After I cheated to die, I met the demon king who tried to die for love

Everyone thought of this, and in the silence, Night Breeze seemed to be getting more and more unpredictable.

The charming thoughts of Guo Buer and Senior Sister Li were also blown away by the chill. In front of the fierce bonfire, the young men and women hugged their arms tightly to soothe their quietly creeping goosebumps.Thinking of the White Toad Palace, the disciples of the Dongshan School felt even more difficult. Shock, fear, doubt, pain, and apprehension were like thousands of thin threads tying rice dumplings, tightly binding their hearts.

Fortunately, nothing happened overnight, and dozens of people sat dry until dawn,

The gates of the city were opened, and a group of people entered the city for the first time. The imperial capital was huge, and it would take at least half a day to walk through the city.

Now it's late spring, the most prestigious peonies in the imperial capital are rushing to bloom, and flower markets are open in the southern and northern cities. The group of people walked not long before they encountered the largest flower market in the southern city——Xuehailan.

In the early morning, the peddler of the shop opened the door with a sigh, and the sound of water sprinkling, street sweeping, and washing could be heard floating over the majestic imperial capital.

This dynasty was in a time of peace and prosperity, the imperial capital was extremely prosperous, and various shops lined up row upon row to compete for success. Bookstores, painting gardens, wine shops, teahouses, inns, cloth shops, flowers, birds, fish and insects were all located in Anqi City, because the imperial capital was most famous for its peony. Therefore, in March and April, the imperial court set up many flower markets in the city for the people in the city and tourists from other places to enjoy and enjoy, so as to show the grandeur of the country. The half-person-high yellow bamboos are woven into fences, and various kinds of peonies are gathered among them. , there are different colors, and there are sunsets in the downtown area.

Among the group, Senior Sister Li and Xun Weishu were at the forefront, followed by Guo Buer, and Xing Lin was at the end.

Guo Buer whispered to Xun Weishu who was in front of him, "Yesterday, senior brother Xinglin was talking and laughing, but today you just kept your face blank and didn't say a word."

Senior Sister Li said: "Brother Bai suddenly disappeared, so he is naturally worried."

Xun Weishu said kindly: "This may be one of them, but I think there may be another reason. Brother Xinglin didn't know when he refused to come to the imperial capital. When Xinglin held the list of thousands of heroes and hundreds of crimsons last time, Xinglin The senior brother then asked if he must travel to the imperial capital, and when he learned that he had to travel, he said that he was sick and would not even go to Qianyingbaijiangbang."

Guo Buer said: "There is no reason why the emperor dare not come - maybe he is really sick."

Xun Weishu said politely: "What Junior Sister said is true, but in the past few years, we have been sent to the Imperial Capital many times from Dongshan, and every time Brother Xinglin claimed to be sick, so everyone has such doubts in private, and even if you are forced to come , also looks like he is out of his mind..."

I also went to the music shop, drank in the dark, well, that's the one in front of me.

In front of them is the Xuehailan flower market, passing through layers of flower seas, at the end is a huge and magnificent music workshop, with the words "Jindixiu Tianchun will not leave" written on it.

The singer's thin singing lingers endlessly: greedy for the entertainment of the old age, cherishing the ease of prosperity...

The listeners are all intoxicated.

Xun Weishu's gaze was intercepted by a figure on the way to Chun Bu San, he stared fixedly at that person, and stopped in his tracks.

He blurted out: "Isn't this Senior Brother Gan Dihua from Yufang Palace?"

A group of people followed his voice to look, only to see a snow-white figure hesitating back and forth in front of Xuehai Lanli Gate, holding a sword that is recognizable at first sight, isn't it the eldest disciple of Yufang Palace? .

Senior Sister Li only mentioned him yesterday, but she didn't expect to see him early in the morning.The disciples of Dongshan School and Hongyun Sect were all a little excited. Xun Weishu was a benchmark figure among the disciples of Xianmen. It was the top of the list every time.

