Imminent Misfortune [Rebirth]

After the two left the small town and returned to the Xuyun Sect on Taiqing Island, unexpectedly... the aftermath of the storm was far from subsiding.

Fang Zhiyuan began to feel sensitively that the way Lin Lingqing stared at him changed.

Although the later demon king swears to the sky dumbfoundingly that this is definitely the look in the eyes of "a drowning man longing for straw".

However, in the eyes of Fang Xiaofuxing back then, this must be the look in the eyes of Xiao Xianjun "one day he suddenly found that the little wild dog he brought home would stand upside down", which made him feel anxious and humiliated.

Fang Zhiyuan wished he could have thorns all over his body.

But Lin Lingqing followed him every day like a ghost, and asked some questions that made him want to be stabbed even more.

Bright morning.In the depths of Xuyun Mountain, a huge stone wall stands, the upper part is covered with moss, but the lower part has deep and shallow knife marks criss-crossing it.

Fang Zhiyuan, who had just recovered from his injuries, held a knife in both hands, breathed out regularly, and tried to concentrate.

The body of the knife is pitch black, but it is no longer the tattered iron knife of the past, but the immortal weapon "Calamity Tooth" forged by Yin Changxin himself.

He carefully narrowed his eyes, and whispered the mantra to himself: "The fire is falling to the west, the cold is gradually falling, and the wild geese are flying. It's the time to kill, and the next knife will take the position of Kun, with nine points of strength..."

Just a few steps behind him, Lin Lingqing was eating melon seeds in a paper bag, blinking and asking, "Why do you want to protect people who hate you?"

The corner of Fang Zhiyuan's eyes twitched, and he tried not to let himself be disturbed by it: "...Kun position, nine points of strength..."

Lin Lingqing: "Why?"

The knife intent that had finally been condensed was still scattered, Fang Zhiyuan gritted his teeth, and felt a thin tendon jumping on his forehead: "I don't have any."

Lin Lingqing: "You have."

Fang Zhiyuan finally couldn't bear it anymore, and slashed at him angrily: "You have it! I think you have evil disease!!"

Lin Lingqing tapped his feet and turned half of his body lightly.He saw the timing of the knife tip coming in, and with his aura, he pushed and led, and easily grabbed Fang Zhiyuan's weapon in his hand.

Fang Zhiyuan was surprised and angry: "You...!"

Lin Lingqing stared at him steadfastly, playing with the long knife in his hand: "You are not a person who swallows your anger, nor is it a fool who wants to lose his smile when he is beaten. Tell me why."

Lin Lingqing: "Does protecting others make you feel happy?"

Lin Lingqing: "Even if you don't get well, even if you get revenge for your kindness, would you still feel happy?"

Lin Lingqing: "A Yuan, do you think the savior..."

Fang Zhiyuan covered his head, defeated by a more severe sense of loss of strength than when he lost blood: "——Enough, you shut up. Brother, shut up."

This situation has been going on for several days, Fang Zhiyuan finally couldn't stand being annoyed by Lin Lingqing, and just wanted to drive this guy away quickly.

He took a deep breath, raised his hand suddenly, and said coldly: "Come on, what do you see?"

Lin Lingqing looked in the direction of Fang Zhiyuan's finger, and saw a clump of wild fairy flowers growing on the cliff from where they were standing.It is light golden yellow with a few traces of red, and the petals are gently blown by the wind, so lovely.

"flower?"

Fang Zhiyuan nodded: "Does it look good?"

Lin Lingqing: "It looks good."

Fang Zhiyuan: "Pleasing to the eye?"

Lin Lingqing: "Indeed."

Fang Zhiyuan sneered, and his tone didn't fluctuate: "Now if you walk over this flower, it will wither, and if you touch it, you will die - do you stand far away to please your heart and your eyes, or do you have to insist on it?" Go up and pick a bunch of smelly rotten flowers and dead leaves?"

Lin Lingqing was silent, and thought for a long time before opening his mouth: "Of course we should watch from afar."

Fang Zhiyuan continued: "Okay, since you think the flowers are beautiful and pleasing to the eye, you are willing to look at them from a distance. Now if there is an evil thing coming to destroy the flowers—"

"Are you going to drive away the evil thing so that you can continue to look at the flower, or let the evil thing destroy the flower so that you will never have to look at it again?"

