"There is a very weak light on Liang Yanbei's body." Liang Shuhong said, "All conscious monsters dare not approach easily. As long as I get a little closer, I will feel chest tightness and shortness of breath, and want to escape."
"Could it be that he is wearing some kind of magic weapon that has been enlightened and is more powerful?" Wen Chan put forward a more reasonable explanation.
But in fact, he himself didn't believe this kind of statement. When he was in May Island, all those monsters knew Liang Yanbei. Obviously, Liang Yanbei's identity was not as simple as it appeared on the surface.
Recalling that when he was assassinated earlier, he saw a pair of Liang Yanbei who also had strange-colored eyes. At that time, he also wondered whether Liang Yanbei was a monster, but he couldn't see the slightest clue when getting along these days , there is really nothing to doubt.
"He doesn't have it, but you have it." He said suddenly.
"On me?" Wen Chan was confused, "What's on me?"
Liang Shuhong moved his gaze down and landed on Wen Chan's left ankle, "Your Highness, there is light on your feet. When the two women rushed towards you just now, they were bounced off by the light from your feet."
Wen Chan subconsciously touched his ankle, and when he pressed it through the thick boots, he felt something hard on the ankle. He suddenly remembered that there were two copper plate bracelets that Liang Yanbei gave him earlier on his left foot.
"This is what Liang Yanbei gave me. Two copper plates strung together with a rope. They look old and old. They shouldn't be magic weapons, right?" Wen Chan couldn't believe it.
"It's a very powerful thing." Liang Shuhong said, "The reason why I can't get too close to you is because of it, but I don't know if it can stop the monsters in this temple."
Wen Chan felt a burst of surprise in his heart, he didn't expect Liang Yanbei to give him such a powerful thing, luckily he wore it on his body.
"Why are you here? Won't the monster attack you?"
"I have been living here since I ate the fruit. In order to prevent the people in the capital from being killed by the monsters here, I cut off the incense in the temple and drove back all the people who came to offer incense." He said , "That monster wants me to submit to him, but I don't submit, and he seems to be unable to do anything to me."
"Then do you know what kind of monster it is?" Wen Chan asked.
"It's a monster turned into a monster." He explained, "There are generally two types of monsters, one is a monster turned into a monster, and the other is a monster turned into a monster. The monster turned into a monster is much stronger and easier to cultivate. Bloodlines can be passed on, but spirits and monsters cannot, there are many types of them, just like a tree, if it is contaminated with evil energy and cultivated for hundreds of thousands of years, it will also turn into a demon."
"I have fought against that monster twice. Although I am no match for it in strength, I can feel a rancid smell on his body, so I guess he is not a beast monster."
"You can't beat him?" Wen Chan thought for a while and said, "Then are you sure you can get out of this temple?"
"To tell the truth." Liang Shuhong glanced at Wen Chan apologetically, "I'm not sure at all, I was able to come and go freely in Yanxiang Temple before, but after you came in, the illusion opened here, and I don't know where to go out. "
"So, we can only wait for the monster to find it?" Wen Chan was uncertain.
As an ordinary person, how could he possibly win against these monsters
"Don't worry, Your Highness, I will definitely protect you and get out of this temple safely." Liang Shuhong's expression was full of determination, "Even if I become a monster that is neither human nor demon, I will do my best to protect you...and Xiliang .”
Wen Chan was a little moved, and said in a gentle voice, "Don't talk stupidly, aren't you living a good life now? Whether you are evil or not depends not on your strength, but on your heart. It is enough for you to look up to the sky and bow to the ground." .”
"My hands are already covered with blood." Liang Shuhong picked up the scimitar, gently rubbing the blade with his lowered eyes, "I'm no longer that Mr. Pian Pian."
"But you are still my friend." Wen Chan said, "You have protected me and the people in the capital. It is true that you are no longer the talented Mr. Liang, but you are our hero."
"Everyone has their own way of life, so what if you are a demon, then Liang Yanbei may not be a normal person." He said.
Liang Shuhong was very moved when he heard this, and he couldn't help but smile, "Your Highness, being able to make friends with you is really a great blessing in Liang's life."
"Why am I not?" Wen Chan said, "You are always so calm and calm, before and now, no matter what happens, you can deal with it very well."
