After I died, the cold beauty fell from the altar

He snatched the pen from his hand, sat with him in front of the desk, immediately rolled up his sleeves and swiped the pen on the paper: "Brother, how did the heaven and the earth give birth to all things?"

The familiar scent of bamboo came in, and the strings in Xu Qingyi's mind suddenly tensed. He hunched his back and put his hands, which were stiff until he lost consciousness, into his sleeves, and said unnaturally: "Everything in the world is born of being, and being is born of nothing."

"Everything bears yin and embraces yang, and the qi is in harmony. A solitary yin does not grow, and a single yang does not grow, so the heaven and the earth are matched with yin and yang. The heaven and the earth are born together with me, and all things are one with me. I am born with temperament and nature. , born with life; emotion is connected to things and born, so all things have feelings.”

He dipped a bit of the thick ink in the inkstone with the tip of his pen, without raising his head, "Are you affectionate?"

These words hit Xu Qingyi's heart inexplicably. There was a cold wave in his eyes, and he moved his injured lips: "Love affects the body, which is called vulgarity. If a Taoist cultivates ruthlessness, how can there be love?"

"You have affection."

Hearing a smile added to the tone of the man's answer, Xu Qingyi thought of the embarrassment for a moment, thinking that his words were mostly mocking, so he was very angry, "speech without reason."

"Do you still remember the crabapple planted in your palace?"

The man kept writing, and continued.

The green branches and leaves swayed in his memory, leading him to the garden full of flowers and trees when he was young. His face was moved for a moment, and he thought of the evergreen crabapple for a hundred years. Unintentionally, so are people."

Su Wan tilted his head to look at him, with a few scattered hairs covering his forehead, and finally he raised the end of his eyes slightly, and said meaningfully: "It looks like a heartless tree, but it is actually waiting for someone."

A slight surprise flashed in Xu Qingyi's eyes, and he looked at him with a little puzzlement.

There is a sparkle of light in his dark pupils, as if stars have fallen into it: "It is waiting for... the person who has spent so much effort to save it twice."

These words made him startled, and he suddenly felt a kind of surprise that the secret buried in the soil was suddenly dug up by a hoe. The person in front of him became strange in an instant, and he became like he had never seen before. His gaze was completely complete. It all fell on his face, trying to find a trace of familiarity: "What do you mean by that?"

"Trees are like this, so what is it for people?" Su Wan turned his face lightly, "Man is the heart of heaven and earth, the end of the five elements, food, taste, voice, and color, so he is born with desires. Ordinary, not ugly and dirty. Brother, it’s because you have practiced Taoism for too long, and you forgot that you were once an ordinary person with flesh and blood.”

He placed the brush on the Yamagata Doucai Dingci Porcelain Pillow, "Now that you and I are at the end of our cultivation, you will not be able to be the True Monarch Hexuan for the time being."

Seeing that the ink on the paper was getting dry, he handed him the rice paper full of vigorous handwriting, and said to him with a smile: "Then why not, let's do Xu Qingyi well."

The paper is full of words, only "Heaven's heart is for people, and people live from it, and the way is firmly in people."

Do Xu Qingyi again?

He has countless identities in his life, he is the chief disciple of Lord Qingxiao, the master of Fusheng Hall, the head of Nanhua Dao, and the true king of Hexuan in the Taoist world, only the three words "Xu Qingyi" , seems to have been far away from him.

His eyes fell on the paper, he secretly squeezed the corner of the rice paper, and cut straight to the point, so as to cut open the man's sinister palace: "You are so abnormal, what exactly do you want?"

"I want to live," the man poured out without hiding the words, "you want to live too, don't you?"

He stared at him fixedly, his eyes were as open as a stone: "Before we go out from this ghost place, you and I will go with you and play tricks on every occasion. After you go out, you will still be your Zhenjun Hexuan, and all the absurd ways in the past will be just like clouds. mind."

Su Wan said so much to save him from going his own way and always being on guard against him.

He had to let him understand that the two of them were now grasshoppers tied to a rope, using each other and needing each other.

Xu Qingyi put down the paper in his hand, covered half of his eyes weakly with his eyelids, and said nothing.

The door was pushed open with a "creak", and the man named Shen Yan walked in with the meal.

