Intoxicated with the east wind

No matter the bone beside the bridge, spring on Huangquan Road.

Shen Gongyu looked at the white paper lantern at the bow of the boat, which was densely covered with small characters, some of which were printed together, and the original shape could not be discerned.There are only a few short columns of characters that can still be seen clearly, and it is mostly written when and when someone was born, and the birth date is listed one by one, just for the family to be rich and prosperous for many years.

Lin Wumian saw that he was looking at it seriously, and said behind him, "This is a begging book." After finishing speaking, he pinned Ye Xiao back to his waist, stepped forward and continued, "For example, the tributes of the river festival are always tied On this boat, when we reach the Wangchuan River, there is no skin left." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to lightly touch the paper, and the candlelight in the lamp swayed twice with his hand, "It's just a thought. .”

Hearing his explanation, Shen Gongyu retreated to the middle of the boat, the white paper lamp flickered on and off, it looked really pitiful in this dark place.

He asked Lin Wumian again, "How can it take us to Yushan Temple?"

Lin Wumian didn't answer, but asked him instead, "How do you know that this boat can't take you and me to Yushan Temple?" He narrowed his eyes, bent a nice arc, and smiled, "How do you know, is this boat Was it released by Yushan Temple?"

Seeing that he seemed to know something, Shen Gongyu stopped talking and waited for him to speak.

Lin Wumian held the paper lantern in his hand, and the boat slowly drove away in the river.

"A hundred years ago, when people practiced Qing Dynasty, most of them still believed in the theory of offering sacrifices to immortals, so they sacrificed more living people here." Lin Wumian said, holding the paper lantern as thin as a cicada's wing in front of Shen Gongyu's eyes, "Go up That’s the case for everyone, but I can’t blame them.” Lin Wumian smiled, “Taoism has always pursued transformation and ascension to immortality, so it is natural to ask for this immortality.”

Shen Gongyu said, "Then the disciple of Yushan Temple written here, or someone else?"

"Other people?" As if hearing something very funny, Lin Wumian couldn't help but put on some sneer in his words, "Do you think this is a good job that everyone can't do it?"

"The world is in the underworld, and there are tens of thousands of journeys during this period. Whether you can survive is unknown." Lin Wumian looked at Shen Gongyu and said, "The people who are sent are all the second disciples of the inner sect."

The boat was moving slowly, but the surrounding scenery seemed to be moving, retreating quickly, and occasionally encountered one or two wandering spirits on the lake, who were too frightened by the light of the white lamp to get close.

Shen Gongyu asked, "Why the second disciple?"

"How can I say this?" Lin Wumian tapped his forehead with his fingers, looking embarrassed.

"Starting from Yushan, the first disciple must be the master who has cultivated his whole body, and the third disciple is his own son." He said, looking at Shen Gongyu, "Compared to an outsider who has no relatives and no reason, I don't know which one you want to choose?"

The boat sailed away from the underworld, and the sky was faintly bright. The boat was alone in the water, and it looked rather bleak in a huge lake.

Shen Gongyu frowned and said, "There are still people who believe in these things."

Lin Wumian could see it, and asked, "Why don't you believe it?" He looked at Shen Gongyu, and said to him in a serious manner, "There are tens of thousands of jade statues in Taoist temples in the world, ordinary people believe, why don't they believe it?"

Seeing what he said, Shen Gongyu didn't want to ask any more questions, so she simply asked him, "Then someone came here alive?"

Lin Wumian shook his head and said, "Even if you ascend to become a fairy, this hell is not something you can just say."

The sky suddenly lit up, and half of the lake surface was bright and half dark, like two worlds of yin and yang separated.

Seeing this scene, Lin Wumian suddenly laughed. He stretched himself and said, "However, I have seen two."

Shen Gongyu has always been sensitive to the matter of Yushan Temple. Besides the reason of the body, there is also no lack of curiosity about Shen Ruhui, so he asked, "Who is it?"

Lin Wumian said, "I can't remember the first one. In short, he was sent back before the end of his life." As he spoke, he looked at Shen Gongyu, with a meaningful smile on the corner of his mouth, "This is the second one. I know it, and you know it too."

Hearing what he said, Shen Gongyu's heart tightened. He knew that Shen Ruhui had a senior brother named Ye Yingqiu, and that Qin Xingzhi was Qin Fang's son, but he was not an inner disciple after all, so he didn't pay much attention to it. I think, listening to Lin Wumian's words at this moment, it is probably the result that I don't want to guess.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Lin Wumian said again, "You must have seen those eyes when you first saw him."