"..."

Lin Lingqing fell silent again.

"Satisfied?" Fang Zhiyuan took two steps forward, snatched the knife in his hand, and said in disgust, "Give me back the knife, you, get out of here."

When the cold knife was taken away from his palm, Fang Zhiyuan didn't notice that Lin Lingqing's fingers were trembling slightly.

It was as if the skylight had suddenly opened up.

It turned out to be like this...it was like this...

At this moment, Lin Lingqing suddenly understood Fang Zhiyuan's way of thinking, which is extremely strange to ordinary people, obviously distorted, but has its own logic in a wonderful place.

As Fang Zhiyuan is a cursed star, the happiness and consummation of ordinary people is beyond his reach.

Just like in that small city, the city lord would rather sacrifice his life to protect the people, the people are grateful to the city lord, and the city lord's husband and wife are both loving and loving... These warmths are destined to be beyond the taste of the evil stars.

And after accepting such a fate, Fang Zhiyuan unexpectedly showed no jealousy, no resentment, no hatred...

Treat the beauty of the world as flowers that can only be seen from a distance and not played with, and are even willing to draw their swords for the beautiful flowers.

Even if the red rose has thorns, the thorns will hurt your fingers.

He is also willing.

After all, for the unlucky star, he only deserves this bit of "pleasing to the eye".

What can be done?If he had to give up even this, he would really... In all directions, there would be nothing but darkness and filth.

Standing in such a peaceful mountain with clear sky and white clouds above his head, and fragrant grass under his feet, Lin Lingqing was overwhelmed by complicated emotions in his chest.

He didn't know what this emotion was called, only that the pain mixed with it made it difficult for him to breathe.

Lin Lingqing turned her head quickly, her white robe fluttering.Seeing Fang Zhiyuan's back walking with a knife in hand, he suddenly said in a stern voice, "What if the flowers can live? Don't you want to pick them?"

Fang Zhiyuan didn't look back, but stood still.

"I don't want to," he said.

Miraculously, Lin Lingqing's mind flashed at this moment.

He suddenly understood what Fang Zhiyuan meant. What this person said was that he didn't want to, not because he didn't want to, but because he didn't want to think about it.

Fang Zhiyuan clenched the handle of the knife, and said coldly: "Lin Lingqing, you are too greedy."

"You're not like me... I only ask for what I can get. I don't have time to think about what I can't ask for."

Lin Lingqing's eyes were sharp, and out of nowhere came out of him an unwilling stubbornness, and he said firmly: "Who says you can't ask for it."

With a gesture of raising his hand, he broke off the clump of fairy flowers on the cliff, and the spiritual energy poured into the broken stems, and the flowers were even more colorful and brilliant than when they grew on the mountain.

Lin Lingqing said: "If you can't ask for it, I will give it to you."

What he got in exchange was a sarcasm from the cursed star:

"You? Can you afford it?"

Fang Zhiyuan turned half of his face, under the black hair blown by the wind, his eyes were sharp and piercing.

"Lin Lingqing, you are so greedy, you don't know what to choose, you ask for everything - you don't even think about whether you can hold it! One day, you will pay for yourself."

Lin Lingqing lowered her eyes, held the flowers in her hands and said nothing.

"By the time……"

The fingers holding the knife tightened imperceptibly, Fang Zhiyuan turned his head away, his eyes gleaming with darkness.

"Remember clearly that it's your fault, don't blame others."

After finishing speaking, Fang Zhiyuan turned around and left.

Lin Lingqing held the fairy flower and stood on the edge of the cliff for a long time.

Ever since he followed Yin Changxin on his journey to immortality, he always asked questions, asked questions about everything, dared to question anything, and no one could beat him.

The master said that his mind is too exquisite, and his thoughts are always too deep and complicated.She is well-behaved on the surface, but arrogant in her heart, like a wild horse that cannot be tamed.

Only Fang Zhiyuan.

Only this little misfortune he picked up can make him dumb.

Lin Lingqing lowered his head and closed his eyes, and lightly sniffed the fragrance of the flowers in his hand.