"Actually, I'm very scared." Liang Shuhong said, "Even now, I feel very scared, but in order to make His Highness not so scared, I have no choice but to hold back."
Wen Chan laughed all of a sudden, "You're still joking with me at this time."
However, Liang Shuhong looked serious.
Wen Chan encouraged: "You can hold on! Liang Shuhong."
Liang Shuhong trembled: "Before I wore a mask and pretended to hold on, but now you have exposed my identity, I..."
Wen Chan: "I'll pretend I didn't hear these words. If you put on the mask later, I'll wait for you to take me out with peace of mind."
Liang Shuhong: "..."
I will do my best. Liang Shuhong thought silently.
The two sat for a while while talking, Liang Shuhong still maintained his previous vigilance, and looked around when the two were silent for a while, his expression was calm at first, but when his gaze was fixed on the Buddha statue, his expression changed instantly. up.
He suddenly stood up from the ground, and shouted, "Your Highness, let's go!"
Wen Chan was taken aback by his appearance, didn't think about anything, and immediately got up, his eyes subconsciously looked at the Buddha statue, and his scalp became numb with shock.
I saw that the eyes, which had been a simple outline just now, were wide open at the moment.
The eyes were so wide that they almost burst the corners of the eyes, and the dull eyes stared straight at Wen Chan. The smile on his face seemed to deepen a lot, making the whole face cold and distorted.
From a distance away, the evil spirit seemed to come through, Wen Chan choked for breath, and ran out the door.
But just after running two steps, the door that was originally open seemed to be pushed hard suddenly by someone, and there was a loud noise after closing, which caused Wen Chan's ears to hurt in the dead silent and empty room.
He stopped immediately, not daring to move again.
Liang Shuhong's voice sounded from the side, "Your Highness, walk towards the door slowly, and I will protect you."
The inside of the house seemed to block all the sunlight outside, and it was pitch black in front of him. Wen Chan couldn't see anything. He asked anxiously, "Can the door still be opened?"
"I'm standing by the door. Your Highness will rush out when the door opens later. Don't stay." Liang Shuhong lowered his voice.
The moment the voice just fell, there were rustling noises around, as if something was waking up in the dark, restless.
Wen Chan's heart became more and more uneasy, he forced himself to be calm and walked toward the door in the dark, thinking that the thing on his feet made Liang Shuhong feel uncomfortable, so he didn't dare to get too close, and stopped when he estimated that the distance was about the same.
"Go on." Liang Shuhong's voice sounded not far in front of him, "It's very close, Your Highness, don't be afraid."
The noise in his ear came from various places behind him, and the procrastinating voice seemed to be getting closer, rushing towards Wen Chan's back, he didn't dare to stay longer, and continued to walk forward.
Liang Shuhong's voice was right in front of him, in a low voice, "Hurry up, take a few more steps..."
Wen Chan could hear that he was very close to Liang Shuhong, he was a little worried about Liang Shuhong, and was about to ask, but suddenly he heard a noise, a light pierced his eyes, and at the same time a gust of wind rushed towards him.
"Your Highness, let's go!" Liang Shuhong shouted.
Without any hesitation, Wen Chan raised his foot and jumped out of the threshold. There was almost no gap, and there was the sound of the door closing behind him.
Did Liang Shuhong not come out
This thought flashed in his mind, Wen Chan hurriedly looked back, but was suddenly stunned.
There are no walkways, and no steeple-roofed houses. The scene behind him changes instantly. There are a few scattered pear trees, which are in full bloom.
The pure white petals were blown by the breeze, swirling in the air, and gently fell on the top of Wen Chan's head. He reached out to take it off, and the tentacles were soft petals, with a burst of floral fragrance.
A bird chirped from the tree, Wen Chan looked up inadvertently, and the golden sunlight shone through the gap, hitting his fair face.
"Your Highness." Liang Yanbei's voice suddenly came from beside him.
Wen Chan thought he heard it wrong, turned his head hastily, and saw Liang Yanbei standing not far away in red.
Liang Yanbei is really suitable for Zhu Se. His eyebrows and eyes are delicate, and he is always smiling. Wearing such bright colors, he adds a bit of charming beauty for no reason, which is heart-pounding.
