【Xie Chen】Live like this

The opponent stood still in a defensive posture, with no intention of attacking again. Xie Yi looked at the woman's blurred figure in the darkness and remained silent for a long time. Dare to relax.

"You are……"

When Xie Yi was finally able to make a sound, his voice was hoarse and somewhat distorted. He felt his lips and tongue were dry, as if he had trekked in the depths of the desert all day without a drop of water: "Are you Wen Renyu?"

"?!"

The person took a short breath, seeming to be greatly surprised, only heard the clang of metals colliding, she took out something, and the water essence emitted a lingling white light, illuminating each other's faces.

The woman is wearing the light armor of the Hundred Generals of the Star Sea Department of Baicao Valley, holding a silver gun, but a Yanshi armor box tied behind her waist, her long hair is tied behind her head, and the red and white fringe hangs on her temples. The cold light reflected from the tip dyed that pretty face with a sharp and heroic look, which was exactly the same as Wen Renyu from thousands of years ago.

But she couldn't be Wen Renyu, not to mention that Wen Renyu himself had been reincarnated, and the aura exuding from her body was also different.

"Master Xie?!"'Wen Renyu' gaze moved slightly, as if a small stone had been thrown into a deep pool in a cave, she looked Xie Yi up and down, and frowned: "No... you It must be Master Xie who was reincarnated, a thousand years have passed, why did you come here?"

Xie Yi smiled wryly, "It's a long story."

He looked at the other party's young and pretty face that had not left any traces of weather, and the vague uneasiness lurking in his chest suddenly expanded, and asked: "It's just a girl, is she really Wen Renyu from thousands of years ago?"

'Wen Renyu' shook his head, smiled casually, and said without hesitation: "There is no reason to live for a thousand years without getting old or dying. Master Xie has sharp eyes, you should know that I am just a man in armor."

Xie Yi closed his eyes silently, his conjecture was confirmed, and heavier doubts and uneasiness pressed on his chest like a rock, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

Why do you want to make a Yanjia Wenrenyu and put it in the tomb?

He couldn't think of any reason why.

The Yanjia man saw that he was in trouble, and before he could speak, he broke the silence first: "Master Xie must have many questions, and I have something to ask, this is not a place to talk, it's quite spacious inside, let's go in first and talk about it later."

Xie Yi heaved a sigh of relief inexplicably, nodded and said: "Alright. Please wait a moment, there is another companion in the stone room next to him, he was injured a little, I will help him out."

He walked into the small room with an illusion next to him, Shen Ye leaned against the wall and fell asleep, Xie Yi squatted down in front of him, and softly called 'A Ye' a few times, Shen Ye remained silent, showing no sign of waking up.

He had just experienced the burning of divine blood, and his spiritual power was consumed too much, and a short rest was not enough for him to recover.

Xie Yi then gave up waking him up, knelt down and pulled him to his chest, put one arm around the back of his neck on his shoulder, then slowly stood up by himself, and firmly supported Shen Ye, with the other arm around his shoulder. She crossed her waist, half supported and half hugged him and walked out.

Yanjiawen Renyu glanced at Shen Ye's face, widened his eyes slightly, and looked at him in surprise, but didn't ask any more questions, and walked in front with Shui Jing's hand raised high, leading them along the road. Walking along the curved stone cave, but after walking about ten steps, the vision suddenly opened up.

Different from the narrow tomb passages along the way, there is a different world in the tomb chamber. There is a lush forest in front of it. The species is unknown. It is probably some kind of plant born by spiritual energy. There are delicate white flowers floating, and the blue spiritual light like a firefly lingers on the crown of the tree.Looking up, you can still see the mottled sunlight and blue sky among the branches and leaves.

Xie Yi thought while observing the surrounding environment. It is not surprising to create a Yanjia device that simulates the weather and four seasons, but it is difficult to provide enough spiritual power to drive such a large-scale Yanjia. The spiritual energy here is inexhaustible , for Yanshi, it is indeed something that cannot be met.

