You are not allowed to become a demon through books

Wen backfired, seriously injured and comatose;

The majestic hermit school turned the world upside down overnight.

At that time, Lu Zhuoyang brought back as a "needle box" was less than full moon, and was still crying in his infancy. Naturally, he couldn't bear the powerful thing to suppress the formation. In addition, Xiao Wuwang was unconscious and the formation was not yet completed. Repairing the magic lock formation was only a matter. Can let it go.

The old man Mingxin and the head of the sect took the second best, and used the power of magic to push Lu Zhuoyang's soul out of his body, leaving enough space, and locked the evil spirit of the monster in the well in his body with three consecutive seals. ——What half-human, half-demon is just a cover, in the final analysis, it is just a container used to hold evil spirits.

However, it is only a helpless move to guard the evil spirit with the body of the yin and yang.The three souls and seven souls of a person are naturally attracted to each other, and as they grow older, this pulling force is irreversible.

If Lu Zhuoyang's missing soul returns to its place, the power of the serial seals will be difficult to compete with the evil spirits, and I'm afraid they won't be able to trap them.

Up to now, the old man Mingxin had no choice but to take out the Spirit Breaking Nail.

Ever since he was a child, the old man Mingxin and the head of the sect have repeatedly emphasized to him that if he feels unwell, he must be notified in time.So when Lu Zhuoyang noticed something strange from the very beginning, he was mentally prepared. When the old man Mingxin asked him to go to the Mingxin Pavilion alone, he was not surprised at all.

From knowing nothing at the beginning, to being clear and clear later, experiencing the complacency of "I am different from others", to the "Why me" that I can't figure out even if I want to break my head.

It must be a lie to say that you don't hate it.

When the brothers laughed and cursed, he had to carefully hide his identity with the seal around his neck;

When the juniors were imagining the extraordinary future, he could only carefully wrap his arms around the few lifespans, counting the days he still had to live on with his fingers.

In the years of growing up, I put away the competitive and playful nature of my youth, and learned to keep my emotions in my stomach, not to make friends with others, and only turned my resentment into taciturnity.

But when sitting face to face with old man Mingxin, Lu Zhuoyang didn't speak.

What's ridiculous is that old man Mingxin couldn't say a word in front of his most beloved apprentice.

There are more than 140 lives and a mission that has to be completed between the two of them... If you want to be polite, it doesn't matter if you don't say it.

The old man Mingxin took out the stone box that was placed in the well town, and laid out the five spirit breaking nails one by one, neatly lined up on the ground.

Lu Zhuoyang didn't feel any emotion, no fear, or curiosity when he saw the township that he had heard about for a long time.He picked up one and carefully stroked the lines on it from the end of the needle.

The old man Mingxin looked at him and didn't stop him.

"After the soul returns to its place tonight, the teacher will drive the first spirit breaking nail in for you. It will hurt a little, so bear with it."

Lu Zhuoyang nodded, and put the broken spirit nail back on the ground: "I understand."

What the two said was polite and alienated, and the old man Mingxin nodded after Lu Zhuoyang, as if doing so would make him feel better.

The old man Mingxin has been brewing for a long time, wanting to say something that can comfort each other.

But Lu Zhuoyang opened his mouth first.

"The apprentice has something to ask for."

At that moment, the old man Mingxin was actually grateful.If I can fulfill my wish for my apprentice, I may feel less guilty and feel better in my heart.

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "But it's okay to say."

Lu Zhuoyang put his hands on his knees and sat upright.

A lark rested on the guardrail of the attic at some point, combing its feathers contentedly, and the crisp chirping of the same kind came from a distance. It raised its head, looked left and right, then fluttered its wings and flew away.

Lu Zhuoyang withdrew his gaze and said seriously:

"What is the righteousness of the common people, I have only a half-knowledge, and I have never figured it out. But the fate is like this, and I can't blame others. It's just that the first half of my life is ignorant;

"I only ask Master for one thing, and I hope Master will fulfill it. After the soul returns to its place, please ask Master to erase the memory of disciple.

"Don't want to die. Don't want to be famous all over the world.

"Just before the five nails get together, forget everything, let go of the burden, and live for yourself once."

