Lin Qing clearly cared deeply about this disciple, yet he loved to rebuke him from time to time.
Awkward, but really caring.
Every time she met a senior, Jin Banwei always felt that Min Ziyu was not doing her job as a mother, but as the lover of her daughter, she couldn't say anything about her.
After learning about the Death Return Formation from Lin Qing, Jin Banwei felt that things were getting weirder and weirder. According to Lin Qing, no one could enter the formation. So who rescued Ren Qiao? Could it be that Ren Qiao was not the only one trapped in the formation?
Or maybe something else got into the formation when they sealed Ren Bridge, but why couldn't people of their level notice it?
She couldn't figure it out, but someone had to enter this death array anyway.
The truth is hidden in the formation, so entering the formation is the best choice.
The black fog on the lake surface accumulated more and more, and the area it spread over became wider and wider. Guan Jiyue and the others even felt uncomfortable standing next to the lake, as if there was a force pushing on their backs, forcing them to leave.
When Lin Qing was in a bad mood, he liked to pull his beard. He pulled out two of the slightly whitened beards. "We definitely can't get into this formation. What are you guys trying to do? Why are there four Huangquan evil spirits and a death return formation again? I've already boarded this pirate ship, you guys should at least tell me something."
Lin Jinpeng was indeed a bit of a coward. He felt the force of the Death Return Formation pushing him, so he simply moved away from the Divine Wrath Lake and shouted at them from a distance, "Guan Jiyue, Jin Banwei, did you two provoke someone you shouldn't have?"
"Now that you're on the pirate ship, there's no turning back." Guan Jiyue stared at the lake, her eyes full of determination: "You must enter this death formation. Senior Lin, I can only promise you that if I really die, I will die before you."
"What unlucky words you said." Lin Ping blew his beard.
He didn't have much resistance. Although he really wanted to know the truth, since Guan Jiyue and the others didn't want to tell him, he didn't want to force them to speak. He came to pay the debt for that little bastard Lin Jinpeng. As for how far he would pay it back... he wouldn't die for now anyway.
Lin Qing even admired Guan Jiyue and Jin Banwei. He had accepted three disciples over the years, and each one was more timid than the other, and their spirit in cultivation was also poor. He hadn't seen younger generations as talented and fearless as Jin Banwei and Guan Jiyue for a long time.
He likes this kind of young people. If people who do ghost work are afraid of death, it is better to change their career as soon as possible.
Lin Qing hoped that Lin Jinpeng could learn something, but Lin Jinpeng avoided him too much. He just felt very embarrassed at the moment.
Lin Qing no longer looked at Lin Jinpeng. He threw pieces of spiritual paper onto the lake, but the spiritual papers would quickly turn into ashes after being contaminated by the aura of the Death Return Formation. He really had no good way to enter the formation. This kind of formation used by the Yin Cha for assessment was useless even for a paper-making master of his level. After all, who could have thought that the ghosts of the Yin Official would come to deal with living people?
But he soon discovered that the black mist continued to spread and repelled their bodies, but it did not repel Ren Qiao and Jin Banwei.
Lin Ping took two steps at a time and came to Jin Banwei and Ren Qiao, pointing at them and saying, "You two don't seem to be repelled by the Death Return Formation."
Guan Jiyue also noticed this. She was not surprised by Ren Qiao, but Jin Banwei would be a little strange. She walked forward, pulled Jin Banwei closer to the lake, squatted down and stretched her hand towards the lake.
Perhaps God was helping them. Jin Banwei soon discovered that she could enter the formation with Ren Qiao, and the Death Return Formation did not seem to have the power to reject her.
Unlike Guan Jiyue and the others who would be bounced away as soon as they approached the Death Return Formation, Jin Banwei's hand could go straight through the surface of the lake and touch the strange energy hidden deep beneath the lake. The energy seemed to become solid and coiled around her palm.
Jin Banwei was delighted: "Sister Ji Yue, I think I can also join the formation."
