She knew his identity, and that didn't stop her from staying with him. The only thing was that she couldn't bear the fact that he had another person in his heart.
Call her selfish or stubborn.
What she wanted was always a clean him.
The appearance of the couple, which is difficult to distinguish even when looking in the mirror, is full of irony at this time. They have slept together for thousands of years, and he is like another her.
Who can forgive yourself for betraying yourself.
She took off the hairpin from her hair. There was also a bead on the hairpin, which seemed to be the last one she owned.
In a moment, she swallowed the bead in front of everyone.
"What is it?" Ji Liyou asked the storyteller.
"Rolling beads."
Ji Li was puzzled, "Why did she swallow the beads? Is it poisonous?"
"It's not poisonous," the storyteller said.
Yan Liang was surprised, "What did you eat?"
"Rolling beads," she said, "Didn't you say that dead people will become immortal if they eat them, and they will die if they are eaten by living people?" She just wanted to make him angry.
Yan Liang lowered his head and said with a smile, "The ones you swallow are my tears. They are non-toxic. They are healthy to eat and there is no risk. Stop getting angry with me and come home with me."
He held out his hand and asked her to come over to him.
In an instant, the ball exploded in her body, a bloody hole opened in the middle of her chest, and her orifices were bleeding.
But a moment ago, he had a smile on his face, and his outstretched hand was covered in her blood and stopped in the air.
Things turned so fast that Ji Liyou's eyes widened.
Ji Liyou's heart felt as if he had been stabbed hard by a needle, and he held the storyteller's sleeves with trembling hands.
He didn't dare to look at Yan Shuangying anymore, nor did he dare to look at the blood all over the ground, so he had no choice but to look at the storyteller.
The storyteller said nothing and calmly looked at the woman lying on the ground. Such calmness was almost terrifying. Ji Liyou didn't dare to hold his sleeves anymore, and he didn't even dare to touch him.
He suddenly remembered the ball the storyteller played with last night.
Rolling beads, words of frost, explosion...all the words combined together made Ji Liyou's heart twitch.
He knew that he had always been cruel, but that kind of cruelty was the detachment of sitting and watching the vicissitudes of the world, the separation of life and death. He didn't know that his cruelty was not just that kind.
Ji Liyou asked hoarsely, "Did you kill her?"
The storyteller smiled suddenly, "Do you think it's me?"
"I'm asking you, not for you to ask me back," he said.
"So what if it's me?"
If everything was under his control and everyone was entertained by him, he would be extremely satisfied as a superior god. Ji Liyou finally came to the final conclusion.
"Why kill her?" Ji Liyou wanted to ask him.
Yan Liang's face was stained with his wife's blood, and he picked up Shuangying with trembling hands.
Ji Liyou saw the shark's tears. As soon as they came out of his eyes, they sparkled with golden light. They fell on his cheeks and turned into white as frost and snow, touching the ground and forming beads.
Ji Liyou had never thought that things would develop to this point before. Just before he recovered, a thick layer of ice had formed on the ground, and the silver ice was heading towards everyone in the Sanqi Teahouse.
As the sharks waved their hands, waves started to form behind them. The Sanqi Teahouse was instantly filled with water, and the water column turned into an arrow shape and stabbed directly at the teahouse workers.
Before the storyteller could take action, Tumo, the usually waiter, stood in front of everyone. In the blink of an eye, he held a shield out of thin air with one hand, threw the shield out, and turned into a silver light shield in the air.
The water column surged on the silver shield, showing determination not to break or return.
When Ji Liyou was anxious, he saw the storyteller's increasingly unfamiliar face. He didn't care at all. He didn't care about the life or death of the woman on the ground, or whether there would be a bloody storm in the Sanqi Teahouse a moment later.
Ji Liyou was curious, what did he want to achieve this step
He stared blankly at the storyteller's back, wondering if he was inviting you to enter the urn.
Yan Liang must have arrived in a hurry, and there was a lot of dust under his clothes. After hearing the story told by the storyteller, Yan Liang would not be so impulsive. If Yan Liang had known about the hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the Sanqi Teahouse early in the morning, he would definitely not be so impulsive. as a result of.
Yan Liang asked the little girl to test the owner of Sanqi Tea House.
They thought he was the owner of the teahouse, but they didn't know that there was actually an old immortal with profound spiritual knowledge lying behind the teahouse.
Yindun only held on to one stick of incense. The teahouse was surrounded by sea water and the pillars were half submerged. Only the people in the Sanqi Teahouse were protected by a barrier in the center to separate the water, so Ji Liyou was not drowned by the water.
Seeing that there was water above his head, Ji Liyou swallowed secretly, "If the barrier is broken, he will be soaked in the water."
Ji Liyou quickly understood what the storyteller wanted.
The fan closed and pointed directly at the pearl that had just fallen on the ground. It was the tears flowing from Yan Liang's eyes. The pearl on the ground immediately flew to the fan.
