Three poisons

In today's world, there is a group of special occupations that ordinary people don't know about, and their names are "dream painters".

The euphemistic name is: the craftsman who depicts the dream.

The drawing lamp is on, the lamp is lit to continue life, and the chiseled object is alive.

What dream painters pursue all their lives is a set of "artifacts for dream painting" handed down by the Nuwa Empress in ancient times. The "Dream Artifact" includes "Dianlong Brush, Sky-breaking Hammer, Earth-Splitting Chisel, Sky-cutting Scissors, Qingtian Ruler, Sky-Mending Needle, Mozi Thread, and Unextinguishable Lamp", a total of eight utensils.

Eight dream-painting artifacts, each of which can turn decay into magic even if it is used alone—just as the "Dianlong Brush" has the ability to draw things to life, and the "Mozi Line" is the folk legend. The original prototype of the marriage line in the hands of the old man has the ability to communicate with the gods between people.

This thing is a bit abstract, but there are always some inexplicable things in the world——

For example, people should be born as independent individuals, but they meet because of various intricate relationships, and are bound by various karmic coincidences.

There is an aura in people, this kind of thing is illusory, intangible and ungraspable, but it really exists - when people get involved with each other day and night, the aura will be split into silk threads, from a person's The body is entangled with another person, entangled with that person's spirit, and even perfectly fused to become a part of his three souls and seven souls.

To give a specific example, when Aunt Zhang, the proprietress of the tofu shop next door to Xuji Tailor Shop, passed away years ago, Aunt Zhang’s son was still taking exams in school. Feeling heart palpitations without warning, dizzy and nauseated, and then crying over completely irrelevant foreign language questions on the test questions... It was the kind of tears that really fell like rain.

That is, entangled in Aunt Zhang's son, the aura that originally belonged to Aunt Zhang disappeared. It was something that had been fused with the soul of Aunt Zhang's son. If it was suddenly emptied, of course there would be such a magical reaction.

What the "Mozi Line" outlines is something similar to this - not just love, but also family affection, friendship, even hatred, origin... It is like a real thread, a link between people The fetters bind each other, travel through time, yin and yang, and even the way of reincarnation, which cannot be broken or escaped.

And Xu Shuyan is the No. 30 fifth-generation successor of the Xu family who owns the Mozi thread—not a kind and good god like "Old Man under the Moon" who specializes in marriage. Xu Shuyan thinks he is just a tailor...well, a real person A tailor who bends his waist for five buckets of rice because he wants to eat.

"According to the routine, the 'line' drawn by Mozi's line should be washed clean by the bowl of soup poured by Meng Po and the Wangchuan water under the Naihe Bridge before your reincarnation... It's okay if you are full A dry-tempered person who refuses to drink Mengpo’s soup, waits at Naihe Bridge for 300 years, and then reincarnates with the old “thread” to continue the bad fate of the previous life. Tsk tsk, harm others and oneself.”

Knowing that the people behind him were not listening to what he was saying, Xu Shuyan still babbled, got up from the chair and took the crutch beside him, and limped to the cabinet behind him where the fabrics were stored... groping in front of the cabinet for a while , as if he had bumped into some mechanism, he fiddled with it for a while, then simply threw his crutches, and hung himself on the cabinet.

Don't look at him hanging on the cabinet with one leg limp, but quite flexible——

Before Bai Chulian was overjoyed and saddened, he really looked like a dead and alive person... The eyelashes that seemed to be still covered with mist trembled slightly, and then he came back to his senses, stared at Xu Shuyan's back and thought: "Your legs... "

Xu Shu didn't turn back his cigarette butt: "It's just a bit painful on a rainy day, just bear it and pass."

Bai Chulian: "It can't always be like this."

Xu Shuyan: "Why can't it? It doesn't affect the appearance. There are no fewer girls winking at me at that stop than yours."

"..." As if he was used to seeing this person's self-satisfaction, Bai Chulian paused for a moment, not wanting to argue with him, "After a while, the commander of a faction in the south of the Yangtze River will come to ancient Yancheng. I heard that the person returned from overseas. , well-informed, maybe there is a way to—”

At this moment, Xu Shuyan had already opened the secret door on the cabinet, choked on the ashes in his nose, and was trying to drag a huge copper basin out from behind with all his strength... He was choked by the dust. Displeased, when he heard Bai Chulian's voice, he simply let go and turned around: "You're starting to worry about other people's affairs after hearing that your son is alive, right?"

The tone is quite rude.

Bai Chulian frowned slightly, as if he was used to his stinking problem: "Don't be so kind as to be a donkey's liver and lungs."

"I'm like this, it's fine." Xu Shuyan glanced at his friend's eyebrows, and saw that he was no longer half-heeled into the palace of the King of Hades, and he was relieved a little, so he also hardened his heart and directed him, "Still stunned." What are you doing? Move the basin out! You really have the heart to let me be a cripple..."

"I've never seen a cripple like you."

Bai Chulian forced Xu Shuyan's words back lightly, but still moved forward, and easily picked up the copper basin that Xu Shuyan had dragged halfway, and placed it on the ground between the two of them.

It was a large bronze basin more like a "ding".