Guan Jiyue, however, did not show any joy. She frowned and quickly analyzed the reason: "Ren Qiao's current body is the body of your paper figurine, and she has completely merged with the body of the paper figurine. The paper figurine is sustained by your blood and energy, so the two of your blood and energy have already merged. This formation must have mistaken you for one."
Lin Jinpeng was far away, but he used a little trick and could hear it clearly.
He rushed over anxiously: "Wait, what do you mean you can enter the formation after fusing blood and energy? You don't mean to say that the ghost came out of the Death Return Formation, then how come she didn't know about the Death Return Formation at all? And she is twice as powerful as when she was sealed without the blessing of the curse seal, how is this possible? Besides, she has already come out, why does she want to go in again?"
Lin Jinpeng's cultivation was not high, and even though he rushed to the front, the repulsion of the black mist almost made his body float up, and he was about to be pushed out.
Lin Qing was really disgusted by his humiliation, and his old hands grabbed his arms tightly and pulled his body down.
Lin Jinpeng gasped in pain: "Master, the bone is about to break."
Lin Qing lowered his voice and uttered in a low voice: "Lin Jinpeng, you are really embarrassing me."
He was too lazy to even worry about what Jin Banwei and the others were going to do. He just wanted to retrain Lin Jinpeng and make him learn all the tricks again. He was far inferior to his peers, both in character and strength.
——
It was good news for them that Jin Banwei could join the formation, but Guan Jiyue was worried.
She was used to putting herself in danger, but when someone around her was about to do so and she couldn't accompany them, she always felt bad.
At this moment, Guan Jiyue really didn't want to get involved in this death array. She frowned and said, "Do we have to go? In fact, we have already guessed most of the truth, haven't we?"
They were all helpless people in this world, but they met and got to know each other, became trustworthy partners, and became family members who cared for each other.
It's fate.
Guan Jiyue didn't want this relationship to be cut off, and neither did Jin Banwei, but many times one has to follow one's heart.
The black fog on the lake surface continued to rise, gather and condense.
The whirlpools are constantly spinning, and people who fall into them don’t know whether they can climb out.
The unknown is the source of timidity.
Jin Banwei's eyes slowly turned away. She clenched her fists and said, "Sister Ji Yue, I think there is not only the truth in it, but also the benefactors of my sister and me. Although this is just a guess, didn't you also say that repaying kindness is my virtue?"
Indeed, this is a virtue.
If Jin Banwei did not have this virtue, they probably would not have become a non-blood-related family.
This is good, but it's dangerous in there.
Guan Jiyue looked at Jin Banwei, who was full of determination, and turned to look at Ren Qiao. She asked, "Ren Qiao, do you have the same idea as Banwei?"
"Well, if there is someone in there who wants to save me, then I should go and save her. I don't want to live with an unknown debt. But Ji Yue, you are a little too pessimistic. If you calculate carefully, the combined strength of Xiao Jin and I should be more than twice as strong as when I was sealed. It shouldn't be a big problem."
Ren Qiao gave Guan Jiyue an affirmative answer. She was a more gentle and kind person than Jin Banwei.
Taking risks just for speculation may not be worth it in the eyes of many people, but in the eyes of Jin Banwei and Ren Qiao it is very worthwhile.
They both have soft hearts, which is probably one of the reasons why they are suitable for each other.
The second reason is that they all know very clearly what they want to do most right now and the direction they want to go in. Their minds are not distracted, they are clear-headed and their analysis is very reasonable. What Ren Qiao said is indeed right. She has two more souls than she did at the beginning, and Jin Banwei is a very strong paper-making artist.
Sometimes she always felt that Jin Banwei's methods were too flashy.
Ren Qiao and Jin Banwei were not too stupid people. Even if they did some foolish things, they were mostly driven by good intentions in their hearts.
very good.
Guan Jiyue glanced at the lake and said, "Let's go."
She nodded, and Jin Banwei and the others no longer had any worries.
