Beauty crowns the world [Rebirth]

Chapter 5 Thousands of Lights at Night ([-])

What does it feel like to withdraw from death?

It's like opening your eyes after a long sleep, but with a twitch of the eyelashes and a lift of the eyelids. 500 years have passed away, but it is so short that even Du Meng has never done half of it.

It's not that Jiang Qihe didn't think about why he came back from the dead, but in view of his previous time travel experience, he only regarded it as another joke made by God on him - because the Seven States and Twelve Mountains have a long history, and in the boundless time, , there is no precedent for a successful evocation.

Jiang Qihe's heart trembled slightly at Shen Lu's words, he raised his eyes abruptly, and took two steps around to a position where he could look at Shen Lu, but from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Bai Wuxin's hands clenched into fists.

"What do you mean?" Jiang Qihe's voice was cold.

Shen Wang smiled, stretched out his hand and threw something into the water of the dark pool, raised his chin and said: "After reading it, you will understand what it means."

That thing melts when it comes into contact with water, like a ball of gold powder dispersing in the water, and some bright colors flip and float, gradually pieced together into a picture.

On February [-]th, it rained heavily in Xieye City, the mountains were misty and the sky and the earth were gray.

A slender man was walking in the rain wearing a coir raincoat, holding a medicine box made of small branches in his hand, and a long stick in the other hand, which was used to push through the grass and find the medicinal materials hidden in it.

This person is Jiang Mian, different from Jiang Qihe's overly gorgeous appearance, his brows are gentle, delicate and elegant, just like a touch of moonlight under the still night.

Walking slowly in the mountains under the moonlight, I picked three tender yellow flowers from under a budding willow tree, carefully pinched the leaves and removed the stems, and put them into a round white porcelain vase.

Then, he picked several marmalade-red fruits from another dwarf bush.

Then there are the immature mulberries, the trumpet-shaped green shade flowers, and the crimson translucent frost late fruits.

"He's..." Outside the scene of heavy rain, Jiang Qihe's voice trembled, and the words almost came out of his teeth, "He's looking for the ingredients for Qingyin Snowflake Brew."

Qingyin Snowflake Brew was originally a fruit wine with a unique taste that Jiang Mian brewed for Jiang Qihe. It tasted sour, with a bitter aroma and a hint of spiciness.Most people will frown at the first sip, and can't help but spit it out at the second sip. Few people can survive the third sip.

Jiang Mian discovered the wonderful flavor of Jiang Qihe by accident.

That year Jiang Mian fell ill, he wrote a prescription for himself with a swipe of a pen, and asked Jiang Qihe to take the medicine accordingly.There was nothing wrong with the first steps, soaking in water, decocting the head, and straining the juice. The mistake was that Jiang Qihe couldn't hold back to eat a rattan pepper chicken halfway, and sprinkled the juice into the soup of the decoction.

The taste of wild pepper is overbearing, and the ginger slices are spicy, mixed in the sour and bitter concoction, the taste is really special.

Jiang Mian couldn't take a second sip of this bowl of medicine. Jiang Qihe pretended to be calm, put on a straight face, and said, "Is it that bad to drink? You prescribed it yourself."

Jiang Mian: "What did you add in it?"

Jiang Qihe said I didn't.

"Heh, brat, try drinking it yourself." Jiang Mian sat by the bed and snorted.

Jiang Xiaozi took a sip resolutely, the bitterness washed away in his mouth, the acid was in his throat, and the spicy was on the tip of his tongue.

very unique.

Jiang Qihe nodded, wiped his mouth clean, "This tastes good."

At that time, Jiang Mian wished that a medicine bowl could be dropped on the little bastard's head.

In fact, Jiang Qihe had long forgotten the taste of that bowl of medicine, but later he won the first prize in the Fengyun Conference, and Jiang Mian handed over a jar of wine.

