Yan Qing stood under the eaves of the corridor, holding his frustrated heart. He watched Wei Shengzhuang's joys and sorrows in silence, separated by hundreds of years of time.
In fact, judging from the story plot alone, these could not touch him. He had seen many people's tears along the way, whether it was Zhang Mushi in Qingle City, Zixiao in Qingfenglin, or Jing Ruchen in the fire in Xuanji Palace.
Everyone's life was shattered and destroyed because of the demon species.
Wei Shengzhuang's blood and tears are just a reflection of this cruel and cold world.
When it comes to true impermanence, perhaps nothing is more terrible than the twin curses of Fuhuamen, one withering and one flourishing.
But because she was Xie Shiyi's mother, Yan Qing still felt a little bit of pity. He looked down at a leaf scattered on the ground and remained silent for a long time.
Lan Xize is full of hatred, ambitious and calculating. Xie Shiyi inherited his scheming and indifference, but when he walked through the peach blossom road, he had no hatred. Wei Shengzhuang gave him a glass heart - even if he went from the human world to hell and then from hell to the human world, he would remain calm and his heart would be like glass.
"Wei Shengzhuang, Lan Xi Ze is not worth your efforts? So much."
Yan Qing commented quietly from an outsider's perspective.
After experiencing too many ups and downs in his emotions, he became listless again, yawning with his wings, and huddled sleepily in Yan Qing's arms.
De Buzhi said, "When are you going to leave? I will be angry if I see you."
Yan Qing flicked it without caring and said, "At least we should investigate what Wei Shengzhuang has on him."
Yan Qing now found it strange how Wei Shengzhuang had burned down the Wangsheng Temple. He also wanted to know why she hadn't found the cauldron before she died.
Wei Shengzhuang agreed to Lan Xize's proposal. When she put on her wedding dress, she walked around the room, biting her fingers nervously, sitting down and standing up, standing up and sitting down again.
There was confusion and helplessness on her face, but more of it was surprise, shyness and anticipation. She raised her hand and watched the moonlight seep through her fingers and flow into her palm, as if the moon was also firmly grasped in her hand.
Wei Shengzhuang never thought about getting married. She thought her life should be an endless adventure.
But when her mother asked her with red eyes, "Chu Chu, will you regret it?" Wei Shengzhuang still smiled and shook her head. She rarely put on gorgeous makeup, but on the wedding day, she put on a flower between her eyebrows and rouge on her lips, which was so bright and beautiful.
She said, "I won't regret it." Wei Shengzhuang said quickly, "Just think of it as me changing from a treasure-hunting adventurer to a treasure-guarding person."
"… "
If you are not successful, there will be no point in being successful.
Yan Qing was originally analyzing Lan Xize's purpose, but was amused by its behavior: "Your attitude towards Wei Shengzhuang is really not like towards food, but more like marrying off your daughter."
Dezhi muttered, "She has really bad taste."
Yan Qing said: "You shouldn't blame her, you should blame Lan Xize for acting so well."
Frustrated, she bit Yan Qing's arm: "I just wanted to go out for a good meal. I'm depressed."
In the years that followed, Wei Shengzhuang was filled with doubts, loneliness, but more of happiness. She and Lan Xize were husband and wife in name only, but not in reality. Because on their wedding day, Wei Sheng Nianyan went crazy and mutilated herself in Shangli Palace, and Lan Xize didn't care about his bride and stayed in Lingxin Palace all night.
So, Zijinzhou exaggerated the love-hate relationship between the master and disciple and told the story again, and these words naturally reached Weishengzhuang's ears.
When Wei Sheng Zhuang is confused about something, he always asks directly.
At the beginning, she didn't call Lan Xize "husband".
"Lan Xi Ze, they said..."
Lan Xize seemed to have known what she was going to ask. He turned around, looked at her seriously under the light, and explained, "At the beginning, Weisheng Nianyan hated Wangsheng Temple just like us. She is different from her father. Only with Weisheng Nianyan around can this matter be eradicated completely."