After he mentioned it, Shen Gongyu recalled that when he saw Shen Ruhui at first, it was the eyes that had been restrained by others. Afterwards, what Qin Yuyuan said to him was probably restrained by Qin Fang.

As if guessing what Shen Gongyu was thinking, Lin Wumian shook his head and smiled, "That's not a restriction imposed by Qin Fang." He looked into Shen Gongyu's eyes, as if he wanted to see clearly what he was thinking. "That's what I ordered."

"Why do you—"

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Wumian interrupted him, "I let that person go back, but the boat didn't come for a long time after that, and I thought they finally gave up on this weird method. But I didn't expect that a hundred years later, they would give up again." I brought it."

The boat sailed into the canyon, there were cliffs on the left and right, and occasionally a piece of dead branch and leaf was hung on the broken edge, but there was no green outside.

The boat stopped in the middle of the canyon channel, and the wind blowing into the valley caused a mournful hum.

"I don't know what the person who went back a hundred years ago did," Lin Wumian said, "It's just that I don't want the second person to go back and do the same thing."

Shen Gongyu was a little surprised. After thinking for a while, he thought of one thing. He couldn't help frowning and said, "Prison for a hundred people."

Lin Wumian nodded and replied, "Yes." After speaking, he turned and looked at the top of the cliff above, and then said, "So just pretend that he has never been here, and send him back as long as he remembers."

"You didn't impose a restriction at the time, so why did you do so later?"

Lin Wumian looked at him when he heard the words, an inexplicable meaning flashed in his eyes, and he didn't know who he was referring to. "That's what he begged me for." After saying that, he jumped up and reached the top of the cliff with a few streams of spiritual energy.

Shen Gongyu only thought about who the "he" Lin Wumian was talking about for a moment, and then followed to the top of the cliff.

There was no one on the cliff, Shen Gongyu looked around, and saw that the top of the cliff was completely different from the bottom of the cliff, surrounded by forests, it was a rich scene.

Shen Gongyu asked, "Where is he?"

Lin Wumian narrowed his eyes, and said pretending to think, "At this moment, I'm afraid I'm still on the steps."

"Where is the Guanjie?"

Lin Wumian stretched out his hand and walked straight ahead, the gatehouse in the distance was hidden in the bushes, it would be really hard to find if there was no one to guide the way.

Shen Ruhui could only walk up a hundred steps.

The stone steps are ascending step by step, the higher the spiritual pressure is, the stronger he is, and he can't walk halfway. The rising spiritual pressure oppresses his internal organs. Shen Ruhui only feels his breathing tightened. Clenching his fists, he quickly stabilized his body and supported himself, but stood still on the stone steps very awkwardly.

If someone saw his appearance at this moment, it would be very strange.Obviously this person has nothing on his body, but he seems to be carrying a heavy weight, and the feeling of suffocation hits his face.

But Shen Ruhui thought, even if his bones were crushed by this spirit pressure now, he would never kneel on the ground, never kneel in Qin Fang's Taoist temple.

If we talk about the road in the elder's tomb, it is not the only one.It's just that the road in the canyon, he has been there once in his life, and he doesn't want to go there again; the road in the forest will most likely meet Ye Yingqiu, even though he has been relieved for a long time, he doesn't want to meet him again at this time.After thinking about it, this is the only way to go.

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly realized that his whole body was lightened, and the spiritual pressure around him was removed, so that even ordinary people can pass here smoothly.Shen Ruhui looked forward in astonishment, and saw Shen Gongyu waiting on the stone platform two steps higher than him, just like he was waiting for him to enter the house back then.

It took him a long time to find his voice, "Are you here?"

No, actually he didn't want to ask that question, he wanted to say: Why do you need to come?Or how did you come here?But when it came to his mouth, there was only one sentence - "You are here."

Shen Gongyu stood on the stone steps two steps higher than him and looked at him, but he didn't see him for a moment, and he felt that it was longer than the hundreds of years he had slept in.

Shen Gongyu once thought about what this person who took his own body was like.Later, he felt that maybe he would guard him until he got married and had a family; if he wanted to continue to cultivate, maybe he could stay with him for a longer time—even, even forcibly crossing the tribulation and ascending, he was willing to give it a try.

But seeing him again at this moment, these seem to be unimportant, and they seem to be very important.He couldn't speak, and didn't know how to reply, it took a long time before he suddenly opened his mouth——

"I don't want you to get married."