Chapter 24: Soul-calling: Marrying in life, and after death...
Last letter.
Xuanxiu glanced at the few words in front of him with an expressionless face.
He didn't recognize her handwriting, but he remembered her scent. It was indeed Mingyao who wrote it. They hadn't lied.
The letter clearly stated that her wish was for Xuanhui to take her body back to the village where they met and bury it.
As for the rest, no word was mentioned.
She faced death calmly and even found a burial place in advance.
The nascent inner demon squatted in the darkness, mocking his wishful thinking. "Use immortal power to revive her? Don't be naive, Xuanxiu. She doesn't want to live at all."
Ignoring the inner demon's taunts, Xuanxiu lowered his eyes to gaze at Mingyao in his arms. She was lifeless, her face as pale as the unmelted snow in the depths of winter. Yet, he occasionally felt a moment of trance, a constant feeling that he would melt her in his arms.
I couldn't keep her when she was alive, and I couldn't keep her after her death.
laugh.
Raising his hand to wave away the annoying letter in front of him, Xuanxiu's eyes flashed with coldness, trying to hide the sorrow surging in his heart.
He held up her cold body, his immortal energy collapsing. He placed his hand against her cheek, oblivious to the surroundings, his voice soft and gentle, "You shouldn't have given me alms."
He is not a good person. He just learned a lot from Chu Dianqing and put on a gentle and elegant appearance.
That's why he wouldn't do what she wanted.
The sighs stopped.
Xuanxiu looked up at Xuanhui, whose expression was particularly grim.
"She wants to go with you, so what?"
He deliberately smiled, his eyes crooked, appearing as gentle and obedient as before: "Brother, can you let her come back to life and tell me in person?"
Xuanxiu's tone was full of sarcasm.
His eyes swept over the blood parasite that Xuan Hui was still trying hard to maintain through spells. He gently pinched his fingers and a dark light went straight towards Xuan Hui's face.
Xuan Hui felt a chill in his heart and leaned forward to hide. He was distracted and lost control of the blood parasite in an instant. The backlash was dangerous and he felt a sweet and fishy taste in his throat. His spiritual veins were also damaged.
Xuanxiu didn't care about all this.
Freed from the constraints of the blood parasite, the surging love and hatred he felt in the glacial realm overwhelmed him again, and his inner demons raged.
The immortal king, who had never been involved in the mundane world before, now has Mingyao in his mind.
Mingyao's life and death, Mingyao's love and hate, everything surrounding Mingyao, with the affection that had never been explained to her, finally gave rise to something that even he himself did not understand at all.
She bent down to pick up the suicide note, and her fingertips ran across the burial place she had chosen for herself - Shuangli Town, Lingyang County.
The destined person has no origin. This is not the place where she was born, but she chose to be buried here, simply because she met Xuan Hui here.
The more you think, the more demons you have in your heart.
Xuanxiu's long eyelashes drooped slightly, hiding the jealousy in her eyes, and gently smoothed Mingyao's slightly messy hair. The inner demon was stimulated by her suicide letter, and evil thoughts began to emerge again.
Since he lived here with Xuanhui during his lifetime.
Then there will always be a replacement after death.
It's so boring to be alone all the time.
Right, Ayao.
…
Seeing that the situation was on the verge of getting out of control, the mountain master and several other immortals in charge couldn't help but sweat.
Most of their strength is now being used to form a formation with hand gestures, which is how they are able to trap these rebellious evil spirits that have escaped from the seal in Xuanxiu's body. If Xuanxiu wants to cause trouble at this moment, they will only end up being killed.
The atmosphere suddenly became a little tense.
Seeing Xuanxiu picking up the suicide note with an unclear expression, the immortal who first discovered Mingyao's suicide note trembled with fear, fearing that Xuanxiu would become depressed and drag them to the underworld together.
With a determined heart, he simply spoke with a desperate attitude, trying to be as close as possible and flattering as possible: "Well, Miaomiao, there is a way, there is a way."
"There's a way to get Mingyao to tell you in person."
"You possess immortal powers, beyond the reach of life and death. You may not know that there is a technique called... summoning the spirit."
**
The wind is cold.
When she left, she clearly remembered that it was only September, so why was the house so cold?