Even though Weisheng Yu died suddenly and Wangsheng Temple was burned down, the Weisheng clan was still ambitious and ready to make moves after discovering that Nightmare could be extracted and that Nightmare was a tonic.
Weishengzhuang: "Oh, so that's it."
Lan Xize felt uncomfortable with her gaze and turned his head away: "She is Wei Shengyu's daughter, how could I like her."
"Too."
Wei Shengzhuang looked at him quietly, then smiled, her eyes and eyebrows were full of honey. After this incident, under Lan Xize's control, the rumors outside could no longer reach Wei Shengzhuang's ears.
Until Weisheng Nianyan needed Weisheng Zhuang's blood as a medicine, he brought her to Lingxin Palace.
The palace maids and eunuchs always talked about this with great relish. Thus, in the past hundred years, the entangled grievances, love and hatred between the master and apprentice of Lingxin Palace were like a wonderful drama, which was fully displayed in Weishengzhuang's eyes.
Wei Shengzhuang was holding the rabbit in front of the Shangli Palace, staring blankly for a long time.
Only now did I realize that, as his wife... she was never mentioned in all the things related to him in Zijinzhou.
When Wei Shengzhuang drew blood for the first time, she cried out in pain. Lan Xize hugged her tightly, as if he had not expected that she would be in so much pain. The usually calm young man was at a loss, his fingertips trembling, and he could only kiss her eyes over and over again and hug her.
Calling her name hoarsely.
"At the beginning, at the beginning..."
Wei Shengzhuang's eyes were filled with tears, and the redness spread from the whites of her eyes to her pupils. She stared at him in the darkness, as if trying to see something from him. But in the end, her tears became more and more, and she was left with only despair and sadness. Her cold sweat soaked her thin clothes, and she curled up in Lan Xize's arms, touching her eyes with trembling fingers.
Lan Xize was frightened by her appearance and began to input spiritual power into her body continuously.
Dezhi was also frightened: "Oh my god, oh my god, what happened to her eyes? Is she blind?"
Yan Qing turned his head away and smiled: "You really don't understand the world? Love."
Yan Qing said: "I'm not blind, it's just that now Wei Shengzhuang has finally realized that this is not a treasure and is about to wake up."
At least from Yan Qing's perspective, Wei Shengzhuang was awake, and it was time for him to wake up. Wei Sheng Nianyan was so proud of herself in Shangli Palace, and she and Lan Xize were jealous of each other in front of her, and she slapped her hard in the face.
If she is still not awake, she won't be called Weishengzhuang.
After Wei Shengzhuang's blood was drawn, she was seriously injured and unconscious for a while. Lan Xize took a bowl of blood and fed it to her mouth.
When Wei Shengzhuang woke up, she found herself in Lan Xize's arms. His arms were tightly around her, making it a little hard for her to breathe.
Wei Shengzhuang raised her head, and with the help of the light from the night pearls on the ceiling, she looked at Lan Xize's face quietly and seriously, and then she sighed very long and lightly.
She was talking to herself again.
"Are you still sleeping?"
"Please wake up, I'm so lonely..."
Her voice was very soft.
"I don't blame you. Even though you were the fool who took me to the Wangsheng Temple and the Lingxin Palace... but without you, I don't know how many times I would have died over the years."
She touched Lan Xize's eyes with her fingers. Lan Xize had outstanding facial features and very long eyelashes. He looked well-behaved and harmless when he slept.
Wei Shengzhuang was looking at him, but he was actually talking to something that no one knew.
She murmured in a very low voice: "Dabai, I want to continue my adventure. I haven't helped you find the tripod yet."
Yan Qing became completely serious at this moment: "There is indeed something in her body."
She is looking for that thing!
Frustrated but also nervous: "She keeps talking to herself, who is she talking to?"
Yan Qing: "Once she leaves here, maybe we will know."
He thought that after this, Wei Shengzhuang would leave here, leave the venomous Lanxize, leave the oppressive Lingxin Palace, and find out the truth about the tripod.
