All living beings go down the mountain

Kneeling for a whole night, Ye Wuming, who was thicker than the Lingxiaomen of Yin Ruins, had no major impact except for a little pain in his legs, but as soon as he returned to the inner room, he found that Ye Wuzang ignored him, and he was very puzzled.

"What's the matter with you, Senior Brother Ye Wuzang?" After asking Ye Wuzhi and Ye Wushan all over, they still didn't get an answer, and only after asking Ye Yuan did they know a thing or two.

"He, he...he might like me..." Ye Yuan blushed and said to Ye Wuming, "but I..."

For a child of fifteen or sixteen years old at the foot of the mountain, the word "like" is probably at the age of starting a family, but for the children on Yinxu Mountain, this is the first time they have heard the word "like".

Thinking of the white jade face that slowly approached him last night, Ye Wuming thought to himself that there was a feeling called liking.Ye Xuanyu's face was as cold as ice, without too much expression, and he was dressed meticulously, with silver hair flowing like snow and silk, his fingertips were long and slender, exuding a faint fragrance of ink, his light golden eyes were upright and calm, his fair skin was tightly closed. People couldn't help but want to take a bite of their lips, to see if this expression that could not stand the slightest ripple would change.

like……

Ye Wuming was enlightened, and one corner of his mouth couldn't help but turn up.

He turned around and left without even having time to listen to the words of the people behind him.

In the middle of the night, everything was quiet, and all living beings nested with the night, only Ye Wuming, who was full of bad water, quietly climbed up to the roof of Ye Xuanyu's study, making the tiles squeak.

"Come down" said the person in the room, and the person above jumped in from the window.

"How do you know I'm on top?" With a smile, he ran to Ye Xuanyu's side in three steps.

"If your qinggong is better, I don't know." Ye Xuanyu never took his eyes off the book in his hand.

"Xuan Yu" Ye Wuming pretended to be very affectionate and called him "I..."

"Call Master" was interrupted by Ye Xuanyu before he finished speaking.

"Oh! Listen to me." He took the book away from Ye Xuanyu's hand, and held his warm and ink-scented ten fingers, "Xuanyu, I like you"

The eyes are bright and determined.

"Oh"

Ye Xuanyu responded lightly, and picked up the book in his hand again, his pale yellow eyes were the same as before, with cold brows and eyes, a cold person.

"You, why didn't you react at all?" Ye Wuming took the book from his hand again.

"Are you human?" Looking at the person in front of him who looks like a banished fairy, with silver hair, golden eyes, pale and thin lips, and flawless white cheeks like ice sculptures, ruthless.

"I said, I like you"

"Oh"

"..."

Sure enough, such deep affection still couldn't impress this frosty person.

The drizzle was like fog, the clouds covered the moon, and there was still only the smell of books and ink in the silent study room. Ye Wuming stared at the indifferent person in front of him, but he didn't realize that there was a vase of white porcelain and blue flowers on the huge desk. Inside was a bunch of withered pipa branches, and the petals fell without a trace.

From that day on, at the end of the morning class, Ye Wuming would suddenly step up and grab Ye Xuanyu's hand when no one was around, and whisper to him affectionately, "Xuanyu, I like you"; Ye Wuming would flip back and flip past him and quickly say, Xuan Yu, I like you; when practicing the mind method, disciples of the immortal family can create various worlds, and Ye Wuming would lead Ye Xuanyu went to a wilderness full of mountains and flowers, thought he was romantic, stood under a tree and whispered to him, Xuanyu, I like you.

But what he got was the same indifference as before, and an unchanging "oh".

How could he be any different?

Ye Wuming was puzzled, and one night, in the study, Ye Wuming quietly walked behind Ye Xuanyu, wrapped his hands around him from behind, and put his chin on his shoulder. The warm lips seemed to have You can put it on his ear and say in a slight voice: Ye Xuanyu, I like you.The hotter chest was pressed against the back of the person in front of him, his heart was beating like a drum, and he confided in a softer voice than usual, breathing hot air into Ye Xuanyu's ears.Maybe it was because of the itching, or maybe something moved, the person in his arms was finally different from the past, trembling slightly, but the difference was fleeting, and he asked softly:

"What is liking?"

"..."

It turned out that neither of them knew.

That silent night, Ye Xuanyu didn't break free from Ye Wuming's warm embrace, the two hugged each other from behind in silence, only the crickets outside the window were gurgling, unstoppable.

Another year of spring and winter, and another year of wind and rain, all the children on Yinxu Mountain grew up gracefully and gracefully.The two things they called "bags" in front of Ye Yuan became more and more obvious.Looking around, it was clean and flawless, but there was a person in the corner who broke the balance. The person was dressed in black, his standing posture was unstable, his hands were behind his back, and one foot was stretched out in front, forming a sharp contrast with the others.

At the age of 17, all the children on Yinxu Mountain have to choose a weapon for themselves. All the celebrities of the immortal family choose their own sabers to learn the art of controlling the sword. Only Ye Wuming has no interest in this and is forgotten in the corner He rummaged through the pile of weapons and found a black gold long knife.

"I will choose this!"

"Choose a sword! Master told you to choose a sword! Choose here!" Ye Yuan pointed to the neatly arranged sabers in front of him.

Ye Wuming raised his eyes to look at those sabers, and then looked at the one in his hand, "I'm good, I'm going to use a knife!" As he spoke, he put the back of the knife on his shoulder, stood with his other hand on his hip, and again With a crooked smile on his face, a gust of wind blew catkins flying all over the sky, falling on his lacquer-black hair, with a personable demeanor, like a tall boy from the neighbor's house.

