【Shuangxuan】Break the cauldron

Looking at the ring of ashes in his palm, it was like staring at his own bones through the barrier of yin and yang, Shi Wudu experienced this strange feeling called "death".

When he was 16, he wondered what death was.At that time, the three relatives in the lobby of the house had just torn their faces for the division of the family property, the parents' coffin was still parked in the side room, and the younger brother was holding his sleeves tightly behind him.

What exactly is death that can change people and things instantly?Now he looks at his own ashes and still doesn't understand.

He was a dead person, but he died in a flash, and after that, it was a long and strange dream, and he woke up in a ghost body.

He put the bone ring back into his sleeve, looked coldly at Pei Ming who sat down without seeing anything, and said: "The missing part is in Xuan Gui's hands, you take this thing back to me, and stay with it in Xianjing, and have What's the difference?"

Pei Ming said helplessly: "Brother Shui, Xianjing is gone long ago. I can easily find it just for you."

Shi Wudu showed a look of astonishment on his face. It seems that this person didn't realize that the place Pei Ming told him to "stay well" was the place where the survivors lived after the destruction of Xianjing.Pei Ming was not surprised either, after all, if no one told him, he wouldn't be able to see that those shabby huts on Taicang Mountain were just "temporarily going to heaven".Xianjing was already in ruins, he managed to dig out Shi Wudu's bones, and he also dug out some other things by the way.

He raised his sleeves, and the things in Qiankun's sleeves jingled and fell to the table.

"It's a little bit that can be saved, so pick some that can come in handy."

Shi Qingxuan randomly picked up one of the rattle-shaped things and shook it, and it made a crisp sound. Shi Wudu frowned when he heard it, and the kid outside the door covered his ears.

Pei Ming clasped his hands and said with a smile: "Zhenxiangu, is it a good thing?" Then he took off the long sword from his waist and slapped it on the table, "I almost forgot, and this one, it seems to be from Nanyang, right? Don't take it Come back, it’s buried anyway.”

Shi Wudu grasped the hilt of the sword and pulled the sword out of the sheath, a red light suddenly appeared on the clear sword blade, and the blood was filled - it was the red mirror, the plaything given to Xie Lian by Junwu in the past, to verify all inhuman things The object, and the true identity of the sword-drawer is reflected on the blade.That's right, he is indeed an inhuman thing, Shi Wudu sneered at the corner of his mouth, raised his hand and threw the sword to Shi Qingxuan: "You take it."

Pei Ming shook off all her treasures, looked at the tea leftovers on the table, and said to the kid waiting at the door: "Is there no wine?"

The little ghost quickly came up: "Yes, yes! What do you want? Luo Fuchun, Xie Jiahong, Houerniang..."

"Okay, okay, I'll go and see by myself!" Pei Ming glanced at Shi Wudu, reached out and fished Shi Qingxuan who was holding the sword, "Let's go, I know he's not interested, let's pick."

Shi Wudu watched coldly, secretly smacking his tongue.After all, he still felt that it was safest for Shi Qingxuan to be a god in the sky, but after counting the few who were considered friendly, he found that it was impossible to follow anyone——Lingwen is a literary god, and Pei Ming is a mess.Pei Ming's mess is notorious. Originally, he didn't even want to deal with Shi Qingxuan and him, but he thought that his life in Shi Qingxuan was really miserable, so he let Pei Ming take him to the wine cellar .

Pei Ming wrapped Shi Qingxuan's neck and led him all the way downstairs, while Shi Qingxuan lowered his head and waited for him to speak.He knew that this person must have something to say, otherwise he wouldn't have dragged himself to pick out some wine.He has no friendship with Pei Ming. When he met Pei Ming in the past, he would always sneer and pick faults. Pei Ming couldn't rule him because of his teacher's affection, so he always regarded him as an ancestor.

"Your brother's bone, didn't you get it?"

Listening to his question, Shi Qingxuan buried his head lower: "No."

Pei Ming secretly sighed, if Shi Wudu could share more of his shameless righteousness with this kid, the matter might be much simpler, and he said helplessly: "Oh, you don't want to play tricks on him, once all the restlessness is over, Brother Shui is already extremely dangerous. Now that things are going on, we have to deal with him together before he leaves here."

Shi Qingxuan's eyes brightened: "Is he still here?"

Pei Ming flipped his hands and shook out another thing: "Huacheng asked you to hand over this thing to him. I'm afraid that if I take it out in the house, your brother will shovel off my head first." The blade is exactly the treasure shovel of the earth master.

Shi Qingxuan took the master shovel in a daze, and Pei Ming said again: "I don't think you need to give it to him. He doesn't know what to discuss with Huacheng recently, Huacheng is not willing to do it, and the two of them will meet outside the city tonight Shimiao. Huacheng originally wanted you to go to the appointment to hand in the shovel, but I think the three of us went together and took the temple directly."

