The night was deep, the moon was hidden behind the clouds, and the heavens and the earth were dark.

A fragrant orange tree with a deep black color.

Criss-crossed branches, looking fangs and claws in the middle of the night.

Black and white impermanence received the order of Si Di, took the furnace ding, and came to the right position in the center of the courtyard.

The furnace tripod was in the position of the heavenly and earthly branches, and it instantly became larger, and there seemed to be an inexplicable force pulling it.

Black and white impermanence obviously didn't make any movement, and the stretched furnace floated up from the ground, staying straight in the middle of space, like a huge bucket.

The body of the furnace ding emitted a golden-black light, and the light circled around the round mouth of the furnace ding, and then slowly fell.

A white mist came out of the furnace, and when the white mist dissipated, everything returned to a dull silence.

In the calm and deep darkness of the night, the lingering cry was clear and bright.

"Cousin, brother, you, no, come, look, look, people!"

Like the roar of lightning, the night runs from the sky to the ground.

The voice of the crying, swirling in the ears, was both desolate and pitiful.

Yuan Yiyi's expression was full of doubt and compassion, confused, and he was dragged to the dim corner of the courtyard side.

The sharp voice seemed to be about to puncture the eardrum, Bai Wuchang covered his ears a little helplessly, squatted next to the furnace, and watched Si Di's movements from time to time.

Black Impermanence looked solemn, his hands suspended in mid-air, palms facing each other, and his body was wrapped in a black mist.

His eyes fell on the furnace in front of him, guarding the floating furnace and no other movements.

"Cousin, brother, you, really, yes, no, yes, conscience, heart, cousin, brother, me, hate, you!"

The original voice of helpless complaining turned into a thick resentment at this moment.

The voice, which was almost angry and arrogant, sounded very crazy, and the resentment seemed to have accumulated to the peak, looking for an opportunity to fully vent it.

The original ruddy side wall seemed to be a red dripping at the moment, and in the dark night, the place was glowing with strange colors.

The wind was blowing coldly, whistling unstoppably, deep and calm, and everything was hidden in mystery and crisis.

Si Di was about to take two steps closer when a fierce wind came, full of bitterness and unwillingness.

"Cousin, brother, then, you, no, love, just, no, want, blame, me, no, righteousness!"

Before Yuan Yiyi could react to what was happening, a pink figure covered in mud swept as quickly as a sharp feather arrow like an arrow.

"Be careful!"

Si Di nervously clenched Yuan Yiyi's palm, and his figure gently floated to the right.

With a slight force on his wrist, Yuan Yiyi's body flew up instantly.

In the whirlwind, Yuan Yiyi has been brought to a safe position.

Si Di is unchanging, standing straight by the wall, white and dust-free clothes, looking elegant and unique, exuding a quiet and harmonious beauty in the dark night.

That knife-like face was full of seriousness and coldness at the moment.

The indifferent voice, as deep and rational as ever, and a trace of compassion were vaguely revealed from the light tone.

"Miss Ling'er, I'm not your cousin, and I shouldn't bear your anger towards my cousin. Now that your physical body is gone, the best option is for you to go with me to the underworld and turn into samsara. ”

The originally vague pink figure on the side wall instantly became clear at this moment.

That fair face was full of grievances and deep tears.

Transparent water droplets, with strong love and trust, can't escape the end of dust returning to dust.

Yuan Yiyi frowned, not knowing what to say.

Shiny tears dripped down the ground, leaving no trace at all.

The slender and graceful figure looks full of weakness and depression at this time.

The white face had turned bloodless pale because of more than a month of concealment.

That miserable white contains the torture of fate, and there are also doubts about love.

"Cousin, brother, he, no, want, me, go, go, do, go

word by word, with deep love and strong resentment, unwilling emotions were revealed from the tone of grief and indignation.

The orange trees shook violently in the night wind, as if they were the embodiment of the devil, and the thick anger gradually rose, which could no longer be suppressed or hidden.

"Cousin, brother, finally, return, yes, you, no, stay, me!"

The clouds gradually dissipated, fluttering, dispersing from the dense clusters into new modules, even like ribbons, pulling long white stripes across the dim night sky.

The moon showed its face, and the bright moonlight crossed the high wall and fell on the softened spirits.

The white face of the resentful soul flashed, and the face that had absorbed the moonlight gradually blurred.

Instead of becoming pure, chaos is becoming more and more chaotic.

The dirt on the pink dress grew larger and wider, gradually spreading throughout the body.

The image had just crawled out of a thousand meters below the ground, and it took a lot of effort to save a breath for himself.

The appearance of the moon makes the collection of resentful spirits even more tricky and anxious.

Si Di took Yuan Yiyi and took two steps back, carefully examining the specific situation of the resentful spirit, looking for new opportunities and gaps.

"I know your situation, we will deal with your grievances for you, now you just need to leave with me. ”

"Male, human, male, sexual, no, yes, one, one, good, east, west, all, no, can, phase, letter, me, difficult, way, no, know, way, you, yes, for, for, coax, cheat, me, only, yes, want, put, me, take, leave, people, world, well!"

Innocence and innocence were swept away, and the miserable voice, carrying deep hatred, echoed in the empty courtyard.

"Trust me, we'll give you a reasonable explanation. ”

Si Di stood across from the resentful spirit, trying to impress the already crazy girl with words.

The wraith sneered twice, the ghost's voice sharp and sharp in the night.

It's a pity that the girl is no longer the lively and cheerful girl she used to be.

The girl can no longer follow her cousin to the bun shop to eat steamed buns, and she can no longer take a willful trip.

The girl became a soul, a soul that did not yet wish to enter a new reincarnation.

The long abandonment of this soul made the soul disheartened, and the heart turned from warm to cold.

Like an endless river, no matter how jubilant and active it is, it can't withstand the deep winter cold.

The cold, penetrating the bone marrow, can no longer heal, can no longer gain new hope and strength.

Yes, for a resentful soul who has no hope or faith, how can anyone in the world be trustworthy.

Even people can't be trusted, let alone shadows and ghosts from the underworld.

The resentful spirit ignored Si Di's bitter words, stretched out his withered hands, and reached out for the outside of the courtyard wall.

Miss Ling'er, a human wizard, black and white impermanence, with a resentful soul, unable to enter the underworld, a possibility, to eliminate resentment, a kind of time after the passage of time, will fall into the devil's way.