Whose family's daughter blushed, and who caught the young man in front of her eyes again, just like when she first met, that rebellious and cynical young man is still vaguely like yesterday, and he is already at this age now, Ye Xuanyu can't stop I sigh in my heart, time flies really fast.

The daughter of the Liumenjiang family at the foot of the mountain disappeared two days after she got married. Even her in-laws’ house was turned into a puff of smoke and disappeared without a trace. The huge and gorgeous mansion was reduced to ashes overnight, without even a porch see.Teahouses, restaurants, brothels, courtyards, and even the storyteller's mouth described the incident in a wild and bizarre way.

The children on Yinxu Mountain finally went down the mountain for the first time. After reaching the grade where they had chosen the sword, they wanted to help the people down the mountain to cast down demons.

Everyone was extremely excited, especially Ye Wuming.

Even though there are thousands of good things on Yinxu Mountain, Jinshan is like a bed, Yinshan is a quilt, jade is used as a pillow, and pearls are inlaid to match, it is never what Ye Wuming needs. Fireworks.

The daughter-in-law of the Jiang family was surnamed Liang, a businessman who moved to the town a few years ago. The battle was a sensation at the time, and no one wanted to marry their daughter to someone else to be a big wife.

When they got married, the firecrackers went off all night, and the 30-year-old drunken wine was placed outside the vermilion lacquer gate from the porch. Everyone said that they were crying and crying. After marrying such a good in-law’s family, the Jiang family’s mother couldn’t cry. Huanxi sent her daughter to someone else's gate, but the next day would change, as if all the good things had come to naught overnight.

It must have been created by a demon, and the common people have passed it down like this.

On the first day the Liang family came, a purple cloud appeared in the sky, heavy rain came, and lightning flashed and thundered all night, as if the sky was about to collapse.

Ye Xuanyu sat with all his disciples at the teahouse in the town and listened to the local people talking about this incident. Everyone listened to it with sincerity. Only Ye Wuming sat at another table and ordered two jugs of wine and a plate of donkey meat. To eat a mouthful of donkey meat and drink a mouthful of wine is simply more joyful than being a god on Yinxu Mountain.

Who wants to be a fairy, live in this world, and use the sky as a cover and the earth as a hut to be truly chic and happy!

"Ye Wuming! Come here quickly! Master is asking questions here, but you actually ran away and started eating! Drinking!" Ye Wuzang flew out of its sheath with a saber, and the back of the sword hit Ye Wuming's shoulder. Without looking, he raised his hand and pushed casually, before the sword even touched his shoulder, it retreated back into Ye Wuzang's scabbard the same way.

"Wait a minute, I'll come when I'm done drinking." Then he raised his head and drank another glass.

"You want to, don't embarrass us at Yinxu Mountain!" Ye Wushan, the youngest in the grade, has now grown into an adult, and he stands upright and reprimands Ye Wuming.But he only blamed Ye Wuming for being too thick-skinned, so he couldn't listen to it at all.

"Come here quickly," Ye Yuan, a follower following Ye Wuming, also blushed and urged him anxiously.

However, Ye Xuanyu seemed to see it as a joke. He was punished and beaten when he was a child, but he still had such a bad temper, so he basically ignored him and let him run freely.

Ye Wuming ate and drank, and he seemed to have wandered far away. This time, he came here to find Jiang's daughter. Suddenly, Ye Wuzhi asked softly, "Brother, do you have money?" Ye Wuming froze. up.

"You open the coffin alone at night." Ye Xuanyu didn't look at the frozen man at all, and casually put a silver coin on the table.

There are thousands of graves, large and small, on the hill behind Liumen Town. It was dark and the roads were slippery, and the lights could not be turned on. Ye Xuanyu led his disciples up the hill, pointing to these graves, large and small, and said:

"We have all learned about opening coffins, but we haven't tried it in the cemetery. You should try it first." After that, he sat down cross-legged and began to meditate.

The disciples all turned pale with fright.

Although subjugating demons and eliminating demons is a skill that disciples of the immortal sect must master, this is the first time in actual combat. There are so many tombs, large and small, standing in front of them.

With gusty winds, the swaying shade of the trees was shone on the tomb mound by the faint moonlight, forming a mottled shadow of the trees, hideous and terrifying like ghosts.

"Wu Ming... I'm afraid..." Ye Yuan's small hand grabbed Ye Wuming's clothes and whispered.

Who would have thought that incomprehensible dodge dodges, "Don't drag me! I'm afraid too!"

"Nothing!" Ye Wuzang sneered, he didn't look worried at all, he walked from behind them with righteousness, put down his sword and started to meditate like Ye Xuanyu.

Suddenly there was a dog barking from somewhere, and the trembling people trembled, Ye Yuan's hand unconsciously wrapped around Ye Wuming.

"You you you! Go find him! He's not afraid!" Ye Wuming pushed Ye Yuan towards Ye Wuzang, and then ran to push Ye Xuanyu who was meditating, "Ye Xuanyu! Do you really want me to open the coffin alone?"

"Yeah." Ye Xuanyu didn't open his eyes, but responded lightly.

"Why?" Ye Wuming asked unwillingly.

"Don't you want to go down the mountain?" Ye Xuanyu slowly opened his eyes, and met those staring eyes, "If you learn how to open the coffin, I will let you leave the Yin Ruins."

The mouth was slightly opened, as if in disbelief, and the other disciples also looked at them.

"This, this, this, this is what you said!" Ye Wuming, who had received the imperial decree, seemed to have a flash of inspiration, and immediately sat down cross-legged, concentrating on meditation.

This was probably Ye Wuming's most concentrated meditation over the years. Ye Xuanyu looked at Ye Wuming who was meditating, just to leave the Yin Ruins?He closed his eyes lightly, and sighed again.