After being reborn, he became cinnabar in the heart of Quanxianmen

It was already late at night when we returned to Sumuya Village, and Aying had already rushed to Dingcheng with Duanmujian's mount.The biting cold air penetrated into the empty house through the hole in the wall.

Duanmujian has profound spiritual power, Song Jun has the root of fire spirit, and Yi Yao is used to the bitter cold of the desert by looking at his expression.Only Lu Ran was thinking of saving energy for refining the weapon, rubbing his stiff hands, reluctant to use mana to keep warm.

Duanmujian pressed his hand against the wall, and his spiritual power was running, the window hole gradually narrowed, and the earthen house gradually became warmer.Duanmu Jian and Song Jun share one room, while Lu Ran and Yi Yao share another room.

The black swarm of locusts is like a crazy storm, about to sweep towards the dilapidated village.The haze is so dense that no one can sleep peacefully.Lu Ran only had a light sleep for less than two hours, and tiptoed up from the bed, and began to carve and refine the Enlightenment Star by the light of the soul lamp.

Yi Yao also woke up at some point, sitting on the edge of the bed with his chin propped up and watching Lu Ran use his spiritual power to cut and polish stones.Lu Ran felt the focused gaze behind him, his fingers were still steady, but his heartbeat was slowly speeding up.

Now is obviously the most boring stage in refining.Why did that person use his eyes to outline and describe bit by bit, as if he wanted to imprint this picture in his eyes for a long time.

Inside the room, the even and long breaths of the two echoed intertwined.And in the long night that no one knew outside the house, a black bone bird flapped its wings and flew to the restless sky of the insect swarm.

After a while, Lu Ran heard that Duanmu Jian and Song Jun also pushed the door out of the house, obviously they couldn't sleep at all.Song Jun began to check the magical artifacts around him again and again, while Duanmujian wrote and drew on the paper, repeatedly calculating and deliberating on the plan of the temple gate that could resist the insect infestation.

Here, only Duanmujian is familiar with the people in the Sumuya village, so she needs to go back to Sumuya to persuade the townspeople to take refuge in the temple as soon as possible, and then seal the gate.

After a while, the Sumuya people also got up one after another, and the sound of crowd activities gradually sounded on the street.Duanmu Jian and Song Jun knocked on Lu Ran's door, Yi Yao stood up, raised his hand and squeezed Lu Ran's shoulder, and followed them out.

Lu Ran was the only one left in the house.He sighed and leaned down on the table.

The temperature of Yi Yao's palm seemed to be still on his shoulder.

The three walked to the street, Duanmujian looked around: "Is there any way to persuade them to evacuate as soon as possible?"

Song Jun usually issues orders directly, and has never studied how to persuade others.After thinking about it, he said dryly, "The bug swarm is coming, run away."

Duanmujian glanced at Song Jun with disgust, then glanced at Yi Yao who was silent, and sadly found that he was the only one who was reliable.There happened to be an old woman walking by with a cane, Duanmujian hurried forward to stop her.When she looked up and saw the familiar rhombus pattern on her head, the corners of her eyes twitched, and she subconsciously shrank back to find a place to hide.

She knew this person well, the leader of the group that quarreled with her yesterday.One of the oldest and most tempered people in the village, every word he speaks makes people feel heartbroken.

It's over, she hasn't finished drawing her latest design, and she won't be able to hand it in...

Hey wait, hasn't she already given up her pick and quit?

Duanmujian straightened his waist in an instant, and said with full of air:

"There is a natural disaster of sand locusts coming to the village in the northwest, mother-in-law, please inform the villagers as soon as possible, pack up your things and go to the temple with us to take refuge."

The old woman casually raised her wrinkled eyelids:

"Don't go."

"Is there anyone else in your family? How much food is there? Is there a container with water? Is there a car? Wait a minute..."

Duanmujian almost thought he heard it wrong: "Aren't you going?

The old woman ignored her, turned sideways around Duanmujian and was about to move forward.

Song Jun hurriedly stopped her, thinking that the old woman could not understand the Central Plains dialect, so she repeated it in the Sumuya language she had just learned in the past two days:

"Mother-in-law, you may not have heard clearly. We are ascetics of Da Zhou. Hundreds of millions of migratory locusts are about to pass through Sumuya in the northwest, and we are here to inform you to evacuate."

Song Jun's fingertips burst into flames, proving her identity as a cultivator.

The old woman carefully looked at the flames that appeared out of thin air, with a sudden realization expression on her face:

"The bugs are coming, I understand."

Song Jun smiled gratifiedly.

"Don't go."

Song Jun's smile that hadn't fully stretched froze on his face.