Mingyao collapsed to the ground. Perhaps it was because she had been in the book for too long, but even though she had regained consciousness some time ago, she still couldn't open her eyes. Only a slight burning warmth lingered on her forehead, allowing her to endure it for a while longer.
Ms. Ming, please come and save your daughter. She is almost freezing to death at home.
Ming Yao called out silently in her heart, praying that she could summon Ms. Ming out through some kind of mother-daughter connection.
Ms. Ming.
Ms. Ming.
"What is she shouting?" Finally, it worked a little, and sounds gradually began to appear around.
But there was something wrong with the voice. Ms. Ming's voice was not that shrill.
Ms. Ming’s poker partner?
Mingyao endured the discomfort, gradually pulled himself out of the feeling of being possessed by a ghost, and opened his eyes.
“…”
As soon as he opened his eyes, Mingyao regretted it.
What is a close kill?
In front of her, just a few inches away, a pale and gray face with two bloody tears hanging from the corners of its eyes was looking straight at her.
This scene is exactly the same as the female ghost in red hanging from the ceiling in horror movies.
Mingyao's breath was choked, and he stood there stiffly. As soon as he opened his eyes, he almost fainted again.
She has been timid since she was young. When she was a child, she was teased by Ms. Ming at home. She held her hand and told her ghost stories. She was so scared that she couldn't even scream. She could only bury her head, tears squeezed out of the corners of her eyes, and she whispered into Ms. Ming's arms, begging Ms. Ming to let her go, which made Ms. Ming laugh.
Later, when he grew up, he was "forced" by his friends to go to a secret room together. The group of people were timid and screams came one after another. Mingyao also wanted to scream, but the fear was stuck in his throat, as if someone was strangling his fate, and he couldn't make a sound.
Now, looking at such a face, Ming Yaohun was so frightened that he flew two miles away, but he just stood there silently with a pale face.
This is... after she traveled through the book, she was given the ability to see ghosts and spirits?
Mingyao was speechless for a long time.
"I'm afraid he's a lunatic."
It was not until the female ghost in front of her looked at her with contempt and floated away leisurely, and after a long while, she came back to life.
But after looking around, my heart sank again after I had just come back to life.
The long street was quiet and empty, with only a few dim lanterns hanging in front of the doors, emitting faint light.
There was no way this could be her home.
But maybe the small light ball had positioned itself incorrectly, and was heading to an ancient town in a tourist city. Mingyao hurriedly comforted himself and told himself not to panic.
Thinking that the names of shops in such ancient towns usually carry specialties from a certain place, Mingyao squinted his eyes and looked at the shop signs in the dim light, wondering where he was.
However, the words on the plaque are complicated and difficult to understand, and they are so fancy that you can tell at a glance that they are not words from the modern world.
What’s more important is that the small characters below these plaques all read “Frost Pear”.
What a familiar name! Isn’t this the first place she settled after traveling here?
After going around in circles, she returned to the place where she had just settled when she traveled through time.
The remaining half of my heart turned cold again.
"Little ball of light, are you still there?"
If you're here, please come out and explain. Doesn't your book-traveling service include after-sales service? She didn't even go home.
What happened to the promise of being able to escape from this world?
But no matter how she called out, there was no response. Just like the nearly two hundred years she had spent trapped in Xuyou Immortal Mountain, relying only on the novel outline left by the small ball of light to sustain her, there was no movement at all.
Maybe something unexpected happened again?
When he was isolated and helpless, the first thing Ming Yao thought of was to take out the book "The Love of the Cold Immortal Lord" and read it carefully.
But there is nothing left.
In the past, the outline of the novel would appear before her eyes like a projection whenever she thought about it, but now it is gone.
No matter how she thought about it, she didn't react. Mingyao felt like someone had been tricked into paying 200,000 yuan to a bank, then turned around to check WeChat and found that she had been blocked.
My mind is completely blank.
What does this mean? After the system automatically unbinds, the memory is cleared?
At the right time, a gust of wind blew up, bringing with it gusts of cold, making Mingyao's heart tremble with cold.