After meeting Wen Chan's gaze, he smiled brightly, his beautiful eyes curved, "Why are you here, Your Highness?"
Wen Chan had just experienced those things, and he was already frightened in his heart. Seeing Liang Yanbei now, he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and walked to his side, "If you come later, just watch Miss me."
Liang Yanbei raised his eyebrows in surprise, "What's wrong, Your Highness?"
"Let's talk about it later, let's go back first." Wen Chan took his hand with ease, clenched it tightly, and sat down his sense of security.
He also began to think in his heart, now this Yanxiang Temple must not go back, he can only go down the mountain and bring people back, if he wants to rescue Liang Shuhong, Xie Zhaoxue and Zhong Wenjin, it is too risky to rely on Liang Yanbei alone.
Liang Yanbei looked at the two people's hands together in surprise, and stammered, "Your Highness, what are you doing?"
"Go back!" Wen Chan said without turning his head, "How did you get here? Where is your carriage?"
"Carriage? We came here on horseback." Liang Yanbei replied.
"Us?" Wen Chan was confused for a moment, and suddenly figured out something, and let go of his grasping hand. He stopped, turned his head slowly, and stared at Liang Yanbei in front of him.
The Liang Yanbei in front of him was exactly the same as the one in his memory, but there was a certain emotion missing in the smile that looked at Wen Chan.
That's right, how could there be pear blossoms in full bloom in the twelfth lunar month of winter? If it really came out of Yanxiang Temple, there should be snow all over the place, but right now, the surroundings are full of spring.
Liang Yanbei's clothes were also flimsy. He looked down at his own, only to find that it was also a light apricot color, without the heavy cloak and fox fur.
The time is wrong and the place is wrong.
This is still in the illusion.
Looking at Liang Yanbei who was smiling like a flower in front of him, Wen Chan stepped back slowly, telling himself in his heart, be calm, be calm.
Liang Yanbei didn't seem to notice anything, only felt that Wen Chan was a little strange, he tilted his head slightly, "Don't you want to learn the footwork I created? How do you learn it when you're always standing here?"
Wen Chan's memory turned rapidly, turning back to his previous life in an instant.
After Wen Chan was thrown under Liang Yanbei's subordinates in his previous life, he continued to practice martial arts for half a year, and his relationship with Liang Yanbei became better and better. After seeing Liang Yanbei's own footwork, Wen Chan proposed to learn it.
Liang Yanbei was not stingy at all, and immediately agreed, and then the two rode to a wasteland in the eastern district of the capital.
The scene in front of me seemed to be that afternoon.
Liang Yanbei walked a few steps to the side, picked up a wooden stick from the ground, and said to Wen Chan, "Your Highness, let me walk it for you first, and see how many steps you can remember."
As he spoke, he began to wave the wooden stick in his hand, his figure was as light as a swimming dragon, his scarlet robe fluttered, and he picked up the pear blossoms floating in the air, moving forward and back with a long petal.
The Liang family footwork, Wen Chan was amazed when he saw it for the first time. Liang Yanbei taught it carefully, improving it while teaching, and finally came up with a complete set of Liang family footwork.
This year, Liang Yanbei was 20 years old and Wen Chan was 18 years old.
This period of time is the most beautiful and most peaceful in Wen Chan's memory. At this time, Xiliang was at peace, and the princes began to fight for the throne, but Wen Chan was in that martial arts gym. Practice martial arts with Liang Yanbei from dawn to dusk.
The two are almost inseparable, and their relationship is so good that they sleep together and enjoy peace as they please.
Later, the Zhong family would rebel. It was the darkest period in Wen Chan's life, and he is still afraid of recalling it.
The illusion created that wonderful time for Wen Chan, let him incarnate as the eighteen-year-old Ninth Prince, and then let the time freeze.
Wen Chan looked at Liang Yanbei in front of him, a strange emotion surged in his heart, like a kind of greed, he wanted to hold his hand, and then stay in this place forever, never leave, and not face the turmoil outside .
There is no throne, no rebels, only Liang Yanbei here.
Thinking, Liang Yanbei had already stopped, he panted slightly, his handsome face was flushed after exercise, his eyes were full of light, he looked straight at Wen Chan, "His Royal Highness, do you understand? "
Wen Chan nodded with a smile, and walked towards him with only one thought in his mind.
stay here.