Duanmujian made gestures and hand gestures, along with a few Sumuya languages ​​that he invented and modified, stuttering:

"You know me. I was entrusted by you to build the temple. The worm swarm is coming, you know the worm swarm, hey Song Jun, how do you say the worm swarm in Sumuya? It doesn't matter. Now these The earth house cannot withstand such a large-scale swarm impact. You must hide in the temple to be safe."

The old woman showed obvious impatience on her face, and she spoke fluent Central Plains dialect:

"When the bug swarm came, I just stayed at home and didn't go anywhere."

Song Jun and Duanmujian were dumbfounded.

Yi Yao cleared his throat, with a soft smile on his lips, and a pair of affectionate eyes seemed to be rippling with the spring water in the south of the Yangtze River:

"The sand locust storm will pass through Sumya in one day at most. We can pray day and night in the temple, and return home after the sand locusts pass through."

Looking at Yi Yao, the old woman's expression softened a lot, and she said softly, "Of course the gods will bless Su Muya. We just need to stay in our own room, this is the safest place."

Song Jun gestured to Duanmujian expressionlessly:

Just knock them out and take them there.

Duanmu Jian hurriedly waved his hands:

calm!Spiritual power is thin in the desert, and it is impossible for us to transport so many people at the same time in the tens of miles back and forth!

The three of them had no choice but to temporarily give up trying to persuade the old lady, and spread out along the unusually wide avenue, knocking on doors from house to house.Only half of the dozens of families left in the city heard that the locust storm was coming, and began to count and pack their belongings, preparing to rush to the temple in the belly of the mountain for refuge.

The rest of them, especially those with pale hair, mottled skin, and the desolation of dying, can tell the length of a line for the newly built temple door, and talk about it in Duanmujian's ear all morning. Old people, all showed amazing consistency:

"Don't go."

An old man was cursing: "Where is the temple?! How could so many people flock into the temple and offend the gods!"

Duanmu was unbearable: "The swarms are about to cross the border and slaughter the city, and the people are almost gone. Why are you still thinking about the temple?"

The old man spat and slammed the door, almost hitting Duanmu Jian's nose.

"Just ask your junior brother to repair those broken cars in the city, and tie these people there."

Duanmujian stood in his room and suggested to Song Jun with a blank expression.

Song Jun shook her head hastily: "Calm down! Forcible kidnapping is against the law! And now no one can pull the car!"

Duanmujian choked back: "Aren't you very rich? Just use the money to command ghosts to push carts!"

Song Jun: "..."

She suddenly realized: "Yes, I have money! Tell them that as long as they are willing to evacuate, each household will receive a silver dollar. But I don't have enough money to go out this time, so I can only write a note with the princess seal. Let them go to Dingcheng to exchange later. Do you think one ingot of silver is enough? How about two ingots?"

Duanmujian: "..."

She rolled her eyes in hatred for Fu, and didn't want to talk to Song Jun anymore.

The corners of Yi Yao's eyes also twitched slightly: "The people in the village who are stubborn and refuse to leave are all very old people. Things outside of themselves like money may not be very tempting to them."

"Or so."

In the dark room, there are only shining light patterns from the Venus Stone, which spread out like ripples in circles.The Venus Stone is divided into two, and half of it is being polished into a multi-faceted prism bit by bit.The head of the "immovable gun" used to avoid sandworms was removed and placed on the other side.

Lu Ran had just finished the first stage of refining, stopped resonating with the Venus Stone's spiritual power, and was sitting on a chair to rest.After hearing what happened to them, he spoke calmly with deliberate determination.

Duanmujian happily leaned over to listen to Lu Ran's clever plan.

"We smashed the holy mountain in the city, and the angry Sumuyas would follow us and chase them all the way to the temple."

Duanmujian almost fainted.

She sat on the edge of the bed with eyes full of resentment.It was almost afternoon.According to the conceived plan, the people in the city should have been notified to evacuate by this time, and she had already rushed to the temple to mobilize earth and rocks to close the gate!

Yi Yao walked up to Lu Ran and bent down to help Lu Ran wipe off the sweat from his forehead.But as soon as he approached, Lu Ran hurriedly leaned back like a frightened bird, pressed against the back of the seat, and avoided Yi Yao's outstretched hand:

"Don't come near me casually."

Lu Ran strongly supported the indifference of the flower of Gaoling:

"I'm not used to being touched by strangers."

Yi Yao froze in place, his brows were slightly frowned, and there was a hint of bewilderment and bewilderment in his dark eyes.The cyan eyelashes are half closed, like a bird that has been wronged, drooping its wings in dejection.

He only thought that he heard it wrong, and tentatively reached out to Lu Ran again.

Can't go on like this.

