Hachishomon

When Duan Chongshu came out of the cave with his Zen staff, he added another fire to the current situation of gunpowder and smoke, but the direction of the fire was unknown, and he didn't know which camp it would burn to.

He represents the framework of the Yin Division in the world, and the clear text of the political law. At this time, everyone feels jealous when they see him, whether it is listed as a Taoist sect under the banner of justice, or a few unlucky people who were dragged into the water by Lu Wangchuan Egg.

Ghost Emperor Zhang Heng obviously didn't expect him to be there, not only him, but everyone didn't expect Duan Chongshu, who was on the cusp of the storm, to appear in Bailuya without avoiding suspicion.

After all, he tried his best to protect Lu Wangchuan. After all, the disappearance of Bailu Sanren is inextricably related to him. After all, it is rumored that it is the Zen Buddhism headed by him and the Sansheng Patriarch who condemned the people of Sanlizhuang However, Duan Chongshu couldn't get beyond his own affairs anyway, and only participated in it as a law enforcement officer of Shanhe. He himself had become the accomplice of Lu Wangchuan that celebrities from all walks of life speculated, but he was sitting on a lot of power and was as powerful as a prison. , We know each other well, but we dare not speak out yet.

Looking at the big shots present, Lu Wangchuan felt that this battle at Bailuya would probably be recorded in the annals of history forever.

How future generations will comment is a matter for the future, and the current problem is——

"...Let's reminisce about the old days, Wang Chuan, you didn't take the Archmage..."

I can't continue talking halfway, Chu Huanian himself felt that the question he asked was absurd.

Lu Wangchuan turned his head to look at the man in white clothes Lingyun who came walking on the wind, and said calmly: "Didn't I kill him? I really want to—"

Mu Youcai pressed his shoulders and walked over him, saying, "I'll help you deal with him."

Lu Wangchuan: ...

I don't even have time to say a word to you, why are you helping me deal with him?

When did Senior Brother Mu become so alert?

Mu Youcai walked towards Duan Chongshu under the moonlit sky, pulled out the unremarkable mahogany sword and held it in his left hand. With a shock from his wrist, the mahogany wood on the sword began to fall off, revealing the true colors of this magic weapon in a blink of an eye. Black sickle moon scimitar.

Lu Wangchuan belatedly called out: "Master Mu..."

Before he could finish speaking, he heard the trembling and shaking of the woods on the ground, and the sound of the wind piercing through the forest, suddenly countless green vines emerged from the forest and rushed towards Duan Chongshu in unison!

At the same time, Mu Youcai rushed towards Duan Chongshu with a scimitar in his hand, his right arm and wide sleeve whistling in the wind.

"Mage, stay safe!"

Lu Wangchuan and Chu Huanian looked at each other subconsciously, it was incredible.

Is this really Junior Brother Mu?

Chu Huanian asked with his eyes.

Lu Wangchuan wiped the sweat off his neck and said to himself, right...

"General, and you, let's go together."

Lu Wangchuan pointed to Jiang Cheng and Zhang Heng who were staring at him covetously, and threw out the letter of challenge with extreme arrogance, then looked up at the starry night.

Three hours, another three hours...

Jiang Cheng galloped on the battlefield for many years and had never been underestimated so much. Immediately, he slapped his saddle and flew high.

Lu Wangchuan looked at the two cold figures approaching in a blink of an eye, opened his arms and flew back, leading them to another battlefield a hundred feet away.

Chu Huanian and Jiang Hongling, who were left on the spot, looked at each other and swooped down at the same time. Chu Huanian landed in the abdomen of the disciples of the Jiuwei Sect, and Jiang Hongling faced Jiang Cheng's personal guards. As for those Yin soldiers, they were not affected by Zhang Heng. Summoning them will not act, and are not threatening for now.

After the gongs and drums have been beating for a long time, the main event is finally on stage...

Jiang Hua, who was alone, leaned against a big tree, folded his arms and looked around coldly.

Mess, what a fucking mess...

These people are like uncivilized mountain spirit beasts who only know how to fight and fight. They fight together in twos. They obviously don't have any deep hatred, and they don't even communicate with each other. Deadly.

Oh, a bunch of brainless rough men.

