ephemera

Until noon the next day, I still felt the touch of Xiyan's back in the palm of my hand, which made me always distracted.

Yaoyan asked, "Sir, are you alright?"

"fine."

Yaoyan continued, "I think you look like you're drunk."

"how could be."

Yaoyan put on a show and sighed, "Who knows, after all, if you don't get drunk, everyone gets drunk."

...this stinky Taoist priest.

Taking advantage of Xiyan following far behind, I asked Yaoyan: "Last time you said that the person who told you about the formation was a person with a double mace. From what you can tell, what realm is he from?"

Yaoyan said: "When they found me, his aura was invisible, and his breathing skills were even better than Mr. The leader of the fox tribe called him a 'little fairy'. I am not familiar with his appearance, maybe it is me. After leaving, join the people under Mr.'s command."

What he said was reasonable, but I only told four people about the soul-returning formation. Three of these four people can be ruled out: Huaji, Fengjiu and Shiyu, so there is only one left, so I told Yaoyan inquire about.

"You have been in the soil forest for hundreds of years, have you heard any news from the demon world?"

Yaoyan shook his head, I think he should be thinking about Shigu all the time, besides, the demon world disdains dealing with the demon world, the news from there should not be able to get through, after analyzing it for a while, I think the direction of the previous investigation was wrong, because the mace-wielding man came and went No trace, even Xiyan's ten-fang bird is not difficult to find his trace, and his method of controlling spiritual power is very strong, I can't tell which faction he belongs to.

But what he said to me shows that he is also very familiar with me, but I can hear the hatred in it. Thinking about who else in the heavenly court would hate me so much except Guanmiao, so I thought he was from the heavenly court .

Looking at it now, could it be someone from the Demon Realm?

But since Wujuan joined the Xingtian Alliance, the demon world has gradually lost its power under Guanmiao's pressure. Is it possible to cultivate such a strong successor in 600 years...

Just as I was thinking, Yaoyan stopped me and said, "Sir, Fengdu is ahead."

"Well, I know." I said without looking back.

"Xiyan is gone."

"..."

In the morning, Xiyan woke up earlier than me. I vaguely knew that he had woken up, and I wanted to sleep for a while, but he might be thirsty, so he knocked over a teacup. With a "pop", I woke up immediately , was about to get up and ask him what's wrong, when he saw me wake up, he opened the door with both hands and feet and went out.

He is really too shy, why don't we just sleep together.

After reuniting with Yaoyan, he has been following far behind. I thought he was afraid of our destination, the underworld, but Yaoyan asked me, "Did you do anything to Xiyan?"

……

I knew there was a big misunderstanding.

I don't know how to explain it, so until now Yaoyan also feels that I did something to Xiyan.

"I'll go take a look." I said.

Yaoyan nodded, stood on the side of the road, and said, "Then I'll wait for my husband to come back."

I detected Xiyan's spiritual power while walking, and finally found him behind the wall of a farmhouse. The old grandmother who was weaving bamboo baskets watched me go behind her wall, opened her eyes and shouted: "Girl, what are you doing?" !"

I thought for a while whether to explain that I am not a girl or that I went to find my younger brother first, but in the end I found that it was not easy to explain, so I had to hold back a sentence: "Old man, my puppy is hiding behind your wall, I want to Go pick him up."

After listening, the old man said: "Oh, puppy, no wonder I heard something just now, alas, I am old and my eyesight is not good, you go quickly."

When I got to thank you, I walked towards the back wall, and as soon as I went around the corner, I saw Xiyan standing there dryly. He was just about to make a sound, but I smiled and said, "Don't make a sound, so as not to frighten the old man."

Xiyan suffered from being dumb, so I rolled up my sleeves, rubbed my hands, and went directly to hug him, he struggled in my arms, his forehead hit my chin, the pain made us both gasp.

"Stay still," I said.

Xiyan turned his head to the side, and I saw his ears were red.

When I walked out of the wall, the old man said again: "Don't let the puppy run too far, it might not be able to find it."

I said, "Thank you for reminding me, old man."

The old man stared at it again, and said in a startled voice, "Oh, you have a wolfhound, such a big one?"

Xiyan glared at me, and I said, "...Yes."

When I was far away, I put him down, and he hurriedly stepped back to adjust his clothes. I saw that he was acting weird all day, so I asked, "Why are you avoiding me?"

Xiyan glanced at me secretly and said, "It's nothing."

I don't believe it: "Really?"

