Ying Yuanjun's eyes were completely invisible.
Yan Dan still remembered that he had a pair of clear and beautiful eyes. But now he can only close his eyes and laboriously listen to the nearby movement, and sometimes he will open his eyes, but those eyes are no longer dark and clear, with a slightly gray color, no focus. His face was destroyed, his immortals were imprisoned, and sometimes he lost his mind during the day, he lost almost everything.
Yan Dan had seen him lose his mind once, as if being grabbed by a dream demon, clenching his teeth tightly, but stubbornly saying nothing. When she first saw this scene, she was a little scared, but even though she was scared, she still didn't walk away. When Lord Ying Yuan recovered, he raised his head and smiled weakly: "Why are you still here? In the future, you should not come again."
Yan Dan lingered for a while, muttering: "There are very few people here. If I don't come to talk to you, won't I be suffocated to death?"
There are many good-looking fairies in heaven, but Ying Yuanjun was not considered the most outstanding at first, and now his appearance is ruined, and it will be scary when you first see it. Yan Dan didn't think he looked ugly. He was born with his skin, so he couldn't choose whether he was beautiful or ugly.
Ying Yuan was stunned for a while, as if a little helpless: "It's okay, when you see my fire poison attack in the future, be careful."
It's a pity that Yan Dan prefers to care about unimportant things: "Fire poison? What is that?"
"It's the blood eagles in the demon realm. They are made of the blood of the evil gods. When they attack, they will bring out the fire of inconceivableness. That's why my eyes... can't see." Eyes staring straight ahead. On this day, he will probably never forget it for the rest of his life. He knew that soon, his eyes would no longer see a thing, but he could only force nothing.
No one noticed the difference until the Demon Realm collapsed.
However, the fire poison of the blood eagle has soaked into the body, and he often loses his mind. He almost killed a few fairies and monarchs at one time, so he had to trap himself here.
Yan Dan thought for a while and couldn't help but ask, "Is this fire poison incurable?"
"Maybe, but Ling Hua Yuanjun, who is the longest in medical skills, is helpless..." He looked calm, "It doesn't matter, it's not bad for me now."
Yan Dan doesn't think this is not bad. After she returned to the end of the earth, she went to read the classics, but she searched the books and found no records about the blood eagle.
The bamboo curtain swayed slightly in the breeze, the wind chimes tinkled, and the crisp bells echoed in the silent and empty courtyard.
When Yan Dan looked back, he saw the auspicious animal sandalwood agarwood incense burner placed beside the pane. Puffs of pale white smoke overflowed from the agarwood incense burner, filling the room with incense.
She remembered that the few days when the master came back from the demon realm, he was also irritable for no reason. How could a well-cultivated immortal suddenly become irritable? She walked over and picked up the agarwood incense burner, but was slightly at a loss.
Master is the person she respects the most, even if she pulls out all the petals and leaves on her body for Master, that's what she should. But what is Ying Yuanjun in her heart? It's just an unrelated person, isn't it strange to hurt yourself for an unrelated person
Yan Dan couldn't figure it out, so he had to stroll to Hanging Heart Cliff, and from a distance he saw Antarctica Immortal Weng standing by the lotus pond, mumbling words. When she got closer, she heard the other person say: "Alas, it's almost time to transform into a human being, this nine fins shouldn't make any trouble and would rather be a fish for a lifetime..."
Will there be fish in this world who like to make trouble
Yan Dan couldn't help but say, "Xianweng, how long will it take for these nine fins to transform into human form?"
"There's still more than half a year left, you don't know how much effort it took for me to snatch the last nine fins in this world from the Jade Emperor. Come out, in vain, the old man picked a pond of female fish to accompany." When she asked about the pain point, Nanji Xianweng said sadly, "Yan Dan, look at this pond, there are long, flat, short, and slender ones, what? If there is no such female fish, there is no one who has achieved a positive result!"
"... cough cough!" Yan Dan couldn't help choking, and said carefully, "This is still to be taken slowly. Besides, maybe this nine-fins likes different from others, and doesn't like females."
"I just thought of him or a broken-sleeve fish, and then let the male fish in, but nothing changed, but the male fish likes to hook up."
Antarctica Xianweng finished chatting, feeling a lot better, and left with satisfaction.
Yan Dan squatted by the lotus pond, and after a short while, he saw the red-eyed little black fish sticking its head out of the water. She couldn't help but smile: "Another day, I didn't bring a book here today."
As soon as she finished speaking, she saw the little fish dive into the bottom of the water with a flick of its tail, and stopped paying attention to her.
Yan Dan was annoyed: "Hey, anyway, I have read dozens of books for you to listen to. If there is no credit, at least there is hard work, right? What is your attitude?"
The lotus pond was peaceful, only the fierce tiger whisker jumped up and down happily. When Yan Dan stood up, she thought to herself, no matter what she said in the past, the weak little fish would at least give some reaction, although she felt that she was completely despised, but recently, even this kind of contempt has been ignored. omitted. Although this little fish is smart, it's really not likable.
