I cross the cold pond

Yan Qinghe sat quietly in a mass of darkness. He sat cross-legged on the ground with his hands on his lap. The surroundings were pitch black and chaotic, so quiet that it seemed that there was no one in it.

Yan Qinghe closed his eyes, as if his body was frozen in place.

After a while, he opened his mouth and asked, "What the hell are you?"

As his words fell, a human-shaped black shadow stuck to Yan Qinghe's face with a "swish", and the "head" of that black shadow stuck to Yan Qinghe's face. It clearly had no facial features, but it seemed that he could feel the distortion on his face. It said: "What am I, do you really not know?"

When Yan Qinghe opened his eyes in this life, his master Xu Lingzi was pointing at him on the main hall of Fuying Hall at Tianji Gate and said: "This son is named Qinghe, and his surname is Yan."

When Yan Qinghe opened his eyes, he heard almost constant vibrations around the hall.

He raised his eyes to look at Xu Lingzi in the hall, and Xu Lingzi looked at him for a while.He looked away, hiding the shock in his eyes.

His memory still stays in his previous life when the sect discovered that the demon energy in the Exorcism Abyss had leaked out, his master entered the Exorcism Abyss, and he went out to look for the Nuwa stone.

After that, the memory was intermittent, and he seemed to be killed by a monster.When he thought of this, his expression suddenly froze, and he felt that he seemed to have forgotten that there was an important person, and he was also killed by him.

His heart was so strange that it vibrated like a drum.Being dragged out of the Hall of Fuying by the master and sent back to his own room, he clutched his chest in a daze for a while.

This was a childhood that he didn't remember very deeply. In the past, his life was simple, and he lived a repetitive life day after day.

Yan Qinghe's expression froze when he thought of this.

Then there was a strange voice, and asked with a smile next to his ear: "Until what?"

This is the first time Yan Qinghe has talked to this thing after waking up in his life. It is formless and stateless, and its voice is like bamboo scraping wood, which is extremely ear-piercing in people's ears.

"What are you?" Yan Qinghe frowned, his expression solemn and low.

It laughed at itself and said, "Until...until Xu Ziru arrived at Tianji Gate."

"..." Yan Qinghe suffocated when he heard the words, and the memories and emotions flooded up like a tide.

Xu Ziru was still young when he went up the mountain, Yan Qinghe didn't know exactly how old he was, but he only remembered that when they first met, Xu Ziru walked over among a group of children and hugged his leg.

Xu Ziru was thin and small at that time, and could be picked up from the ground with one hand.

Yan Qinghe went down the mountain with his master to select disciples, and occasionally took some orphans who were abandoned because they didn't have enough to eat.Xu Ziru can't do it at a glance, and he is not a person who can practice.Yan Qinghe picked him up from his feet, still hesitating whether to bring the child back to Tianji Gate.

Xu Ziru smiled at him and bent his crescent-like eyes, probably at the age of tooth replacement, he had a tooth missing in the upper right corner, and the missing tooth was exposed when he smiled.Seeing this, Yan Qinghe couldn't hold back the smiles in his eyes.

Xu Ziru put his arm around Yan Qinghe's neck, he sat in Yan Qinghe's arms dangling his feet, and said with a smile: "Then can I follow you to become a god?"

Yan Qinghe took him back to Tianji Gate.

Tianjimen pays attention to self-cultivation. As a senior brother, he is busy with other things. He took a group of children to Mount Wuwang, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

Occasionally, when passing by the academy specially set up for children by Tianjimen, I would hear people say that Xu Ziru Xiaoxu is really naughty.

Seeing Xu Ziru again should be when Xu Ziru was sixteen or seventeen years old. He had just finished dealing with a village flood incident caused by a water spirit, and hurried back to Tianji Gate with a sword in hand.

Xu Ziru ran towards him from a distance.

"Brother!" Xu Ziru walked in front of him panting, he was very lovable, making people feel friendly at first sight, his eyes seemed to be slightly curved with a mischievous smile even when he was not smiling.

Yan Qinghe asked him: "What's the matter?"

Xu Ziru stretched out his hands towards him: "Brother, lend me your sword."

Ever since Yan Qinghe got the Yunjiao sword, he never left the sword and rarely borrowed it. He stared at Xu Ziru for a moment and asked, "What's the matter with you?"

Xu Ziru still stretched out his hands in front of his body: "I'll return it to you in a while."

Yan Qinghe pondered for a moment, but still told him: "The sword is not for loan."

Xu Ziru seemed to be annoyed by him, muttered a few times that he didn't hear, and finally turned around and ran away as abruptly as when he came.

