Conscientiously making soy sauce

Demons are rampant, and the people on the earth are in misery.The villages and towns are desolate, and ghosts and ghosts appear at night, without the slightest appearance of the world.In the village, owls screamed at night, foxes ran rampant, ghosts were everywhere, and no one could be seen.Many villages are extremely dilapidated, and even the emperor issued an edict of guilt, just asking God to open his eyes and stabilize the thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.

Because of the unstable situation, the originally low-key sects all sent disciples to restore the balance between good and evil, and the world will be completely overturned if this continues.The disciples of the various sects and the casual cultivators who previously ignored world affairs all participated in the battle between good and evil. After a hundred years, the situation was finally stabilized, and the righteous way gained a little bit of the upper hand.However, each disciple's hands were covered with blood, and his whole body was entangled with cause and effect.

Just for the common people in the world, no longer caring about myself.

In the village where no one can be seen and the weeds are overgrown, I don’t know how long it has been abandoned. A group of people held a sharp sword and faced several demons, chasing and killing them all the way. There were originally five or six demons, but now there are only two or three left. At the end of the road, the dog is in a hurry to jump over the wall.

"You hypocrites..." a demon roared, "Why do you have no selfish thoughts or demons for the sake of the common people? We are disgusted by pretending to be honest and gentlemen."

The white-haired Lu Yimeng held a sword in his hand, he was too lazy to listen to any nonsense, and he killed him with a savage sword. He watched the black air dissipate, and said indifferently, "Speak up."

He glanced coldly at the young disciples who originally wanted to talk to those young disciples, and said with a slag in his voice, "Go down, don't get in the way."

Because he is unsmiling, with frost all over his body, he speaks coldly without the slightest emotion, and the few disciples who dare to act coquettish and rascal in front of other teachers and uncles are all obedient and like little chickens, and immediately shrink back When I go back, I can't wait to put a handle on my mouth, and I must absolutely not offend this icy uncle.

Otherwise, I don't know how to freeze to death.

With a wave of his hand, Lu Yimeng didn't spare his own spiritual power, and directly and cleanly wiped out the remaining few with a move that hurt both sides, directly causing these demons to perish completely without entering the cycle of reincarnation.Even though his spiritual power was emptied, he still looked at the place where the black energy dissipated expressionlessly...

Devil, everyone deserves to die.

"Uncle Lu is so powerful." Looking at Gu Jue's straight back, a female disciple blushed, because there were no monsters for the time being, and the female disciple could finally relax a little.

A few people sat down without any image. They were too tired and chased them all the way.If it wasn't for Uncle Lu's perseverance, they wouldn't be so tired that they could only stick out their tongues and pant for breath.

Now, several demons have been exterminated, and the sky is slightly bright. After a night, they should be able to rest.

"Of course Martial Uncle Lu is great, but it's a pity that Martial Uncle never accepts disciples. He always travels alone." Another disciple took out a cake from his bag, drank a saliva and ate half of it, mumbled softly.

"I said, is Master Lu always so expressionless? But this is also very handsome." The female disciple is a little shy, Master Lu is highly respected and has a high strength and success in cultivation, so why doesn't she like such a talent.

"Don't think too much about it." Another senior disciple is also gnawing on the advice of the meat buns, his mouth is full of buns, and he doesn't have the air of a cultivator. "I heard that Master Lu already has someone in his heart. I am so infatuated. I have never said a word to other people in these years."

"There is someone? Then why..." Why is Uncle Lu still alone for so many years, full of loneliness, and his back is always full of deep sadness that cannot be dissipated.

"It is said that in order to save Master Lu, that person has already... that person can be regarded as an infatuated person." The disciple sighed, and whispered more and more, "Mr. Lu's hair also turned gray at that time, and it turned white overnight. On weekdays, Master Lu is also everywhere. Looking for all kinds of treasures, it is said that they want to bring that person back to life. But how can such a heaven-defying move be successful?"

