Wu Yuli laughed dumbly, and after a while, Fang said, "No, your brother has no parents."
No parents? Could it be that his brother really popped out of the cracks in the stone? Who is the corpse in the tomb of the gods? Qi Yin wanted to ask again, but Wu Yuli shook his head and said, "I don't have much time, Xiao Yin, one last thing. I can fulfill one of your wishes. Is there anything you want to do?"
"desire?"
"Yes, whatever you want. I can give you gold and silver jewelry to make you a rich man in the world. I can also teach you Wuluo's secret method to make you stronger than Fulan." Wu Yuli said, "Of course, you don't. It will dry up like a leaf withered, sucking blood for a living."
Stronger than Fu Lan? Qi Yin was a little flattered, "Can you ask why? It's so nice to me."
"This is my compensation to you."
compensate? He didn't do anything wrong to him, why should he make amends? Qi Yin suddenly remembered the selfishness he said, remembered his wailing in front of Bailu's nave, the gentleness on his face when he talked about Bailu, as if he was the most memorable and expected person in his life. Qi Yin understood something and stammered, "Are you going to do something to me?"
"Smart boy." Wu Yuli tilted his head to look at him, "Why do you need to ask more? Asking too much will only add to your grief. Anyway, it's okay to tell you. You should have guessed my purpose, it's very simple, it's resurrection. My god. I set up a spiritual formation on the four immortal mountains to draw away the spiritual energy of the world and change the fortune of the world. I sent you to the tomb just to see if my god is awake. Now things are half done, but It's halfway there—a body fit for my God."
"Am I that body?" Qi Yin's voice trembled.
Wu Yuli nodded and said, "When the time is right, I will come and take your body. You don't have to be too afraid, I will take some measures to let you die without pain."
"Uncle Shi, can you stop talking about such a terrible thing while smiling?" Qi Yin was horrified.
Wu Yuli's smile was apologetic, "Sorry, should I act more vicious?"
This terrifying man, Qi Yin felt a chill in his heart. He had the warmest smile in the world, but also the hardest heart in the world.
"If I make a wish to become stronger, wouldn't it be more difficult for you to do this?" Qi Yin asked.
"In fact, no matter how strong you become, for me, at most, it's just from an ant to a cat."
Qi Yin wanted to cry but had no tears. What crime did he do in his last life, how could he be so horribly involved
How did Wu Yuli come to take his body? Maybe they will stand on a hill each, with swords in their hands, and beat him until the sun and the moon are dark and the sky is dark. Well, with his virtue, it's not enough to put Wu Yuli between his teeth. At that time, his brother might stand with a knife and fight Wu Yuli in the dark.
Qi Yin said weakly, "So this is my wish in exchange for my life."
Wu Yuli said "um", "Have you made up your mind?"
"Then save Qi Lingshu," Qi Yin said. "He is about to die. My brother doesn't know his meridians, so I can't save him. But you are so good, you have thousands of years of ancestors, you must be wrong."
"What a kind child, you should think more about yourself. But, it's as you wish." Wu Yuli opened his palm, and a purple firefly butterfly flew out with its wings, and flew towards you. horizon. He looked at the Yingdie with his sleeves on his back, and said, "You will regret wasting your wish for an unimportant person, Xiaoyin."
"Is this all right?" Qi Yin asked.
Wu Yuli nodded and said yes, Qi Yin suddenly took out a dagger, cut his fingers, flicked his fingertips, and a crystal drop of blood flew towards Wu Yuli's eyebrows. Qi Yin quickly retreated, retreating two feet away in a row, hiding behind a large rock and peeking out. Wu Yuli lit the drop of blood between his eyebrows, as red as a flower, adding a bit of glamour to his beautiful face for no reason. After a long while, this fellow didn't look like he was going to lose his mind. He shook his head and said, "This won't kill me."
Awkward. Qi Yin stood up slowly, rubbed her hands together and smiled, "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, my hand slipped a bit, Shishu, I'll wipe it for you."
Suddenly, a piercing sword light flashed through the slanting stab. The bone cutting knife flew past Qi Yin's arm and went straight through Wu Yuli's heart. The dream shattered, and the red world melted in an instant, revealing the Twilight Garden under the night. Qi Yin turned back and saw Fu Lan standing deep in the path. His face was pale and expressionless, but Qi Yin could feel Sen Leng's murderous aura.
"Go away." Fu Lan said.
Wu Yuli's figure shattered in an instant, turning into clusters of purple butterflies, dissipating with the dream.
"Xiaoyin, go do what you want to do and meet the person you want to meet," he chuckled softly, "you don't have much time."
Over there, Fu Lan knelt down on one knee and spit out a mouthful of blood. Qi Yin was so terrified that he ran to his side to check his pulse. The pulse, which had been stable at first, became chaotic again, and Qi Yin's eyes were red, and she wanted to carry him back. But Fu Lan refused, pressed his shoulder and whispered, "Xiao Yin, I've thought about it."
"What did you think about? Brother, let's go back and lie down. Your injury isn't over yet."
Under the moonlight, Fu Lan's dark eyes were focused and deep, "You mortals divide liking into many kinds, liking parents is not the same as liking brothers, and brothers' liking is different from that of husband and wife. I can't always tell the difference, because in me Here, there is only one kind of liking, and that is to like Xiao Yin. I like you, Xiao Yin, my heart is not pounding, and I like you too."