But thinking about it carefully, it seems that I am no different from them, isn't I also involved in it?

Jiang Hua felt that he could no longer be with these people, it was too stupid, so stupid, so he simply sat on the ground and watched the tigers fight, no, it was a group of tigers.

Although Chu Huanian is a showman, but his qualifications are there after all. He was a major disciple of the Jiuwei Sect. Naturally, he would not lose to the juniors at this time, but the opponent was too numerous and powerful to deal with.

As for Jiang Hongling, he and Jiang Cheng are distant relatives. Although they don't usually meet by chance, they are still Jiang's family. Naturally, the guards will not be cruel to her, and they are held back by her for a while, unable to support their master.

There are also Mu Youcai and Lu Wangchuan, one is busy dealing with Duan Chongshu, and the other is busy fighting one against two, messing up the world... The swords and swords turned the world upside down.

Beep, clang, and swords clashed, everyone's ears were callused, and Jiang Hua shouted at Jiang Hongling in annoyance: "Is it a bunch of white-eyed wolves who are raised?! People? That's your little aunt!"

With this roar, the guards restrained themselves a little.

Jiang Hua shouted again: "Go away!"

The soldiers hesitated for a moment, but finally obeyed his order and stepped aside.

Jiang Hua raised his head and waved the flag at the three figures intertwined with light and shadow fighting fiercely in the air: "Where do you come from?! How shameless you are to bully the less? It's really glorious!"

Jiang Hua's mouth, it's true that He Lianxian said that he would rather copy the family rules a hundred times than listen to his words!

Like Chu Huanian, it is not easy to live to this day.

Jiang Hongling inevitably suffered some flesh wounds, and sat down next to Jiang Hua covering his bleeding arm. Jiang Hua exploded again when he saw it, picked up a sword on the ground and threw it into the crowd of guards: "Who did it? Kill yourself!"

The crowd knelt down on one knee in unison, as if they were guilty.

Jiang Hua rubbed his forehead in a bad mood, what the hell is going on, what the hell!

Jiang Hongling took a breath and said, "Ziyuan, you know, I..."

"Stop talking about my sister"

Jiang Hua waved his hand and said listlessly: "I know you like him"

Jiang Hongling was silent, and said softly, "Maybe, I admire him more."

respect?

Lu Goudan is vulgar, vulgar, insidious and cunning, with deep scheming and double-decker, which point is worthy of your admiration.

Jiang Hua didn't say this because he took care of his aunt and grandma's emotions. It was just a bigger problem that he couldn't tolerate.

"Senior sister, can't you see? Erniu seems to be..."

Jiang Hongling: "Huh? What?"

Jiang Hua glanced at her, ruthless, raised his right hand, and scratched his left index finger on the sleeve, the implication was no longer obvious.

Jiang Hongling was taken aback for a moment: "What do you mean?"

Jiang Hua was extremely troubled and pointed to the demon and Buddha who were fighting together not far away: "Can you see for yourself?"

Jiang Hongling looked at it, and said with a smile: "How come, don't slander the great mage Qingyu?"

Jiang Hua shook his head, then suddenly raised his head and shouted: "Lu Goudan, are you broken sleeves!"

As soon as these words came out, there was a strange silence in the originally chaotic world...

Jiang Hua's mouth, tsk tsk tsk——

Lu Wangchuan was using his sword to block Jiang Cheng's wildly dancing silver flower, and he had to deal with Zhang Heng's constant attack of life-wrapping rope, and he was caught on his chest by the life-wrapping rope when he didn't pay attention.

After this blow, Lu Wangchuan was also annoyed, he held the life-binding rope with his backhand and gave it two knots on his arm, and then swung it vigorously!

The life-wrapping rope rushed towards Zhang Heng like a rising tide on the sea. Zhang Heng wanted to use his strength to return this internal force to him, but unexpectedly he underestimated Lu Wangchuan's internal strength.

Holding one end in each hand and refusing to let go, the internal force sent by Lu Wangchuan lingered in the life-wrapping rope and had nowhere to flow. Under the stalemate going back and forth, only a cracking sound was heard, and the hell artifact was shattered and catalyzed into powder!

