Chang'an City.
As dawn gradually dawned, a carriage drove quickly into the city.
"Yan Zhong!"
Lin Qiye pushed open the door of the house, walked straight into it, and shouted loudly.
"Brother Qiye?!" Yan Zhong, who was walking out of the house, saw Lin Qiye coming back and said in surprise, "You guys are back from your travels?"
"Yes." Lin Qiye nodded, "Where is Gongyang Wan?"
"She and Yuwu are both in the Suppression of Evil Division. I'm here to be responsible for screening new members of the division... Do you have anything to do with her?"
"Have you found the place I asked you to send people to find before?"
"You mean Fengdu?" Yan Zhong nodded immediately, "Hu Jia and the others just sent back the news a few days ago. According to the route you gave, they have entered Fengdu and handed the Tianzun's oracle in... But the Emperor Fengdu seems to have gone out. , there is only one Ghost Emperor in charge."
"Then what?"
"They do have a kind of Xuanyin wood, which can isolate all vitality with the help of Xuanyin energy... But the quantity is extremely rare, and there is only one piece in the entire Feng. It has been sent to Chang'an."
Hearing this, Lin Qiye finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Since he left Chang'an with Jialan a year ago, he has been corresponding with Gongyang Wan, trying to find the materials of the coffin in his memory. Since Jialan has been sealed in that coffin for two thousand years, it means that the coffin There must be something special about the coffin that can block the prying eyes of the [Door Key].
But after half a year of searching, the Zhenxie Division had sent people to various parts of the Han Dynasty, but no such material was found. In the end, Lin Qiye guessed that the material of the coffin might come from Fengdu itself, so he pointed out a route and went there. I asked Lingbao Tianzun for his handwriting and asked the Zhenxie Division to explore it.
Now, this Xuanyin Wood is the only way to protect Jialan and this big chess game.
"Listen, for a moment..."
Lin Qiye gave Yan Zhong some instructions, and the latter nodded and immediately walked out of the house.
Jialan stood behind him and asked worriedly:
"Qiye, is it too late?"
"There's enough time." Lin Qiye nodded, "Don't worry, let us handle the rest... Just doing this will make you suffer."
"Isn't it just two thousand years?" Jia Lan said nonchalantly, "The Marquis was trapped in the torrent of luck, Wu Quan was suppressed under the East Emperor Bell, and they all made sacrifices for this big game... Besides, Now, those monsters come to me at every turn and make me upset, so it would be nice to find a place to hide."
"In the torrent of luck, the Marquis can occasionally meet Gong Yangwan and the others. Wuquan's time is suppressed, so naturally he will not notice the passage of time... But you are different. You can stay alone in the Xuanyin Wood for two days. Thousands of years... can drive people crazy." Lin Qiye's eyes were filled with distress.
"Then when you see me in the future, will I be crazy?"
"… No."
"That's okay." Jia Lan put his hands on his hips, "Don't underestimate me, Qiye, although I'm not very bright, I'm still very focused on what I do... The same goes for waiting."
Lin Qiye looked at her indifferent expression and didn't know what to say for a moment.
"Qiye, I want to eat bean buns."
Lin Qiye came to his senses and immediately said, "Okay, I'll take you to eat right now!"
Lin Qiye took Jialan's hand and walked towards the streets of Chang'an. Jialan followed Lin Qiye obediently, feeling the warmth from his palm, and his eyes suddenly turned red...
She took a deep breath, blinked her eyes hard, pushed back the tears, and strode to Lin Qiye, leaving only a dark blue back for him.
"Seven nights!"
"Um?"
"Today, I want to eat four bean bags!"
…
"In the first year of the Yuanding Dynasty, Huo Qubing, the head of the Evil Suppression Department, sent three hundred bronze warriors to forge Xuanyin wood into a coffin and escort the Immortal Daughter from Chang'an to Fengdu. After seven days, they were attacked and killed three times by extraterrestrial winged monsters. Yan Yu took action and finally escorted him to Fengdu safely. All three hundred bronze soldiers died in battle on the way.
- "Secret Book of the Department of Suppression of Evil". "
…
Fengdu.
Tomorrow morning, I will attack Wucheng Tiangong.
"From now on, this palace will be used exclusively to suppress this coffin, and no one will enter." The Eastern Ghost Emperor, who was wearing a blood-colored robe, spoke slowly.
"Thank you, Ghost Emperor." Hu Jia saluted respectfully.
"However, although you have the handwriting of Tianzun, Fengdu also has Fengdu's rules... I also need to report the origin of this girl to Emperor Fengdu, please make it clear."
"Um..." Hu Jia glanced at a corner of the palace, and after a moment, he spoke again,
"The origin of this girl is rather complicated. Today I will send someone to record the origin of this girl in a book and send it to your palace personally. What do you think?"
"Can."
The Eastern Ghost Emperor nodded slightly, turned into a shadow, and disappeared into the palace.
After the Eastern Ghost Emperor had completely left, a figure in green clothes slowly walked towards the corner of the palace.
"Excuse me, I can't be involved with Fengdu. There are some things that you can only take part in." Lin Qiye said apologetically.
"Mr. Lin, you're welcome."
Lin Qiye walked through the empty palace and walked straight to the Xuanyin wooden coffin. Jialan was looking at the coffin in front of him, wondering what he was thinking.
"Are you afraid?" Lin Qiye asked softly.
"I'm not afraid." Jialan shook his head, "This coffin is really beautifully carved... I just don't know if it will be cold after lying in it."
Lin Qiye looked at Jia Lan complicatedly. Although she pretended not to care along the way, Lin Qiye could feel that she was still a little scared in her heart... No girl could face two thousand years of loneliness and hardship so easily. dark.
"I have someone build another coffin, and I will place it next to you when the time comes. This way, I can always be with you." Lin Qiye looked into her eyes and said seriously.
Jialan chuckled lightly, "No, don't you still have a lot to do? Why are you living in a coffin with me here... Besides, only when you go out can you come back to see me often and tell me about the outside world." It's something... both of us are bored here, how boring it would be."
Lin Qiye was silent for a moment, then nodded, "Okay, I will come to you regularly."
"One more thing..."
"you say."
"Do you still remember that you proposed to me before?"
Lin Qiye thought for a while, "Are you talking about the time in Nanhai, the time in Dunhuang, or the time in Danyang?"
"All of them!" Jia Lan's cheeks turned red. She glanced at Hu Jia beside her, leaned into Lin Qiye's ear, and whispered, "I thought about it carefully for a long time and felt that if there is no hope, the two thousand years will not last long. It’s so hard…
Next time we meet, I'll wait for you to marry me, okay? "