Gu Meizhi

There is a long night in the Great Desolate Abyss, and if you live in it for a long time, you will often forget the passage of time.What's more, I'm afraid I'll forget my name, why I came here, and where I'm going.

Fortunately, Mei Qingjian didn't need to worry about this for the time being.Although he is in prison, there are quite a few people who accompany him as a teacher.

...even if some of them are not very popular in the Great Desolation.

Ling Yu stood still on the spot, put his hand on the hilt of his sword, and stared at the monster opposite without blinking.He has killed too much in his life, and he has a murderous aura that follows him everywhere. Whenever there are monsters haunting him, they are deeply afraid of him.

"..."

However, the monster that was confronting him at this moment was too small.

This little thing is more than a foot long, with pointed ears and red eyes.Although it has all minions and teeth, it is not much bigger than a rabbit.If you call it a monster, it's a bit out of place.

"What is this?" Ling Yu put his hand on the hilt of Xi He's sword at his waist and paused for a moment before finally taking it back.This monster seems to be too weak, even if it is slashed with a sword, it is still invincible.

"It's Yu." Mei Qingjian stretched out her hand, and the little rabbit-like thing huddled around Ling Yu and crawled to his side.

The bloody smell on the iron chain around Mei Qingjian was strong, this young jelly poked his head, but after all, he couldn't resist the temptation, he stretched out his head suddenly, and licked the dried blood that had seeped into the chain.

"Although they feed on blood, they are extremely timid. Most of them don't dare to hurt people, and at most they eat animals to satisfy their hunger." Mei Qingjian said softly, reaching out and stroking the fluff on the top of Youngji's head.The young jelly snorted lightly, as if it didn't care much about his touch, and concentrated on licking the blood.

"The so-called one can fight three dragons and two dragons, is it referring to it?" Ling Yu looked it up and down, squinting suspiciously.

"It's just rumors from later generations." Mei Qing gradually let go, "When the Kunlun disciples subdued the demons, they might not have taken the origins of the captured monsters to heart."

He spoke calmly, but Ling Yu felt ashamed for no reason for a while.After licking his blood, Youji stretched out his tongue to lick Mei Qingjian's fingertips, leaped, passed through the formation set up by Elder Tianji in the distance, and disappeared into the depths of the pitch-black Great Desolate Abyss.

It turns out that when Elder Tianji set up the formation, he specially focused on defending against Wuwu and Taotie, and he let these little monsters that were not a threat to them be lightly let go.

There was a moment of silence between the two, and Ling Yu felt a little uncomfortable.

He had been at the bottom of the Qisha Cliff for more than three months, and he was supposed to meditate behind closed doors, but Elder Tianji turned a blind eye to him, so he spent most of the time sneaking into the Great Desolate Abyss to visit Mei Qingjian.

Mei Qing gradually recovered from her injuries, and her spirits also recovered a lot, but she always treated him indifferently, with all the courtesy in her words, but it was clearly very alienated.

The sound of the wind breaking through the sky sounded in the distance, and Bo Jiu came down with his sword, and came back with a bosom full of fresh fruits and mountain spring water.He walked towards Mei Qingjian without looking sideways, and when he passed by Ling Yu, he only snorted heavily in his nose.

"Our place smells sour, Senior Brother Ling doesn't have to stay long."

Ling Yu just pretended not to hear.Mei Qingjian shook her head gently, took the water bag from Bo Jiu's hand: "Did you find it?"

Bo Jiu immediately said: "I found it, it's at the foot of Qisha Cliff. Facing north and south, it's an excellent geomantic treasure, brother, don't worry."

Mei Qingjian nodded, and carefully selected a few bones from the small pile of bones around her for a moment, picked out a few relatively complete bones, and compared them carefully against a ray of faint skylight.

Ling Yu watched from one side, and suddenly realized that he was going to pick out the bones of the predecessors and bury them together. After watching for a while, he couldn't help but interjected: "These bones have been abandoned for hundreds of years. If you accidentally misspell the head and body, I'm afraid it's disrespectful to the ancestors."

Bo Jiu gave him a hard look.Mei Qing gradually said indifferently: "Two leaves are not the same in the world, let alone bones. Differentiating bone shape and size to judge bone age is much more accurate than judging appearance.

"Although we can't be sure, we can still be sure. Even if we accidentally make a mistake, the ancestors know our intentions, so we won't blame them too much."

He compared the different skeletons one by one, finally collected a few broken skeletons, and handed them all over to Bo Jiu.Ling Yu got up immediately and said, "I'll go with you. I'm already very familiar with the landforms under Qisha Cliff."

