"died?"
Lin Suci wouldn't say anything surprised.
"right."
Yan Boshen "touched" a Ling Ling from his sleeve and handed it to Lin Suci.
Lin Suci hesitated, and burst into a spirit. Lingling did not respond. He paused, re-entered a demon energy, and unlocked the spirit order.
In the spirit order, the voice of Qilan flowed.
His voice was cold, and there was nothing one after another. He gave Lin Suci a word about Lin Bugui that he knew.
"At the beginning, I didn't want you to have too much contact with the person surnamed Lin, but you are already rooted in the demon world. I thought I would be disconnected from now on. I didn't tell you earlier, but I made a mistake."
"Lin Bugui has been dead for a thousand years, just when he failed to overcome the Tribulation."
A thousand years ago, Lin Bugui was the most eye-catching genius monk on the cultivation continent at that time. By virtue of his extremely high talent, he spent less than half of his time in other people's cultivation, hundreds of times more than others. At the age of sixty, the pill is formed, but the baby is under the age of two hundred. After that, the journey went smoothly, but at a thousand years old, he stepped into the realm of profound and profound, and he could usher in his tribulation period at any time.
Lin Bugui didn't seem to care about everything except his cultivation base. He had no relatives or friends, no dual cultivators, and even his subordinates were the Lin family.
It can be said that he is a pure monk with only Dao heart and no distracting thoughts.
When he ushered in his tribulation period, he methodically arranged all the worlds, and quietly waited for the ascent.
Everyone in the cultivation world said that Lin Bugui might be the only ascended monk they could see.
It can be said that the entire cultivation world was excited for Lin Bugui's ascension, and everyone was paying attention to Lin Bugui's ascension.
No one knows why Lin Bugui's ascension failed.
Not only did he fail, but Lin Bugui went back to the Lin family and went into seclusion for three hundred years. During the three hundred years, everything about him lost his existence, as if he had no longer existed.
It wasn't until three hundred years later that Lin Bugui "appeared" again to let everyone know that he was alive and well. Still in Lin's house.
That's enough. A living tribulation period power is better than anything else.
Maybe it's soaring than him, and it's more exciting.
But almost no one knew that Lin Bugui was dead.
It took Qilan hundreds of years to learn the truth.
When this matter was truly certain, it was the time when Lin Bugui brought Lin Suci to Fengjin Realm, so that Lin Suci absorbed Qilan's spiritual energy and blood and transformed into a cat.
No matter how, Qi Lan was a great demon who had lived for more than a thousand years. It was not a time or two to meet Lin Bugui. It was easy to find a clue from Lin Bugui's changes.
Especially when Lin Bugui was carrying Lin Suci's spiritual sense, Qi Lan had a guess.
When Lin Suci saw him that day, there was a deep and decadent breath of death on his body, more like the suffocation of flowers withered and turned into mud.
Qi Lan had never heard of that special rancid smell, and he didn't even think of Lin Bugui for the first time.
After all, Lin Bugui didn't have any signs, and he shouldn't have appeared in the demon world.
This is not compliant.
It's just obvious that Lin Bugui is not a ruler now.
As the strongest person in the human world, he has no signs at all. He quietly appeared in the demon world, and even appeared next to the cubs of Qilan's family. He also concealed everything from everyone. I don't know how long he has been squatting secretly. Nothing has been done to Lin Suci.
Qi Lan lived freely for more than a thousand years, and this was the first time he felt worried. Knowing that Lin Bugui could be regarded as Lin Suci's other father, he just felt that, no, the child would suffer in Lin Bugui's hands.
Maybe it was because of his vigilance hidden in the bones of Lin Bugui.
"Now it is obvious that he has been hiding by your side, and has "fucked" your memory. It is also possible that you have been sealed with words and everything that caused you to meet him will not exist."
This kind of speech made Lin Suci feel cold all over.
"... If you look at it this way, Lin Bugui and I have been in contact for a long time, might they still be happy? And I don't know yet?"
Yan Bai nodded deeply: "It looks like this is right now."
It has been a month since Qi Lan discovered the breath of the dead spirit, so no one knows how long it will take before Qi Lan discovers it.
