Chapter 298: The Soul Returns

Under the narration of the old village chief.

Fu Shiyi learned that the eldest sister died of illness five years after her disappearance, but she never knew that the eldest sister was terminally ill before, obviously the eldest sister deliberately hid from her, no wonder she always delayed family affairs again and again.

"Sister Eleven, it's good for you to come back, it's good to come back, Sister Meiya sees you, it is estimated that the resentment will be eliminated, and you will be reincarnated. ”

The old village chief saw that Fu Shiyi didn't want to talk about his own affairs in detail.

After a few words, he left with his crutches, leaving the space for the Fu Shiyi sisters.

After the old road was withdrawn.

The courtyard returned to its former calm.

"Sister. ”

Fu Shiyi held the luck mentality, and gently opened the bedroom where the sisters lived before, but saw that decades had passed in the house, but it was spotless, and the furnishings in the house were the same as the morning when she left home to go to Luoxia Mountain.

"Sister. ”

Fu Shiyi's eyes were hot, and tears rolled to the ground.

At this time.

A gust of wind blew through the house.

Fu Shiyi's eyes lit up, thinking that Mei Ya recognized her, but Yin Feng didn't stay by her side, but turned into the backyard.

Fu Shiyi followed.

But I saw the rabbit pen in the backyard, the broom was hanging in the air alone, as if someone was carrying it, cleaning the fallen leaves on the ground one by one, and there were no rabbits in the bar.

After sweeping the fallen leaves on the ground.

Fu Shiyi felt that the yin wind was blowing by his side again, but he came to the kitchen, and the sound of pots and pans sounded in the kitchen, and when the sun had not risen the next day, the sound of pots and pans sounded in the kitchen again, and then the yin wind drifted to the top of Luoxia Mountain.

Obviously, Meiya is repeating the days of sending Fu Shiyi to strike iron day by day.

"Sister~"

Fu Shiyi couldn't hold back any longer.

Covering his mouth, he cried out.

She ran to the sycamore forest under the mountain, in her subconscious, Grandpa Zhang would definitely be able to solve this matter, but when she ran down the mountain, she found that the sycamore forest had disappeared.

She could no longer find the thatched hut.

"Grandpa Zhang, Grandpa Zhang!!"

.........

Heartless Castle.

Fu Zhihong, who was sitting in the formation to heal his wounds, opened his eyes first.

He seemed to feel something, and looked at Fu Shiyi, who was guarding the side, but saw that the other party's eyes were tearful, and his face showed a look of pain, Fu Zhihong sighed in his heart.

Get up from the ground.

When he came to Fu Shiyi's side, he found that the other party's soul had been out of his body for a long time, and he was obviously trapped in a place like some illusion:

"Eleven, wake up, wake up!"

Fu Zhihong called a few times.

But Fu Shiyi didn't react at all:

Fu Zhihong couldn't wake up when he saw Magu on the side, but Magu always had a happy smile on her face, and Fu Zhihong couldn't help but get worried:

"What the hell is going on?"

The rest of the clan who were originally meditating and healing.

They woke up one after another.

Sanniang's heart was entangled, and she carefully observed the situation of Fu Shiyi and Magu, and said with a flash of inspiration:

"Patriarch, I see that their situation is similar to the one who opened the Wudan Illusion in the clan at the beginning, they should have been involved in some illusion. ”

It's just that Wudan Fantasy Land is a place of inheritance.

There was no danger inside.

And once it is considered that there is no alchemy qualification, he will be sent out of the illusion realm, so I don't know what kind of illusion Fu Shiyi and Magu have entered.

At this time, the sun rises again in the sky outside.

The little devils flying everywhere planted in place at the moment when the morning sun rose, turning into strange flowers and plants.

Fu Zhihong frowned:

"We don't have much time left in the secret realm, if Eleven and Magu don't wake up in time, and their bodies are teleported out at that time, but the souls stay here forever, it will be bad!"

"What then, Patriarch?"

Sanniang was worried, she knew that she would not heal her injuries and stay by Fu Shiyi's side, at least enter the illusion together, and she could also have a companion, and Magu didn't know if she was reliable or not.

Fu Zhihong did not speak.

Instead, with a wave of his hand, the gate outside the castle slowly opened, and the key inserted in it turned into a puff of smoke and disappeared.

Fu Zhihong looked at the rest of the humanitarians:

"Before nightfall, we must leave Wanghome, before this, Zhifei, you must find a way to find the flaw in the formation, this formation can be isolated and teleported, when the time comes, if we can't get out, then .........."

They will die in this secret place.

And now it's time for them.

It's only one day!

The uncle instantly felt very stressed, he called the ninth uncle, the tenth uncle and the fifth uncle to help, and only Fu Siyuan, Fu Zhihong and Sanniang were left in the heartless castle.

"Siyuan, Sanniang, the two of you go to other castles together to search and see if there is anything to gain, but you must be careful that if there is danger in the castle, do not enter. ”

Sanniang can rest assured that Fu Eleven.

Before she could speak, Fu Zhihong said:

"Don't worry, I'm staying here to wake up Eleven and Magu, don't worry about it. ”

Wait for Sanniang and Fu Siyuan to come out of the Heartless Castle.

Fu Zhihong waved his hand.

The gate outside the castle was reopened.

He patted the storage bag, a wooden box appeared in his hand, the pain on Fu Zhihong's face flashed, a magic trick hit the wooden box, the glow flashed, and an incense candle was placed on the ground.

The incense pillar has not yet been lit.

There is a refreshing fragrance coming out, which makes people feel shocked.

Fu Zhihong divided the incense pillar into eight, planted it around Fu Shiyi and Magu, sat in the middle by himself, shook his wrist, and suddenly a little fire ignited from his sword fingers:

"Boom!"

With a flick of his sword.

Eight pillars of incense were lit in an instant.

Fu Zhihong's right sword finger waved in his left hand, and the blood flowed out in an instant, and he drew a talisman in the void with blood, and when the runes were condensed, it suddenly hit into the eyebrows of Fu Shiyi and Magu.

When everything is ready.

Fu Zhihong pinched the trick with both hands.

The mouth began to recite the mantra silently.

As the sound of the spell became louder and louder, the runes in Fu Shiyi and Magu's eyebrows suddenly began to heat up.

.........

Iron Village.

Fu Shiyi searched for several months in Luoxia Mountain, but he didn't find any trace of Grandpa Zhang, he seemed to have disappeared into this world.

Fu Shiyi was impatient and could only go back.

She opened a blacksmith shop in her own home, specializing in making ironware for the villagers, and in the early hours of the morning, she accompanied the soul of Malt to the top of Luoxia Mountain.

And so on day after day.

Fu Shiyi's craftsmanship is good, and the ironware is not only popular in the iron-making village, but also the people of ten miles and eight towns have to entrust people to her to build, she slowly became famous, and bought a big house in the town.

But Meiya can no longer enjoy it.

Time flies.

Decades have passed.

Fu Shiyi also became a gray-haired old lady.

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