"Don't..." Shi Qingxuan shook his head like a rattle drum, "I'll go, I'll go first, let me try again..."

Pei Ming pondered for a moment, then stopped and looked at him deeply: "Qingxuan, the gate of ghosts will open, and the barrier is thin. With his ability, he can go to the underworld to fetch fire at any time, do you understand?"

Shi Qingxuan answered clearly, but his mouth seemed to have eaten Coptis chinensis, the root of his tongue was full of bitterness.

He himself knew that this "understand" was as pale and useless as "I'm sorry" in Nether Water Mansion.So what if he went to the Dishi Temple?Apologize with death, do you hope He Xuan will let go of his hatred?Even he himself didn't know how he persuaded He Xuan to return the bone ring. He was able to deceive himself so much only because Pei Ming would not expose him ruthlessly like He Xuan.

He was free like the wind, loved and hated freely, and never wanted to do things against his will, but God played tricks on him and put him in such a dilemma.He has affection for both of them, he feels ashamed of changing his life for He Xuan, and owes the kindness of nurturing for his teacher, but it is difficult to find a solution for both.The opportunity was not lost, he finally took a step back with Pei Ming, and promised that after midnight tonight, Pei Ming would also lead Shi Wudu to the temple.If you can't see Shi Qingxuan, or if he can't think of a way, everyone will rely on their own abilities.

He followed Pei Ming back with the wine like a wandering soul.After they were seated, they drank wine, and Pei Ming told Shi Wudu about the robbery of Lingwen and the fall of Xianjing after his death, both of them sighed.Shi Qingxuan listened in silence, unknowingly, he had already drunk all the wine in a jar.The sky should be dark, but the lights outside the window are like daylight, and I don't know how many hours are left in ion time.He smacked a jar of new wine and stood up, holding the jar, "I'm going out for a walk."

Shi Wudu frowned: "Where are you going?"

Shi Qingxuan lowered his eyes: "Just turn around."

Pei Ming said haha: "It's not a yellow-haired kid anymore, and he has so many treasures with him, what can happen."

Shi Wudu stopped speaking, but suddenly reached out and grabbed his arm.Shi Qingxuan was taken aback, thinking it was Shi Wudu who saw through the blindfold that Pei Ming put on the shovel on his waist, the wine was so frightened that he woke up by two points.After a while, Shi Wudu held his hand, but mana heat flowed continuously.

Different from He Xuan's tyrannical and unimpeded turbulence, Shi Wudu's magic power swam into his body like spring wind and rain, warming his heart and making him feel that even if it cost his own life, he must keep his brother here world.When Shi Wudu took his hand away, he lifted the wine jar and went downstairs in a frivolous footstep.

Shi Qingxuan had already walked a long way, but Shi Wudu in the room was still frowning, thinking for a moment or tapped the edge of the table with the handle of the fan in his hand.The wooden door in front of him was immediately opened, and there were a few little ghosts lined up outside the door.

He said: "Follow." The little ghosts immediately scattered like birds and beasts.

Pei Ming rubbed his nose, thinking that this man's dominance is really innate.

It's not the first time Shi Qingxuan has come back to the ghost market, but his mood is completely different.

When he came with Xie Lian last time, he was still full of playfulness. Seeing demons dancing in the street and laughing and crying in the gambling hall, he just thought it was very interesting, there was a kind of liveliness that couldn't be kept in heaven and earth.Now this ghost market is like a big cage full of lights and shadows, as long as he can't think of a way to solve the dilemma in his heart, he can only be trapped in it.

He couldn't think of a way out, he could only keep pouring the altar of Luo Fuchun in his hand into his mouth, as if the answer was written under the wine jar.But the more one drinks, the more disorganized one's mind becomes, and the more confused one becomes when one is ecstatic.

Zhongyuan is approaching, and it is the time when all the ghosts celebrate the festival. Shi Qingxuan looked drunk, and those ghosts with human faces seemed to have become real people.There are crowds of people on the street, and thousands of lights are intertwined above the head. On the contrary, it seems that it has really become the night of the world.

Holding the wine jar, he stopped in the middle of the road and looked at the big moon that was not yet full at the end of the road. Under the moon stood the Bliss Square in Huacheng.When he saw that workshop, the scene when he and Xie Lian rescued Mingyi at the bottom of the workshop appeared in front of his eyes.The man sat in the thick bloody smell, his face was as pale as paper, but his eyes were full of energy.Luo Fuchun's alcohol reeked in Shi Qingxuan's chest, but the face of the man in front of him changed again, and turned into an indulgent look leaning over him, with thin sweat on his forehead.

