Fang Lin said that the change had changed, and the expression on his face became complicated, there was happiness, there was emotion, and similarly, there was gloom-

"At that time, we sent troops to exterminate a nearby barbarian tribe, just like the usual battle, there were no thrilling schemes, no unexpected changes, just the usual battle, the only difference was that I died. ”

Fang Lin said such words indifferently, but in this kind of environment in the dead of night, where the body was like a march of the undead, Feng Xue only felt that his hairs stood on end.

"Yes, I'm dead, wars always have to die, and in every battle before that, someone died, and I just had the misfortune to be next. Fang Lin's tone didn't fluctuate, it seemed that he was just stating a fact, but in the next moment, his tone suddenly became a little intense-

"At that time, I thought that I was used to seeing life and death, and I thought that I could face death calmly, but when the knife really pierced me in the chest, I knew that I didn't want to die. ”

"The battle was urgent, and the barbarian had already been killed by my comrades before he could pull the knife out of my chest, but there was no chance of me being saved. ”

"The knife was stuck in the body, and there were no barbarians to come up to mend the knife, and I didn't breathe for a while, at that moment, I thought-ah-it's all death anyway, it's better to gamble, so I dipped my own blood and drew the kind of spell on my body that draws the essence blood of others to speed up healing, but the effect of this spell is a little slow after all, so I still died. ”

Feng Xue's face was slightly strange when she heard this, she thought that she would hear common passages in novels such as "drawing a wrong symbol, which led to a change in the spell", "the surrounding qi and blood are thick, causing the effect of the spell to multiply", but she didn't expect to get such a result.

But Fang Lin didn't stop, and continued to recall:

"I felt that my soul began to detach from my body, and I watched the battle on the battlefield with a strange sight, and there was a force that seemed to tell me to go somewhere, but at that time I couldn't move at all, and it wasn't until later that I realized that it was the rich blood and murderous aura on the battlefield that isolated the perception of the soul, causing the soul to be unable to go to the underworld spontaneously, and could only wait for the blood to slowly dissipate, and then it could be sensed by the ghost and extradited for reincarnation. ”

"That battle ended quickly, the troops as before, quickly cleaned the battlefield, collected the corpse of each soldier, and then dug a pit to bury it, after all, in that kind of war of extermination, the number of dead soldiers is a few hundred, and it is almost impossible to transport them back to their hometown for burial, in order to avoid the plague, they can only be buried on the spot, and only bring one belongings back to their hometown to set up a clothed mound, anyway, for the sacrificial system of the human race, it really doesn't matter where the body is buried, as long as there is a will, the soul can be received. ”

"Hundreds of corpses were buried together, and the kind of qi and blood imprisoned everyone's souls around the corpses, I could only float above the tomb, slowly waiting for the blood to dissipate, but I don't know why, the souls of the others seemed to lack consciousness, and could only float there aimlessly, only I still retained my consciousness......"

Listening to Fang Lin's statement, a terrifying feeling crawled all over Feng Xue's body, this kind of horror is not like those ghost movies, nor is it plasma and psychological horror, but is induced by loneliness, a person, together with countless unconscious and unable to communicate souls, is alone and imprisoned on a piece of land, that feeling, it makes people shudder to think about it.

"But it didn't last long, maybe five or seven days...... Anyway, less than a decade after the army left, I suddenly felt my body again. So I followed the feeling and drilled into the soil, only to find that my corpse actually had a heartbeat, it turned out that although my soul had left the body at that time, the spell did not stop, and still absorbed the qi and blood of the surrounding corpses for repair, so my soul was thrown into the corpse, dug the grave with my hands, and came to life. ”

"......Whew" Feng Xue finally breathed a sigh of relief, quite a feeling that a thriller has finally become an inspirational drama, but, judging from Fang Lin's expression, Feng Xue felt that things seemed to be not over.

"I escaped with my life and ran back to Fangjia Village...... Well, it's my hometown, but I found that there was a plague in the village, although I haven't died yet, but I can only survive, and the magic in my hand can only heal the wounds, but not the disease, I can only watch, at that time my parents, my eldest brother and second brother, my sister, my nephews and nieces...... I couldn't bear to see them die, so I tried to hunt down bandits, bandits, and barbarians...... Even stealing corpses, finally made up the amount of 100 people, and then ......"

"You used that spell after your family died?" At this point, Feng Xue naturally understood what was going on, but ......

He couldn't help but look at the living dead around him, and an answer came to his mind.

"That's right, it failed. Fang Lin sighed faintly and pointed to a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties not far away:

"This is my father. ”

Then he pointed to another middle-aged woman—

"This is my mother. ”

He then pointed to each of the living dead in turn, and reported their identities, some of them were his family, some of them were his friends, and some of them were just neighbors.

"I arranged the ritual as when I was resurrected, and then, their bodies came back to life, but there was no consciousness, I thought it was an accidental failure, but I resurrected every villager, but not even one of them succeeded......"

Speaking of this, Fang Lin breathed a sigh of relief again, as if he had adjusted his mood, and then he said in a slow and dignified voice:

"Their souls are trapped in their bodies, they can only breathe, they have a heartbeat, they can swallow when they are fed, but they have no consciousness, and the only thing that is fortunate is that their souls seem to be in a state of ignorance, which is not better than suffering like this. ”

"Is it a matter of the soul?I remember you said that your soul is sober, maybe that's the difference?" Feng Xue asked, he didn't believe that Fang Lin hadn't thought about this, but he still asked, just to ease the tense atmosphere at this time.

"That's what I thought at first, but when I killed a few bandits for experiments, only to find that one of them had been resurrected, I was overturned, and that's when I began to study the spell and determined to bring them back to life. ”