☆, dream back

Lu Zhuoyang didn't go back to his residence at night, and sat in Qingjing Pavilion until dawn.

When the first ray of sunlight rose from the horizon in the morning, he walked to the window sill and looked into the distance.With green willows and lush flowers and leaves, Yuling Mountain is still alive and full of vitality.

The position where he stood had a good view. Looking far away, he could see where the three peaks meet, and there was an open-air stone platform between the two chain bridges. At this time, there were a few faint figures on the stone platform.Lu Zhuoyang turned around and went downstairs to go there. Before anyone arrived, he could clearly see the three people sitting around the stone table from a distance.

Ming Xin, Xiao Wuwang and the sect leader He Qiyou are all there.

The hem of their clothes and hair were still stained with morning dew, they must have been here for some time, and it is not known whether they did not return overnight, or simply arrived early.

At this moment He Qiyou is playing chess with Xiao Wuwang, his expression is very serious, he seems to be in trouble, a little troubled.Holding a chess piece in his hand, he is hesitant.

Ming Xin watched the battle from the sidelines, and couldn't help interjecting: "Senior brother——"

Xiao Wuwang glared at him, and said: "Watching chess without speaking is a real gentleman."

Mingxin laughed, talked about him from left to right, and then waved at him as if he had just seen Lu Zhuoyang with exaggerated surprise on his face.Lu Zhuoyang stepped forward and sat down quietly beside Ming Xin.

How can you hold on to black, but Xiao Wuwang holds on to white.

He thought about this step for a long time, and finally made up his mind to put the black chess on the board.

Xiao Wuwang's expression was as deadly as ever, but at this moment, he didn't know if it was an illusion, but he seemed to be in a trance.He chuckled lightly, followed by Bai Zi, and said, "Brother, you lost."

"No." He Qiyou shook his head, reaching out to retrieve the chess piece, "This step shouldn't be done like this."

Xiao Wuwang held him down and said angrily, "I have no regrets."

Ming Xin also chimed in and said, "Brother, this is your fault. If you lose, you lose. At such an age, do you still want to play tricks?"

He Qiyou waved his hands and explained: "It's not that the old man can't afford to lose, but I just want to play a little longer....That's all." He raised his head, glanced at the sky, and said with a flick of his sleeve, "It's getting late. Then Go away."

As soon as these words came out, Ming Xin and Xiao Wuwang fell silent.

"I won't say any extra words." He Qiyou got up and flicked the corner of his flat clothes lightly.The rest of the people also stood up together.

"We'll wait for the seniors, so let's say goodbye here." The master bowed deeply to the two juniors, "Then there will be no future."

Ming Xin and Xiao Wuwang looked at each other, and responded with the same courtesy, saying in unison:

"It will be indefinite later."

……

The three old men have lived for many years, and they are not sticklers. After saying goodbye to each other, they went to the three peaks.

He Qiyou sat on the main peak Youxifeng, Xiao Wuwang crossed the iron chain bridge and went straight to Youcang Peak.

The old man Mingxin and Lu Zhuoyang stood on the stone platform, watched the two of them go away until they were no longer in sight, then the old man Mingxin pointed to another chain bridge, and said to Lu Zhuoyang, "Let's go to visit Lanfeng with you as a teacher."

Ever since he was sensible, Lu Zhuoyang had never traveled with the old man Mingxin again. After more than ten years, it was really different.

The old man Mingxin walked ahead, and Lu Zhuoyang followed behind. The two of them were silent all the way. Fortunately, the bell of the chain bridge rang, so it didn't look too awkward.

Walking to the end of the bridge, the old man Mingxin stopped suddenly, stroked his long gray beard, looked around, and said with emotion: "The mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the aura is abundant. Zhuo Yang knows why my school of controlling spirits has never backed down for thousands of years, and has always been To dominate this mountain?"

Lu Zhuoyang said: "The location of Yuling Mountain corresponds to the Suomo Well in the far west, and it is the starting point of the Suomo formation."

"That's right. Don't say it's thousands of years, even if it's tens of millions of years, you can't back down." The old man Mingxin nodded, and said, "The lock magic formation was drawn by the flesh and blood of my three senior brothers, not by me." The three of us can't finish it, but the three of us can't start the battle. That's why my senior brother and I have worked so hard to wake up the little junior brother for many years, and it's also a pain for him. ——And you."

