Imminent Misfortune [Rebirth]

For a long time, Lin Lingqing let Fang Zhiyuan hug him from behind like this.

In fact, he secretly hoped that Zhiyuan could vent, whether it was hugging himself and crying, or even pressing himself in the sea of ​​stars for a skin-to-skin kiss, the emotions that had been suppressed for too long had to be released to make him feel better.

But Fang Zhiyuan just hugged him from the beginning to the end, his arms tightened around his waist, his lips and the tip of his nose brushed against his neck, and then rubbed against his forehead against his long hair.

He was stubborn but did not dare to presumptuously confirm the existence of the person in his arms over and over again.

Such a light touch, a little itchy, and a little numb.

Lin Lingqing's heart ached to death.

He wanted to turn around and hug Fang Zhiyuan actively, but the latter held him tight and refused to make him move, his thin lips rubbed against his earlobe: "Don't."

Lin Lingqing had no choice but to stay still, pretending to be displeased and said, "It's so easy to meet, you can see me, but I can't see you, this is too unfair."

Fang Zhiyuan moved his fingers, and realized with hindsight: "You have been in my sea of ​​consciousness these days?"

"Mostly when I fall asleep. Occasionally wake up three or two times, just see how my little misfortune star seeks death and life..."

Lin Lingqing said slowly, "I also want to come out to see you earlier. It's just that my soul was not solid at that time, and I was afraid that if I changed my shape rashly, I might not be able to hold on for long, so I could only endure it. I didn't dare to look at you too much. , afraid that I can’t bear it.”

Fang Zhiyuan's eyes dimmed, "...then you know."

Lin Lingqing was about to speak, but was interrupted again, "Senior brother must say that you don't regret it, I know...you don't have to say it."

"..."

"I..." Fang Zhiyuan closed his eyes and backed away, shaking his head, "I have to send you back."

He joined Zhou Hai because he thought he was alone.Now that Lin Lingqing's soul is following him, it is impossible for him to let his senior brother be trapped in such a ghostly place with him...

Not to mention anything else, what if one day he falls first, is he going to let Lin Lingqing taste the taste of endless loneliness?

However, looking back at the vast sea, where is home?

Lin Lingqing: "Send me back? Can you go back?"

Fang Zhiyuan said blankly: "No... I didn't remember the way."

He was going to die with the determination to never look back, how could he remember the direction?

"I'm also to blame for not telling you." Lin Lingqing whispered, "I really didn't expect that you would...nor did I expect that Master said that he wanted to kill you back then, but there was such a reason behind it."

At that time, although he knew that there was a remnant soul in Fang Zhiyuan's sea of ​​consciousness, it was precisely because he was only a remnant soul that he was afraid of giving hope and turning into despair, so he didn't dare to tell Fang Zhiyuan directly when he was dying.

On the contrary, before going to Panyu Realm, he once told Yu Hongtang through Gu Baoen's mouth, saying that if he died, he could use this to persuade your brother Ayuan not to do stupid things.

But he didn't expect Fang Zhiyuan's heart to die immediately after knowing the truth about the cursed star, he didn't even dare to see Yu Hongtang's face, and went to the sky directly.

"..."

Fang Zhiyuan's face was slightly pale, and he coughed weakly, "That girl is probably trying to kill me."

Lin Lingqing didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Forget it, forget it, the soul tree is still in Yujie, why don't you just turn around and walk in the opposite direction when you came back first, maybe halfway you can sense that little brown sugar is calling us with the power of the soul tree?"

Fang Zhiyuan's face was even worse: "No way. The soul tree was destroyed by me."

Lin Lingqing's eyes widened: "What? You—you destroyed the soul tree!?"

Fang Zhiyuan: "...Yes."

Lin Lingqing was stunned for a long time, and gradually came to his senses, he said to himself: "That's right, if you want to prevent the Panyu people from sneaking into Yujie with their shells, the soul wood is indeed a hidden danger. You are right to destroy it, very right. "

"..."

But no matter what, this road still has to go.In the end, after some discussion between the two, they decided to turn around and walk back to have a look... while walking.

The days of wandering in the Zhou Sea are long and boring.Lin Lingqing's soul resided in Fang Zhiyuan's sea of ​​consciousness, and the latter finally started to tidy up his barren sea of ​​consciousness.

He himself doesn't mind living a monotonous life, but he can't do it if he wrongs his senior brother.

The scene in the Sea of ​​Consciousness is freely manipulated by the master. Now that Fang Zhiyuan has awakened the ghost of the evil star, the power of the soul is already incomparable to those Panyu people who fly to the fairyland, and it is not difficult to change the world in a single thought.

Anyway, the vast sea of ​​​​Zhou, no matter how vast the stars are, I am tired of seeing them.

Only Lin Lingqing is the one who never gets tired of watching, he is happy to play with his senior brother all the time.

