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The flame was weak and dim, but it was suspended in the furnace like a rock. The blue color of "Ya * Wen * Yan * Love * First * Hair" is so deep that it is difficult to pull out the eyes. It is very mysterious.
Xie Yao was stunned for a moment, but immediately realized that the flame was burning without warning. Something that appeared in the abandoned wooden house out of thin air might be in big trouble. He still held the lampstand that served as a poker in his hand, and he didn't know whether to plug it back in or use it to put out the blue fire.
As soon as he broke the candlestick, the blue fire ignited, maybe there was a relationship between the two. Although he usually reads strange novels a lot, he has never encountered such a bad thing in practice. He didn't dare to act rashly for a while, and he didn't know what he was thinking, so he looked at Yun Qing as if asking for help.
Yun Qing sat tiredly in the corner of the wall just now, closed his eyes and coughed, holding the small cup in his hand, as if he had no idea what was going on outside.
Xie Yao retracted his gaze and wanted to slap himself a few times. He was almost twenty years old, and he didn't have the slightest idea when something happened. I just wanted to rely on such a blind child. Shouldn't it be time to protect him?
Thinking of this, Xie Yao's literati sense of justice in his bones was aroused, and he gritted his teeth and took a few steps forward, staring at the fire at close range.
There was nothing flammable around the blue flame the size of a bean, and it just floated in the dark stove, indescribably weird. Plus the room was unusually cold, Xie Yao couldn't help shivering.
Xie Yao froze in place and watched for a long time, feeling that apart from being a little colder than before, there seemed to be no harm in the fire. Seeing that there was no abnormality, Xie Yao breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but he did not dare to let go of his vigilance.
He wanted to take Yun Qing out of the house as soon as possible, but when he turned around, he found that Yun Qing was no longer there, but was holding a pot and a candle in the corner to check something.
Although he couldn't see his eyes and even turned his back to Xie Yao, he calmly said as if he knew Xie Yao was looking at him, "You step back. Wait for Aman to come back and deal with that guy."
That... guy?
Xie Yao didn't care about Yun Qing's understanding of the situation in the house, but grasped a certain word in his words. "Ya*wen*yan*qing*first*post"
Could there be someone else here besides him and Yun Qing?
Xie Yao looked around, faintly feeling that a pair of invisible eyes were pinning his gaze on him. He couldn't care about this at this time, and immediately ran a few steps to the corner where Yun Qing was, and stood in front of him.
"It's alright. There is someone in the fire, just let Aman pour some water to put it out later." Yun Qing's voice, as always, could not hear any ups and downs.
Xie Yao felt that his "reverence" for this child was more "awe" than "respect". Yun Qing didn't even need to look with his eyes to know what happened in this short silence, and he could still be so confident. Could this child be a monk just like Fairy Flawless?
"I'm not a practitioner... It's just because I touched the lines on this candlestick that I infer something." Yun Qing seemed to know what he was thinking, and suddenly said a sentence.
Xie Yao felt that there was cold sweat behind him, and Yun Qing, who could see through people's hearts, was more stressed than the blue fire. He swallowed and asked, "There are words on it? Why didn't I see it?
"Look at these uneven traces, this is Mingwen." Yun Qing pointed to the candlestick on the ground and said.
There are indeed some lines on the candlestick, and there are no words at all. At first glance, Xie Yao thought it was a crude pattern. These patterns are difficult but coherent, covering the entire candlestick, even submerging into the underground part.
"Mingwen...that's not..." Xie Yao said stumblingly, "Written for the dead...?"
"Yeah." Yun Qing nodded, his face was a little gloomy in such dim light, "I only figured out a general meaning, it should be about incantations such as eternal hell and a hundred ghosts."
In fact, Yunqing has not been blind for a long time, and he is not proficient in distinguishing words with his hands, so he is not very meticulous in judging these nicks. But for now, a rough judgment is enough.
Falling into hell forever, a hundred ghosts devour the body.
These two words, which were full of malice and written in Ming script at the same time, were said by Yun Qing in an understatement. Although Xie Yao was afraid, he was strangely infected by Yun Qing's calm mood.
"Is this a curse, or a suppression?" Xie Yao pondered these two words carefully.
"Mostly it's a curse. If it is suppressed, wouldn't it be better to use Sanskrit?" Yun Qing explained while frowning, coughing again.
"This... Curse, what is the situation?" Xie Yao suddenly became nervous when he saw that he was coughing badly.
"I don't know, and there's no need to know. It'll be fine when Aman comes back and put out the fire." Yun Qing said.
"Do you have to wait for Aman? What if I go?" Xie Yao felt that it was not safe to stay in this place, but seeing that Yun Qing didn't seem to want to leave, he could only accompany him.
"...Cough," Yun Qing seemed to be trying to breathe steadily, he thought for a while, and handed the small pot in his hand to Xie Yao, "Go ahead if you want."
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The pot was only the size of a palm, and it was as clear and blue as the clear sky after the rain, so clear that it was as if the tea was about to seep out. Xie Yao uneasily held it in his hand, such a small pot must have very little water, can it really put out that blue fire?
"Don't hesitate." Yun Qing's voice showed deep exhaustion, but he was still calm and decisive.
Xie Yao gritted his teeth, stepped forward, and dumped the water in the small pot. The crystal clear water droplets rolled down the dust, which made people feel unbearable.
"Miss, I hope you will raise your hand." An elegant and gentle voice came from the fire.
Xie Yao was stunned to see those water droplets gathered but not scattered, converged in Yingying's grasp, and folded a faint blue fire.
A young man dressed in a green shirt and dressed as a scholar bowed out of the stove, the flame still burning at the corner of his shirt.
"Wait...you said, miss?" Xie Yao turned to look at Yun Qing.
Yun Qing propped up the wall with one hand and coughed violently while covering her mouth with the other. Dark red blood threads slowly seeped out from between the fingers.
"Yo, this young lady doesn't look well..." The scholar was dressed in a serious manner, but his speech was slick and wretched.
"Yun Qing! Are you alright?" Xie Yao felt nervous when he saw that bloody color, and didn't have time to pay attention to the question of men and women.
"It doesn't matter." Yun Qing's brows were stained with displeasure, and this was the first time Xie Yao saw his slightly angry expression.
No, maybe it was "she".
"You don't need me to deal with this kind of monster."
As if responding to Yun Qing's words, a huge figure roared and smashed the wooden roof and landed directly on the stove.
It was Aman.
Broken wooden boards and heavy dust fell. Xie Yao could not avoid it for a while.
"Come to me." Yun Qing raised his hand, and the square inch of light sprinkled a bright light. The square inch covered by Qinghui is as solid as gold.
Xie Yao fled to Yun Qing's side in embarrassment. His face was pale, and the blood from the corners of his mouth had not been cleaned.
"You don't have to be suspicious. I am indeed a daughter." Yun Qing glanced at him lightly.
Xie Yao said awkwardly: "I don't care, I don't care."
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