Rebirth of Beigu Sirius

Although there is Xueyue's help, the distance from Wuling to Jiumiao is not close after all, Yun Zhuo hurriedly hurried, and it was already noon the next day when he reached the mountain gate.

In late autumn, the leaves are falling, and the figures on the familiar road are sparse, making it even more lonely.

In the case of Cang Zhuo, he was still young, and he was not a disciple of Jiu Miao. He only knew that he was sealed in a cave, but he didn't know the location of the cave.At this moment, he was eager to find people, and he led Xueyue on a hasty pace, and happened to catch up with the lunch break of all the disciples, and he didn't see half acquaintances along the way, let alone inquiring.

Yun Zhuo was anxious and went straight to Xianyouzhai.Unexpectedly, before he stepped into the door, he ran into a person head-on.

"Ling Xun! Stay here."

The visitor, dressed in black and white, with flowing eyebrows and light feet, was walking out of the small courtyard. Yun Zhuo recognized who it was at a glance, and stepped forward to stop him.

The person who was stopped paused for a while, turned around leisurely, saw his appearance, and said without hesitation, "Young Master Rong, long time no see."

It can be regarded as grabbing a life-saving straw, Yun Zhuo didn't care about the small talk, and pressed his shoulder: "Ling Xun, where is brother Lin?"

"...Brother Rin?"

Hearing these two words, Ling Xun suddenly showed suspicion, and chewed the title back and forth. When he lowered his head, he saw Xueyue crouching at Yun Zhuo's feet again.

His expression froze: "Mechanism...you are not Mr. Rong."

Dazed for a moment, he raised his head and looked at him again, frowning and thinking: "Are you Yun Zhuo?"

"it's me."

In the face of the urgent matter, Yun Zhuo nodded in acknowledgment and asked again: "Where is Brother Lin?"

"You are really a cloud."

Seeing him admitting, most of the leisurely look on Ling Xun's face disappeared suddenly, and he hesitated: "So, could it be that Mr. Rong has already...is this resurrection of the dead?"

"Ah."

Anyway, Xueyue has been seen, and it will be a matter of time before her identity is revealed, and Yun Zhuo will recognize the cause and effect one by one.

"It turns out that senior brother has already seen that the white wolf in the forest is you, no wonder..."

Hearing this, Ling Xun seemed to realize something, but his eyebrows frowned even more. He looked him up and down, and then said something that Yun Zhuo didn't understand: "...Forget it, I was careless, only the appearance is different. I didn't think about it, but I forgot about the ghost bone and the resurrection of the dead."

Yun Zhuo doubted: "What do you mean, what does my demon bone have with you..."

Without responding to him, Ling Xun grabbed his right hand: "Come with me."

"what?"

Unaware of the change in the young man's expression, Yun Zhuo thought that there was hope for finding someone, so he hurriedly followed.But after a while, I found that I was led into the Xianyou Zhai, and when I looked around, the decorations between the four walls were as usual, very quiet, and there was no one there.

……no one?

"What did you bring me here for?"

His hope was in vain, and he was swayed by someone. He showed sullen expression, and slapped Ling Xun's hand away.

Ling Xun heard the words, but remained silent.

"Silence again?"

Thinking of the brochure of broken sleeves more than a month ago, Yun Zhuo sighed: "You kid, don't you think it's not enough to cause trouble for your brother?!"

There was a sense of questioning in these words, and the young man trembled when he heard the words, and finally reacted a bit.Holding back for a moment, he sneered as if hearing some joke, turned his head to look at Yun Zhuo, clenched his teeth, and slightly raised the corners of his lips, as if holding a wry smile.

After a moment of silence, he shook his head and said in a low voice: "Young Master Yun, if I make more trouble, it won't be as good as the suffering and crimes you have caused your senior brother to suffer in the past three years, right?"

Suffer and suffer?What's the meaning?

He couldn't understand why, Yun Zhuo looked at the righteous young man, and was taken aback for a while.

"To show you something."

Ignoring the surprise of the people around him, Ling Xun walked slowly to a painting in front of the wall, raised his right hand, and pressed the mechanism behind it.

He took a deep breath, and his face was a little calmer than before: "Since he has returned to the world, you should know about my senior brother even if he doesn't tell him."

About, Brother Rin?

Confused, Yun Zhuo hesitated to raise his head, but when he heard the sound of the machine, the wall just turned around suddenly - behind it was a secret room.

The secret room is not big, there is only a long table, a small case, and a wooden chair in it.There are two spiritual plaques on the case, one is "Father Situ Zhe" and the other is "Mother Ye Xuanjun". The small incense burner in front of the plaque is dark gray, and it is obvious that no one has worshiped it for some days.

On the long table, there was a piece of obsidian and a jade box.

He recognized that black obsidian, it was the only Liche relic that Situ Lin found during the chaos of Guilitan that year.Losing his senior brother, and the real culprit is hard to find. Thinking about seeing things and thinking about others these years, the master of the house is not happy.