"Ahem!" Suddenly, two heavy coughs came, interrupting Wen Chan's footsteps, and instantly pulled Wen Chan out of his thoughts.
He gasped for breath and took a few steps back again and again, his consciousness became more and more clear, and fear welled up in his heart.
It seemed that there was an unknown emotion that blinded his original consciousness, and he kept persuading him to stay. This kind of magic that can control the mind made him feel scared.
If it wasn't for those two coughs, he would have been blinded forever!
Wen Chan watched the scene in front of him melt like snow that had been poured with boiling water, and the pear blossom meadow disappeared in the blur, turning into a brick wall of normal height.
He found himself sitting on the ground, hurriedly got up, patted the dust off his body, looked towards the coughing sound, and saw a little girl sitting on the wall.
The little girl was born white and tender, with big and beautiful black eyes, her black hair was casually tied into a high ponytail, and she was wearing washed white coarse clothes and linen trousers, revealing her thin collarbones and ankles, and wearing a pair of muddy skirts on her feet. cloth shoes.
She was sitting in a rather casual posture, with one leg hanging down the wall and the other bent, her wrist resting casually on it, looking down at Wen Chan.
The first time Wen Chan saw her, his eyes widened slightly in shock, "You... why are you here?"
"You recognize me?" The little girl raised her eyebrows.
The last time I saw this girl was in the palace in the previous life, she was standing beside the person who claimed to be Lou Muge, Wen Chan remembered, her name was Sheng Sheng.
But Wen Chan is not a fool, she can always follow Lou Muge's side, which shows that she is not an ordinary person, so Wen Chan chose not to say, just said, "Little girl, don't sit on the wall, it's too dangerous. Watch out for falling."
"Little girl?" Sheng Sheng repeated amusedly, with a sneer on her immature face, she suddenly stood up from the wall, stretched out her hand and pulled her blouse away with force.
The button collapsed at Wen Chan's feet, and before he could react, he saw the man in front of him revealing a white and flat chest, he turned his face away in shock, and said, "You girl, what are you doing?"
"Can't you see that I'm a man?" He patted his chest very dissatisfied.
"I..." Wen Chan was at a loss for words for a while, then turned his head to look, and saw Sheng Sheng with her belly open, without any unnatural expression, she really wasn't a girl!
But Wen Chan always thought Sheng Sheng was a girl in his previous life! Every time he appeared, he dressed exquisitely, and the child's voice could not distinguish between male and female, which made him misidentify the gender.
"I don't blame you." Sheng Sheng looked irritable, "A lot of people on the way thought I was a girl, it's really annoying."
"It's such a cold day, you'd better close your clothes." Showing your stomach in broad daylight, even the hooligans on the side of the road would not dare to be so blatant.
"It's so convenient, so that no one will call me little girl again." Shengsheng acted recklessly.
Wen Chan said helplessly, "Even if you open your mouth like this, no one can tell the difference. Boys and girls are the same at your age."
After hearing this, Sheng Sheng frowned, clicked his tongue and said, "I forgot about this..."
"Come down first." Wen Chan waved at him.
He glanced over, jumped down from the wall lightly, landed firmly on the ground, put his hands together to gather the buttoned jacket together, "I've seen you."
Seeing his expression, movements and tone of voice, Wen Chan didn't look like a child at all, and thought that this should be an old monster with a good temper, so he could try to make some words, so he took advantage of the situation and asked, "Where is it?" ?”
"I don't know where that is." He wrinkled his nose, "You are with him."
"Who?"
"Yan Bei." Sheng Sheng said, he glanced at Wen Chan's ankle, "He even gave you this thing, it seems that you have a good relationship with him."
"You also know Liang Yanbei?" Wen Chan wondered.
Why does everyone seem to know Liang Yanbei
"I don't know Liang Yanbei, I only know Yanbei." Shengsheng frowned again, "He is a very annoying person, I hope I don't run into him."
This... is there any difference? An extra word Liang
Wen Chan was confused by his words, and asked another question, "Why are you here?"
"I'm here to look for you." Sheng Sheng looked at him and said.
