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Chapter 39 Fushi

When Song Yuan heard us discussing these issues here, she suddenly became excited.

"Ah! Die! I don't want to die..."

After saying that, she started to cover her face with her hands, as if she was afraid of being poisoned.

I always feel strange when I'm around.

Has this girl forgotten that she is already dead?

Are people who have already died afraid of dying again?

It's really weird.

Song Jiu comforted her with a smile on his face and said: "Be safe and stay away. Don't be afraid. This tree is a tree transplanted from the south. We belong to the north. The north cannot support this tree. Generally speaking, here, we can't support this tree."

Medicines are used more as medicinal materials to treat illnesses rather than as poisons.”

I kind of know why Song Yuan is dead and not dead.

Because Song Jiu's performance was too doting. In this doting, it seemed that Song Yuan was really a living person.

But I know that most of what Song Jiu said was to comfort her sister. Obviously, if this matter cannot be solved so easily, then if Song Yuan makes a fuss, we can only give her mercy where she is.

This road is not as safe as Song Jiu said.

The further you go, the more obvious the smell of poison becomes. This smell actually gives you a feeling of being controlled by someone, like a burst of fragrance that makes you suddenly feel enlightened after smelling the stench.

Of course, if this fragrance is not designed to make everyone feel sick and about to die.

I asked Song Jiu in a low voice: "Is there really no problem with this road?"

The smell of poison became more and more obvious, and I began to worry about my own funeral.

Song Jiu turned around and said calmly: "Since ancient times, no one has ever died."

Good guy, she can see clearly?

"I said, this is not the first time I have walked this road, so I know what the road ahead is like. Don't worry, we will be able to go out soon. There is only a stone gate ahead, although I still

It didn’t come to an end, but..."

Listening to her words, I suddenly realized something was wrong.

What she said: 'Although I haven't come to the end yet'

At first glance, this doesn't seem to be a big problem, but if I think about it again, it feels completely wrong. If she has already walked through this place and reached here, then why doesn't she just leave this stone gate?

Open it and then go out? Instead, it tells us that it has not reached the end.

I squinted my eyes, feeling a little too dazed.

Now that we have reached the end of the steps, Song Jiu turned to look at Song Yuan. He just stared without saying anything, as if he was in a daze, but I knew that it was true that her eyes could not see anything, but they could see

It is also true that humans and ghosts have different paths.

"Sister, what do you think I am doing?"

Song Yuan noticed her gaze, and Song Yuan seemed to realize something, as if with a fear that was too sad to suppress: "Sister, what are you doing here, why are you going out with us?

…We’ll talk about it when we go out, not here, let’s talk here…”

Song Jiu muttered to himself: "I can see your face now, Xiaoyuan, your face is so beautiful, although I still can't see clearly, but..."

She put the wooden stick she was holding into her hand and said, "I'll give this to you. I probably won't need it in the future."

This thing is called Fuqi.

My grandfather told me when I was a child that if I see a woman holding a wooden support stick in her hand on the road, I must hide away.

Such women are seductresses, and you will absorb energy if you look at them.

Later I learned that they are actually good people, but when I was a child, I didn’t mean what I said and always made someone unhappy. My grandfather was afraid that if I made them unhappy with my words, he would bow down to me.

Women who know how to hold a ji will have a short life.

There is a red rope on the wooden support stick in Song Jiu's hand. The rope is now a little faded, but there is no trace of wear and tear at all.

Obviously this is a good thing.

Song Yuan confiscated it: "Sister! This thing is yours, you, what are you doing for me! Take it yourself! Also, you should continue walking forward now! Why are you blocking my way! You...

…”

She stuttered when she started to speak. Song Yuan seemed to realize the seriousness of the problem, but she didn't want to believe this fact. She looked at Song Jiu blankly: "Sister, please go out with me, please.

Please."

Song Jiu suddenly smiled brightly towards her.

"I'm not going out."

"You, why don't you go out! Don't be so unreasonable, you..."

"I can't leave."

Song Jiu's face was exposed to the sunshine outside, and I noticed that there were some changes on her face, and a small red dot fell on her life palace.
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