Seeing the two people who were about to put themselves in danger, Min Ziyu was hesitant to say something, but in the end he did not say anything to stop them.
She changed and became silent.
When Jin Banwei and the others were about to enter the water, Guan Jiyue stopped them and said, "Banwei, give me one of the magic weapons that trapped Ren Qiao's soul. I'll show you how to break the seal on it."
Jin Banwei looked at him with a confused look, and she sighed, "I can't just stay here and do nothing."
Guan Jiyue is a person who is used to charging forward, but at this moment she cannot rush in, so she can only act as a backup.
Even she had to admit that Ren Qiao was very strong. If they could merge the remaining two souls, it would definitely not be a bad thing for them.
Jin Banwei still believed in Guan Jiyue. When Guan Jiyue spoke, she quickly handed over the Buddhist beads that Guan Jiyue had snatched back for her. She smiled and said, "Then I'll leave it to you, Sister Jiyue."
Guan Jiyue calmly accepted the Buddhist beads and nodded softly.
Seeing Jin Banwei handing the Buddhist beads to Guan Jiyue, Min Ziyu finally couldn't help but said, "I'll help too..."
How to say it.
Jin Banwei had been disappointed with Min Ziyu too many times. Even though she was Ren Qiao's biological mother, Jin Banwei could no longer trust her. She was even worried that if they really met Ren Qingxu, Min Ziyu would turn against them.
She put her hands behind her back and shook her head in resistance: "No, thank you."
Min Ziyu could feel Jin Banwei's distrust of her. She subconsciously looked at Ren Qiao, but Ren Qiao instinctively avoided her sight.
It makes sense, but I still feel lost.
Jin Banwei's hand touched Ren Qiao's hand with her back, and she slowly held it tightly, and walked towards Shenyuan Lake. But before she entered, she suddenly thought of the mother and daughter again. She turned her head and said, "Oh, Sister Ji Yue, that mother and daughter..."
She wanted Guan Jiyue to help Bai Yue and Bai Zhi. After all, in the original book, Bai Yue and Bai Zhi were a major turning point in Guan Jiyue's life, and also her destiny.
Since we can meet again, maybe it is destined.
They were destined to lend a helping hand to Baizhi and her daughter.
Over the past few months, Jin Banwei and Guan Jiyue have developed a tacit understanding. Before she even finished speaking, Guan Jiyue knew what she was going to say next. She raised her index finger slightly and tapped her arm: "You are being too kind again."
Jin Banwei smiled and said, "It's very dangerous here, and that person is a pregnant woman."
Hearing the word pregnant woman, Ren Qiao came back to his senses: "Ji Yue, please help them."
Guan Jiyue seemed indifferent, but she was not an unkind person. She just lacked trust in humans and ghosts. She still agreed: "We can't get in anyway, I'll go look for it later."
Liu Wubai is not here this time, and Guan Jiyue has agreed to go find them, so there shouldn't be any big problems.
Jin Banwei felt much more at ease. She held Ren Qiao's hand and stood by the lake. Looking at the bottomless, dark, stagnant lake, which was filled with a foul smell, Jin Banwei's eyebrows trembled: "Senior Lin, should we just jump?"
Lin Ping's beard was pulled even thinner by him: "How about I find you a submarine and you go in the water?"
I didn't realize that Lin Qing has a bit of dry sense of humor.
Jin Banwei also knew that she had no other choice, she could only jump down.
She sighed and was about to jump in, but Min Ziyu took two steps forward: "Yu Li."
She was calling Ren Qiao, but unexpectedly Ren Qiao ignored her. She even pretended not to hear Min Ziyu's voice and did not turn her head.
It is not difficult to imagine that Ren Qiao probably really had a grudge against Min Ziyu.
Seeing that Ren Qiao ignored her, Min Ziyu called out to Jin Banwei, "Banwei."
Jin Banwei shuddered and turned around a little stiffly. She still tried to maintain a calm tone: "Master Min, what's wrong?"
