: 7. Lost soul

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When people are extremely fearful, the body will have an infinite potential.
For example, at this time, the usual Yu Wei, who is not very strong, actually dragged the old farmer’s work out of the farmer’s work, and let the old Huang give him away.
Lao Huang was amused by his child's escape performance. He simply stopped pulling him and turned back to his hand holding the pillar. He said, "You are a child. It is not a flood beast outside, but not And I am with you, come, let go, obey."
Yu Yu continued to shake his head, only wishing to entangle his legs on the pillars. The coldness of the body was fierce and the brain's thinking began to become dull and his lips were purple. It seemed that even breathing became laborious.
"How is your hand so iced, sick?"
Lao Huang obviously felt that the temperature of the palm of his hand was slowly getting cold, and it was not good to see Yu's face. Not only was he afraid, he raised his hand to touch his forehead.
"Oh! How is your forehead so ice!"
Yu Yu has not heard the voice of the outside world, and he does not feel the touch of others. He only feels cold and cold. Every cell in the body is telling him about it. I hope he can save himself.
噗通.
The mahogany sword caught in the hand fell to the ground, and the consciousness seemed to be moving away. The ear faintly heard a strange ringing sound, feeling that there was an invisible black shadow approaching, trying to get rid of his soul.
"spread."
A familiar cool sound in the chaotic world suddenly rang in the ear, then slammed, the ringing tone disappeared, the consciousness returned, and the outside voice reappeared, with a pair of long legs wrapped in black trousers in front of him.
"Mr. Yin, Yu Yu, he is not right, it seems to be ill."
"He is just too cold."
The warmth of the breath came from the front, and the hand holding the pillar gradually loosened, reaching out to the front, and there was no excess emotion of fear in the slow thinking, leaving only the instinct for survival.
Live and want to live.
Even if you only have one person left, you still want to live.
Yin Yan stretched his arm to catch his body, and gently lifted him into his arms, slowly following his back, waiting for his frozen body to soften down and then stop moving, looking sideways at the big eyes. The old Huang came over and said politely: "Please come and help me with some hot water, thank you."
Lao Huang’s gaze turned in his calm expression and the armpits in his arms. Some reactions did not come, but turned and walked toward the kitchen. He couldn’t help but stop and walk back. .
"Take it."
Yin Yan held the porridge bowl with one hand and stretched out to Yu Yu, who had already stood by himself.
The back of the old Huang’s Yu Yan’s words reached out and put the still cold palm into Yin’s palm.
The two entered the room hand in hand and disappeared behind the door.
Old Huang squatted on the door panel and couldn't believe it.
Is this situation a bit wrong, how does it seem to be different from what he thought?
Finally, I can get along with each other. Yin Yan let Yu Yu sit on the edge of the bed and gently squat in front of him.
Yu Yu, who was confused by his eyes, suddenly woke up from a chaos. He blinked and saw Yin Yan standing in front of him, his heart shrinking and he wanted to run.
"You are dying."
Yin Yan spoke directly, and his face was quietly throwing a bomb.
Yu Yu got up and stagnation, looked at him with a big eye, and his fingers tightened and found that the mahogany sword was gone, quiet for a few seconds, and then liked to accept the life, softly sitting down on the bed, said a dumb voice : "Can you kill me after a while, I want to go to the grandfather to burn some paper."
By the way, I also burn myself.
Yin Yan looked at the top of his head with his hair twitching, with a little helplessness in his eyes, silently sighing, consciously stepping back and standing far away from him, then picking up the porridge bowl on the bedside table, explaining while gently turning Road: "It is not me who wants to kill you, but yourself."
Yu Yu a sigh, could not help but look up at him.
"You are incomplete. In the past, I was in your body. You can still be safe and worry-free. You can avoid the sorrow and detect the peace. Now the soul is broken, I can't stay in your body again. Can't live safely, look at yourself."
As he turned, the peach porridge rose again, and the porridge was faintly scattered.
"People should have three souls and six scorpions, but you only have one soul and two scorpions. It is not easy to live until now, in case..."
Yin Yan said that half of the sudden stop, reached out and handed over the porridge bowl, said: "Eat, this is a gift from the mountain god, can help you temporarily stabilize the soul, from the troubles of the lost soul."
The amount of information given in this remark is too big, and Yu Yu can't digest it. The sacred nose of the gods smells the tempting scent of peach porridge, instinctively reaches for it, then waking up to God, and asks: "Why, What is the insufficiency? What is the body? What is the ecstasy? I, you..."
There are too many things to ask, he is not a good talker, his mind is not very agile, and he is directly stuck in a shock.
Yin Yan suddenly reached out and pressed his head, whispered: "First drink porridge, Director Huang came."
When the voice just fell, the door was pushed open by the old yellow with the boiling water bottle. He walked inside and thought that he could not look at the situation with two people. He said: "The hot water is coming, how is Yu? Is it still uncomfortable?"
