Beauty crowns the world [Rebirth]

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

Although the turbid air and turbid monsters have been cleared away, the traps in Yunlin still exist. The undead prefer illusions that are false and real. Choose to go hard.

Wang Shan ran his dead horse and walked for about half an hour before they came to the bank of the river.The light boat at the ferry was swaying, Jiang Qihe pulled Lu Yunshen up, stretched out his finger and flicked to untie the rope tied to the wooden stake, and used Yuan force to drive the boat to the opposite bank.

The daytime sun was scorching, and the river was shimmering, making people barely open their eyes. Jiang Qihe put up a leg and raised his hand to build a tent in front of him, but it was useless, the dazzling light was everywhere.

Jiang Qihe lowered his hands in disappointment, half-closed his eyes, and said angrily, "Master Lu, you said how about making a pair of sunshade mirrors out of colored glass when we go back?"

"Sun visor? Do you mean something like a telescope, which is buckled in front of the eyes to block the sun?" Lu Yunshen raised his eyebrows.

Jiang Qihe snapped his fingers, curled his lips, and smiled, "That's right, I like a sensible person like you."

"But covering the sun means that you can't see as clearly as you would without covering it." Lu Yunshen leaned over and covered Jiang Qihe's eyes with his hand, "It will take a while to get used to it."

Lu Yunshen's fingers were dry and warm, and there were thick calluses on his fingertips, but Jiang Qihe didn't feel scratched.

He leaned forward, put half of his weight on Lu Yunshen's hand, and said in a low voice, lazily, "I won't wear it all day, let alone fight. I mean when I am playing, for example, your Chuiyun Island is year-round. Big sun, after staying at the beach for a long time, it's hard to keep your eyes from shaking."

Lu Yunshen wanted to say that the sun on Chuiyun Island is so mild that it's hard to get a tan, let alone hurt your eyes?But Jiang Qihe rubbed against his palm like a cat, making his heart very soft, he couldn't say any rebuttals, he just wanted to obey and agree.

He let out a "huh" and turned the topic to a subtle point, "I am the owner of Xuanjian Villa. Xuanjian Villa is built on Chuiyun Island. How can you call it a pleasure when you come to Chuiyun Island?"

"Otherwise what would you call it? A guest?" Jiang Qihe smiled lowly, "The guest of Master Lu."

Lu Yunshen felt Jiang Qihe's eyes bend again, and his eyelashes brushed against his palms, making him itchy.He withdrew one hand, pushed Jiang Qihe's hair that was hanging in front of him to his back, and combed lightly.

"It should be called going home." Lu Yunshen whispered.

Jiang Qihe said, "Oh, what you said seems to make sense. Xuyuan, although I can pull it out at any time, it is still under the Chuiyun Island. I have lived there for 500 years, and my body is also there. , can indeed be called home.”

"You know I'm not talking about this." Regarding Jiang Qihe's forceful misinterpretation, Lu Yunshen was not angry. Instead, he was very patient and spoke softly, "I mean Xuanjian Villa, are you willing to go back with me?"

"The world is so big, you have to have a place to stay. To save Jiang Mian from the underworld, don't you have to find a place for him to recuperate at ease?" Lu Yunshen said again.

Jiang Qihe was silent for a moment: "Then borrow it for a while."

"Ahe." Lu Yunshen picked up a lock of Jiang Qihe's hair with his fingers, from the fingertips to the root of the finger, twisting it round and round, until the black hair completely covered the long and thin fingers, and the original skin color could not be seen. Stop the action.

The delicate and smooth hair was gradually dyed with warmth. Lu Yunshen raised his eyes to look at the river, and the luster jumped under the clear sky, as if a large piece of golden scales had been sprinkled.

"I can feel that during those long years, I didn't want to be the owner of Xuanjian Villa at all, because the people I waited for could not come back after guarding such a huge island. But now I want to say to you, No matter what time it is, no matter whether it is blue or yellow, I will always be waiting for you, whether you come back or not."

Lu Yunshen's voice was very soft, in the middle of the river where the fine waves kept beating, on a light boat swaying slightly, under the bright sun and blue sky, it was long and far away, with profound meaning.

Jiang Qihe's eyelashes trembled, sweeping them into Lu Yunshen's palm that he never moved away.

He held his breath, and after a long time, he took a deep breath, "I know it's not good...but it's my own problem, so you may have to wait a little longer."

Jiang Qihe's voice trembled a little when he spoke.

In the past, he was a moth, he would pounce on bright and fiery things, flaunting them without any scruples.

Now he has become a snail shrunk in its shell. Although there is someone who wants to get close, he dare not go there without stretching out an antenna to find out the situation first.

The relationship 500 years ago was too heartbreaking, it was so warm and beautiful when they met, and the pain was so deep when they separated.

Love is a sin, love is resentment, if he doesn't fall in love with Shen Wang, and Shen Wang doesn't fall in love with him, then it will be much easier for him to jump off the abyss.

After many years passed, Jiang Qihe returned to the world. Although he was not completely disappointed with the word love, he could no longer burn himself to love others.

Lu Yunshen was very nice, gentle and patient with him, never forced him, and sometimes he was obviously angry with him, but he would not sit with his back.

Because Lu Yunshen was so nice, Jiang Qihe didn't dare to let himself like him.

Jiang Qihe took another deep breath, the hand hanging by his side gradually clenched into a fist, and added to Cai's words: "If you are willing to wait."

"Why do you think I don't want to?" Lu Yunshen asked back, pulling his finger away from Jiang Qihe's hair, hanging down, and holding the man's hand, "I have been waiting for 600 years, and I can wait as long as I want."

"Don't worry, there won't be another 600 years." After a long time, Jiang Qihe whispered.