Having said that, the old man Mingxin turned around, raised his hand and patted Lu Zhuoyang on the shoulder: "It's hard for you."

In my impression, the old man Mingxin has always been someone who needs to look up, but now he has to lower his head slightly to meet his gaze.Not only that, but the fairy-like bones with long beard and long hair are now tainted with indelible fatigue.

At this moment, Lu Zhuoyang realized that the tall and straight master in his heart was really old.

He hesitated for a moment, then said, "I don't think it's hard work."

"You don't need to say anything against your will." The old man Mingxin waved his hand and smiled bitterly, and said again, "My master shoulders the heavy responsibility of guarding the magic lock formation, and I will risk my life to defend the formation. For many years, everything has been based on this , abide by oneself. And use this principle to restrain you...but never ask you if you are willing.

"The words you said on the day when the seven stars returned to the soul and merged into one, I have thought about it for a long time after being a teacher. It is not your original wish to be a body of yin and yang, nor is it your original wish to shoulder the responsibility of suppressing the formation. In the past twenty years, I have been imposing all kinds of wishes on you... As a teacher, I owe you an apology."

"If there is an afterlife," the old man Mingxin stopped at this point.

At this time, the sun was already high, dispelling the mist in the mountains, revealing the true colors of the mountains and rivers.

"The scenery of Yuling Mountain is like a day for a hundred years. You can see it every day when you open your eyes, but you can never get tired of looking at it."

All of a sudden, the old man in front of him reunited with the master who doted on him and secretly treated him more than ten years ago.

"I'm sorry, dear student. ——If there is an afterlife, you can live according to your own thoughts."

The small town at the foot of Yuling Mountain is as lively as ever in the morning.The small vendor yelled vigorously, stopped occasionally, wiped his thin sweat with a sweat towel, and inadvertently raised his head, and saw a figure rushing by with a sword in the clear sky. Ren Daijian fell headlong.

The small vendor exclaimed, attracting everyone around to look at him.At this time, the old woman who was in front of the stall pointed to him and asked him, "How do you sell this bean curd?"

The small vendor immediately came to his senses, took the bean curd and handed it to her: "One roll of three Wen coins, the mother-in-law at home made it herself, the taste is the best..."

After leaving Linyuan City overnight, Jiang Ling rushed straight to Yuling Mountain without stopping for a moment.

From the day when the five sects and six sects chased him down the cliff, he challenged and searched for people, and was imprisoned by Li inexplicably in a confinement room. He was tense for days and couldn't relax at all times. In addition to the internal injuries that had not healed all along, he forcibly used the sword When he reached the foot of Yuling Mountain, he lost all strength and fell into the dense forest at the foot of the mountain.

Fortunately, the forest is full of foliage, so it's okay to fall off, but it's impossible to continue forward.Jiang Ling had no choice but to sit on the side of the road, took a water bag, drank water, leaned under the shade of a tree, and rested for a while.

He originally thought to just close his eyes slightly, but he couldn't control his thoughts and fell into a deep sleep.

……

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, Lu Zhuoyang's voice could be faintly heard in his ears.

That idiot didn't call him well, but kept pushing and shoving him, yelling, "Why don't you pay it back? The sun is already drying your ass! The little brother said, the market in Qingshui City is open again, let's go and join in the fun ? You ran away in anger after only half of the shopping last time, let's take a good turn this time, shall we?"

Jiang Ling was so entangled that he couldn't help but stare at him through the gaps, but he didn't get up. Instead, he pulled him back to the bed and hugged him tightly, saying: "Don't make noise, sleep with me for a while. Even Hurrying, very sleepy."

Sure enough, that idiot stopped arguing, shut his mouth and lay down with him.It's just that people are dishonest, touching his face for a while, and leaning forward to kiss him twice, without using any force, just rubbing his lips lightly twice.

Jiang Ling chuckled, and took advantage of Lu Zhuoyang's effort to come up again, and bit him hard.

Only hearing "Ouch", Lu Zhuoyang became honest, hugged him back, and said after a while: "Jiang Ling, I'm going home."

