Ye Qingtian said: "Tell me about the situation at that time. When she gave you the red envelope, what did she say to you, and what did you answer?"
Su Xinyan bit her lip and fell into memories.
After a long while, she said in a trembling voice: "I remember that Aunt Bao gave me a red envelope, praised me as a good boy, and asked me if I would be her daughter."
"My mother played well with her, and her daughter and I grew up together. I saw how painful it was for her to lose her daughter, so... I agreed."
She was not a fool. She had obviously guessed something. She covered her face and said in panic, "She wants me to die in her daughter's place, right?"
Seeing her reaction, Ye Qingtian looked at her sympathetically: "Yes."
Su Xinyan was instantly filled with anger.
Of course she was afraid that she would become the scapegoat, but she was even more angry at being deceived and plotted by those close to her.
Aunt Bao and her mother have been best friends for decades!
She never thought that Aunt Bao, who had always loved her, would harm her!
"Is this... the contract?" She stared at the red envelope on the table, wishing she could see a hole in it.
Ye Qingtian nodded, opened the red envelope, and a piece of paper fell out.
It was a piece of yellowish white paper with a few lines of writing written on it, to the effect that Su Xinyan voluntarily died in place of Bao Xinya and became Ms. Bao's daughter. After both parties agreed, the contract came into effect.
Ye Qingtian said: "Ms. Bao wants to trade your life for her daughter's life."
"Although you didn't sign the deed, Ms. Bao took advantage of the opportunity and gave it to you, and asked you if you would like to be her daughter. And you accepted the red envelope and agreed in person, so God recognized you.
contract between them."
"She should have asked a mage or Taoist priest to do this. In seventy-seventy-nine days, her daughter's soul will be replaced by yours. By then, her daughter will be resurrected in your body, and you will die in her daughter's place."
Su Xinyan slumped in her chair and couldn't make a sound for a long time.
She was still shocked that Aunt Bao was planning to harm her, and at the same time, she also doubted, is there really a death penalty in this world?
"Isn't Xinya dead? She... how could she be resurrected?" She felt that her worldview was collapsing.
Ye Qingtian said calmly: "Death substitution is a kind of secret magic that exists in ancient witchcraft. Very few people in modern society have mastered it. Even if they have learned it, they are probably only scratching the surface."
"But whether it succeeds or not, whether Bao Xinya can be resurrected or not, you will be affected."
"In the end, it is very likely that Bao Xinya was not resurrected, and you were also killed."
Su Xinyan's face suddenly turned pale and her head was in confusion.
She is still so young, her parents and family love her very much, and she has so many fans who like her. How could she be willing to die like this?
Why did Aunt Bao, who was once so kind to her, plot against her?!
She was also very sad when Xinya died of a serious illness. During that time, she and her mother stayed with Aunt Bao, fearing that Aunt Bao would not be able to survive.
As a result, Aunt Bao harmed her so cruelly.
How could there be such terrible people in the world?!
The more Su Xinyan thought about it, the angrier and sadder she became, and her eyes became red.
After a long time, she murmured: "If I burn the red envelope and contract...will everything be fine?"
Ye Qingtian shook his head: "It's not that simple."
Su Xinyan looked at her in confusion: "Then... what should I do?"
She really doesn't want to die!
Who wants to die young?
What's more, she was being plotted against!
"Don't worry, I will save you." Ye Qingtian stuffed the deed back into the red envelope, threw it into his backpack, stood up and said, "Let's go."
Su Xinyan asked her blankly: "Where to go?"
Ye Qingtian: "Go to the cemetery and meet your friends."