Yan Qinghe was stunned to see him coming and going like the wind standing in the same place, and the man who ran a little further turned around suddenly and shouted: "Brother, do you still remember who I am?"

"..." Yan Qinghe thought that he was the only one with such a temperament in the entire Tianjimen, so he nodded his head at Xu Zizi, "Xu Zizi."

Xu Ziru waved his hand and ran away again.

That night, while Yan Qinghe was sleeping at night, he heard rustling sounds in his bedroom.

He sat up from the bed very vigilantly, opened the bed curtain with his hand, and saw the window of the room was wide open, and a figure was crawling into the room from the window, Yan Qinghe was concentrating on reciting formulas to stop this uninvited person .

The man crawled into the house cautiously at the window, and made a slight sound when his elbow hit the window lattice. He covered his arms and immediately looked up carefully into the house.

Only then did Yan Qinghe see clearly that this person who came in late at night uninvited was Xu Ziru who had met once during the day.

He was about to ask Xu Ziru why he came here, but he jumped out of the window and found the Yunjiao sword he had placed on the table, and then lit the oil lamp on the table carefully.Xu Ziru sat directly on the floor with the oil lamp and Yun Jiaojian.

Yan Qinghe originally thought that Xu Ziru wanted to steal his sword, and he had already heard of Xu Ziru's mischievous personality. When he borrowed the sword during the day, he thought that Xu Ziru was like someone else betting to get his sword, but he certainly refused.Now seeing him sitting on the floor of his room with a light on, he was a little puzzled, wanting to know what he was going to do, so he didn't make a sound.

Xu Ziru sat on the ground and buried himself in tinkering for a long time, and he watched it behind the bed curtain for a long time.

After the little half-stick of incense time passed, Xu Ziru raised his head and picked up the Yunjiao sword, and looked over through the bed curtain. The corners of his eyes were naturally drooping slightly with a sense of childish innocence, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised when he was not smiling. Said: "Brother, you have been peeping at me for a long time."

Xu Ziru broke into someone else's bedroom late at night and was not surprised to be found, while Yan Qinghe, as the host, was broken into the bedroom but was shocked by the intruder's words and paused with his fingers between the bed curtains.

"What are you doing?" Yan Qinghe lifted the bed curtain.

Xu Ziru pushed the Yunjiao Sword forward, and there was an emerald green spike hanging from the hilt, which was swinging in the air following Xu Ziru's movements.

"Senior brother, I did it myself, I guarantee your safety and success." Xu Ziru said.

"..." Yan Qinghe was a little puzzled, "You came to my room late at night, and put a tassel on my sword?"

Xu Ziru stood up from the ground, he put the Yunjiao sword back to its original place, walked towards Yan Qinghe on the bed with an oil lamp in his hand, and smiled as he walked: "Then I will ask senior brother to give me the sword during the day, and senior brother will not give it."

Yan Qinghe was puzzled by Xu Ziru's behavior at the time, even when Xu Ziru came to his bedside with an oil lamp and suddenly kissed him on the forehead "good night", he didn't understand this behavior very well.

"Good night, Senior Brother." After Xu Ziru finished speaking, he blew out the oil lamp and climbed out from the wide open window.

Yan Qinghe didn't feel at ease for a long time.Xu Ziru sticks to him very tightly, Xu Ziru wants to send him off to the hopeless mountain, and Xu Ziru wants to pick him up when he returns to Tianji Gate.Xu Ziru's temperament is unruly, and he doesn't care about Yan Qinghe's indifference. As long as Yan Qinghe is at Tianji Gate, it has become normal for him to look at the window of Yan Qinghe's bedroom at night.

Yan Qinghe sat on the edge of the bed at night and watched him jump in, and opened his mouth to say that he was messing around.

Xu Ziru climbed the window for a few years, and he had already opened his eyes. When he heard him speak, he raised his eyes and glanced at Yan Qinghe with a half-smile. Stealing incense and jade is a beautiful thing in the world. You are a piece of wood, so of course you can't understand the taste of this."

Yan Qinghe frowned.Xu Ziru came over and took off his shoes and sat on his bed. He crossed his legs, his upper body swayed from side to side, bumping into Yan Qinghe's arm for a while, and moved away for a while.

Yan Qinghe asked him to behave, but he tilted and fell directly on Yan Qinghe's lap. He lay on Yan Qinghe's lap and looked at Yan Qinghe, blinking: "Senior brother."

Yan Qinghe looked down at him, unable to distinguish between happiness and anger.

Xu Ziru rested his head on Yan Qinghe's lap, and after a while, he suddenly half-propped up and kissed Yan Qinghe's lips superficially.

After kissing, he rolled to the side of the bed, holding the quilt on Yan Qinghe's bed with both hands, and rolled to the side next to the wall, with his back against the wall, a low laugh came out: "Brother, will you be angry?"

