I cross the cold pond

When Xu Ziru arrived at the gate of Exorcism Yuan with his burden on his back, it was still dark.

There are still one or two faintly shining stars in the sky.

As if he had never left, Uncle Liu sat with his legs crossed at the gate of Exorcist Yuan and waited for him.

After seeing him coming, he smiled slightly.

Xu Ziru threw the burden behind him to Uncle Liu, and sighed, "I never saw me get up early and wait until late to die."

Uncle Liu patted his clothes and stood up from the ground, carrying Xu Ziru's bundle in his hand, curiously asked: "What are you doing with this?"

Xu Ziru stood on the spot and stretched his muscles for a moment, then said casually: "The one who coaxed Qinghe, I'm afraid that if I really die, he will die for me."

Uncle Liu whispered "ridiculous".

Xu Ziru raised his eyebrows and glanced at him, without further explanation, he just said: "Do you still remember what was painted in the mural? Those of you who are gods are not mortals who ascended from the Tao.

Your original body is the group of monsters below. "

Uncle Liu frowned, obviously he didn't want to be confused with that group of things.

Xu Ziru said: "Yan Qinghe is neither a human nor a demon, so it also means that he can be a human or a demon."

He thought for a while and said, "I have some doubts. Just like the one in the mural, due to some chance, he also took off that layer of skin and became a person like you."

Uncle Liu even raised his head and thought for a moment: "I have never heard of such a thing happening in thousands of years."

He actually asked Xu Zixu, "What kind of opportunity is that?"

Xu Ziru clicked his tongue, and his expression was a little speechless: "How do I know? Do you really think I'm a half-immortal?"

Uncle Liu put the burden on the ground, and didn't ask what Yan Qinghe was. He walked up to Xu Ziru and said, "After I go in later, I'll find a way to put you to sleep first, and then..." He was vague There was a pause.

The old god Xu Ziru added on the ground: "Rip open my stomach and take my heart and liver."

Uncle Liu sighed: "What did you say? It's not that exaggerated!"

Xu Ziru shrugged: "I'm already asleep, does it make any difference to me?"

Uncle Liu pushed up the heavy stone door of Exorcism Yuan by hand, and said, "I need to say something first."

Xu Ziru followed behind him with his hands hanging open, without any intention of helping, and nodded "hmm".

Uncle Liu said, "This is a fake Nuwa stone.

Because it has been placed in the Kunlun mirror, although it has absorbed some aura of the real Nvwa stone, it has also absorbed the magic energy for a longer period of time. "

Xu Ziru squinted his eyes behind him, deliberately raised his voice and said: "No.

are you kidding me?Not to mention that he didn't wake up, if he really woke up, he might turn into something neither human nor ghost. "

He clicked his lips, and intentionally stepped a little harder, "Forget it, don't worry about it.

Let's finish it together. "

Uncle Liu hesitated for a moment, then said after a long time: "You don't have Nuwa stones that can resist the magic energy from this thing, it is very likely..." Before he finished speaking, he stopped.

Xu Ziru continued on his own, and added a slightly better ending to this topic: "If you are lucky enough not to become a monster, will your personality change on purpose?" Personality is about to change.

Uncle Liu also started to tease: "Anyway, your current personality is not very good, so it doesn't matter if you change it."

Xu Ziru was amused by him, and hummed two "hmmmm" from his nasal cavity.

The stone door was pushed open, and Xu Ziru could feel the cool air blowing towards his face as he followed Uncle Liu.

The two entered the Demon Exorcism Abyss, and the stone door slammed shut behind them.

Xu Ziru's mood is quite open, probably because he has died many times, and he doesn't have the slightest sense of tension in the face of the possible imminent death.

He even hummed a little tune with great interest.

It seems that things like death become rare and common the more times they are experienced.

He followed Uncle Liu gossipingly and asked, "How does it feel to have been with that mirror spirit for hundreds of years?"

Uncle Liu, who was walking in front, paused slightly, and asked back, "How can it feel?"