What is it that the autumn moon shines on the spring flowers, and the summer sun floats the winter snow; what puts Xuyun and Snow Bone City together, and then connects the white lotus pond in front of Lin Lingqing cave to the red lotus abyss...

Another example is to transform the swords that Lin Lingqing broke off one by one, and stage a drama where the devil's harem and concubines compete for favor...

It's a pity that Fang Zhiyuan really can't play, and he can't coax others to play.

When he ran out of tricks, he could only listen to his senior brother, whatever Lin Lingqing wanted, he would give.

And Lin Lingqing has a restless heart in his bones, of course he can't have fun by himself, leaving the little misfortune by his side.

As a result, Fang Zhiyuan always wanted to make Lin Lingqing happy at first, but then he changed his appearance and became a disaster star under the instruction of his senior brother and started to tease himself...

Just like the present.

Fang Zhiyuan sat helplessly on the bank of the river, under the dense shade of trees above his head, and the sun shone through the cracks.He called weakly, "Brother... are you alright?"

He was holding a pair of fluffy squirrel balls in his arms, and one was lying on top of his head, and it was awkward how to put his hands.

Lin Lingqing was wearing a simple white coat with trousers rolled up to his knees. He was catching fish in the river.

Fang Zhiyuan's brows were tightly furrowed, he always felt the opposite.

Even if you really want to catch fish, no matter how you think about it, you should go to the river to do the work by yourself, and let the beautiful little fairy like my brother hold this furry creature...

But Lin Lingqing liked to see him awkward, saying it was fun; of course, catching fish was not for catching fish, it was just for fun.

Occasionally a fish slipped from his hand, and the silvery water splashed on his face under the sun, Lin Lingqing covered his eyes and laughed, and then Fang Zhiyuan, who turned back to rush to the shore, also laughed.

... After being taken to the immortal road by his master for so many years, he is still a mortal by nature, a pure youth.

It is impossible for a mortal to be a teenager forever.

They will grow up, will be bent over by daily necessities, will be clouded by fame and wealth, and the injustice of the world will carve wrinkles on their cheeks one after another.

Only Lin Lingqing will always be a mortal boy.

Fang Zhiyuan was bewildered unconsciously.Holding a squirrel's tail in his hand, he said with a low smile, "I haven't seen you like this for a long time."

"What about me?" Lin Lingqing stroked his long hair with a smile, water drops dripped from the tip of the hair into the pool, "The innocence is still there?"

He said, but simply changed the appearance of his soul.The young boy in white robes, about twelve or thirteen years old, smiled and stretched out his hands, one foot deep and the other shallow, and rushed towards him dripping water.

Her curved eyes are shining brightly, her voice is tender like a flower bud, "A Yuan, A Yuan, come and give Qing'er a hug."

Fang Zhiyuan's eyes flickered slightly, and he pursed his lips uncomfortably.Bending down, the squirrel sprinted down from him.

He lifted the child's buttocks and back, and easily picked Lin Lingqing out of the water.He closed his eyes again and leaned over, sniffing the faint fragrance of lotus on the young boy's body.

There is still a sense of unreality.

Really came over?

The two artificially created souls were born in a furnace cage called Yujie, with golden eyes of surveillance on their heads and feet on the deeply buried body of Pan Yuren.

For two lifetimes, he has struggled in the mud and refused to sink, with all his heart and soul, painstaking efforts, and the sword in his hand has never yielded for a moment.

But at this moment, the fog was cleared away layer by layer, the truth of dual cultivation of yin and yang was enlightened, the yin bodies finally stood upright, and the yin energy of the Panyu people who wanted to refine the furnace was drawn away , all beings in the education world have also awakened their fighting spirit...

Their spiritual consciousness is still alive, and they can still be together in Xintiandi, playing such meaningless games and having fun all day long.

Fang Zhiyuan felt that this was a bit too happy, but it made him uneasy.

But after thinking about it again, in fact...it was just playing with my lover by the river for a while, it was an ordinary day.

However, it is too rare for them.

Seeing him distracted, the white-clothed boy in his arms kissed him presumptuously: "A Yuan!"

Fang Zhiyuan blinked, and saw Xiao Xianjun raised a pair of black and clear eyes, pointed with his little hand, and said arrogantly, "What are you doing in a daze, go grill the fish."

……

At dusk, Fang Zhiyuan lit a fire.

They grill fish.

Although you can't really eat into your stomach, as long as you think about the taste of grilled fish in your spiritual consciousness, and your thoughts become real, you can pretend to be eating.

The flames crackled on dry branches with fish on them.

Lin Lingqing returned to his adult body, pillowed on Fang Zhiyuan's lap, chatting casually.

If it's really gossip, "Which one looks better, my black hair or the white hair", "Are you still saying that Si Junchou is not good enough for me", "What kind of food will I eat fish with?"...

Fang Zhiyuan imagined a white velvet blanket to cover him, and he divided the fish carefully with a small dagger.

He picked out all the thorns, big and small, and put the delicious flesh on the thick leaves he picked, and handed them over, "Here, get up and eat."