Suddenly the disciples felt the icy sight that could freeze people to death. They shrank their heads and necks and were as quiet as chickens.

Resurrection... Resurrection... Lu Yimeng's eyes suddenly turned red, a demon, the demon pill was given to him, and he was killed by the Demon Slayer Sword, how could he be reincarnated?He has long since disappeared from the world.

It's just that he is not reconciled, he is not reconciled.As long as there is a glimmer of hope, he will look for it.All the feelings in this life have been intensified and colorful after the little demon appeared, which made him have the idea of ​​being with the little demon for a long time.After losing that little demon, now he only sees black and white, only gloom.

Suddenly there was another burst of evil spirit, Lu Yimeng picked up the sword and waited for it.At this time, a strange pattern faintly appeared on the ground.

"Formation?" Lu Yimeng pushed the disciples behind him out of the formation with a backhand palm, "Hurry up and return to the sect, this place is too dangerous, don't stay here and go back immediately."

After making sure that several disciples smashed the teleportation talisman and left, Lu Yimeng settled down to observe the formation, and prepared to break it.

Suddenly, a dense white light enveloped the entire formation, and Lu Yimeng felt his body lighten as if he had been transported to some strange place.He squinted his eyes and became more and more serious. What are you going to do so much trouble for?

When I opened my eyes, I saw the surrounding mountains and clear waters, beautiful scenery, and a clear pond in front of me. You can see the white stones at the bottom of the pond, and you can see two or three small fishes, and the lush vegetation is bustling.

The strangeness around him made Lu Yimeng even more vigilant. After so many years of practice, he has already seen that this is a confusing formation. He doesn't know which ghostly place has turned into such a deceptive place with illusion.It is also easy to break, just find the heart and destroy it directly.

This kind of illusion tricked the disciples who had just practiced well enough, but for him it was just a matter of using his hands to break the formation.Lu Yimeng didn't want to waste time. With a shake of his hand, the sword flashed with a clear light. According to his current strength, he could break the formation directly, but it would take a little more effort, and he didn't bother to continue writing with the monsters here.It's better to kill a few more demons if you have so much effort.

Just as he was about to break through violently, suddenly, he froze.

Far away by the pond, a blue figure flickered, as if shrouded in fog, it was hard to see clearly, but Lu Yimeng could never forget that figure, like green willows by the lake in spring, like a clear stream in the forest , soft, weak and clean, just one glance can make people unforgettable.

Lu Yimeng was so shocked that he could hardly hold the sword in his hand.That's... that's his little demon, isn't the little demon dead?At this time, he forgot that maybe it was a trap of demons, and he forgot that he wanted to kill demons.All he wanted was one more look, one more look.Over the years, the little demon never fell asleep.

He drew many portraits of his little demon, and every night he begged to dream of the little demon again, but every time he woke up, there was only disappointment, boundless disappointment.

Even if it's a dream, even if it's fake, he wants to deceive himself.

This time he knew it was a trap, and he knew it was an illusion, but he still couldn't help it.He walked faster and faster, the thin figure of that figure was exactly the same as in the memory.He grabbed the man's arm and wanted to say something but couldn't.

"Brother Lu?" The man turned his head, with exactly the same eyebrows and eyes, the same temperament, and exactly the same cleanliness, as if he had just separated a second ago.

The corners of his little demon's brows and eyes are as bright as snow melting into clouds, a piece of clarity.

His little demon smiles clearly and his voice is gentle, "Brother Lu, what's wrong with you? Why are you so nervous? Did you dream about meeting some kind of monster again? Didn't Brother Lu agree with me not to care about those things? Last time I was injured, Big Brother Lu took me here and said he would take good care of me."

"Brother Lu forgot?" The little demon tilted his head, just as he remembered, ignorant of the mundane world, as transparent as the first drop of morning dew on the tip of a leaf in spring.Lu Yimeng stared blankly, a little bewildered.