After looking around the room for a week, he found that the two of them were sitting together in front of the desk. He bowed and bowed with a smile: "Did you sleep well last night, Master?"

Hearing the question, Xu Qingyi gave him a cold look, and suddenly felt that there was nothing around him, he turned his eyes slightly, and saw that Su Wan had already got up and walked towards the table, her wedding dress was like a burning fire, very dazzling.

"You came just in time, if you have time, can you send me some wound medicine?"

When Su Wan walked forward, he took a look at the dishes he brought. Although the dishes were different from the previous ones, they still had the same amount of meat and vegetables, and were delicious in color and aroma.

"My lord, you don't have to be polite, just tell me what you want." Shen Yan put down the table with dishes on it, raised her eyes to look at him with a soft smile, and retreated in response.

This person looks hundreds of times better than the red ghost with blue face and fangs. At least he looks like a human being and acts in an orderly manner. However, he can stay in the ghost world for so long, and he is not a living person with a good heart.

He sat down at the table, picked up the chopsticks on the side of the bowl, picked up a few asparagus, put them in his mouth and chewed relish, but his eyes looked at the carvings on the doorknob, and his mind was full of thoughts: Is the carving a special trip to test them?But prescribing drugs will inevitably lead to desire, so, wouldn't it be a mistake to help them?

Recalling all the signs from Jinzhou City to Wuzhou, Su Wan faintly felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't explain why, and only felt that he was being pulled along by an invisible thread.

He chewed the asparagus thoroughly, his eyes were filled with darkness without emotion, and he slowly clenched the chopsticks with his fingers.

When the door was pushed open again, Shen Yan came in with a basin of water and wound medicine, seeing that the two of them were sitting on their own, ignoring each other, so she asked: "Why don't you two have dinner together?"

"His mouth is broken and he has no appetite."

Su Wan's whole body was gloomy and suddenly restrained, he replied casually as if nothing happened, and ate his meal wholeheartedly.

Shen Yan glanced at the wound medicine in her hand, and knew who it was prepared for, so she stepped forward and handed the wound medicine respectfully: "My lord, please take the medicine."

The person in front of the desk looked terminally ill and weak, but when he raised his eyes, his eyes were extremely cold, like ice blades piercing his heart, he waved his sleeves with difficulty to knock off the ointment in his hand, and squeezed out a word between his teeth: "Get out."

With a sudden drink, Shen Yan was so frightened that she took two steps back, and hurriedly bent over to pick up the medicine box that rolled on the ground.

Unexpectedly, someone had already walked to the bench first, reached out and picked up the medicine box: "He has such a temper, leave it to me."

Hearing what he said, he glanced hastily at the person who picked up the medicine, and then bowed his head and stepped aside.

As Su Wan walked towards the desk, he opened the medicine box, then took the medicine up to the tip of his nose and sniffed it. After confirming that it contained Centella Asiatica and Salvia Miltiorrhiza for wound healing, he pursed his lips slightly.

With the effort of closing the medicine box, he rubbed the ointment with his index finger, and his blunt nails scraped across the back of his hand without anyone noticing, drawing a thin bloodstain.

When the lid of the medicine box was closed, the ointment on the index finger was also wiped on the bloodstain, and a slight tingling came, which gradually disappeared after a while.

Sitting in front of the desk, he pushed away the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on it, and saw Xu Qingyi opposite him bent over, the bones of his back protruding through his clothes, his hair was scattered, covering his entire face, and his thin hands were dead. Grasping the edge of the book case, you can see the wear and tear on the ring finger due to long-term writing and writing.

When others were caught by the red ghost, it was "lovers who will eventually get married", and when the two of them were caught, it was "the enemy was jealous when they met". For the time being, all he could think about was to go out of that door and see if they were really caught. Leading by the nose, the behind-the-scenes probably doesn't care whether the two of them are acting on the occasion, but before everything is clear, it is good to act cautiously.

Su Wan leaned forward, pushed out the ointment in his hand, and covered the back of the hand that was holding the edge of the table with his left hand.

The coldness seeped into his palm, and he finally understood that the man was holding on to the edge of the table to support this crumbling sick bone—he had been sitting here for too long, and his limbs were almost numb.