When Yan Dan turned around, she couldn't help thinking, in fact, what she wanted to do was nothing to do with others, so why should she care whether the other party agreed or not
The next day, when Yan Dan went to see Lord Ying Yuan, he took an agarwood incense burner with him.
The air was filled with a calming fragrance of fenugreek.
Ying Yuan seemed to like the agarwood scent very much, so he actually asked, "Has the lotus flower by the Jade Pond been blooming recently?"
It was long past the season when the lotus bloomed, and he had been trapped here for so long that he couldn't even remember the day.
Yan Dan hummed softly, thought for a while and then asked, "Do you want to see the lotus?"
Ying Yuan smiled slightly: "Even if the lotus blooms well, I still can't see it."
"But you can smell the fragrance of the lotus, hear the wind, and touch it. Even if you can't see the color of the flower, you can still remember it if you've seen it before." Yan Dan felt that there was no need to console him. There may be a day when her eyes will get better. She is a four-leaf hanli holding her body. She is better than ordinary people in healing magic. She feels that it is impossible for Ying Yuanjun to see again.
Ying Yuan still smiled: "Actually, the best lotus flower I've ever seen was two hundred years ago."
On that day, Four Leaf Hanliu turned into a human figure, probably because it was still too early for her adulthood, she was actually a vile kid who couldn't even speak clearly and only crawled all over the floor. He thought he had forgotten, but now he found that he still remembered clearly.
It's just that the evil kid in the impression has become a little different from the original one hundred years later. He came out after reading the official document one day, and wanted to walk around in Yanxu Palace to relax his muscles and bones, but he saw a fairy wearing a snow-white ice silk shirt holding a roll of books and standing under the lamp watching, looking at the clothes, It should be Zhixi, the only fairy next to Lu Jing.
When he walked over, Zhixi hurriedly hid the book in his hand behind him, and saluted gracefully: "The Emperor's Throne."
Ying Yuan glanced at the title of the book, and smiled clearly: "The playbook of this "Four Dreams of Linjiang" was brought by Emperor Zixu from the mortal world. It is still an isolated copy, so don't break it."
Zhixi opened his mouth, and finally lowered his head: "Yes, Emperor Throne."
Ying Yuan took a few steps away, and suddenly turned back and asked, "Do you think that the entanglement of men and women in this mortal drama is true?"
Zhixi held the book and thought about it for a while before he said, "Returning to the throne, Zhixi thinks that this kind of infatuation and grief is true and true. There are many things that are not what they want to do, that's why they happen. The bitterness in it is fault."
Ying Yuan just smiled and did not speak.
He actually believed that even if it was a play, there must have been a similar story. It's just that in the heavenly court, such blatant talk of ordinary feelings is contrary to the practice of Taoism. Zhixi is still not old enough, but with time, she will definitely understand more. And he's lived too long, he doesn't know what it means to be long. Those mundane thoughts about emotions will definitely not be immutable with the changes of the times.
After a few days like this, when Yan Dan saw that his real body was about to become bald, he finally couldn't help suggesting: "Did you really think about leaving here?"
"Why do you want to leave?" Ying Yuan was slightly surprised.
"I think so, anyway, this is the end of the heaven, and no one will come here on weekdays. And there is a vacant house behind the Palace of the End of the Earth. It's better to live there than to be tied to a tree? Besides, I have a few days ago. I checked the classics, and it says that the Kunlun Sacred Tree is born by absorbing spiritual energy, and in the end you will be sucked into skin and bones, and such an ugly tree has been bought for nothing."
Ying Yuan was silent.
Yan Dan was very happy, she knew that she would convince the other party if she knew how to move her with emotion and reason. In fact, this is also because of the benefits of agarwood. At least Ying Yuan-jun has been awake more and more recently, and he almost never has a seizure. She also felt that it would be more or less a pity if he was trapped here for the rest of his life.
Ying Yuan thought for a while, then said slowly, "Then try it out, and come back if it doesn't work."
"How can it not work? You've been having less and less attacks recently, maybe it will be better in a while."
Ying Yuan raised his wrist laboriously, without even a little immortal magic, the branch that was entangled in his hands and feet immediately loosened sensibly. Yan Dan was stunned, it seemed that if he wanted to break free, he really didn't need to work hard, but he just didn't want to. Ying Yuan lowered his body and touched the ground, then picked up the long iron lock: "This bundle of immortal locks must never be taken off, don't forget it."
Yan Dan responded and stepped forward to support his arm and bring it forward.
Ying Yuan was wearing the immortal lock, which was painful to think about, but he never mentioned it.
Yan Dan thought to herself that she liked talking to him recently, and she also thought that he would recover soon. If this was just sympathy, why would she be so willing
She always felt that something was wrong with herself, as if she had suddenly become very understanding and gentle and considerate.
And the conclusion was not what she wanted.