But Bo Jiu's tolerance was obviously much narrower than Mei Qingjian's. Seeing Ling Yu get up, he took two steps back and warned: "I will take care of all orders from senior brother, so don't bother your Excellency."

He didn't spare Ling Yu any face, and walked out with the dead bones in his arms.For a moment Ling Yu was a bit embarrassing, he had a rebellious temperament and never suffered a loss, it was really because of Mei Qingjian's favor that he gave way to Bo Jiuyi just now.

Although Mei Qingjian was indifferent, she didn't need to deliberately embarrass Ling Yu. Seeing this, she said softly: "There are some broken bones I picked out in the corner. After many years, the age of the bones has long been indistinguishable. If Senior Brother Ling is interested, please replace them for me." Bury it too."

Ling Yu responded immediately, and took a handful of broken bones in the direction Mei Qingjian pointed. As expected, they were all fragmented, and several of them were stained with Mei Qingjian's blood, and the color was dull. He stopped, and after a long while, he suddenly said without beginning or end: "Don't worry."

Mei Qing gradually closed her eyes, only listening but not hearing, not saying a word.

Stepping on the rustling snow, Ling Yu walked slowly towards the bottom of the Qisha Cliff. He was afraid that he might accidentally leave a broken bone or two, so he was extra careful.

This morning, there was another light snowfall, but fortunately, the sun was shining and the snow was thinning.At this time, it was late spring and early summer, but the Qisha Cliff was located in a remote place, so there was a scene of spring snow.

In the corner at the bottom of Qisha Cliff, there is a small tomb half a foot square. It is more appropriate to say it is a tomb than a snowdrift.Ling Yu stopped involuntarily, looked down at the broken bones in his arms, hesitated for a moment, and walked forward.

There is a small wooden tablet standing in front of the tomb, which is not yet dilapidated.He stretched out his hand to stroke the snow, Mei Qing's immature handwriting immediately came into view when he was young.

The last time I saw this tomb was when Mei Qingjian first returned to Kunlun, less than a year later, but the situation in the world has turned upside down.

Ling Yu was quiet for a moment, then turned around and walked not far away, leaning over towards the northwest corner of Bi Ruzhi's tomb, laying down his arms full of broken bones.

The new snow was fluffy, and the shallow soil was still soft. Ling Yu found a stone nearby to use as a shovel, and just dug out a one-foot-deep pit. The stone was knocked against something hard, and the broken stones splashed, faintly shaking his mouth numb.

Ling Yu frowned, dropped the stone and dug up the soil with his bare hands.The soil here is buried deep under the snow, and it is likely that no one has touched it for many years. When he touched it, he only felt that the color was dark red, sticky and wet, and there was still a slight warmth in his hands.

Brush away the surface soil, and the deeper part is the subterranean permafrost that has been hidden in Kunlun Mountains for thousands of years. Because of the bone-chilling cold in Qisha Cliff, the rocks and ice here are frozen together. The sound of gold and stone.

Ling Yu withdrew his hand, his knuckles were stained with a lot of dark red soil, he brought it up to his nose to smell, and could faintly smell a fishy smell.He just felt it was weird, and was about to bend down to take a closer look, when he suddenly heard the soft sound of the formation protecting the peak, and the sound of wind falling to him from far to near.

This breath is very familiar.Ling Yu's spine tensed suddenly, and his whole body was ready to be released. He remained silent for a moment, then slowly straightened his waist and turned around.

"... Ning Ziren."

The young man in blue in front of him put the long sword back into its sheath, smiled slightly, and walked towards Ling Yu.Ning Ziqian looked leisurely and unrestrained, with a warm demeanor, and the original sickness has also disappeared a lot, except that there is still a faint blackness between the eyebrows.

He was originally an exceptionally handsome young man, but now he looked a little sinister.He stood still, looked around, and sighed softly.

"It's freezing cold all the time in the Qisha Cliff, and it's hard to survive. I've wronged Junior Brother Ling."

Ling Yu snorted coldly: "Say something quickly, don't be pretentious here."

Ning Zizhen smiled slightly, and didn't care about him, and said slowly: "Uncle Shushi is acting as the head of the sect today, and there are a lot of trivial affairs up and down the mountain. His old man urgently needs the help of his disciples .

"The elders of Zhufeng made a joint discussion—thinking about it for a hundred days is a small punishment and a big warning, and you should be let out."

During the past few months, Ling Yu was restless at first, full of wild thoughts, eager to find out the situation outside the Seven Kills Cliff.