Su Wan remembered that Xu Qingyi's whole body was hot when the medicine took effect before, presumably it blocked part of the cold air in his body, if he used it, maybe he could kill two birds with one stone?

There was a sudden heat on the back of the hand, and the chill in the lower dantian began to become restless. Xu Qingyi's tired eyes cast over and landed on the bloodstain on the inner side of the back of his hand.

The warm feeling in the depths of the memory was close to me, and the deep voice flowed into the cochlea like water: "Senior brother, although the medicine they gave you is not serious, it can still suppress the cold poison, and it can be regarded as a life-saving thing. Are you right?"

Xu Qingyi was a smart man, and he could see what he was thinking when he said this, his pupils trembled immediately, his liver qi turned upside down, he coughed violently, and his whole body was like a white crane whose wings were wet in a violent storm and fell into a mess.

After a long time, he revealed a pair of bloodshot gray eyes from the scattered blue hair, and said in a hoarse voice, "You are wrong."

Su Wan raised his eyebrows when he heard this, thinking that he was unwilling to "fight poison with poison", he poked his fingers into his fingers, exerted a little force, and slowly loosened his grip on the edge of the table.

The moment he lifted his hand, he felt that the man was about to pull back, so he grabbed his stiff fingers at the right time, and whispered: "I have tried this medicine."

Xu Qingyi subconsciously looked at the bloodstain on the back of his left hand, and couldn't help feeling an indescribable emotion.

Su Wan opened the lid of the medicine box and dipped some creamy ointment with his fingertips, and gently applied the ointment on the worn part of his ring finger. He looked so serious that he didn't even tremble his eyelashes, as if he was afraid of hurting him .

In the end, he raised his smiling eyes, pressed them diagonally to the back, and then met Xu Qingyi's eyes, the smile in his eyes disappeared.

With this tacit glance, Xu Qingyi glanced over his shoulder, and put Shen Yan standing by the door into his eyes. When he looked back, the person in front of the desk leaned forward, and before he could react, he immediately stretched out his arms to embrace him. He scooped up his entire cold body.

Being hugged in his arms, he felt unbearable in his heart, frowned, his face was displeased, instinctively wanted to break free, but suddenly he heard that person whisper in his ear: "I offended you, brother."

The strange feeling of unfamiliarity was like steaming water, and the embarrassment was immediately eroded away. He raised his eyes to look at that face with suspicion, and always felt that there was a thin layer of mist between the two of them, and he couldn't explain clearly.

After entering the back room, Su Wan bent down and put the man on the bed, and tightened the quilt for him, but secretly ground his teeth, got up and walked to the table.

He specially picked out a bowl of frosted lotus seed porridge, took the bowl back to the carved yellow rosewood bed, pulled the bench with one hand and sat down, scooped up a spoonful of porridge and handed it to Xu Qingyi's mouth.

The heat in the porridge dissipated long ago, leaving only a little residual heat at the bottom of the bowl.

"Drink it, it tastes good."

When he spoke calmly and calmly, his clear eyes reflected a pale and sickly face.

Maybe it was him who risked himself and was still alive and kicking after tasting this bowl of porridge. It was rare for this person not to fight against him, and drank the spoonful of porridge he fed with half-closed eyes.

Neither of them spoke a word, and they fought each other in an atmosphere that was so silent that it was almost weird.

This time, that Shen Yan watched the play by the side, after all, he had seen enough.

Hearing the sound of closing the door when the people behind him left, the gloom in Su Wan's eyes emerged, the softness between his brows was completely erased, and he said seriously: "Perhaps you have thought about it, we are all trapped in the trap."

"It's hard to say, there is indeed something mysterious and far-reaching."

Xu Qingyi still closed his eyes slightly, not looking at him.

"One thing I don't understand is why this red ghost wants to drug you?"

"It's not medicine, it's emotion Gu."

"insanity?"

The author says:

感谢在2022-06-0523:21:56-2022-06-1318:52:47期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: 1 drowned in drunken wine, passing by, and drunk in the river;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：ice20瓶；醉江溺亡18瓶；若暮色沉溺16瓶；希娜小姐世界第一可爱、帅气又可爱10瓶；路寻何处5瓶；影月2瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!