He still couldn't see the world clearly, and he didn't know how to save it.But at least at this moment, he felt that he saw a fairy.

The demons that had been entrenched for many years disappeared in one day.

……

By the time Fang Zhiyuan withdrew his saber gesture, it was already sunset and the crows were returning to their nests.

After returning to the sheath, the calamity tooth dissipated in the hand, and the fatigue after intense consumption swept the whole body.

Fang Zhiyuan was dizzy for a while, fell two steps forward and couldn't stand still, and fell straight down.

Fortunately, this piece of land is considered grass, and there are no sharp stones, so I am not afraid of falling over.Fang Zhiyuan stood on the ground and slowed down, and only slowly got up when the feeling of top-heavy passed.

He stared at his palms that were shaking from exhaustion, and belatedly realized that Lin Lingqing didn't care about him.

He didn't care about his practice, which obviously exceeded the limit of his body's load, and he didn't drag him back to rest and eat at noon.

This is……

Angry and don't want to talk to him anymore?

Fang Zhiyuan was silent, with an inexplicable feeling in his heart. When he said more exaggerated things before, that person also looked like he didn't care.

His thoughts suddenly became chaotic, and Fang Zhiyuan suddenly realized what he was thinking.His chest felt cold, and he thought to himself in astonishment: What's wrong with me?

Isn't Lin Lingqing ignoring himself and alienating himself as a disaster from now on, isn't it what he has been longing for all along?

In the end, he has been swearing at Lin Lingqing from the very beginning, and he has no good attitude, isn't it just for today?

"..."

Fang Zhiyuan's face darkened, if he hadn't been so exhausted, he wished he could slap himself on the face to wake him up.

I just said that Lin Lingqing was greedy, but what about him...

How to also begin to indulge.

Fang Zhiyuan was exhausted, and walked back to the bamboo house where they lived almost step by step.

As soon as he raised his hand to push the door open, Yu Hongtang jumped out and hugged his thigh: "Brother get lost!"

"...Who is it called?" Fang Zhiyuan's face darkened, and he raised his palm to slap the door frame, and the corner of the frame was dented immediately, and sawdust flew up.

"Oh, Brother A Yuan, what are you doing?" Yu Hongtang was not afraid of him, pouted her mouth and put her hips on her hips, "Brother Qing'er has to repair things again."

Fang Zhiyuan frowned, and glanced at the empty house without a trace: "Where is your brother Qing'er."

Yu Hongtang let out an "Ah", and said anxiously: "Brother A Yuan was all to blame for interrupting, Xiao Hongtang was about to say! Brother Qing'er hasn't come back, didn't he come with you? Where did he go?"

"--what?"

Fang Zhiyuan was stunned, "Didn't come back? Then at noon..."

Yu Hongtang nodded: "That's right, he didn't come back for lunch."

The red-clothed girl had a rare uneasy look on her face, she lowered her head and muttered: "Little Red Tang is so scared, last time when Brother Qing'er couldn't find him, he got sick outside... Later he burned for a long time and vomited blood , so scary!"

Yu Hongtang didn't finish her sentence.

Fang Zhiyuan had already turned around and rushed out the door.

At that moment... the panic that exploded in the brain easily defeated the exhaustion of the body.

Fang Zhiyuan couldn't recall how he ran to that cliff afterwards.

I only remember the sharp wind in my ears, and a setting sun that was about to fall was always hanging in the distance from the mountain peak.It was obviously a rugged and upward mountain road, but he didn't stop all the way.

Until they turned over a huge rock and turned to the open cliff.The sudden dazzling golden light made Fang Zhiyuan raise his hand to cover his eyes suddenly.

After a few breaths, he slowly lowered his arms.

As the field of vision became clearer, that usually stern face gradually turned into astonishment, Fang Zhiyuan could hardly believe his eyes.

flower.

Under the grand sunset and rosy clouds, the originally lonely cliffs have been surrounded by flowers and waves.

The young man in white robes holds flowers in his eyelashes, as beautiful as a fairy.

Lin Lingqing was still standing at the original place, his eyes half-closed and drooping slightly, holding the bouquet of wild fairy flowers with both hands.

But those pale golden flowers that were originally just a bouquet have grown crazily in the palm of the little fairy like a miracle, blooming all over the entire cliff under the setting sun.