Min Ziyu had a lot to say, but when she found that Ren Qiao ignored her, the words got stuck in her throat. One sentence after another made her throat very uncomfortable, but she couldn't utter a single word.
She lowered her eyes slightly and smiled bitterly: "Be careful."
Jin Banwei thanked him politely: "Thank you."
Min Ziyu probably kept asking herself over and over again why things turned out like this.
Jin Banwei also asked herself again and again why the situation between them was so awkward. She didn't know how to be someone's daughter, let alone how to be someone's son-in-law.
My head hurts a bit too.
She took all her strength and dragged Yu Li into the Shenyuan Lake.
With a "plop", she lost all control of her body. She held her breath and her body became heavier and heavier. She and Ren Qiao were sucked into the whirlpool, their bodies constantly spinning and falling downwards.
But such a fall was too slow, and the ghost energy on Ren Qiao's body was spinning rapidly, and actually merged with the vortex a little.
Their bodies fell rapidly and soon hit the ground.
There is no sewage here, it seems like an isolated space, but there is still no air, and the environment is very dark, with only a few strands of faint blue fire illuminating the environment.
The rich and penetrating power made Jin Banwei clearly sense the existence of the formation. Jin Banwei's breathing gradually became difficult. She took out two pieces of spirit paper, one on the back of Ren Qiao and the other on her chest.
The spiritual paper borrowed some ghost energy for her, making her body a little more ghostly. Jin Banwei was finally able to breathe and speak in this airless place.
Her body was wet, but there was no foul smell as she had imagined, which made Jin Banwei more accepting.
"Xiao Jin, are you okay?"
The physical advantage of Ren Qiao's ghost was highlighted. She was not really stained with water, and her clothes were still clean and white, which made Jin Banwei look more and more embarrassed.
Jin Banwei wanted to say that she was fine, but the feeling of being wet, cold and sticky was really bad.
This place was originally a ghost array. The environment was cold and damp. Her soaked body fell here, and the coldness blew gently, making her feel as if she was trapped in an ice cellar.
She shivered: "Sister, this damn place is so cold."
Hearing Jin Banwei complain about being cold, Ren Qiao quickly pulled away the hand she was holding, with a hint of self-blame in his eyes.
Jin Banwei's hands were suddenly empty, and she looked at Ren Qiao with a look of disbelief: "What's wrong?"
Ren Qiao pinched her wrist and said, "I'm cold too. If you hold my hand, I'll be even colder. I can't control my ghost spirit here."
In this kind of formation, Jin Banwei didn't expect Ren Qiao to accommodate her body temperature.
She was cold, but she felt uneasy without holding hands.
Jin Banwei took out a lantern, and the flame of the lantern slowly warmed her body. She still stubbornly held Ren Qiao's hand, and in Ren Qiao's helpless eyes, she said lightly: "I like holding your hand."
When she is sweet-talking, her words are straightforward.
Ren Qiao slowly stopped trying to break free, and his fingertips slowly fell on the back of Jin Banwei's hand. Although he did not open his mouth to respond, his eyes were full of tenderness.
Jin Banwei stretched her waist. She felt her body was soaked in water and her limbs were stiff and uncomfortable.
She was still fighting the cold when Ren Qiao's voice suddenly rang in her ears: "Yeah."
Jin Banwei was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that Ren Qiao was responding to what she had just said. She seemed to be like this all the time, basically having an answer whenever she had something to say.
This reminded Jin Banwei of the time when Ren Qiao ignored Min Ziyu. She whispered to Ren Qiao, "Sister, do you hate Master Min? She called you just now, but you ignored her."
Ren Qiao shook his head gloomily: "Not really, I just think she shouldn't say that about grandma, and I feel a little sad."
Jin Banwei's premonition turned out to be correct. She felt that Ren Qiao would definitely be unhappy with Min Ziyu's words and questioning of Yin Shu, so she hurriedly stopped Min Ziyu from saying more outrageous words. However, that sentence still left some scars in Ren Qiao's heart.
