But there is no distinction between four seasons in Dulingsi, so how can there be cicadas?

Xie Xuan shook his head and wanted to pour cicada out of his mind: "What happened ten years ago is easy to say, but..." He dragged a long voice and did not continue to say it, only looking at Jialan with a squint eyes.

Jialan understood what he meant, but did not answer according to him: "I said, the time is up, and I will leave naturally if I want to leave."

Xie Xuan still had some blood on his lips, and he coughed again after hearing this.

The moment he had just happened to hurt his vitality, and I'm afraid some of it would be difficult to bear.

He turned around and glared at Ah Blow.

Ah Chuiwei felt aggrieved and wanted to say something, but his mouth opened but his voice could not be heard. Think about it, it was indeed a bad thing for him. If he hadn't acted smart and chased Tang Ning, if he would rather die than bring the fox back, how could his master vomit blood?

He held Xie Xuan and said flatteringly: "Master Wuchang, I will never bring the monsters back in the future."

Xie Xuan was in a headache. When he heard him talking about monsters, his eyes became darker and darker.

After Ah Chu finished speaking, he pressed his voice down and said angrily: "Master Wuchang, if he doesn't leave, let's go to the Nine Heavens to bring reinforcements!"

Xie Xuan's lips turned pale: "What kind of reinforcements are you bringing?"

The impermanence of the Dulingsi is also matched with the Nine Heavens to find reinforcements?

Stop joking.

What's more, with his current appearance, the further away from those guys, the better.

He was supported by Ah Chui and walked faster and faster.

Tang Ning and Jia Lan followed slowly.

The expression on her face finally turned into a human look again. Worry, nervousness, helplessness, expectation... Countless mixed emotions mixed into a gloomy coldness.

The sky above the Dulingsi turned into a warm orange-red red, as if it was stained with impermanent blood.

They followed Xie Xuan into an empty room.

In the middle of the room, a pitch-black book was suspended, which seemed no different from the book of life and death they had seen in Ah Kui's hands.

But when Ah Chu saw it, he quietly hid in the corner.

The curtain fell and covered them with the booklet.

Xie Xuan pulled his collar and pulled the collar a little open: "Ah Chui, you go out first."

"Is it okay if you are alone?" Ah Chu asked in a low voice outside the curtain. Although he didn't want to stay here at all, he was still a little worried.

Xie Xuan stretched out his hand and stopped his slender fingers on the black cover of the Book of Life and Death: "It doesn't matter, you go down."

The footsteps sounded softly.

Ah Chu left the house.

Xie Xuan opened the book and closed his eyes.

On the way he came, he already knew who the two people he was looking for were, but neither "Tang Shi" nor "Xu Si" were rare names.

Xie Xuan's fingers trembled, and red filaments poked out from under his fingertips.

Tang Ning heard the sound of the wind.

When Xie Xuan opened his eyes, he withdrew his hand.

A faint red light appeared on the booklet that was spread out, and there seemed to be ink words swimming quickly underneath. But after a moment, the red light disappeared, but Tang Ning saw nothing.

There are no words on the yellowed paper.

She looked at Xie Xuan in confusion.

There were still thin silks wrapped around Xie Xuan's hand. He glanced at the booklet and whispered: "Miss Tang, do you really want to know what is written on it?"

The three people present, only he could see the words on the paper.

If he didn't say it, they would never know what was written on it.

Xie Xuan's eyes changed a little.

ten years……

Ten years ago, the girl in front of him was still a child? Tang Ning at that time was probably younger than A Miao when he first met him.

Thinking of A Miao, Xie Xuan should have a hard heart, but he couldn't get hard.

He became less like a god day by day.

Looking at Tang Ning's eyes, he asked again.

But his softness and considerateness exposed everything.

Tang Ning's mind was in a mess - was it because his father died? Is it because his mother's cause of death different? Or is it because both his mother and his father are still alive?

Her face was white and beautiful by the scarlet clothes, but her expression was very stiff.

Xie Xuan lowered his hands and went to read the Book of Life and Death again.

The above two names are only one hidden under the cinnabar-colored bloodstains.

Another person is still alive.

Tang Ning's voice sounded a little hoarse: "Mr. Wuchang told me what was written on it." Having reached this point, there was no reason to escape.

She clung to the curtain.

Jialan's tone was cold: "Master Wuchang, don't lie."

Xie Xuan wanted to vomit blood when he heard him speak, and he almost endured it.

"Didn't you listen to Ah Chu? Dulingsili is not allowed to lie."

"I've heard it, but didn't you say it too, you're just the rules in Dulingsi."

"You are really a fox. Do you think everyone is like you and are born to lie?" Xie Xuan said, not knowing what he thought of, and his face suddenly became a little weird, "Forget it, I'm too lazy to say more to you."

He turned his face away and his voice sank: "The Tang Jun you are looking for is still alive."

Tang Ning held the curtain's hand and suddenly relaxed.

Xie Xuan said: "And it seems that he can't die for the time being."

At least, he will live well within this one hour.

Tang Ning took a step forward and stepped back.

What does she want to do? What does she want to say?

The body and brain seem to be in chaos.

Is it something that my father is still alive? Should he be happy or angry?

She doesn't know.

She didn't understand, since he was still alive, why didn't he go back to Jiangcheng or Leizhou? For him, was she really a ornament that could be discarded at will?

In the chaos, Tang Ning asked: "Then how did my mother... die?"

Xie Xuan didn't look at her.

The lines of ink on the paper are still reflected in his mind.

"Detective by blunt means." He whispered.

Tang Ning felt a pain in his back, as if there was a needle pricking him.

Those things that make no sense seem to be omnipotent. Why did the mother, who has always been healthy, suddenly die suddenly due to illness and be said to be suddenly killed by her servants; Why did her father change after that? Why did he leave for ten years, but he didn't come back to find her even though he was alive...

The pain on the back gradually broke into tears.

Tang Ning bent down in pain.

The bones seemed to be broken apart inch by inch, but she didn't make any sound, only her face became paler and beads of sweat as big as beans rolled down from her forehead.

Tang Ning lifted a corner of the curtain and walked out.

She wants sunshine, wind, and breathe.

The heavy draped curtains disappeared little by little.

Jialan walked out and called her name, but she seemed to have not heard it. The scarlet figure quickly rolled into the sea of ​​flowers. The re-blooming sea of ​​dragon claws flooded her head.

She fell down.

Xie Xuan frowned and left the book of life and death.

The room became empty and quiet again.

With a "click", the door without locks made a sound of locking.

In the uninhabited room, the black booklet floating in the air is gathering itself.

Suddenly, a red mark appeared on the paper, tearing the word "Tang Yu", but in a blink of an eye, the red mark disappeared without a trace.

Nothing seems to have happened.
Chapter completed!