Temporarily forcing back an opponent, when Lu Wangchuan was about to cut off the silver spear that was haunting him, he heard Jiang Hua ask him——have you broken your sleeve!

One move, Canglong Going to Sea, was not used, but it almost hurt himself.

Lu Wangchuan stood upright as if someone had slapped him, and roared furiously, "I'll break your ancestor's sleeve! Are you with me?!"

Jiang Cheng: "If you speak disrespectfully, you will die!"

Not far away, Duan Chongshu raised his Zen stick horizontally and swept away several green vines that were as relentless as poisonous snakes. His white clothes floated back like clouds, and he glanced at Lu Wangchuan.

Jiang Hua spat: "Fuck me, I'm talking about your brother!"

Chu Huanian was still circling among a group of juniors, he shuddered when he heard this, and looked back as if he had eaten a fly.

He knows that Jiang Hua has no brains, so why Lu Wangchuan is talking nonsense with him, these two are bullshit!

Lu Wangchuan's brows were almost frowned, and he let out a breath of exhaustion, raised his sword and deflected the silver spear that attacked him again, ignoring Jiang Hua's club.

He has two senior brothers, which one are you talking about, big brother? !

The flames of war broke out again, but being so stirred up by Jiang Hua, the spirit of killing was a little less, and the atmosphere was really weird.

Lu Wangchuan was also a little irritable at this time, and it was inevitable that he would be absent-minded when fighting with Jiang Cheng, but Jiang Cheng became more courageous as he fought, and was ordered by the imperial power to kill the person who dared to violate the order of heaven and earth in front of him. ground □ □.

Zhang Heng ran out of weapons, so he had Yin soldiers under his command.

Several Yin soldiers who had been silent for a long time surrounded Lu Wangchuan in an instant, wrapping him in his belly.

Being outnumbered is obviously not good for him. Although Lu Wangchuan is arrogant, he is not without brains. Seeing this, he stepped on Jiang Cheng's silver gun and flew upwards, trying to temporarily relieve the danger of siege.

Only after applying the internal strength to one step, he felt the zhenqi in the lower part of his body suddenly flow back, and all of it poured back into the inner mansion. At the same time, a burning pain in his right arm spread to his chest like wildfire!

How could I forget that the corpse poison on his body was only temporarily suppressed, and it has not been cured yet!

Lu Wangchuan's inner strength and zhenqi seemed to be locked in the dantian of the inner mansion, and his body suddenly fell downwards.

Zhang Heng took the opportunity to throw another trembling rope at him, and the iron rope was cut off by his sword when it got close to his body, but Jiang Cheng shot out a silver spear through the wind, piercing Lu Wangchuan's chest like a broken bamboo!

Lu Wangchuan's internal energy was locked, and he cut Zhang Heng's iron chain when he saw a silver spear attacking him from an extremely tricky angle. Bring out a bloodstain.

Zhang Heng threw the life-wrapping lock at him again, and this time it finally wrapped him tightly, wrapping him tightly like a rice dumpling.

"Zhang Heng!"

Hearing a cry, Duan Chongshu swung his Zen staff and cut off the iron chain in Zhang Heng's hand, wearing white clothes and flying over the clouds.

"It's not your turn to intervene in the affairs of the world!"

Duan Chongshu couldn't help but slapped him with a ruthless palm. Even the ghost emperors of the five directions were no match for him, not to mention that there was only Zhang Heng at this time, so killing him would be all right!

Lu Wangchuan fell to the ground, tensing his arms and trying to break the iron chain on his body.

Mu Youcai flew down from the sky, and just touched the iron chain on his body with his hand, and saw the fetish withdrew from him as quickly as if touched by fire.

Lu Wangchuan glanced at the iron chain shrunk to the ground in surprise, frowned and said nothing.

Mu Youcai helped him up and asked, "Are you injured?"

Lu Wangchuan only had time to see his face clearly at this time, and he felt that this face was familiar to him, but not so familiar.

"Well, are you still alive?"

I almost bit my own tongue after speaking, this question is nonsense.

Mu Youcai smiled: "It's a long story, let's go out and talk about it first."

At this time, Chongshu scattered Zhang Heng's internal energy with one kick, then raised his Zen staff and pointed it at his heart, saying imposingly: "I will not interfere with your affairs in the underworld, and it is not your turn to step into the underworld!"