She cares a lot about her grandmother.
This is reasonable. After all, in Jin Banwei's cognition, Yin Shu is the only person who loves and takes care of Yu Li who is still alive.
As her memory revived, Yin Shu occupied a very important place in her heart.
It was reasonable for Yin Shu to be unhappy with what Min Ziyu said about her.
After all, Ren Qiao has always been like this. She may not care about her own pain, but she will be particularly angry when people around her are attacked.
Ren Qiao's voice was soft and full of longing: "Grandma is very good to me, just as good as Xiao Jin. I care about Grandma very much. Although she is Grandma's daughter, she can't say that about Grandma."
Jin Banwei also felt that Min Ziyu shouldn't have done that.
From what we can see so far, Yin Shu's perception is completely correct. She is smarter than Min Ziyu and she can clearly distinguish between good and bad. It's just a pity that she can't control her daughter.
Perhaps it was because he felt that Ren Qingxu was not a reliable person, that he left the Buddha Spirit to Yu Li as a backup before he was about to die.
Although Jin Banwei had never actually met Yin Shu, she could judge from Yin Shu's past and various behaviors that Yin Shu should be a very good mother. It was a pity that Min Ziyu did not learn even a bit from Yin Shu.
But at this time, even though she felt that what Ren Qiao said was right, she couldn't agree with him.
Otherwise it would seem like she was deliberately trying to sow discord between mother and daughter.
Ren Qiao pushed the lantern, and it floated up, hanging in the air, illuminating the entire enclosed space.
They seemed to have fallen into a tomb chamber. There were a dozen coffins placed in the enclosed space. Those coffins were similar to the Five Elements coffins they had seen in Kongming Mountain, except that the phoenixes had turned into winding dragons.
The placement of the coffins is also very interesting. They surround a pool in the center, with blood-red water gushing out of it. In the center of the pool there is a stone table with a sandalwood box on it.
This Death Return Formation didn't look like a formation that could attack people. Jin Banwei didn't feel any danger for the time being, but she thought the placement of these coffins was interesting.
She took Ren Qiao's hand and walked into the pool, a little closer to the sandalwood box. There were some strange witch patterns engraved on the sandalwood box. Jin Banwei didn't recognize them, but she just felt they were cumbersome.
Some red liquid leaked from the bottom of the box, dripping into the pool, making a dripping sound. There was a strong smell of blood in the air, and the red liquid seemed to be blood.
Seeing the blood, Jin Banwei suddenly had a bad feeling.
"Gudong gudong." A strange sound was heard, causing Jin Banwei to lower her eyes. The red water in the pool seemed to be burned by something, and bubbles were coming out of it. The bubbles condensed little by little, and actually floated out of the pool. One by one, the red bubbles floated towards the coffin surrounding the pool.
The uneasiness in my heart is growing.
Jin Banwei cut her finger and blood flowed toward the lantern. The light from the lantern became brighter and she was finally able to see the entire tomb chamber. The walls of the tomb chamber were also engraved with the same witch patterns as those on the box. The witch patterns made people feel very uncomfortable.
Jin Banwei quickly looked away.
Suddenly, she saw something familiar.
Seaweed petals.
Yes, this tomb is full of sea lettuce flowers. There are clusters of sea lettuce flowers on the coffin and on the ground.
Jin Banwei had seen those seaweed petals in Ren Qianjing's memory.
Sea lettuce only grows in places with clear water. Its pure white petals and light yellow stamens complement each other perfectly when they fall on the lake. She even clearly remembers how clear and clean the lake was when the sea lettuce flowers were blooming.
But later, the blood began to devour that little bit of pure white beauty.
The petals of these seaweed flowers are pure white that have been dyed red. Their petals and stamens have long turned deep red. The red formed by the accumulation of human blood is dazzling to the eyes.
But the petals of the seaweed did not wither or fall, and they looked as if they had just been picked.
