"It's not necessarily the same person," Chen Xing said, pacing the room, "maybe it's just the same name and surname? Xiang Shu..."
Xiang Shu has been completely confused, unconsciously pinching the silk, his forehead is full of sweat, if his mother is an ancient person three hundred years ago, then what is he? ! The two looked at each other subconsciously, and Chen Xing saw the strong uneasy look in Xiang Shu's eyes. On the surface, he used the same name and surname to comfort Xiang Shu, but in fact, both of them knew very well that it might be Xiang Shu's mother.
Zhangliu's log in Yin Yang Jian, the origin of the immobile mangosteen, the whereabouts of Ding Haizhu, all the seemingly unrelated mysteries, finally at this moment, seems to be successfully linked together, in a name called Xiang Yu. Yan's Han Chinese exorcist girl.
And this girl is very likely to be Xiang Shu's mother!
"Is it here?" Feng Qianjun's voice said.
Xiang Shu and Chen Xing were taken aback and shouted at the same time.
Feng Qianjun also screamed wildly outside the door. The three of them screamed wildly at the same time, only Xiao Shan looked at them indifferently.
At the third watch, Feng Qianjun and Xiao Shan came over. Chen Xing left with the boy first, followed by Xiang Shu. The two never returned. Feng Qianjun was in the room with Xiao Shan, and the two stared at each other. No matter what Feng Qianjun asked, Xiao Shan ignored him. The atmosphere in this mansion was indescribably weird, which reminded Feng Qianjun of the ghost stories told by the old man when he was a child: staying overnight in a storm, and his companions disappearing one after another for no reason.
"Don't be scary!" Chen Xing said.
"Are you two scaring people?" Feng Qianjun said angrily, "After running out for so long, it's been three hours, and I won't come back!"
Xiao Shan came into the room and looked around curiously. Chen Xing was gasping for breath, and Xiang Shu's face couldn't be more ugly. Feng Qianjun said, "What did you find? Let me see?"
Chen Xingchao explained to Feng Qianjun that when talking about Xiang Yuyan's identity, he thought about Xiang Shu's life experience, so it was inconvenient to say more, and he planned to vaguely mention it, but Xiang Shu said, "She is my mother."
Feng Qianjun also realized that something was wrong, and said in a trembling voice: "Your mother lived more than three hundred years old? Oh this... This is really amazing. Exorcists, um, can exorcists live so long?"
Legend has it that people who cultivate immortals often live to be two or three hundred years old, and even live the same life as the heavens and the earth.
Xiang Shu recalled his mother, saying, "She doesn't look like a three-hundred-year-old person."
As people live for a long time, their xinxing will definitely be different from what they appear on the surface. For example, an 80-year-old person, even with the face of a 20-year-old, will never speak and act like he is only 20.
"What is the Falling Soul Bell?" Feng Qianjun asked in confusion.
"A magic weapon," Chen Xing recalled the details and said, "It can take away the two souls of demons, people, and beasts."
Feng Qianjun: "Isn't it dead?"
Chen Xing waved his hand and explained: "People are born with three souls: heaven, earth, and human. If the heavenly soul is lost, people will die; the earth soul is in charge of perception of foreign objects and human spirit, and the third soul The 'human soul' controls your memory. Except for the heavenly soul, if the other two souls are lost, people will not die for the time being. I'll tell you in detail when I'm empty... Xiao Shan! Don't mess with things!"
Xiao Shan wasn't tall enough, maybe he was bored and wanted to read the things on the top of the bookshelf, or maybe he wanted to make some noise to announce that he was still there. He hurriedly motioned Xiao Shan to come over, but Xiao Shan looked reluctant, blocked Chen Xing, then pointed to his ears, and then pointed to a back door that appeared after the bookshelf collapsed.
Chen Xing: "?"
Xiao Shan raised his foot, kicked the door open, and motioned to come with him.
Chen Xing: "What's wrong?"
Behind the door is a path leading to the depths of the back garden of Xiang's house. This path has been unattended for nearly a hundred years. silhouette, illuminating miscellaneous trees and shrubs.
"Did you hear anything?" Chen Xing asked.
Xiao Shan was silent, Chen Xing knew that his hearing was always better than Xiang Shu and Feng Qianjun. Then, Xiao Shan pulled away the weeds blocking the road with his claws, and Feng Qianjun said, "I'll come."
Chen Xing cast an inquiring look at Xiang Shu, meaning do you want to stay here or come with us
Xiang Shu put away the silk and stood up. Feng Qianjun turned the blade around, but there was still a hint of resentment on the blade. Chen Xing glanced at it, obviously after a few encounters, the grievances on the knife had not completely dissipated.