And then that night when the thunder whip hit him, he tried his best to break into the Great Desolate Abyss to visit Mei Qingjian. Since then, recalling the past, introspecting himself every day, and being affected by Mei Qingjian from time to time, he gradually calmed down a lot.

Now hearing Ning Ziqian's words, his heart was as calm as water, and he spoke lightly.

"Jiang Bie's death hasn't been thoroughly investigated yet, how dare you let me go?"

"Wei Di confessed to him clearly—"

"It's just him?" Ling Yu sneered, interrupting Ning Ziqian's words, with a gloomy look in his eyes, "Can he kill Jiang Bie?"

Ning Zi looked at him steadily for a moment, then suddenly smiled.

"——It's not him, is it still you?"

Ling Yu was at a loss for words for a while, but Ning Ziqian immediately withdrew his warm smile. He stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the continuous Kunlun Mountains in the distance.

"...Junior Brother Ling, there is no one to use in Kunlun Mountains. Chaos fled, Master Tianxiang pursued the traces of the demon spirit for thousands of miles, but has not yet returned to the mountain. Master Tiantong is old and weak, and Master Tianliang is a generation of women. Master Tianji I'm busy with—" He paused for a moment, then shook his head slightly, reached out and patted Ling Yu's shoulder.

Ling Yu didn't dodge, but tensed his spine even tighter, "Our magnificent school that has lasted for thousands of years, it looks like the Hulala building is about to collapse... If something happens to you , isn’t Kunlun Mountain going to hurt your vitality?”

Ling Yu suddenly raised his eyes, and passed Ning Ziqian like a knife.

"I thought that many people were expecting me to die."

"...That's true." Ning Ziqian smiled softly, "But how can those mediocre opinions influence you and me?"

"If it's useless—" Ling Yu took a step towards him, "How could Mei Qingjian be imprisoned under the Great Desolation Abyss?"

His voice gradually softened, and he said word by word: "Ning Ziqian, you can play these people in your hands, and use the so-called people's will to decide right from wrong, your tricks are nothing more than that."

Ning Zizhen remained calm, and looked at Ling Yu in the eyes, which was actually magnanimous.

"It's enough for them to be lucky enough to be a small pawn in front of the battle."

Ling Yu clenched his fists silently under his sleeves, and gritted his teeth: "You don't have to be too arrogant. Others don't know, but I know it clearly. One day, the evidence will be as solid as a mountain, and we will see if you are so carefree."

Ning Ziqian smiled and said, "You're the only one who believes Mei Qingjian's nonsense when you look around Kunlun. ——Forget it, then I wish Junior Brother Ling his wish."

He slightly raised his hand in the air, the peak protection formation buzzed, and there was a faint fluctuation of the magic formation's technique in mid-air. Seeing that he was about to draw the sword, Ling Yu suddenly opened his mouth and called out to stop.

"——Ning Ziqian, you and I are of the same kind. There is a grand road in front of us, and the scenery is infinite. After a hundred years from Master Tianfu, you will succeed as the head of Kunlun....Why do you want to bet on this? , take the risk of killing him?"

Ning Zizhen stopped.The sleeves of his robe fluttered in the wind. He turned his back to Ling Yu, closed his eyes unconsciously, and suppressed all the emotions in his eyes. For a long while, he remained silent.

"When did you start working for Qiongqi? From the Great Desolation Abyss? You recuperate behind closed doors, talking about nightmares and bewitching, but in fact your mind is very clear.

"Early back then, you were preoccupied with how to be a good dog—didn't you?"

Ling Yu didn't show any sympathy in every word, he secretly grasped the hilt of Xihe's sword at his waist, and only waited for Ning Ziyan to become angry from embarrassment, and immediately struck.

But at this moment, there was only a slight sneer, and Ning Ziren smiled instead of anger.The laughter gradually rang out, echoing in the empty mountains, it was indescribable, as if it carried a hint of desolation.

The laughter stopped for a moment.Only then did Ning Ziqian open his eyes, and said softly, "Ling Yu, if it were you, you would make the same choice."

As soon as he turned around, the radiance in his eyes actually showed some pity, and he said, "At that time, the difference between you and me may be reversed.

"—I advise you to be cautious in your words and deeds. You are the first disciple under Master Tianshu's seat. Even if you don't know the heights of heaven and earth, I don't want you to die too quickly."

Ling Yu stared at him without moving: "Don't worry, I won't die too soon."

The sword light pierced through the heavy clouds with a little bit, and a beam of blue light flew away like a shooting star.Ling Yu stared at the figure of Ning Ziquan who was going away with the sword, and for a while, his expression was quite dark and difficult to distinguish.