How incredible this sounds.
Chen Sui stared at Xiao Shiyi. Xiao Shiyi seemed to have put enough tombstones and came closer to her.
She didn't care that this was a cemetery, she just sat down on the ground and held Xiao Eleven in her palm: "You are my sword spirit, right?"
No doubt, just certainty.
Little Eleven sat in her palm, making gurgling sounds.
Shen Sui touched it, then reached out and pulled out his own tombstone without saying a word.
Little Eleven: “!”
As if sensing Xiao Eleven's extremely shocked mood, Shen Sui chuckled: "Am I not right next to you now, or do you prefer the tombstone?"
Xiao Eleven subconsciously pressed tightly against Shen Sui's palm.
Chen Sui nodded with great satisfaction: "You still understand."
However, Chen Sui still decided to dig up this unsightly grave himself.
It was really strange. This grave was obviously no different from other graves, but when Chen Sui saw it, he subconsciously felt very disgusted.
If the hatred between her and Nan Zhi was caused by the evil puppet magic, then Chen Sui thought that the hatred between her and whatever was buried in this grave was only pure disgust.
Shen Sui put Xiao Eleven aside and started digging little by little.
I don't know how long I dug, it was so long that Shen Sui became a little mechanical, but Shen Sui still dug without giving up, as if he was determined to fight with this grave.
She could feel her fingertips hurting from digging in the soil. Oh, maybe even breaking the skin and bleeding.
But Shen Sui didn't care, she was determined to dig up the grave.
She knew that there was something inside that she hated very much, but was also very important, waiting for her to discover.
That is also the real reason why she appeared in this wonderful world of cultivation.
Suddenly, Shen Sui touched something.
It seems very long, but also seems very soft, like cloth?
So Shen Sui's knuckles stiffened, and then she struggled to pull the thing out.
It was a white hairband.
White headband.
Chen Sui's face suddenly turned pale, and her hands holding the white hairband were shaking slightly. She even felt that the world was spinning.
She had thought of many speculations, no matter how outrageous or exaggerated, but no one of them would have a greater impact on her than this white hairband.
She almost slowed down and took off the white hairband tied on her head.
Her hair was scattered, but she was holding the same white headband in both hands. No matter how she confirmed it, the two white headbands were exactly the same.
Threat? Intimidation? Warning?
Chen Sui's mind was blank until Xiao Shiyi's gurgling voice was heard beside him.
Shen Sui silently put the white hairband he had dug out from the grave aside, and then almost slowly tied up his hair with his own white hairband.
She decided to keep digging, after all, the entire grave couldn't contain only a white hairband.
After digging for a while, Shen Sui touched something new. This time, Shen Sui was too lazy to even guess, and directly dug it out of the soil of the grave.
It's a jade box.
Chen Sui lowered his head and carefully wiped the jade box, which was covered in grave dirt, clean. He then muttered to himself, "What could be in here? I guess it could be advice from the original Chen Sui. Oh no, should I say it's advice from my former experimental self to my current self...?"
Although he said so, Chen Sui stared at the jade box motionlessly, and his hands had no intention of opening it.
Chen Sui suddenly inexplicably recalled a Greek anecdote he had read in his previous life.
Pandora's box.
In Greek mythology, Pandora was the first woman on earth made of clay by Hephaestus or Zeus, the god of fire, and then given to Epimetheus under the arrangement of Zeus. Epimetheus accepted her, and at the wedding, Zeus ordered the gods to put a gift in a box and give it to Pandora as a gift.
Epimetheus, however, refused to allow Pandora to open the gift, knowing that Zeus's gifts might not be good. But one day, Pandora's curiosity got the better of her. She waited until Epimetheus left the room, then opened the box. Out burst a puff of smoke, revealing all the evils of the world—greed, hypocrisy, slander, jealousy, and pain.
Pandora was extremely frightened, so in a panic, she covered the big box in time, but it was too late, and only "hope" was left in the box.
Chen Sui lowered his eyes and stared at the jade box. Although it was a bit exaggerated to compare it to Pandora's Box, its meaning was almost there.
Shen Sui began to open the jade box little by little until it was completely open.
But what caught Chen Sui's eye was a yellowed piece of paper with black words on a red background.
But it’s better to say that it’s a marriage certificate than a piece of paper.
[This is presented to Heaven and Earth, reported to the Nine Heavens, announced to all the immortals, and communicated to the six realms. The heavens bear witness, Heaven and Earth are my mirrors, and the sun and moon are of one mind. If I betray this beautiful woman, I will be deceiving Heaven. The sin of deceiving Heaven will lead to death.]
[I am delighted that today the red string has been tied, a perfect match. I predict that we will be together forever, with the fragrance of osmanthus and orchid.]
[From now on, we are bound together in a happy marriage, becoming a loving couple. The red string has been tied, and we will be together forever. Flowers bloom and the moon is full. I will happily swim in the sea until the rocks crumble. We are a pair of mandarin ducks and make our first vow. I solemnly make this covenant.]
[Poetry praises the harmonious family, and this is proof of the peaceful and harmonious life that has lasted for a hundred years.]
【Shen Xinglan Shen Sui】
Chen Sui only took a glance and was absolutely sure that this was Shen Xinglan's handwriting. In some courses in Xuantian Sect, she sometimes missed some things, so she asked Shen Xinglan to borrow his to take a look.
The boy's handwriting was sloppy but clear, which meant that he was in a hurry but also very serious when writing this marriage certificate.
She could almost imagine the handsome young man looking a little anxious but hardworking as he picked up the pen.
The corners of Shen Sui's lips curled up slightly, but her attention was quickly attracted by the piece of paper with black words on it underneath the marriage certificate.
Ten years of life and death, yet unforgettable, even without thinking about it. A thousand miles away, a lonely grave, with no one to talk to about my desolation.
This was a line of poetry she had learned in a book of poetry in her previous life, written by a great poet to mourn his deceased wife.
But Shen Sui was stunned.
She seemed to understand something. The yellowed red paper with black words on it and the clean white paper with black words on it were all conveying to her a fact that she could not ignore.
That is, Shen Xinglan committed suicide for her ten years after her death.
Why?
Shen Xinglan should have lived a good life in the ten years after her death.
Eh?
etc.
How could she come up with such an idea?
Shen Sui was stunned and at a loss for a moment, but a drop of cold water fell on the back of her hand.
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