Earthly Blue Yanlu

Mo Linglang was sent back by Biluo, even Biluo's prudent immortal couldn't help but sigh, Mo Linglang's weak and frail body was sent back by countless purple light-transmitting paper cranes, Yingying The half-tilted barrier gathered around Mo Linglang's body, making Mo Linglang even more illusory and untouchable.

Falling from the sky, it landed in Ye Mianxi's courtyard without warning. When it landed, the paper crane turned into a fluorescent light and shattered bit by bit.Biluo descended from the sky and landed steadily, blowing away half a trace of the breeze and stirring up a wave of wind and waves around.

At that time, Ye Mianxi was holding a cup of Wuliu Fu that had just been brewed, savoring it carefully. He never understood why Bai Mu liked to drink this Wuliufu, so he calmed down and savored it carefully, even the misty Liufu that floated up. The tea smell in the tea has a faint fragrance and a touch of tranquility.It's just that Bi Luo and Mo Linglang just broke the peace in his heart.

How did Mo Linglang change into the present state of life and death? Even Biluo didn't know very well. He only knew a rough idea. It is said that Mo Linglang met his master, Jackal Yu, but Jackal Yu was just like the soulless one. The puppet has no vitality at all, and its memory has almost been forgotten. Even the saved memory is upside down. The only thing I remember very clearly is his apprentice Mo Linglang.

Mo Linglang came to see Jackal Yu, looked at his master's appearance, still thinking about his prodigal apprentice, he choked up for a moment, tears rolled down, fell on his master's knee and cried for a long time before he stopped.

When Biluo saw Mo Linglang again, Mo Linglang's face was pale and bloodless, even though he had stepped into the Hall of Yama, he was still so calm, just like his mother's calm back then, and only ordered , "Send me back, please"

Bi Luo naturally knew what Mo Linglang meant, but he just wanted to return to Ye Mianxi's side, but he was exhausted, and it was completely impossible to go back by himself, Bi Luo sighed, his persistence is really admirable.

"This is your method? It's really clever." Ye Mianxi faced the void, exhaled foul breath, and stepped forward to hug Mo Linglang in his arms. There is no difference in the air at all, what exactly did it do to force this body of breath away.Ye Mianxi saluted Bi Luo and said respectfully, "Xie Xianjun sent him back."

Bi Luo turned her head away slightly, "No need" her lips moved slightly again, but she didn't speak.I didn't even leave a word of farewell, and left incarnate.

Mo Linglang came back, he repaid Jackal Yu's favor on the other end, and repaid Ye Mianxi's love on the other end, but, now he doesn't even have the strength to lift his eyelids, and the penetrating line on his left wrist The scar, with a little blood.Ye Mianxi couldn't figure out how Mo Linglang repaid his kindness, so much so that he took his own life for it.

Ye Mianxi had never set aside such a small courtyard for Mo Linglang, and ordered someone to dry the Jingqing courtyard, change the bedding, bed curtains and other things, so he placed Mo Linglang in the Jingqing courtyard, and kept watch every day. In Jingqingyuan, the first thing to do when waking up every day is to see if Mo Linglang is awake.

Mo Linglang has become like this now, and Ye Mianxi gradually feels that he is actually sorry for him. He thought, Mo Linglang said so solemnly when he left, then, as long as he guards, Mo Linglang will always have something to do. Day will wake up.He just subconsciously thought that Mo Linglang was just tired and woke up after he had slept enough.

Such a result seemed to be within Pu Shuo's expectation. He still held a dagger every day and carefully scraped the three thousand threads of troubles on his head. As he scraped, he suddenly felt that it was a good time to leave at this time.So he held his bright head and said goodbye to Ye Mianxi.

At that time, Ye Mianxi had just carried Mo Linglang from the room to the reclining chair under the eaves of the room, and was squatting on the side of the chair, holding Mo Linglang's hand, carefully looking at Mo Linglang's drooping eyelashes.

Standing six steps away, Pu Shuo heard Ye Mianxi sigh, and couldn't help asking, "He just fell asleep like this, did you ask Chang Chu to come and see?"

Ye Mian made up his mind and said sadly, "It's useless, even if you invite him here, it won't be useful. What's more, Chang Chu and Xin Yi's wedding is approaching, and he's busy too, so he can't take care of me."