Xu Ziru immediately took the moral high ground: "I'm asking you.

I am a dying person, you still ask me? "

Uncle Liu walked in front and shook his head. After a while, he said slowly, "If you spent hundreds of years with something, how would you feel?"

Xu Ziru squinted his eyes and thought for a moment, then decided to be naughty again: "If you face the same face every day, you must be so annoying."

Uncle Liu said, "I can meet many fairy friends."

He paused and said, "But it is true that it has seen my face for hundreds of years.

It has a bad temper, and it's going to play here and there all day long.

But he can't go anywhere, he can only stay in one place.

I occasionally go out to let it out and carry it on my body. When I want to go back, it always cries and rolls around, so I have to stay outside for a while. "

Xu Ziru laughed and commented: "It's pretty cute."

Uncle Liu said: "Actually, I'm quite timid.

Put it in a dark place, and look for him after a while, it must have burst into tears the first time it saw me. "

Xu Ziru said: "Then he has been alone in the Exorcism Abyss for nearly a hundred years?"

Uncle Liu's voice stopped when he heard the words, and repeated: "Yes, it has been alone in the Exorcism Abyss for nearly a hundred years."

Uncle Liu smiled softly, "No one chats with it to relieve boredom, and no one tells him to shut up when it squawks."

Uncle Liu sighed, "It's still in the same room with those things.

No one coaxed it either. "

Xu Ziru's voice was brisk, which seemed a bit impersonal in this scene: "You're sad, aren't you?"

Uncle Liu shook his hand on his chest, and said, "If you get along with something for a hundred years, you will always be like this."

Xu Ziru thought for a while, and said slowly: "If I get along with something for hundreds of years, and then separate.

When we meet again, we will be able to hit it off in an instant. "

"You can..." Xu Ziru paused.

The two of them have reached the place where Jizhu is sitting.

Yesterday, the surrounding area of ​​Jizhu was still bright and warm, and after only a few hours passed, the place was overcast and windy, and the gray area was like a thick fog rising in the morning.

Uncle Liu turned around and signaled Xu Ziru to find a comfortable seat first.

Xu Ziru asked abruptly: "You two have been together for hundreds of years, do you have feelings?"

Uncle Liu looked puzzled: "What's the problem?"

Xu Ziru asked slowly and clearly: "It means that you two have been inseparable for a long time, did you develop feelings?" He added, "It means that it relies on you, loves you, and admires you."

"..." Uncle Liu was stunned for a long time when he heard the words, and said hesitantly, "How could it be?"

Xu Ziru raised his eyes to look at Uncle Liu: "Then do you like him?"

Uncle Liu shook his head and denied, "How come?"

Xu Ziru looked at him quietly.

Uncle Liu sat down in a daze, and after a long silence, he nodded very lightly: "It's been more than 300 years.

It has never been away from me for so long. "

Xu Ziru paused, and he said, "You have lived with something for hundreds of years, isn't it a natural thing to fall in love with?" Goodbye, love, is actually a very normal thing, right?"

His voice is very low, almost talking to himself.

——Because you already knew each other a long, long time ago.

Uncle Liu was looking down at the fragments of the Kunlun mirror that he took out from his clothes, but he didn't answer.

Xu Ziru sat on the ground with his head raised and his eyes bent: So, maybe Yan Qinghe and I lived a long, long time ago.

I've seen it when I was probably a rock.

It's not bad either.

Feel free to think.

The two calmed down in a brief silence.

Uncle Liu frowned in front of Xu Ziru, with a sad expression on his face, as if he was thinking about where a pig should cut the knife: "It may hurt a little."

he said.

Xu Ziru pretended to be surprised: "Didn't you just let me fall asleep, why does it hurt?"

Uncle Liu said, "I was thinking how to make you sleep better?"

Xu Ziru was really surprised this time: "Aren't you a fairy, can't you use some fairy magic?"

Uncle Liu's expression was awkward: "It's useless when I come down."

