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It's just that except for the one she carried, she actually couldn't see the one on Sun Hai's body.

Sun Hai's dark palm held a small golden disc earring, the earring lining became more and more small and exquisite, He Qing tentatively stretched out his hand at this time, just touched it, and before he could feel the cold touch, his fingertips really crackled again.

Her white fingers couldn't help but tremble violently, and a slight wisp of smoke rose from her fingers, obviously this finger also left a lot of scars.

The pain seemed to hit the Heavenly Spirit Gai, and it was extremely unbearable. But she gritted her teeth and refused to let go.

In this brief contact, her injured finger clearly felt that behind the round sheet was a dense layer of seals. Because it was so small, she had to open the spirit pupil and study it carefully.

As I continued to rub, there was a constant stinging pain in my fingers, and even the initial scars became more unbearable.

She is now sensitive to her five senses, and she only took a brief look at it and wrote down a rough idea, the seal characters on it are strange, unlike any traces in her memory, and the aura carried during it does not seem treacherous, although there is some yin qi, but it is very light.

-- It's as if the people who made it didn't want people to die.

But He Qing couldn't figure it out, if he didn't have bad intentions, then what was the purpose of going to great lengths to change the souls of the two? Isn't he afraid that something will go wrong with the person who changed the soul?

It's not like everything that has been done with all this effort is just temporary!

If you want to use such a small thing to control two people who are strangers and exchange their souls, the mental effort spent during this period is definitely not easy to complete.

Certain...... There must be some purpose, but she hasn't found out yet.

He Qing's six senses are so keen, and the recent incidents always give her an inexplicable strange feeling inadvertently, as if there is a mysterious person behind her who is constantly manipulating.

He did things unscrupulously, according to his mood, without any rules, and even his purpose was not to hurt people. Until now, He Qing has not figured out what he is for.

Although not everything was related to it, her feelings told her that there was more to the people behind her than what she saw.

The stinging pain in the heart continued. He Qing was already able to pick up the earrings without changing his face and look carefully. She rubbed it over and over again, and the essence in her spiritual pupils flashed. Finally, at the end of the slender needle of the ear stud, a small and small "Ming" character was engraved.

She picked up another earring that Zhu Wei couldn't see, and found that at the end of this earring, there was a word "Jue" written on it.

Enlightenment?

He Qing frowned: Is this the Buddha name? Or is it a name?

She placed the two studs in her palm, and after a few moments, a green flame suddenly rose from the palm of her hand.

This is a yin fire that burns by gathering the surrounding yin qi, and it has no lethal power against real things, and it will not hurt the living soul. But in the rising green flames, the two golden studs in He Qing's palms quickly began to melt, slowly turning into a pool of molten iron, becoming a liquid-like existence, blending with each other, and they couldn't see each other clearly.

Generally speaking, the temperature of the melted metal is very high, but this stud earring is melted by a sinister fire, which is unusual in itself. At this moment, these two illegible studs did not have the slightest temperature in He Qing's palm, and even had a slight feeling of coolness. When they were completely dissolved, He Qing reached out and rubbed it into a golden bead.

The round pearl is golden and restrained, the color is dark gold, although it is only the size of a soybean, but it is heavy, and the weight is not light.

He Qing played with this small bead, feeling the strange power contained in it, and couldn't help but be satisfied.

At the same time, the lights in this room suddenly flashed, and the sight was dark and bright, and a figure appeared faintly beside Zhu Wei.

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In the quiet courtyard, the young man who was sitting quietly on the steps with an expressionless face suddenly tightened his teeth, and his already pale face turned even paler. His fingers couldn't help but touch the obvious missing button on the placket of his clothes, and he looked extremely reluctant.

His eyes were painful, as cold as ice and snow, and it took him a long time to come to his senses, close his eyes and feel it quietly, and finally muttered in disappointment: "Failed?"

What to do?

He looked at the sky in distress, like a frog at the bottom of a well, bored and helpless looking at the sky above him.

The narrow line of sight above the head, no matter what day it is, will always be such a clear blue, and even the clouds in the sky are fixed there, day and night, no year or month, the four seasons are the same...... I want to never change.

Although it could be windy, rainy, snowy and cold here as long as he wanted, he didn't have the energy to do these things anymore.

It's been dozens of days, and the sky hasn't changed color.

His face was gloomy, and finally he let out a long sigh, and walked towards the main house with a childlike sorrow on his face.

What stayed in the living room was still the body of the middle-aged man.

There was no heartbeat, no ups and downs, and his face was still the calm look he saw day after day. He couldn't feel the pain of the boy, nor could he understand the loneliness and sorrow of being alone for a hundred years. When the boy pressed his cheeks aggrievedly and sadly, the cold touch made him, who had long been familiar with him, shiver.

"What should I do, father-in-law, why haven't you woken up yet?"

After many years of being alone, he is no longer the shy teenager he was back then, and what he likes most now is that someone can talk to him.

Unfortunately, it didn't.

"Didn't you promise me that when I became an adult, you would get up?

The young man's delicate fingers caressed his face inch by inch, as if to engrave those facial features in his heart. However, the stubble on his cheeks that he once pricked in memory was gone a hundred years ago.

He realized this again, but at this moment he couldn't even maintain a gloomy expression, and a touch of despair suddenly surged up on his ice-carved face.

"Failed again! Failed again! Several times...... Seven emotions and six desires didn't wake you up, and soul change didn't work...... What should I do?"

His eyes were full of panic, and his heart was empty.

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