The fairy world collapsed, and the down-and-out gods were laid off and re-employed.

Jiang Zhixia slept until the next morning.

Before leaving, Yu Yi wanted to go to the fourth senior sister with her, but she refused. She asked Yu Yi to give the last song "Subduing the Demon" to his apprentices, and also helped her keep an eye on the situation around Dongyao Mountain. Meet her at Xihuang Mountain on the seventh day of February.

The villagers chased her to see her off. Some girls gave her some clothes that they didn't wear. She thanked her profusely and accepted it happily.

Lu Chennian finally understood where her colorful clothes with various textures came from.

Yu Yi bid her farewell with tears and asked her to pay attention to safety on the road.

Yu Yi cried so much that Jiang Zhixia panicked. She sped up her walking speed, trying to get out of the range of Yu Yi's magic sound attack.

"I knew that every time I separated from him, he would do this, just like sending me to a funeral." Jiang Zhixia couldn't hear Yu Yi's crying voice, so she slowed down, "They have quite a lot of emotions in doing art. Rich."

"Yu Yi..." Lu Chennian took the initiative to ask about his situation, "Why is he afraid of dead people?"

"Well, it's probably the shadow before he became an immortal." She said, "Although he is carefree all day long, he is actually very timid. Not only dead people, but also any living thing, even a chicken. He can't stand it. That man can't see blood. "

Jiang Zhixia told him that Yu Yi was a court musician in a small country before becoming an immortal.

The emperor of that country was dissolute and had a peculiar quirk. Whenever he sees people with sad faces and complaints, he will be happy; if he sees people with cheerful smiles and happy spring breeze, he will be angry.

One day, he went on a patrol incognito. When passing by the fields, I saw several farmers sitting under the trees to enjoy the cool air. Someone took the lead in singing, and others sang along. The smiles on everyone's faces made the emperor furious, and ordered the beheading of all the singing peasants. After that, the people's entertainment activities, especially music playing, were banned.

But the emperor himself recruited all the great musicians from all over the world to come to the palace to play music for him alone.

Yu Yi is one of them.

He saw in the imperial city that there were no entertainment activities and the people who only farmed every day had a permanent expression on their faces - numbness and dullness.

We even saw many people being beheaded in public for eavesdropping or secretly singing music. At the gate of the imperial city at that time, the blood had never dried up. The smell of blood wafted into the palace, stimulating Yu Yi's senses and touching the musician's heartstrings.

He was angry.

Music was born among the common people and is an expression of their emotions. And it is precisely because their performers can empathize with these emotions that they can express the music perfectly.

Now the creators of this music do not deserve to enjoy the fruits of their labor.

He couldn't stand what the emperor was doing, but because of his low status he couldn't change the emperor's mind, so he had to sneak out of the palace at night, play music for the people outside, and teach what he learned to people who also wanted to learn music. .

Being able to relax for a moment after a day's work makes people feel better about their lives.

It's a pity that the emperor finally knew about this matter.

He was furious and ordered his men to find Yu Yi and cut him into pieces. The people couldn't bear the murder of the musician by the emperor, so they hid him. Seeing that the people were so protective of him, the emperor once again ordered that everyone who had seen Yu Yi or listened to Yu Yi's music should be killed.

In the end, Yu Yi took the initiative to stand up in order to prevent the people from suffering further misfortune, and was tied to a stone pillar by the emperor and beheaded alive. His body was broken into pieces, exposed to the sun and not allowed to be buried.

In memory of Yu Yi, who risked his life to bring them music, the people secretly built a tomb for him. During festivals, people come to burn incense and worship on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month. Then Yu Yi ascended to the immortal world with the worship of the people.

"He doesn't want to kill, not because of the torture he suffered during his lifetime." Jiang Zhixia walked in front, "He said that he saw too many people being killed at that time, and whenever he saw blood, he would think of the scene at that time. Cheng The Immortal Queen always travels around the mortal world with his flute, using music to transcend the souls of those who died in vain. Most of the songs he composed are for requieming souls, and only the song "Subduing Demons" is used to extinguish spirits and eliminate monsters. .”

No wonder when she and Yu Yi went to the mortal world to slay demons, Yu Yi always stayed far away. At that time, Lu Chennian only thought that he was trying to be lazy.

But he had a cold temperament, and even though he couldn't stand it, he didn't say much. He was just a little distant from Yu Yi, and he never wanted to know what happened before he became an immortal.

In the thousands of years he became an immortal, it was only divided into two parts. Part of it was when he practiced alone, and part of it was with Ning Shu. To him, these brothers and sisters from the same sect are no different from the flowers, trees and vegetation in the Lingqing Sect.

But after becoming a mortal, he not only got to know Jiang Zhixia again, he also got to know Yu Yi again.

On the road, the two met a caravan that was passing through Xian County. The caravan boss recognized Jiang Zhixia from her outfit and said he would give them a ride.

A few nights later, they rested in a ruined temple fifty miles away from Xian County.

The caravan boss took out the food and handed it to Jiang Zhixia and said that they would arrive in one day, but they would have to divert to worship nearby gods tomorrow and asked Jiang Zhixia if she was willing to go with them.