"Oh." Pu Shuo nodded lightly, "Then when will he wake up, do you know?" Seeing that Ye Miyi didn't answer, Pu Shuo turned the subject tactfully, "Look at the lord, you don't care about me now Now, and I'm already a monk." Pu Shuo rubbed his head, "Look at how well-shaven I am, what I'm waiting for is a word from the prince to let go."

Ye Mianxi stood up, looked seriously into Pu Shuo's eyes, and stretched out his hand to touch his shiny head with a sigh, "Where do you think you will go after you leave me? You have been pampered and spoiled for the past few years, how can you bear the hardships of the monastery?" "Pu Shuo didn't take it seriously, "In these years, I have put all my thoughts on the prince, and I have always felt that if I leave the prince one day, I will definitely not be able to survive, but now, when I really want to leave the prince, I will I don’t think I’m that long-lasting, I used to live for the prince, after that, I want to make a plan for myself, it’s good to be with the green lantern all the time.”

"If you leave, I won't stop you." Ye Mixi looked at Pu Shuo quietly, "Right now, I really don't have the heart to take care of you, but there is one sentence, you have to listen carefully and remember it well. The days outside are hard, so I’ll come back.”

Pu Shuo casually hummed, and Ye Mixi brushed Pu Shuo's lighted head with his fingers, and carefully circled Pu Shuo's waist, "You leave today, don't lose yourself, if when we meet again, you will be thinner than now If you do, you will be punished."

"Remember it." Pu Shuo nodded solemnly.He stretched out his hand and pushed Ye Mianxi's hand, "My lord stop, don't send me off" decisively turned his head and strode away.Ye Mianxi only quietly looked at the green clothes and disappeared for a moment.

In the spring of the third year of Qiyuan in Beiyuan Kingdom, the spirit of spring hits.Ye Yinpu, the leader of the country, has been on the throne for three years, and has managed the country quite smoothly.The only thing that gave him quite a headache was his sixth younger brother Ye Mianxi.

Ye Yinpu sat in the imperial study and thought for a long time. His second younger brother Ye Shuzhe married Jing Yu, the eldest daughter of the court assistant, Gong Ziyou. After Ye Zhe gave birth to his big fat son, he also gradually reached consummation.His third younger brother Ye Feilian, although he was forced to marry to Blue Wind Nation and was noisy all day long, but because of Qili Linghua's love for him, he must have a good relationship for a hundred years.His fourth younger brother, Ye Ru, was heartless and heartless, so he lost his temper even after he married a wife.His fifth younger brother, Ye Wenxi, the respectable King Renya who always disdained masculinity, was plotted by a swordsman to lose the dignity of a man.Fearing that the world would not be chaotic, the seventh brother of his family enthusiastically chased him to the rivers and lakes to watch the excitement, halfway through, Nie Xiaoxiao, a chivalrous woman, got his soul taken away.

Ye Yinpu thought about it, his brothers were all agitated by the red luan star, but his sixth brother, the red luan star, probably moved too hard. Li Qingrao left without returning for six years, and Pu Shuo went away for six years. The year has not returned, and now, the little Mo Linglang is still guarding his family coldly and never leaves.This gave Ye Yinpu a headache.

After a spring rain today, the air is exceptionally fresh.Ye Yinpu went on tour in a low-key suit, and planned to go to the Liuwang Mansion again, to persuade Ye Mianxi well, after all, marrying a housemate, and having a child, when he returns to the west, there will be someone to help take care of Mo Linglang, who is like a living dead, right?But Ye Mianxi couldn't listen to it.

When he was about to reach the Shangshui Bridge, Ye Yinpu caught a glimpse of a white dress holding an painted bamboo oil-paper umbrella walking past him.Ye Yinpu was stunned for a moment, then turned around and grabbed the man's cuff, pulled the man to his eyes, looked at it calmly, couldn't believe it, rubbed his eyes hard, looked at the man in front of him, and said in surprise for a long time, " you're out"

Ye Mianxi shook his head helplessly, "Brother Huang is not in the palace approving your memorial, what are you doing running out?" He said and walked away.Ye Yinpu followed a few steps, and asked, "Seriously, sixth brother, why did you come out?" Ye Mianxi was not very happy to talk to his worrying elder brother, and he was vague and perfunctory, "Ling Lang entrusted me with a matter before his death. , I’m here to do this today.”