On Chuiyun Island in early March, there are thousands of green willows and heavy flowers, but the soft fragrance of spring can't cover the sourness. After uncovering the cover, the bitter breath is tangy, like the bitter summer blooming behind the smoke.

Jiang Qihe's fingers tightened slowly, the misty mountain still covered in rain and mist in the picture, Jiang Mian turned more than half of the mountain before collecting the raw materials for Qingyin Snowflake Brewing.

The uproar of the rain shook the world, Jiang Mian stopped behind a stunted tree with a crooked neck, untied the bird's nest-like medicine box while sitting on a certain bluestone, at this moment, a voice suddenly came.

This voice is cold and luxurious, like the clear sound of gold and stone colliding, and the words reveal a different charm. In the rainy curtain of early spring, it is cold for no reason.

"Finally found you." The man in purple stood holding an umbrella, the umbrella pierced the rain curtain like a blade and shattered the white rain line.

The water drops like flowers, rolling down the bamboo bones into the mud all over the ground, being trampled by people.

Jiang Mian turned her head, and smiled lightly at the person who came, "I haven't seen you in nearly 500 years, how are you doing?"

The man in purple looked very pale, like the rain, gray and cold: "After Qihe left, how could I have a good life."

Jiang Mian's smile froze, and she quickly lowered her eyebrows, "Yeah, how can he live well after he leaves."

"Why did you come to me? Wuxin." Jiang Mian asked again.

"Back then in the Yanqin Cave, you owed Qi He his life." Bai Wuxin said.

Jiang Mian was slightly taken aback.

It was too late to say it, and then it was too late, five soul-calling flags rose out of thin air, spinning around Jiang Mian in the center.The thunder exploded from the zenith, rumbling from afar, and the purple lightning was like a dry branch, tearing apart the sky.

"What are you going to do!" Jiang Mian widened her eyes and got up in panic.

Bai Wuxin sneered: "One life for another."

Jiang Mian understood Bai Wuxin's motive almost instantly: "You want to revive Qihe?"

"Naturally." Bai Wuxin said.

The summoning flag moved quickly, and Li Lei fell one after another. The lightning flashed in Jiang Mian's eyes. After being shocked, he suddenly laughed.

"Is it a sacrifice at the expense of blood relatives?"

Bai Wuxin snorted coldly: "Knowing this saves me a lot of talking and talking."

"But for thousands of years, no one has ever succeeded."

Jiang Mian lifted his eyelids, his eyes were full of sharpness, at this moment, he was somewhat similar to Jiang Qihe.

Bai Wuxin's fingers trembled slightly, "That's because they don't know the correct method! I've been studying this way for 500 years, and I've succeeded three times!"

The calling spirit flag fluttered, Jiang Mian turned sideways to avoid it, and looked at Bai Wuxin with good intentions, "Really?"

"Why lie to you?" Bai Wuxin said with a cold face.

The handsome man lowered his head in thought for a moment, and when he raised his eyes again, his expression became gentle again, "Then...don't tell him about me when he comes back."

"Let's just say I've gone on a wandering trip, don't ask about the date of return, don't ask where to go."

His voice was soft, but before the words hit the ground, there was a bang, and thunder struck the mountain fire.

The five soul-calling flags were ignited suddenly, and the flames engulfed Jiang Mian's coir raincoat, climbed up her limbs and neck, and twisted her face almost in the blink of an eye.

boom--

There was another thunder, shaking the entire foggy mountain violently, the rocks slipped down, and the burning flag suddenly spread out a strong wave of air, which then shrank rapidly. After the rain curtain fluctuated, it brought Jiang Mian's body , disappear together.

Bai Wuxin raised his hand to make a seal, and chanted a series of mantras, the purple clothes flew up, and the collapsed rocks quickly returned to their original state.

The picture stops here abruptly, the golden light in the pool dissipates and returns to its original appearance, the heavenly flower dances and dances silently, and the dense leaves are thickly black.