Jiang Ling responded with a hoarse voice: "Huh?"

"I'm here to say goodbye." Lu Zhuoyang said, "I'm not staying in Yuling Mountain anymore.

"My home is far away. I don't know when I can come back. Don't come to me, and don't bother my brothers. Okay?"

It sounds a bit serious.

Jiang Ling just opened his eyes to look at him, pinched his face for a long while, and said, "It's a good idea." Then he hugged him tightly and rubbed his neck, "I didn't agree, you are not allowed to go. "

Lu Zhuoyang stopped talking and just accompanied him quietly.Jiang Ling fell into a deep sleep again, but after a while, the annoying spirit became noisy again, repeating in his ear: "Don't look for me. Don't wait for me."

Jiang Ling was annoyed by the reading, so he had to say: "It's annoying to death. Don't look for it, don't look for it, don't you want to look for the head office?"

Lu Zhuoyang responded softly: "Well..."

Jiang Ling felt another kiss on the face—and then a lightness in his arms.

He opened his eyes suddenly.

It's just a dream.

He did not live in the inn in Qingshui City, and Lu Zhuoyang was not by his side either.It's just that I was too tired and fell asleep under the big tree at the foot of Yuling Mountain.

Jiang Ling sat up straight and took another sip of water.

When I put down the water bag, I found a person sitting not far away.Seeing that he was awake, the man spat out the green grass root in his mouth, smiled at him, and said, "Lin Zhaoxu, the eldest disciple of the master of the Spirit Control Sect, has met Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Ling's heart tightened suddenly, and he grabbed Nianyou.It was so careless that someone approached without knowing it.

"Don't be nervous," Lin Zhaoxu stood up, "I mean no harm."

Jiang Ling snorted coldly, straightened his posture, and prepared to face the battle: "You want to stop me from going up the mountain? My master can stop me, but you may not."

"Mr. Jiang misunderstood." Lin Chaoxu shook his head, spread his hands empty in front of him, making it clear that he was not going to fight, "I really can't beat you, but when you were completely defenseless just now, if I want to sneak attack, there is no hindrance. It would be easy to stop you from going up the mountain. But I didn't do it."

Lin Zhaoxu smiled, and said again: "Mount Yuling has always said that it is easy to go down the mountain and difficult to go up the mountain. Do you really know that the maze of my school of Yuling is said to be easy to break through? To be honest, I don't need to stop you, you can't enter the mountain But you are lucky, I am here to take you up the mountain today."

There is nothing to be courteous, and it is either a traitor or a thief.

Jiang Ling asked vigilantly, "What conditions?"

"Mr. Jiang is indeed a smart man." Lin Zhaoxu applauded three times and praised, "It's actually very simple. If I say that the person you are looking for is not on the mountain, you will not believe me.

"But it doesn't matter. If you come this time, I will treat you with courtesy, and you can stay as long as you want. But—"

He paused, "That's the end of it. As long as you leave this time, within five years, you are not allowed to step into my Yuling Mountain again. Mr. Jiang, how about this condition?"

☆, star broken

In the past few days, Jiang Ling has always felt uneasy, and just now he had that strange dream with no beginning and no end, and the uneasiness became even more intense.

At this time, a person who claimed to be the big disciple under the head of the Spirit Control Sect jumped out and told him that he would be willing to help as long as he agreed to a non-painful condition.Jiang Ling would never believe that there was nothing wrong with it.

But Lin Zhaoxu was right about one thing, if he was allowed to venture into the maze alone, he might not be able to climb the mountain for a while.The most urgent task is to find Lu Zhuoyang as soon as possible. Such a balance makes this condition extremely attractive.

Jiang Ling said without any hesitation, "Deal."

"Huh?" Lin Zhaoxu was a little surprised that he should be so straightforward, "Why don't you ask without asking, are you afraid that I will blackmail you?"

Jiang Ling looked unhappy, and said, "Stop talking nonsense and lead the way."

Lin Zhaoxu smiled, not annoyed by his rudeness, and said, "Young Master Jiang himself agreed to this. A gentleman is hard to follow, but you must keep your word."

