The cold wind was accompanied by shrill rain. The lightning broke the night sky and splashed into the bones.
The silver light shone on the ground, and the dirty cemetery and tombstones could be vaguely seen.
Several shadows moved on the ground like ghosts in the dark night.
Plop-
A straw mat on one of them fell to the ground, splashing water.
The tattered straw mat scattered, revealing a badly mangled face. The scratches were shocking.
"Why are you so careless! I don't want my life anymore!"
"It's too dark here, and it's raining. It can't be divided into the east, south, north, and west. Why don't we bury it here?"
"No! Master has ordered us not to let that person find us! Otherwise, all of us will die!"
"Because of this, we should find a random place to bury it without anyone noticing. That would make it even more difficult to find it!"
"He's right. Even if that man is capable, he will never think of it. After all, even we don't know where we are."
"All right, dig a hole, throw it in, and leave quickly!"
The rain mixed with blood soaked the soil. The smell of blood was mixed up, and only a slender wrist was exposed, which was pale.
The sticky soil kept falling down until it covered all the people. As the rain poured down, no clues could be seen.
Several black shadows watched quietly for a moment, and then their figures flashed and integrated with the night.
Creak-
It was obviously raining, but countless crows flew over at the same time and landed on the ground. Their dark eyes shone with blue light, like the ghost fire in the dark night.
"Either you die or you are half-dead. Which one do you choose?"
"Half of my life? As long as there is a glimmer of life, I am willing to die."
"Good, congratulations. Remember your mission to become the new emissary of the Netherworld."
"To trade one's life for another, one's life is offset by one's life. One can walk between Yin and Yang without seeing the sun and the moon."
An old friend had returned, and a storm was brewing.
...
A sense of suffocation hit him. The cold wind entered his thin collar and slid down his body, making him feel a little cold.
"Your Highness, if she died, we wouldn't have been discovered, would we?"
"Shut up! She's a coward! She's dead. Who can find us?"
"That's right. As long as she dies, no one will compete with me for brother Zilan anymore."
"Humph, I haven't liked her for a long time! I'm much more noble than her. Why should she bully me?"
Hearing the voice, Shen Qingyi felt dizzy. The sense of suffocation grew stronger and stronger. She suddenly opened her eyes and finally saw the person in front of her.
A group of people stood in front of her. The two girls in the lead were petite and dressed in luxurious clothes. They were glaring at her with resentment.
The girl in the pink dress looked a little younger. She seemed to be only twelve or thirteen years old, but she had the highest status among the group of people. She was in the middle.
The girl in a light yellow dress was a little older. Her long hair was tied up, and she was almost there. Her almond-shaped eyes were full of viciousness.
There were two maids standing beside them, and behind them were several burly men.
They held weapons in their hands and glared at each other. It was obvious that they were not good people.
Shen Qingyi subconsciously kicked her leg and her body swayed back and forth. Only then did she realize that she was hanging from a tree!
He had no time to think about where he was and who he was in front of him. At this time, his only thought was to save himself.
He finally came back to life. He couldn't die like this!
Shen Qingyi touched the top of her head with one hand. Her tentacles were cold. It should be a hairpin.
She did not hesitate to pull out the hairpin and cut the rope above her head. Then she turned her legs up and jumped up as light as a swallow.
Shen Qingyi squatted on a tree trunk and was a little stunned. "When did I become so agile?"