Jiang Qihe stood there for a long time before looking away from the deep pool where a wave of light occasionally flashed.The corner of his lips twitched, but it wasn't quite a smile.

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Qihe clenched his fist and struck hard at Bai Wuxin's abdomen.

"No wonder you seldom mention Jiang Mian, no wonder you go to Shendu alone." He gritted his teeth, every word seemed hoarse and horrible, "I'm afraid that if you come to Wushan Mountain with me, you will show your feet. ?”

"That's Jiang Mian, for the sake of the three of us, Jiang Mian who gave up kendo and studied medicine instead!"

"During those years, I regarded you as my own brother, and Jiang Mian also regarded you as my own brother, how could you...how could you..."

Jiang Qihe's strength was not stable, just like his figure, occasionally staggered, almost falling into the pool.

Bai Wuxin didn't say a word, let Jiang Qihe beat him with his head down.His eyes were painful and helpless, and his heart ached.

He wanted to say, you don't know how sorry I am, if I were blood relatives with you, then I would be able to bring you back to life without any scruples, and I don't have to worry about you looking at me suspiciously all the time, and I don't have to be afraid of your ruthlessness with anger.

He wanted to say, you don't know how lucky I am that I am not related to you by blood, so that I can let my heart start a fire unscrupulously.But why you can never see me, see through me.

How sad.

How ridiculous.

Sometimes, he even wished that he was Shen Wang, at least he had been looked at by Jiang Qihe with love.

"Speak, Bai Wuxin, speak!" Jiang Qihe roared.

Bai Wuxin still kept silent, even closed his eyes.Such an attitude completely angered Jiang Qihe, he lifted his leg fiercely, and kicked Bai Wuxin into the wall.

"Have you ever thought, who the fuck wants to be resurrected by you? Who the fuck wants to come back to this world again?" Frost white clothes fluttered in a mess, Jiang Qihe roared like crazy, his black hair was disheveled, Eyes are red.

"No, Qihe, how could you do this? You can't do this..." Bai Wuxin finally raised his head, his lips trembling, his eyes were as big as copper plates, and he looked at Jiang Qihe in disbelief.

Jiang Qihe came in front of Bai Wuxin, and punched hard, but hit the stone wall beside his ear, "I can't do it? Why the fuck...why did you use Jiang Mian to revive me!"

Bai Wuxin lowered her eyes again, her lips murmured, but she didn't say a word after all.

"I'm asking you why!" Jiang Qihe was furious, he pulled He Xuejian out while speaking, and made a gesture to cut him, but suddenly a pair of hands stretched out from behind, half dragging and half hugging him back.

"Ahe, don't do this, you will regret it." Lu Yunshen whispered next to Jiang Qihe's ear, with one hand skillfully removed his sword, and with the other hand he turned the man around, facing him.

"Calm down..."

"How do I stay calm?" Jiang Qihe interrupted him bluntly, and when he looked up, a tear fell from the corner of his eye.He didn't know it, his light amber eyes looked at Lu Yunshen blankly, "Tell me, how can I calm down? I came back alive because Jiang Mian sacrificed himself!"

Lu Yunshen gently wiped away his tears with his fingertips, but the tears rolled down one after another, endlessly.

"You killed me!" In the hollow of the cave wall, Bai Wuxin laughed out loud, "I killed Jiang Mian to save you, and you killed me to avenge Jiang Mian. The cause I planted, I Eat the bitter fruit yourself!"

Jiang Qihe's eyes turned cold for a moment, and he turned around to go over, but Lu Yunshen wrapped his arms around his waist and refused to let go.

"Let go of me, or you will be destroyed together." Jiang Qihe said coldly.

Lu Yunshen's hands trembled indistinctly.He lowered his eyes halfway, put his forehead against Jiang Qihe's neck, and said in a low voice, "Jiang Mian died because of you. So you killed Bai Wuxin to find a reason for yourself to die again, right?"