Youlan Peak has been deserted all year round, and few people come here. Apart from the ghost stories passed down by the brothers, there is not even a decent mountain road.

When he was a child, Lu Zhuoyang was naughty, and he came to explore several times, but there was nothing special about You Lanfeng except flowers and grass, so he never came again.

Unexpectedly, after so many years, there is an extra path from the mountainside to the top of the mountain.It's a lot of convenience.

The old man Mingxin said: "Your master master opened this road a few days ago, so you really have a heart."

After hearing the words, Lu Zhuoyang took a closer look, and found that the broken branches on the roadside were all new. Reminiscent of Yi Xiaofei's mention of the fact that the head of the master went to Lanfeng alone in the night, he suddenly had some new understanding of the unsmiling uncle.

The master and the apprentice went all the way together, and when they reached the top of the mountain, the old man Mingxin cast a shadow technique, distorting the ground that was originally covered by flowers and plants, fading away the illusion, and revealing his true face.

There was originally a huge circular formation engraved on the ground, and the engravings were covered with dark paint. It was so old that the true color could no longer be distinguished.In the middle of the formation stood a stone tablet, densely written with incantations.

The old man Mingxin waved to Lu Zhuoyang, then pointed to the outside of the formation, and said with a smile: "I still have business to do as a teacher, so I don't care about you. You can find a clean place to sit."

What is the "business", the master and the apprentice know it well.

No matter what, Lu Zhuoyang couldn't respond to the same smile, so he obediently responded: "Okay".

That's enough.

The old man Mingxin ignored him, facing the stele, he suppressed the smile on his face.With a flick of the long sleeve, the mantra seemed to be lifted off a layer of veil. After touching the flowing air, a dark pattern slipped across the surface of the tablet, and then every word seemed to be ignited, brightened and shone dazzlingly. red light.

The old man Mingxin put his hands on the stone tablet and sat down cross-legged, turned his mouth, and recited every word of the rune.

Lu Zhuoyang knelt upright facing the old man Mingxin.The ancient and reverent sound of incantations sounded in his ears, and seemed to have multiple echoes, suppressing them one after another, making him almost unable to lift his head, and could only look at it secretly from the corner of his eyes.

The red light of the characters on the stele became more and more dazzling, and it brightened momentarily with the sound, but the old man Mingxin didn't have the slightest intention to move away, his eyes actually shed tears of blood in the strong bright light.

After holding back for a while, the dazzling red light faded, and became darker and darker layer by layer. From top to bottom, right and left, each word faded to gray in turn, and when it reached the last word, the red light jumped , slid down along the surface of the stele, and entered the palm of the old man Mingxin.

Relying on the body, it poured down at once, poured into the circular formation on the ground, swam along the notch, and filled the formation in an instant.

At the same time, the old man Mingxin yelled: "咜!" The red streamer full of formations boiled in all directions, and then went back against the current, and all of them rushed back to the old man Mingxin.

Mantras one after another wrapped around the old man's body into a complex pattern, his hands, face, and even every invisible point were bright red, dazzling and shocking.

Lu Zhuoyang only felt the tingling pain, and looked down, but found that the five silver cords on his body also stirred up, floating on the surface of his skin, swimming like a silver snake.

There were thunderstorms in the sky, and thick clouds rolled in, covering the sun. The sky changed color instantly, and there was no sky, and the surroundings could hardly be seen.

Lu Zhuoyang was so painful that he almost cried, and his vision became blurred.

In the halo of the red runes blooming, he seemed to hear the sigh of the old man Mingxin, which turned into bits of broken light without any warning, fell silently downwards, and all fell to the ground.

"Do not--"

Lu Zhuoyang roared and reached out to grab it, but it was in vain.

From the circular formation, a magic pillar rushed out from bottom to top, forming a triangle with the magic pillars rushed out from the other two peaks, reaching the sky.

Time stands still here, it seems that only a snap of a finger has passed, and it seems that ten thousand years have passed.

The Fazhu disappeared into the clouds, and a thunderstorm exploded before he came back to his senses and looked up at the sky.

It's raining?

He held out his hand to take it.

not rain.

Yes--

Lu Zhuoyang stared blankly at his fingers.

It's a broken aura.