He put the fan back into his sleeve, taking the pearls with him.
The storyteller's face returned to its former leisurely and relaxed look, and he exhaled softly, as if he had completed an important task. There was murderous intent everywhere, but it did not stop him from letting out a low laugh from his throat.
Ji Liyou saw Yan Liang gently lay the woman in his arms on the ground and use magic to separate the surrounding sea water. He understood that Yan Shuangying was also a human being. There was a ferocious look on his face, and he almost swallowed the people of Sanqi Teahouse alive.
Ji Liyou was so frightened that he took a step back.
But the storyteller stood still slightly and said, "It seems that today is not a good day to drink tea."
The shark appeared in its original form. In the water waves, his upper body was a human body, and his lower body was a fish tail. The scales were dark blue. There was a faint light at the joints of the scales. The dark blue fish tail was like a sharp dagger, and it was easy to move. Cut open the barrier of Tumo.
The fish he had seen were just weak and fishy creatures, but the shark in front of him was different. The scales and fish tail on his body made it difficult for people not to think of the beasts in the mountains, and his fins reminded Ji Liyou even more. The tiger's claws.
The broken barrier can no longer stop the roaring water.
The storyteller adds fuel to the fire, "It's not a good day for tea, but - it's good for killing."
Others didn't understand what he meant, but Ji Liyou felt that he understood. Storytellers never liked scenes dripping with blood. He felt that blood was very dirty. Nowadays, Sanqi Teahouse is full of water. If someone kills someone, all these things will happen. The water will also carry away the blood.
Master Ying walked up to Ji Liyou, opened a new barrier for him, and pushed him behind the counter. "Young shopkeeper, just sit here and watch. The adults are fighting, and the children should not run around."
The two groups of people immediately took action.
In the final analysis, this matter was also the storyteller's fault. If Ji Liyou's guess was right, then the storyteller was the culprit. He killed his wife and said sarcastic remarks without hesitation.
Tumo faced one of the sharks, and when their weapons touched, Ji Liyou could feel a shock even through the waves of water.
What was even more surprising was Master Ying and Dr. Cha. The two of them and the remaining two sharks started taking action.
In fact, now, Ji Liyou no longer cares whether the little girl really cut her neck.
It was not difficult for the storyteller to erase his memory. He knew about it. From the first time to the time when he was injured, he knew that he intentionally made him forget part of what happened.
The little girl lay down outside the barrier and deliberately opened her bloody mouth.
Ji Liyou shook his head, "You can't get in."
As soon as she finished speaking, there was a small knife in her hand, and she was scratching outside the barrier.
He didn't pay much attention, and went to look for the storyteller in the melee, only to see him flicking his wrist to fan out. The landscape folding fan in his hand instantly turned into a long sword, and he raised the sword to face the shark.
He rarely turned the fan into a sword, except when he took him to practice swordsmanship. When he was a child, he didn't like using swords, but he liked his fan, so he turned the fan into a long sword and gave it to him.
The shark's claws touched the purple light mist and immediately saw blood. After a few moves, the shark didn't get any better. He originally wanted to take revenge, but he was really no match for the storyteller. Looking at the thugs at the Sanqi Tea House, Everyone had the upper hand. Ji Liyou no longer wanted to call them guys. The fight between the waiter and the cook was so exciting.
The storyteller put the sword on Yan Liang's shoulder and slashed under the fish scales with another force. The sharks all stopped for a moment.
"I have no complaints about my inferior skills, but if you tell me your identity, sooner or later, I will cut you into pieces." Yan Liang gritted his teeth.
"You have no chance." The storyteller sighed.
As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Liyou said, "Stop!"
The storyteller didn't listen and didn't put down the sword in his hand.
However, it did not continue downward.
Ji Liyou said again, "Stop."
Only then did the storyteller's sword leave his shoulder.
The shark looked at the storyteller bitterly, as if he was planning his next move.
"You rescue Yan Shuangying and let them leave the teahouse." Ji Liyou said.
The storyteller covered his face with a fan, revealing a pair of cold eyes, "Why?"
"Why did you say why? You didn't say it couldn't be saved. It meant it could be saved, right?" Ji Liyou discussed with him.
The storyteller shook his head, "It can't be saved."
"You have obtained the beads and achieved your goal. Do you insist on adding another life to her?"
The storyteller looked at Ji Liyou, trying to see something in his eyes.
Ji Liyou said, "You don't need to look at anything, because I don't know what you are doing at all, and of course I don't know what you want Yan Liang's tears to do."
Ji Liyou then said to Yan Liang, "If he can save your wife, take him away with you. From now on, you are not allowed to come to my Sanqi Teahouse to seek trouble, and you are not allowed to seek revenge from him again." He pointed at the storyteller.
"Idiots talk about dreams." Yan Liang replied to him.
The storyteller sneered.
Ji Liyou said, "You let your people kill me once, and my people killed your people again. Do you think you have suffered a loss? Logically speaking, it was you who made the first move."
