devil in heart

[The weather is different, the land is fair]

In the next few days, Xie Muyou seemed to feel something, and his emotions were not too high.

Jing An didn't bother him either, just flipped through ancient books when he had nothing to do, and brought some snacks when he went out for a walk and returned home.

But Xie Qi's body seemed to be getting weaker, and he would only leave the room when the moon was rising.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Jing An became a little anxious, and his mentality, which had gradually calmed down due to the absorption of power, became anxious again at this moment.

"It's okay." Xie Muyou coughed twice, smiled and waved his hands, "Didn't they say I'm a god? What are you worried about?"

Although those people have been sealed by him, not only about him and Jing An, but also everything about Luoxing faction, those who have participated will only have a vague impression.Since he promised Zifeng to protect the Luoxing faction, this is also a way to protect the Luoxing faction. After all, Xie Muyou does not believe that those who have suffered a big loss will just let it go.

Jing An looked at him, always feeling that he had overlooked something.But there seemed to be countless feathers flying in the sea of ​​consciousness, and I couldn't grasp the clue no matter what.

Five days later, Xie Muyou woke up early on this day, sitting in the courtyard in good spirits, looking at a parchment scroll.

Seeing Jing An coming out, he waved at him: "Look at this."

"This is?"

"Treasure map." Xie Muyou said with a smile.

Seeing that he was fine, Jing An cheered up, sitting beside him and looking at the parchment in his hand.

This should be an ancient scroll, at least some years old, and the font on it is not an ordinary text.

"Mingwen..." Jing An murmured.

"Recognized?"

Jing An pressed his forehead, his mind was a little confused: "I seem to remember."

That kind of feeling is very bad, like the unreliable feeling that you can do everything without reviewing at all.

"You absorb the power, and some things will happen naturally." Xie Muyou briefly mentioned it lightly, preventing him from thinking deeply about this issue.

"Really?" Jing An always felt that something was weird.

"Shall we go play?" Xie Muyou looked at the ancient scroll, the corners of his mouth raised a little.

Jing An took a closer look, but had a question: "This map doesn't have coordinates, can we find it?" Not only is there no coordinates, but the map is obviously incomplete.

Xie Muyou took out a very detailed map from the porcelain vase beside the wooden table, and spread it out on the table.

"Tokyo City..." Jing An looked at the most prominent place on the map, and thought about the ancient books he had read, "Is this a map from the Northern Song Dynasty?"

"Tokyo Bianliang." Xie Muyou nodded, and moved his finger to the upper left corner of the map, "Look here."

When Xie Muyou's fingers stopped, Jing An put down the ancient sheepskin scroll in his hand. Except for the problem of proportion, the outlines basically overlapped.

"This is..." This is a place far away from Bianjing, "Tubo?"

"Yes." Xie Muyou pulled out another volume of the current map of China, which he just bought a few days ago, and rolled it out again for comparison.

Jing An couldn't help but admire Xie Qi, the location he gestured with the parchment scroll is now absolutely impossible to find out according to the outline, but such a comparison can reveal the specific address, "Are we going to the desert?"

"Taklamakan Desert." Xie Muyou drew a rough outline on the brand new map with a pen, "It should be here."

"But it's been so long, is what you're looking for still there?"

"Here." Xie Muyou smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, he looked up at the smoggy sky, "How can he not be here? If not, this day...will change."

Speaking of changing weather, Jing An also felt that it was a little weird recently: "You have been sleeping during the day recently, I don't know that the weather is a bit strange recently."

"Why is it so strange?" This Xie Muyou really didn't know.

"It's just suddenly abnormal." Jing An didn't describe it anymore, but suddenly bent down and lifted the stool up.

Xie Muyou: "..." Wait, wait a minute!What is this operation?

So, Jing An led the people to put the stool under the eaves: "You will understand after a while."

"By the way, have you lost weight again?" Jing An squeezed Xie Qi's arm smoothly, otherwise he wouldn't have lifted him up directly.

Xie Muyou held his breath, he wasn't thin!He thought that when he grows up, he won't be treated like a collar again... He never expected...

Jing An was teasing Xie Qi, and Xie Muyou was thinking about how to fight back against this childish ghost.At this time, a light flashed in the sky, followed by a thunderstorm.

"It is going to rain?"

"No, the sun is about to rise." Jing An summed up after a few days of experience.

Sure enough, the smog in the sky suddenly dispersed, and the hot sun was enough to wake people up from sleep.

If you sleep with the curtains open, you can probably really feel the discomfort of the sun on your buttocks.

After waiting for a while, Jing An just coaxed Xie Qi to eat a few pieces of snacks, the weather changed again, just now it was still scorching hot, and then it rained heavily, soaking the passers-by who just went out and complained about why it was so hot today.

It was as if someone had knocked over the water basin of God.

The rain flooded the poorly drained areas of the city with water.

"Has the rain stopped?" Xie Muyou understood why Jing An felt that the weather was strange. The rain didn't stop from heavy to small, it stopped as suddenly as when it fell.

"Has it always been like this these past few days?" Xie Muyou asked Jing An, and by the way, he squeezed a sweet potato and put it in Jing An's mouth, watching him with satisfaction and frowning sweetly.

Jing An clutched his sore cheeks: "Not only."

Hearing the voice next to his ear, Xie Muyou turned his head and continued to look at the courtyard, and immediately opened his mouth wide.

In order to investigate the matter, he stayed in Dangjiu City for several years.He had never seen anything like it, if not all the time.

After the rain stopped, the sky did not become clear, but turned from black to yellow, and the strong wind blew up the stones in the courtyard.

"Oh my God."

This is no longer strange, but weird.