Of course Yan Qinghe was not angry, he rarely felt angry.It's just that I don't understand it.He didn't express his opinion, and Xu Ziru didn't take it seriously.

Xu Ziru has always been unconcerned, he naturally has a childlike innocence, and the childish innocence is also rippling in his eyes no matter how old he is.

Later, Xu Ziru said to Yan Qinghe: "Senior brother, we have a hundred years of life, you and I have to enjoy ourselves in time."

Although Yan Qinghe lived for more than a hundred years, when he felt that what Xu Ziru said was very good, he also said "yes".

He went to find his master, Xu Lingzi, and he knelt in front of Xu Lingzi's seat, saying that he wanted to take off his title of great disciple under the head of Tianji Sect.He said that he heard Xu Ziru say that people at the foot of the mountain live for a hundred years, enjoy flowers in spring, walk on water in summer, watch the sunset in autumn, and watch snow fall in winter. He has never paid attention to those things, and has never lived such a life. He is really curious .

Xu Lingzi said that a hundred years of life is but a short time, and he has entered a magic barrier.

Yan Qinghe looked up at Xu Lingzi on the seat: "How could it be? I don't feel pain, and I am happier than many days in the past." He was full of expectations, so how could he be possessed?

Xu Lingzi only asked him to meditate.He sat quietly in the ancestral hall at night, Xu Ziru didn't know where he learned the skill, he sneaked in and stood in front of Yan Qinghe with a smile: "Brother, let's go elope."

Yan Qinghe remembered very clearly that he must have agreed at that time.

Xu Ziru said that in the evening of the next day, he was waiting for him to go by the Wuzhao Spring. He said that he had learned how to make wine from Qingniang for a long time, and before he left, he must go to Qingniang's kitchen to steal two jugs of wine.

Yan Qinghe agreed.

Afterwards, Xu Lingzi whipped him hundreds of times in the Zongmen Temple with his spiritual staff. After he fell down and woke up, Xu Lingzi told him that his demons had been eliminated, and asked him if he still wanted to leave Tianjimen to go to ordinary human life?

Yan Qinghe suddenly stopped thinking about it, Xu Ziru was still the same Xu Ziru, and his junior was still the same junior, he just didn't understand why he agreed to leave with him suddenly.

"Yes, so you abandoned him and he left by himself."

That ghostly voice seemed to be able to see what Yan Qinghe was thinking clearly, and when Yan Qinghe's thoughts stopped, it raised its voice and began to laugh.

Yan Qinghe, who had just been reborn and opened his eyes, didn't know what happened, his face darkened when he heard the words, and he moved his fingers to get the magic formula.

The ghostly voice laughed loudly: "Yan Qinghe, haven't you remembered that Xu Ziru was killed by you. How could he die if it wasn't for you?"

Hearing this, his face turned pale.

The voice was still laughing wildly: "You know that he loves you and admires you. You don't stop him from delusional thinking, let him delusional, and give him delusional thinking back. Let him take it seriously, let him be moved by the truth, and make him want to have sex with you." Stay together forever."

"Shut up!" Yan Qinghe said coldly.

"You don't reject him, you are greedy for his goodness, you are greedy for his lively and pleasing temperament. You are selfish and ruthless. You watch him toss and turn for you, watch him rejoice for your every move, and watch him lose his soul because of you." That voice Chatting like a mantra.

"I didn't!" Yan Qinghe sharply denied with a pale face and frowning.

"How much time do you have to save him? You should have let him go from the time he was 16 when he came through the window and entered your door, but you didn't. When he kissed you, you should have scolded him. The one who hugged you at 20 You should have pushed him away. When the 22-year-old wanted to go down the mountain with you, you should have rejected him. You didn’t have any,” said the voice.

Yan Qinghe covered his ears with his hands, gritted his teeth and said, "Shut up!"

"Do you like him? I like a kitten, a short sword, and a long gown." The exaggerated and weird voice laughed lightly.

"Get out!" Yan Qinghe cursed in a high voice.

The voice laughed wildly again: "Originally, he could stay in the Tianji Gate until he died of old age. Because of you, he had no choice but to leave the Tianji Gate. He doesn't understand anything, and he doesn't know any powerful spells. Very bad very bad, almost starved to death on the road a few times. It's all your fault."

Yan Qinghe panted heavily with a pale face.

"He's dead! Yan Qinghe. In front of your eyes. He was still calling your name before he died."

The Yan Qinghe who just opened his eyes and found himself alive again, broke a bench with his bare hands when he was still a young child on the first day he arrived here.