As soon as the words fell, a female voice excitedly said: "Then can the old man take action to subdue this villain?!"

Immortal Elder Ziwei walked out of the forest, pointed at Duan Chongshu and said angrily, "Thanks to the teachings of my school in the past, you have achieved today, but now you are ungrateful and protecting demons everywhere! It is also a thing that deceives teachers and destroys ancestors!"

Duan Chongshu put away his Zen staff and stood under the full moon, clasped his hands together and remained silent.

However, Lu Wangchuan felt that it wasn't that Duan Chongshu still cared about his past relationships. If Ziwei hadn't been a girl, he would have punished her according to the law. Although his words were scary, he obviously didn't care about gossip.

Ziwei glared at him, then turned to Jiang Cheng and saluted, "Master Jiang, I hope you can help me catch the evildoer"

Jiang Cheng: "It's easy to say"

Lu Wangchuan understood that his internal strength had been sealed at this time, so he tightened Mu Youcai's sleeves and said in a low voice, "Let's go."

Mu Youcai immediately protected his shoulder and turned around to leave the place.

Ziwei persisted: "Stop going!"

Duan Chongshu swung her sleeves to push her back, and then flew towards him in the air.

There was a sound of clothes tearing and flying from far to near, and a white robe fell in front of him. Duan Chongshu stood in front of him, holding a Zen stick in his hand and shielding the ground, and said coldly: "You can only follow me."

Lu Wangchuan leaned on Mu Youcai, twitched the corners of his lips and said, "Go to Penglai Mountain, are you locked up?"

"Only I can keep you safe!"

"What I want is not safety, but freedom"

Lu Wangchuan said: "You never know what I'm doing"

Duan Chongshu's frozen eyes slowly moved to Mu Youcai: "Then you can't go with him either."

Mu Youcai looked at him frankly and fearlessly.

Lu Wangchuan tilted his head and said with a smile, "Okay, then follow me."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to pull his sleeve, with a cunning smile on his lips: "Will you go?"

Duan Chongshu: ...

Before he pulled back his sleeves, Mu Youcai took a step forward and pulled away Lu Wangchuan's hand, smiling at him: "This is not what it used to be, Archmage, I am no longer crawling under your feet begging you to save me After leaving Yinhuo Prison, Mu Youcai is dying, why can't Wang Chuan come with me?"

After speaking, he drew out the scimitar from his waist and swung it straight at his head without any detour!

At this moment, Mu Youcai is indeed not what he used to be. He has not lost a hundred rounds with Duan Chongshu just now, and his moves are even more extraordinary at this time. Every move and style is full of killing skills!

Duan Chongshu also turned into a ruthless and selfless great mage, mercilessly confronting his Lianyue scimitar with the Zen staff in his hand, and the destructive internal strength is enough to change the world here!

Lu Wangchuan frowned and looked thoughtfully at the two who were fighting not far away.

It's Duan Chongshu again... What kind of relationship did they have? Could it be that Mu Youcai is still alive and he has always known that Mu Youcai asked him for help, so why didn't he save him?

Suddenly a gust of wind rolled up layers of fallen leaves, blowing out several bright stars in the sky.

Lu Wangchuan raised his head to look, secretly said bad!

☆. Wushan Cloudy Night [[-]]

Suddenly a gust of wind rolled up layers of fallen leaves, blowing out several bright stars in the sky.

Lu Wangchuan raised his head to look, secretly said bad!

At this time, there was a loud bang under the ground, as if someone was chopping left and right with an axe. After a while, a long and narrow crack opened on the ground, and it continued to spread to both sides, like a beast with a huge mouth, trying to kill The sky is swallowed up!

"Duan Chongshu!"

Lu Wangchuan had no skill at the moment, and when he was sucked into the crack, he clung to the ground and cried subconsciously.

Not only him, everyone present was sucked into this grand canyon that was torn from the center of the earth. Some young juniors screamed and screamed into the bottomless pit that fell into the ground, and those with higher cultivation bases were still struggling on the ground.

Duan Chongshu rushed to the crack in the ground and grabbed his hand to pull him up, but at this moment a strong gust of wind gushed out from the center of the earth, pulling him in with unparalleled strong suction.