No wonder Wuyi regards this place as a laboratory, and can produce so many things vigorously.

There is a winding path lying in the forest, with shallow grass and sloping moss. At the end, there is a pool of water lying in front of it. There is only a narrow path with sparse flowers and trees on the left side of the pool. The branches and leaves are ostentatious, hiding a bamboo and wood house.There is a Yanjia bridge on the water, which connects three small islands separated by the water flow. There are houses on the nearby small islands, and the roofs are built with kunpeng and strangely shaped boats. The farthest island has no buildings. , let the flowers and plants grow, and there are two tombstones standing side by side among the slender reeds. The space of less than ten square meters is the place where Le Wuyi and Wen Renyu were buried thousands of years ago.

Wen Renyu walked across the Yanjia Bridge, took them to the room where Kunpeng squatted on the roof, and said to Xie Yi: "The houses here are all built by Master Le before his death. We have been exhausted all the way, and some people have been injured, so we might as well take a rest and make some adjustments."

"Thank you."

"It's okay, Master Xie, please do it yourself."

Compared with the exaggerated shape of the house, the furnishings inside are unexpectedly simple and elegant, with gauze tents, wooden couch, qin and flute hanging on the wall, and a faint fragrance from the Boshan stove.

Xie Yi helped Shen Ye to lie down slowly, took off his shoes and put them under the bed, pulled the quilt over his shoulders, carefully tucked his neck, leaned over to look at Shen Ye's sleepy face, seeing his pale face, he couldn't be relieved, He reached out and gently touched Shen Ye's forehead.

Fortunately, the fever has subsided, and there is no sign of recurrence.

Twelve generations were left to take care of him, Xie Yi walked out of the room, Yan Jiawen Renyu stood outside the house under a big tree that cast a thick shade, saw him coming, and nodded slightly to him.

"How is Mr. Shen?"

"It's nothing serious, it's just that the spiritual power is exhausted, just sleep for a while."

"That's good. There are all kinds of herbs here. If there is a need, Master Xie can just say it."

"Wen..." Xie Yi called out the familiar name subconsciously, but felt it was inappropriate to say the word, paused, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, since the girl is not Wen Renyu, I don't know what to call her?"

The Yanjia people smiled indifferently and said: "My appearance and memory are all inherited from Wenren Hundred Generals, and I have borrowed her name without authorization over the years. If Master Xie doesn't mind, just call me Wenren."

Xie Yi couldn't help but feel admiration, and sighed: "Miss Wenren is so free and easy."

"It's not free and easy, but it's too long, and I'm tired of thinking too much." Wen Renyu's eyes fell straight on his face, his eyes were calm and calm, revealing the calm and silence after a long time: " Master Xie may as well speak up if you have something to say, there is no need to hesitate."

Xie Yi's expression was serious, he was silent for a while, and finally spoke with difficulty: "Miss Wenren, it's like making you with your own hands, and you want you to guard this place?"

He knew his kind-hearted disciple, and he never wanted to think so, but...

Wen Renyu said plainly: "I am indeed made by Master Le himself."

Xie Yi's fingers hanging by his side were clenched suddenly, the corners of his lips were straightened, and his face became extremely ugly.

Seeing her pale face, Wen Renyu knew that he had misunderstood, and continued: "Master Le did not order me to guard this place. In fact, before he passed away, I was as ignorant as a tree and stone. After decades, I gradually became aware of it." .”

She looked at the shocked expression on Xie Yi's face that could not be concealed, her eyes were calm, and she said: "Master Le created me according to the Yanshu you passed down, but for some reason, the spiritual power in the meditation box is always extremely fast. Dissipated, he made many attempts, but all failed. Later, he found a kind of moon fluorite, which can store a large amount of spiritual power, and output it stably through wires, driving Yanjia to move. He used this The moon fluorite replaces the meditation box, stores it in memory, and establishes a connection with all parts of the body, then I can move freely, but I can only follow orders."