Lin Lingqing squinted her phoenix eyes and stood up, took a step closer to hug him, and bit his ear: "You didn't even say hello to me."

When that body came close, it was obviously a soul, but it had a warm temperature, like the fire in front of people to keep warm.

Fang Zhiyuan felt that his whole body was on fire, and with a shake of his hand, he almost dropped the fish.

So hot.

It was hot as if something was going to burst out.

The two of them have been together for too long and know each other too well.Not just lovers, but also siblings, faith, and mutual redemption.

They have done everything that should be done and possible to be done between all close people.

Even if there were some ridiculous misunderstandings - such as the harem, reconciliation, who loves the other first and who doesn't love the other... now they all talk about it one by one, and there is no more barriers.

It is precisely because of this that there were few young lovers between them who blushed and hid their hearts, shyness and innocence, quarreling again and again, playing petty temper and then reconciling... Now it is even more impossible.

Even if they sometimes practice double cultivation with their souls and bodies, they do it frankly to please each other and share the cloud and rain.

But shouldn't the Taoist couple who are really with each other for a long time live their lives year after year?

Fang Zhiyuan grabbed Lin Lingqing's wrist, pulled the blanket off his body, and spread it on the gravel on the river bank.The other palm rested on the back of his head and pushed the man down on it.

Lin Lingqing was still laughing, and kicked him with his toes: "Oh, you! The fish will be cold, and it won't taste good when it's cold."

With desire burning in Fang Zhiyuan's eyes, he took off his shoes and socks.Her thin lips moved, and her voice was hoarse: "It won't be cold."

……

In the middle of the night, the fire went out.

The two were lying on the bank of the river cuddled together, with few stars above their heads.Lin Lingqing was sleepy, humming softly and leaning against Fang Zhiyuan's arms, asking the number to show him.

"Brother, you haven't played enough in one day, isn't that too naive?" Fang Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows in disgust, "Listen to me and count for you, there is one, two, three, four..."

The river murmured in the distance, and the summer insects began to cry.

Lin Lingqing closed her eyes and smiled, and said softly, "Zhiyuan, after we return to Yujie, you can take me to the Underworld to find Master's soul, okay?"

Fang Zhiyuan had finished counting, he was silent for a while, and said, "Okay."

"Then go to see Xiao Hongtang and ask her to lock you up and hang you. I won't intercede for you."

Fang Zhiyuan still said: "Okay."

As he spoke, he smiled sadly.

After we returned to the education world...

How can there be after.

Senior brother, how could he not know that this rare moment of peace is at the price of keeping the evil star away.

If he returns to Yujie, this Yin Qi will also return.If the people of Panyu were given another chance to refine the cauldron, and the war between the two worlds ignited again, who would be able to smile so carefree again?

So, even if you really found your way home.

He can't...

He wants to send Lin Lingqing home, and he wants to send this eternal young man back to the real world of mortals, and that is the time of separation.

At that time, he could finally embark on his own lonely journey with complete relief.

"...Then, Zhiyuan."

Suddenly there was a voice close to the ear.

"This time, let's say goodbye to everyone and start our journey again, shall we?"

Fang Zhiyuan's heart trembled, and he turned around in astonishment.

"you……"

"I said, no matter where your soul goes, I will always be with you."

Lin Lingqing put his arms around his neck and comforted him in a low voice: "Look at this sea of ​​stars, there are only you and me in the world, isn't it good?"

"……nonsense."

"By the way, didn't Xiao Hongtang still say that her life is not long? That little girl has already broken through the world, so let's take her with me, so there will be three of us."

"..."

"Perhaps, after cultivating for a long time in this sea of ​​space, we will all become very powerful within a few years, and each of us will beat and kick the Panyu world."

"Master."

Fang Zhiyuan said hoarsely, "Don't say it, don't say it."

He pulled Lin Lingqing into his arms with all his strength, like a treasure in his arms.When closing his eyes, the eyelashes slantedly cast two shadows on the bridge of the nose, and his Adam's apple rolled, "I..."

His lips and tongue were congested, and his heart was sore, Fang Zhiyuan couldn't speak.He wanted to say, "Thank you", but felt unfamiliar; wanted to say "I'm sorry", but felt hypocritical.

I want to say "Don't sacrifice for me again", I want to say "I really can't hurt you again", but I know best in my heart that Senior Brother is really happy...

So at the end, he breathed unsteadily and kissed Lin Lingqing's lips, and said vaguely with his breath, "I love you deeply."

Lin Lingqing was stunned.

He didn't come back to his senses for a long time, and even thought he heard it wrong, but he saw that Fang Zhiyuan's ears were red, and he buried his face on his shoulder, and refused to lift it up for a long time.

After a long time, Mo Jun stretched out an elegant smile between his brows and eyes.

He raised his hand as a gesture to hit, but in the end he stroked Fang Zhiyuan's head very gently.

"Little bad thing, you only give me this sentence in two lifetimes."