"Brother Lu?" Xiao Yao became more and more worried.

"Last time?" Lu Yimeng was taken aback.

"That's right, last time that demon took over Big Brother Lu's body. I used a sword to break the seal on my body, and I almost lost my mind. Did Big Brother Lu forget?" Frowning, he raised his hand worriedly and touched his forehead, "What's the matter, did Brother Lu fall asleep or feel unwell? Could it be that Brother Lu hasn't got rid of the evil energy in his body yet?"

"Then Brother Lu, sit down quickly, I'll help Brother Lu..." Before he could finish speaking, Lu Yimeng hugged the little demon into his arms.

A warm body, the temperature of life.

"Are you okay?" Lu Yimeng seemed to be crying and laughing, he repeated "Are you okay? You're okay. You're okay, yes you're okay."

"It's fine if you're fine, it's fine if you're fine."

"Of course I'm fine. Brother Lu has been with me and coaxed me all the time. I'm very happy. It's also thanks to Brother Lu during this time, otherwise I would have been out of my wits." His little demon blushed and hooked his fingers Fingers shake gently, "Brother Lu, we...we...I think...me"

Her eyes were so shy that she didn't dare to look directly into his eyes, her face was as red as an apple blossom, extremely pure and charming.

Lu Yimeng smiled, and hugged the little demon tightly into his arms again, rubbing his mouth next to the little demon's ears, the little demon's earlobes were round and exquisite, very pretty.Lu Yimeng said softly, "I think about it too. I've thought about it for a long, long time. I won't leave this time. We'll be together forever this time."

"En" His little demon nodded shyly, even a little embarrassed to look at him.He lifted the little demon's chin with his hand and gently leaned his mouth against it.

Lu Yimeng became more and more impulsive, he grabbed the little demon's slender waist, entangled his tongue, and nearly swallowed the little demon into his stomach. .

By the time the kiss was over, his little demon couldn't even stand up.

"Go back to the room." He kissed the long black silk hair again.When leaving with the little demon in his arms, he glanced at the blurred white light in the distance, looked at the false distant mountain with obvious loopholes in the distance, and smiled slightly.

In his arms is the person he has been thinking about for so many years. This is not his little demon, but his little demon.

All of these are illusions in his mind.His longing, his guilt, and his deep lovesickness reconstructed a living and exactly the same little demon.

This is a phantom formation, but he has also been tired all these years, tired.To be able to be with the little demon, he is willing to fall into it and never wake up again.

After looking for it for so long, thinking about it for so long, the poison of love has already penetrated into the bone, lingering into the soul, and even evisceration cannot remove it.

"Brother Lu, I picked some fruits just now, they are very sweet." His little demon said softly, his ears turning red, "Brother Lu, do you want to eat something first?"

"I want to hug you, I want to hug you." Lu Yimeng smiled softly, "I want to be with you all the time."

"Brother Lu... are you really willing to stay with me and never leave again?" His little demon bit his lip. "The two of us? Brother Lu is not killing demons anymore?"

"Yes, I am willing. I don't want anything now, as long as I am with you, I am willing." Even if he died here, he was willing.Looking at Xiao Yao's energetic appearance, hugging his fresh body, the big hole in his heart seemed to be filled.That's it, that's good.

The room is clean, the beds, chairs, and cabinets are exquisite and elegant, the blue window curtains are embroidered with willow and peach blossoms, and the golden bed hooks are carved with thin and shallow patterns. There is a faint fragrance in the room.

Sweet, the faint sweet fragrance from the little demon's body.

He put the little demon on the bed, slowly unbuttoned the cyan gown, and slowly pulled out the blue hairpin from the little demon's hair so that the black hair covered his back magnificently.

His little demon closed his eyes, trembled slightly, and blushed like a fire.

He pressed down lightly, the skin under his body was warm and smooth, with icy muscles and fine bones.The little demon under him is what he has searched for for three lives and three generations and then lost.