Xu Ziru was shocked: "You're not going to knock me out with a knife, are you?" He couldn't help his face turning black, "It's too unreliable, uncle."

Uncle Liu stretched out his hand and patted him lightly on the shoulder, Xu Ziru frowned, and there were some subtle buzzing sounds in his ears

But amidst the buzzing sound, he suddenly seemed to hear the sound of the stone door being opened, and his expression changed: "Did you hear the sound of the door being opened?"

Uncle Liu also frowned.

Xu Ziru grabbed Uncle Liu's hand and said seriously: "You have to hurry up.

If I don't wake up, you just throw me into the pole.

Tell Yan Qinghe that he has never seen me. "

As he spoke, he suddenly became dizzy, and Uncle Liu said with a straight face: "Don't worry, I just remembered some formulas.

It shouldn't be very painful. "

Uncle Liu's palm touched Xu Ziru's chest.

Xu Ziru was dizzy, and couldn't help asking: "You just patted me on the shoulder, what happened? It made me dizzy and seasick."

Uncle Liu said: "It was supposed to make you faint.

But I didn't expect this to take effect so slowly. "

Xu Ziru almost wanted to yell "Are you reliable?", but she was so dizzy and nauseated that she couldn't speak.

At this moment, the chest covered by Uncle Liu's palm was burning hot, and he could even feel the heat being slowly stripped from his body.

It was as if the body temperature was being slowly taken away bit by bit.

"It's not very painful."

Xu Ziru was dizzy and there was nothing left to say, "If you can just take it out like this without opening your belly, why bother to make me feel sick and want to vomit now?"

Uncle Liu was also sweating profusely at the moment, concentrating all his energy to bring out the beating heart of Xu Ziru's chest, so he really didn't have time to answer.

At first, I felt dizzy and nauseated.

Afterwards, he felt himself cooling down from the soles of his feet inch by inch, his dizziness even receded a little, and he shivered as if in a cold cellar.

After the thighs cooled down, the lower part of the body seemed to lose consciousness. Xu Ziru tried to move his fingers, and muttered, "Is it still not good? It's not a good experience to watch yourself die."

Uncle Liu gritted his teeth, and replied through the gap between his teeth: "Don't talk, take a rest.

After I take it out, I will immediately put that fake Nuwa stone back into your body. "

Xu Ziru let out an "um" from his nasal cavity, and he was indeed a little speechless.

Because he was gradually unable to feel the sensation of his limbs and body, his ears became more sensitive.

He even felt that he could hear the footsteps of someone rushing in his direction, the sound of the opponent's cloth rubbing against each other, and the whispers of magic spells in the Exorcism Abyss.

The consciousness of emotional freedom is getting weaker and weaker.

He seemed to have heard Uncle Liu scream, but he couldn't react, and his consciousness gradually faded.

Before he completely lost consciousness, he seemed to hear the voice of Yan Qinghe.

It seemed that it was transmitted from a very distant place through thousands of times that he didn't know and had never remembered.

Xu Ziru wanted to speak, even wanted to jump up and curse.

But he was completely speechless.

He heard Yan Qinghe's voice almost distorted, muttering like talking to himself.

Yan Qinghe said, "You say I don't know what a lover is.

I've thought about it for a long time, and I don't know whether being willing to die for you can be regarded as loving you. "

The voice was familiar, as if it had sounded in his ears thousands of years ago.

Xu Ziru completely lost consciousness.

Before Xu Ziru opened his eyes, the first thing he felt was the soft quilt under his body, and then the violent heartbeat in his chest.

Xu Ziru opened his eyes suddenly, he sat up directly from the bed, and reached out to touch his chest.

His heart was still beating tenaciously and powerfully, which made him feel that all the previous experiences were like an extremely absurd dream.

His heart was pounding.

Xu Ziru pursed her lips, ready to get up from the bed.

But at the moment when he got up, he suddenly thought of a sentence he said before he lost consciousness, and his face turned pale.

He shouted: "Yan Qinghe!"

No one answered.

