It's him, it's her, it's not it, it's you, it's me without you and me.
There was a little itching behind his ears, as if someone was exhaling, but Zhou Yeqing didn't dare to move or turn around, he just stood there in a daze. If the fear is not released, it is not reality.
Suddenly, his shoulders felt a little cold, and this coolness seemed to freeze his whole body. Zhou Yeqing froze in his breath, moved his head stiffly, and looked to the side.
A slender hand landed quietly on his shoulder.
"ah!!!"
There was a scream in the hall, and Zhou Yeqing was like a cat whose tail was stepped on. He was frightened and rioted. He kept shaking and patting his shoulders, stubbornly trying to get rid of this weird hand. He looked behind him in a hurry, but he didn't see it.
What, this is really weird. When he turned around, the hand on his shoulder was gone. Zhou Yeqing rummaged through his body and found it was gone.
"Is this another hallucination?" Zhou Yeqing's breath was uncertain and he looked around. "Oh my God!!!" "Hello... Fairy aunt... Fairy aunt sister..."
The young man screamed and fell to the ground. He looked in horror at the woman sitting there.
Zhou Yeqing gasped, frightened by this scene. The puppet in red that had disappeared reappeared at this moment, but it didn't look like a puppet. The woman in front of him was very good-looking, with delicate eyebrows but fierce peaks and tails, and peaceful but peaceful eyes.
The sharpness is not diminished, and the red lips are like the pen in the judge's hand, so beautiful that it is shocking.
Zhou Yeqing moved her body just now, half-heartedly facing the woman in red, his eyes averting. The red candle in the woman's hand was lit, and she really came back. At this moment, she was sitting there, looking directly at Zhou Yeqing, magnanimously and straightforwardly.
"Did you light the resurrecting candle?" the woman spoke, sweet and touching, cold and distant.
"No! It's not! It's not me!" Zhou Yeqing quickly brushed it off for fear of contamination.
"Huh?" The woman didn't show any unnecessary expression, she just sounded nasally.
"I...I just thought about it. Isn't this a coincidence? I'm already dead and can't summon the fire, so how could it be me?" Zhou Yeqing explained helplessly with sadness.
"That's what you lit." "What can light the resurrecting candle is the fire in your heart. You thought about it sincerely, so you lit it."
"Ah?!" Zhou Ye Qingmu was on the same spot, feeling very annoyed for a moment. If he had held it for just a little longer, he might have returned to Yang by now. "It's bad~" Zhou Yeqing sighed in his heart, feeling sorry for himself.
"It's a pity that you came too early again." The woman looked at the young man in front of her and said sadly. Zhou Yeqing was puzzled, but he didn't dare to ask. He just shrank back with a suspicious look on his face and peeked from time to time.
"come here."
Zhou Yeqing heard it, but did not move. He stared at the woman warily. After the woman in red finished speaking, she stopped talking and just looked at him. Zhou Yeqing was so stared at that his heart went numb. He had no choice but to slowly move towards the palace.
Move away.
Looking at the young man in front of her, the woman in red's face softened, like a dead tree growing branches and coming to life. But then she seemed to have thought of something, her face froze, and she felt sad.
"Wrong! Wrong! Wrong!" She shouted "Wrong" three times in a row, as if she had vented her true energy and lost her ability. She immediately began to age at a speed visible to the naked eye. Under Zhou Yeqing's stunned gaze, her black hair turned.
Bai, in an instant, became a slumped old woman.
She looked at the young man in front of her, full of reluctance. "She came early, or the young man came early. They met at the wrong time, and she can no longer survive. Destiny, destiny!"
"Aunt Fairy...Sister, what's wrong with you?" Seeing such a change, Zhou Yeqing was speechless for a moment. The more he looked at this old woman, the more she seemed to be unrighteous. Could it be that she was really casting some kind of evil spell?
Zhou Yeqing secretly gathered aura in his hands, and moved his body cautiously back a little. If this old witch really attacked him, then Zhou Yeqing would fight to his death!
The woman in red seemed not to notice Zhou Yeqing's little thoughts. Her fair and slender hands were all dry, like a few sections of yellow and black dead branches. Her beautiful long hair was also white, messy and gone.
The luster, her years are gone. The woman's eyes are dim, she slowly, thinly, and lostly looks at her whole body, inch by inch, her aging life.
The Gang Qi condensed in Zhou Yeqing's hands stagnated, and he was a little confused. In his eyes, the old woman seemed to be crying, just like an ordinary woman who had been wronged and lost her most precious thing.
After being silent for a long time, there was a tone of voice in the palace again.
"It was you who took off my hijab, right?" the old woman asked with red eyes. Zhou Yeqing felt embarrassed and replied intermittently: "Actually...it doesn't count...that.
....It was blown by the wind.”
Hearing this, the old woman pulled Zhou Yeqing forward, looked at him carefully, and said in a confused way: "You must remember to come to me when you grow up." Zhou Yeqing looked at the old woman who was close at hand, and he was really confused.
Ten people are not happy, these people are about to be buried, and I come to find you?! Can I offer incense to you?
But when looking at her red eyes, she seemed to be begging. "Okay, well... if I can still remember it in the next life, I will come to you." Zhou Yeqing was not very willing. The old woman had to do this.
The illusory promise actually made her smile, like a girl with joy. With tears in her eyes, she tremblingly took out a comb from her arms and handed it to Zhou Yeqing.
This comb was no more than the size of a palm, red, with a phoenix head on it, and half a pattern. I didn’t know what it meant. Zhou Yeqing was stunned for a moment, but he took it, and then he heard the white-headed old woman say to him: "Take the token."
, I will remember you and know who you are." "Yeah~ Okay." He nodded casually. Zhou Yeqing obviously didn't take it to heart.
At this moment, a burst of bright light suddenly came from outside the hall, accompanied by the clang of the magic weapon. Zhou Yeqing turned around and stood up, but he was full of confusion. Instead, the white-headed old woman seemed to have been drained by this change.
Like a god, he fell into despair.
"My time has come."
"Quick...I...send you...back." She seemed to be restrained by something and could hardly speak. Zhou Yeqing looked at all this in astonishment, not knowing what to do.
.
On the side of the hall, where Zhou Yeqing came, the big red sedan came out of nothingness and gradually appeared again. "You... hurry up." The old woman was extremely weak at the moment and could not sit still.
, fell sideways on the ground. When Zhou Yeqing saw the red sedan exposed, he was immediately overjoyed and ran over quickly, but saw the old woman's appearance again, so he turned around hurriedly to help him up.
"Quickly go! If I miss you, you won't be able to go back." The old woman used all her strength to push him away and told him to go quickly. She also collapsed to the ground and couldn't get up. Zhou Yeqing was heartbroken, turned around and ran towards the red sedan.
Go, after a few flashbacks, he arrived in front of the sedan.
A knot arose in his heart, and the boy couldn't let it go. Zhou Yeqing looked towards the old woman for the last time. The white-headed old woman was slumped, turning sideways in the direction of the sedan. She could no longer speak. Zhou Yeqing saw her lips trembling, and she wanted to say something.
What.
"My name is Zhou Yeqing." The young man felt something in his heart and said to her. When the old woman heard this, she was very quiet and stopped moving.
Zhou Yeqing didn't hesitate anymore and got into the sedan. The red sedan shuddered and his figure became weak.
He's gone.
The white light outside the hall became stronger and stronger, and the sound of the magical instruments was like a roar, gradually obliterating the place.