The light boat quickly reached the other side, Jiang Qihe tore himself off Lu Yunshen's palm, and followed the man off the boat.

The fine sand is soft and warm under the feet, as if to hold back the footsteps of tourists, Jiang Qihe and Lu Yunshen pulled their legs ruthlessly, walked away from the river bank and walked into the dense forest.

On this side of Yunlin, they encountered a few undead people, who probably tried their best to survive. Seeing that the sky suddenly cleared outside, they came out to check the situation.

These undead didn't come up to do anything to Jiang Qihe and the others, they just looked around and lowered their bodies to salute from a distance.

Jiang Qihe tilted his head and smiled at the undead, then Lu Yunshen lifted his paws and walked away.

On this side, because of the relationship between those undead people, the phantom trap consciously gave way, and the two of them walked unimpeded, and within two quarters of an hour, they reached the edge of the cloud forest.

Not far ahead is Zhongshan Mountain, which is ten thousand ren high and towers straight into the sky, similar to the Yunlin an hour ago. The whole mountain is shrouded in a dead black mist.

"Chaos." Jiang Qihe suddenly said two words, "Lu Xiaobai, you said, it is rumored that at the beginning of the world, everything was chaos, and the god named 'Heaven' split the chaos, and everything in the world came into being. Does that prove that, That 'sky' actually lives in chaos?"

Lu Yunshen turned his head to look at him: "You mean..."

"It is extremely difficult to survive in a place full of chaotic aura, unless it is a turbid monster with the same origin as the turbid aura, it can walk freely.

Look at the few undead people who were still alive before, they were short in stature, like firewood that had been chopped off in half, walking with a limp.Even the undead who are not afraid of death are tortured by the breath of chaos. How did the "Heaven" preserve his strength and fight against the chaos? "

Jiang Qihe stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the top of Zhongshan Mountain. The place was wrapped in black mist, but it was not clear, but according to ancient records, it should be a straight and extremely difficult cliff.

This idea didn't come to Jiang Qihe when he traveled through the cloud forest. Jiang Qihe had this problem when he first came across the ancient books recording the chaos.

Everything in the world is chaos, but why is that god not chaos?Is it possible that the gods do not belong to the universe?So where did the gods come from, and why did they split the chaos and make the earth multiply?

He couldn't figure out this problem, and he also asked his respected seniors for advice, but they couldn't explain why.

Lu Yunshen hooked Jiang Qihe's index finger, and then slowly put the other four fingers together, penetrated into the gap between the fingers, and clasped them tightly.Jiang Qihe's words made him smile, and his black eyes were radiant and warm, "Have you ever thought about why only your Spring Breeze Ci can clear away the atmosphere of chaos in the world?"

"...Probably because I am the Chosen One." Jiang Qihe said without shame.

"So, it must be because that god is the chosen one." Lu Yunshen pulled Jiang Qihe into the mountain path with a hand.

"Lu Xiaobai, you are being perfunctory." Jiang Qihe rolled his eyes angrily, "Could it be that because he is a god, he can be as powerful as a cow in the chaos?"

"The theory of gods can be included in the scope of practice, and practice has never been based on common sense. Besides, it is just a legend recorded in ancient books. It is impossible to trace whether it is true or not." Lu Yunshen spoke quickly, "Why don't you think so? It is the ancient book I forgot one or two sentences, which is why you are puzzled. In fact, there is still heaven and earth beyond heaven and earth, and the gods are to us, just like we are to the mortal world."

"Your way of thinking is very strange in your era." Jiang Qihe whispered.

But Lu Yunshen's words awakened Jiang Qihe, he was not a native of Qizhou, and there seemed to be people like him in Qizhou.Perhaps the so-called god is just an outsider.

Jiang Qihe nodded thoughtfully, then flicked again, trying to get rid of what was in his mind.

As he thought about it for a while, Lu Yunshen had already led him across the foot of the mountain, halfway up the mountain.

I didn't feel it at the low place, but when I got to the high place, the strong wind became stronger and stronger, and the green-feathered bird huddled in Jiang Qihe's sleeve and didn't dare to move, for fear of being cut into pieces.

The damp and cold atmosphere became more and more intense, and the smell permeated in the mountains made Jiang Qihe very displeased.He reached out to draw his sword, but was held down by Lu Yunshen, "Wait a minute, look ahead."

Lu Yunshen raised his hand and pointed, and saw a faint light shining beside the winding and winding mountain road in the distance. Because the distance was too far, the turbid air was thick and extraordinarily vague, but one could imagine how bright it was.

"What the hell?" Jiang Qihe frowned.

"It's hard to say that that is the place we are about to pass by." Lu Yunshen said.

"You let me slash through with a sword, so we can see what happened." Jiang Qihe pinched the man's cheek.

The decisions Jiang Qihe made were rarely changed due to persuasion, so Lu Yunshen had no choice but to let him go.The man took two or three steps outside, his feet moved forwards and backwards, and with a flip of his wrist, the shining white sword light swam out like a long dragon.

The Sword Art Spring Breeze Ci was created by Jiang Qihe when he was bored, with the word "Spring Breeze" as the title, strictly implementing the theme of "Spring Breeze Blows and Rebirth".

At this moment, it fell on the Zhongshan Mountain where the wind was hunting, the gentleness and the firmness collided, and it dispersed in a flash, turning into nothingness.But at this moment, the extremely light sword intent penetrated into the corner of Changtian, leisurely tore open a large gap in the wind, and swept away the damp and cold turbid air on the road.

A little bit of the light came into view, it was actually a hexagonal lantern set up among the branches, covered with white paper on all sides, with only a white candle in the middle, the flame fluttered like beans.