After all, the meeting between Lin Suci and Qi Lan was purely random. Sometimes I see it every day, sometimes I don't see it every two or three months.
Before that, they hadn't seen each other for more than two months.
According to this time, the longest contact between Lin Bugui and Lin Suci has been more than three months.
Yan Baishen's complexion was not very good.
For three months, he could not detect the pillow beside Lin Suci...
Even if he died for a thousand years, Lin Bugui was still the emperor of the world, capable of overcoming catastrophes.
If in that small world, Lin Suci only had a vague concept of Lin Bugui's strength, then now he also has a little concept of Lin Bugui's obsession.
He didn't understand why Lin Bugui focused on him
Just because he was born because of Lin Bugui
Then he can continue to find a few children by himself! He is better than him and more sensible than him.
"What should I do?" Lin Suci was blank, "I can't find him anywhere."
Qilan’s words came from the Lingling: "Lin Bugui, an old man who has died for a thousand years, is not to be underestimated. He can do the best he wants to do. Don’t talk about you, even I can’t Find him while he is hiding."
Yan Boshen nodded stiffly: "It is true. His strength is unpredictable."
Even after a thousand years of death, in front of them, there is still an absolute overwhelming "sex".
"First of all, we must figure out what he wants."
Qi Lan's words were cold: "Knowing his desires can help him find him."
What does Lin Bugui want
Lin Suci hesitated for a long time, stammering: "... Although it seems strange, I think he wants to take me away."
"This is just one." Yan Baishen said, "If he wants to take you away, he can do it easily."
Qi Lan's voice said: "He only needs a medium to get you away. But he doesn't. He has been lurking by your side. There must be other plots."
Lin Suci really couldn't pry into Lin Bugui's thoughts, and couldn't think of how he stayed in the demon world, stayed beside him, and what other intentions he had.
"Baby," Qi Lan paused, and said, "If you don't move, as usual, he will always appear in front of you."
Lin Suci cautiously put forward: "But even if he comes, I don't know."
Yan Baishen added: "As long as I put a coffin on him, that person will not "show" his face."
"Um..." Qi Lan said "groan" in a deep breath, sighed, and said slowly, "Well, I'll come to you."
Ever since Qi Lan returned to Unshak Mountain City, she has always been too lazy to move.
It has been three or four years so far, and he has also been to Sifangmen twice.
This is the third time.
"Wait, it's better for me and him to find you." Yan Boshen interrupted Qi Lan, "Your goal is too big, he will definitely know."
This is true.
Qi Lan hesitated: "Okay, then come on, I'll wait for you in the library."
On the second day, as usual, Yan Boshen sent Lin Suci to Busha Mountain City. When they arrived at the gate of the mountain, Yan Baishen handed Lin Suci a scale.
Lin Suci was also worried, went to the library, opened the door, and saw Qilan.
Turning his back to Lin Suci, he was flipping through a book on his hand, and heard the movement behind him, without raising his head: "Here?"
"Ok… "
Lin Suci slowly walked behind him.
"How many books have you read here."
Qi Lan asked an irrelevant question.
Lin Suci made the final calculations carefully, and said a number that shocked him: "... I actually watched so much!"
Qi Lan glanced at him: "Did you find what you want?"
Lin Suci still couldn't react at first, and suddenly remembered the reason why he came here to read.
"… no."
He hesitated: "Isn't this the history of the demon world?"
"It's not just the Demon Realm. Have you seen so much and haven't found it yet?" Qi Lan handed the book in his hand to Lin Suci.
"The book contained here is not just the history of the demon world."
Qi Lan smiled at an unknown meaning: "What's more, the person named Yan in your family..."
He was halfway through the conversation, and the conversation turned around: "How is your demon spirit now?"
Lin Suci almost choked on his big turn.
He stared at Qilan helplessly and sighed: "... It's okay."
It is really difficult to hear about Yan Baishen from Qi Lan's mouth in advance.
It was even harder than Yan Boshen took the initiative to tell him the feeling.
Qi Lan stretched out her hand and "touched" Lin Suci's bone, and then "groaned".
After a while, he took out a black "color" spirit bead the size of a dove egg from his sleeve and aimed it at the heart of Lin Suci's chest.