The pain caused by the floating silver rope has disappeared, and the body has become lighter.The shattered aura fell on the fingertips, penetrated the fingers and fell to the ground, melting away like snowflakes without leaving a single trace.

Lu Zhuoyang raised his hands, but through the back of his hands, he faintly saw the stone tablet not far away.

Bodies are disappearing.Hands, feet, every inch is getting thinner.

Lu Zhuoyang simply put his hand down.

It seems that it is not as uncomfortable as imagined.

He stood up and walked towards the stele.

A gust of wind blew by, and the shallow shadow that was gradually moving swayed, and scattered quietly in this quiet light rain.

……

"Zhuo Yang, tell me the truth, is it true that you have never regretted your memory and rebirth from ignorance?"

"To tell the truth? I regret it, but I don't regret it either. —— People are greedy, but my apprentice is unlucky. After living one day, I want to live another day; I have loved once, and I want to love again; if I don't let go, I want to drag him Get on tighter—if you knew it would be so hard to let go, it would be better if you never got it, and you would be more comfortable."

"Then why don't you regret it?"

why?Lu Zhuoyang thought about it.

"Master, have you ever seen a flower tree full of ice?"

"Never."

"I have seen it before." Lu Zhuoyang said, as if recalling that scene again.

Under the ice flower tree, he was in high spirits.

"It's as beautiful as a picture scroll, and it will never be forgotten."

……

The sun was still shining brightly one moment ago, and the next moment there were dark clouds and thunder, and the entire sky was dyed black.

Jiang Ling wiped off the sweat stains on his forehead, took a look at the strange sky, and said, "The sky has changed."

"Yeah." Along the way, Lin Zhaoxu had a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, but now he restrained himself and kept silent.

Jiang Ling felt strange and glanced at him, but didn't ask any further questions.

When approaching the exit of the maze, Lin Zhaoxu stopped suddenly.

Jiang Ling stopped immediately and asked, "Why..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw three dazzling magic pillars soaring into the sky, and Yuling Mountain was ablaze with red light.Suddenly there was thunder, the mountain wind howled, and the ears were buzzing.It was so easy for the movement to stop, but it seemed to take away all the surrounding sounds, and the surroundings were terribly quiet.

At this time, it began to rain in the sky, and a little bit of broken light fell quietly without making a sound, and when it fell to the ends of the hair and between the eyebrows, it melted and melted into the air.

Jiang Ling had never seen such a strange scene, and he was a little curious for a while, and asked, "What happened on your mountain?"

Lin Zhaoxu kept his eyes on the distance, and when he heard him speak, he came back to his senses and said, "I belong to the spirit-controlling school. The head and the two elders have passed away."

Jiang Ling just asked casually, but after hearing such an understatement from Lin Zhaoxu, he was taken aback and said in surprise, "You don't seem to be sad at all."

"Birth, old age, sickness and death are reincarnations of fate. It's useless to cry. It's better to send them away with a smile, and make them less concerned." Lin Chaoxu said, with the usual foolishness on the corner of his mouth, "Mr. Jiang, the exit is ahead. Yuling Mountain has arrived."

Jiang Ling stood there but did not move: "The last time I saw the old man with a bright heart from your sect, he was still in good health. Why did he pass away suddenly after not seeing each other for a month? Besides, the three great powers passed away at the same time. Is it very strange?"

"This is a housework of the Yuling faction, so don't bother Mr. Jiang." Lin Chaoxu said, "Since you have gone up the mountain, just take a look at it. Please forgive me. Remember what you promised, after leaving Yulingshan , don’t come back.”

"Wait a minute." Jiang Ling strode forward, blocking Lin Chaoxu's way, "You keep saying that the person I'm looking for is not on the mountain, but the person who took him away died on the mountain at this time, so you have nothing to say?"

"Believe it or not." Lin Zhaoxu waved his hand and said, "One last piece of advice, my Spirit Control Sect doesn't have a secret room. When you are looking for someone, don't tear down the house."

It seems that Lin Zhaoxu has nothing to ask here.Jiang Ling furrowed his brows, unable to get a clue for a while.Even Lin Zhaoxu tried his best to bear with bumping into him and passing by him on purpose.

The silent light rain is still falling continuously.