Ye Yinpu stopped, sighed, and followed, "Sixth brother was abusive back then, today he is passionate, and in the future he must be bitter. I just think that you have been guarding Mo Linglang for six years, do you want to keep it?" ?”

Ye Mian ignored it and stood on the bridge, leaning on the bridge railing to look at the river.

"The day before yesterday, Seventh Brother's Bai Niao sent news that your Rao'er is doing well outside, and he is doing very well. Moreover, Seventh Brother has also visited him, so you don't have to worry about him." Ye Yin Pu chattered.Ye Miyan hummed, and suddenly said, "Yesterday I suddenly dreamed of Xiao Mu, and he kept looking at me, but didn't speak."

Ye Yinpu suddenly had nothing to say, leaned against the railing, and lazily said, "Oh, so, it must be that Xiao Mu misses you."

Ye Miexi was about to answer the conversation, when suddenly a child squeezed in from behind, yelling, "Please let me go" with a clear and pleasant voice, which made Ye Miexi's eyes brighten up.

The child in front of him was no more than five years old, with a fair and rosy face, a white Confucian robe, and a double bun with his hair in a bun. There were two or three small copper bells adorning it, which would make a small sound when the wind moved.The child's hands and feet were very nimble, and he stepped directly on the railing, raised his hand to cover his eyebrows, looked into the distance and sighed, "The Shangshui River is so wide, it is worthy of the legendary Zhifeng's tears."

Ye Mianxi and Ye Yinpu looked at each other, and it took a long time to come back to their senses. Ye Yinpu kindly reminded, "Standing so high, be careful if you fall. I heard that once you fall, you can't catch it."

The child didn't take it seriously, and said without hesitation, "I really don't agree with Mr.'s words. This person has desires. Once he falls, he must be tired by his own greed. A young child like me, With a pure heart, I won't be burdened by Shang Shuihe's desires."

Ye Yinpu couldn't help clapping his hands and laughed, "You are the first child who can say such things."

Ye Mianxi remained silent.

The child was very talkative, he smiled modestly, and said slowly, "Sir, I'm just saying what's on my mind."

"Your child's wisdom is not shallow, who is your adult?" Ye Yinpu became a little serious.

"I don't know, but there must be," the child answered very simply.

"I heard that there is a technique in the world that can exchange the lives of two people's souls. It is said that in this way, no matter how many times they have been reincarnated, the two will be bound together, even if they are separated by thousands of mountains and rivers. We can meet each other in the dark." Ye Mianxi suddenly spit out such words, looked sideways at the child, "You said, what I said is nonsense?"

"This..." The child frowned and thought for a moment, then said seriously, "It's not nonsense, there is such a technique."

"Why do you ask him that?" Ye Yinpu patted Ye Mianxi on the shoulder, and then asked the child, "You are only five years old, how do you know that there are such things as spells in the world?" The child pouted He retorted dissatisfiedly, "I just know that I have memories since I was born, and I also know that I want to wait for someone here"

Ye Mian's eyes moved, "Ye Yinli, what do you remember?"

Ye Yinli burst into tears, "What did you call me just now?"

"Ye Yinli"

Ye Yinli smiled with the corners of his mouth pulled, because he was standing on the railing, looking down at Ye Mianxi, "Are you the one I'm waiting for?" Ye Mianxi nodded.Ye Yinli threw herself directly into Ye Mianxi's arms, "When you called out my name, a voice sounded in my head, telling me that my surname is Ye, and I belong to a person named Ye Mianxi. Child, my name is Ye Yinli, I still remember that I saw that person, the one who kept me alive." Slowly raised his head and asked, "Is he okay?"

"Very well, I just waited until you were tired and fell asleep," Ye Mixi replied.

"Looks like I don't have to worry anymore." Ye Yinpu rubbed his forehead with a smile, "Now I have a little monster to be your son, so I feel much more at ease."

Ye Mianxi had a rare faint smile in his eyes, glanced at Ye Yinpu, took Ye Yinli's hand, and walked back holding the oil-paper umbrella.

There was a faint earthy fragrance in the air, and there was a brisk bell sound in the wind, vaguely interspersed with the voice of a child, singing softly, "Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, the dead are at peace, the living are at peace, The world of mortals is broken, the ferry returns, the soul lives, and the life chart begins..."

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