Song Ling was too lazy to listen to Qin Shouyun's thoughts, but he had to wake up now, so he could only listen first.
"Now it seems that I was wrong."
"How wrong!"
"Qi Ruxiu, you lied to me so miserably! Qi Ruxiu, you deserve death!"
As you chant it, it becomes a curse.
Qin Shouyun gritted his teeth and insulted Qi Ruxiu, as if he wanted to pull Qi Ruxiu out of the ground and whip his corpse.
"What happened back then?" Song Ling asked.
"She lied to me!" Qin Shouyun frowned, raised his head and roared.
"Yes, I know." Song Ling helplessly raised her forehead and followed his words and continued to ask: "So what are the specifics? What did she lie to you? Did she lie to you that your daughter was dead? Or was there more deception."
I don't know whether it was because of the arrival of the morning light or because Qin Shouyun lost his mind, but the amount of spiritual power Song Ling could draw from the surroundings increased significantly. Even so, Song Ling still did not take it lightly, always running the spiritual power in his body, time and time again.
Wash the newly grown spiritual bones.
"She lied to me..." Qin Shouyun held up the glass cup, rubbed his face, and said aggrievedly and pitifully: "What she wants is not me, but my exquisite heart! After I let down my guard, she took Nannan and
Linglongxin ran away!"
After the craftsmen of the Purple Sect have achieved a small degree of success, they will condense the seven-orificed exquisite heart within the sea of consciousness. This is the elixir of mind and is also the essence of the craftsman.
If Qi Ruxiu stole Qin Shouyun's exquisite heart, the feud would be really serious.
"What happened next? How did you confirm your daughter's death?" Song Ling asked.
"I dug her grave and saw the coffin inside her grave." Qin Shouyun said with a mournful face, gently stroking the glass lamp in his arms, "I made a longevity lock for my daughter, locking it until she is around.
There is a pair of clothes and a longevity lock lying inside the coffin, what else could be the reason?"
At this point, Song Ling finally clarified her thoughts.
After Qi Ruxiu died, I guess that Linglong's heart went to Hongye, so that Hongye's remnant soul could be kept alive.
"So, do you understand what to do now?" Song Ling asked again.
Qin Shouyun's eyes were a little confused, as if he couldn't think about deeper issues after being overjoyed and sad.
Therefore, Song Ling could only guide him and turn his words back to the glass cup.
"How about extinguishing the lamp?" Song Ling moved his hand closer to the back of Qin Shouyun's hand, trying not to irritate him, "If you want to save your daughter, you have to extinguish the Chongming Jinghuo with your own hands and unlock the Liquan Yin Fire Technique.
It is possible to save my daughter’s life.”
Otherwise, once the technique is completed.
Momiji will have to wake up as a zanpaku.
At that time, whether the outcome is good or bad depends on God's will.
After being awakened, Qin Shouyun suddenly stopped stroking the glass cup. He looked sideways at Song Ling. After hesitating for a long time, he asked: "Is she like me? Can I see her?"
When the Chongming Pure Fire is extinguished, it will be the time when Qin Shouyun dies.
"Somewhat like you, but more like her mother." Song Ling replied truthfully: "I can let you see her, but I don't recommend letting her see you."
If Hongye comes into contact with Qin Shouyun, the connection between bloodlines may cause her to awaken unexpectedly.
Just as the two were discussing these matters, Feng Yun suddenly woke up. He stood up like a carp, pointed his sword at Song Ling, and shouted: "Let go, sir."
Bang.
Song Ling didn't even look back, and threw out a spiritual light that turned into reality, directly hitting Feng Yun and falling to the ground.
"They are innocent." Qin Shouyun requested, "I can extinguish the Chongming Pure Fire and remove the Yinquan Lihuo Technique. Please let them go."
"Okay." Song Ling agreed happily.
Killing a few more people meant nothing to Song Ling. All she wanted was for Chen Sheng's family to be safe and sound.
Hearing Song Ling's promise, Tan Shouyun sighed softly, as if a burden had been lifted. Then, Tan Shouyun turned over his hand and extinguished the glass lamp in his arms.
When the fire went out, Qin Shouyun spurted out a mouthful of blood.
Then, he raised his hands and waved his sleeves, and countless glowing fireflies came out from his sleeves.
These fireflies flew into the air and disappeared.
Tan Shouyun's face turned gray at a speed visible to the naked eye. He tilted his head and his whole person turned into a wick of a glass lamp.
Before the glass cup fell to the ground, Song Ling reached out to catch him.
Now Qin Shouyun will not die immediately. But his last wish before his death is to see the red leaves, so Song Ling has to take him out.
After cleaning up Tan Shouyun's yard, Song Ling came to his study.
Hadith inaction is to be taken away.
Without Qin Shouyun's lectures, the people in the town only need to meditate and cultivate themselves, and there will be no major physical problems.
There is nothing special about the other books on the bookshelf, which are very suitable for Chen Sheng to study in the future. After Song Ling arranged these books in order of difficulty, he returned to the yard with the glass lamp in his arms.
Feng Yun woke up again at this moment.
Compared to last time, Feng Yun was much calmer this time.
"Who are you and what do you want to do?" Feng Yun asked coldly.
"I am the one who ends Tan Shouyun's pain." Song Ling held up the glass cup in his hand and said, "If you know what's going on, you should leave now and never set foot here again in your life."
As if he realized something, Feng Yun put his hand on his waist, secretly kneaded it with his other hand, and shouted: "Put it down, otherwise I won't let you leave here!"
"Are you going to ruin everything that Qin Shouyun has worked so hard for?" Song Ling asked calmly: "The only one who can help him now is me, and I promised him that I won't kill you."
Feng Yun was stunned, with two lines of clear tears falling from the corners of his eyes.
Song Ling ignored him and walked out of the yard with the glass lamp.
When they went out, the restrictions outside the thatched shed disappeared with the cool breeze. Song Ling walked a few steps and saw Chen Sheng squatting on the street, so she shouted: "Chen Sheng, why are you here?"
Chen Sheng raised his head in a daze, rubbed his eyes with his hands, and said, "I saw that I couldn't get into the teacher's yard, and no one answered the knock on the door, so I thought of waiting here."
"No need to wait, your teacher has already left." Song Ling touched his head and gently instructed: "Your teacher said that you can read all the books in his yard... If there is anything you don't understand, you can tell me then."
You can ask me."
"What about you? Sister Song, do you want to leave too?" Chen Sheng was a little reluctant and hurriedly stretched out his hand to hold the corner of Song Ling's clothes.
"Yes, I want to leave too." Song Ling nodded.
"If you leave, where should I find you? If I don't understand something, how can I ask you?" Chen Sheng raised his head and asked.
"I will come back to you. I hope you will have improved by then." Song Ling knelt down, rummaged through the bag with her free hand for a long time, took out a jade bead and put it in Chen Sheng's hand.
Say: "Next time I come, I will bring you a fun thing, and then you can use it to contact me at any time."