"Although I was unconscious at the time, Moon Fluorite recorded everything. Probably due to the abundance of spiritual power here, decades after his death, I gradually became dazed and lost in thought from a blank space. Only then did I slowly understand And experience the memories stored in the moon fluorite. Thinking about it now, although Master Le died, I was still the same as an ordinary machine, but he treated me like a friend and never regarded me as a dead thing."

She paused, her eyes fell far away to the lush flowers and trees on the other side, her face was half light and dark under the shade of the trees, she changed the topic, and said briefly: "Later, I used the teleportation array that Master Le left in the tomb to go to the outside world. I just came back here recently."

For thousands of years, walking alone, the loneliness and ups and downs are self-evident, but she only said a few words, an understatement.

Yanjia heard that Renyu had encountered a lot, and he didn't want to talk about it in depth, so Xie Yi also avoided mentioning it, there was only one thing he had to ask.

Xie Yi hesitated for a while, and said worriedly: "Miss Wenren, since you have already left, why did you return suddenly? Did something happen?"

"..." Wen Renyu was stunned, and sighed with a smile: "Master Xie is really sharp."

"To be honest, after thousands of years, the armor material of my body has been seriously aged and damaged. In the past ten years, the spiritual power in the moon fluorite has also begun to lose and dissipate. I gradually can't remember many things," she laughed mockingly at herself. : "If you don't come back, I'm afraid you won't even be able to find the way back."

Xie Yi said in a gentle voice: "I may be able to stop the spiritual power from continuing to dissipate, Miss Wenren, if you need, I can help you rebuild the meditation box."

"Thank you, master," Wen Renyu clasped his fists at him, but shook his head with a smile: "Don't worry, when all things come to an end, I have lived too long compared to ordinary human beings. Die, but in a short while, when Moon Fluorite's spiritual power is exhausted, I will also usher in my own end, which is not bad for me."

Seeing Xie Yi's solemn expression, Wen Renyu didn't talk any more, and changed the topic: "I said so much is my own business, dare to ask Master Xie why this trip?"

Xie Yi collected himself, put away his confused and complicated thoughts, and said with a wry smile: "This matter is quite tortuous..."

After he explained the ins and outs in detail, the sunlight simulated by Yanjia has been towards the west, and the brightness and tone are getting darker, mixed with the dim yellow of the twilight.

Wen Renyu listened quietly, put one hand on his lips, and frowned: "I didn't expect Li Ying to be reborn!"

Xie Yi said: "It is for this reason that we have no choice but to come here to bother, Miss Wenren, I don't know if Zhaoming is here, can you borrow us?"

Wen Renyu remained silent, with hidden worries on his face.

Xie Yi was puzzled and said, "Miss Wenren is in trouble?"

Wen Renyu shook his head lightly, and the worry in his eyes deepened: "Master Xie borrowed the loan, there is no reason to shirk it. It's just... as far as I know, Zhaoming may not be here."

Xie Yi was startled suddenly, his mind went into a daze, and he said in disbelief: "Not here?!"

Wen Renyu looked around and said firmly: "This place is not big, and I know everything about it like the back of my hand. I have never seen Zhaoming before."

Xie Yi panicked and couldn't help but ask: "Where is Zhaoming then? Miss Wenren has a clue."

Wen Renyu thought for a long time, pressed his fingers between his eyebrows, closed his eyes, and shook his head apologetically: "Sorry, I don't have any relevant memories, I probably forgot... Let me think about it again."

Things have come to an impasse.

The two fell into silence at the same time, and the surroundings were so quiet that a needle could be heard. It was only then that Xie Yi suddenly realized that although the scenery here was the same as in the world, it was a thousand-year-old ancient tomb buried deep in the ground. There were no living things, no sound. Only the gurgling sound of the flowing water in the pool is coldly magnified infinitely in the dead silence.

