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As Long Ya said, the group of people could not see the old lady. They only felt a gust of cold wind blowing, whipping between the people, like a whip quenched with pepper water, which made people feel burning and painful.

The group of people who were surrounded by the sudden gloomy wind were thrust up, and they scattered their nests. They rolled on the ground twice and crawled up in a mess. Only then did they find that the front of their clothes near their necks had been cut, and their faces were suddenly filled with fear, but before they could say anything, they heard a scream from someone.

Qi Chen followed the scream and saw the old lady who had directed everyone to pick up the bones, and the old lady threw the black resentment out of her body, almost covering most of the man's body.

The man could not see anything, but felt that he was being pressed by something. Under the heavy night, the gloomy and strange thing made people frightened. He howled in a vague way: "God! Yes, something is pressing me! Help me! Keep it going! Ah--"

The old man who was lying on him was completely gone at this time. She bent her shoulders, her face was so thin that she had almost no flesh, and only the folds were wrapped around the bones, making her brow bones protruding and her eye sockets deep. In the shadow of the backlight, the sunken eyes were dark, and only the rolled whites were particularly obvious, making the old man look like a terrifying monster.

At this moment, she was obviously fascinated by the surging resentment. She arched her hand with clear muscles and bones and grabbed the man's neck. The posture and strength seemed to be about to break the man's neck.

Qi Chen gasped and was about to make a sound when he felt a sudden slight in his arms.

He looked down and saw that the sword boy who was originally nestled in his hand pretending to be dead was gone. Instead, a cool sword light fell into Longya's hand.

Just blinking, Qi Chen found that the dragon teeth that were standing beside him with his wrist a second ago emerged from the old lady. He held the short knife in his hand and accurately blocked the man's neck, pressing against the old lady's hand without any fault. The cold and fierce sword light shook on the old lady's face without hesitation.

Qi Chen heard her cry, withdrew her hand and rolled down to the side, blocked by Longya's foot, then bent down and held her arm and pulled her up, and said coldly: "You have been asking for a hundred years from the sea of ​​swords and fires, why are you doing it so much to death?! The order of prayer for never entering the cycle of reincarnation is what you ruined? Kill an irrelevant person and was struck by thunder and let your son be dug out over and over again on this broken construction site?"

The old lady who was struggling heard this and froze as if she had been lit. After a moment of silence, she suddenly cried out with sobs.

The actions just now seemed to have exhausted most of her strength. At this time, she was relieved and even felt particularly tired when she moved. She moved a few times, pulled her arm from Longya's loose hand, dragged her gradually heavier body to the pile of bare bones exposed on the ground, bent down, and circled the pile of broken bones, as if she had been hugging her son who had died in a foreign land for four hundred years.

Her crying voice was so low that she almost sank into the soil, and was blown intermittently by the wind: "Mom is useless, it's useless... I can't stay here for more than 430 years... My son shouldn't be stubborn, can I go home with my mother? I'm here to pick you up... "

But no one can see all this except Long Ya and Qi Chen.

The man who fell to the ground only saw Longya holding a short knife and blocking his neck. The force pressing on him and the pain that sucked him suddenly disappeared, and even the cold wind that made people get goosebumps suddenly stopped.

The man was completely confused and said thank you incoherently to Longya, almost biting his tongue. He couldn't care about it and wanted to call others to run away together.

The people who rolled all over the floor like watermelon were awakened by his movements, and they turned over and got up and wanted to leave this evil construction site.

Longya glanced at them and said lazily: "Hey--don't run away, are you allowed to leave?" He said that, and raised his foot and tripped two of them. He took advantage of their insanity to find a handful of fried beans from somewhere. He sprinkled it casually, but it was one by one, and it was perfectly shot. In an instant, he knocked down a bunch of idle people.

Those fried beans didn't seem to be ordinary things, but they saw those who were hit slumped to the ground one or two and there was no movement.

Qi Chen stared at the eyes for a while, and couldn't help but lean over and stretch out his fingers to poke the breath of the man closest to him--

OK! They were all completely dizzy.

Long Ya patted the dust that did not exist on his hand, and rushed towards Qi Chen with a gangster look on his face and raised his chin: "What are you doing stupidly there? Come here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the short sword in his hand intertwined with light and shadow, turning into pieces, and then landed on the ground and reunited to the sword boy with short hands and short legs.

The three-inch little thing, probably felt comfortable being hugged by Qi Chen in the car. When he opened his eyes, he forgot his master. He blew into Qi Chen's arms with his short legs sticking out, and he blew up at Qi Chen's arms. He raised his face and laughed foolishly at Qi Chen, then found a comfortable position, and closed his eyes happily like a big head.

Dragon teeth: “…”

Qi Chen laughed dryly, walked to Longya with his sword Tong in his arms, looked at the old man lying on the ground and holding the broken bones, and whispered helplessly: "I found it, how can I bring it back?"

"I don't know." Long Ya answered calmly, "I have never done such an errand."

Qi Chen: "..." You still take such a job so straightforwardly?!

Longya could see what he was slandering at a glance, and spread his hands and said, "I have a prayer order. This thing is the most useful in the Three Realms."

Qi Chen wondered, "What is the prayer order? Why are you so capable?"

