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Yijing: As if he died forever, he will also live forever.

After the host and guest were seated, Wang Xi, who had nothing to do, started to make tea.

Nangong Yuqi saw that he threw the tea into the cup and wanted to pour hot water, so she stood up quickly and patted him aside.

"Master, don't you want tea?" Wang Xi asked him blankly.

It's hard for Nangong Yuqi not to puncture his earth-shattering tea making method, but just said expressionlessly: "It's getting late, just drink some hot water, so as not to fall asleep in the middle of the night."

Chang Ming joked, "I'm afraid I'm destined not to be able to sleep tonight."

Nangong Yuqi looked at the man and asked, "Yan Ye, you were seriously injured, you shouldn't leave the resting place easily..."

Before he could finish his words, he saw that Yijing looked at him incomprehensibly.

Nangong Yuqi had no choice but to put down the teapot: "What do they call you?"

"Mu Yi Yang", the man took the hot water from Wang Xi, and said: "I have something to find my junior brother...he once dreamed of me and told me that he is Nan Rong Xing Sheng."

Chang Ming glanced at Yijing subconsciously, but Yijing remained silent, like a person who was half asleep and half awake immersed in the memories of the past.

"What happened?"

Mu Yiyang shook his head, seemed to keep his secret, and said: "I'll talk about it when I see Junior Brother."

Yijing said: "Right now, the recklessness has changed, he has already gone to the northwest."

Mu Yiyang glanced at Yijing: "Yijing, you seem to be very calm when you see me."

"I thought you were dead too," Yijing sighed, "but by chance I heard Xing Cheng talk about the past, and looking at Chang Ming's brother, maybe it's not surprising that you came back from the dead?"

"The dead don't come back, I just survive the fire."

Yijing was about to ask again if Gu Laiqiu was safe and well, but after hearing Mu Yiyang's words, he decided to give up asking, and asked instead: "Does Xingcheng know about you?"

"Of course I know, I can't let my junior brother be sad alone." Mu Yiyang straightened his sleeves, and explained: "Everyone thinks I'm dead, and Xing Sheng never mentions it so that I won't be disturbed." I didn't intend to hide this matter from you..."

"It's okay." Yijing waved his hand, "If it were me, I should keep my mouth shut."

"But I'm here...I'm afraid I'm going to make you and Ling Junhou feel sorry."

"What does that mean?"

"I want to take away Xingsheng, Chenying, and their children."

Chang Ming was stunned for a moment, and Wang Xi also saw that his master's face was a bit weird, but Yi Jing was like a prophet who had predicted a thousand years ago, not even a hair was disturbed, like a huge rock that could not be shaken by a strong wind There was nothing but mourning in his eyes, and he said, "Give me half a month to arrange the relevant matters. You go to the northwest to meet him now, and let him prepare to leave with you."

"Yijing?" Chang Ming couldn't believe it.

Yijing stretched out his hand, patted the back of his hand, and said with a wry smile: "Don't worry, I will take care of everything myself."

Although Mu Yiyang was surprised by Yijing's straightforwardness, he nodded with a smile on his lips, stood up and said to Nangong Yuqi: "Then I'm going now, do you want to come with me?"

"Your junior brother is important, but you can't ignore my junior brother's gentleman." Nangong Yuqi said with a cold face, "Stay a little longer, and I will go with you."

"What's up with him?"

Although Changming was close to Yijing, he felt that he was far away from him at this time. He could only know about Yijing by asking Nangong, who knew everything.

Yijing thought for a while, and recalled that a month ago, Xing Cheng said that his eyes were scarlet, but he had no other abnormalities, his mind was still calm, and he spoke clearly.

Nangong Yuqi walked a few steps slowly, arrived in front of Yijing, and asked: "I have a feeling, you seem to have red eyes again?"

"Indeed", Yijing didn't hide it, "but I haven't noticed it yet, so Xingcheng reminded me."

"You were dying at the time?"