As for the jade box, he didn't see the history at a glance.

The whole body is dark green, with tight seams, except for a small hole on the side, it is almost smooth and abnormal, the lid of the box is tightly closed when you shake it with your hand, it seems to be locked inside, it is not a cosmetic box used by ordinary people.

If the jade box has a lock, it must have a matching key.

and many more? !

Jade... the key? !

As soon as this thought came out, Yun Zhuo's mind was like lightning, and his expression was a little stagnant. Subconsciously, he took out the key Situ Lin gave him when he was in the Western Regions from his bosom, and screwed it in towards the small hole.

click-

Turning the wrist without missing a beat, the lid of the boxy jade box popped up slowly, and on the black inside were two white jade hairpins, each carved with half a tail feather.

One of them is as good as new, while the other is full of cracks, as if it has been broken into several pieces, but was finally glued together.

"This is……"

Yun Zhuo was stunned, hesitated for a moment, and touched the pair of hairpins in disbelief: "How could it be with him..."

These two hairpins are tokens given to them by their mothers, which are of great significance.Even when he was young before he met Situ Lin, Yun Zhuo regarded him as a treasure, and used it to bind his hair, or carried it in his bosom, and never left his body for half a step.

Later, the grievances and grievances were settled, and the blood debt could not be erased. He died under the cliff, and his body was burned in a big fire. The hairpin that he carried with him should also be destroyed there.

And now that the hairpin is here, there is only one possibility...

Three years ago, he thought he was right and left without saying goodbye, and he didn't stop that person's footsteps.Situ Lin finally went to the southern border battle where Yunya and Wuling teamed up to crusade against the sinners.

The fingertips lightly touched the cracks on the hairpin one by one. The cracks were very deep. It seemed that every part had been ferociously straddled and completely broken. It hurts.

"When I died three years ago, where was Brother Lin..."

Yun Zhuo closed his eyes, and when a slight pain came from his fingertips, he forced his voice to confirm the truth that he didn't want to believe.

"Southern border cliff."

Ling Xun stuttered every word behind him, and it was like a prick to his heart: "Unfortunately, he still didn't catch up."

Suddenly, the autumn wind blew up outside the door, crackling the window paper in the room, and a trace of coolness seeped into the clothes of Yun Zhuo. The heart seemed to be tightened suddenly, and the cold and pain like needles were even worse than the pain of death. several times.

"What else do you want, brother?"

Looking at the young man whose complexion was getting paler, Ling Xun suddenly broke into a laugh: "Third Young Master, Yun Qianxuan, Lord Sirius... It's been three years, don't you think it's not miserable enough to hurt my brother?"

"Three years..."

Yun Zhuo shook his head in a daze: "He, what happened to him?"

"What's wrong with him? You can still ask?!"

Ling Xun smiled wryly and said, "Didn't you find out that senior brother is different from previous years in many ways. For example, he is more addicted to spicy food, for example, he has a long scar on his hand, for example, he has inexplicably learned the thaumaturgy of ghosts and thaumaturgy, and for example this A hairpin..."

Words fell into my ears, and many details that I usually skipped over gradually came to my mind, and the more difficult it was to cut, Yun Zhuo retreated several steps as if struck by lightning.

Could it be that the person's addiction to spicy food wasn't because he was far away from his hometown, and the scar on his hand wasn't because of a fight...

Could it be that the ghostly thaumaturgy that can only be learned when he is dying, was when he went to southern Xinjiang three years ago...

So since his rebirth, all the secrets that Situ Lin has always half-spoken and half-hidden are related to his past years? !

His mind was in a mess, his lips were biting white marks, and he couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

"Yun Zhuo, you died so happily three years ago. No bones were left behind, and the ashes were wiped out in smoke. How many blood debts in the world have been settled with this sum."

Seeing that he was silent, the smile on Ling Xun's face finally disappeared, replaced by a look of misery: "But have you ever thought about Senior Brother? That hairpin stuck to him for seven days and nights, just because it was the last thing you left him in the world. one thing!"

"……enough."

The last bit of strength was finally drained, Yun Zhuo staggered and leaned against the wall, barely holding on to the wall: "Ling Xun, that's enough."

"Yun Zhuo, have you thought about it again, after sticking the hairpin, how will senior brother spend the past three years?!"

Ling Xun seemed to be unable to hear, and said, "He hasn't had a good life in the past three years, or in other words, very bad..."

"Enough! Enough!!"

Even when he was ignorant and young, he couldn't see that person being wronged so much because of himself, let alone now he has secretly promised him his admiration.There was a hole in his heart, and the cold autumn wind poured in. The pain was so painful that he couldn't hold it back. Yun Zhuo finally couldn't help it, and pressed his trembling hands on Ling Xun's shoulder, stopping his words.

He paused every word: "Where is Brother Lin?! I want to see him!"

"West of the Purple Bamboo Forest, I want to return to the cave, the land where Cangzhuo was sealed."