But this time, Yan Qing guessed wrong again.
If what he saw before was a young boy and girl's innocent and interesting love, then what happened afterwards was like a crazy whirlpool of love and hate.
Although the first encounter was full of calculations, Lan Xize did bring her joy, surprise and unexpectedness at the beginning. He was a somewhat cold but reliable boy she met during her adventure. He worked with her to uncover the conspiracy and save innocent people. In the Wanzhu Tonglin, he blew leaves to summon countless fireflies for her.
Later on, the young man whom she once treasured no longer shone and was unrecognizable, so she should end this journey.
But Wei Shengzhuang didn't get away.
Wei Sheng's makeup seems to be possessed by a demon.
She could have left, but was stopped because Lan Xize was closing in and blocking the entire city.
"Weisheng Zhuang, where are you going?" Every word Lan Xize uttered seemed to roll from his lips and teeth countless times, full of hatred and anger.
Wei Shengzhuang met his bloodshot, murderous eyes, her body shaky and her face pale, but she finally went back with him.
After returning to Lingxin Palace, Wei Shengzhuang began to bite his fingers frequently, with a blank look in his eyes.
After her disappearance, Lan Xize was furious and placed numerous spies and formations around her. The pressure of the Spiritualization Stage was always there. Lan Xize hadn't slept with her for a hundred years, but one night when he found her distracted again, his eyes were so angry that they almost bled, and he took her to bed and raped her.
Fortunately, the Breath-Resisting Pearl shrouded all of this in a mist, preventing Yan Qing from feeling particularly embarrassed.
"Lan Xi Ze?"
Wei Shengzhuang was stunned, but did not resist and slowly hugged his waist.
She thought she must still love him, otherwise why would she be willing to stay for him. It turns out that love is such a sad thing that makes people become unlike themselves.
Lan Xize stayed by her side for twelve hours in the next month, as if to make up for the belated honeymoon. And Wei Shengzhuang's dull eyes seemed to light up again because of his company.
Frustrated and almost mad to death?: "Is she crazy?!"
Yan Qing didn't say anything. His expression was more serious than ever before. He said calmly, "Keep watching."
It’s not that simple—what happened in Canghai Realm back then was definitely not that simple.
Wei Shengzhuang was in a good mood for a while.
But soon as Weisheng Nianyan became more seriously ill, Lan Xize came to take her blood for the second time.
Perhaps because the first blood draw was too painful, Wei Shengzhuang was dazed for a while, then whispered, "It hurts, husband, can we not draw blood this time?"
Lan Xize was stunned, his lips pursed into a line, then he gently and tenderly held up Wei Shengzhuang's face with his hands, all sorts of emotions hidden behind his blood-red eyes.
Lan Xize said.
"Chu Chu, this is the last time. I promise, this is the last time."
Was it the last time he would draw blood, or the last time he would make her so sad
Lan Xize was in a high position in Lingxin Palace and had many things to deal with, so he couldn't be by her side all the time. She stayed alone in the huge Lingxin Palace, and the only person she could talk to was the maid who always stayed by her side. Wei Shengzhuang would occasionally go out for a walk to feel everyone's eyes on her... jealous, pitying, and superior.
They all knew that she was Lan Xize's wife, and they also knew that her husband was deeply in love with another woman.
"So this is Lord Lan's wife. She really looks like a clan girl."
"She actually has no cultivation."
“… No wonder.”
"If I were Lord Lan, I would also like a girl from my clan, and I wouldn't like a vase placed in the room for viewing."
The maid was furious, but Wei Shengzhuang seemed not to hear it at all.
She didn't feel numb, she just felt it was ridiculous.
In addition to starting to bite her fingers more frequently, she would occasionally start crying in the middle of the night.
Wei Shengzhuang often felt like her heart was bleeding. It hurt so much that she was shaking all over. When she was half conscious, she felt like it was a ridiculous dream. She bit her fingers restlessly and asked herself, "Why am I here, why am I here?"