"Nothing?"

"That's... grief?"

Yijing nodded silently.

After Mu Yiyang thought about it for a while, he knew that Yijing had already become half a ghost, but he also doubted: "As a ghost, you are indeed much stronger than ordinary people...and also much weaker...but when your eyes are scarlet, you should Losing your mind is..."

Nangong grabbed Yijing's wrist, felt his pulse, and said: "Qiyue gave him his own blood, maybe this is the reason why he survived when he passed his age."

"Qiyue?" Mu Yiyang had already forgotten the name.

"Sifulo Qiyue." Nangong Yuqi reminded him.

"Didn't he already..."

"Let's talk about the past, let's talk about it later." Nangong Yuqi waved his hand to stop Mu Yiyang's question, and continued to ask Yijing, "Is there any discomfort?"

Yijing shook his head: "Never, that's why I didn't even realize it myself."

Nangong Yuqi slowly let go of Yijing's pulse, guessing: "Could it be because of Qiyue's blood?"

Chang Ming was extremely nervous: "Then how is his condition? Is it life-threatening?!"

Instead, Nangong Yuqi smiled and said: "If his life is lost, I will come here early, and I don't have to wait for my apprentice to come with me."

Wang Xi repeatedly nodded in agreement.

Nangong Yuqi looked at Yijing worriedly: "However, I can't predict the way forward and the changes in the future... To be on the safe side, you should not push it at will." The eyes of this ghost should not be overworked, easily involved in danger, and be overjoyed and sad."

"Thank you, brother, I'm fine." Yijing comforted Nangong Yuqi instead, "It's just that I searched through the family's classics, but I couldn't find out why my family has been passed down from generation to generation..."

"Sifu Luo was originally a clan capable of conquering wars," Mu Yiyang explained: "I once heard my master say by chance that Xingzhu, who was born thousands of years ago, looked like a ghost. They protected the tribe, loved Jiangyuan, and They take pleasure in killing and fighting. After going through the vicissitudes of life, Xingzhu also gradually changed themselves, and only the Sifuluo clan who were forced by wars in the past dynasties retained their original instincts."

"It's not unreasonable," Nangong Yuqi said in a low voice, "Xingzhu is such a group of people."

Yijing didn't seem to be affected by the words of the two, but shook Chang Ming's cold fingers to reassure him.

"It's not early, let's rest early." Nangong Yuqi said by chance, and everyone dispersed.

But Yijing couldn't rest yet, and went to Xuanwu Pavilion together with Changming, ordered Wen Ji to send several letters to various places, and joined several military officers to impeach Bai Xiangying for overreporting the number of soldiers, taking away the imperial army's salary, and greedily eating the empty quota .

"Isn't such a crime too serious?"

"Compared to Gu Xiaowu, this is nothing." Yijing sighed: "If it were her, she would definitely find a heinous crime and kill Bai Xiangying with one blow. She and Gan Yi should be careful not to have a close relationship."

One is the prime minister of Zhongshu, and the other is the general stationed at the border. Among them, dealing with each other is the most taboo of the emperor. If Bai Xiangying is really greedy, it must be because there are high-ranking officials in the court to cover him. Gan Yi should be careful.

After explaining the matter, Yijing picked up another blank piece of paper, picked up a brush, and wrote in a leisurely manner, as if this was just to let the battalion commander remember to feed the horses.

Chang Ming poked his head in that box, and it turned out to be the document for Xing Cheng's dismissal.

He thought for a while, but he didn't speak in the end, but turned around and fetched the seal of the commander of the army for Yijing.

Yijing picked up the seal, but did not seal it for a long time.

"If Mu Yiyang takes Xingcheng away... I will never see him again..." Chang Ming lowered his head and looked at his toes, "His master originally had a lifespan of a thousand years, but was This officialdom has ended hastily, he is afraid that Xingcheng will repeat the same mistakes, even if he is seriously injured, he will come to find his junior brother."

