The wind blew softly and the leaves rustled.
The guardian spirits of the back mountain moved their unmanned bodies rigidly, their torn clothes fluttered around, and there was a scene of a group of demons dancing wildly.
The entrance to the unattended mausoleum is overgrown with weeds, and pieces of wet moss grow on the bluestone steps extending underground. The stele at the entrance is covered by weeds. Due to wind and rain erosion, the writing on it has become a little blurred. clear.
Su Tan stood in front of the stele, her bloody red clothes stained with a little moisture, the golden tin between her brows folded a subtle light, she quietly stared at the dilapidated stele, looked at it for a long time, and finally leaned down slowly, her slender snow-white fingers Little by little, the mud and moss on the stele was wiped off to reveal the writing on the stele.
"It is clear that your disciple is three thousand."
Su Chuan's voice was shallow, mixed in the wind, "How come, at the end, there is not even a grave sweeper left."
The handwriting on the stele is blurry, and it is so old that it is impossible to read what was written.
Su Chuan watched quietly for a long time, and finally sighed softly. She leaned in front of a tree with lush green trees and misty mountains. She took out a bone flute from her sleeve.
The whole body of the bone flute is crystal clear, like white jade, with a red knot at the end of the flute, Su Tan lowered his eyes, put the flute across his lips, and played it gently.
The girl in red leaning against the green tree and playing the flute was bright and wanton, but the sound of the flute was filled with inexplicable sadness.
The sound of the flute was low and soft, but without the slightest bit of magic, with shallow thoughts, it slowly spread out, mixed in the mountain wind, and drifted far away.
With the sound of the flute, the numb wake-up puppets slowly moved their stiff bodies, cut down trees and weeds, and cleared the stone steps. In the melodious and sad sound of the flute, they slowly moved the tomb of the person who should guard the soul. A little clean up.
One song.
Su Ran put down his flute and looked at the newly renovated tomb, but he was not happy.
She paused, as if thinking about something, for a while.
"I saw your disciple today, very similar to you."
"Lost Deer brought her here. At first, I thought it was you who came back."
"But Bai Guai didn't respond."
Su Chuan looked at the bone flute in his hand, his eyes unpredictable.
"... Anyway."
Su Chuan put away the flute and took out the sandalwood box in his sleeve. After opening it, half a sheepskin map was quietly inside.
It is half a map to go to Evil Spirit Mountain.
After a while, she let out a low laugh, closed the box, walked to the broken tombstone, and stroked the writing on the tombstone with her long fingers. The inscribed sentences, word by word, seem to be engraved into the heart.
"—The soul of the soul is unparalleled, and I don't know where to go."
Use the soul that can suppress millions of evil spirits to redeem the mistakes you have made. So, was it so peaceful to be able to leave in the first place
- Going back to God does not know.
"I don't know where you went." The girl's long eyelashes trembled slightly, "But I always know how to get you back."
Her voice became a little misty, and her voice murmured softly, "If I take away the soul... and release the million evil spirits, you will come back, right?"
"You're so kind." Her voice gradually became lower, "How could you bear to see me ruining the lives of the people, and the people's lives would be difficult."
"I'm so bad."
"So come back... kill me."
-I miss you.
-no matter what.
- Come back.
= =
Xia Ge felt contentedly feeling the cool taste of the mint candy melting on the tip of his tongue, only to feel that his dizzy mind was much clearer.
Mao Qing glanced at Xia Ge, and tapped Huo Bai with her elbow, "Anything else?"
Huo Bai endured: "No more!"
Mao Qing: "You lie! I just saw several pieces! Why are you so stingy?"
Huo Bai: "..."
In the end, Huo Bai gave the sugar to Mao Qing in frustration.
Mao Qing was biting the candy, in a good mood, her attitude changed in a second, "Huo Bai, you are such a good person."
Xia Ge, who was chewing candy, let out a "poof" laugh.
This nice guy made it.
"I'll invite you to eat next time." Xia Ge said to Huo Bai with a smile, "Thank you."
Huo Bai tried to make his last struggle, "No, it's not mine."
Mao Qing blinked, "I understand it all" on her face, "Oh, we all know it's not yours, a man can't eat candy hee hee hee."
Huo Bai's face turned red again. He was about to argue about something when he suddenly heard the serious voice of the inner disciple of Danfeng on the stage, "Start lighting the furnace!"
The game is about to start.
With the mint candies to refresh, although the physical condition is very bad, but it can still hold on a little, Xia Ge bit the candy, stabilized his mind, lit the stove according to the steps, and finally checked the medicinal materials.
Although Huo Bai was holding back his breath, he didn't argue any further. After lighting the stove, he didn't know whether it was because of his disgraceful mentality after being robbed of candy. He glanced at the side with loose hair. Xia Wuyin.
The boy's black clothes were so tattered that he couldn't see his true colors, his soft black hair was draped over his shoulders, and he didn't have the red hair band that Danfeng had to tie. It looked a little messy. Huo Bai frowned slightly, because he didn't know if it was Illusion, he vaguely smelled the bloody smell from the other party.
The other party was frowning and counting the medicinal materials. When Huo Bai just wanted to withdraw his eyes and prepare to make pills, the black-haired boy seemed to realize that something was wrong. He scratched his head and put a piece of silver wire carbon on the small scale. The orange flames inside made his pale face a false ruddy, but Huo Bai saw the blood-red smeared clothes that were broken by the folds of the black clothes after he turned to his side.
Stained red with blood, disguised clothes.