Jin Banwei was very confused: "Why are there so many seaweed petals here? They look like they were just picked not long ago."
Jin Banwei was full of doubts, but she didn't remember to respond to her voice. Instead, her palms became colder and colder.
She quickly turned her head and first saw a sea of blood, and then the head gradually separated from the body. The blood color occupied all her vision.
Ren Qiao noticed that she turned her head back and pleaded in a low voice: "Don't look at me, Xiao Jin, don't look at me."
Why, why is this happening!
Clearly there was no soul fusion, how could Ren Qiao reveal her true appearance before death again? Her palm was already bloody and the dull pain in her heart spread and intensified. Her voice was full of pain: "Sister."
Ren Qiao finally couldn't hold Jin Banwei's hand anymore. Her hand fell completely from Jin Banwei's palm as her skin and flesh separated. Her body slowly tilted downwards. Ren Qiao curled herself up into a ball. The feeling of losing control of her body made her extremely painful.
The first thing she felt was not pain, but fear.
Everyone wants to show their best side in front of their loved one, but she always seems to be in a mess.
Every time she heard these words, she felt more and more sad. Ren Qiao pleaded softly, "Don't look at me. Please, don't look at me."
"Okay, I won't look." Jin Banwei's voice began to cry. She turned her head away, tears dripping from the corners of her eyes. She was not afraid, because she had seen it before. But every time she looked at it, she still felt devastated. The deep feeling of despair almost drove her crazy.
His blurred vision fell on the sandalwood box.
Her heart began to beat violently.
An intuition told her that the reason why Ren Qiao lost control was in the box.
Jin Banwei took a breath, gritted her teeth and stepped into the pool. She approached the stone table and touched the sandalwood box with trepidation.
With a "bang", her hand was shaken open by the box, and her palm was hurt. She spread out her palm and took a look. The surface skin was almost burnt. The burning pain eroded her five senses. A weak voice sounded behind her: "Xiao Jin, are you okay?"
She hid her injured hand, then turned around and replied, "I'm fine."
When she turned around, she found that Ren Qiao had taken out a windbreaker and wrapped her entire body and head in it, completely blocking Jin Banwei's vision.
Only a muffled voice came out from inside: "I'm glad you're okay."
Jin Banwei thought Ren Qiao was cute, but she couldn't laugh at all.
"Sister, I really don't care."
"Xiao Jin, I care."
In fact, she had seen it several times, but Ren Qiao showed strong resistance every time.
This time is even worse.
It seemed that the closer they were, the more Ren Qiao wanted to maintain a better image in front of her, not fragmented or bloody.
Jin Banwei lowered her eyes and looked at herself covered in dirty water. Even her hair was completely soaked. If she crawled out, people would think she was a water ghost. She was also covered in blood from her previous injuries, but Ren Qiao did not despise her.
Being in the supernatural world, where one is a ghost and the other is a Yin-Yang sorcerer, how is it possible to maintain a good attitude all the time?
Jin Banwei stopped her wild thoughts. She clearly felt that the problem was with the box.
If we open the box, perhaps Ren Qiao's abnormality can be stopped.
Jin Banwei took out a number of array-breaking talismans from her bosom, stacking one on top of the other: "Yin and Yang are born from the extremes, all living things have their own way, the stars of heaven and earth are moved and broken, all talismans obey my command!"
Dozens of formation-breaking talismans turned into ashes, leaving only a small crack on the box.
Jin Banwei felt strange, this thing didn't look like a magic weapon.
She took out the array-breaking talisman from her arms again, and just as she got closer to the box, her hand was suddenly sucked by something. The huge suction force pulled her entire hand closer to the box and landed completely on the box.
Her palm seemed to be scratched by something sharp, and blood was flowing out from it continuously.
The box was sucking her blood.
Jin Banwei was stunned and hurriedly reached for the spirit paper, but every time the box absorbed a bit of blood, the lid would loosen a little.
Could it be that this box, like the Death Return Formation, also regarded her and Ren Qiao as one, but...
