The years I was in the human world

That night, the noise faded away, a bright moon was in the sky, the candlelight in the house flickered, and the light was reflected on Xiao Yueheng's face, half candlelight, half moonlight. He took off his gentle mask, revealing his inner coldness and indifference. He waited quietly for a while, grabbed a tube of wooden sticks on the table, and scattered them all over the floor. He picked up one and saw the words written on it: Mountains and rivers are my grave, my body has no place to rest, my dry bones turn to dust and cannot cross the underworld.

He was not surprised by this result. People like Lu Zhouxue were out of place in this treacherous world. They would either be assimilated or quickly wither away like a flash in the pan. Obviously, Lu Zhouxue's fate was the latter, and it was quite tragic.

"What happened?" Gongsun Wuyin leaned on Xiao Yueheng's knees and looked up at him. The latter's face was expressionless, just like those heartless and ruthless gods, which made people feel a little scared for no reason. "Yueheng?"

"Lu Zhouxue is dead." Xiao Yueheng touched Gongsun Wuyin's hair, his eyes softened, and he calmly stated the information he had just obtained from divination, as if the person who died was just an insignificant stranger.

"How could this be? Didn't he run away?" Gongsun Wuyin had a good impression of Lu Zhouxue. He knew Xiao Yueheng's plan. Taking the divine bone would not cost that man's life. It was rare for Zhongting to produce such a true gentleman as kind as frost and snow, but he didn't expect that he would die anyway.

"He was poisoned by the heart-breaking poison. As soon as he ran away, Qi Nankuo killed him." Xiao Yueheng said this, and for some reason he suddenly remembered the scene when Lu Zhouxue was kneeling on the ground and begging him when he died. He suddenly felt sad. In his memory, Lu Zhouxue always seemed to look at him with a complicated look, but Xiao Yueheng was drunk at that time, so how could he see clearly?

Xiao Yueheng's indifferent attitude suddenly could not be maintained. He felt that he was indeed sad, but perhaps he was too far away from the Wuyou of the old days. When he suddenly saw his old friend, he didn't know how to face him. He picked up Gongsun Wuyin and put her aside, saying with a heavy heart: "Wuyin, I need to go out for a while." He didn't really not care, otherwise, why would he go to the trouble of telling the divination again when he knew Lu Zhouxue was dead?

Gongsun Wuyin obediently watched Xiao Yueheng leave. It was Kong Que who found Lu Zhouxue's body, half of it was left outside the desolate Qiwu Palace. When he saw only the legs, Kong Que's heart trembled, but he instinctively refused to believe it. How could Lu Zhouxue, who was so powerful, die so tragically?

She subconsciously forgot the fact that she had given him the heart-breaking poison, and if that thing were planted on an ordinary cultivator, he would only live for three to five days.

At this point, she still did not regret it. Yaoguang told her that as long as she helped them get the divine bone, there would be a way to resurrect her mother. Lu Zhouxue would not die, and at most would suffer some pain. It was the best of both worlds, so Kong Que agreed without hesitation.

So at this moment, even if it was to alleviate her guilt, she would not take the initiative to believe and admit the fact that Lu Zhouxue was dead. So when Xiao Yueheng said that Kong Que was dead, she refuted: "If he is alive, we must see him. If he is dead, we must see his body. How can a half-headless body prove that it is him?"

Xiao Yueheng looked at Kong Que with complicated eyes. For a moment, he thought it was ridiculous that she was deceiving herself, but then he realized that looking at Kong Que was like looking in a mirror, there was no difference between him and her. So Xiao Yueheng stopped talking and did not refute anything. He had the remains dragged away and dealt with properly, and he personally led people to search the surrounding area carefully.

Soon, the other half of the corpse was also found, lying in the deep weeds with its eyes open. Xiao Yueheng saw it after pushing aside the grass. It was very similar to the way he died that year. He put down his hand and said softly, "Found it."

Upon hearing this, Kong Que rushed over and was speechless. The way he died was definitely not going to end well. Kong Que was stunned. She turned to look at Xiao Yueheng blankly and asked helplessly like a child who had made a mistake: "Why did he die... He was so powerful, how could he die?"

"No one will not die." Xiao Yueheng squatted down and wrapped the upper half of Lu Zhouxue's body in his outer robe. He was also the perpetrator. Even if Lu Zhouxue was implicated by accident, his cold-eyed observation from behind was indisputable. So he was not qualified to judge Kong Que, but at least he was more open-minded than her. "Besides, things like the Heartbreak Gu always kill with one blow. There was no way for him to survive."