But in this phantom formation, in this dream that he doesn't want to wake up, he will completely own him.

The bed curtain falls, the willows are full of love and peach blossoms, and the spring is endless on the bed.

In the dark and gloomy cave, the walls are damp and sticky, and all kinds of centipedes and poisonous insects are crawling around.The stench made people want to vomit, and the white-haired Taoist priest lying in the dirtiest corner closed his eyes and smiled happily.He gently surrounded it with his hands, as if hugging the most precious treasure in the world.

"We will always be together." In the phantom array, Lu Yimeng kissed the little demon who was too tired and powerless to lie down, and gently kissed his forehead, the tip of his nose, and the corners of his mouth, "Forever. Life and death together, three lives and three lives." Not enough, life after life together, are you willing?"

"Of course I am willing." His little demon stretched out his hand and wrapped it around his neck, his eyes were full of spring water, "I am happy with Big Brother Lu."

I don't know where it started, and it goes deep. The living can die, and the dead can live.

I don't know how long it has passed, and I don't know how the years have changed.

A phantom array, in fact, can be broken according to Lu Yimeng's strength, but he doesn't, he uses his own obsession and spiritual power to overdraw his own life, strengthening layer by layer, imprisoning himself more and more in the In the phantom array, indulge in false perfection.

"Brother Lu, are you feeling better today?"

Lu Yimeng, who was full of white hair and looked haggard and lifeless, was lying on the bed, stroking the little demon's face contentedly.He weakly coughed twice, "Sing me a song."

"Brother Lu, are you really alright?"

"It's okay." Lu Yimeng shook his head, "It's okay."

Although his life was spent maintaining this phantom formation, he was willing.

"You sing a song... I like to listen to it." Lu Yimeng stared at the little demon's face, which was still so beautiful and detailed, as if drawn with fine brushwork.

For the situation in front of him, he is willing to deceive himself, willing to sacrifice his life to a piece of hypocrisy.

"It's the spring and autumn, or the twinkling of the night, who would rather make the wrong mistake?" Lu Yimeng listened, and slowly closed his eyes.The surrounding things lost their spiritual power and life support and began to fade their colors and their glamorous coats.

The Taoist priest, full of lifelessness, held his chest firmly, and held the little demon's hand tightly. The little demon in blue was singing in a melodious voice, and the singing was quiet and pleasant. Gradually, the surroundings became dark, and gradually only the horrible cave remained, gradually revealing all the truth. The little demon also turned into dots of green fireflies and disappeared.

Lu Yimeng's final life was used to maintain the little demon in his heart.It is used to fabricate a perfect dream, a dream that is known to be false and impossible to realize.

The dark and damp cave is still as horrible and smelly, but there is no longer a white-haired Taoist somewhere, only a thick white bone lying on the ground, the flesh and blood clothes on his body have long been rotten, but there is only a light and delicate touch on the heart. A withered willow branch fell.I don't know what kind of secret treasure or magic weapon was used. Although the willow branch looks dead for a long time, it is so well preserved.There is a faint light in this dark cave, and even the poisonous insects detour, even if they gnawed away the flesh and blood of the Taoist priest, they did not touch the dead branch.

The poisonous insects rustled and crawled around, covering the skeleton, perhaps it had been a long time.The bones were suddenly scattered all over the ground.Only the terrifying white metacarpal bone still protects the chest.

Protect that little willow branch.Before and after death, use all your strength to protect that one thought.

No one knows what kind of dream this terrible skeleton covered with poisonous insects and ants had.

It's the spring and autumn, or the twinkling of the night, who is willing to make mistakes.

The poisonous insects crawled all over, and the bones would soon become gray and broken, but the small willow branches still had a faint light, clean.

It will always fall in the chest cavity, and it will always fall in the center of the heart.

The author has something to say: Uh, extra fan, extra fan, ho ho, in fact, Taoist priests know that everything is fake from the beginning to the end.

The next world is still ancient.