Xie Muyou stood up awkwardly, his expression was ugly: "Jingan, refining furnace."

"What?" Jing An was swept away by the Heaven Sacrifice Formation at that time, so he didn't know about the refining furnace.

Xie Muyou said briefly, but concealed the main messenger behind it.But he found that Jing An was not something he could fool.

"Are you saying that Yin Shisan's home may have really become a furnace?"

Xie Muyou rubbed his temples, and when he came back, he was busy doing other things, so he forgot about this matter: "I'm not sure about this, it's just that it was a coincidence, but his house is indeed suitable for making furnaces."

"Eight Furnaces? Who does such a thing? Is he crazy?"

"Crazy." Isn't it a lunatic?Xie Muyou suddenly remembered Tiantiao, it is really right not to let the gods fall in love beyond the bounds.

Once the person who turns his hands into clouds and turns his hands into rain has unsatisfied paranoid desires...

It is very likely that this group of human beings who are helpless will suffer.

Xie Muyou always thought that he was hard-hearted, and he had seen many dynasties change and countries collapse.

But at this time, he couldn't bear it.

Maybe it was reuniting with an old friend, and he suddenly remembered the ups and downs of the world at that time, black and white were not distinguished, and life was like a straw.

The old painting in Yinling Temple is also from that time, but it was after he and Zifeng parted ways.In that era, tears were the least valuable, and even he was numb.

Clothes are never clean, and new ones will be stained with blood.

But now, he and Jing An sat peacefully in the courtyard, even studying the abnormal weather for a whole morning.

If you really want to ask him if there was anything unusual about the weather at that time, Xie Muyou couldn't tell.Perhaps it is a good thing to have abnormalities, which can make people feel that they are alive.

"Jing An, I feel like my heart has softened." This is not a good thing.

"Why don't I feel it?"

"I didn't think so much before." Xie Muyou shook his head and said seriously.Perhaps the closer he was to his goal, the less involved he would be.

"No." Jing An pinned his apparently elongated hair behind his ears, "My little Qi has always been soft-hearted."

Seeing his smile, Xie Muyou felt bitterness in his heart.

Two people, one of them must have a hard heart.

But he still had to investigate the matter of the furnace. He couldn't wait for Jing An to recover and see an unrecognizable human world.

"Shall we go to Yin Shisan's house?"

Xie Muyou shook his head: "Go to a place before going to his house."

***

"Hey, hey, here we come! The sky is about to fall with such violence? I don't care about the little old man when the sky falls..."

Looking at the old man who came out thinking about it, Jing An suddenly felt that he looked familiar.

"What's his relationship with the old man before?"

Xie Muyou didn't expect that the person he summoned from the temple would have exactly the same face as the person from the Luoxing faction.

"Where? An island or a desert?"

"Island." Jing An replied.

"That's my twin brother, have you seen him?"

Xie Muyou: "..."

Jing An: "..."

"You didn't lie to me? Then tell me what kind of person my brother is?"

"Your brother..." Xie Muyou thought for a while, and said, "Your brother is really hardworking."

The old man clapped his hands and laughed loudly: "That's right, it must be him."

Jing An reckoned that the relationship between their brothers should not be very good, otherwise the elder brother would be so happy to hear others say that his younger brother committed suicide.

"What do you have to do with me?"

The old man is too lazy to care what kind of old man these two people are, the more he knows these days, the faster he will die.

"weather."

He blurted out without thinking, "I don't know."

"The furnace."

"What's that?" The old man looked confused.

"Twins, three brothers..." Xie Muyou looked at him and wondered, why did he feel that the personalities of these people were a little familiar.

Jing An felt that his fists were a little itchy, his younger brother was trying to kill him, and this older brother was also quite muddled.

Xie Muyou held Jing An's hand, and squeezed his fingers in. The two of them became in a state of clasping fingers, successfully calming Jing An's irritability.

Xie Muyou finally remembered who these three brothers were, he looked at the old man and said slowly: "Feng Jun."

Jing and Xie saw the old man's expression change instantly.

***

"Who are those three brothers?" Jing An asked on the way home.

Because the old man insisted on helping them investigate the situation of Yin's house, and they received a letter from a kitten, signed with the word "Luo".

"What temple did we go to just now?"

"Ford Temple." The Ford Temple is the Temple of the Earth. Jing An realized it and said in surprise, "You said that the three brothers are the Lord of the Earth?"

Xie Muyou nodded, that's why he said that Luoxing sent out such a big deal, and that old man, as an earth god, had a duty to do so.

"I see that brother's expression is against the Feng Jun you said?"

"Yeah." Having said all this, Xie Muyou let go, "The person behind the furnace is Feng Jun...Feng Jun is a very dangerous person, if you meet a man in red, be careful. "

"He only wears the same color of clothes?" Jing An said, without realizing that he and Xie Qi were either black or white.

Xie Muyou wanted to be happy, but when he thought of Feng Jun, he couldn't laugh again: "For him, red is a display of strength. Even when he was punished, he never changed the red clothes, and he must not change it now."

Jing An kept it in mind, although he still had all kinds of doubts, but when he saw the three people at the door, he swallowed it back.

Luo Chenyi and Luo Zili were standing one by one and sitting on the threshold, their clothes were dusty, and there were obvious traces of drying after being wet on their clothes.Obviously, they were also attacked by the changeable weather in Dangjiu City, and there was a woman lying between them.

"This is not a hospital, and we are not doctors."

Luo Chenyi directly ignored Jing An's gun and stick, and pointed to the woman: "We have been here for a while, but this woman rushed over suddenly, and then fell down at the door."

Luo Zili also nodded, her voice clear and loud: "She said she was looking for Mr. Jing."

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