After hearing this, Kong Que felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar. She finally had to face the reality. It was she who killed Lu Zhouxue... She was the one who planted the heart-breaking poison with her own hands. She was the one who killed him. Kong Que could no longer deceive herself with the excuse of resurrecting her mother. She planted the poison in Lu Zhouxue and stabbed the sharp blade into his chest with her own hands. The latter had done nothing wrong to her. It was she who repaid kindness with ingratitude. Her sin was grave.

Kong Que finally couldn't help but cover her face and cry. The last person in the world who treated her well was killed by her own hands. She regretted it. Her determination all along was shattered at this moment. Xiao Yueheng passed by him holding Lu Zhouxue's body. Hearing her suppressed cry, he frowned and said, "She's already dead. What's the point of regretting now?"

Kong Que was speechless and wiped away her tears silently, her eyes were still a little red. She followed Xiao Yueheng slowly and silently, as if all her emotions were taken away by Lu Zhouxue's death. Xiao Yueheng glanced at her face and felt that this girl was not very old, but she had learned the same hypocrisy as the people in Zhongting so early, crying over the rat and showing false compassion.

Xiao Yueheng placed the two halves of Lu Zhouxue's body on the ice bed. His death was tragic, but his expression before death was not scary. His eyes stared upwards empty, showing a bit of confusion before death. The corners of his lips were pursed miserably, which made people sad to see.

Xiao Yueheng dismissed the others and stood quietly beside the ice bed, looking down at Lu Zhouxue's face in a trance. Ten thousand years was too long, so long that many people and many things were mottled by time and no trace of the past could be seen. Xiao Yueheng's life was long and boundless, with Xiao Jin's fiery passion in the first half of his life and Gongsun Wuyin's tenderness and beauty in the second half, as well as the glorious years in between. A person as dull as Lu Zhouxue was really insignificant.

To be honest, when Xiao Yueheng first met Lu Zhouxue, his unfamiliarity was not a deliberate disguise. He really didn't know the latter. Later, when he forced himself to remember, it was all because the time when he lost Xiao Xueci was too painful. He even drank all day to drown his sorrows. Even in the occasional sobriety, there seemed to be a sad shadow that accompanied him for a long time.

It is very painful to want something but not get it. Xiao Yueheng himself knows this very well, so he feels sorry for Lu Zhouxue. Xiao Xueci is the one with the clear moon and clear breeze, and he is also the one with the fiery heart and courage. He, Xiao Yueheng, is just the shadow of the sun, appearing beautiful and gentle only because he reflects the sun's light, but in fact he is paranoid and cruel.

"In your next life, find a good lover, and don't meet me again." Xiao Yueheng reached out and gently closed Lu Zhouxue's eyes, his expression was kind and compassionate. In fact, he has never changed. He is still gentle, but also still has the ruthlessness of a god. He has things he must do, and Lu Zhouxue happened to be the person he had to kill, so he chose to let it go. Heaven is unkind and treats all things as straw dogs. All the gods from Mount Buzhou inherited this character.

Buzhou Mountain.

Yao Su came back from the human world exhausted. Before he could clean off the dust on his body, he was called over by Xiao Jin who had found some clues. Yao Su had no choice but to stop on his way back to the palace and change his route to Zhaoyang Palace. Xiao Jin's entire palace was covered with documents and files, so messy that there was almost no place to step. Yao Su picked up the things that blocked his way and put them on the shelf, saying helplessly, "Why don't you clean it up a bit."

"Don't talk nonsense. Come and take a look at this." Xiao Jin didn't even raise his head. He just waved to Yao Su. The latter walked around the debris on the ground and sat next to the former. He leaned over to look at what he was holding and said, "What do you want me to see?"

"Look at this one." Xiao Jin pointed to a line of text on the bamboo slip that was already a little blurry and showed it to Yao Su. He then took out another document and explained to Yao Su, "Qing Jun Huang Zhong experienced a calamity due to his karma of killing. The document about the calamity was personally written and approved by Xiao Ling. In the same year, the Moon Lord ordered the Snow Demon to take over the duties of the Snow God at the end of the year and live in the Jade Luan Palace, enjoying offerings from the world."

"So, Sui Miao has always been acting as a god, but has no position as a god, is that right?" Yao Su took another document and read it carefully. It did not mention the change of the position of god, and there was no record of Qing Jun Huang Zhong's death. In other words, the current Snow God is still Huang Zhong, not Sui Miao. "If that's the case, then how do you explain the collapse of Yuluan Palace?"

The palace of the gods symbolizes the existence of the gods to some extent. The collapse of the palace means the fall. If it were not for the Snow God at the end of the year, the Jade Luan Palace would not have collapsed due to his death. What Yao Su said was also something Xiao Jin had not yet found out.