He said in a broken jar, "I secretly...kissed you last night."

His face was so red, I said, "Is that why you hid from me for a long time?"

I didn't change my face, I kept thinking that he was too cute.

Xiyan asked again: "Do you not mind?"

I waved my hand and said, "Kiss whatever you want."

"..."

Later, Xiyan asked me why I hadn't experienced love disasters, why there was no disturbance when facing intimacy.I said that the red dragon taught me all kinds of things in the world, idiot men resent women, oh, and I have read too much about idiotic men resenting men and idiot women resenting women.Red Dragon said that those who have achieved great achievements should not fall into love and hatred, otherwise they will harm others and themselves.

"Didn't the Red Dragon experience this?"

"I have experienced it, and the end is not very good, so I want to warn me."

Xiyan joked, "Then you didn't listen to him?"

I nodded and said, "Well, I never listened to him. I was beaten by him many times when I was young."

Xi Yan gritted his teeth and said, "I'll call you back."

"No, no, no, he's my half father, why are you beating him?"

"……sorry."

But it was a long, long time later, and now Xiyan is following us in fear, it is simply unbearable to watch, even Yaoyan thinks that I am too evil.

I said: "If he doesn't let go of his heart knot for a day, he may be threatened in the future. In order to avoid that situation, we must seize the present."

Yaoyan said: "Mr. has always thought of others very far, and sometimes broke through the tolerance of others, so I feel that Mr. is ruthless."

I asked nonchalantly, "Really?"

Yaoyan said: "In a sense, it is very ruthless, just like the elders who taught me. Although I understand their good intentions, I can't help but hate them for being too rational."

A gust of wind blew, and Xiyan, who had been standing by my side, did not turn around and leave, but raised his eyes to look at me pitifully, and I asked, "What? Do you want me to carry you in?"

"Ahem." Yaoyan reminded me that my words were too explicit.

Xi Yan shook his head violently, I smiled and reached out to him, and he shook it.

I turned my head and said to Yaoyan, "It's up to you, little Taoist priest."

"Don't call me a little Taoist."

Yaoyan made seals with his hands, and spells flew out of his sleeves to form a huge Yin-Yang formation in front of us, half of which was gold and half of which was black. The Yin-Yang formation could forcibly open the passage to Fengdu. understand this.If he didn't want to come, I originally planned to separate the talker from my spiritual consciousness, and use his resentment to drive the magic circle to open the gate of Fengdu.

The yin-yang array was pulled apart from the curved line in the middle, and then we heard the sound of chains, and the sound of black and white impermanence driving away ghosts. There were copper bells hanging under the eaves of those high towers, and the bells were ringing now, like A mournful song.

"Are you ready?" I asked Xiyan.

The strength in his palm became heavier and heavier, and then he nodded, and I began to wrap his body with spiritual power again. He resisted the discomfort, and I said: "My spiritual power is connected with everything in nature, even in the ghost world. They also couldn't tell where we came from, and when they reported their family name to Po Meng, they said that the Taoist priest of Wuji Guanyou's generation caught ghosts."

Yaoyan smiled and said, "Sir, you still know that 600 years from now, Wuji Temple should be of the wandering generation."

I said, "Based on the genealogy you gave me back then."

Xi Yan asked in a low voice: "Then they still have to ask Yao Yan's origin."

I sighed and said, "Let's say that we bring our unsatisfactory ancestors to rest their souls."

Yaoyan withdrew the talisman and said with a smile: "Wuji Temple is gone, will Granny Meng believe what you say?"

"Will do."

Feng is a necessary place in the underworld, usually to appease new ghosts who have just arrived in the underworld, and of course it also prevents ghosts who crawled out of hell from escaping.

Even though my spiritual power won't make the surrounding ghost officers notice anything abnormal, it will inevitably attract the attention of the ghost officers. After all, they are more vigilant about races they don't understand.

Sure enough, a ghost official came over and asked us, "Where did you come from? Why don't you show your spiritual power?"

Xiyan's hands broke out in cold sweat immediately, and even his shoulders couldn't help shaking. I put my hands on his shoulders and whispered, "Don't be afraid."

He nodded dully, and I said to the ghost officer standing in front of me: "I am an immortal cultivator of the Wuji Guanyou generation, and now I have encountered a ghost who has been reluctant to return to the underworld, so I came here specially because my younger brother Weak, unable to be affected by the Yin Qi of the underworld, so I used the 'Changle' curse."