In terms of character, he is humble, gentle, generous and courteous, and everyone in Yufang Palace admires and loves him.It can be said that all the seniors love him, and the younger generations look up to him, No.1 among young rookies.

Now that Yufang Palace is in trouble, he was supposed to support him in the sect, so why is he here?

Senior Sister Li, Xun Weishu and a group walked up to them and said in unison, "Senior Brother Gan!"

Gan Dihua seemed to be looking into the distance, but when he turned around, his face was still full of anxiety. When he saw Dongshan School and Hongyun Sect, he was naturally overjoyed, and smiled, "Junior Brother Xun, Senior Sister Li, unexpectedly I will meet you here!"

He greeted the disciples of the two sects, and the disciples of the two sects hurriedly greeted him.

Xun Weishu asked him, "Why is Senior Brother Gan here?"

Gan Dihua replied: "To tell you the truth, I was supposed to deal with all the monsters down the mountain in Yufang Palace. Yesterday, I met a suspicious person with my brother Xia Baiyou from Ziji Temple. We followed him all the way down the mountain until we arrived at the imperial capital, where we chased him away. , we split up to investigate, and we made an appointment that we will meet in front of the flower market early in the morning no matter if we catch up or not, I have been waiting for half an hour and I still haven’t seen Junior Brother Xia, I was anxious, but I didn’t want to, but I met you.”

Senior sister Li and Xun Weishu heard this, and hurriedly sent their juniors and sisters to search separately, and they still agreed that after half an hour, no matter whether they could find it or not, they would all meet here.

Xinglin and Guo Buer were left behind because of Ye Zi, Xun Weishu and others did not dare to let them go. There was a stone pier and a stone table in front of the fence gate. Lin and Guo Bu'er couldn't strike up a conversation and had no intention of doing so. The two were standing or sitting, admiring flowers, or listening to music, just like children wandering around when their parents are chatting with others.

Only listening to whispers from the side of the stone table, the elder sister said: "I know Senior Brother Gan is worried about Junior Brother Xia, afraid that Junior Brother Xia will clash with Na Xiao, lose his hand and be tripped, but as far as I know, this Xia Although the younger brother's cultivation level is not very high, but he is famous for his wit. He has a nickname "Slippery Loach". If he thinks he is quick-witted and tactful, he will not rush forward rashly. Senior brother, don't worry too much. Let's wait for another half an hour, if we still don't come by noon, we'll go out of the city and go up the mountain immediately, and ask our teachers and uncles for instructions."

Gan Dihua answered deeply, Xun Weishu asked him: "Dare to ask who it is that made the two brothers chase all the way down the mountain."

Not yet - Xun Weishu swallowed the second half of the sentence.

Gan Dihua said: "I was going to tell Senior Sister Li about this—"

Senior Sister Li stared wide-eyed, tilted her head, and asked in doubt, "Oh? Tell me?"

"Yes." Gan Dihua looked at her seriously.

"Junior Sister, do you still remember the lantern keeper we buried in front of the Devil's Cave five years ago?"

Senior Sister Li's heart was beating wildly, and there seemed to be a seed of cold in her heart, quietly breaking through the ground and sprouting.

Fear spread.

Senior Sister Li's voice trembled a little: "...Remember, why? Has something to do with him?"

Living up to everyone's expectations, Gan Dihua nodded slightly.

He said: "I remember that the man wore a snake-shaped collar around his neck. The snake's body was made of gold, and the long and narrow snake eyes were inlaid with rubies. It looks very unique. Do you remember, Junior Sister?"

Senior Sister Li nodded, Gan Dihua said: "I saw it again yesterday."

Senior Sister Li met Xun Weishu's eyes behind Gan Dihua.

Gan Dihua said: "I put it on the Xiao Xiao I met yesterday. I didn't see what that man looked like, but the gold collar was very unique and dazzling, and I saw it at a glance."

Senior Sister Li's heart was beating like a drum, she couldn't sit still anymore, she stood up abruptly, pacing back and forth in the small gap between the stone table and the fence.