He shook his whole body, shook his head violently, and scattered the red square and the messy appearance of the man.

There is a female ghost singing human tunes in the warm candle behind the charming gourd, and I can vaguely hear the phrase "Moth Snow Willow Golden Thread", and then I can't hear it clearly.Shi Qingxuan looked around anxiously, but saw a familiar figure in the crowd. Before he had time to think about anything, his feet started to move automatically, and he staggered and chased after that person.

He bumped into several people's shoulders, and the wine jar also dropped his hand, and finally caught the person's arm.

He didn't have time to stop him, and the words in his mouth blurted out while drinking: "Brother Ming, wait for me..."

As soon as these words came out, the old memories soaked in the heavy wine flooded back.

He used to like the bustle of the world the most, and whenever he had free time, he would drag Ming Yi to the lower world to play.Mingyi likes to be quiet, but occasionally she is really disturbed by him, and she once accompanied him to the Lantern Market.The man was annoyed by the crowd, and while avoiding the frolicking crowd around him, he walked quickly towards the quiet place. Shi Qingxuan followed behind with a smile, carrying lanterns and wine, and called him while chasing him.Every time he thinks that in the good times that have all disappeared, that person may never have had a sincere heart, Shi Qingxuan feels distressed in his heart.

He was indeed a bit drunk, the man caught by him turned his head, and the drunk eyes really looked like Ming Yi's face.

This feeling Shi Qingxuan is no stranger.When wandering in the imperial city, Shi Wudu and Mingyi took turns to fall asleep, and he also learned how to seek comfort from dreams and bubbles.He can distinguish most of the dreams, just like at this moment, he knew in his heart that He Xuansu didn't like busy streets, and what he caught was probably just a drunken dream.

As if wanting to verify what he thought, Ming Yi in the dream smiled and said: "Since you called me, I will wait for you."

Shi Qingxuan was fascinated by his smile.No one who is immersed in a good dream wants to wake up.

In the dream, Mingyi looked into his eyes and said, "Aren't we best friends?"

Shi Qingxuan's throat tightened, and he turned his eyes away: "I'm not worthy, I..." He still wanted the man in his dream to say some more thoughtful words to him, but when he was drunk, he suddenly remembered more important things, raised his head and said: "What are you begging for in Huacheng? But let my brother die? I beg you..."

The man in the dream just smiled and said nothing.

Shi Qingxuan suddenly became anxious, if even the person in the dream refused to answer his plea with a good word, why did he appear in the Dishi Temple in the middle of the night?He eagerly grabbed the man's hand and said: "I know that my brother and I owe you a lot, as long as my brother's life is spared, I can pay it back anyway..." Seeing that the man still didn't answer, he clumsily said Untie the Earth Master Treasure Shovel from his waist, stuff it into the man's arms, and said: "This is originally yours, and there are many others... just open your mouth and pay it with my life!"

The man in the dream took the earth master's shovel, and finally there was a little more joy on his unchanging smile, and said: "It's mine, it's indeed mine...Why are you here?"

Shi Qingxuan answered him vaguely: "Huachengzi will not go to the temple of the master, he asked me to pay you back on his behalf..."

The soft expression on the face of the man in the dream suddenly collapsed, and a strange ecstasy appeared, and he said, "He's in the Dishi Temple?!"

These words passed through Shi Qingxuan's body like a gust of evil wind, the sweet dream suddenly fell to the ground, most of the drunkenness receded, and the scenery in front of him suddenly became clear.None of the pedestrians on the road were living people, they were all ghosts with human faces. In the dream, Mingyi was wearing a long gown, standing in the street market full of ghosts, with an expression of ecstasy that was almost ferocious.

——This is neither a nightmare nor He Xuan!

Shi Qingxuan was shocked, broke out in a cold sweat, and pulled out the red mirror around his waist with his backhand.

But what made him even more horrified was that the face of the man reflected on the blade of the red mirror did not change at all from what he saw in front of him.

Shi Qingxuan was almost no longer in the eyes of that man, he pulled out a black pennant flag from his waist, and the ghostly aura like a tide ran away from the tip of the flag and the gun head.Taking this ghost energy as news, some ghosts and monsters scattered all over the ghost city suddenly rushed towards him as if they had obeyed the order, and among them was the little vernacular fairy who had already transformed into a shape.They were all having fun in singing and dancing like ordinary people, but in an instant, they all tore off their fake faces, revealing their terrifying real faces, gritted their teeth, sucked blood and laughed ferociously.

The man ordered the flag to point, and the surging ghost army, which made people feel terrified, roared towards the Dishi Temple outside the city like a torrent.