Chapter 421

"What? The fourth Lord is dead. What's going on?"

The news of Zuo pianfan's death was too shocking for childe Luo. It can't be denied that Zuo pianfan was really talented. Although he only met Zuo pianfan twice, it gave him a deep impression. Zuo pianfan also saw Yao Sisi's feelings. If Dongfeng's broken love is a strong fire, Zuo pianfan's love is gentle water, Fire can hurt people, but water is soft. Childe Luo is naturally smart. He also sees the guilty color of Dongfeng Po's face. This must have a great relationship with him. No wonder he ordered Yao Sisi's faint point. Thinking of this, childe didn't know what to say. The corners of his mouth moved and never said a word.

"In fact, he fell off the cliff. It's really unknown whether he was dead or not. Zi Luo, count me as the last time, please."

"Hey, you said it was the last time."

Childe Luo has how to blame Dongfeng Po too much at this time. He knows him too well. Even if no one says, his heart is very sorry. He can't bear to see him kneeling on the ground. Helpless, he walks over again to help Dongfeng Po, "get up, I answer you."

"Really?"

"Well, but I won't eliminate her memory, but I want to temporarily seal her memory of Zuo pianfan. If one day she sees Zuo pianfan's portrait or himself, she is likely to think of it again."

Dongfeng Po nodded calmly and then asked, "do you need to prepare anything?"

After thinking about it, childe Luo said, "you need a psychedelic grass, a leaf of heartbroken grass, and then a piece of Rune paper."

"I've heard of heartbroken grass again, but what is this psychedelic grass?"

The childe stood on his back, stood by the window, looked into the sky, and said faintly, "it used to be hibiscus flower, but now it's heartbroken grass. It's a twining woody vine, 9 ~ 1 long

5 feet, cylindrical stem, smooth and purple. The leaves are opposite, petiolate, ovate lanceolate, 1.5 ~ 3.5 inches long and 0.6 ~ 1.8 inches wide. They are whole, smooth on both sides, and the broken section edges are very neat. In summer, terminal or axillary trumpet yellow flowers form trigeminal branches and clusters, with fragrance. They are born in the grass or bushes near the village, roadside, hillside. The whole medicinal grass can be harvested all year round. But Psychedelic herb, also known as love flower, has fruit, sour, sweet, bitter, or tasteless. It has thorns on it, and the thorns are poisonous, which is called love flower poison. Love flower is said to be the white Mantuoluo called by the people of Ximan. Mantuoluo is an annual poisonous herb, which blooms in summer and autumn and has a funnel-shaped corolla. Broken intestine herb and psychedelic herb are two opposite herbs. Eating each other can produce illusion, but not in the middle Poison. "

"I'll let someone prepare."

The childe nodded, "go ahead. I'll grind and draw a spell first."

Dongfeng Po glanced at Yao Sisi, who was sleeping, and quickly went out of the door. Childe Luo ordered his servant to prepare some cinnabar, and then went back to the room to get the magic pen handed to him by his father. The magic pen was black and could not see what animal hair was used to make the nose. Maybe it was really the crow hair his father said. Childe Luo didn't care about this. He poured the cinnabar into a tea bowl with one hand, Then he bit his finger open and dropped three drops of blood. Then he used a clean chopstick to mix the cinnabar and said that when he saw that the blood had been completely mixed with the cinnabar, he picked up his pen and drew it on a yellow paper. The rune was the pattern of six awn star, but there were several runes in the six awn star, but he couldn't see what it was. In short, it was a ghost rune.

When the spell had been drawn for an hour, Dongfeng Po also bought two doses of herbs that the childe wanted.

The childe took the two paper bags handed over by Dongfeng Po with a serious face, looked at them and said to Dongfeng Po, "go out. I'm going to do something here."

Dongfeng Po hesitated and withdrew from the door according to childe Luo's request.

Take out a clean tea cup, crush the whole psychedelic grass, make the green juice drop into the cup, and then squeeze the heartbroken grass juice into the cup. The two green liquids slowly blend and strangely turn into red liquid.

Then he quickly took the charm and lit it, so that all the ashes of the charm fell into the tea cup. The black ash mixed with the red liquid, and the color became a little ugly. After a while, when childe Lu stirred it with chopsticks, the liquid slowly turned black and red.

He went to open Yao Sisi's sleeping hole and poured this bowl of juice into Yao Sisi's mouth. Almost when Yao Sisi was ready to spit it out, childe Luo had poured another glass of water for her.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Yao Sisi frowned and opened his eyes. Unexpectedly, he bumped into the childe and fell on half of the angel and half of the devil's face. Without thinking about it, he shouted, "ah, human demon!"

The childe frowned. There was nothing unhappy. His voice was very calm, just like the lake in August. "Are you awake?"

"Young master Luo, Luo Yi military division! Why am I here? The east wind breaks?"

"He's outside. All right, Miss Yao, please look into my eyes."

The tone was mild, but Yao Sisi felt powerless. She didn't know why she stared at his eyes so obediently. However, childe Luo's eyes were really good-looking. The black was like a deep pool, which seemed clear and turbid. Slowly she felt that she was a little confused. The word "hypnosis" hit Yao Sisi's mind like lightning, She was about to calm her mind, but suddenly she heard a word from childe Luo.

"Zuo pianfan is dead, dead..." the voice dragged on for a long time.

Such a sentence immediately reminded Yao Sisi of Zuo pianfan, who often wore blue clothes in his mind, who made her stay empty on her wedding night, who deliberately went to the brothel chuguan, who always wanted to fight her, who was sad and helpless to ask her to forgive, who was high spirited to punish evil and promote good, and who wore a tailored modern suit, He who kept trying to give her happiness, who knew he cared about her chastity, but held back and comforted him silently, and who smiled miserably before falling off the cliff.

"Summon the void with my blood, and the broken mirror can be opened only when it meets."

Thinking, Yao Sisi felt a burst of weakness in his whole body, a burst of pain in his heart, his brain began to become chaotic, and his eyelids were too heavy to lift. I heard one sentence after another.

"Forget, dust laden!"

"How many months do you dream and how many years do you wake up?"

What voice? Who is saying such poetic words? She felt a little heavy on her forehead, raised her hand and rubbed it in the middle of her eyebrows. Then she raised her eyes, signaled the light and looked in the direction of the sound.

I saw that black clothes and black hair, clothes and hair were elegant, not tied, not tied, slightly fluttering. From her perspective, I only saw half of the firm and masculine side face, so lazily leaning on the windowsill. The bright sun seemed to spend a layer of hazy white light in his identity. His skin was shining and flowing, and the light of anxiety, worry and expectation flashed in his eyes.

He was more shocked than she had seen him for the first time. This detached masculine beauty was indeed the most suitable for him, but somehow when she saw him, she always felt that she seemed to have something vague invading her memory, but when she thought about it carefully, she could only feel the blank and confusion of her mind.