Li Taiyuan stood beside the bed thinking, and the doubts in her previous heart finally had an answer: No wonder He Weican escaped from the evil spirit just now. It turned out that his sister He Ling was helping him.

I still remember He Shichang said before that the birth of ghosts is like water ghosts, and the five elements belong to water, and they all need to find a substitute to be reincarnated.

On the surface of all signs, He Ling was persecuted by her third aunt, and her soul left her body and became a labor-borne ghost.

Perhaps she appeared in the river because she noticed that her younger brother was in trouble and saved He Weican's life from the evil spirit.

Li Taiyuan called He Weican aside and informed the other party of his speculation.

He Weican heard this and stayed in place as if he was hit by five thunder, constantly shook his head and said, "It's impossible. My sister is not dead, she is obviously lying on the bed."

"Don't escape from reality, you should be very clear in your heart. If it weren't for your sister, you would have been under the water long ago..."

Before Li Taiyuan could finish her words, she was interrupted by the other party.

"No, it's not like this. How could my sister become a childbirth? Should she also become a lonely ghost like my uncle and grandma and auntie in the third place, wandering around?" He Weican said, collapsed.

Sitting on the ground.

What He Weican said was exactly what Li Taiyuan was wondering: Logically speaking, He Ling should have been killed as her third aunt's substitute. But now, although her seven souls are gone, her body has not disappeared, which is really strange.

Li Taiyuan thought hard and finally decided that the most important soul had not been lost.

The three souls of the three souls and seven spirits correspond to Taoist culture: fetal light, refreshing spirit and secluded spirit.

After a person dies, his soul will dissipate and his soul will remain. But as long as the most important fetal light is still there, there will be a glimmer of vitality.

Although Li Taiyuan is not a nosy person, he still told the other party about He Weican taking good care of himself along the way.

"Tianhun... Could it be that master back then?"

Hearing these familiar words, He Weican suddenly remembered the key point and stood up.

When I was a child, I bumped into an evil spirit in a ruined temple. The village chief once invited a Taoist priest with a high level of Taoism to do a method in the village to attract their souls. At that time, the Taoist priest calculated that he had three disasters in his life, and one of them was difficult to do with his sister.

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Therefore, before leaving, he gave himself and his sister amulet and told them to wear it with them.

"It's this jade, my sister and I have it."

He Weican hurriedly ran to confirm: As expected, He Ling also wore the same jade pendant on her neck. The jade pendant was crystal clear and a little warm when touched, and a soft light shining under the lamp.

This jade piece of He Ling has been careful all the time, but now it looks like she has been destroyed by something.

Unlike ordinary damage, although the jade was hanging around He Ling's neck, several cracks had appeared inside, and it looked like it was about to explode from inside, which was very strange.

"It seems that the old Taoist priest really has some skills. It is this treasure that protects your sister and prevents her from dying completely. Think about it carefully, where did she go when she saw your sister's soul last time?"

Li Taiyuan asked the other party.

He Weican knew that it was of great importance and quickly recalled it carefully.

In my memory, after my sister said goodbye to me, she acted very strangely.

"She kept staring at the west side, her eyes were very hollow, as if she was attracted by something, and she went there without looking back. No matter how I shouted and kept me, she ignored me."

He Weican slapped his head and became more and more excited as he spoke: "That's right, it's that, my sister went there!"

Following the direction of the other person's finger, Li Taiyuan narrowed her eyes and gradually showed a smile that was not easy to detect.

Sure enough, everything pointed to that place: Youmiaoshan.

"Your sister is still saved. Her soul should have been attracted by some kind of power from the Holy Spring Village."

Li Taiyuan told He Weican about the previous encounter with Su Wende escaping marriage, and said word by word: "So, you have to help cover me. I will marry into Shengquan Village as Su Wende in three days."

Although he didn't know why Li Taiyuan said this suddenly, combined with the strange rumors about Shengquan Village, He Weican vaguely had some speculation in his heart.

At this moment, emotions have already overcome reason. As long as the sister can wake up, no matter what the other party says, He Weican is willing to believe it.

"Okay. As long as you have a way to get your sister's soul back, you can do whatever you want me to do."

He Weican agreed to Li Taiyuan's request without hesitation.

In order to prevent the insult from being exposed, he told Li Taiyuan in detail all the information he knew about Su Wende, including the date of birth.

Meanwhile, in the bedroom.

After half a night of acupuncture and medication, He Ling's condition has stabilized. Although she has heartbeat and breathing, she has never shown signs of waking up.

Zhao Yizhong wiped the sweat beads on his forehead and took the comb bag containing the silver needle back into the box, saying that he had basically nothing to do afterwards. Just send the person to the hospital as soon as possible tomorrow morning.

Although the Wang family repeatedly tried to keep it and said that it was not safe to walk at night, Zhao Yizhong did not take the village rules seriously.

The old man was very stubborn and insisted on going home to sleep. He rode an electric tricycle and left the Wang family.

After He Weican finished his explanation, he was really worried, so he stayed with his brother-in-law Wang Jianshan to stay with He Ling. Li Taiyuan was arranged to rest in the guest room alone.

In the second half of the night, it started raining outside.

"Pu" "Pu"

The rain kept beating the window. In an instant, the dense droplets of water on the window had gathered into streams of water. The water curtain washed the glass, and through the dark courtyard, Li Taiyuan saw the lights in He Ling's room on all night.

Li Taiyuan dreamed again.

But this time, the dream is not the cell filled with darkness and blood, filled with terror and despair.

The dazzling sunlight passes through the gaps between the leaves, and mottled shadows project on the ground.

A gust of wind blew, and the ginkgo leaves rose into the air, like colorful butterflies flying around.

Several leaves fell on a furry little head. The black hair was soft and bright, and it shone with a shiny luster.

Under the shade of the park, the boy squatted on the ground, motionless.

His skin was very white, his long eyelashes covered his big and deep eyes, his lips were tightly pursed, and there was no expression on his face.

The boy was obviously only three or four years old, and he was at the age of curiosity about everything. But he looked at the pit in front of him with great concentration, not affected by the things around him at all.

A dead cat with blood was lying in the pit.

The white internal organs were mixed with blood and excrement flow all over the ground, and countless green-headed flies gathered nearby, as if celebrating a carnival feast.

A messy footsteps came from behind.

"Secretary Uncle, look, it's him!"

"I just saw with my own eyes that he killed this cat!"

"That's right, look at the shovel on his feet, there is still blood on it!"

Several children pointed at the boy's back and complained to the security guard who was watching the door.

The noise quickly attracted passersby nearby. Gradually, Li Taiyuan felt that the discussion behind him became louder and louder. But he didn't want to care, and his eyes were still firmly attracted by the cat corpse in the pit.

This is his first close contact death and cognitive death.

He wanted to know where the sleepy creature in front of him would go after his heartbeat and breathing stopped.

"How old this child is, he will kill animals."

"I don't know how my parents taught me, there is not even an adult around me."

"I'm afraid there's something wrong with me, right? Hey, this kind of child is either a lunatic or a murderer when he grows up, so terrible."
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