"No matter what the reason was for him to take over the post of Snow God for ten thousand years, now that Yuluan Palace is being rebuilt and a new Snow God has come, he must give way to the new God." Due to some personal reasons, Yao Su came back exhausted, but he also deliberately went to Yuluan Palace, so he knew about the reconstruction of Yuluan Palace and the coming of a new God. Yao Su closed the document in his hand and said, "He came to the lower world because of you and me. When he returns one day, how will you accommodate him?"

"Senior sister does care about him." Xiao Jin raised his head and looked at Yao Su meaningfully in the midst of his busy schedule, then said, "But senior sister, you don't have to worry about his whereabouts."

"Have you made a plan?" Yao Su yawned lazily. He was called over by Xiao Jin just after he came back and was very sleepy at the moment.

"It's not that I have plans." Xiao Jin paused, looked at Yao Su with some pity, and then said, "He's dead, there's no need to make plans."

"Dead?" Yao Su was originally lazy, but suddenly heard the news of Lu Zhouxue's death, and woke up from his sleep. There was obvious astonishment on his face, "Even if he doesn't have the godhood, his strength is still top-notch in the world. I've been away for less than half a month, how could he be dead?"

"With your strength, you can lose your demon pill in the mortal world, so it's no wonder that he lost his life?" Xiao Jin said. The mortal world is a sea of ​​suffering, and it is not an exaggeration, otherwise why do immortals go through tribulations or are exiled in the mortal world?

"How can this be compared?" He had as many demon pills as people wanted, and he could give them out at will. It didn't matter if they didn't want them back. If they were lost, they were lost. Yao Su stood up from the ground, turned around and walked out of Zhaoyang Palace, "I'll go save him." If he went in time, the body would not be cold yet, and he could still save it.

Xiao Jin watched Yao Su just come back and go out again. According to the laws of Buzhou Mountain, this is not allowed. This is also for the stability of the human world, but he did not bring out the regulations to stop the latter, because he knew that the Demon Ancestor was used to doing whatever he wanted, and when he was in a bad mood, the laws were just waste paper to him.

But Xiao Jin couldn't just let him do whatever he wanted. Gods had to abide by human rules in the mortal world and had lifespan limits just like mortals. When their lifespans were up, mortals would go through the six realms of reincarnation, while gods would return to Mount Buzhou. Therefore, the time from going down to the mortal world to returning was the time that gods could stay in the mortal world.

Yao Su was forcibly recalled because his stay time was up. There are many evil obstacles in the human world. If he does not consolidate his cultivation state of mind after returning, he will easily be possessed by evil spirits. Therefore, Yao Su should go into seclusion to practice at this time, instead of running back to the human world and meddling in other people's affairs.

"I will collect his remaining soul for you, you can go and practice." Xiao Jin put down the document in his hand and stopped Yao Su's steps. The latter turned around and met Xiao Jin's calm eyes. After a moment of silent confrontation, he finally nodded and said, "Thank you, Axue."

After all, Xiao Jin is the God of Xi, and is in charge of the revival of all things. If he were to collect the remaining souls at the end of the year, he would be more thorough than Yao Su.

"Senior Sister, there is no need to thank me between you and me." Xiao Jin said seriously, "Besides, he was also the victim of Xiao Ling's misfortune."

"You are forgiving Xiao Yueheng's sins." Yao Su laughed.

When Xiao Jin went to the human world, he met the Ghost King. Although the brothers had not met for tens of thousands of years, Xiao Jin recognized him as soon as they fought. He was indeed surprised at that time, but he soon calmed down. It was good that his brother was still alive, but the incident of that year still had to be investigated. Therefore, Xiao Jin did not make it public and quietly returned to Buzhou Mountain. At that time, Xiao Yueheng naturally recognized him. After all, he was not like Lu Zhouxue who did not even leave a shadow.

Just as Lu Zhouxue said in self-mockery before, Xiao Yueheng was what he could not desire, and Xiao Jin was what Xiao Yueheng could not desire. For those who were deeply engraved in their hearts, they all had the ability to recognize them at a glance. As for why Xiao Fengzhuo said so, although he had no intersection with the core of ethical relationships, he had actually met Xiao Yueheng when he was still the Prince of Ding'an.

Many years later, when he went to Dongshan with Lu Zhouxue, the young man in blue who talked to Gu Yin, and the one who disguised himself as Master Ling Zhong in the backtracking realm, were all Xiao Yueheng. But he didn't know what Xiao Yueheng looked like, so he missed them, until the day when Xiao Jin came back from the human world, and the first thing he said to him was: "I saw Xiao Ling."

It was at that time that Yao Su realized that the Ghost King was Xiao Yueheng, and that he had inadvertently passed by this person who was missed by both of them many times.