Yu Yuchang’s size has not been overwhelmed by such a slight relative. He didn’t even notice the old Huang’s words. There are still many places that I don’t understand, but the strange ones no longer feel fear, and my heart suddenly pops up. An idea and a firm belief.
- The person who touches his head like this will not harm him, absolutely not.
The idea came very suddenly, but when it appeared, it took root in the brain, as if he had thought about it in his life, and engraved this idea in the soul, only to stimulate someone to come across this life.
Very warm, the other hand.
He immersed himself in a peach porridge with a good temperature. He only felt that sweetness and warmth spread from the tip of his tongue to the whole body, and people couldn't help but sigh.
... just like Grandpa’s hand.
"He didn't have breakfast after getting up in the morning, some had low blood sugar, and now it's okay to drink porridge."
Yin Yan instead of stupid Yu Yu answered the problem of Lao Huang. He took the water bottle in the previous step. He was very familiar with the way to find the tea cup on the cabinet. He poured a cup of hot water to Yu Yu’s hand and then watched it. Said to the old Huang: "I am bothering you, please be sure to enjoy your face at noon."
What is the story of the upside down of the host and guest?
The old yellow became more and more stunned. He looked at his face and looked still awkward. He remembered the taro noodles and porridge pickles that he had just seen in the kitchen. He was so sad that he couldn’t help but sigh and shook his head and said, "No... ...Yu Yu, although your grandfather has gone, but the days have to go on, don't be too harsh on yourself, you...hey, I will go first, and other family subsidies are waiting for me to send it."
After all, it is not a very familiar and very younger generation. He can't say much. Seeing that the two people misunderstood before the two have been able to communicate normally, they simply greet them and prepare to leave.
After drinking the porridge, Yu Yu finally thought about it. He was busy and stood up. He was very embarrassed to want to stay, but he remembered the empty kitchen basket in his kitchen. He spoke with a sigh of relief and then touched his body in anxiously. The cigarette that was not finished after the last funeral was stuffed with two boxes for the old yellow.
In the front house, Yin Legang, who was sitting in the front of the house, was ready to get up and go to the backyard to eavesdrop. He saw his own big brother and the Yu Yu who seemed to regard the big brother as a ghost. He walked out with a polite and sent away Huang Huang.
"???"
what's the situation?
Standing on the door of the courtyard with only half of the door panels, the figure of Lao Huang disappeared at the end of the dirt road. Yu Yu looked sideways at Yin Yan and hesitated to open: "You..."
"Returning the corpse to the soul, living with the same life, you feel that there is nothing wrong with that day. The person you want to save has indeed passed away. Now in this body, it is just a touch of the soul that was once associated with you."
Yin Yan looked at him, his eyes were calm and tolerant, and his voice sighed with a slight sigh: "Yu Yu... I want to talk to you for a long time." The concept of time has been blurred for a long time, and I almost forgot who I am.
The firewood in the stove made a "squeaky" sound, and a sparking star floated out, falling on the hand of Yu Yu who was sitting in a daze.
"hiss--"
Yu Yu was burned back to God, and the subconsciously took Mars and rubbed his back. He looked at the finger that had recovered a little blood, and he slammed his head.
Without coldness and trouble, no longer the brain is slow, and the rational and intelligent business together, he finally digested a lot of information from Yin Yan.
An soul bead, recollected by the corpse, lost soul... No, this is not true.
He only burned a bead in his brain. How has materialism been more than 20 years of life suddenly changed.
The conversation at the doorway ended because Yin Le’s approach was not ill. He didn’t know how to face an
Yin Yan
who claimed to be
returning the corpse
, but he did not know how to face the family of the deceased who had been
returned to the soul
. Also inexplicably self-proclaimed instead of the current "Yin Yan" guilty, under the panic, he subconsciously found an excuse to hide in the kitchen, avoiding the trouble center.
But it’s not a way to hide, so let’s not hide for a long time. The hot potato is still sitting outside.
What to do, what to do.
He moved his finger and pressed his face. He recalled his life during this time. He knew that the words of Yin Yan were all true, but...
[Oh, don't blame the grandfather, this book is for you, you practice well, or your body's powerful soul will come out sooner or later to eat you, when you are not only finished in this life, the next life will be finished. 】
[Your marriage line is affected by the remnant soul in your body, Grandpa can't count it, oh, it's estimated to be broken. It's really awkward. My family seems to be playing bachelor in this life. 】
[Life and death are all destiny, Xiao Yan, you are born against the sky, kinship is done, destined to be lonely, but your body remnants still give you a chance to live, live, and live well. 】
[When it's over, Xiao Yan, you are afraid to cast a pig in your next life. Grandpa doesn't want to have a fat pig grandson. So, that book, find out how to cultivate, please let me know how to make power, let the power give you Change the life of the next life. 】
I used to think that it was a joke and all the words flashed through my mind. Grandpa’s grotesque appearance seemed to be still in front of him. Yu’s heart jerked like a life-saving straw, and got up and rushed toward the room.