Lu Ran was cruel: "Stay away from me."

What are you wiping your sweat and blinking your eyes to pretend to be innocent? That guy in Yancheng is much more skilled than you!In the face of adversity, still be tempted to be lustful, is this what a monk should do?He has broken through the emotional barrier, and will not be easily fooled by male sex again!

but……

Lu Ran secretly looked at the pitiful looking man in front of him who shrank because of his resistance, and quietly put his hands behind his back and twisted the handkerchief tightly.

Wasn't what I said just now a little too heartless...

In all fairness, Yi Yao's looks can be regarded as handsome even if given a sympathy point in the world of immortal cultivation where there are so many beauties.Between Duanmujian and Song Jun, there are two thousand bald-haired Qingluans who are not talkative.

But there is an inexplicable charm on the plain face after a long time, especially those eyes, which make people inexplicably moved.But now, a teardrop sparkling with crystal light was engulfed in the black crystal eyes, and it might fall down at any time.

Lu Ran panicked instantly.

He knew he shouldn't sympathize with men casually.

But if it really makes people cry, it's another story.

Lu Ran was at a loss: "Hey, I didn't mean that..."

Yi Yao's body trembled slightly, and a sob of grievance leaked out of his voice.

Lu Ran panicked even more.He shouldn't suspend the refiner and take a rest.He should just lock himself in the room obediently and not see anyone until the refiner is finished.

Nothing will happen, Yi Yao won't look like he's about to cry, and he won't start to accept the condemnation of his conscience for no reason like a heartless person.

"I mean, you need to get my consent before approaching me, ah no, you don't need to agree, just say hello. Forget it, don't need to say hello, just pretend I didn't say it."

Looking at Yi Yao's shrunken and sad figure, Lu Ran has nothing to love:

"I'm tired of refining, help me wipe my sweat."

Yi Yao raised his head, his tear-filled eyes were like the first rain after the rain. Compared with all the stunning beauties in the cultivation world, his ordinary appearance actually carried a certain kind of astonishing glamour.

Yi Yao said quietly: "The Immortal Lord doesn't like me, and he doesn't want me to be close in his heart, so there is no need to force yourself."

Lu Ran gave up struggling: "I like it, I am willing, please come here quickly."

His temples are now full of cold sweat from being frightened by Yi Yao's tear.

Yi Yao pursed his lips and showed a faint smile, and walked to Lu Ran's side, gently brushing the soft silk cloth through his hair.The cold fingertips brushed his cheek intentionally or unintentionally, and Lu Ran narrowed his eyes comfortably.The cool fragrance radiates from Yi Yao, reminding people of the pure snow and ice on the Tianshan Mountain, which is covered with snow all the year round.

Over there, Song Jun and Duanmujian were discussing how to resolve the deadlock.Song Jun looked at the sky and made a decisive decision: "Go back to the temple first and start to close the gate. Yi Yao and I will stay here and try to persuade people to evacuate."

Duanmujian thought about the half-repaired gate of the bare hole of the temple.If the entrance of the Temple of Death is not firmly blocked before the locust plague comes, I am afraid that the sacred temple will become a hell worse than the city.

She nodded, turned and hurried away.

Song Jun turned to Yi Yao: "Although a few families refused just now, I heard that there is still room in the tone. Let's go now..."

Song Jun looked at the two people who were sticking together, and blinked:

"What are you two doing? Am I not supposed to bother you?"

Lu Ran suddenly recovered from the beauty, his face was pained.

Next time, next time he must have a heart of stone, show a noble and glamorous demeanor of a fairy, and not be disturbed by others anymore!

Yi Yao carefully folded the towel and put it in his arms, with undisguised joy on his face, he answered Song Jun:

"It's not too late, we're leaving now."

Song Jun nodded, and looked at Lu Ran worriedly:

"Little brother, your face is so red, are you feeling unwell?"

There was a trace of grief and anger in Lu Ran's vague voice, he gritted his teeth and said:

"Let's go, let's go, I'll feel better if you're all gone. You two standing here will affect my refining efficiency too much!"

Song Jun was baffled, she didn't understand how she influenced the refining tool, but she still took Yi Yao out of the house as she said.

The stone house returned to calm, Lu Ran gently touched the place where Yi Yao's fingertips rubbed just now, his face was faintly hot.

On the spacious stone-paved street, Song Jun and Yi Yao were planning how to persuade those stubborn old people to evacuate.

There was an uneasy restlessness in the windless stagnant air.Now even with the eyesight of ordinary people, there is a faint yellow border on the distant skyline, like a city wall stretching thousands of meters built on flat ground.