"Looking for me?" Wen Chan became even more confused, "Why are you looking for me?"
"You have his breath on you." He said slowly, "There is still a trace left, which is almost gone, but I can smell it."
Wen Chan immediately sniffed his two sleeves, but found no peculiar smell. He asked, "Who is it? Could it be Yanbei?"
"No, it's my apprentice." He said, with a wry smile on his face after speaking, "But not now, after so many years, I still miss him."
Wen Chan thought for a while, and felt that Shengsheng had too many doubts, so he planned to ask some questions he could understand, "Do you know how to get out?"
"This is the Rakshasa Illusion. There are only two ways to close the illusion." He said, "One is to directly kill the person who activated the Rakshasa Illusion, and the other is to close the illusion naturally after receiving the soul."
"Which one is easier?" Wen Chan tentatively chose to believe it.
"Of course it's the first one." Sheng Sheng gave a wicked smile and snorted, "If I hadn't regained my strength, I would have killed him long ago. Now it's hidden in the illusion, and I won't be able to find it for a while. "
"Then why did you say it? Aren't you afraid that the monster is hiding nearby?" Wen Chan was very surprised. He just revealed his own weaknesses.
I don't know if it's stupid, or if it's a plan with a plan in mind.
"I'm not that weak. If it's there, I can feel it." Sheng Sheng said, "On the contrary, you have to be careful. The target of this illusion is you. If you don't receive your soul, the illusion will not be destroyed." self-closing."
Wen Chan shivered. Although he had already guessed it, he still felt uncomfortable after Shengsheng said it. If the illusion just now hadn't been for Shengsheng's two coughs, the illusion might have been closed at this moment.
"How about this." Wen Chan suggested, "Let's go find that monster together and chop it up."
It's better to take the initiative to attack than to sit and wait. As soon as Sheng Sheng said about the monster's purpose, Wen Chan already understood it very well. He just wanted his soul, otherwise he wouldn't have spent so much trouble opening the illusion.
Perhaps because of rebirth? So is his soul a little different
No matter what, Wen Chan still cherished his life very much. Since he had fallen into the trap of the monster, he had to escape or kill the monster.
Shengsheng in front of him seemed to be a powerful person, Wen Chan pondered for a moment and said, "Let's conspire together."
Shengsheng raised her eyebrows again, motioning for Wen Chan to continue.
"I know you must have other purposes for entering this illusion. You take what you want, and I take what I want, how about it?" Wen Chan said.
"What chips do you have?" He didn't deny it, but said, "Apart from the things on your feet, there is only one soul that is more valuable, but I am not interested in these two."
Wen Chan said, "You want these two, but I don't want to give them to you. Have you seen a man in a black robe and holding a machete?" My subordinates are very good at martial arts, and it should be more than enough to kill that monster with you."
"Yes, I see." Sheng Sheng nodded, "He was sitting on the side of the road just now, and he was about to die."
"What?!" Wen Chan was shocked, but he didn't expect to hear the terrible news, "Where is it?! Take me there!"
Liang Shuhong let him go out, but he stayed inside. Originally, Wen Chan thought he had a way to escape, but he didn't want him to be seriously injured because of this, so he couldn't help feeling a little anxious for a while.
"Don't worry." Sheng Sheng said, "He has the blood of the Tushan fox clan flowing in his body, if he can't die, at best he can only speed up his demonization."
As soon as Wen Chan heard it, he knew that the matter was not simple, and asked, "Do you know about that demon fruit?"
"What demon fruit?" Sheng Sheng looked puzzled.
"Eat the fruit that can turn into a demon." Wen Chan said.
Sheng Sheng sneered, "If there was such a fruit, the Six Realms would have been messed up long ago! Your subordinates have eaten the blood of the demon king to become like this. Now he is in the period of demonization, no one can kill him .”
Wen Chan was speechless, thinking that the fruit Liang Shuhong ate was not young, if it was true as Sheng Sheng said, then Liang Shuhong would be considered invincible in this illusion.
Just as he was about to speak, Sheng Sheng frowned suddenly, his mouth curled down, like a child seeing something he hates, and he clicked, "He's here."
Wen Chan raised his eyebrows in surprise, and blurted out, "Who is it?"