He unconsciously clenched his right wrist with his left hand, and he didn't even notice the red marks on his fingers, forcing himself to think.

Is it really a busy day to come here after all the hardships?

No... There is nothing else in the tomb, but it is so secretively set up, and there are so many traps, so it is not necessary to hide the obvious traces.

Xie Yi thought to himself for a long time, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that Zhao Ming could only hide here, so he calmed down a bit, and asked Wen Renyu: "Miss Wen Ren, is it possible that Zhao Ming will be placed in the tomb by Wu Yi?"

"It's absolutely impossible." Wen Renyu shook his head resolutely, and said with great certainty: "Master Le's burial is only a wooden box, which contains old paintings made by his wife. I remember it very clearly, and there is no mistake."

At this moment, Xie Yi's thoughts changed, and he suddenly remembered the key clue that he had missed. He immediately took out an armor egg from his backpack and handed it to Wen Renyu: "Miss Wenren, you have a reflection on this thing. ?"

"Yanjia egg?!" Wen Renyu took the Yanjia egg, frowned, and said in surprise, "Where did you find this?"

"There are three organs in the tomb passage."

"That's right... I remember that there are four of these things, but I haven't found the rest." Wen Renyu murmured, his expression calmed down again: "I have indeed seen one, and it was just at the head of Master Le. In room A."

Seeing that things were coming to fruition, Xie Yi was overjoyed, and immediately wanted to get the last Yanjia egg, and was about to discuss with Wen Renyu, but heard Twelve calling him not far away: "Master Pojun Priest."

Xie Yi followed the sound to see that Twelve was standing by the Yanjia Bridge, and bowed respectfully: "The high priest is awake."

Shen Ye woke up from the coma, Xie Yi's tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and even his expression became much lighter, and he said with a smile: "I'm sorry to trouble you, you can go to rest too, I'll go with Miss Wenren first Yanjiafang, later..."

"Master Xie, let's go and see Mr. Shen, I'll go by myself." Wen Renyu interrupted him, with a slightly urgent tone for some reason.

Xie Yi was taken aback for a moment, then nodded with a smile: "Alright. Then there is a girl from Lao Wenren."

He watched Wen Renyu's back as he walked towards the small room at the end of the road covered with crabapple flowers, and frowned slightly.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but when Wen Renyu interrupted him just now, his expression seemed a little nervous, as if he didn't want to let him go with him.

Xie Yi shook his head slightly, turned around and walked up the Yanjia Bridge, hoping he was overthinking.

Shen Ye stood outside the house wearing a black cashmere coat, looking at the tombstone across the water.

Xie Yi walked over and pulled the coat that had slipped off his shoulders for him: "I'm tired this journey, why don't you lie down for a while, does your chest still hurt?"

"I am fine."

Shen Ye turned his face to look at him, his eyes flickered when his eyelashes blinked, as if he was hiding something extremely complicated, and he really asked an irrelevant question: "Where is Twelve?"

"Go to rest, fortunately he has suffered these days."

Shen Ye nodded, fell silent for a moment, then touched Xie Yi's face with his slightly cool fingertips, and asked gently, "Aren't you going to sleep for a while?"

"I'm fine, I don't feel tired."

Xie Yi held Shen Ye's hand caressing his face, looked at the two tombstones facing each other side by side, and wrapped his other hand around Shen Ye's waist: "What's wrong? I just kept looking at it."

"Just thinking of some old things."

Shen Ye's expression was indifferent, and the corners of his lips were pursed, obviously unwilling to talk more.

Shen Ye is sharp on the outside, but his temper is calm and introverted. Getting him to speak his mind has never been easier than reaching the sky. As long as it is not an important matter, Xie Yi also understands that he will not ask questions.