But no one answered her.
She was like a trapped beast, stumbling around in the darkness, her head bruised and bloody but unable to find the answer.
This is the first time that a treasure hunter has gotten lost in a cell.
Weisheng Zhuang didn't want to listen to those rumors and stopped going out, but Weisheng Nianyan came to him in person.
Weisheng Nianyan hated her, although Weisheng Zhuang didn't know what she hated. Weisheng Nianyan was a noble clan girl. After being protected by Weisheng Yu, she was also protected by Lan Xize. She was like a child who hadn't grown up. She was still arrogant and cold on the outside, but she was arrogant and domineering in her heart. When she first met Weisheng Zhuang, she looked at her from top to bottom as if she was observing an ant, with contempt and sarcasm, and a hint of jealousy and anger.
"Wei Shengzhuang, what makes you qualified to be his wife!"
"I was the first one to know him! He and I lived together in the dense forests of southern Xinjiang, and I brought him out of there! I witnessed his past. Who do you think you are? You are just a thief!"
Wei Shengzhuang bit her fingers even harder. The maid couldn't stand it and stood up for her. She was punished by Wei Shengnianyan to kneel in the snow for three days and three nights. Wei Shengzhuang closed her eyes and opened them again, saying softly, "Don't punish her, punish me."
The people around them were sneering and looking at them with contempt and disdain.
Wei Sheng Nian Yan also sneered: "Okay, I'll help you, what a great master-servant relationship."
Wei Shengzhuang actually couldn't listen to Wei Sheng Nianyan's words at that time. She was just going crazy and she wanted to calm down.
She didn’t know if it was because the weather was too cold, but she knelt in the snow, looking at the snowflakes shining in the moonlight, and saw herself through the lake.
In an instant, it was like a bolt of lightning struck my mind!
Wei Shengzhuang rushed over tremblingly. Wait, her eyes... What just flashed in her eyes? !
Green, yes, her eyes seemed to turn green for a moment!
Wearing a little makeup is like falling into an ice cellar.
"No."
She bit her lower lip and stretched out her hand to touch her eyes in disbelief.
But the bloody fingers only touched the cold lake water.
"Wei Shengzhuang! What are you doing?"
Lan Xize's furious voice pierced through the flying snow, and in an instant, she was held tightly in someone's arms.
Feeling Lan Xize's body trembling with fear, Wei Shengzhuang's mind was only thinking about what she had just seen herself on the lake.
Her fingers tightly grasped Lan Xize's clothes and she couldn't hold back her tears. She was more desperate and scared than when her spiritual roots were taken away, and she kept calling his name.
"Lanxi Ze, Lanxi Ze..."
Lan Xize was also stunned by her state, and seemed to finally react. He pinched her chin and forced her to look up. He saw the moment when she collapsed.
Lan Xize could no longer speak. All the anger in his pupils disappeared completely. He just hugged her helplessly and said, "Chu Chu, don't cry, dear, don't cry. When everything is over, let's leave here, okay?"
"Let's go to Nanzezhou. You said it's surrounded by mountains and rivers and has picturesque scenery. Let's go there."
She didn't know how many times she had believed him, nor how many times she had been deceived by him.
The truth was revealed from Weisheng Nianyan's mouth.
When Lan Xize went to Nanzezhou, Wei Shengzhuang was locked up in a forbidden dungeon. There, Wei Shengzhuang saw a scene that made her lose all hope. It turned out that the forbidden area of Lingxin Palace was actually a miniature version of the Wangsheng Temple.
Weisheng Nianyan's cultivation was built up by drinking bowl after bowl of nightmares.
Wei Shengzhuang was in a daze: Lan Xize, what have you been doing all these years
Weisheng Nianyan looked down at her, smiled and said, "Weisheng Zhuang, he loved me from beginning to end, do you understand now?"
"He married you because he was jealous of me taking a male concubine. He took your blood to exchange for my life."
Wei Shengzhuang murmured: "Exchange life?"