The voice seemed to have succeeded in causing great fluctuations in his emotions. After he finished splitting the bench, he laughed a few times and then the voice faded away.

Yan Qinghe calmed down, sat on the couch and thought about it seriously—the heart demon.

This should be the real heart demon.It makes oneself emotionally unstable, causing resentment, annoyance, anger and many other emotions to come up.Yan Qinghe closed his eyes and recited the Qingxin Jue silently. After his emotions slowly stabilized, he had a cold face, thinking that the words of monsters bewitching people's hearts were unbelievable. He was so happy and looking forward to being with Xu Ziru. It was true that he was sincere, but Master Xu Lingzi mistakenly got rid of his sincerity and heart demons, so he repented and gave Xu Ziru a letter himself just before going down the mountain, so that Xu Ziru went down the mountain by himself.

Yan Qinghe let out a long breath when he thought of this, his mind became clear, and he sat on the chair and recalled when he went down the mountain to pick him up in his previous life.Xu Ziru is many years younger than him, and he was still a baby when he came up the mountain.Yan Qinghe thought that he could bring him back again, so as not to make him sad, but to treat him well all the time.

It's just that he didn't expect this demon to be invisible and stateless, always whispering in his ear like a ghost from time to time, bewitching and mocking.Occasionally even when he fell asleep at night, it would pull him directly into a chaotic and uninhabited land, laughing wantonly in his ears.Laugh at him for being powerless, for being selfish and ridiculous.

Since his rebirth, Yan Qinghe has always needed to resist the rambunctious words of the demon at all times, no matter during the day or at night, he is calm and calm, and is less likely to be bewitched by the whisper of the demon as it was the first time.For more than ten years, he took this ghostly demon every night as a test for himself, and if he didn't move rashly, he would have no fear or anger.Until he saw that the time was approaching, he came to Heshan Village, entered the Charity Hall, and saw Xu Ziru who was a few years old again.

He hugged Xu Ziru who was a few years old, thinking that he would treat you very well in this life, never let you suffer, never let you be rejected by others, and let you grow up to be a hundred years old without any worries.

But Xu Ziru said "I don't like you".

At that time, the ghostly voice lingering in his ears rang like a bell in his head: "He doesn't like you anymore, Yan Qinghe."

The ringing of the bell made his face turn pale, he couldn't help but sit down, and he was pulled into this no-man's land after closing his eyes for a while.

The black shadow stuck tightly to Yan Qinghe's face, baring its teeth and claws and asked repeatedly: "Do you really not know who I am, Yan Qinghe?"

Yan Qinghe closed his eyes and did not reply, he used the silence he was used to thousands of times to dispel the temptation of the demon this time.

"Open your eyes and see, who am I, Yan Qinghe." The voice laughed.

"Don't you want to know what I am, open your eyes and have a look." It smiled silly.

Yan Qinghe's closed eyes slowly opened, and the black shadow sticking to his face suddenly took half a step back, and after a while, a person came out of the shadow.

Wearing a black robe and black hair, he stepped out of the shadows step by step.

After Yan Qinghe saw his whole picture, he was slightly taken aback.

His face was cold and indifferent, and after a while, the corners of his eyes were raised slightly, and the corners of his mouth were also curled up. The expression on his face suddenly changed into a demonic appearance that Yan Qinghe himself had never seen before. He opened his mouth and said softly: "I am you, Banquet Qinghe."

Yan Qinghe suddenly opened his eyes from his dream. His forehead was dripping with sweat, and the hair on his temples was already wet and stuck to his cheeks. There was even a bead of sweat slowly sliding down his hair, along his jaw line to his chin. place, and then dropped to his palm.

Yan Qinghe's chest heaved violently, his face was so pale that even the color of his lips faded a little, a gentle breeze blew in from the quiet room.Yan Qinghe looked up, the door was already wide open, and there was a small stool at the door.His eyes moved slightly, and there was no one else in the room except him.

"He's gone~" The voice sounded in his ears again, with a light and strong mockery.

"..." Yan Qinghe's breathing became heavier, and he remained silent.

"Yan Qinghe, you are not you anymore, why do you still expect him to still be him? Why do you still expect him to still like you as much as in his previous life?"

Hearing the words, Yan Qinghe straightened up, stepped on the ground with bare feet, pulled out the Yunjiao sword, and slashed open half of the room with a volley of sword.

There was a rumbling sound in the inn, occasionally mixed with the screams of others.

"I said he would go, and I was right?" it said.

"Go to him, go quickly." It said again.

"Catch him back," it said.

"Lock him up."

"Let him never be an inch away from you." It chuckled softly.

Yan Qinghe walked out with a sword in hand.

What he was thinking at that moment was - so what if he was possessed? !