don't pass time

There was silence in the hall, and King Yan Luo suddenly said: "I don't know if I should say something or not?"

Lu Yuan thought "it's inappropriate", and Yan Lang immediately replied in tacit understanding with him: "Then Your Highness, let's not talk about it."

Yama, however, seemed not to have heard, and spoke slowly, "Emissary Si Jing, don't dwell on the past anymore. People are dead and cannot be resurrected."

Lu Yuan's heart tightened, and he didn't dare to look at Yan Lang's expression, so he suppressed his surprise and said loudly: "I'm scared, and I promised to lend you the knife, what else do you want to do? Isn't it too aggressive?"

King Equality exploded when he heard this: "Where did the boy come from so bold?"

Yan Lang turned around and replied lightly, "I brought it."

King Equality was choked, and the other kings of Yama did not speak. King Yama's voice was heard only in Yan Lang's ears: "If it is true as I guess, Mr. Si Jingshi must not forget his duty. How dare someone Going against the way of heaven, even if the insider doesn't say anything, it will definitely end badly. You can do it yourself."

Yan Lang chuckled lightly, thinking that if there is any punishment from God, I will bear it all.

The door of the hall opened suddenly, and he walked out quickly with two people without stopping.

It was a long way away from Yan Luodian, and Lu Yuan realized that Gui Cha, who was quietly following behind the three of them, had left at some point.It seems that the kings of Hades still keep their word, and they don't intend to interfere with Yan Lang's actions in the underworld.

Walking on Huangquan Road again, the fork in the road behind him disappeared, and Mo Niannian said "I'm sorry" in a crying voice.Yan Lang was too lazy to talk to her at first, he just wanted her to be quiet for a while, but after glancing at her, he felt unbearable, and said gently: "It's not your fault, it was designed by someone, without you I would be killed too. You were forced to borrow a knife. Besides, you were originally worried about us."

When Mo Niannian heard these words, "Wow", he began to cry loudly, crying and squatting down on the spot as if he was tired.Lu Yuan and Yan Lang looked at each other helplessly, why would there be another girl crying in front of them besides Xu Yao?And after so long, the two of them still didn't know what to do when they faced the girl with pear blossoms and rain.

Yan Lang sighed, and simply sat down by leaning against the stone next to him, quietly listening to Mo Niannian cry, Lu Yuan also sat down next to him, and silently handed Mo Niannian a pack of tissues.

When Mo Niannian's voice gradually died down, and finally there was only occasional sobbing, Yan Lang said slowly: "The curse that was cast on you just now won't last long, take your time, I'll draw a formation, I'll take you back as soon as eleven o'clock."

When Mo Niannian heard this, he thought to himself, does this mean that I want to go back by myself?Didn't you all get the ganoderma lucidum? Why don't you leave?She looked at Yan Lang suspiciously, knowing that it was useless to ask, so she silently took out a bead and showed it in front of the two of them: "I have this, don't be afraid."

When Lu Yuan saw the milky white pigeon-egg-sized bead, he guessed that it was a breath-holding bead, so he asked, "Didn't you say that those two monsters snatched it away?"

Mo Niannian's eyes and nose were red, and she said in a strong nasal voice, "The King Qin Guang secretly gave it to me just now."

Lu Yuanben was wondering why they still stayed in hell, at this moment he didn't know what to say, so he heard Yan Lang firmly say: "Take the beads, I'll send you back."

Mo Niannian said, "Let's go together!"

Yan Lang shook his head, but turned to look at Lu Yuan with serious eyes: "We still have something to do, we can feel at ease if you go back earlier."

Lu Yuan looked at Mo Niannian, smiled and said: "You still don't listen to him, go back quickly, this night is full of long dreams, are you afraid that Lord Yama will turn you back and take you back into the sea of ​​swords and fire?"

Mo Niannian knew that Lu Yuan was joking, but he couldn't laugh at all. He just said stubbornly: "Come if you want! Who is afraid of whom!"

Yan Lang smiled and shook his head.Mo Niannian suddenly thought of something, and said timidly, "It's been so long that I still don't know what to call you."

Lu Yuan replied: "My name is Lu Yuan, and his name is Yan Lang."

Yan Lang stood up and said to Lu Yuan, "Let's draw an array."

Lu Yuan nodded, followed suit, stood up, and pulled out a storage bag to rummage through the spells.Mo Niannian knew that he had to leave, but he didn't dare to say any more, if it wasn't for him, they would not have been seized by the king of hell to persecute them.Mo Niannian felt guilty again after thinking about it, looking at the two people who were drawing the formation, he suddenly asked, "Yan...Teacher Yan?"

Yan Lang raised his eyebrows and glanced at her, she forced a smile: "I've heard Lu Yuan call you that."

Yan Lang nodded, cut his finger to sacrifice blood to the Yin-Yang Formation, and Mo Niannian asked again: "Teacher Yan, is it alright to lend your knife to the underworld?"

Lu Yuan's movements froze for a moment and he pricked up his ears, and he replied fluently: "Don't worry, it's not a big deal, it's just that I'm upset, and I was blackmailed by them just like that. They should also be looking for new inspirations." Let’s use some things to repair the evil mirror, and let them borrow it for decades, it’s not a problem.”

Mo Niannian felt much more at ease after hearing the words, but Lu Yuan was still half-hearted.

Not long after, the yin-yang formation was drawn, and during the time waiting for Zishi to arrive, Yan Lang kept silent, and occasionally squeezed Lu Yuan's hand to play with, also appearing absent-minded.Mo Niannian wanted to ask about Luoyejian, but he didn't dare to ask.So the three of them kept silent in this strange pattern until Mo Niannian was sent away.