Why did she subconsciously think this way? Did she subconsciously feel that there was Ren Qiao's blood in the box?
However, her blood seemed to be able to open the box. Jin Banwei discovered this, and the hand that was touching the spiritual paper also turned into taking out blood-replenishing pills and qi-nourishing pills.
She wanted to see how much blood this box could suck from her.
One, two, three... The blood-replenishing pills produced by the system are particularly filling, and Jin Banwei is not afraid of wasting time with this sandalwood box.
With a "click", the lid of the box actually lifted up.
Jin Banwei's hand that had been on the box naturally fell down, and as she loosened her hand, the four sides of the box fell down, like peeling a fruit, piece by piece, finally revealing the fruit in the center.
Closed and depressing.
Bloody and desperate.
Jin Banwei's body began to stiffen from the visual point of view. Her head gradually became unable to move at all, her neck became slightly stiff, and her limbs gradually became cold. She was completely unable to move and could only maintain a fixed posture, staring at the things in the box.
It was a bloody head, a woman's head.
Her long hair had been soaked in blood for so long that its color had changed. Her hollow eye sockets were missing a pair of eyes, with only bright red blood rolling down from them. It was clear that she had been dead for a long time, but her head seemed to have been freshly cut off, with blood still dripping down continuously.
Blood seeped through the bottom of the box, seeping out from the bottom and falling into a pool of blood.
One drop after another.
There were some signs of ulceration on the skin of the head and face, but she could still recognize the face of her lover.
That's Ren Qiao's head.
Bloody, wet, and touchable.
Jin Banwei slowly raised her finger, and her finger was like a piece of wood, sticking out stiffly.
Warmth and pain.
The blood that fell from the head was not the nothingness of a ghost. Every drop was scorching hot, as if it could burn through her skin and scrape off two layers of flesh.
The scenes that Ren Qianjing saw in her memory appeared in her mind again.
Resentment and hatred took over everything.
Warm liquid dripped from the corners of her eyes, and she seemed to be crying.
A pair of cold hands covered her eyes, and a trembling voice fell into her earlobe: "Xiao Jin...Xiao Jin, don't look at it."
Her palms were cold and her voice was trembling.
Ren Qiao should be more helpless than her.
She slowly took Ren Qiao's hand away. Seeing Ren Qiao's body stabilized again because the sandalwood box was opened, her nose felt sore and her throat hurt: "I, I'm fine."
Ren Qiao's hand fell on her face, wiping her skin carelessly, his eyes full of anxiety: "But Xiao Jin, you are bleeding."
It's bleeding.
Jin Banwei was a little surprised. She followed the place where Ren Qiao's hand fell and felt traces of wetness and heat.
The traces left by the fingertips caught my eye.
It turned out that she was not crying, but her eyes were bleeding.
She was in so much pain, her skin was burning and her heart was shrinking little by little. She was grieving everything in front of her and resenting all the participants.
Jin Banwei held Ren Qiao's hand and forced a smile: "Sister, I'm really fine."
The drops of blood on her fingertips almost soaked her heart, but Jin Banwei still insisted on telling her that she was fine, but she didn't look like she was fine at all.
If you ask how she felt when she saw her own severed head, Ren Qiao's answer was probably not clear enough. She only knew that when she saw Jin Banwei shedding tears of blood because of that head, all the emotions in her heart were drowned by heartache. She lowered her lips and whispered in Jin Banwei's ear: "Xiao Jin, please stop looking at it."
"It's okay, I'm fine." Jin Banwei turned her body stiffly, and she took out the soul-sealing bell that sealed Ren Qiao's eyes from her bag.
She took out Ren Qiao's eyes and tremblingly moved closer to the head that was placed like a fruit. Her palms were burned red by the warm blood. She pinched the eyeball with her fingertips and put the eye back into Ren Qiao's eye socket, but the eyeball soon fell out.
Without support and without mending, those eyes no longer belong to those sockets.
