Chapter 364: Life and death are impermanent, reincarnation is over

"You go out, I will do it here."
Bing Hengsi flicked his sleeves slightly, and closed the door. The scared Mo Fei hurriedly stepped back a few steps, so as not to squash his face. He was already ugly. Bump, isn't that uglier.
Lao Hengsi covered the quilt Shen Qingci. This was the first time he had seen a woman's face so close.
She looks really small, she is sixteen, but she is like a twelve or thirteen-year-old child. Her face is also extremely small, almost not as big as a fist of hers, and there is no weight on her whole body.
She sleeps a little more peacefully now, and I don’t know if it’s because of the effect of the medicine that made her so quiet. Although her face is still not bloody, it is no better than before. less.
Stop grasping this, he raised his arm, but that hand was tight.
"Cold," Lao Hengli patted her finger gently, "I'll hold my hand for you, how about putting it in the quilt?"
I don't know if it was his words that worked. Finally, her fingers loosened a little, but she grasped his hands tightly, and her fingers almost didn't have a trace of temperature.
Branding could not help but squeezed the little hand in his palm, as if he wanted to give her the warmth from his body, and also to pull her back from the boundless hell.
Shen Qingci's long eyelashes trembled again, and she couldn't help but clenched again. The only warmth she could feel right now was this kind of warmth, which took her away from the darkness and the pain.
She seems to have come under the pear tree again. She often stands here, waiting for the pear tree to bloom. It blooms once a year. Six years have passed, and the pear blossoms are falling again. She stretched out her hand and thought It was about to arrive, but the petals fell along her hand.
She turned her head and saw a haggard and poor woman. She raised her arm without a wrist, and half a pair of scissors grew on her broken right wrist. She inserted half of the scissors into a woman's belly.
She said that whoever said that you can't kill without your hands.
Without hands, you can still kill people, and you can kill people.
She saw a man and the sentence he had beaten to death with sticks. She also saw those sticks hit the woman, breaking the bones of her body, and also smashing the flesh of her body, and she was in pain There was nothing on his knees, bare wrists.
Until the two jumped in from the outer wall.
"It's terrible to die," Bai Yizi suddenly smiled, but there was no smile in those eyes, and some were just indifferent, "Isn't that incense just this pear tree? If it fails, I will dig back this tree and plant it in my Hou Mansion."
He was laughing, but another man in Tsing Yi came over. Some of his black pupils couldn't bear to flash past, and then he took off his cloak and covered it on this woman, and then he did it for her. After finishing her hair, she put her handsless wrists in the cloak.
"Hey, what are you doing, I haven't dug the tree yet."
It was too late for the white-clothed man to stop him, so he saw the Tsing Yi man, who had already taken out the fire-folding paper and threw it to the house not far away, and then the flames blazed into the sky...
The fire here burned for a whole day and night, and even the pear tree was burned to ashes. No one knew that it happened here before and now, but they knew that when the fire was extinguished, there was nothing compared here, just There is a faint fragrance that is almost impossible to find...
When Shen Qingci stood in the morning, she watched the yard she had lived in for six years burned out, there was pain, relief, and peace...
She lowered her head and raised her hands. Her hands are well long, not falling, and...
Her fingers caught something very warm, and she didn't know what it was, she couldn't help but follow those warm things...
The half wall behind him is ruined, life and death are impermanent, and reincarnation has passed.
Until she opened her eyes, the warmth in her hands was still there, she let out a suffocating breath, and grasped the piece of warmth hard, she didn't want to let it go, she didn't want to let it go, she didn't dare to let it go.
When she looked around, she realized that she was no longer in that room. She moved her hands and her feet without being tied.
It wasn't until her gaze moved down that she realized that she was holding a hand, a big, warm hand, which was a man's hand.
Her gaze shifted, but she met a pair of dense black pupils, where her reflection was clearly reflected, as well as the clarity she had never seen before.
"Drink your medicine when you wake up."
Biao Hengsi picked up the medicine on the table, put his hand behind her head, and helped her up.
Shen Qingci stared at him blankly like this, and then she let go of her hand, and she suddenly lost her temperature and couldn't help grasping the quilt on her body.
Branding did not say much, but put the medicine in front of her again.
"Drink it."
Shen Qingci wanted to pick up the bowl, but her hands were suddenly aching.
"Drink," she put the medicine to her mouth again, she glanced at the man, then lowered her head, and drank a bowl of medicine like this, not to mention suffering, and never mentioned her pain.
Bronze moved the medicine bowl away and put it on a side table.
He stretched out his hand, and then carefully placed Shen Qingci's arm under the quilt, and his slender fingers also pulled up the quilt to cover her.
"Don't worry, this is Prince Shuo's Mansion. You are safe here. Your father doesn't know that something happened to you. After you get better, what do you want to do with the rest?"
The corners of Shen Qingci's lips moved lightly. In fact, she wanted to say thank you, but when she opened her mouth, she couldn't hear any sound.
And she suddenly became uneasy, and some cold sweat oozes out of her forehead, her voice, why is there no voice in her, why she can't tell.
Biao Hengsi narrowed his eyes slightly, and then asked her, "You can't speak?"
Shen Qingci nodded, her mouth was open, still there was no sound.
"Don't worry," Lao Hengsi stretched out his hand and pulled the quilt for her, as if an elder was holding his junior, "I'll let someone come over and show you."
Not long after, Mo Fei came over. He checked for a long time, and then he turned his head and said to Luo Heng.
"My son, her throat hurts, and it seems that she can't hear one ear. It should be deafened by force."
"Is there a way to save it?"
Bro Hengsi finally stood up. He turned his head and saw that Shen Qingci was asleep again. Even though she was sleeping extremely restlessly, her delicate eyebrows were also frowned tightly, and it seemed that she never wanted to relax. general.
"This is not difficult," Mo Fei touched his chin and replied, "This is only caused by trauma, and it is also a temporary aphasia and loss of grandchildren. As for the recovery time, it is not certain now, but it is long. In half a year, or as short as one month, she will be fine."