Congratulations on opening the coffin

On the evening of the third day,
Outside the house was the last rain in late spring, crackling and rattling the windows.

Everyone gathered in Shen Ruo's room again, waiting anxiously, and there was only one hour left before the deadline.

Qiao Ran kept pacing back and forth in the room, and looked out of the window from time to time. Finally, she couldn't bear it anymore, turned her head to look at the bed, and asked, "Lin'er, you said earlier that you had news about Mei Nongxue. , is it true or false?"

Lin'er knelt on the edge of the bed, clasped her mother's hand tightly with her two little hands, this action was inexplicably devout.

Hearing Qiao Ran's question, the corners of his mouth tightened: "Of course it's true, how could I make fun of my mother's life?"

"But what we can't investigate, how do you know?"

Jiang Yunya was also puzzled about this.

"It's Daddy's former influence. I found a way to contact him when I searched his study." Lin'er had already thought of an excuse to deal with it. The appearance easily deceived everyone.

"However, Yunding Mountain is hundreds of miles away from the capital, and it will take a day even to go back and forth. Is it possible?" Huaci leaned against the corner of the wall, holding his sword in her arms, and suddenly raised her head to ask.

"It must be in time!" Qiao Ran's expression was very excited, as if he wanted to convince everyone, but more like he wanted to convince himself, "You don't know, that guy is very powerful, and he can fly on a white crane. It’s a mile away, and he’ll be there in a while.”

"If that's the case, that would be great."

It was obviously a happy thing, but Hongyu's eyes moistened for a while, "Miss has saved so many people, God will definitely not take Miss away."

However, everyone deliberately ignored one detail, which was the continuous spring rain outside the house.

Time passed by little by little, it was raining today, and the sky soon became dark, but the people in the house refused to light the lamps for a long time, as if the night had not yet come.

Qiao Ran stopped walking around, but stood beside Shen Ruo's bed, staring at her face, trying to see that she was still breathing and alive.

At this time, other people are also in the same mood as him, they dare not make any noise, dare not make any sound, for fear that if they miss one glance, they will hate them for life.

At this time, it was completely dark, and nothing could be seen in the room except for the sound of slight rapid breathing.

Suddenly, a question broke the silence, it was Qiao Ran: "What time is it?"

What answered him was Hongyu's flustered voice: "No, I don't know."

After another long silence, Lin'er's quiet voice sounded: "Hongyu, light the lamp."

"Go and see where the red thread on Mother's hand is."

According to Hongyu's words, holding the candlestick in her hand, she approached the bed, Lin'er made way for her, and she carefully unbuttoned the skirt of Shen Ruo's chest, and the dim yellow dancing candlelight smeared on the snow-white skin.

After Hongyu leaned closer to take a closer look, the next second, she took a breath and took a few steps back abruptly, even dropping the candlestick in her hand to the ground.

The house was plunged into darkness again.

Then Qiao Ran asked excitedly and urgently: "Hongyu, what's wrong?"

However, before Hongyu could reply, there was a thunderous rumble, and lightning flashed outside the window, instantly lighting up the room like daylight.

At this moment, the red line that had spread to the heart stung everyone's eyes.

"How? What's the joke? She is Shen Ruo, how could she die like this? How is it possible!?"

Qiao Ran held her head tightly, unwilling to believe this reality, but the others were silent.

Suddenly, Hua Ci looked out sharply: "There is someone!"

He grabbed the sword and rushed out, the rain outside the house drifted in, it was so cold that one wanted to shiver.

At this moment, there was a cry outside the window.

Everyone's eyes lit up for a moment, and then dimmed again.

An unhurried footsteps stepped in, and a playful voice came: "I rushed here in the rain, is this how you welcome me?"

Qiao Ran couldn't help but glanced at him resentfully: "You're late."

"is it?"

Mei Nongxue smiled leisurely, took off the coir raincoat on her body, water was still dripping from the corner of the clothes, "But I don't think so."

"Do you still have the ability to bring the dead back to life?" Qiao Ran looked at him suspiciously.

"I'm referring to a Taoist priest who has not yet mastered the arts, how dare he rob someone with Lord Yan..."

"Then what nonsense are you talking about?"

"Don't worry." Mei Nongxue still smiled, "Although I can't bring the dead back to life, isn't this person still dead?"

"Not dead? The red line has reached my heart, I'm out of breath, and I'm still called..."

Just as Qiao Ran shouted excitedly, she suddenly realized something was wrong, "Wait, I just saw her with my own eyes... But this red thread... Doesn't it mean that the red thread reaching the heart means death?"

"This spell is extremely vicious. People who are affected by the spell will fall into a coma. They seem to be sleeping peacefully, but in fact they are suffering. People can decipher it, even if it is me, I can’t decipher it.”

"You can't solve it? Then we are looking for you for nothing?" Qiao Ran was about to scratch her head and go crazy.

But Lin'er heard a different meaning: "Ke Niang is clearly still alive."

Mei Nongxue smiled and said, "Perhaps, she has already died once."

"Can you stop playing charades? Can you say it clearly once?" Qiao Ran wanted to kneel down for him.

Mei Nongxue just waved his hand at the candlestick on the ground, and the candlestick flew into his hand, spilling all the candle oil inside, but after he twisted the wick with his hand, the candlestick lit up.

The faint flame flickered in the wind blowing outside the door, he said with a smile: "Why don't you check to see if the red thread on her hand is still there?"

Everyone looked at the light with half-belief, and Hongyu exclaimed: "It's gone! It's really gone!"

Qiao Ran was still puzzled: "But why is this happening?"

"There is only one way to solve this thread of red, that is, the person who is casted by the spell dies. After death, the spell disappears."

Hearing this mysterious explanation, Qiao Ran was speechless. She didn't want to say anything, but Lin'er calmed down and asked, "Why isn't that mother awake?"

"After all, this spell is an extremely sinister thing. Even if the spell is solved, it will consume a lot of Yang Qi, which will cause the victim to be unable to wake up. If the Yang Qi is not replenished in time, they may even be trapped in the gap between Yin and Yang. Never wake up again."

"Then what can I do to replenish Yang Qi?"

Qiao Ran hurriedly asked, but Mei Nongxue, who was holding a candlestick, smiled and said nothing. A gust of cold wind blew in. He shivered and shrank his neck, "Why are you smiling so sinisterly?"

"It is said that men are yang, women are yin, yin and yang combine, and life is endless." Mei Nongxue said with a smile, "Replenishment of yang, of course, requires men."