Since ancient times, sand devils have conquered villains

There is no airtight wall in the world. It is difficult to use magic to harm people without showing clues.

The Heart Cause Law requires extremely yin people as sacrifices. People born in yin years, yin months, yin days, and yin days are so rare that Yu Zhihua and Wei Xiao spent a lot of time looking for suitable victims.
Because of this, he was witnessed to have had contact with the deceased.

Zhen'esi was more resolute than expected, and within a few days, he sent someone to visit the Wei Mansion.

There is no conclusive evidence yet. The other party's attitude was polite and gentle, and Yu Zhihua answered without changing his expression.

"Zheng Songbai? Is he dead? I don't know about this. Yes... I just took a fancy to one of his paintings and have no deep friendship with him. What? Birthday? He was eating longevity noodles that day, so I asked casually One sentence."

She had already thought of the excuse and blurted it out without pausing.

When Zhen'esi said goodbye and left, Wei Xiao sat next to her, his face pale.

"Zhenesi must be suspicious of us."
Wei Xiao said in panic: "What should I do? I was walking on the street today and found that I was being followed... If this continues, they won't find out, right?"

Once his identity as an evil cultivator is discovered, his life will be ruined.

Yu Zhihua half-closed his eyes: "No problem."

She guessed that Zhen'Esi could find them, and she had been thinking of ways to escape guilt for a long time.
The fairy in the painting is always smart.

On that day, she forced herself to clearly think of Xie Chao, Jun Lai Inn, and Qin Xiao and the hideous scars on his abdomen.

"Do you remember what I told you about your past life?"
Yu Zhihua said: "I have a way... to get rid of your doubts."

Wei Xiao and Qin Xiao have the same appearance. When a stranger sees Qin Xiao's appearance before his death, he must think that it is Wei Xiao.
Nowadays, except for her, no one in Chang'an City knows that Qin Xiao once existed.

"Your little sister Wei Ling happens to correspond to your cousin in the previous life."
Yu Zhihua patiently told him the plan: "As for Yan Ming... isn't there a guard named Ayan? Let's take him with us. The four of us will go into the ghost and break the wall together to recreate the experience of the previous life."

In this way, she can confuse the memories of the two lives through the painting.
They are all trapped in a ghost wall with "Little Sister" and "Ayan", and no one can tell the truth from the lies.

"Hide a bag of red ink in your abdomen. If necessary, cut it open and pretend that your abdomen has been pierced."
Yu Zhihua continued: "My little sister is timid and rarely sees blood, so she doesn't dare to look seriously. Ayan has to deal with evil spirits, and he has no time to check."

Wei Xiao looked at her expectantly, his eyes gradually brightened: "Okay."

"Everyone thought you were seriously injured and dying. Now that the evil formation is activated, your suspicion will be eliminated."
Yu Zhihua's voice was soft and smooth: "Leave the rest to me."

When she said this, she showed an extremely subtle, almost absent-minded expression.

Qin Xiao's death was exchanged for Wei Xiao's life. She felt the pain of being pulled, but she couldn't break free.

Ever since he first showed mercy to Wei Xiao and promised to help him hide the identity of the evil cultivator, Yu Zhihua had gone astray from a point of no return.

What happened later was as she imagined. Zhen'esi was deceived by the painting and determined that Jin Niang was the real culprit in the series of major crimes. She and Wei Xiao returned to the Wei Mansion smoothly.

"Great."
He stabbed himself in the abdomen to deal with the doctor Zhen Esi. Wei Xiao lay weakly on the bed, with dark eyes like stars: "Thank you, Zhihua."

He was overjoyed and looked forward to the future: "I heard that there are many powerful sword manuals in the black market. I will buy some when I recover from my injury. Don't you like to watch me practice swordsmanship?"

After a long silence, Yu Zhihua said, "Yeah."

Everything is fine, everything is as it should be.
When night fell that day, she stayed in her natal painting for a long time, looking at the mountains, rivers, and the bright moon in the distance.