Wei Sheng Nian Yan nodded, curled her lips and said, "Yes. My father realized before he died that the Demon God was actually the evil thoughts of killing God. When the Demon God's soul flew away, the nightmares scattered in all directions were the evil thoughts of God. The evil thoughts of God can improve cultivation, but there is a price to pay."
There was both hatred and pride in Weisheng Nianyan's eyes.
"Nightmare cannot be eaten directly!"
"I became addicted to sex because of it, and my father died suddenly because of it. He was attacked by the nightmare, his body was torn into pieces, and nothing was left. Now I am almost at the same stage."
"Fortunately, Xi Ze found a solution."
When Weisheng Nianyan said this, her eyes burst into fanatical admiration and sweetness, and she licked her lips and said.
"Xize discovered that the nightmares in the Spiritualization Stage can survive on their own. Over the years, these nightmares have become another me. I can revive you. All I have to do is let you swallow the nightmare in my body and then perform a blood sacrifice. I will slowly wake up in your body, grow up, recover my memory, and finally come back to life."
Wei Sheng Nian Yan's beautiful face was full of arrogance. Her fingers stroked across Wei Sheng Zhuang's face and she smiled greedily: "It just so happens that we look the same."
"Wei Shengzhuang, thank you for living for me until now."
Yan Qing looked at everything in the Lingxin Palace dungeon with an expressionless face.
The nightmare in the transformation stage is resurrected and a blood sacrifice is performed.
Sure enough, Huai Mingzi's resurrection was not the work of the Qin family at all! The person behind all this was Lan Xize - it turned out that he knew the blood sacrifice technique so early.
Weisheng Nianyan looked at Weisheng Zhuang's painful and pale face with satisfaction, leaned down and said, "Weisheng Zhuang, you should be thankful that Xi Ze still has some gratitude towards you. In order to prevent you from suffering too much, he chose to pour the nightmare in my body into your body bit by bit."
Wei Shengzhuang crawled on the ground, supported himself, and vomited silently.
She thought of Lan Xize feeding her mouth-to-mouth and the bowls of blood she drank.
Weisheng Nianyan said: "When the nightmare in my body is completely removed, it will be time for me to die. However, I will wake up with your identity." She said happily: "Then Xi Ze and I will be a legitimate couple! We can finally love each other regardless of the secular world!"
Wei Shengzhuang inserted his fingers tightly into the ground and laughed briefly.
Weisheng Nianyan was furious when she heard her laugh. She stepped on her fingers and broke them. She screamed, "Weisheng Zhuang, you are the trash of the Weisheng clan! You haven't even reached the Qi Refining stage for hundreds of years! And I am a clan girl. You are qualified to be resurrected by me. You should feel honored!"
Wei Shengzhuang wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, raised her head, her face as cold as a blade.
Weisheng Nianyan was so angry at her expression that he locked her up in the snake prison, and said hatefully.
"Wei Shengzhuang, the destruction of Wangsheng Temple is all your fault and that of your damn father! Just wait, when I come back to life from your body, the first thing I will do is to completely wipe out your Qingshuang lineage."
Wei Shengzhuang closed her eyes tiredly.
Wei Sheng Nian Yan didn't take her seriously, because Wei Sheng Zhuang was too weak now, like an ant, who could be killed with one hand. The entire Cang Hai Realm also didn't take her seriously, thinking that she was a dodder that depended on Lan Xi Ze.
Lan Xize, as her husband, knows her very well, but he only knows that Wei Shengzhuang is a kind and innocent girl who has been searching for treasure all her life.
So no one knows... what she is looking for.
No one knew what was inside her body.
When she was imprisoned in the snake prison, in excruciating pain and about to die, Yan Qing finally heard the voice she wanted to hear in the Breath-Resisting Pearl.
This voice came from within the sea of Weisheng Makeup.
It's tender and clear, like the voice of a three-year-old child, pure and flawless, yet truly innocent and spotless without a speck of dust.