Gan Dihua looked at her puzzled, while Xun Weishu frowned, sat still, and told him everything about the disappearance of his disciples from day to night yesterday.

At this time, half an hour has passed, the sun has risen, and the earth is scorching. Beside, is a side of cold and silent air, the three of them, like falling into an ice cellar.

Gan Dihua was silent for a long time, and asked: "Senior Sister Li, there is still a question I didn't ask you just now."

He raised his eyes, his clear eyes were heavy: "Back then, could we confirm whether the lamp keeper was alive or dead?"

Senior Sister Li stood still, she was sure of something last night, but now she is at a loss.

Is he really dead, is he really not breathing?Have I tried it?Did I feel his pulse? ...

The originally clear memory was distorted, deformed, and chaotic in a series of self-questions.

Xun Weishu, who was sitting firmly behind Gan Dihua, stood up suddenly.

"Junior Sister Guo! I wake up Senior Brother Lin!"

Not far away, Guo Buer looked back, on the left, right, and behind him, there was no shadow of Xinglin!

Half an hour ago.

Gan Dihua said: "Junior sister, do you still remember the lamp keeper we buried in front of the magic cave five years ago?"

Xing Lin tilted his head to eavesdrop, and from the corner of his eye, quietly, far away, drifted to this place.

"...Remember, what? It's related to him?"

"I remember that the man wore a snake-shaped collar around his neck. The snake's body was made of gold, and the long and narrow snake eyes were inlaid with rubies. It looks very unique. Do you remember, Junior Sister?"

"I saw it again yesterday."

……

Xing Lin's hands curled up, his heart seemed to be wrapped in his hands, suddenly tightened, and was constantly kneaded.

His ears didn't dare to miss the slightest movement, and Gan Dihua said, "Just put it on that Xiao Xiao I met yesterday...

Gan Dihua finally expressed his doubts: "Back then, could we confirm whether the lamp keeper was dead or alive?"

Xinglin understood that Gan Dihua suspected that the light keeper had come back from the dead, so he followed him here.And Senior Sister Li and Xun Weishu told him about the series of accidents yesterday. Once the news and suspicions of the three collided, all the answers pointed to one person...

only……

Xing Lin shook his head, only a wry smile remained on the corner of his mouth.

He was upset, and he got further and further away from Guo Buer.

On the north side of Xuehai Lane is the spring never ends, on the west side is the Limen where they are, and on the south side is a row of shops. The most famous bookstore in the capital, Ruhuazhai, is here, occupying five open rooms with bookshelves. There are many books and books of all kinds, and the door of each open room is wide open, with more than three feet above the eaves, casting a shade under the eaves.

Right in front of the painting studio is a sea of ​​flowers that stretches for a mile. The fragrance of flowers and ink complement each other, intoxicating and intoxicating. It is regarded by scholars as the most elegant place in the imperial capital, and it has a good reputation.

Xing Lin approached involuntarily, and looked up at the eaves, plaques, and door beams from under the eaves. His light eyes gathered the morning light and were coated with an unknown mist.

He lifted his foot and walked into the door, missing the gaze of Guo Buer among the peonies.

There are many officials interspersed among the bookshelves, wearing elegant plain shirts. Although there are many people, they all speak softly. The contrasting bookstore is extraordinarily quiet. The sunlight is reflected between the bookshelves, and even the flying dust in the air is clearly visible.The back door is also wide open like the front door. Through the screen, the wide and tidy long alley at the back door is empty and quieter than quiet.

In the corner of the bookstore, there are two or three servants, Xiaoer is trying to sell them new scripts. There are many best-selling scripts and scripts that cannot be bought in ordinary ways, and you can find them here.

Xing Lin conveniently opened the book that Xiao Er was peddling, and the name alone attracted him.

Distorted rumors in the devil's cave.

It tells the legendary story of the lantern keeper of Wangyue Cave many years ago: the evil cave was rampant and was suppressed in one day.