Yan Liang said angrily, "If he hadn't coaxed my wife to come here, how could these things have happened?"
"Yan Shuangying came on her own. If she wanted to go with you, she would have left with you as soon as you showed up. It was you and the owner of Blue Bird who clearly angered your wife. Who is to blame?"
Yan Liang felt regretful and sad, and turned to look at Yan Shuangying's body.
"You said there was a way to save her, but really?"
Ji Liyou boldly said, "Of course it's true."
He walked up to the storyteller and whispered, "You haven't figured out how to solve the trouble you caused?"
"Kill them all, it's all over, isn't it simple?" the storyteller said.
Ji Liyou became angry, "If you can't save her, I..."
"Um?"
"I will never say a word to you again."
The storyteller smiled, "Your threat is like a mosquito bite, it is of little use."
Yan Liang was afraid that the people at Sanqi Tea House were teasing him, and he was about to turn into a shark again.
"There are ways to save her." The storyteller took his time.
"What can we do?"
"Aren't you a shark? A shark has two hearts, one at the front and one at the front. Give her one and I will repair her wound and she will be cured."
Yan Liang asked, "Is it that simple?"
The shark behind him hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, "Yan Liang, no."
He said that nothing is more important than Yan Shuangying's life.
Immediately he used his sharp claws to dig out the heart in his chest.
The storyteller reminded, "You are a mermaid and she is a human being. If you give her this heart, she will become a mermaid on a full moon night just like you. Of course, there are also benefits. How long you live will depend on how long she will live." how long."
Yan Liang nodded, "If you can save her, you can do anything."
"There are also disadvantages, alas..." He sighed, took out Yan Shuangying's broken heart, and pushed the shark's heart into her empty chest, "The disadvantage is that whatever you think about in the future, she Everyone knows what's going on in her mind, and you also know, how boring that would be for two people..."
After that, he reached out his hand to heal her wounds.
In less than half a moment, her face returned to color, but before she woke up, Yan Liang went to check her breathing, which was normal.
Naturally, he did not thank the storyteller and wished he could kill him. He picked up Yan Shuangying and left the Sanqi Teahouse.
Three of the four sharks left, but only one remained at the Sanqi Teahouse.
"Go slowly and don't see me off." Dr. Tea asked.
This shark was the one who had just fought against Tumo.
Tu Mo said, "You haven't fought enough yet. Do you want to come again to learn how powerful I am?"
The shark ignored him and said to the storyteller who turned around and went upstairs, "If our god could recover half of his past power today, he would not be humiliated by you to this point. He has forgotten that you are in the memory of Lady Xuannv. , if I remember you, I will definitely take your life today."
The storyteller said neither lightly nor seriously, "Oh, that's not necessarily true."
"It was because the deity was so affectionate that he had to forget most of the memories with Xuannv. Now he just thinks that he and Xuannv were just a casual fling, a few quick meetings. If he remembered everything, he wouldn't do it for a human woman. Wandering in the mortal world.”
The storyteller smiled, "Too much affection? I thought everyone was joking when they said Yu was stupid, but I didn't expect it to be true. Yan Liang will never return to the Heavenly Palace again, and he will never do anything unnecessary for Xuannv again. He forgot about her, not because he still had her in his heart, but because he felt disgusted. He did all kinds of stupid things for a woman whose heart was as hard as stone. When he thought about it clearly, he felt disdainful. This is why he forgot Xuannv. the truth.”
"Absolutely impossible, the God Lord will not give up on Lady Xuannv."
The storyteller thought of something and threw the beads sent by the blue bird to him, "You can try to return this beads to Yan Liang and see if he will kill you."
The shark asked, "Although I don't know why you want the Divine Lord's tears, these are also his tears, shed for Lady Xuannv. Why don't you want this one?"
Ji Liyou was also confused. He guessed that the owner of the blue bird might also have Yan Liang's tears. Since the storyteller was looking for his tears, why didn't he want this one
The storyteller shook his head, "This one only contains admiration, which is too shallow. What I want is not such Mermaid tears."
After hearing this, the shark turned around and left.
Ji Liyou heard him say.
Losing the divine voice for one woman, losing a heart for another woman, no matter how many times you reincarnate, you are still just a fool.
Ji Liyou raised his head and asked the storyteller, "Yan Liang... no, it should be Yan. Do you think he is really a fool?"
The storyteller spreads his hands, but he doesn't know the gesture.
But Dr. Tea said something.
Maybe she was stupid the first time, being played around by her sweetheart, and she had never experienced a love tribulation in the world. Even if she had to go through a love tribulation, it was the scales she peeled off Yan's body that penetrated into the fetus, causing a A woman who looked exactly like Yan fell in love with him, so she wouldn't go crazy with jealousy.
But it was not the second time. A person who was so similar to him from body to shadow never stayed away from him even if she knew his identity. She gave him a sincere heart, and naturally he got a sincere heart in return. How could it be considered stupid? .
(End of chapter)