Mo Niannian stepped into the yin and yang formation, turned her head and said "thank you" to Yan Lang, then took a deep look at Lu Yuan, then turned her head and set foot on her return journey.

Lu Yuan stood on the spot and watched the yin and yang array gradually darken and then disappear, and asked bluntly: "Seeing that you reacted so strongly in the Yan Luo Temple, it's not just a matter of being upset, right?"

Yan Lang touched his face: "As expected of my Xiao Yuan, he's really smart."

Lu Yuan looked at him with burning eyes, which made him a little startled.Of course he knew that Lu Yuan wanted to share with him, but there were some things that could not be done intentionally.What's more, all the efforts I made, in the final analysis, were just for Lu Yuan not to be involved in unnecessary right and wrong, so how could it make him worry.

In his mind, he quickly eliminated the key points of the matter, and picked out some truths: "I just don't want to lend them. The Nie Jingtai is a thing for identifying the merits and demerits of souls. They have neglected their duties and failed to keep it well. Why should I give it to them?" They wiped their asses because my knife has a similar function? What are you talking about? Even if you miss me, you can’t sit idly by.”

Lu Yuan looked at him silently for a while, and asked, "Didn't you say you have friendship?"

Yan Lang stroked his fingers, and said embarrassedly: "It's just that I'm familiar with King Qin Guang who is in charge of the Nie Jingtai, and there are also family members who seem to have saved King Lunzhuan before. This is not bragging to lie to you, it was true a long time ago It’s kind of a relationship.”

"They say you are the mirror envoy?"

Yan Lang looked back at him for a moment, then nodded: "To put it simply, the Secretary of the Mirror is a person directly chosen by the sky, and he is born with his own weapon, which can distinguish the good and evil of all things, such as my sword. Demon sword. If there are some heinous things that cannot be killed through normal channels, regardless of human beings, gods and ghosts, the mirror envoy has the power to execute them."

Lu Yuan was shocked by the real responsibility on Yan Lang's shoulders, and for a moment didn't know what to say, thinking that as expected, there were always things in him that he couldn't see through, things that he could only look up to.It took him a long time before he spoke again: "I have never seen any records in ancient books."

"There will be no records." Yan Lang suddenly showed some pity, "The mirror envoy will not show traces in the world. Maybe there are a few psychic families that have legends about the mirror envoy, but they will all keep the mirror envoy. as a legend."

"why?"

"Think about it, how unreasonable this is. The mirror envoy has the right and the ability to judge the good and evil of all things, but who will judge the good and evil of the mirror envoy himself? No one will really believe or want to Believe that such a person exists."

Lu Yuan thought about Yan Lang's words for a while, and felt that he seemed to be saying that he himself should not exist, so he whispered: "Heaven will judge."

Yan Lang smiled and didn't answer, Lu Yuan said again: "That's not right, as long as the Secretary of the Mirror has performed his duties, how can it be possible not to leave traces?"

"Although the Secretary of the Mirror has a lot of power, it is rarely really used. Most of the time I live in the world as a hunter. In fact, looking at it from another angle, the Secretary of the Mirror is just a hunter. A hunter who must rush ahead of everyone when he has to."

Lu Yuan clenched Yan Lang's fingers, and smiled a little forcedly: "Then do you have an organization called Si Jing Si?"

Yan Lang shook his head: "No, there is only one envoy in charge of the mirror."

"What do you mean?"

"Only when the soul of the previous Secretary of the Mirror is gone, the next one will appear as his successor, so as not to disperse power and make things inconvenient."

There seemed to be a wind blowing in the underworld, and the air was suddenly a bit chilly. Lu Yuan felt his heart crumpled: "Si Jingshi is so powerful, why is he still in reincarnation?"

Probably this is the check and balance, Yan Lang thought, he touched Lu Yuan's ear: "How can a flesh and blood body not be reincarnated? The mirror envoys of the past dynasties, as long as they didn't fall into a state of ghosts due to divine punishment or other accidents, they would Always continue your own ability. In other words, each mirror envoy is performing his duties in infinite reincarnation."

"So hunters are not qualified to leave memories, but mirror envoys, right?" Seeing Yan Lang acquiescing, Lu Yuan continued, "Then other mirror envoys will leave memories of their previous lives like you do in reincarnation?"

Yan Lang carefully organized the wording: "After reincarnation, the Secretary of the Mirror will get his own abilities and weapons at a special moment, and inherit the duties of the Mirror, and most of them will not have other things besides this. memory."

Lu Yuan stared at him in a daze, Yan Lang paused and continued: "But we have the right to choose whether to keep other things or not."

Some words were left unspoken, and Lu Yuan roughly understood that almost no mirror envoy would make such a choice, ordinary people have to bear so many burdens in their lifetime, let alone a mirror envoy.Every life is too heavy to bear, who would choose to add life after life?

Might as well forget to come clean.

Lu Yuan found it difficult to speak: "Then you...why?"

Yan Lang looked at Wang Chuanshui and said nothing, as if he was thinking about how to answer.

Lu Yuan waited for a while and seemed to forget that he was waiting for Yan Lang's answer. He looked at the ghosts coming and going by the Wangchuan River, and suddenly remembered something, got up and walked towards Po Meng.Yan Lang followed Lu Yuan to stand up, and Lu Yuan looked back at him and smiled: "I'm going to chat with Granny Meng, no eavesdropping is allowed."

Yan Lang nodded, and really leaned back to his original place and did not move.

Lu Yuan paced past, Granny Meng scooped up the soup by herself, and ignored him, he stood beside the cases and watched her work, his eyes fell on the bowl in Granny Meng's hand.

The bitter taste of this decoction seems a little familiar.

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Yan Lang's identity has been clarified so far, but many incidents involved behind this have not yet surfaced.