Huo Bai's pupils shrank slightly, and he looked at the boy's face subconsciously. The boy named Xia Wuyin had finished weighing the silver charcoal, chewed the sugar, tilted his head, and seemed to be thinking about something. Reflecting on his pale cheeks, in the pair of eyes reflecting the flame of the pill furnace, there is distress and thinking, but there is no trace of pain and the strangeness that should be there.
He's bleeding.
- Don't you feel it
The bloody smell seemed to be heavier.
Seemingly aware of his unmoved gaze, the young man with loose hair looked up at him after weighing the silver wire, just in time to meet his strange gaze. He blinked and touched his face, there was some confusion in his eyes, as if he was very confused as to why Huo Bai was staring at him.
"Brother Huo, don't look at it! Don't worry! Thanks to a candy, I will definitely invite you to dinner after the game! Don't worry!"
Huo Bai: "..."
Huo Bai turned his face back in embarrassment.
Who wants to invite you to dinner? !
Does this person have anything to do with him dying of blood loss? !
Who knew that before he turned back for half a minute, he heard Mao Qing's voice, "When I get the chief, I will invite you to dinner, your candy is delicious!"
Huo Bai: "..."
They said it wasn't Lao Tzu's candy!
Be careful to kill you again!
The voice of the inner disciple on the stage was clear, "Okay! Ready to end! Start now!"
Game start!
In an instant, the entire Dan training ground was in full swing, and everyone began to throw the medicinal materials into the stove.
On the stage to the east, Chu Yao held the sword and frowned slightly.
Xiaoqing can see clearly from the side, her eldest lady has been staring at the black-clothed boy who suddenly appeared.
She couldn't help but said, "Miss... Are you looking at the person named Xia Wuyin?"
Since the appearance of the young man named Xia Wuyin, the young lady has been staring at the present. Is there anything special about him
The girl in the blue and white sword coat pursed her lips and said, "Yeah," with a faint light in her light brown pupils. After a while, she suddenly said, "He shouldn't be here."
he? who? ... Xia Wuyin
Xiaoqing pondered for a while, "You mean...he doesn't have the talent for alchemy?"
Chu Yao was a little impatient, "Who knows if he has that talent."
Xiaoqing was at a loss: "Then..."
Chu Yao paused, "His eyes are not suitable."
Xiaoqing: "???"
Chu Yao didn't explain any further, but couldn't help recalling the scene of the last encounter.
It was expected that she was cheated, and the name Xia Ge was probably swaying her at that time.
But this is not what Chu Yao thought.
In the last confrontation, when Xia Wuyin rescued the child, in addition to anger, there was compassion in his eyes.
Because of compassion, they are angry at injustice, and because of compassion, they fight for the weak.
Chu Yao held the sword and looked in the direction of the black-haired boy, her light brown eyes sank.
Even if he wanted to.
- He is also destined not to live his whole life in the pill furnace and gunpowder.
Conquest for the sake of compassion in his heart is the path he will take in the future.
Xia Ge, who had no idea that others had imagined him as a superhero, slowly followed the steps, taking the time to throw the herbs in in the same order.
Huo Bai next to him was very casual, and he casually threw medicinal materials into the pill furnace, as if he had no awareness of the competition at all. On the other side, Mao Qing was staring at the stove, her beautiful big eyes almost popping out, and there was cold sweat on her forehead, she was extremely nervous.
Xia Ge looked interesting, and while throwing the herbs, he couldn't help but complain to the system, "Hey, you see they are two extremes, it's really fun."
System: "... Please be more serious, thank you."
"Little puppet, why don't you support me?" Xia Ge giggled, but paused slightly. The mint in her mouth had already been chewed and swallowed, and the tip of her tongue still had that cool feeling, but it was already there. Couldn't resist the faint dizziness.
The system perfunctory: "Oh, yes, it's extreme, it's amazing, it's really fun."
Xia Ge: "... Forget it, shut up."
The dizziness is getting heavier and heavier, and the concept of time seems to be blurred.
Xia Ge's movements were a little sluggish, she thought for a while, "Little puppet."
System: "Huh?"
"Can you give me that kind of second-sounding sound, the kind of Didi?" Xia Ge finished throwing the herbs and propped up the table with one hand, feeling that everything in front of him seemed to be a shadow clone. , not arrogant.
System: "… Yes."
The sound of the "drip" of the second hand resounded in his ears, followed by a beep every second, Xia Ge returned to his senses, pinched the time, and picked up the already weighed glazed wood, his hands trembling slightly.
"drop."
"drop."
It takes a five-second pause... that's almost it.
Xia Ge just threw the glazed wood into the stove, and it was black again in front of her. She grabbed the corner of the table and put the sharp corner of the table against her palm, feeling the stimulation of the slight pain. After a while, she felt As if someone was looking at her, she raised her head subconsciously.
My mind is still circling, the next material is half a minute...
Half a minute, thirty tones.
"drop-"
"Drip..."
So who was watching her just now
Is Ye Ze...
Xia Ge saw Gu Peijiu, dressed in Danfeng plain clothes, sitting quietly on the platform in the north. Ye Ze stared at her next to the girl, and seemed to realize that she was in a wrong state, and her eyes were vaguely anxious.
Xia Ge smiled at him.
- Don't worry, I will win.
Turning her eyes to the side, Gu Peijiu's long black hair was tied up by a red headband. She seemed to be looking in her direction, but she didn't.
… eldest sister.
Although the distance is far away, the other party may not be really looking at her, but Xia Ge felt that she seemed to see that person's eyes.
When she thought so, those dark eyes seemed to belong to her alone.
The light inside is quiet and gentle.