Feng Qishi also clearly heard Mu Anxiao's mumbled words, and then he couldn't help but frown, "What's wrong?" He carefully observed the changes in Mu Anxiao's expression.
Mu Anxiao listened to Feng Qishi's question, instantly moved her gaze away from her palm, and looked up at Feng Qishi, saying, "Her consciousness is gradually leaving."
"What do you mean?" Feng Qishi didn't immediately understand Mu Anxiao's meaning.
Mu Anxiao: "It means," she lowered her head to look at Shuer, "the consciousness in her soul is gradually coming out, just like those souls."
"She hasn't had contact with Ouyang Ye, how could this happen?" Feng Qishi couldn't figure it out.
Mu Anxiao stared at Shuer's face and suddenly couldn't figure out this problem either.
Shuer: "What do you mean by that?" She didn't understand the situation, but seeing Feng Qishi's surprised expression, she also understood that she seemed to be in trouble.
Mu Anxiao listened to Shuer's question, thought for a moment, and said, "Did you see anything strange just now?"
"What do you mean?"
"Besides this wind, did you notice anything else?" As she asked, Mu Anxiao glanced towards the dilapidated house, suddenly remembering that Shuer had just come out from there, so she added, "I mean, did you see anything strange in that room?"
"The room?" Shuer said, looking into the room just like Mu Anxiao, and said, "I can't say, that's my last hope."
"What do you mean by 'can't say'?" Mu Anxiao was a little annoyed because she had always been considering the problem from the perspective of saving Shuer, but in reality, Shuer said that room was her hope, which made her feel a blockage in her heart.
"Can't say means can't say." Shuer had already subconsciously regarded Ouyang Ye and their words as her hope, and that hope had been stored in her secrets, so she warned herself not to speak.
Mu Anxiao looked at Shuer's determined expression and was speechless.
Conversely, Feng Qishi looked down at Shuer's determined expression and asked, "Did you see something?"
"I..."
"Shuer, we are helping you. If you don't tell the truth, you will completely disappear. You..."
"Really?" Shuer suddenly became agitated.
At this moment, Feng Qishi suddenly realized he had said the wrong thing, swallowed, and glanced at Mu Anxiao.
Immediately, Mu Anxiao thought for a moment and said, "You want to find your hope, right?"
"Yes," Shuer uttered a word, and couldn't help but think back to what Feng Qishi had just said, saying, "But, I don't want to go, because, the general said I'm useful."
Useful?
Mu Anxiao looked at Shuer's hesitant expression, and before Feng Qishi could speak, Shuer's behavior, including her words, made her say, "Have you forgotten many things?"
Shuer: "Yes."
"Before you came here, your memory was fine, right?" Mu Anxiao tentatively asked.
Shuer shook her head slightly, "I don't remember."
"Don't remember." Mu Anxiao repeated, then looked at the room that had been filled with souls, her heart sinking, and looked at Feng Qishi.
Feng Qishi looked down at Mu Anxiao and asked, "Did you think of something?"
"Did you think of something?" Mu Anxiao retorted.
Feng Qishi glanced at Shuer and said, "I think this matter might be related to them." The "them" he was referring to was Ouyang Ye and the others.
Mu Anxiao understood his meaning from Feng Qishi's words and said, "I also think it might be related to them, otherwise, she wouldn't be so determined."
"Yes." Feng Qishi nodded.
Shuer was confused, "What are you talking about?" As she asked, her complexion began to change.
Seeing this, Feng Qishi quickly asked, "What's wrong?"
Shuer grabbed her wrist and said, "It's hot here." Then she stumbled back a step.
Mu Anxiao had already noticed this phenomenon, but she didn't expect Shuer to have such a reaction. Looking at Shuer, she started to cast a spell without thinking, trying to suppress Shuer's consciousness.
Feng Qishi saw Mu Anxiao casting the spell and hurriedly said, "If you do this, you will hurt..."
"There's no time, don't speak for now, I need quiet." Mu Anxiao interrupted, quickly stepped forward, and grabbed Shuer's wrist.
The next second, a burning sensation once again invaded Mu Anxiao's palm, but this time, she didn't let go; instead, she pressed forward.
After a short period of 'treatment,' the temperature on Shuer's wrist decreased. Mu Anxiao let go and said, "Done." As she spoke, she took a few breaths.
Feng Qishi was surprised, "What did you do to her?"
Mu Anxiao, while shaking her hand to cool it down, said, "They have the ability to draw her consciousness out, so naturally, I also have a way to send her consciousness back."
"Who did you learn from?"
"Does this need learning? When I used to subdue demon souls, I used this spell. This time, I was just trying to see if it would work," Mu Anxiao said, glancing at the thoughtful Shuer, and continued, "I didn't expect it to actually work."
"Everything you learn is really mixed up."
"It's none of your business." Mu Anxiao glared at Feng Qishi, then looked at Shuer, "Are you feeling any better?"
Shuer nodded slightly, "Much better." As she spoke, she stared at her wrist, which was no longer burning, and then she thought about Mu Anxiao's action of desperately casting the spell to save her, disregarding her own safety, and she gave a wry smile.
Hearing Shuer's wry smile, Mu Anxiao was startled, "What's wrong with you?"
Shuer shook her head slightly, "It's nothing, it's just..." she said, her voice choked, "I didn't expect that after I died, someone would still save me. I thought that after death, I would become a wandering soul." As she spoke, she looked at Mu Anxiao.
At this moment, Mu Anxiao saw loneliness, despair for the human world, and helplessness in Shuer's eyes.
Looking at her quietly, Mu Anxiao said faintly, "Your life is yours, your body is yours, your soul is yours. Giving yourself entirely to others like this," she said earnestly, "is really not worth it."
"I..."
"It's not too late yet, you still have vital signs," Mu Anxiao suddenly said.
Shuer was stunned.
Feng Qishi was also surprised, "How did you see that?"
Mu Anxiao: "She's not qualified enough. If she had really died," she shifted her gaze to Feng Qishi's face, "I would have absolutely no ability to send her consciousness back." Saying this, she walked to Shuer's body.
Shuer looked at Mu Anxiao's back and said gloomily, "I'm scared."
Upon hearing this, Mu Anxiao's eyes darkened, and she turned to look at Shuer, asking back, "What are you afraid of?"
"I don't want to be bullied anymore, I..." Shuer stopped speaking halfway.
Feng Qishi fixed his gaze on Shuer's face.