The eyeball fell into the pool of blood. Jin Banwei squatted down and felt for the trace of the eyeball in the pool of blood: "Where is it, where is it."
"Xiao Jin." Ren Qiao's cold palm passed through the blood and covered the back of Jin Banwei's hand. She held Jin Banwei's hand tightly and stopped her from moving: "Don't look for her anymore."
Jin Banwei lowered her lips and whispered, "Sister, I'm so useless. I can't protect you. I can't even put your eyes back together. I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
Ren Qiao carefully embraced Jin Banwei. She leaned close to Jin Banwei's ear and whispered softly, "This has nothing to do with you."
She was wrapped in the blood mist that belonged to ghosts, and her body was completely trapped in Ren Qiao's arms. There was her blood on her fingertips and under her feet. Jin Banwei's emotions collapsed instantly: "Sister, I feel a little cold, no, I feel a little hot."
Jin Banwei raised her eyes slightly, she looked at Ren Qiao in his arms, she raised her hand slightly and placed it in front of Ren Qiao: "Look, my hand seems to be burned through."
There was the back of the hand stained with blood.
That was Ren Qiao's blood.
Ren Qiao carried Jin Banwei out of the blood pool. She took Jin Banwei away from the blood pool and wiped the bloody back of her hand with a tissue: "Xiao Jin, don't blame yourself. This has nothing to do with you."
She was still as gentle as ever, but it was obvious that she would feel more pain than her.
What was placed in the box was more than just a head, it was a microcosm of Yu Li's short life.
Miserable, desolate, and filled with nothing but pain.
The one who should collapse is Ren Qiao, who saw his own body with his own eyes, not her.
Jin Banwei broke free from Ren Qiao's hand. She suddenly hugged Ren Qiao's body and hugged her tightly. Finally, she burst into tears: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I don't know why this happened. I just hate myself for not being able to do anything."
Ren Qiao gently patted Jin Banwei's back and comforted her in a low voice: "Xiao Jin has done very well."
"No, I'm not good." Jin Banwei still took out the Qingxin Talismans. After all, she was a paper-making master whose character could not keep up with her practice.
Without the help of the mind-clearing talismans, she simply couldn't calm down.
After the Qingxin Talisman was placed on her chest, her breathing finally became smoother. She hugged Ren Qiao and said, "Sister, if you want to cry, you can lean on me. I won't make a fuss anymore."
Ren Qiao put her fingers on Jin Banwei's wet hair. She didn't want Jin Banwei to call her behavior a nuisance. She could feel that Jin Banwei just cared about her and she was not very old.
At only 20, I watched my beloved die before my eyes time and time again, and watched my wife being dismembered...
As she said, she felt that Jin Banwei had done a good job, and no one could do better than Jin Banwei.
"Xiao Jin, don't always make things difficult for yourself. Using the Qingxin Talisman too much is not good for your body."
She knew it, but she had to stay calm most of the time.
Jin Banwei came back to her senses and looked towards the blood pool. Bloody bubbles were still emerging from the pool and heading towards the coffins.
The blood pool was like a sacrifice, and everything she had was being eaten by the coffins.
Jin Banwei suddenly came to her senses.
This should be the place where Ren Qiao was forced to become the guardian deity of the family. The corpses in those coffins should be the deceased members of the Shen family. They are stealing the luck of the immortal bones for their descendants.
Jin Banwei saw through everything almost in an instant.
The head serves as the medium of this unequal contract, and Ren Qiao's main soul is their spirits, so even after many years of death, blood can still flow out continuously. What flows out is not only blood, but also the luck of the immortal bone itself.
It was obvious that she was killed by them, but her spirit and her remaining body were actually trying to protect her enemies' descendants so that they would be rich and prosperous for generations and have a smooth future.
How can this be true!
How can this be so unfair!
Jin Banwei knew where this place was.
This is not a tomb, nor is it a death array.
This place is basically hell, Yu Li’s hell.
It is also her hell.
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