Unexpectedly, Shi Dai and Shen Liushuang knocked on the front door of the Wei Mansion today.

At this point, Yu Zhihua's memory came to an abrupt end.

Memories overlap with reality, the picture turns to the main hall, and the illusion condensed by the inner elixir suddenly dissipates.

Shi Dai's eyes seemed to be filled with smoke and dust, and ink was rippling. In the blink of an eye, she returned to the messy main hall of the Wei Mansion.

After a chaotic fight not long ago, the tables and chairs in the hall were shattered all over the floor, and there was smeared ink everywhere.

As a doctor, Yan Qinghuan did not participate in the siege of Yu Zhihua.At this moment, Zhenesi and his colleagues who were surrounded outside entered the house. Seeing them drawing out their own lives, he let out a sigh of relief:
"Are you okay? You and Yu Zhihua were suddenly sucked into the painting, which scared us so much."

Fortunately, someone was knowledgeable and recognized that it was the natal painting of the immortal in the painting, rather than an evil weapon that sealed the throat with blood.

Returning from the fantasy world to reality, Liu Rutang was a little dizzy: "Where is Yu Zhihua?"
When watching the memories, Yu Zhihua was not with them, so he must have been in an illusion.

A colleague pursed his lips: "Over there."

Shi Dai wrapped Shen Liushuang's coat tightly and looked around.

The inner elixir was damaged, and Yu Zhihua was at the end of his strength, holding on for his last breath.
She lowered her head, her long eyelashes covering her eyes, and was held down by two young men on their shoulders.

This is a posture of surrender.

Shen Liushuang helped Shi Dai block the wind coming from outside the door, took off the mask on her forehead, and whispered to a girl:
"Please go ask the servants of the Wei Mansion to bring three sets of clean clothes, one for a man and two for a woman, and prepare a few hand stoves. Thank you."

Sister Shen is still the most careful and reliable.
Liu Rutang also shrank behind her, feeling at ease and feeling a little like a sister.

Chen Che glanced at her and then looked away: "Where is Wei Xiao?"

"In the bedroom, caught."
Yan Qinghuan answered honestly: "He is injured and can't run away."

Hearing Wei Xiao's name, Yu Zhihua finally looked up.

Ordinary criminals would cry bitterly and confess their crimes when they were caught, or they would gnash their teeth and curse, but there was no sadness or joy in her eyes, and no emotion could be seen.
Shi Dai felt that they were a pair of extremely tired eyes, like burning out fire.

"Sir," Yu Zhihua said, "Can I see him?"

The evidence was conclusive, and she and Wei Xiao had no way to escape.
Thinking of her broken inner elixir, Shen Liushuang said to his colleagues in Zhen'es: "They are all in the Wei Mansion anyway. Let her go and take a look."

*
As everyone pushed open the door of Wei Xiao's room, Shi Dai smelled the bitter smell of medicine.

The fragrance of ink in the room is faint, and the white smoke from the incense burner is lingering. It was originally a quiet and elegant environment, but now it is filled with chills.

Two young men stood beside the bed, one holding a mandarin duck knife, and the other holding a copper bell that Shi Dai had never seen before. When he saw them coming in, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Stop it. Wei Xiao is too seriously injured and it is not appropriate to take him directly to the town." Ersi.”

Whenever he was taken away from the bed, the wound would burst and Wei Xiao would lose most of his body's blood.

The young man holding the mandarin duck knife yawned: "This man confessed his crime. In the cracks under his bed, we found several books related to magic."

Shi Dai looked at the carved wooden bed.

This was the second time she saw Wei Xiao, and his expression was worse than yesterday.
Knowing that his identity was exposed, Wei Xiao simply surrendered and stared blankly at the top of the bed. He didn't turn his head until he caught a glimpse of Yu Zhihua out of the corner of his eye.

Out of her sixth sense, Shi Dai felt that he couldn't say the right words.