"Worship gods? When have you ever worshiped gods?" Jiang Zhixia was shocked by his remarks. In the past three hundred years, the common people have just ignored the gods and cursed them, but they still worship them? Nowadays, temples and Taoist temples only worship heaven and earth, not even statues of gods.

"What you don't know is that there is a living god in this temple."

"Who is not a god?" Jiang Zhixia said: "If you are really so free, just worship me."

The boss smiled sheepishly, "We are all so familiar with each other, so there is no need for these false etiquette. Besides, you are different from him. You subjugate monsters, and he..."

"What's up with him?"

"I can't tell." The boss fell into reverie.

He had also discovered a local temple by chance before. It was very lively inside. People gathered in the temple, and there was a lot of people and crowds of people.

He was curious and squeezed in. After a while, a beautiful-looking woman walked out of the hall. She was dressed in white and had an orchid-like temperament. She sat on a high platform and talked to everyone. Her voice was like a clear spring in the mountains, brushing away the irritability in everyone's hearts.

"And when she lectures, animals will be attracted to her." The boss recalled the scene at that time, with joy on his face. "If she hadn't gone back by herself later, I could have sat there forever and listened to her talk for the rest of my life."

Jiang Zhixia didn't speak, but Lu Chennian spoke eagerly.

"Other than being dressed in white, what other characteristics does she have?"

The boss thought for a while and said: "She was wearing a flower on her head, but I was far away at the time and couldn't see clearly. I didn't know whether it was jasmine or gardenia."

Lu Chennian stood up excitedly.

Jiang Zhixia didn't know why, "Have you already wound your string when it comes to wearing flowers? I'll pick a few for you to wear tomorrow, that's a lot of money. Is she a relative of yours?"

Lu Chennian ignored her and just asked the boss where the place was.

The boss asked him to be patient. Even if he went now, the temple was not open and he would have to wait outside. Why not rest tonight and leave early tomorrow.

Lu Chennian didn't sleep a wink all night. Judging from the boss's description, this person looks very much like Ning Shu.

The same is true for her. Every time she goes out with him, she will attract the attention of many people. Mortals like to stay with her the most. When walking in the mountains and forests, butterflies will fall on her fingertips. Ning Shu once told him to keep an eye on her. She was so popular that she might be snatched away one day.

Ning Shu is indeed very popular. It's a pity that he failed to take a good look at her.

Jiang Zhixia fell asleep without even a dream all night, and she was full of energy the next day. After having breakfast with the caravan boss, the group came to the temple.

At this time, the temple door has not yet opened, but a crowd of people has gathered around the door.

Jiang Zhixia said in her heart: If you want to set up a stall here to sell herbal tea, you must not make crazy money.

After two sticks of incense, the Taoist boy came out and invited everyone in.

Jiang Zhixia felt like she was being squeezed in by the crowd before she even took a step forward. But luckily, she and Lu Chennian were squeezed into the front row.

Lu Chennian's heart had been beating violently since he came in. He was worried whether Ning Shu would recognize him as Ji Chen; how could he apologize to her to ask for her forgiveness.

The door of the main hall opened. Before Jiang Zhixia saw anyone, she smelled a fragrant aroma from far away.

A white figure came to the crowd, nodded and smiled, and then climbed up to the Dharma platform to lecture everyone.

Jiang Zhixia felt that this girl was indeed attractive. Although she preached the sutra, she didn't understand a word of it. But just listening to her talk makes me feel extremely happy.

"That's pretty good, right?" She asked Lu Chennian next to her, but didn't wait for his answer.

Curious, she turned to look and saw Lu Chennian lowering his head in despair.

"Are you shy?"

Lu Chennian is not shy, he is a boy with a broken dream. This person is not Ning Shu at all. How much he had expected before coming, how disappointed he was now.

After the girl on the altar spoke for a while, she stopped to drink tea to soothe her throat. Several little Taoist boys around her took this opportunity to come to the auditorium to ask for alms.

The people also readily paid.

Jiang Zhixia frowned. No one told her she needed money before she came. But then I thought that they had worked hard, so I should give him some. She took out two pennies and put them on the plate.

The little Taoist priest coughed lightly and said, "This donor looks strange to me, but is this his first time here?"

Jiang Zhixia nodded.

"Then it's no wonder that the donor doesn't know the rules here. My fairy lady doesn't ask for money when she teaches scriptures, she just wants to enlighten the world. But after you listen to the scriptures, you must give money, so that the fairy girl can help you eliminate your sins. It's given. The more there are, the more sins will be eliminated.”

"I usually don't have any criminal karma, so this little money should be enough."

The little Taoist boy saw that this person was indifferent and wanted to slam the plate holding money on her head. He endured it, and then said: "A sinful karma requires at least one penny to redeem it."

As soon as money was mentioned, Jiang Zhixia, no matter how fond she was of this fairy girl, suddenly became sober.

She pointed at the fairy and asked the little Taoist boy: "What does she need so much money for? Where else can she go? How much can she spend in the temple?"

Before the little Taoist boy could answer, the fairy girl on the stage covered her mouth and laughed, "Girl, I wonder if this money to buy your life is still worth it?"