The trees blocking the road withered away, retreating to both sides, revealing a secret path, and a faint old woman's voice came from the breeze: "Stay here... Stay here... Don't go..."
"Female... female ghost?"
Chen Xing was horrified and glanced at Feng Qianjun, but Xiang Shu put one hand on his shoulder, passed Feng Qianjun and Xiao Shan, and walked into the depths of the garden.
"Don't go... stay here..." the old woman's voice said in pain, "don't go..."
A gust of wind blew, and the dark clouds obscured the moonlight again. Chen Xing and Feng Qianjun were shocked when they heard it. Chen Xing grabbed Xiang Shu's hand and threw the saying that he was not afraid of ghosts to the sky, and said, "Either we still... go back first? Come again during the day?"
"What are you afraid of?" Xiang Shu frowned. At the same time, he clenched Chen Xing's hand, intertwined his fingers, and said, "You are not afraid of ghosts?"
Chen Xing wailed: "It's mainly about this big night, I can't see anything, it's terrible—"
"Heart lamp!" Xiang Shu clenched his fingers, and the warm big hand calmed Chen Xing down a little.
Chen Xing was trembling and held up the heart lamp with one hand, which illuminated the surroundings completely white, showing the rockery under the pale light, as well as the swing on the tree next to the rockery. .
As soon as the heart lamp shone, the voice suddenly seemed to be summoned, and it was a little louder.
"Don't go! Stay!" The old woman's voice snapped.
Feng Qianjun and Chen Xing immediately lost their minds, Chen Xing hurriedly hid behind Xiang Shu, Xiang Shu stopped, and only Xiao Shan walked towards the rockery suspiciously.
"Don't go..." The voice was dying again.
Xiao Shan turned his head to the side, his claws pointed to the ground in front of the rockery and under the swing, where the sound came from.
Xiang Shuchao said to Chen Xing, "Don't be afraid, I'll take a look."
The four of them came to the rockery, Xiao Shan dug a few times with his dragon claws, and the voice kept coming from the ground: "Leave... Leave me..."
Feng Qianjun couldn't take it anymore, and said, "I think we should wait for the sunrise to dig again? Little brother! Stop it!"
Chen Xingdao: "What should I do if a dead person is dug up in the middle of the night!"
Chen Xing's mind had already seen the image of an old woman buried alive in the ground. She didn't dare to look at it anymore, but Xiang Shu also started digging, and together with Xiao Shan, they dug less than a foot. In the depths, there was a "ding" sound, and a metal object was touched.
This time Feng Qianjun and Chen Xing lost their souls at the same time, Feng Qianjun immediately said: "I'll go first!"
"Not a coffin!" Xiang Shu said impatiently.
Then, Xiao Shan took out a square-sized copper box from the soil.
Chen Xing: "????"
Seeing that it wasn't a corpse, Feng Qianjun finally breathed a sigh of relief, and Chen Xing was finally no longer afraid, only to hear the old woman's voice still coming from the box: "Leave... leave..."
"What is this?" Chen Xing was much better. He took the box and saw that there was a copper lock on it. Xiao Shan put it on the stone beside the rockery and waved his claws to break the lock.
Chen Xing motioned for everyone to stand back and step forward to open the copper box.
"Why are you suddenly not afraid anymore?" Xiang Shu looked at Chen Xing in disbelief.
Chen Xing: "It's not a ghost... it's okay."
Feng Qianjun crossed his arms and said, "What if there is a ghost inside?"
Chen Xing: "Then... I'm not afraid when I see the real thing. I'll open it and take a look. Be careful."
Feng Qianjun said, "I'll come."
Feng Qianjun gently lifted the edge of the box with the blade to prevent hidden weapons. After opening the box, the cover of the box was flipped over, popped open with a "pop", and a faint light was cast inside the box.
There was a withered dry flower inside, and a glowing butterfly stopped on the petal, flapping its wings gently, and the dim blue light came from the butterfly's wings.
Butterfly made a faint voice: "Stay..."
Chen Xing: "????"
Everyone frowned at this scene, and Xiang Shu asked again, "What is this?"
Chen Xing: "I don't know. Take it back to study? Xiao Shan, don't mess with it!"
Xiao Shan took off his claws and stepped forward to grab the butterfly. Xiang Shu immediately grabbed his wrist, but the glowing butterfly flapped its wings lightly and flew out of the box. circle, rising slowly.
"It's going to fly away!" Feng Qianjun said.