Sure enough, when he met his fiancée's eyes, Wei Xiao just lowered his voice: "You said they wouldn't find out."
Like accusation, but also like grievance.

Yu Zhihua didn't answer and stared at him quietly.

The room fell silent for a moment, and Yan Qinghuan scratched his head, feeling confused.
He didn't enter the natal painting and had no memory of Yu Zhihua. In his impression, the unmarried couple were very loving.

What's going on in the current atmosphere...?Shi Dai stood aside, hugging the hand stove tightly in her arms.

From the illusion just now, it can be clearly seen that Wei Xiao has no deep affection for Yu Zhihua.

Like is probably a liking. Faced with a beautiful woman who is considerate, knowledgeable and courteous, anyone will feel good about her, but this good feeling is too shallow and can be easily replaced.
What Wei Xiao cares about is himself.

He keeps saying "I will stay with Zhihua forever", but his longing for the future is more about his swordsmanship.
The reason why he practices evil methods is, in the final analysis, for his future.

Yu Zhihua looked at him through Qin Xiao's filter, and repeatedly used the excuse of reincarnation to comfort himself and deceive himself.

Being stared at by Yu Zhihua's condensed gaze for a long time, Wei Xiao turned away uncomfortably.
In the panic-stricken silence, he sneered: "Why are you looking at me like that?"

His crime of murder is certain, and he will inevitably die.
Perhaps for this reason, the emotions he usually pretended to fade away, and he could vent his emotions unscrupulously and break the jar.

Wei Xiao said: "You think I'm not as good as Qin Xiao again?"

Unexpectedly hearing such words from his mouth, Yu Zhihua paused.

"I've wanted to say it for a long time."
The young man on the bed squinted coldly and said sarcastically: "Why do you always compare me with him? Wei Xiao and Qin Xiao, do the two names overlap at all?"

This was the first time that Shi Dai glimpsed the helpless emotion on the face of the fairy in the painting.
After clarifying the meaning of his words, Yu Zhihua trembled: "What?"

"You always tell me about your past life."
Wei Xiao laughed: "What about traveling to the south of the Yangtze River, about having a righteous heart, about playing the flute at night... I don't want to hear it at all. What does what happened more than 40 years ago have to do with me, Wei Xiao?"

No one answered.
You can hear needle drops in the bedroom.

"Reincarnation to renew our relationship? Stop joking."
Wei Xiao said: "I don't remember any past lives, I don't know who Qin Xiao is, I have never been to Jiangnan, and I don't know how to play the flute - every time you are with me, are you looking at me or looking at him through me? "

In just a few words, each word was burned into my heart, burning and painful.
For a moment, Yu Zhihua didn't dare to look into his eyes.

"I know, you think my practice of evil arts is not as good as Qin Xiao's."
Wei Xiao sneered: "You never say anything, but the meaning is very clear in your eyes."

Yu Zhihua: "No..."
She wanted to retort, but when the words came to her lips, she was too embarrassed to say them out.

She just didn't want Wei Xiao to go astray.
But she couldn't deny that every time she saw Wei Xiao, she couldn't help but compare him with Qin Xiao.

"'Axiao', 'Axiao', you call me frequently, how do you know who you are calling?"
Wei Xiao's tone was even colder: "And Wei Ling. You call her 'little sister', right, just to get back the feeling you had back then? Do you think this is fair?"

His voice was hoarse due to the serious injury, and he gave a sarcastic sneer, as if he wanted to take this opportunity to express all the resentment he had accumulated for a long time.

Who does Yu Zhihua really care about? The answer is obvious.
Even in the painting environment, Yan Qinghuan plays Wei Xiao, and the lines he gets are "Don't be afraid", "Little tricks" and "I protect you".

Without exception, they were all the words Qin Xiao said to comfort her when she was in a ghost town 40 years ago.

How ironic.

After being captured by Zhen'Esi, both Wei Xiao and Yu Zhihua understood that this was the last time they would see each other.