He got off the bed and shouted again in a deep voice: "Yan Qinghe!"

Still no one answered.

Xu Ziru stepped on the ground with bare feet, he stood in the middle of the room and pursed his lips lightly, his face showed a rare bewildered expression, as if the sky was big and the earth was big, and he was the only one left in the whole world.

He walked out barefoot in a daze, and before the door was pushed open, someone outside opened the door and came in.

The visitor saw him walking barefoot on the ground, reached out and grabbed his wrist, and asked in a low voice, "Why are you barefoot?"

Xu Ziru looked at the person coming, and after a long while he let out a sigh of relief.

He raised his hands and hugged Yan Qinghe, and asked Yan Qinghe in a low voice, "Where did you go?"

Yan Qinghe directly picked him up from the ground.

Xu Ziru's mood was ups and downs, and he hadn't found a foothold yet. When this happened suddenly, even if he couldn't hold back two "hey hey" at this moment, he asked very inexplicably: "What is this going to do?"

Yan Qinghe put him on the bed, sat on the edge of the bed, and reminded him: "You are barefoot."

Xu Ziru sat on the bed and blinked, feeling a little incomprehensible: "Then what? You just carry me away?"

Yan Qinghe looked at him sideways, with "Why not" written all over his face.

"..." Xu Ziru paused, "I won't wear shoes from now on.

You can carry me everywhere. "

The expression on Xu Ziru's face was rather silly.

Yan Qinghe put on a slight smile on his face, and he replied slowly: "It's not impossible."

Xu Ziru was surprised: "You ghost got on Yan Qinghe?" After saying this, he narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at Yan Qinghe for a long time.

He reached out and touched his chest before asking about the business: "What's going on?" He asked.

"What?" Yan Qinghe looked sideways at him.

Xu Ziru said: "That fake Nuwa stone..."

Yan Qinghe grabbed his hand and gently placed it on his chest: "It's here with me."

He said.

Xu Ziru reached out to pick off his clothes, and when he opened the clothes, he saw a scar the size of a bowl on the man's chest where there was nothing.

Xu Ziru breathed hard: "What do you mean?" His voice was a little hoarse.

Yan Qinghe gathered his clothes on his chest: "If you want a fake Nvwa stone as a heart, you might as well ask for mine."

Xu Ziru frowned fiercely: "You know everything?" After speaking, he cursed in a low voice: "You are such a madman."

After speaking, he raised his hand to remove the clothes on Yan Qinghe's chest that he had just rolled up, stared at the scar on his chest for a while, finally sighed, and stretched out his hand to pull Yan Qinghe into his arms.

"A blind cat meets a dead mouse."

Xu Ziru commented.

Yan Qinghe obediently let Xu Ziru hold him in his arms, and he rested on Xu Ziru's shoulder.

After a while, he opened his mouth and bit Xu Ziru's shoulder lightly, and after a moment of silence, he said, "I don't know what you mean to love you."

Xu Ziru hugged Yan Qinghe, whispered: "I lied to you.

I was on my way to save the world and could die at any moment. "

Yan Qinghe let out a muffled laugh from his nasal cavity.

Xu Ziru raised Yan Qinghe's head, and he stared seriously into Yan Qinghe's eyes: "Of course you love me."

Xu Ziru pursed his lips, "Maybe it has been a long, long time ago."

Yan Qinghe narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at Xu Ziru's eyes without blinking.

Xu Ziru hugged him, smiled lightly and said, "Let me tell you what you are."

"It was a long, long time ago that I was a stone and you were a very tiny creature of Chaos.

You like me so much, you cling to me and shed your devilish skin for me. "

Xu Zi told it like a fairy tale.

Yan Qinghe laughed with a muffled voice.

Xu Ziru said: "Then you will always stay by my side.

The two of us just have each other. "

"Then one day, I suddenly disappeared from your side.

If you can't find me, you will turn into a human shape.

Then you become Yanqinghe. "

Xu Ziru is still talking like a story.

