Xie Bian turned a deaf ear, walked straight through Fan Wuxi, walked to the wall, and gently stroked those mottled scratches with his fingers, one after another, as if cutting on his heart. He turned back to look at the overgrown grass in front of him, imagining the beautiful scene of hundreds of flowers blooming in this orchid garden a hundred years ago, as well as the happy figures, one big and one small, shuttling between the flower beds.
Who doesn't miss the past and can't go back.
Xie Bian slowly lowered his hands, and said in a deep voice, "Let's go."
"Brother, if you wish, we can rebuild the Wuji Palace."
"Is there anything in the Promise Palace worth my nostalgia?" Xie Bian asked rhetorically.
"..."
"My home is the place where there is a master, even in the underworld." Jie Bian said calmly, "Now there is no more."
"Brother..."
"Let's go." Xie Bian turned around without hesitation, no longer looking at the condensation of those centuries-old memories, and stood up with his sword.
Fan Wuxi glanced at Lan Yuan thoughtfully, and followed.
It was a long way to Shushan, and they were looking for a place to rest on the way. Fan Wuxi chose a familiar place—Gutuo Town.
Jie Bian suddenly became angry from his heart: "What do you want to do, what is this memory worth recalling?"
"Because you've been running away, and you don't admit that I'm Xiaojiu, I'll keep you thinking about it." Fan Wuxi stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Jie Bian with gentle yet strong eyes, "Here, We almost died at the hands of Chen Xingyong, you missed the Flood Dragon Meeting, you will never forget."
"So what if I remember."
"I want you to remember how much you care about me, you don't even have to die to save me."
Xie Bian's eyes were cold: "What face do you have to mention this?"
"As far as I am concerned, even though I almost died that day, I still remember and miss it all the time for more than a hundred years, because I know that you did not hesitate to save me on that day, completely disregarding your own safety It must be true." Fan Wuzhen's eyes were full of sadness, "During the ten years I wandered in Kyushu, every time I encountered danger and was about to fail, I always thought of you at that time. I think you were at that age. So young, facing so many high-ranking monks alone, and suffering such serious injuries, but protected me well. You must care about me and love me very much. You have always been sincere to me, but then you became Yes. Now I understand that you have never changed, only you are the truest and best person in the world, and you have never changed. "
Xie Bian silently looked at the quiet and quaint town in front of him. It couldn't look like he remembered it at all, but he still recalled many fragments and pictures of those years, and Fan Wuxi's words were heart-warming. Of course he cared, that was his most beloved younger brother, the determination to risk his life to save Xiaojiu never disappeared, nor was it forgotten, it was just suppressed in the deepest part of his heart, as if it was something that could never be forgotten. Never dare to touch the thunder and fire stone weighing more than 100 kg.
However, he no longer wanted to admit it, nor could he ignore those memories. Fan Wuxi took him time to recall the past, which had completely disturbed his heart.
Xie Bian didn't want to spend the night in Gutuo Town, but there were no other towns nearby, and they had to stay because they had to go on their way tomorrow.
Unsurprisingly, Xie Bian suffered from insomnia that night. He was lying on the bed, staring at the bed curtain with his eyes open, while Fan Wuxi was sitting in a chair beside him, sleeping lightly with his eyes closed. Fan Wuxi refused to open two guest rooms, saying that he would be protected at all times from Jiang Qulian's sneak attack. This excuse was irrefutable, so there was only one bed and one under the bed.
Jie Bian couldn't sleep, so he turned sideways and stared at Fan Wushi by the moonlight. He breathed lightly, and at the same time, his spiritual power was slowly circulating in his body. While practicing, he could also achieve the purpose of rest. It really looks like a painting.
Xie Bian thought a lot, but those thoughts were messy and had no real content. They were more fragments and details of past memories, but it was these hard-to-connect, piece-by-piece sounds and pictures that made him feel at this moment. At this moment, he temporarily forgot about his hatred and pain, and simply looked at Fan Wuxi, sighing at his extraordinary appearance. He fell asleep in this long-lost peace—
The next afternoon, the two came to Shushan.
Lanxi Town, which used to be very lively, has now become deserted and deserted. There are very few visitors from other places. Even the Taoist priests in Tsing Yi who used to fill the streets are much less. Today's Lanxi Town is just like the famous city a hundred years ago. With the decline of the No. 1 sect in the world, the towns that were born on its back will naturally fall silent.
The two disguised themselves a little, had a quick meal, and when it was completely dark, they went to the Temple of the City God.
The vicious ghosts and evil spirits released from Fengdu have spread to all parts of Kyushu. Originally, Shushan is a place with outstanding people and strong yang energy, so no evil spirits dare to approach it easily, and there are tens of thousands of monks living here, and they come here just to seek death. But these evil spirits are nothing to worry about. They are not close to Lanxi Town, but they are causing chaos in the outskirts of the city and in the mountains and forests. In just one month, three villagers have been killed, which was unimaginable in the past.