I don't know what the situation of that idiot is now.

Jiang Ling stretched out his finger, pointed at a particularly bright silver aura, and then buried himself in the pace of Lin Zhaoxu.

The aura swayed for a while, circling his fingertips in an intimate circle, and then like the other auras, it dissipated around and disappeared in an instant.

The author has something to say: Director (with a long sigh of relief): I am happy, Chapter 100, I finally wrote to death all the people who wanted to write to death.

Jiang Ling (closes the script, ticking fingers): You, come here.

Director (vigilance): What do you want to do?

Jiang Ling (pulls out the mace hidden behind him, and swears regardless of his appearance): You are a god, see if I can't beat you to death today!

Director (wailing like a pig): Save... life... ah...

Lu Zhuoyang (contemptuously): Bah, you deserve it.

Alright, that's the end of the text. If you have anything to say, don't tell the director, just send the blade.

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The above is all nonsense, don't believe it.

The following is the serious content.

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There are probably a few more chapters to finish, and I will be able to HE.And there will be a side story, but I haven't decided what to write about the side story yet, so I'll talk about it when the time comes.

☆, liar

The sky is blue and the air is clear, and the autumn wind is just right.It is the time of year when autumn is breezy.

The maple leaf forests on both sides of the Chilin Road are bright red, as bright as clouds and as bright as fireworks, which attracts many tourists.In a corner in the middle of the Maple Leaf Forest, there is a small teahouse. There is a dilapidated signboard with banners hanging on the door of the restaurant, with five big characters written in simple and clear words: One bowl, one penny.

There were not many tourists on this day, and the old man of the store had a rest all morning, and even took a few rounds of naps, but he didn't see a few people.Seeing noon, helpless, got up and slowly filled the kettle, added a handful of tea leaves in it, threw it on the stove and left it alone.

When the lid of the pot was rattled by the water vapor, a guest came to the teahouse.

Dressed in dusty gray clothes, the old man was sitting on a small bench peeling peanuts, he raised his eyelids and glanced at him, but he didn't get up to say hello, and said: "A bowl is a penny, the guest is free."

The man didn't get annoyed or paid any attention, with lowered eyebrows, he took a big tea bowl and poured hot tea, sat down and sipped slowly.

The old man shelled half of the basket of peanuts, threw them into the frying pan and stir-fried them. After a while, the fragrance drifted away along the autumn wind.After a busy day, he finished frying the peanuts. Looking back, the guest hadn't left yet. The old man sprinkled a few grains of salt on the peanuts, put a few on a small plate, put them on the guest's table, and said: "Sent."

Only then did the guest raise his head and said, "Thank you."

The old man has been running a teahouse in this barren mountain for decades, and it is the first time he has seen such a handsome young man, so he couldn't help but praise: "Your boy looks really good-looking."

The corner of the guest's lips curled up, but the smile didn't enter his eyebrows.

The old man was quite happy, and filled himself with a bowl of thin porridge, and started to eat with peanuts, while eating, he muttered, "Did you come to see Fenglin? I really need to be in a hurry, today is the time When the red leaves are at their best, they will begin to fall in a few days!"

The guest didn't follow his words, but shook his head and said, "I'm here to find someone."

"Looking for someone?" The old man picked up a peanut, threw it into his mouth, and chewed vigorously, "Unfortunately, there is really no one in Chilin Road today. The baby may have come at the wrong time."

"People are not here." The guest said, "We have to go north."

"Further north?" The old man of the store stopped his chopsticks and said, "Chilin Road is already the farthest place with a water source, and further north is the yellow sand field. There is no water in the yellow sand field, and nothing can live. You can't find anyone there if you go there."

When the guest heard this, his shoulders trembled almost imperceptibly, and he said, "...Impossible."

The old man smiled, took another sip of porridge, and said, "My old man has lived here for decades, and he knows exactly how many tits live in a hundred miles around, how can he still lie to you?"

The guest put down the big tea bowl and murmured: "He once told me that his hometown is in the north, and it takes two months to drive north from Yuling Mountain. Counting the distance, it should be less than five miles away from here."