Yan Qinghe laughed: "And then?"

Xu Ziru said: "Then I wandered around outside and became who I am now.

See you again after a long time.

You said to me 'I thought you looked familiar when I first met you'. "

Yan Qinghe smiled: "How do you know that you look familiar to me the first time I see you?"

Xu Ziru also smiled: "I was only five or six years old when you first met me, you feel familiar.

This proves that we have been very familiar with each other for many, many years. "

"So we hit it off, goodbye love."

Xu Ziru concluded, "We should stay together for a lifetime."

"it is good."

Yan Qinghe replied.

Xu Ziru finished confessing his love to Yan Qinghe with a smile, and stretched out his hand to touch Yan Qinghe's chest: "A blind cat meets a dead mouse."

He said, "According to Uncle Liu, if I wake up with this nuwa stone tainted with demonic energy, I will probably become neither human nor demonic, and may even need to be imprisoned in the abyss of exorcism to spend the rest of my life .”

Xu Ziru's hand touched Yan Qinghe's chest, and he could feel the sound of his chest vibrating. He squinted his eyes and laughed: "Maybe it's because you are of the same clan as them."

Xu Ziru looked up at Yan Qinghe, "So now you can sit next to me with a clear mind."

Xu Ziru leaned over and gently kissed Yan Qinghe, and said sincerely, "Thank you."

Yan Qinghe looked at him calmly, then leaned over to deepen the kiss.

He kissed more and more deeply, until he pressed Xu Ziru onto the bed, Xu Ziru raised his hand, but Yan Qinghe's hand directly reached into Xu Ziru's clothes, and he stretched out his hand to rub every inch of Xu Ziru's skin, wanting to It's like rubbing this person into a ball and stuffing it on yourself.

Xu Ziru was speechless, and Yan Qinghe swallowed several "hey hey" in his stomach.

In the end, he had no choice but to stretch out one hand to caress the back of Yan Qinghe's head. He stroked the back of Yan Qinghe's head reassuringly for a moment, and then pressed his palm on the back of Yan Qinghe's neck. Voice said: "Yan Qinghe, stop."

Yan Qinghe's hand paused on his back waist, he raised his head slightly, looked at Xu Ziru with a rosy face, raised his brows slightly, and asked slowly: "What is it?"

Xu Ziru felt that Yan Qinghe was a bit evil now, and he groaned in pain from his nasal cavity, with a slight complaint in his tone: "Brother, are you possessed?"

Yan Qinghe lowered his head and kissed his neck, and replied frankly: "I don't think there should be any."

Xu Ziru sighed: "Is that the stone stained with demonic energy?" He was helpless, "How do you feel now?"

Yan Qinghe smiled softly: "It feels pretty good."

Xu Ziru held his head up, stared at him, and laughed after looking at him for a while: "Is it a brand new experience?"

Yan Qinghe also looked at him: "It seems that I thought about doing this before, but after seeing you, I feel that it shouldn't be done, and I have to stop it."

Xu Ziru seemed to have been poked at some weird jokes, and he burst out laughing when he heard this.

Yan Qinghe reached out and patted his back helplessly.

Yan Qinghe said slowly: "It's actually a brand new experience."

Xu Zizi laughed so that his chest was shaking.

Yan Qinghe said: "When you told me before that you left Tianji Gate and would not come back, I didn't dare to stop you."

Xu raised his eyebrows freely.

Yan Qinghe smiled slightly, he leaned forward and sucked his calm lips: "If we talk about it later."

He said, "I definitely won't let you go."

Xu Ziru smiled: "It's so fierce."

Yan Qinghe thought for a while and then said: "I won't let it go either."

He said, "Secretly at night, I will tie you a soul rope that carries my breath, so that I can know your whereabouts.

I will find you in the future. "

Xu Ziru rolled his eyes and teased, "Tell me everything."

Yan Qinghe responded softly, and then said, "Well, I'll tell you everything."

Tell you my good and bad, my joy and anger, my sorrow and joy, and my secrets.