Xie Yi followed his gaze and glanced at the opposite side, and said emotionally: "Although I know that Wuyi is jumping around in the school, but facing the place where his bones were buried thousands of years ago, I always feel a little..."

He paused for a while, carefully choosing the right words and sentences, but finally found nothing, so he could only sigh: "Life is like a big dream."

The corner of Shen Ye's mouth curled into a disconcerted smile, and he flicked his forehead with his fingers: "If you have this spare time to sigh, why don't you get down to business earlier... have you found Zhaoming?"

People who have lived longer and experienced more, their minds have already been hardened and tough, and they have lost a lot of feelings and understandings in the face of life and death in the world.

Xie Yi didn't dodge or dodge, let him tap on it with his fingers, and said with a smile: "Zhaoming hasn't found it yet, but he found the last Yanjia egg, Miss Wenren has already gone to get it, after putting it together with the other three , there should be relevant clues."

When Shen Ye was asleep, he vaguely heard a female voice answering Xie Yi. Hearing Xie Yi mention it, he frowned, and a strange color flashed in his eyes: "Wen Renyu? Could it be..."

Xie Yi nodded his head lightly, and said in a deep voice, "That's right. It's the Yanjiaren made by Wuyi."

While talking, a figure in red and silver armor appeared on the opposite side of the bridge. The two paused their conversation. Wen Renyu walked nearby, bowed his head to Shen Ye, and handed the Yanjia egg and a metal box to Xie Yi: "Pack up some Commonly used tools, I think Master Xie will probably use them, so I brought them together."

Xie Yi took the two things, squatted down and opened the lid to check, and thanked with a smile: "I happened to leave a lot of tools in the tent, I was very helpful, thank you very much."

Wen Renyu waved his hand, and a smile appeared on his lips: "Master Xie, you are polite, as long as you can use it."

Xie Yi put the four Yanjia eggs on the ground, and was about to start work immediately, Wen Renyu saw this and wanted to leave him to be quiet, but Xie Yi asked to stay: "Although this Yanjia is different from my previous design, But it's not troublesome to assemble, but maybe there are other things to bother Miss Wenren, can you please wait a moment?"

Wen Renyu retreated to the side and stood still: "Then interrupt, and it will not hinder Master Xie."

Xie Yi put on the monocle, smiled when he heard the words, raised a hand and shook it: "Where is it?"

In just a cup of tea, Xie Yi assembled the parts into a boxy box, then stared at the thing carefully, frowning silently.

Wen Renyu asked aloud: "Is this a weapon that reaches the sky?"

"No. It's just that the appearance is similar, and the internal structure and function are completely different. I made the Tongtian Tool to read the memory of wood and stone. This is more like..." Xie Yi paused, and his eyes focused on the bottom of Yanjia through the monocle , asserting: "A key."

"Key?" Wen Renyu repeated in doubt, and said in a puzzled way: "But there doesn't seem to be any locked rooms or boxes here."

Xie Yi turned over the armor and showed Wen Renyu the hexagonal groove at the bottom: "Miss Wenren, have you ever seen something with this pattern embedded here?"

Wen Renyu thought for a long time, then shook his head apologetically: "I don't have a picture."

The clues were cut off here, and it was once again deadlocked.

This time Xie Yi didn't feel anxious at all.

It's like touching the stones in the dark water to find the entrance of the treasure cave. The flow direction of the water and the touch of the stones are different. You can already know exactly what is waiting in front of you, just follow the established route and touch it.

It is no different from making the key into the shape of a weapon that reaches the sky, so there must be some connection between the two.

Xie Yi remembered that in order to leave the silk book, he implanted an illusion into the Heaven-reaching Device...

"Miss Wenren, is the picture of Taoyuan Xianju here?"

Wen Renyu didn't know, so he said, "It's on me, but what does it have to do with this Yanjia?"

Xie Yi raised his lips and smiled: "If I'm not wrong, the organ that this 'key' will open is in the lake pavilion in the Taoyuan Xianju map."