The ghost officer looked at us up and down, and finally Xiyan hid behind me. The ghost officer said: "Your brother's courage still needs to be tempered hahahahaha."

"Thank you for reminding me."

Ghosts kept noticing our fast pace, and some competitive ghosts even surpassed us on purpose and cast contemptuous glances at us.The underworld is boring, no wonder these little ghosts are so childish.

After finally walking the streets of Fengdu, I found that Xiyan almost wanted to close his eyes. He was sweating profusely. When I called his name, he looked at me as if he had woken up from a nightmare.

I said, "I'm about to pass through the gate of the underworld."

He gasped and nodded. At this moment, he is like a stray dog ​​who has been wandering for too long. As long as outsiders enter his safe area, he will be stimulated to attack regardless of the target. I looked at the door in front of me. Couldn't bear it, and said, "Otherwise I'll send you out?"

He froze for a while, then shook his head. I saw his other hand clenched into a fist, and blood was already flowing out. I approached him lightly, and whispered in his ear, "Take a deep breath."

He took a big breath and let it out slowly, and I continued, "Think about the best things in your memory."

He did as I said, and he seemed to have calmed down a bit. I raised his other hand and passed spiritual power over to heal his wounds.

As soon as we passed the gate of Huangquan, we joined the team drinking Meng Po soup. The line was very long, but as we slowly moved forward, we could already hear Po Meng's laughter.

I looked over and found that she hadn't changed much, she was the most beautiful woman in hell, with straight hair falling behind her back, the ends were neatly cut, her purple clothes, and all kinds of silver ornaments shone under the reflection of the surrounding fire.No one knows where she came from, nor when her lifespan will end, but she is happy every day, and then she hands out bowls of unforgettable Mengpo soup.

When I came to hell for the first time, she was like this now, stopped me and asked, "Where is the brat, just broke in like this?"

I remember that I had a very bad temper at the time, and I wanted to seek justice for the injured black and white impermanence, so I lost a sentence: "It has nothing to do with you."

As soon as she was about to leave, she stopped me, and the anger almost came out of her eyes. She said, "Why has nothing to do with me? Whoever passes by me has to drink Mengpo soup, you know?"

I took Mengpo soup from her hand, drank it all in one gulp, then handed it to her, and said, "Is it ready now?"

She still didn't let go of me, and asked curiously, "You...don't have any special feelings?"

"It's hard to drink."

"...other than that? Have you forgotten the unhappy things before?" She asked with wide eyes.

I shook my head and said, "I have nothing to be unhappy about."

"Impossible, think about the happy things, and the rest are unhappy things."

I want her to let go of me and say, "There's nothing to be happy about either."

She let go of me blankly, looked at me full of pity and said, "You are so pitiful."

I ignored her and ran to Hades' place to make a mess. When I passed by Baigui Beach, I threw a boulder over and broke the chains that bound them.When I went back, Granny Meng stopped me again and said, "When will you come again? I don't believe you won't feel unhappy."

Red Dragon never told me the story of Po Meng. I once wondered if she was a person from the Western Paradise, a Bodhisattva or something like that, because she was too merciful and fell into purgatory, saving all suffering beings.

Later, a lot of ghosts followed me and escaped from the Yin and Yang Gate. They rushed over to collect some of them, and the rest escaped and hid. At that time, I didn’t care too much. Those ghosts can be harmful.But many mistakes cannot be undone. Now that I see Po Meng again, I really hope that I can drink again and forget about the unhappy things.

When it was our turn, when I took the bowl of Meng Po soup for Xiyan, Meng Po recognized me at a glance, and she took the bowl back in a daze before saying, "You have grown up."

I said, "Hi, Po Meng."

"Yeah, I've grown up and become more sensible."

Granny Meng glanced at Xiyan next to me, and asked, "You seem to have a bond of love."

I smiled, and Granny Meng said again: "He was almost scared to death, what are you doing?"

I patted Xiyan on the back, his consciousness was not very clear, I wanted to shorten the time as much as possible, so I tried to pick up the bowl of soup, but Granny Meng handed it directly to Yaoyan beside me.

Meng Po said: "Your catastrophe is far from over. Now it's useless to drink. Save some soup for my sister."

I laughed silently, the ghosts in front were laughing and laughing, the ghosts behind were extremely sad, and when I came here for the first time, my heart was empty, without sadness or joy, and I couldn't figure out why "I don't go to hell, who goes to hell" ".