The utensils seem to have been around for a while, but because they were carefully preserved, they were able to completely retain all the delicate details - only when Xu Shuyan bent down and casually blew off the dust that fell on it, Bai Chulian saw the bronze basin. The relief depicting...about the content of the eighteen levels of hell, and on the front of the bronze basin, there are eight characters written in ancient characters: it is better to forget the sins of the previous life.

Chattering like this, Bai Chulian seemed uncontrollable and couldn't help but want to bend down to look at the contents of the basin.At this time, he was stopped by a hand stretched out from the side. He raised his eyebrows and looked at Xu Shuyan, seeming to be urging and impatient.

But Xu Shuyan smiled easily: "This thing can really see people's past lives - the descendants who ordered the dragon brush snatched it back from the vixen. There were quite a few conflicts, which caused the world to resonate, and almost killed people... Later, after he came out of the memory of his previous life, his lover became furious and wanted to smash this treasure right away."

Bai Chulian looked at Xu Shuyan, the expression on his face was obviously listening to what he said as a story.

Xu Shuyan withdrew his smile, touched the tip of his nose and said embarrassingly: "Let me introduce the origin, if the descendants of Dian Longbi saw that their lover was too domineering and wanted to smash everything, this treasure would not be in the hands of my descendants of Mo Zixian. preserved to this day."

Bai Chulian obviously doesn't care about this, now he knows that the thing under his nose is a priceless antique, enough for his soldiers to pay for ten years without starving to death, but he is too lazy to dwell on it for a second——

He has something more precious than money.

"How to play?" Bai Chulian's voice was slightly hoarse.

"Have you figured it out?" Xu Shuyan asked.

"Don't waste time, my son's body is covered with hair." Marshal Bai became impatient.

Xu Shuyan: "..."

Xu Shuyan stopped chatting with him too much, reached out and groped in the empty bronze basin, and poured a basin of water into it——Bai Chulian stood beside him and watched coldly, if it wasn't for his long-time friends, Xu Shuyan When pouring water into the bronze basin with the footbath, he probably shot him on the spot as an old liar.

However, when that basin of water was poured into the bronze basin, a miraculous thing happened—the water in the bronze basin was rippling, and after a while, it started to steam like boiling and white smoke was lingering... The white mist seemed to contain Glittering particles like stars seem to have life.

After the white mist, the black-haired young man whose face was already blurred seemed to be afraid of seeing something he shouldn't see, staggered back two steps with a limp leg, and then stretched out his hand and slapped him in disgust. Bai Wu, who was leaving, raised his head and said to Bai Chulian: "Look quickly, look quickly, you have to find out the cause of Bai Yi and your past life by yourself, and then find a way to make up for the bad results in this life."

Bai Chulian hesitated for a moment before raising his foot forward.

Taking a deep breath, he stretched his head to look at the copper basin. When he touched the water ripples, he only saw his own reflection at first. Just as he wanted to ask Xu Shuyan if he didn’t see anything wrong, at this time, the water surface was turbulent—

Just like someone pouring cold water over his head in winter, the icy cold feeling traveled down his spine, Bai Chulian found that his reflection on the water had changed.

……

Because picking a name is very difficult, so Bai Chulian in his previous life was still called Bai Chulian, and Bai Yi was still called Bai Yi.

Bai Chulian is the direct son of the previous head of the Yuxu Sect in Penglai Mountain, and also the most qualified disciple of their generation. Majoring in the art of controlling the sword, Bai Chulian became famous as a teenager with his Tianchen sword, and he was ahead of the other senior brothers, unmatched by anyone.

Bai Chulian has been a star since childhood, is admired by his juniors, and is secretly in love with his junior sisters. In addition, he looks good in this life, and he has a famous father who calls Bai Chulian a "heaven". The proud son" is not an exaggeration.

When Bai Chulian's head father got old and decided to travel around the world and hand over the entire Yuxu Sect to Bai Chulian, Bai Chulian became the youngest head in the entire history of the Yuxu Sect.

For such a person who seems to be completely smooth and lucky in the first half of his life, the meaning of his existence is either that the Jade Emperor himself descends to experience the world, or that all changes are behind——

Obviously, Bai Chulian is not the Jade Emperor.

So when Head Bai was 20 years old, he met his love robbery.

One time when Bai Chulian went down the mountain, he picked up a scruffy little apprentice with broken arms and legs. For many years, he has not stepped into the library of the Yuxu sect with half a foot, and he probably has not even turned a few pages of the basic swordsmanship of the Yuxu sect, let alone teaching others. It is all due to talent and his father. Pulling at the side... Such a person, take a fart apprentice?

But people forget that Bai Chulian is not only qualified, he is also rich, not only rich, but he also has thousands of members of the Yuxu Sect at his disposal.

So Bai Chulian picked up a little apprentice, just like picking up a puppy from the street, throwing it into the water to wash it clean, and named it "Bai Yi"; He took out more than half of the medicine as if he didn't need money, and gave it to Bai Yi, which healed his arms and legs; finally, he found a few juniors and sisters with solid basic skills, and pushed Bai Yi in front of them, and the job was over.

Besides, the thing he did most like a master would do was to give Bai Yi a... pat on the head after he finished his day's stride.

At most, he pretended to say a deep "hmm", then ignored the speechless eyes of all the disciples behind him, and praised Bai Yi seriously: Good apprentice, today is a little better than yesterday.