The young second next to him spoke vividly, and those officials listened intently, and were obviously deeply attracted. It seems that someone will secretly buy it again, change the cover of the book, and hide in the bed to peek at it after taking it home. , and then quietly share it with close friends the next day, and silently spread gossip and fabrications in the market.

Xing Lin pinched his irritable brows, and let out a deep sigh of the stale air that had been accumulating more and more since yesterday.

Silently put the script back to its original place.

At this moment, he rolled his eyes, and something flashed past the long alley by the back door.

A golden, curved, studded with red gemstones...

Xing Lin felt cold all over his body, and rushed out recklessly.

However, within a few steps, there was an empty space in front of him, and the green brick alley was silent.

Surrounded by emptiness, the sound of raising hands and feet became more and more obvious.

Someone behind him approached him and held out a hand to him.

The fingertips of that hand will touch his shirt.

Although his cultivation base is extremely low, even though he is always at the bottom of the Xianmen Baijia, even though he is a scumbag and lazy good-for-nothing.

However, the strong desire to survive, which came out suddenly in the horror, controlled his hands and his whole body.

He blatantly broke out a palm that contained 12 points of strength and was extremely fierce, as if he had exhausted the limit of his cultivation in this life.

The person behind him seemed unaware that he would be hit by this blow, and he used all his strength to block it with all his strength in a haste.

When a person is on the verge of life and death, his mind is blank and calm. Xing Lin does not know that his jaw is clenched tightly on his always calm face, and the corners of his eyes are twitching uncontrollably.

He turned around, in the air, before the two palms that were fighting for life met, his one suddenly released the force of the palm!Without warning, without reason, like an eagle with its talons outstretched being nailed to death with an arrow.

At the critical moment, a life-threatening blow suddenly became soft, the two sides hadn't faced each other, the man was aware of it, but it was too late to withdraw his palm force.

So, the person on the opposite side punched Xing Lin's chest in surprise, forcedly, and also contained a lifetime of cultivation.

Before Xing Lin could finish spinning clumsily, he heard the sound of his ribs shattering, then flew up, saw the dogtail grass growing on the wall of the long alley, and fell to the ground with a bang in a daze.

Dust was raised as high as a person.

The man who hit him groaned, more bitter than him, haha: "Yu...Brother Yu...why did you hit me...I didn't mean it..."

Xing Lin was almost beaten in half, his chest was in severe pain, extending to his limbs like a spider web, the pain was so painful that he couldn't even curl his fingers, he wished he could bite his upper and lower teeth into powder.

He wanted to scream in pain, but hissing sound filled his throat, and blood froth flowed down the corner of his mouth.

The moment he turned around, he saw the man who beat him, wearing a purple brocade shirt, wearing a silver crown, with a folding fan hanging around his waist, shaking his two deadly hands, more panicked than the one who was beaten.

Xia Baiyou from Zijiguan, his old acquaintance.

Not who he thought.

He didn't understand why he just patted Brother Yu on the back, and Brother Yu didn't even look at him, so he slapped him deadly. ...Brother Yu has not made any progress in his cultivation for several years, and now he is about to be beaten to death!

Xing Lin let out a long, long sigh in the mist, and slowly closed his eyes.

When I woke up again, it was already late at night.

Above is the inn's blue flower bed curtain. When he fainted, he vaguely remembered that Xia Baiyou hugged him, he was shaking and bumped, and felt severe pain in his chest.

At this moment, there was no one in front of the bed, and it was unknown where the murderer Xia Baiyou had gone.

Xing Lin pressed his chest, but still felt a little pain, and at the same time his head was slightly dizzy, probably because he hit his head when he landed.

He rubbed his forehead with his fingers, lifted the quilt, put on his shoes, opened the door, and wanted to go downstairs to find Xia Baiyou.

Ask him why he failed to meet Gan Dihua in time, Gan Dihua didn't know if he was still waiting for him at this moment.

When he went out, he realized that it was already late at night.