At the same time, not far away, bursts of shrill bell sounds came into the ears along with the sound of the wind. A child about seven or eight years old, wearing an extremely ostentatious red dress, with bells of different sizes hanging on his body, was like a trumpet that had become a spirit, and was rushing towards Mingyao at a very fast speed.
Mingyao had no time to dodge before the child was already in front of him.
Which kid has no quality?
The moment before the child flew and hit her, Mingyao subconsciously closed her eyes.
But the expected pain never came. A few breaths later, when Mingyao tentatively opened her eyes, the child was gone. She remained where she was, as if it were an illusion.
If there wasn't a big hole in her waist and abdomen.
There was no blood on the big hole, it was empty, and it was slowly healing like a gathering of light spots.
This scene was even more terrifying than when she opened her eyes and saw a female ghost.
"Master, there is a living soul here."
Behind her, a child's voice suddenly came out, which scared Mingyao again. She turned around and looked back, and found that it was the "trumpet spirit" who had just bumped into her.
"Hmm, I saw it." From above Mingyao's head came another unfamiliar voice, with a hint of interest, "It's really rare. It's rare to see such a complete living soul."
"It's a good seedling."
Mingyao subconsciously looked up blankly following the voice and met the speaker's eyes.
On the roof, a man in pink was looking at her with interest.
"Oh, you're still a beauty." After seeing Qing Mingyao's appearance, the man in pink raised his eyebrows frivolously, then pointed his fingertips, and a stream of light sank into Mingyao's forehead. "Okay, you're mine, take me away."
He clapped his hands contentedly, not knowing who he was talking to.
Mingyao felt as if his brain was rusty and couldn't move.
Let’s ignore the child in front of us and the person who is talking to himself.
The huge hole in her waist and abdomen, and the way it healed, made it look like she didn't look like a living person at all.
Even if she was slow, she finally reacted.
No, where was her body? Where had the flesh she had used for so many years gone?
A basin of cold water poured down from the top of his head, and Mingyao felt as if the sky was falling.
She seemed really cheated.
**
Thousands of miles away, there is the fairy mountain in a moment.
After cleaning up the mess, with the help of Xuanxiu, he finally suppressed the rebellious evil spirits that took the opportunity to cause trouble, and the scattered immortal power also gathered back into Xuanxiu's body.
In the mountain master's hall.
The Immortal Lord who had initially said that he could summon the soul, faced Xuanxiu's rather cold gaze and wiped the fine beads of sweat from his forehead.
"Where's the soul?"
These two words made the immortal in charge breathless.
I should have kept it to myself earlier. The mountain master is still there to support her, so why would she come up with such a fuss? Now, the man has been carried up there. God knows why she can't summon Mingyao's soul back. She's been trying for half a day, and her spiritual power is almost drained, but Mingyao's body hasn't responded at all. What a miserable life!
"Logically, he should have been summoned back long ago. Mortals die and their souls scatter, but within seven days, as long as we use magic, there should be no problem..." The Immortal Lord in Charge paused and secretly glanced at the Mountain Master, whose expression had been uneasy. "As for why Mingyao can't be summoned, ahem, Mountain Master, please teach me for my junior sister."
She couldn't wait to throw the pot away.
"Miss Ming is frail and has no relatives. The Immortal Mountain isn't her homeland, and she has no relatives in her homeland. She's determined to die. Perhaps this is why summoning her spirit has been fruitless. Trying a million times will be futile." Xuan Hui, standing by, spoke before the mountain master could reply. A cold look flashed in his eyes. "Why force it?"
He was weak, had no relatives in his hometown, and only had a corpse, so his soul could not be summoned.
Xuanxiu extracted the key.
The person destined by heaven had very little connection with this world. She divorced Xuan Hui before her death, and she had no relatives within the five degrees of kinship here.
Cut it off cleanly.
It's hard to even think of seeing her again.
However, he was repeatedly tormented by unwillingness, and his inner demon whispered that he must try again.
Frost Pear Town is the place she chose for burial, so let's take her there.
It’s not difficult if there is no kinship within the five degrees of kinship.
The destined person originally had no marriage, but since she was able to marry Xuan Hui...
Xuanxiu thought of something and his brows softened.
Marry during life and have a ghost relationship after death.
He could always have some connection with her again.
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