Chapter 20: Skynet is restored
As soon as He Qing said this, she saw that Wei Ting's face was immediately extremely ugly, as if she had been slapped directly, and even her lips trembled slightly. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Wei Ting trembled her lips, her face was extremely ugly: "You, how do you know?!"
After going to college, she couldn't go out of school every night, so she had to retreat to the next best thing, and secretly burned something in the grove where no one went at night.
However, every night, her whereabouts will be covered, otherwise this is the next semester, and she should have been discovered a long time ago...... He Qing suddenly said such a thing, how did she notice it?!
Wei Ting's expression changed, her thoughts were mixed, and she couldn't care about Dandan and Lu Shaodan's curious expressions at all.
"I'll just say, one day Ah Qing suddenly muttered that there was a fire in the grove, let's laugh at her......"
Yu Dandan remembered what happened a few days ago, and as soon as he connected like this, he was immediately right.
He Qing replied to Wei Ting's words casually: "Your trick is really useless. I don't usually want to watch it, so naturally I don't want to watch it. But it just so happened that two days ago, the Qi Hope Technique moved, just in time for you to burn the fire...... What's it called?"
He Qing summed up slowly: "This is called, Skynet is magnificent, negligent but not leaky. ā
"You talk nonsense!"
Wei Ting immediately retorted.
"I'm just secretly worshipping my relatives, what kind of Skynet is restored, is it wrong to burn some paper money to worship the ancestors in private?"
She was especially stubborn and refused to tell the truth, and He Qing was faintly impatient.
"Worship? Are you really worshipping relatives? Even if it is, is it your relative? Or is it the pen fairy who once possessed you?"
Wei Ting felt a sigh in her heart.
Her heart was pounding, and she couldn't tell what kind of feeling it was, and she asked in a difficult voice, "What do you mean by that?"
"Isn't that obvious enough?"
He Qing was a little helpless: "Wei Ting, are you still Wei Ting?"
"Of course Iā"
Wei Ting opened her mouth to answer, but when the words came to her mouth, her mind flashed another person's life again.
And on the contrary, this person is so familiar to her.
After hesitating for a long time, she finally sighed: "I'm Wei Ting." ā
"It's also Yingniang, Chen Yingniang. ā
Wei Ting looked very complicated at the moment, with an indescribable melancholy.
"Every night, I would secretly burn paper money in the woods, just to honor myself. ā
Chen ...... Ying Niang?"
Lu Shaodan hesitantly repeated the name: "This is not like our current naming habit, you are ...... When did the people?"
Wei Ting smiled slightly, at this moment, she at this moment, Chen Yingniang at this moment, there is no condescension and domineering just now, but her temperament is gentle, and she actually shows two or three points of flexibility.
The long, straight hair was slightly messy, and the ponytail was draped diagonally over the shoulders. There was a little more tenderness in white.
"After so many years, how can I remember it? I only know that it has been almost a hundred years, and even the surname Chen is the last to come to mind. ā
"After all, time is so precious, and memories are so small in the long river of time, I just need to remember what I care about the most and remember what I want to remember. ā
Her expression was complicated and indescribable, but at this moment, He Qing did not focus on this.
"Honoring yourself?"
She muttered and repeated, and her mind flashed back to the strange and familiar cinnabar patterns exposed on the edge of the yellow table paper in the grove late at night, in the small forest late at night, in the pot of paper money she burned.
Halfway through, she gasped: "You're locking the soul!"
Wei Ting's face was very shocked.
However, she gritted her teeth and said nothing in the end.
"You're actually locking up your own soul?! Imprisoning yourself from being born beyond your life...... What are you going to do?!"
-- Forcibly imprisoning one's ghost body in the human world, the mental effort and pain it endured are by no means comparable to those of ordinary people.
But Wei Ting, or Chen Yingniang, is willing to pay such a big price, then she must also want to get a richer return.
With the soul of vain death, he barely stayed in the yang world, refusing to accept the call of the underworld, and the pain he endured during this time was simply unimaginable!
But He Qing didn't understand, now that she has become a ghost, she just wants revenge or has some unfulfilled wishes, and she really doesn't have to be so stubborn...... Could it be that there is any great wish?
"So, what about Wei Ting's original divine soul?"
Chen Yingniang smiled slightly: "She originally had three souls and seven spirits, but when I was behind me, I wiped out her soul little by little." ā
Seeing that He Qing's face was very ugly, her expression was indeed even more careless.
"Now, I have her, she has me, no matter what, I am her, and she is also me. I want to get it, and I'll get it soon......"
"The Bird Occupies the Magpie's Nest!"
He Qing interrupted her: "Snatching other people's bodies and souls, and even hurting people's lives...... But when you say this lightly, are you treating human life as child's play?"
"Nope. ā
As soon as she mentioned this topic, Chen Yingniang suddenly became solemn: "I have always been very in awe of this. It's just that now I have a reason to do it. I'm sorry for this little girl, I admit it. But the two of us got along, and each took what he wanted. She uses my abilities to satisfy her vanity and use it to spy into the future. And I, with the help of those subtle Dao powers left after the burning soul in her body, further supported myself. ā
The expression on her face was very resolute, inexplicably showing a little determination to die without regrets, and her words were also sonorous and very resolute.
"Even if she loses her life due to over-burning of her soul, this is what she willingly willing. If I have something to be sorry for her, when I fulfill my wish, I will naturally be cut by the knife and will never complain. ā
He Qing sneered: "If this word is really good, does she have a chance to choose at the beginning?"
Chen Yingniang remembered the vigorous ambition in the chest of the originally ordinary girl when she first came into contact with Wei Ting, and avoided answering.
"I thought that no one would find out in another hundred years. Unexpectedly, there is such a hidden character as you in the school. ā
She smiled at He Qingyan: "What should I do? Now that our souls are integrated, what I do is what she does, and what she does is what I do, are you going to kill me?"
After speaking, without waiting for He Qing to answer, Wei Ting's eyes were closed, her body was crooked, and she smashed straight to her side.
He Qing subconsciously stretched out her hand to support her, but at this moment, she found that the person in front of her suddenly opened her sober eyes.
Ignorant, confused, incomprehensible, awakened, afraid-
This is not Chen Yingniang, this is pure Wei Ting!
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