Seemingly expecting this result, Ling Xun did not open his eyes to look at him, exhaled slowly, and pointed out the door.

Yun Zhuo didn't know how he got through this journey.

Confused and restless, he almost fell three times on the flat ground, even if the wind blew away half of the bun, he couldn't detect it, let alone the little disciples pointing at Xueyue along the way.

The purple bamboo forest is still secluded, and the greenery is stained with autumn, and the light yellow bamboo leaves are spread all over the ground.

When I went back to the cave, there were many people around the entrance of the cave. They were all dressed in Jiumiao and other sects, some were whispering, some were beating their chests and feet, some were filled with righteous indignation, or sighed again and again.

In the middle of the crowd, stood two old men with white beards, they were the elders who returned from Jiu Miao's wanderings, and they shook their heads in silence at the moment, with serious expressions on their faces.Yun Zhuo's heart froze, he pushed away those onlookers, and stumbled to the front of the cave.

—— Between the moss-covered stone walls, a huge gate sealed the entrance of the cave tightly, not leaving an inch.

With a "buzz" in his head, he hurriedly picked up a young disciple next to the elder, and hurriedly said, "Where's Brother Lin? Where's Situ Lin?!"

"Yes, in the cave."

Being grabbed by the collar, the little disciple faltered, but his expression froze when he saw the mechanism beast under his feet: "Mechanism, mechanism technique? You... God, Lord Sirius?"

As soon as the words came out, the crowd behind him exploded. Yun Zhuo hadn't realized it long ago, so he put down the little disciple, raised his sword with his right hand, and tried his best to pry through the gap between the two doors.

——The rebound of the sword hilt made him take several steps back, but the cave door remained motionless.

"How could this be?"

A few days ago, people who were chatting and laughing and meeting each other to tell each other their hearts, now it is difficult to see each other across a door. Yun Zhuo used his ten fingers to stabilize his figure and pulled blood from the cracks in the stone.

He looked at the shocked people behind him: "How did brother Lin get in, and why are you standing here stupidly?!"

"Young Master Yun."

Although everyone knew that Lord Sirius had many sins, they also knew that he had a deep relationship with Demon Lord Nine Miao. An elder behind him saw him lose his composure and stalemate for a moment, before finally stepping forward.

He opened his mouth and said: "Cang Zhuo broke the seal, Demon Venerable went to deal with it first. We heard the news and wanted to come to help, but when we arrived, the mountain gate had been damaged and could not be opened."

"...Organ, damaged?"

Yun Zhuo looked up at the elder: "What mechanism?"

The elder said: "Nine locks in a row."

...Nine locks?

The four words fell into his ears, Yun Zhuo was stunned, his eyes were lightly closed, and he suddenly recalled the words he had seen on the remnants of the mechanism.

——The chain of nine locks is formed by the combination of nine mechanism locks.There are different ways to solve the nine locks, but the cracker needs to solve the last one in turn with one person's strength. If he gives up halfway, or misses it for a while, all previous efforts will be wasted and he will be trapped in it.

Thinking of this, he looked around at the stone wall outside the cave, but saw that the moss on the bluestone on the east side was a little newer, so he stretched out his hand and wiped it away, and there were hidden doors with cracks all around.The movable stones inside were scattered all over the place—it was the first organ lock that was destroyed, the 49th house.

It really is a chain of nine locks.

But, why did Jiu Miao create such a mechanism to seal Cang Zhuo?Why was this mechanism destroyed after Situ Lin entered?

Could it be that, just like Qing Luo who touched the truth but was assassinated by others, and Duan Zhaoying who was ordered to investigate but was ambushed by murderers, Situ Lin also suffered revenge from the black hands behind the scenes because of his investigation of the events of the year?

He frowned, and there was wetness between his fingers, whether it was blood or cold sweat.

"Mr. Sirius."

After a while, he finally stopped pointing and pointing from many disciples behind him, and just now the elder with white beard came up to him and cupped his hands: "The mechanism is damaged, the evil has not been eliminated, and the head of my sect is in danger. Please give it a try, this is the only way to save the life of my sect leader."

Are you going to give it a try?

The words fell into his ears, and Yun Zhuo slowly raised his head, clearly knowing that if he didn't notice for a while, he would be lost forever, but he suddenly felt a little lucky.

When the black hand behind the scenes destroyed the organ, he probably only knew that there was no one in Jiumiao who was good at this technique, but he didn't expect that he had returned to the world with his dead body, and became a variable to destroy the plan...

So now, by accident, the only way to save his life is to try it yourself.

Take a gamble...

If he is saved once, the treacherous plan will be broken, and he will be able to ask his mind; if the luck is really bad, and he is in the same death hole, it is not too bad.

After pondering for a moment, remembering the unfinished promise with the man in the cave, and the thousands of unspoken words, he finally stretched out his right hand into the hidden compartment, took a deep breath and walked towards the entrance of the cave: "Got it. "