Like the autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves, all living things on the ground were swept down to the center of the earth, and they returned to calm in an instant.

When falling down, Lu Wangchuan only felt that he had passed through a white mist, and at this moment, there was also a white mist, and there was a condensed white wet and cold mist in all directions, and he could not see his fingers, and his visibility was extremely low.

He got up from the ground clutching his still aching arm, and looked around, only seeing an unfathomable white mist.

He tentatively called a few people, but no one answered him, and there was no news.

He had no choice but to go forward, and within a few steps he bumped into something. He squinted his eyes to look carefully, and even reached out to touch it. Finally, he realized that he had bumped into a wall. Was there a wall?Feeling along the base of the wall, he found a door, which meant that this place was not a wilderness, but a village or town.

As he walked, he saw a smear of green on the side of the road again. It was a piece of weeds growing half a person's height. At this time, the fog was gradually dissipating. Although it was still very thick, he could always see something.

It seems that this is a small town that no one has lived in for a long time, and the weeds on the ground are taller than people.

babble?Is there someone in front?

Lu Wangchuan looked intently, and saw a person walking out of the white mist in front of him. The person was quite handsome and came gracefully with a folding fan in his hand.

"...coincidentally"

Lu Wangchuan chuckled at him.

Duan Chongshu unfolded his folding fan and waved away the white mist between them: "Follow me, there is a road ahead"

After speaking, he turned and walked into the thick fog.

Lu Wangchuan followed behind him step by step, and asked, "Where are the others? My senior brother, and Miss Jiang"

Speaking of his senior brother, he also remembered the entanglement between Mu Youcai and him, so he stepped forward to stand side by side with him, and asked, "Eh? My senior brother Mu said just now that you would die without saving him. Is it true?"

Duan Chong was silent.

Lu Wangchuan asked again: "He said he begged you to save him from Yinhuo Hell, and you also went to Yinhuo Hell? What are you doing?"

Duan Chong was silent.

"You know all about it, don't you? Whether it's me, Senior Brother Chu or Senior Brother Mu, you know what happened to them?"

Duan Chongshu was annoyed by his question, stopped and turned to him and said, "Yes, I know all about it, I was there when Chu Huanian was invaded by the demon, and I was also there when Mu Youcai was eaten by ghosts They are dying, what else do they want to ask?"

Lu Wangchuan unconsciously squeezed out a smile on his face hidden behind the white mist, and said, "If you know it, you know it, why are you suddenly anxious, eh? There seems to be someone in front, go and have a look."

There's even a restaurant in this place?Isn't the character on a chess stick inserted on the thatched cottages just - wine?

Regardless of whether other people are ghosts or not, first figure out where this is.

There was only one bartender in the restaurant, and the bartender was quite surprised when she saw them, and even said that she hadn't met any strangers for some days.

The proprietress quickly ordered a few bowls of wine for them.

Lu Wangchuan sat down and asked, "Sister, what is this place?"

The proprietress said, "I'll tell you if you drink my wine"

Without saying a word, he raised his head and drank two bowls, and praised: "Good wine!"

The proprietress said: "Our place was originally called Peach Blossom Town. When it comes to the blooming season, the peach blossoms are overwhelming, not to mention how beautiful it is. Later, for some reason, a plague broke out in the village and everyone died. The peach tree also died, and the blinding white mist fell from the sky, blocking the connection between the village and the outside world, and slowly turning into a lonely city, renamed Misty City, this white mist, it does not disperse all year round."

"...Is there any way out?"

"Yes"

The proprietress pointed in one direction: "You guys go to that cliff. There is a Marriage Temple next to the cliff. There lives a red moon woman in it. She knows how to get out."

After hearing this, Lu Wangchuan got up and was about to leave, but was stopped by the proprietress.

"Drink another bowl, no one has tasted the wine I brewed for a long time."

Lu Wangchuan thought for a while, then raised his finger and pointed to the man in white clothes standing not far away, "Then you call him to drink with me, you can drink as much as you like."

The proprietress then went to pull Duan Chongshu, pulled him over forcefully, and gave him a bowl of wine.

