【Yanlu】Ghost

The day when the Taoist actually came back was seven days later.He brought the elixir he was looking for, and the gift of exorcising demons that he refused but was forced into his arms by the villagers at the foot of the mountain.

He has always been indifferent, and it is mostly a moral act to subdue demons and demons.Now because of thinking about Lu Shaolin, he picked up a few light thank you gifts and took them away, as an apology for being late than the agreed date.

The other courtyard is quiet.

The moon hung on the branch, as bright as the day he set off.There was only a thin layer of floating dust on the table, silently counting the time to leave.

After running around for days, he was a little tired, but he still put down his bags and sat down at the table, relighted the pair of candles on the desk with tears in his eyes, and waited for a person who lost his shadow.

As the night deepened, the moon hung lower.The red candle shortened inch by inch, struggled on the candlestick, and extinguished the last flame.

Yan Yu lay down beside the table and fell asleep several times.He woke up several times because of the noise from the door, but all he caught was the sound of whimpering wind.

After an unknown amount of time, the jade plate also sank, and the distant sky turned pale.

It's almost dawn.

Lu Shaolin did not come.

Yan Yu pushed open the window, the light in the morning light hurt his eyes.He suddenly realized that the faint yin that had enveloped the yard dissipated at some point.No matter who is an expert in the Taoist temple, he will no longer feel that this yard is haunted.

Those flirtatious eyes flashed in his mind, and Yan Yu secretly thought something was wrong.

He had never cared about where Lu Shaolin hid during the day before. He only said that the farewell courtyard was remote and lacked shelter around it.Now I don't even have a strand of Lu Shaolin's hair at hand, even if I cast a spell, I don't know where to find it.

In the end, they had no choice but to break open the locked doors of the other wing rooms one by one, praying that Lu Shaolin would not be able to leave the courtyard, and praying that he could find that shadow before his soul disappeared.

The wooden door, which had been in disrepair for a long time, was smashed open by the sword in the hands of the Taoist priest, and then fell to the ground, and the thick accumulation of dust billowed up and down in the air.Yan Yu, who has always loved cleanliness, also rushed into the room to look around, regardless of whether his robe would be stained or not.

It was very quiet inside.Dust of unknown years and months has accumulated on all the objects, and cobwebs are interspersed among them, it does not seem to be inhabited by living people.Yan Yu looked up and down, and then closed his eyes to search carefully, only felt a wisp of familiar breath floating like gossamer, but it was hard to tell where it came from.Just as he was going to search elsewhere, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a little light flickering in the bed curtain.

Yan Yu ran forward and lifted up the faded gauze curtain, only to see a section of scabbard buried in the torn brocade, slightly protruding his head.

It was the sword in Lu Shaolin's hand under the moonlight that day.

The hilt of the sword was slightly cold, and there was an unusual coldness lingering in it.

Yan Yu understood, took the sword back into the room, and closed the doors and windows to prevent any light from entering.He clenched the hilt of the sword again, injecting a little yang energy from the palm of his hand.

After a long while, a wisp of mist floated out of the scabbard, and slowly condensed into a familiar shadow in the dark room.

"..."

"..."

"..."

Lu Shaolin spoke a few more words, and found that the Taoist priest really couldn't hear his own voice, so he simply gave up trying, just looked at him and laughed quietly.He wanted to say Brother Yan, don't frown, it makes me uncomfortable.I also want to say that Brother Yan is anxious because of this expression. To get such concern from you, it is worth it for Lu to be out of his wits a few times.

In the end, he just stretched out his hand lightly, trying to smooth the broken hair that fell by Yan Yu's ear while he was running around.

The pale hand was crumbling, and went straight through Yan Yu's body.

Lu Shaolin himself seemed to be frightened, he quickly withdrew his arms, and gave a comforting smile at a loss.His outline was originally pale and transparent, but with this smile, it became a little darker, almost melting into the air.

"Brother Yan, I'm a little tired."

Lu Shaolin slowly made mouth shapes through the air.The yang energy was not enough to last long, he exerted his last strength, wanting to look at Yan Yu's face a few more times.

"Don't be afraid, I'm just a little tired, just sleep for a while..."

"Sleep for a while...just..."

The hand hangs down, becomes completely transparent, dissolves into the air, and disappears.

Yan Yu's eyes were still cold, filled with unpredictable emotions.He didn't know what he was thinking, the moment he closed his eyes contentedly, he suddenly wrapped his arms around his waist that was about to disappear into the air, and sealed his lips tightly.

"I don't allow it."

Passing Yang Qi into Lu Shaolin's teeth bit by bit, looking at the other's eyes opened in surprise, Yan Yu heard his own voice.

Like a flame of anger burning quietly in the ice.

He repeated through gritted teeth.

"No."

Those ghostly peach blossom eyes curved up.

She seemed to want to laugh, but in the end she shed a tear that was lingering with black air.