if it was a real new life.

After the night, the fingers of the corpse on the stage moved slowly, the eyelids trembled slightly, and then fell silent again.

With the resuscitation of the heart and lungs, Qiong Yi's breath was weak but no longer stopped, and the blood holes in various parts of his body began to drip blood again, and there was pain all over his body, but his consciousness could not be restored for a long time.

Fragments of chaotic consciousness flew through the brain, and in addition to the physical pain, the pain in the depths of the soul was even worse.

The spirit that was freed from the shackles of the physical body should have no pain, but Qiong Yi's spirit was forcibly stuffed back into the body, cursed and sealed, and the pain before and after death gathered together, thousands of times more painful than all the tortures she had experienced in the past.

She screamed and screamed in the depths of her spirit. It is the pain of the soul being pierced by a thousand swords, the pain of being crushed everywhere, the pain of being finely chopped into pieces and poured into a stiff mold to reshape.

Qiong Yi's numb hand could move, she subconsciously pinched her neck, and wanted to break the curse by killing herself, but no matter how hard she tried, the swelling on her neck could not end this torture.

It was so painful that she suffered for two whole days.

It was not until the third day that the soul was completely integrated into the body, the evil curse had been completed, and the pain was gone, that he could open his eyes and sit up with great difficulty with his body that had died many times.

What greeted her was a dark room, with no windows or furnishings, only a stone platform beneath her feet. Joan also sat on the stage and looked around in a daze, she couldn't remember what this place was, first touched her face, and then touched her body, the wound was still not scabbed, it hurt when she touched it, she trembled and climbed down from the cold stone platform, and walked aimlessly in the secret room, walking over and over again with empty eyes.

I am... What are you here for......

Qiong also held her forehead, she thought about what she was going to do for a long time, and suddenly she muttered to herself in a hoarse voice: "Sheng Xuan... Waiting for me... ...... home."

I thought again, "Ah Luo... I'm looking for Arlo...... Right... I'm here to pick up Arlo......"

Sheng Xuan's resentment and Zhu Yunluo were her last obsessions before her death, even if she was resurrected, the first thing she thought of was only these two things. Joan also pushed by the door of the secret room, no matter how hard she couldn't push it open, she couldn't pull it, she looked at the stone inlays on the wall, and lost her mind, as if she had unscrewed it in some bloody stone room, she raised her hand and turned it in a trance with her intuition, and actually opened the door and ran out barefoot.

The secret room was very long, and Joan also ran towards the bright place, and finally staggered to the street, the weather was clear, the sun was shining on her body, warm, and the wound was not so painful, she looked at the sun in the sky, and for some reason she smiled, and walked to the east while laughing.

On the streets of Wangcheng, many people looked sideways at this woman with blood on her body, although her hair was disheveled and her clothes were disheveled, but when they saw that she had vermilion lines on her forehead, they didn't dare to talk rashly.

Qiong Yi's head ached faintly, and the road was not very stable, she was thinking about the unfinished things in her life as she walked, as if she was a living ghost.

She wandered around the city all day, walking and stopping, her mind was a mess, her memories were intermittent, sometimes she was a child, sometimes she was young, and sometimes she was traveling with Sheng Xuan. She only remembered that when she returned from Yunyou, she discussed with him how to organize a wedding banquet, the date had been set, and her sister also said in the letter that she would embroider a set of beautiful Xia Wei for her, she would be the best-looking bride in the world, and the little jujube and tail would give them red silk, and they would always accompany her.

Qiong also had a lot of injuries on her body, even if she only walked two steps, it hurt terribly, and when she was tired from walking in the dark, she curled up on the corner of the street to sleep.

That night, Su Hejin came to the secret room in the city and stood in front of the empty stone platform for a long time.

Three days, but only three days, she was reborn from the evil curse and left the secret room?

Su Hejin's forehead was bulging, after Yan Huaiyin was reborn, she and the high priest tried countless dead people one after another, and it took a lot of time to summon the soul, and it also took a while for the soul to return and adapt to the body, as little as seven or eight days, and as many as a few months. Even a monk with advanced cultivation has never woken up so quickly.

But what's the deal with this bastard?

Could it be that her soul has been guarding the world?!

Su He Jin's teeth creaked, and he was extremely angry, and he went back to the palace to transfer people to search for Qiong Yi, and released a high bounty, even if he dug three feet into the ground, he would dig her out.

By the next day, the city was on guard, and there were guards searching everywhere in the royal city, and Qiong Yi's appearance was extremely obvious, and many residents had an impression of her, showing the way for the guards, or were encouraged by the bounty to take the initiative to find someone.

After a night of sleep, Joan's spirit gradually adapted to the cursed body, and she was a little frightened when she saw the arrest of people everywhere in the city, and remembered that she seemed to be the fugitive, so she pulled up her hair and blackened her clothes, and hastened her steps to flee for her life, and saw the opportunity to get out of the narrow gap in the city wall and escape from the royal city.