Duan Chongshu held the wine bowl and looked at Lu Wangchuan helplessly.

Lu Wangchuan simply opened a jar, and said with a smile, "What are you looking at? The proprietress invites us to drink, she must be flattering, you drink a bowl, I drink another jar, will you appreciate it?"

Duan Chongshu didn't want to show him this face very much, so he refused with a cold face.

"As long as you drink this wine, I will follow you after you go out. I will listen to whatever you say, and only listen to you."

The wine bowl in Duan Chongshu's hand shook, and he turned to look at him after a while, and asked, "Really?"

Lu Wangchuan still had the same grinning and unserious look: "It's true, it's true if I say it, so do you want to drink it or not?"

Duan Chongshu immediately raised his head and drank a bowl of wine, put the bowl on the table to cover his unstoppable cough.

"Drink it slowly if you haven't already"

Lu Wangchuan laughed at him, then pumped the bottom of the jar and drank it dry, and finally put the wine jar on the table, clasped his fists to the proprietress, and said, "Thank you."

The proprietress leaned against the table and watched their backs gradually disappearing into the mist, and sang softly: "Peach Blossom Village under Peach Blossom Mountain, Peach Blossom Forest in Peach Blossom Village, peach blossom guests in Peach Blossom Forest, don't forget the wine maker in the forest—"

Lu Wangchuan was in a good mood after drinking the altar of wine, and hummed a little tune all the way without stopping for a moment, but he also found that he had some bad habits of only drinking for pleasure, and he really didn't have much promise.

It's hard to tell the direction in this ghostly place, so the problem of leading the way naturally fell on Duan Chongshu's head. Lu Wangchuan followed him as the shopkeeper, so happy that he realized that when they were walking in place, they had already spared the road. I walked the street three or four times.

"Hey... How do you lead the way? Is it reliable?"

It is rare to have the opportunity to see him suffer, otherwise Lu Wangchuan would not let go of this opportunity to make fun of him, shook his head seriously and said: "He also said that he would let me go with you, and he must not lead me to Is it in the ditch?"

I thought this high-collared flower wouldn't talk to him, but Duan Chongshu unexpectedly did.

"Follow me, you said you would follow me"

Lu Wangchuan was stunned for a moment, squinting his eyes as if to see his face clearly, but there was a mist blocking him, and he could only see the outline of his face, but couldn't see his nose clearly at all.

"yes"

Lu Wangchuan laughed and said: "Then you go ahead and take it, I will follow you."

Duan Chongshu didn't move, he stood there with a tall body, completely motionless, as if he would spend forever with him like this.

Lu Wangchuan: ...

It's time for you to go.

Strange, why is it so strange, Duan Chongshu usually struggled to say a word to him, what happened today.

Lu Wangchuan had a flash of inspiration, and suddenly thought of a conjecture, so he hooked his head and stretched his face in front of him...

Now it's close enough, the nose is almost touching the nose, so Lu Wangchuan can see his face clearly——

No way, drunk?

Duan Chongshu's eyes looked straight at him without avoiding his gaze at all, which was obviously impossible in the past, and his cold glass-like eyes were glowing with a faint halo at the moment, just like the It was as if it had been washed from the water, it was very moist and moist, and when it was placed on his beautiful face, it was really... a lotus flower.

Just as Lu Wangchuan was staring straight at his pale pink lips, Duan Chongshu spoke.

"You just said listen to me and follow me. Once you say something, it's hard to follow. You can't keep your word."

Lu Wangchuan: ...

Wu Yan looked at him for a while, then frowned tightly, covered his heart with his hands, and slowly squatted down.

Whoops, why is this man so drunk...so seductive.

Lu Wangchuan covered his heart, which was so soft that it was about to melt when he touched it, and buried his head in thought, I've also experienced what it means to be full of spring love.

"What's wrong, you're hurt"

Duan Chongshu still had such a lukewarm taste, but at this moment it sounded... so gentle.

Lu Wangchuan raised his head and waved at him: "Come here, squat down"

Duan Chongshu hesitated for a moment, as if wondering if this posture was indecent, but he squatted down in front of him, and repeated again: "You have to listen to me, and you can't go back on your word."

It's over, it's over, it's over, it's over, it's over, it's over...