"Now your body can barely bear it... Baby, it may hurt a bit next time, hold it back."
With the sound of holding back, Qi Lan's hand slammed hard.
"Well!"
Lin Suci's chest was just as if he was torn apart abruptly, his breathing was so painful that he almost thought he was going to die for a moment.
But this is just the beginning.
Qi Lan's hand steadily pressed the black "color" spirit bead, and through the epidermis of the skin, a little bit, from the outside to the inside, pressed into Lin Suci's body abruptly.
Lin Suci was so dizzy with pain, he gritted his teeth, sweat dripping from his head, soaking his collar.
It hurts…
Lin Suci's head is full of this idea.
I don't know how long it took, Qi Lan breathed a sigh of relief: "... Alright."
With his hand pressed against Lin Suci's chest, he carried a demon spirit and began to repair the big hole in front of Lin Suci's heart.
Lin Suci trembled with pain, was helped by Qi Lan and sat down on the ground. After a long time, she wiped off the sweat from her head, and asked hoarsely, "What is this...?"
"Good stuff." Qi Lan didn't say directly, but only sold it. "When you use it, you will know it, but now..."
Qi Lan stretched out her hand and pressed a button on Lin Suci's forehead, and whispered: "You can't remember this."
"No matter who asks, you don't know."
Lin Suci's eyes have a circle of black "colors" gradually appearing and concealing in them.
After a while, Lin Suci recovered and found herself sitting on the ground in surprise.
"What's wrong with me?"
Qi Lan read the book with her back to him, and slowly said, "You are too tired."
Lin Suci felt that this statement made him inexplicably unconvincing, but he didn't know why, but he accepted it.
"That's it..." Lin Suci patted the ashes on his clothes and stood up.
"What should I do next?"
Qi Lan looked at Lin Suci quietly with a pair of eyes, and smiled slightly: "You don't have to do anything, just wait for him to find you."
"That's it?" Lin Suci was taken aback and hesitated, "but I'm afraid I can't remember, what should I do if an accident happens?"
Qi Lan said, "Then do what you want. Don't worry, nothing will happen."
Perhaps it was an elder, perhaps because of his strength, Lin Suci was still willing to accept what Qi Lan said. When he came out to find Yan Boshen, he babbled what Qi Lan said to Yan Boshen.
But Yan Baishen's expression was a little abnormal, and when he looked at him, he vaguely pityed.
"how do you want to do it?"
On the way back, Yan Boshen took Lin Suci's hand and walked slowly while asking him softly.
Lin Suci hesitated: "I am actually a little scared about who Lin Bugui is."
"Let's either move out or avoid it, so it will be obvious if he comes to me."
"Okay," Yan Baishen agreed, "then pack up what should be done by the way, and let's live there."
Just do it.
Yan Baishen left first and went to the cave mansion to clean up, while Lin Suci went straight back to the house on the hillside and began to make all sorts of things.
He installed a lot of things. Some can be put in mustard seeds, some cannot. Not long after, I packed up a big bag.
Lin Suci also knelt on the ground and opened a drawer.
In the drawer are some souvenirs stuffed by the little demon cubs before.
There was a feather "hair", which was smooth and beautiful. Lin Suci slipped it into his sleeve and hugged a bunch of red berries and cat grass in his hand.
Moving must look like moving, without holding anything in your hands, always feeling empty.
Lin Suci held a bunch of food, and happily closed the door with her backhand.
"Little Master, where are you going?"
Not far away, the voice of a child and a half came.
Lin Suci was shocked.
He slowly turned his head and saw a little boy.
The child with a single bun looks only seven or eight years old, dressed in the outer disciple's black clothes, holding a little snowman in his hands, and looking at him with his head tilted.
Lin Suci hesitated for a while: "... Xiaoxun?"
Xiaoxun's "Lu" made a smiling face: "What's wrong with Uncle Xiao, the "color" doesn't look good when I look at it?"
Lin Suci's hands holding the red berries and cat grass shook slightly.
What should he say, if he couldn't see the skin of the child in his eyes, all of which were corpse spots, his face might be better.
The half-year-old child, named Xiao Xun, had two groups of ghost fires in his hollow eyes, faintly glowing with green light, staring at him motionless.