"It can't be said to be capable, it's a rule." Long Ya glanced at him and explained: "Everything must always have a rule to operate, otherwise it should be messed up. This prayer order is one of the rules. Any existence in the three realms can get it as long as you find the right path. Of course, the price of immortals and the suffering of ghosts and ghosts is different."

He pointed to the old lady: "A ordinary human soul like her who has no foundation but cannot be a climate. If you walk in a sea of ​​swords and fires, you can get a prayer token. Then use the soul as a medium and never enters the cycle of reincarnation to exchange the right to stay in the human world until you complete the thing you want to complete. Of course, there are many restrictions during this period. In order to send these special groups back to where they should stay as soon as possible, don't stay in the human world for too long. All the demons and gods in the three realms who abide by the rules must do their best to help her as long as they see her showing the prayer order... Alas, in short, this is something that can be fooled without blinking, but there are always a group of people who rushed over and snatched them one after another."

After hearing this long explanation, Qi Chen looked at the old lady's hunched back in a daze, and whispered in surprise: "I will never enter the cycle of reincarnation?"

Long Ya said "um" and said lightly: "So what she said is like doing something like being a cow or a horse and being allowed to be sent, just say it as a wastewater and listening, it won't be true."

Qi Chen shook his head: "I didn't take it seriously... But, we just watch it?"

"Who said I'm trying to watch? Am I trying to figure out a solution?" Long Ya snorted coldly and said impatiently.

He pondered for a moment, then squatted down, patted the old lady on the shoulder: "I'm afraid your son is not..."

As soon as he said halfway through the words, the old lady suddenly looked up at him. Her expression looked like a frightened bird, afraid that Longya would say such things as he could not bring her son back.

"Oh, forget it." Long Ya saw her like that, swallowed back what she wanted to say, and comforted her with a rare conscience: "I didn't say anything, don't be so excited."

He stretched out his long and beautiful fingers, simply drew two on the ground, and said to the old lady: "The place where your son's bones are located has been tampered with. Maybe someone designed it for someone back then, but your son was in trouble and just hit it, so the bones were pressed here and no one could pick them up."

The old lady's face fluctuated with his words, and after many twists and turns, she finally settled on an anxious expression and asked Longya: "Then, then you must have a way, right?"

Long Ya coughed: "I have specialized in my skills. I have always been responsible for arresting and slaughtering people. Saving people is not within my scope..."

old lady:"……"

Qi Chen felt that the expression on her face could be perfectly interpreted by the sentence "You are teasing me".

"But I still know something." Longya only restrained less than two seconds and immediately returned to the form of a big-tailed wolf, raising his chin at Qi Chen: "You are good at this, come here and put together the pile of broken bones in the correct position."

Qi Chen: "...Aren't the recruitment people who are good at restoring metal cultural relics preferred?"

Longya said "Oh": "I don't know, that thing was not written by me! If you have any questions, look for personnel! Now please shut up and put away the nonsense to do serious business! How long have I been here to hurry up, okay?"

Qi Chen twitched the corner of his mouth and was defeated: "...Okay."

He was very glad that in addition to professional courses when he was in school, he also chose many miscellaneous courses that he thought were useful, otherwise no one would be able to afford this old man named Long.

But after all, the elective courses are all basic things in other majors, and you may not remember them carefully, let alone practical exercises?

Qi Chen couldn't help feeling uneasy when he saw the old lady standing aside and looking at him with an expression of great trust and expectation. After all, he felt that he might not be much more reliable than Longya, a pure layman in this regard.

Naked on the mud? The exposed bones look unusual.

Compared with normal human bones, they have not changed color because they have been buried for too many years, nor have they shown any signs of mold and decay. Instead, they are white and white, as if they can shake off the dust on them after just a few moves. They are as clean as if they have been polished. Even the interfaces of the fragments are not worn or broken. Once the fragments are found, they can be tightly joined together.

In such an abnormal state, it can only be explained by Longya's words "passively moved".

Qi Chen half-kneeled beside the pile of broken bones, and habitually moved his thin and clean fingers, then reached out to touch the broken bones.

As soon as his fingertips touched, he was shocked by the cold and cold chill. A deep sadness was transmitted to his heart along the bone-blackly touching, as if the master of this broken bone was expressing all the resentment that had not been dissipated for hundreds of years.

This was obviously not a good feeling, but it made Qi Chen feel inexplicably familiar from the bottom of his heart.

The previous uneasiness disappeared at this moment. He seemed to have been opened up in his mind in an instant, and he took action to conserve the broken bones, calmly and calmly carrying a gentle compassion that he could not even notice.

It is as if through these thick bones, soothing a resentful soul that has not been able to rest for hundreds of years.

The process of bone-pinning was smooth and Qi Chen was surprised by how smooth it was.

When he placed the last piece of broken bone in the right position, he felt something dazzling in front of him swiftly passing by. Then, a circle appeared on the ground where the soil was originally turned up, and just locked the bones in it. In the four directions of the edge of the circle, each pressing a small talisman paper.

The paper is full of incomprehensible patterns like ghostly paintings, and the dark red handwriting is like dried up blood.

Qi Chen was stunned for a moment, not daring to act rashly, so he turned around and looked at Long Ya.

Unexpectedly, Long Ya leaned down without thinking and pulled down her body very simply, pulling the mysterious paper talisman clean, leaving no one left.
Chapter completed!