Lu Wangchuan covered his heart tighter again, lowered his head and sighed deeply.

He is about to indulge in masculinity, so he can't take it off!

"Well, listen to you, don't go back on your word"

Lu Wangchuan looked up at him and smiled, teasing a child, "Then tell me, what do you want me to do?"

Duan Chongshu looked into his eyes without blinking, obviously thinking seriously about what he should do.

It looks...so beautiful, the daffodils are gone.

"...you close your eyes"

Although Duan Chongshu is not very sober now, he is still on guard and asked, "What are you doing?"

Lu Wangchuan groaned: "Shut it up if you tell me to do so, if you don't listen to me, why should I listen to you?"

So, he closed his eyes.

Lu Wangchuan looked at the jade-like face in front of him, the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually stagnated, and suddenly he raised his head and kissed his right eye lightly...

When the lips left, he just felt his eyelashes fluttering.

Duan Chongshu suddenly opened his eyes, stared at him for a moment, then turned his head away, his ears were faintly red.

Wine, what a fucking good thing!

Lu Wangchuan looked at him with a smile, like a hooligan who has successfully molested a beautiful boy from a good family.

"Do you still recognize me?"

He asked nonchalantly.

Duan Chongshu cleared his throat, but still didn't look at him, and replied, "Yes."

"Who?"

"...Forget River"

Lu Wangchuan nodded: "Very good."

He patted his palms, stood up and said, "Let's go."

Duan Chongshu got up and grabbed his wrist: "No, you come with me."

Lu Wangchuan looked down at him holding his hand, and smiled again: "Well...how about you go out with me first, and then I will go out with you?"

"......Um"

So Lu Wangchuan held his wrist with his backhand, and headed towards the direction the proprietress pointed out.

Hey... how nice it would be to be so innocent and easy to deceive and take away forever!

☆, Wushan Cloudy Night [[-]]

The cliff mentioned by the proprietress is actually not the same, it is just a cliff with a depth of [-] zhang, and after walking for a quarter of an hour, you will arrive at the Temple of Marriage. The so-called Temple of Wenmarriage is a small wooden house. The bare peach tree, I don't know what year it is, has not bloomed for many years, the trunk is dead, and there is a stone table and bench under the tree.

The white mist here is much thinner than that at the bottom of the mountain, at least you can see people.

Lu Wangchuan pushed open the wooden house, and saw a stone statue sitting inside, vaguely resembling a woman, and an altar was placed in front of the altar, which had been seldom visited for a long time, and a thick layer of dust fell on the altar.

"Is anyone there? Excuse me"

No one answered him, probably no one, when Lu Wangchuan wanted to go back the same way, he heard the voice of an old woman vomit behind him.

"Some, some, ask for a lottery or ask for a divination."

When he looked back, it was the stone statue that was talking, and the blurred eyebrows and eyes were moving. Then an old woman in a coarse cloth dress came out from the stone statue. became a flower.

"Old man, I ask the way"

Hong Po pointed to Duan Chongshu who was waiting at the side, and said with a smile: "Two people came, and they said they were asking for directions, but the passers-by couldn't find this place, so come and sit down first."

Hong Po held his hand kindly, pulled him to sit on the stone bench, and called Duan Chongshu to sit down.

Before Duan Chongshu woke up from the wine, he sat down and propped up his forehead and began to doze off.

Hong Po watched Lu Wangchuan's face carefully, and smiled lovingly: "Son, ask if the marriage is here?"

Lu Wangchuan quickly waved his hands: "No no no"

"Don't worry, don't worry, listen to my old lady chatting with you"

Hong Po stretched out her skinny index finger and slowly wrote the word 'Marriage' on the dusty desktop, then fell into a long thought.

Lu Wangchuan didn't speak anymore, and quietly waited for her to write, it seemed that he really came to ask about marriage.

"...you listen to me"

It took a long time for Hong Po to speak, and then she sighed, and said to him: "My child, there is no 'marriage' in your life."

Lu Wangchuan was silent: "...what?"

His gaze subconsciously shifted to Duan Chongshu.