Song Jun was very irritable: "I heard that migratory locusts break out every few decades in the Western Regions. These old people should be more aware of the destructiveness of desert migratory locusts. It is impossible for them to really think that their shabby houses can withstand the violent attacks. The swarm. It can't be..."

Song Jun slowly widened her eyes in disbelief, and murmured in a low voice, "Are they going to die?"

Yi Yao looked at the sky complicatedly: "Ordinary people's lifespan is short, and they know the destiny after half a hundred years. These old people may have guessed from various signs that Su Muya is about to face annihilation. They simply gave up the idea of ​​​​escape. Rotten bones, live and die with the city."

Song Jun stopped in her tracks, with inexplicable emotions surging in her heart, like grief and anger: "What's wrong with this kind of time! The city can be destroyed, but it can be rebuilt. People die, but they can never be brought back to life again." !"

In the lonely town, there are only straight avenues telling the glory of the past.The barren grass is rustling in the cold wind.The dilapidated houses are full of color blocks after temporary repairs.When the glory of the past dissipated, there was only a village of lifeless embers on the ruins of a bonfire.

Yi Yao's calm voice carried a bit of ruthlessness:

"The caravans no longer pass by here, the young and middle-aged are gone forever, only the widows, the old and the weak are left struggling to survive. The insect swarm and natural disasters are coming, and the city has completely lost its future. Instead of hiding in the temple and facing another It is better to stay here and die in my beloved hometown.”

Song Jun listened desperately to Yi Yao's death sentence for Su Muya: "Is it a better choice to let them stay here?"

Yi Yao didn't answer, but just looked at Song Jun calmly, his eyes seemed to be shrouded in hazy mist.Ignorant of why, Song Jun saw countless clouds of smoke and figures passing by in a trance:

"If it is a better choice to be buried here, will you let death happen before your eyes?"

Hope is empty, and tomorrow is unpredictable.The remaining embers, the homeland that cannot be revived.The swarm of insects, the endless night, the despair of living and the only comfort.Now it's their turn to make a decision.

"No."

Song Jun said in a low voice.

"No. Even if it's reasonable, even if it's voluntary, even if it's the only way, I can't just watch my life die before my eyes and remain indifferent. Waiting for death is the easiest choice, but it's definitely not right."

Under the dim light of the sky, the eyes of the young monk were like two burning gems:

"A town that only waits to die, it is impossible to care about a small carving on the temple door. There must still be obsessions in their hearts. There must be something that makes them willing to live hard for it. go down."

Song Jun glanced around, trying to remember.A group of people who no longer care about their own life and death, what else can make them never forget?

Yi Yuan's cold voice rang in Song Jun's ear with some imperceptible emotion:

"I once rescued a dying man. After completing his mission, he was unfortunately captured in order to cover his companions. Because he could not bear the pain and torture, and was even more afraid that he would accidentally reveal the secret, he almost lost the will to live and only wanted to die quickly. .But he survived in the end."

Song Jun looked over curiously: "How did you do it?"

"He has a master who has been respected and loved since he was a child. For his master, he would go through fire and water to be smashed to pieces. I told him."

Yi Yao's tone is soft, but it seems to have a deep feeling:

"His master is still waiting for his return from afar."

Yi Yao looked straight into Song Jun's eyes:

"There is still concern in my heart, and I dare not enter reincarnation. In the vast Western Regions, there must be people from Sumuya who travel far away. If all the landmark buildings in the city are annihilated in the swarm of insects."

Song Jun's eyes lit up:

"Then we can only rely on the living to point out the direction of our hometown."

The author has something to say:

Guess who Yi Yao (also known as You Guihu) is talking about at the end (dog head)

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There is a question, although no one has raised it, but I think it is better to explain it now (cover your face)

There may be some cuties who feel that Duanmujian, Song Jun and others play more roles.In fact, according to the outline of the Sha Hai Chapter, if the number of scenes is counted, then Duanmujian is actually the one who ranks first.

But it’s not that I suddenly changed the protagonist as I was writing. QAQ Although the plot layout may make people feel weird, Lu Ran is really the protagonist.He has a unique peculiarity that no one else has.

This chapter seems to be Song Jun Duanmujian making choices all the time, just because these choices have been made by the generation of You Guihu and Lu Ran 20 years ago, and now it is their turn (try hard spoiler)

It is not so much that Duanmujian, Song Jun, and A Ying have more roles, but it is more accurate to say that the generation who became famous in the early Yuan Dynasty will have a lot of roles (including Chao Sheng, Fu Xiao, Yu Bujin, etc. before. But not Including Pei Siqin, this person is quite special.)

It's over, why do I feel that I'm getting darker and darker QAQ

Forget it, just pretend I didn't say anything, woo woo woo - amnestics!Forget it all!