"It has been 15 years, but he still suffers from it year after year."

"It's not easy to live," Chang Ming blinked his sour eyes, "That day Meng Qian led his men into the General's Mansion. In order to save Xing Sheng, he was stabbed dozens of times in the heart, and his hands and feet were bruised. Another raging fire, even Gu Laiqiu... If you were an ordinary person, you might not even have the chance to reincarnate."

Yijing put down the seal in his hand and said with a long sigh: "I should have gone away for thousands of years, why should I have a dusty heart all my life?"

"It's the first emperor..." Chang Ming said, "Gu Laiqiu can be said to be an old friend of the late emperor, but the late emperor didn't know his identity, and when he was dying, he entrusted him to protect the mountains and rivers. Seeing the late emperor's death and reckless entry, he thought about it for a few years. In the end, I couldn't bear it, sealed the magic and Taoism, and became a general with gold and iron horses... but died in the hands of mortals in the end."

"People have obsessions. If I unfortunately die one day, I will also entrust Ning Wu to Xing Sheng and you."

Although Yijing said so, he picked up his own seal again.

"Are you really going to do this?" Chang Ming stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Changming..." Yijing looked at the boundless night sky outside the window and said, "Just let him die forever and live forever."

He raised his hand, and landed that seal heavily on the black and white paper.

Nangong Yuqi and Mu Yiyang rested at Yijing for two days, then packed their luggage and prepared to go northwest.

Before leaving, Wang Xi hugged Chun Xi reluctantly, turned to Chang Ming and said, "She grows up so fast, I thought she was small at first, but now she is a bit heavy to hold."

"Kids grow up fast."

Chang Ming smiled, and stretched out his hand to pinch Chunxi's fleshy cheek.

Nangong Yuqi, who was talking to Mu Yiyang at the side, suddenly turned his head: "The children have grown up, why is your handwriting still so ugly?"

Wang Xi angrily pushes Chun Xi back into Chang Ming's arms.

Chang Ming stroked Chun Xi's supple ponytail dumbfounded, watched the three of them leave, then turned to Yi Jing and said, "Then I'll go and prepare some belongings, and I'll set off for Hu Mang in a few days."

"Let me prepare it." Yijing stretched out his hand, untied the Tianxia Feishuang from his back and held it in his hand, "Just stay with Chunxi well."

"Then you should come back earlier." Chang Ming pushed Chunxi up, "I can't coax her."

"Okay, okay, I'll go home at noon."

Chang Ming rolled his eyes at him, turned his head and left with Chunxi in his arms, and Chunxi was obediently lying on Chang Ming's back, biting Chang Ming's hair while waving to Yijing.

Yijing looked at it and laughed out loud.

"You father and daughter are both alike!" Chang Ming was in pain from being caught, so he stood still and turned his head to scold Yi Jing, "Can't this habit of grabbing people's hair be corrected?"

Yijing hurried forward, carefully opened his daughter's little fingers, and said while moving: "Little Chunxi, don't grab your father's hair, when you grow up, comb his hair well... "

Chang Ming tilted his head when he heard the words, and he also had a few more gray hairs.

Yijing took Chunxi from his arms, and the two went home together.

In an instant, the two stopped in unison.

Chang Ming turned around and looked around, while Yijing stared fixedly into the distance.

"Just now... what happened?" Chang Ming thought he had misunderstood it, but when he saw Yijing, his doubts came back to him.

"I was just about to ask you, did you notice something?"

"I saw those leaves just now." Chang Ming pointed to the leaves on both sides of the road, "It suddenly trembled, but it was clear that there was no wind and no one... I thought it was an illusion... What about you?"

"I just noticed a heavy jump in my heart, but it was just a flash, as if I misunderstood myself..."

"Let's get someone to inquire about it." Chang Ming frowned, "It's better not to have something happen."

ps: Quietly, I'm going to open a new hole, it's still abo, and the protagonist will not change!