"Come on, look, the word marriage, you are asking about marriage, this marriage, a woman, a cause, although you are destined to have a beauty, but there is no destiny, although a man is a man, no cause and effect can be achieved without a beauty, but Your fate is dangerous, and your femininity can't stabilize your yang arrogance, so you don't have many marriages in your life, only cause and effect, and it's a cause and effect passed down from generation to generation. He is the one you are destined to be in this life"

Whoever complies with the karma of your past and present lives is the person you are destined for in this life——

Lu Wangchuan listened to these words, then looked at the dozing man and smiled slowly, and said, "I don't know, maybe it's him."

As he spoke, his eyes fixed, and he asked, "Grandma, can you measure someone's birth date? I want you to do the math for me...his name"

"Who?"

"he"

Hong Po looked at Duan Chongshu carefully for a moment, then shook her head and said: "This gentleman has made a deal with others including his name in his past life, so it is impossible to find out."

trade?Has he traded his current position as an archmage?Or - Nie Huayin's reincarnation.

"wait"

Hong Po got up and went back to the house, and soon came back with a book sewn from yellowed old paper.

"The above are all the expelled people who signed secret agreements with Shenzong and Mozong to make deals. Let's see if you can find them out."

He unfolded the roster, and strange names appeared in front of his eyes, as if he could still see a part of the past of the person whose name was written on it through this layer of withered and old paper.

Who and what is it that makes these people willing to trade their souls in their afterlife...

"...Forget River"

Duan Chongshu was fast asleep. At this moment, the arm supporting his forehead loosened, and he lay down on the stone table, murmuring Lu Wangchuan's name in his mouth, as if he had some kind of dream.

Lu Wangchuan turned his head to look at him, his eyes were unprecedentedly calm and soft, and he heard him say in a low voice: "Follow me"

These three light words made Lu Wangchuan's eyes hurt.

I also want to go with you, but I don't even know where I should go, so how can I go with you, can you wait?wait for me--

A butterfly flew out from nowhere, gradually closed its wings, and landed quietly on the back of his hand.

Duan Chongshu flipped his palm lightly, and the frightened butterfly fluttered away.

Lu Wangchuan turned his gaze back to the book in front of him, his eyes trembled suddenly, strands of deep and shallow waves flashed across his eyes, his eyes suddenly turned red, and he looked at a blurred ink on the yellow paper that had passed through time Most of the name was incomplete, and in an instant, tears flowed down my face...

His index finger rested lightly on a line of words, and pointed to the three words without prejudice - Duan Xunyang.

Everyone in the world thinks that Duan is very special, but no one can remember Duan Xunyang.

Today I will stay far away, bid farewell to you and forget the river, and wait for the day to cleanse the karma of your past life and send it to reincarnation. I will exhaust my body and bones to help you regenerate. Everyone in the world can die, but there must be no Hua Yiner...... .

A farewell poem left on the Sansheng Stone, Duan Chongshu thought that this "Book of Yuhuayin" would be like what he wrote—whether you know it or not, whether you are grateful or not, my wish is that this book is not just for the eyes of the king, but Leave the world to rest your heart, that's enough.

After all, when Nie Huayin was so arrogant and refused to listen to dissuasion, he insisted on doing a soul-sealing array to summon souls and cultivate his body. Instead, he was swallowed back by the eyes of the array, blood and flesh sprayed, and his bones died. Before the ghost gate at the end of the road, I saw him for the last time, but it was the blue sky and the yellow spring, separated by life and death.

At that time, he stood in front of the ghost gate and waited for an unknown how long before the ghost escort escorting Nie Huayin's soul appeared late.

"The errand opened the way, the saint backed away—"

The ghost who opened the way banged on the wooden clapper in his hand, and the shackles on Nie Huayin's feet dragged on the ground, making a heavy jingling sound, like a sad and helpless lament, loneliness, loneliness, resentment... ...

For Duan Chongshu, he will remember that voice for a long time. It was the last time he saw his old friend coming back, but it was the last time he saw him in this life.

Just like a long time ago, when Nie Huayin got drunk from drinking too much, she used to sit under the acacia tree, taking advantage of her drunkenness, and sang a lingering and melodious song—to express her heartfelt feelings.

Wake up and break the spring sleep, and the plum calyx is inserted into the residual branches.Dreams are far from returning,