Xiang Shu immediately stretched out his hand, pinched his two fingers together, and grabbed the butterfly's wings to prevent it from escaping. However, the moment he grabbed it, the butterfly turned into a light powder and dissipated suddenly, and the entire dark night garden instantly lit up. , the abandoned miscellaneous trees in all directions were restored to life, the water in the courtyard murmured, and countless memories rushed to the face, bringing them back to the Xiang mansion three hundred years ago.
Xiang Yuyan was wearing a military uniform, sitting on the swing, swaying gently with the breeze.
A man walked into the garden, Xiang Yuyan glanced up, and both of them turned their eyes away.
"The old lady has lived a long time and has a stubborn temper," Xiang Yuyan said softly, "Brother Liu, don't take her words to heart."
The person who was called "Brother Liu" was none other than Zhang Liu. At this moment, Zhang Liu turned slightly and walked a few steps in the garden. He is fair-faced, with a few wisps of whiskers under his chin, and his facial features are extremely delicate. He can even be described as "beautiful". If he is not tall and straight, and he wears a scholar's robe, some people will even think of him as a girl.
Zhang Liu said, "Naturally I won't mind, it's just you... I thought the Xiang family was much more reasonable than I thought, but it seems like it's putting you in a dilemma. Anyway, I'll think of another way."
"Brother Liu!" Xiang Yuyan stood up from the swing, hesitating to speak, and when Zhang Liu turned around, Fang Anan said, "Do you really want to... do this?"
Zhang Liu smiled slightly and did not answer.
Xiang Yuyan said to herself, "It's crazy, it's really crazy, do you know what the consequences of doing this are?"
"The world has lost its spiritual energy. From now on, there will be no more demons, no demons, and no more exorcists," Zhang Liu said calmly.
Xiang Yuyan was silent, Zhang Liu said, "The immortals have high mana, and if they continue to evolve like this, who can control them? The demons are reborn every thousand years, and for the sake of this thousand-year doom in China, they leave an exorcist. What if I go down the wrong path? I don't think Shenzhou will wait for the resurrection of the demons, I am afraid that in this long thousand years, it will be destroyed by the hands of the exorcists first."
Xiang Yuyan frowned and said, "Brother Liu, you are always like this, why do you always like to think bad things about people?"
Zhang Liu replied: "Chang'an Exorcism Department is facing a crisis of splitting, do you think this kind of thing is impossible? Exorcists are divided into Hu and Han, but the business of collecting demons is not divided into Hu and Han, and mortals are still bound by the law and the government. Once the magic division is split, who will restrain it?"
Xiang Yuyan said seriously: "Let's not say anything else, just taking away all the mana between heaven and earth, you will become the enemy of exorcists in the world."
"So what?" Zhang Liu said, "I'll be gone by then. Yuyan, you must know how important this matter is."
Xiang Yuyan was upset and said, "Brother Liu, do you really think that you can get rid of the devil just by relying on Ding Haizhu and Fu Rushan?"
"Most of the roads in the world are full of thorns," Zhang Liu replied. "Just do your best. If you know it's difficult, don't you stop doing it?"
The two suddenly stopped talking and looked towards the garden where an old, angry woman stood.
"Mother." Xiang Yuyan whispered.
Zhang Liu bowed slightly, then turned and left.
The so-called "big mother" in Kuaiji means "grandmother", the old grandmother of the Xiang family walked up to Xiang Yuyan and said coldly: "Let Zhang Liu leave tomorrow, and don't stay in my Xiang family! "
Xiang Yuyan wanted to argue, but sighed softly.
"Aren't you happy?" the old woman said coldly, "Listening to Zhang Liu's words will only make my Xiang family doomed!"
Xiang Yuyan pondered for a moment, then suddenly said: "Mother, it is the mission of my generation to subdue the demons and eradicate the demons. My son follows Brother Liu to kill the demons, isn't that right..."
"Do you think this is a trip to Chang'an and Luoyang?" the old woman said coldly, "You are going three thousand years ago!"
These words ran through Chen Xing's mind like a roar of thunder, but the next conversation between the grandparents and the grandson actually made him no longer have time to ponder the deep meaning of it, and couldn't help listening to this massive amount of information.
Holding a cane, the old woman was furious, and said, "Zhang Liu's plan is clearly not going to succeed! When the demons appear in the world, the heart lamp will also appear, and the heart lamp and the immovable mountain will go hand in hand. Now you have no heart lamp, How can I succeed in slaughtering demons 3,000 years ago?!”
Xiang Yuyan argued: "But Brother Liu also said that as long as he returns to the battlefield, Chiyou has already been weakened by the Xuanyuan clan, and with the power of Ding Haizhu, there is still hope for success. In this way, hidden in Shenzhou In the earth, the curse that has lasted for thousands of years will also be lifted..."