At that moment, the moonlight murmured like water, wrapping them gently. Heaven and earth are like a huge water tank, they are two small fish at the bottom of the cold tank, looking at each other. Qi Yin's nose was sore, and she said, "I see, brother, let's go back."
Fu Lan's hands loosened and fell into Qi Yin's arms, fainting.
Empty Valley Building.
Yun Zhi sat cross-legged on the mat, leaning on Qi Lingshu's bed, staring at the dark room in a daze.
The elders of Kunlun and Zhonggu all gathered in the bright room, arguing in a low voice about what medicine to use. One time they said that they should use sorrel and honeysuckle to comb the meridians, and another time they said that they should use Tianshan snow lotus and old ginseng, and hang their lives first. Gu Gu Dudu for a long time, but no conclusion was reached. In fact, everyone knew in their hearts that this child could not be saved.
Yun Zhi opened the plain white bed tent and looked at the people inside. Qi Lingshu was lying in the white tent, looking lonely and thin, her eyebrows seemed to be transparent, and she couldn't see the color. Yun Zhi looked at it for a while, felt sad, and murmured: "Little Shishu, why did I have such a hard life, I sent my Shishu away, and I came to see you again. In my next life, I will be reborn as the youngest brother, and it's your turn to come. Take care of me. I'll lie down here and don't care about anything else, let you watch over me and feel sorry for me."
The person on the bed was still silent, he was discouraged, lowered his head, and nestled in the crook of his arms. He didn't see that a firefly butterfly flew into the house and perched between Qi Lingshu's eyebrows. The purple butterfly gave a light kiss, then fluttered its wings and flew up, a little purple fluorescent light sprinkled into the darkness, the body slowly faded, and gradually disappeared.
Qi Lingshu's delicate eyebrows were locked into deep ravines. No one noticed in the gloomy hut. His blood flow was accelerating, spiritual power was circulating at high speed in his body, and countless meridian wounds stretched out tentacle-like hairsprings, connecting together. Finally, it is restored to a complete meridian. The weak breathing gradually intensified, and the heartbeat became stable.
Yunzhi held his head, and the useless elders in the Mingjian were still muttering. He was upset and wanted to drive them away. When he looked up, he met a pair of silent eyes.
"The Empress Nuwa has appeared," Yun Zhi couldn't believe it, and murmured, "Am I dreaming?"
Qi Lingshu turned his face, just woke up, still confused, looking at him with a bewildered face.
Yun Zhi was so happy that he almost jumped up, touched his meridians with trembling hands, and injected spiritual power into his meridians. All healed, as if no injuries. He pinched himself, the pain was terrifying, it really wasn't a dream! His eyes were hot with joy, he shouted to the elders outside, and the elders rushed in. When he saw Qi Lingshu awake, he became dizzy with joy. Condition the meridians with white peony. Qi Lingshu gradually recovered, remembering that he seemed to have gone to the secret hall, and then fell into a coma. Raising his eyes, he saw Yun Zhi outside the crowd, the boy was wearing a pig's head mask on his face.
"..." Qi Lingshu said with difficulty, "What are you doing?"
"Didn't you say that you don't want to see me in this life or the next? I'll put on a mask to cover my face, so as not to make you angry again." Yun Zhi got in.
Qi Lingshu looked at the silly pig head mask in front of him, was silent for a while, leaned back on the pillow, and said lightly: "What's the difference, isn't it all you?"
"That's right." Yun Zhi took off his mask angrily.
Qi Lingshu closed his eyes and added coolly, "It's all pig heads."
Yun Zhi: "… "
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Qi Yin stood in front of Meng Qinghe's coffin with a face full of disbelief. The quiet and gentle man was wearing a thong, sleeping in that small world, surrounded by a reed tent with thin bamboo poles, shadows covering his plain white cheeks. Qi Yin rubbed his eyes, almost suspecting that he was dreaming. He clearly remembered that Wu Yuli cheated on his corpse, and was later stabbed through the chest by Fu Lan, turning into many butterflies and flying away, but his corpse was clearly in front of him.
Qing Shi and Yun Zhi stood side by side on the side, with their sleeves on their sleeves and a sad look on their faces.
"What's going on?" Ye Qingming asked Qi Yin, "Little nephew, didn't you say he's a butterfly spirit? Are you confused? Although my sissy senior brother is beautiful, our senior brother is always in the dark. Compared with more than ten years, he has no demonic energy at all!"
"I didn't say he was a butterfly spirit! I mean he turned into a butterfly and flew away!" Qi Yin got angry, thought for a long time, then a flash of inspiration, "I understand, it's an illusion! I thought the illusion pushed me away. When I went out the door, I saw the battle of Tianshen started, but it wasn't, the illusion started when I saw him deceive his corpse."
"So what do you mean, that old monster made up an illusion, pretended to be a sissy, and talked to you?" Ye Qingming asked.
Qi Yin hesitated, and said, "Well, I think... Qing and Shishu are really him. The way they talk and act is exactly the same, it's not like they are two different people."
"What happened to the corpse? Look, he's dead!" Ye Qingming patted the coffin.
Qi Yin didn't speak, just stared at the corpse in the coffin in a daze. Meng Qinghe has stayed in Feng for so many years, and Feng Huanshan really can't accept that he is the great witch who kills without blinking an eye. Ye Qingming wanted to say something, but Qing Shi stopped him and pulled him out. The room fell silent, and the light and shadow stagnated on Meng Qinghe's beautiful eyebrows.
The corpse was lying here, but Wu Yuli was still alive.