I was startled by the sound and subconsciously turned around and looked behind me. Because I was too anxious to turn around, the soul fire on my shoulders and head suddenly appeared.

I was shocked when the soul fire came out. If the evil spirit behind me blew on my soul fire at this time, even if I didn't die, I would have been seriously ill.

"Borang, has he really not come back?"

Just as I silently recited the "Soul Return Curse" and pressed the soul fire on my body back into my body, the resentful voice sounded again.

I raised my head and looked in the direction of the sound. I saw a man in red, dignified appearance, and black soft-footed head appeared in the attic behind me.

This outfit of a man is a typical decoration from the Tang Dynasty.

"Are you Du Shaohua?" I asked tentatively when I saw this handsome man.

The handsome man just looked up at me, and did not answer my words. Instead, he turned around and walked towards the guardrail in the attic. The handsome man who walked to the guardrail stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the scenery outside the attic, sighing: "The stars are changing, things change, people change, and for a thousand years, my bride has never come back."

"Mr. Du, let it go and report to the underworld." I felt unbearable, and looked at the back of the man in red and persuaded him.

It's been a thousand years, and I'm afraid that this person's name has long been gone on the life and death book of the underworld, so it's impossible to reincarnate.

, but if this thousand-year-old lonely soul enters the underworld, he may be able to do a job in the underworld.

"I have been waiting for a thousand years, so I don't have to worry about waiting for a while. After all, this is the last stop that Bo Lang has been before his death." Du Shaohua's eyes were filled with longing. Looking at the river and Changtian in the distance, he said with a loss.

As a doctor, I faced this man who was full of longing, and I didn't know how to get rid of it for a while.

"Brother Shaohua, actually Bolang has come!" Just when I was helpless, Zhao Caiman suddenly stood up, walked to Du Shaohua's side, and said quietly.

"I've been here, where are you?" After hearing this, Du Shaohua suddenly became excited, and the translucent soul also brought up a gust of cold wind due to excitement.

"Bo Jun has been reincarnated and will never come back!" Zhao Caiman said.

"You lied to me!" When Zhao Caiman said that Wang Bo had been reincarnated, Du Shaohua's ghost suddenly became ferocious.

"I didn't lie to you!"

What surprised me was that this time, facing Du Shaohua's hideous expression, Zhao Caiman seemed extremely calm and composed.

Her calm expression not only surprised me, but even Du Shaohua's soul showed a suspicious look and said, "You didn't lie to me, do you have any evidence to prove that Bolang has been here?"

"Of course, your boar left you a poem!" Zhao Caiman said, then took out a piece of white paper with poems written on it.

Du Shaohua stretched out his trembling hand, picked up the white paper, and then recited the poem written on the white paper: "A thousand years of life and death are vast, and it is unforgettable if you don't think about it. There is no place to talk about desolate things in the lonely pavilion for thousands of miles. Even if you meet, you will not recognize it, your face is covered with dust and your temples are like frost..."

"I came to You Meng at night and suddenly returned home. The young man was a classmate. He smiled and sent you to Shuchuan. He thought that the heartbreaking place was in the bright moonlight night, and this was the West River."

After reading this poem, Du Shaohua's eyes suddenly turned red. He raised his head and looked at Zhao Caiman with doubts. His voice was trembling, "This, is this really what Bo Lang wrote to me?"

Zhao Caiman said with a calm expression on his face and his heart was still beating: "Who else has this literary talent except Bo Lang?"
Chapter completed!