He was in an inn not far from Xuehai Lane. It was extremely quiet at night, and there was still a drizzle in the sky. People were sleeping peacefully in warm quilts. At this moment, the world seemed to be as quiet as he was alone.

The slight dizziness on his head made him forget himself. In the distance, the white peony blooming alone in the drizzle, like a cloud like a cover, was grand and quiet in the middle of the night.

Ruhuazhai in the back is like a quiet freehand painting, with fine eaves and fine lattice, fine brushwork and meticulous drawing, and the three big characters on the plain white plaque, how many years have accumulated.

Xinglin may have been drunk by the night wind, by the drizzle, by the peony, or by the words on the plain paper.

He walked slowly along the eaves of the inn, towards the eaves of the painting studio.

Someone once walked by like this, it was also late spring, the day was fine, and the peonies were in full bloom.

No, not alone, there was another person beside him, and during the action, that person's knuckles rubbed against his.Looking back, it seemed to be smiling at him.

Xing Lin stood dumbly under the eaves of Ruhuazhai, the rain fell heavily, hitting the white flower clusters like a faint white mist.

He doesn't like to come to the imperial capital, it always rains here in late spring, the imperial capital is grand and beautiful, but he is always too sticky.

Neither dry, nor drenched, just like his wasteful life.

All along, under the restrained and polite smile, there are two kinds of faint pains following his empty soul. The former pain swings between not having lost and being afraid of losing, panicking in insecurity.The latter kind of pain is numb between false gain and sudden loss.The precious things he got were cheated, and he was powerless to grasp what was lost.

This life is blown away by the wind.

There was a hole in his heart, and he tried not to look.

He knew that his life would never be better.

I have been a person who has been wandering in the bustling and hiding from the rain all my life.

The eyes are blurred and clear, clear and blurred, why is this rain so naughty?

His silent profile also melted into the dark night.

And in the distance, among the clouds covered with flowers, there is a black figure passing by, with a tall figure, a young side face, plain white fingers, holding on to an oil-paper umbrella, silent, resolute, passing through the world like a group of ghosts .

Xing Lin thought he was dazzled.He didn't dare to move, and opened his eyes slightly.Guo Buer said that his appearance is six points, and with the dull expression at the moment, there are only four or five points left.

The man in black passed by without paying attention to everything, and he didn't even look around extraneously, as if the word "calm" was lingering around him, but in fact, he could only smell "contempt" when he got close.

Because of contempt, I am too lazy to look at the world.

Young and scornful, a king of the living.

The blood all over Xing Lin's body was congealed.

Until the figure disappeared like a ghost.Only then could he tremble, exhaling a breath of white air lightly.

He didn't dare to turn his body, and quietly looked at the disappearing direction from the corner of his eye.

Just now...was it a dream...

He unconsciously clutched his chest, as if there was pain there again.

That kind of pain lightly dragged his whole body together like a spider web.

He pulled out his feet, like stepping on cotton, and walked forward softly.After walking around, he realized to his surprise that he was going the wrong way, and the inn was left right behind.

Then he turned around without any disturbance, and walked without saying a word. After walking for a long time, he still couldn't reach the inn. He raised his head and found himself still among the peonies in a daze.

He didn't know that he had already walked four or five times around the inn's Xuehai Lane.

The sky was faintly bright, and the street sweeper came out from a distant alley with a sigh of relief.

Xing Lin circled around before finding the inn plaque, and he walked in slowly.

He kept his eyes open all the time, but by the time he became conscious, he had already been lying on the bed in the guest room for a long time before he could remember.

How to enter the inn, how to go upstairs, how to enter the room, he did not remember at all.

After the initial daze subsided, a new emotion rose from the soles of his feet to his whole body.

That man... he is not dead, he will... definitely kill me.

He hugged his saber tightly, he wanted to leave quickly, go to Yufang Palace, summon his father, the head of Yufang Palace, and the twelve heads of that year, no, these people may not be able to resist that person together.