Therefore, during this period of time, the incense in the Town God's Temple was extremely prosperous, and the worshipers did not gradually disperse until dark.
After everyone left, the two of them entered the Town God's Temple, Xie Bian closed the door with a wave of his hand, holding Infinity Bi in his hand, people and things that cannot be seen in the world of living people appeared in front of his eyes.
"Oh, little white master!" Sun Xiazhen, the city god of Shushan, used to be an elder of the Wuliang sect. This person is as addicted to alcohol as Zhong Kui, so he has a good friendship.
Xie Bian cupped his hands: "Elder Sun, long time no see."
"Why do you..." Sun Xia really realized something immediately, he looked at Fan Wuxi who was at the side, his eyes suddenly became frightened, "Could it be, he, he is..."
Fan Wuxi took off his hat and looked at Sun Xiazhen expressionlessly.
When Zong Tianzi, Sun Xiazhen was only a low-level disciple of the Wuliang Sect. He didn't even have the chance to participate in the battle against the Demon Lord, but the fear of the Demon Lord was branded on the people of Zong Tianzi's era. It can't be washed off, no wonder he is afraid.
"Elder Sun, don't be nervous, he... he also has to deal with Jiang Qulian. In fact, we are here today to ask for something."
"Master Xiaobai." Sun Xia really sighed heavily, tears filled her eyes, "What the hell has happened all these years? This world, why is this world in chaos?"
Xie Bian said in a deep voice: "It's a long story, I believe Elder Sun has heard a lot of it."
Sun Xia really wiped her face: "The Celestial Master is gone, the Demon Zun was born, and now even the Underworld has changed hands. The more I listen, the more confused I become, and I don't know what to do."
"After the Hungry Ghost Festival, what impact will the Town God's Temple have?" Xie Bian had a dull pain in his eyes, not only Sun Xiazhen, he also had a lot of confusion about his two lives, about the world of ghosts, about people, he He is the witness and witness of all this, but he still can't see through it.
Sun Xiazhen sighed again: "There are too many souls to be recruited, the dark general will not come, and the errands will not be sent, and the Wuliang Sect is very turbulent, so I can't take care of these, just relying on these errants in my hands, I am too busy." But come on, it’s the people around who are suffering.”
"I am impermanent, but I can't do my duty at this time..." Xie Bian said sadly, "I hope that Elder Sun will last for a while, and I will definitely take back Hades."
"What's going on in Hades at this time? Has the Red King really seized power?"
"Um."
"Then, what about Dijun? With such a big commotion, how could Dijun not leave the customs?"
"The emperor was seriously injured that year, and he has been cultivating for a hundred years. It's not that he doesn't want to leave the customs, but he can't."
"What about the ghost emperor?"
"The ghost emperors of the five directions are unwilling to intervene in the affairs of the underworld. This matter is very complicated."
Sun Xia really seemed to understand a little bit: "Then where is Mr. Cui now?"
"In Jiang Qulian's hands." Xie Bian looked into Sun Xiazhen's eyes and said earnestly, "Elder Sun, we need your help, we must sneak back to the underworld to save people."
Sun Xiazhen nodded: "Master Xiaobai, I understand, if this continues, the world will be in chaos, and it is up to you to save the world of ghosts." He glanced quietly at Fan Wuxi, still a little shy, "After three days , On the night of the full moon, when the yin energy is at its heaviest, on that day, we will work together to open the gate of hell and send you back to the underworld."
"Thank you Elder Sun."
"However, after all, I don't have the skill of the Red King. I don't know where the torn hole will be in Jiuyou. It may be in the barren mountains and deep streams, it may be poisonous miasma, or it may encounter countless ominous ghosts. Evil spirits. Moreover, Nine Nether is so big, if there is a hundred and eight thousand miles away from Hades, you may not be able to find Hades, in short, this trip is full of dangers, you must be careful."
"Don't worry, I..."
"I'm here." Fan Wuzhen's voice was flat and quiet, but there was a heavy strength of his own, "I will protect him well."
Sun Xiazhen subconsciously wiped away the sweat that didn't exist on her forehead: "That's good, that's good."
"Then, let's wait for the night of the full moon." Xie Bian asked again, "Elder Sun, what's going on inside the Wuliang Sect."
Sun Xiazhen's face suddenly became sad: "When is the time, Li Zhiqing is still thinking about being the head of the family, and he doesn't even look at his own qualifications, can he support the family business!"
The answer was as expected, Xie Bian decided to go up the mountain tomorrow to have a look.