During the days when he got along with Yu Zhihua, it was natural that he had a crush on her. Hearing Yu Zhihua claim that the two were destined in a previous life, they did have a brief surprise.
Gradually, after hearing her talk about her past, Wei Xiao realized that she felt inexplicably awkward.

When she mentioned "Qin Xiao", her eyes were too gentle, and her eyes couldn't help but smile, full of admiration.

Wei Xiao thought, but he was fundamentally different from Qin Xiao.
He was born in Chang'an, his parents were in business, and he has the bad temper of a rich kid. Even if he has the same soul, he is him and not someone else.

And Yu Zhihua tried to recall another person through him.

This realization made him extremely disgusted and horrified.

Past and present life, reincarnation to renew fate, it sounds nice, but in reality, what is the difference between finding an identical substitute.

Because of this thought, Wei Xiao was depressed for a stick of incense.
After a stick of incense, he felt at ease.

Yu Zhihua regarded him as Qin Xiao to seek comfort——
He doesn't really care about Yu Zhihua, so he can practice his skills better through her.

Everyone gets what they need, just right.

The way she looked at him just now was filled with sadness, fatigue, pain, and obvious disappointment, which made him laughable.
What right did Yu Zhihua have to be disappointed in him?Because he tarnished Qin Xiao in her heart?

"……sorry."
Feeling like a turbulent sea, Yu Zhihua couldn't say anything else and muttered over and over again: "I'm sorry."

The broken inner alchemy was overwhelmed, her throat felt fishy and sweet, and she coughed up a mouthful of hot blood.

Shi Dai understood that she was about to die.
On the verge of death, Yu Zhihua still looked calm, with only a hint of confusion on his face caused by Wei Xiao's words.

Looking at her, Shi Dai suddenly thought that perhaps Yu Zhihua had been begging for death from a long time ago.

She was surrounded by Zhen'es in the main hall. How could she not realize the disparity in strength and take out the natal painting in order to force them to fight.

The bedroom window was half open, and white smoke lingered in front of the window.
Suddenly, light smoke drifted away, and was caught in the airflow from the broken window.

Yu Zhihua glanced sideways and murmured: "The wind is blowing."

It is a rare south wind day in late winter.

"I have a lot to do with you today, my lords."
After she finished speaking, she smiled and let the sunlight outline her fair face. She paused for a moment and said firmly: "I plead guilty."

The voice was very soft, and the moment it fell, Shi Dai felt the fierce spiritual energy overflowing.

——Without leaving them any time to react, Yu Zhihua completely shattered his inner elixir.

Like thick ink pouring into water, the human form close at hand dissipates and dissolves, turning into curls of ink smoke.
The white dress lost its support and fell to the ground. From the cuffs, a yellowed prayer note floated out.

Not far away, Wei Xiao was lying on the bed with a heavy expression on his face, and only the corner of his eye twitched slightly.

"The natal paintings painted by Yu Zhi are landscapes and the moon."
Anticipating this result, Liu Rutang raised his eyes and sighed softly: "It's a natal painting..."

As she spoke, she looked at Shi Dai, who was silent next to her: "Are you okay?"

Liu Rutang has been working in Zhenesi for a long time and is used to separation and death. Shi Dai, as a newcomer, has probably never experienced such a case.

Eyelashes trembling, Shi Dai nodded: "It's okay."

She has a basic sense of good and evil.
Yu Zhihua had been with Wei Xiao for so long, and perhaps what he was chasing was no longer a certain person, but an unfulfilled obsession in his heart, almost paranoid.

Although the life of the fairy in the painting was pitiful, the common people who died at the hands of her and Wei Xiao were the real victims.

"I just suddenly thought of-"
With her thoughts inexplicable, Shi Dai clenched her fingertips and said softly: "Yu Zhihua has no afterlife."

Liu Rutang responded in a low voice and said nothing more.

The case is over and the dust has settled.The last drop of ink fell quietly and fainted on the old prayer paper.
The south wind is leisurely, passing by the window, and I don’t know whose dream it is going to.

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