"Stay," the old woman said, "you stay with me, Yuyan, don't go!"
Xiang Yuyan avoided the old woman's gaze, her eyes full of unbearable.
"Mother," Xiang Yuyan said slowly, "I remember that the most regrettable thing in your life is the separation from your eldest father... You said that one day, you will..."
"Stop talking!" The old woman said sharply, "I won't let you leave with Zhang!"
The old woman was extremely excited and kept coughing. Xiang Yuyan was busy taking care of her grandmother and helped her away.
The seasons suddenly changed in the garden, the spring flowers all over the garden withered and fell, turning into snow, and in the shadows, Xiang Yuyan was carrying a sword box and wearing a plain robe, and walked into the garden. , her appearance is even more beautiful, and her eyebrows and facial features vaguely have the outline of Xiangshu.
A black gauze was pinned to the sleeve arm of her plain-colored martial robe.
"Ready?" Zhang Liu's voice said.
Zhang Liu was dressed in a Hu people's costume, which made his figure stand tall and straight, and then came to the garden.
"Brother Liu, what you want doesn't move like a mountain." Xiang Yuyan placed the box on the stone table and opened it. Inside was the epee that Xiang Shu took from the Exorcist Department, and added, "I don't want to look at it. See? This is the magic weapon my eldest father used during his lifetime."
"For the time being, keep it in the Yin-Yang Mirror." Zhang Liu said as he took out a mirror and put the epee in it.
"How much did you bring from Chang'an?" Xiang Yuyan's expression was sad but not sad, obviously she had come out of the grief of her grandmother's death, and her eyes were full of vitality.
"I brought over all the magic weapons of the heavenly character level," Zhang Liu said. "With the convenience of my position, I still have the ability to help the public and private."
Xiang Yuyan was helpless and laughed, and with a smile, the garden became full of spring again.
Zhang Liu raised his hand again, and a radiant orb appeared in his hand!
Chen Xing only felt that at that moment, the blood in the whole body was about to coagulate!
The bead emits a strong light, and the details of its appearance are not real.
"This is Dinghaizhu?" Xiang Yuyan was obviously seeing it for the first time. She stretched out her hand to touch it, only to see Dinghaizhu shine brighter.
"That's right," Zhang Liu said, "this is the 'core' of the Divine State we are in. Among them is the golden wheel, which I call the 'tide wheel'. Time is like the sea, and time is like the tide. Next, We have to find a place of heaven and earth to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and then choose a place to set up a formation to urge the reversal of the light wheel corresponding to the heaven and earth vein in the bead, so that time can be reversed, and cause and effect can be restarted."
Xiang Yuyan stared at Ding Haizhu blankly, and then Zhang Liu put away the magic weapon and signaled to leave.
"I still have one wish left unfinished," Xiang Yuyan whispered, "give me a little more time."
Zhang Liu made a "please" gesture, so Xiang Yuyan took out a small bronze bell, held it in his hand, and handed Zhang Liu a box. Zhang Liu opened the box and saw that there was a flower inside.
Zhang Liu frowned and said, "Yuyan, you..."
"Let this butterfly stay in my homeland." Xiang Yuyan raised her head and looked at the snowflakes flying in the sky, "Let my memories fall like snowflakes, stay forever, never leave again. "
Immediately, the Soul Falling Bell in Xiang Yuyan's hand vibrated, and it rang softly.
Xiang Shu suddenly widened his eyes.
I saw Xiang Yuyan's body glowing faintly, and a flashing butterfly flew out of the light, flapping its wings, and flying into the Falling Soul Bell, but Xiang Yuyan was holding the Falling Soul Bell, and gave it gently and gracefully. However, the butterfly stopped on the flower in the box.
Zhang Liu closed the box, Xiang Yuyan's eyes were a little disappointed.
"Shenzhou three thousand years ago was also China," Zhang Liu said. "The people who live in China are people just like you and me."
"I know." Xiang Yuyan said softly, "but we will never come back after all, I just want to bury the memories of Xiang's family here, right as part of my three souls and seven souls, To sleep with the land three thousand years later."
She buried the box in the soil, finally got up and left with Zhang Liu.
The white light suddenly converged, leaving four people standing in the rest of the garden. Chen Xing raised his head subconsciously and looked at Xiang Shu.
When the roosters crowing, the sky gradually brightened, and the dark shadows in the rockery and the barren garden slowly receded, as if the piece of black cloth that once covered Chen Xing's eyebrows was finally untied and fell to the ground. At this moment, he and Xiang Shu were still holding hands. Xiang Shu subconsciously clenched Chen Xing's fingers and breathed lightly, as if he had experienced a big dream from three hundred years ago.