The old man laughed loudly: "That person must be lying to you. The yellow sandy land has been there since the old man's grandfather's grandfather's generation. If you don't believe me, start now, speed up your pace, and you can get there before dark." Call back and forth."

The guest listened carefully, and actually nodded and stood up.

"Wa'er is really going?" The old man was surprised, "Who is the baby looking for? This person must be very important?"

The guest didn't want to answer at first, so he put down a copper coin and left, but stopped after walking a few steps, and said seriously: "It's my wife."

"No wonder, no wonder." The old man shook his head knowingly, "Go, go. Young children are the same, if you don't listen to persuasion, you won't be able to turn back if you hit the south wall." , When I looked up again, the guest had already gone away.

On Chilin Road, the autumn wind is rustling, and the maple leaves are rustling, very bright.

After bidding farewell to the shop owner, Jiang Ling continued to head north.After leaving the Chilin Road, the vegetation along the way became less and less, and the surrounding area became dim and blurry. Seeing that there would be no human habitation, he buried his head and walked for five miles in a daze.However, as the old man said, there are no living things or water sources five miles away, only patches of yellow sand all over the sky.

Lu Zhuoyang mentioned his family more than once, the weird and interesting customs, and the little milk dog Yunyun who pestered his grandfather endlessly.Even when I said goodbye in my dream, I said I wanted to go home.

This is it?

Not a blade of grass grows, vast and dead, and the yellow sandy land with no end in sight. Is this the hometown that Lu Zhuoyang always misses?

Fortunately, he did not give up and traveled for two months.

The strong wind blowing sand captivated the eyes, Jiang Ling's eyes were dry and painful, the tip of his nose was sore, and he said in a hateful voice: "Liar."

"fraud."

"fraud!"

……

From the initial murmur to the final hoarseness, Jiang Ling roared loudly, trying to vent all the frustrations in his heart—the words Lin Zhaoxu had said jumped into his mind unexpectedly.

"Where did Junior Brother Zhuo Yang go, and what did my uncle do to him, Mr. Jiang is such a smart person, doesn't he know the best? Or Mr. Jiang dare not admit it, so he wants me to tell you for you? Cough, Zhuo Junior Brother Yang, he..."

Thinking of this, Jiang Ling suddenly woke up, interrupted the thoughts in his mind, called out the long sword Nianyou, turned over and jumped on it, and turned back the same way.

That day at Yuling Mountain, Jiang Ling stayed on the mountain for a few days after Lin Zhaoxu led the way out of the maze.

Yuling Mountain is vast and sparsely populated, except for the courtyards where people live, there are large areas of mountains, forests and lakes, and there is no place for Tibetans at all.You don't need to dig three feet into the ground, you can turn the whole mountain around in two or three strokes.

Within a day, he confirmed Lin Zhaoxu's words - Lu Zhuoyang was not on the mountain at all.

In the evening, Jiang Ling met Yi Xiaofei in the garden.

The first time I met this young boy with braids on his head, he was catching crickets in the garden with Lu Zhuoyang, Jiang Ling still had some impressions of him, so he walked over right now.

Yi Xiaofei was squatting in the flowers and crying.

Jiang Ling walked up to him, looked down at him from top to bottom, and asked, "Why are you crying?"

Yi Xiaofei looked at him with a disfigured face, and sobbed, "Master, Master, they are dead."

Finally, the Spirit Control Sect still has a normal person who can cry when an elder dies.Jiang Ling didn't know how to comfort him, so he took out a handkerchief and handed it to him: "Wipe."

Yi Xiaofei reached out to take it, blew his nose hard, and said, "Thank you. I'll return it to you after I wash it."

"No need." Jiang Ling looked around and said, "Have you seen your senior brother?"

Yi Xiaofei's nose was still red: "If you're asking about Senior Brother Lin, he's in the uncle's attic; if you're asking about Senior Brother Zhuo Yang," said Yi Xiaofei, his nose sore, and he started crying again, " I saw my senior brother went to You Lanfeng with his master, but he never came down, woo woo woo..."

What else Yi Xiaofei said next, Jiang Ling didn't hear a word, he heard himself asking in a daze: "You Lanfeng... how to get there?"

The light rain on Yuling Mountain has almost stopped, the thick clouds have dispersed, and the sky is getting darker.