"Why are you here?" It seemed to have been sleeping for a long time. When it woke up, the last word was a little lazy. It murmured cautiously: "You are not angry with me, are you? I was wrong. I didn't know what would happen when I entered the Wangsheng Temple and Lingxin Palace."
"Wait, little master, what's wrong with you!"
It suddenly raised its voice in a panic, its voice full of anxiety and worry.
It said: "My little master, your sea of consciousness, your sea of consciousness."
"Why are there so many nightmares in your sea of consciousness! Oh my god, they are almost completely occupying your body now. What's wrong with you?"
Wei Shengzhuang sat in the corner with her knees hugged. She had lost a lot of weight, and her lotus-pink dress was dragging on the ground. Her wrists and ankles were pale and lonely. When she heard the voice of the Spirit of Wangchuan, she seemed to slowly come back to life.
She looked at her hands and murmured, "My sea of consciousness is full of nightmares?"
The spirit of Wangchuan was frightened to death, and spoke faster: "Yes."
It was so anxious that it actually cried, with golden beans dropping non-stop: "How did you get entangled in a nightmare... Oh my God, I'm sorry, little master. I can't deal with it now, I can only stop them first."
Wei Shengzhuang hugged herself and leaned weakly against the corner of the snake cage. The next second, she felt a gentle and refreshing breeze blowing past her. The wind dried her tears, healed the bleeding wound in her heart, and temporarily stopped the nightmare that was baring fangs and claws in her consciousness.
Wei Shengzhuang opened her eyes, stared at her hands, and suddenly laughed out loud. The laughter was sad, ironic, but also a sudden realization.
She finally saw the cage that trapped her and made her suffer to the point of self-harm. It turned out that it was all nightmares.
Wei Shengzhuang whispered, "Dabai, what do you think nightmare is?"
Dabai was stunned, as if he had not expected that his little master would ask him this question.
It blew gently in her sea of consciousness, making her feel less painful.
Then he said, "My young master, nightmares are the evil thoughts of God. All evil thoughts come from desires. Just like the nightmare in your body, it is full of lust."
Wei Shengzhuang murmured, "Full of passion//desire?"
Dabai said: "Yes, if you ask me, the nightmare in your body is very strange. Although it has the breath of the old god, I feel that its body should be a new god, full of desire for a man that cannot be obtained."
There is the breath of the old gods, because Weisheng Nianyan relies on swallowing nightmares to practice.
There is the breath of a new god, because this is the desire of Weisheng Nianyan, who is in the God Transformation Stage, for Lan Xize.
Wei Shengzhuang pursed her lips and slowly raised her pale, fragile neck.
The confusion, pain, and loss that had been trapping her seemed to fade away in that instant.
She raised her hands very high, and looked at the remaining light in the cracks of the ceiling through her fingers. It was like someone who had stayed in a tomb without seeing the sun for a long time, and at this moment finally broke free from the mud.
Why is she willing to give up everything for a man who makes her so sad and become something else
It turns out to be a nightmare...
She had loved Lan Xize, loved him when he was shining in the sea of fireflies in the snowy plum forest. But after being disappointed again and again, she really didn't love him anymore.
She should continue her journey towards a brighter and freer world.
It turns out that all the sadness, irritability, madness and tears that followed were caused by nightmares.
Wei Shengzhuang hugged herself and laughed, and then slowly started crying at the end.
The spirit of Wangchuan was frightened. They had known each other since birth, and it had never seen its little master so sad.
When it heard her crying, it also started to cry: "Master, let's go out now and find the Wangchuan Ding."
"If I find it, I can collect and seal all the nightmares under the heavens!"
There were still tears on Wei Shengzhuang's face, but the corners of her lips were slightly raised: "Ah, it turned out to be called Wangchuan Ding... Do you remember it?"
The spirit of the Forgotten River said: "Yes, I remember it now."
In order to ensure that their hearts were pure and not entangled by karma, the nine gods and Buddhas pulled all the evil thoughts out of their bodies. The thing that stored them was the Hongmeng sacred object - Wangchuan Ding.