Branches adorned with green and tender leaves hang down from Lin Ling's green and slender fingers, spreading, spreading...

On the ground by the cliff, it took root again, opened branches and leaves, formed exquisite buds, and bloomed golden flowers, layer upon layer, like a soft and thick golden velvet blanket, enough to reach knees.

When the long wind blows all over, the flower waves are really like water waves, swaying in layers.

Even the carved stone wall where he had practiced the sword was covered by the rushing flowers into a golden and soft appearance.

"you……"

Fang Zhiyuan was dizzy from the overly shocking Hua Guangguang.His whole body was sore and limp, and he knelt down on the ground, gasping for breath while coughing.

Lin Lingqing's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the light of the setting sun splashed a trace of red gold on them.

He slowly opened his eyes as if aware of it, and turned his head to look at Fang Zhiyuan. The silver tassels tied on the white fur coat moved without wind.

Fang Zhiyuan coughed so hard that he was almost dying, his back was drenched in cold sweat, he looked at the flowers that had spread in front of him with shaking eyes, and suddenly realized something.

The reason why the fairy flower grows like this is because it absorbed the aura that overflowed when the monk broke through.

The aura of the surrounding world was fluctuating, and the atmosphere around Lin Lingqing was also subtly different.

"..."

Fang Zhiyuan just wanted to smile wryly.

Has this person actually made a breakthrough...

There is no retreat to meditate, no elixirs to protect her, and it only took such a short time from early morning to evening to stand on such a broken cliff... I don't know whether to call it a monster or a fairy god.

And he was so worried that he came to find someone in such a mess, which was too funny.

Therefore, worrying about Lin Lingqing is like an ant standing in front of a rain puddle, worrying whether the lion will drown.

Lin Lingqing left Hualang and walked towards Fang Zhiyuan step by step.

The long-lost breakthrough, the long-lost meridians being washed by the aura of heaven and earth, made Lin Lingqing's thinking a little dull and foggy.

The little fairy in white was scented with flowers all over her body, and her hands were full of golden flowers. She tilted her head and asked softly, "A Yuan...can I ask you?"

"..."

Fang Zhiyuan's fingers trembled in embarrassment, and he felt a slap on the face.

good very good……

I just scolded Lin Lingqing for being too greedy, mocked this person for being too greedy, and for being unable to afford it, his little senior brother could break through the situation and slap him in the face on the same day...

It's this kind of question that you ask knowingly...

Heh, for a person like Lin Lingqing, Xiaoyao can have anything in this world that he can't ask for.

It is clearly——

It is clear that I can't ask for it, and I dare not ask for it.

Fang Zhiyuan felt unwilling and sad for a moment, his heart was dripping blood, but he still clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, "...that's right."

With that bit of stubborn and ridiculous self-esteem, he tried his best to suppress his uncontrollably trembling voice under a layer of cold.

...That's right, since being forced to stay in Xuyun, everything has been messed up.

The layers of cold and hard shells he used to protect himself were easily peeled off by Lin Lingqing, and the minions used to intimidate were also picked up and kneaded by the little fairy with a smile.

He has actually...

Fang Zhiyuan raised his head suddenly, his brows turned blood-red in the evening light, "Lin Lingqing..."

Being forced to such a point, he can't actually be fierce anymore.

Whether it is self-deception or bluffing.

Like a wolf cub who has been caught in the net, no matter how much he shows his fangs and howls, he will only look aggrieved... whatever.

Even if he knew this, Fang Zhiyuan still gritted his teeth full of embarrassment and embarrassment, and said ruthlessly: "You just can't ask me!—"

"..."

After the sudden high-pitched coda dissipated, the air was tense for a moment.

Lin Lingqing lowered his hands in regret, and the golden flowers were scattered.

"yes."

Before Fang Zhiyuan breathed a sigh of relief, Xiao Xianjun raised his eyes again, his eyes were clear, and he asked seriously, "... By the way. A Yuan, what's the matter with you coming to me in such a hurry?"

"After all, it wouldn't be because you were worried about me—could it be that you finally couldn't bear the hunger and asked me to go back and cook?"

"..."

Fang Zhiyuan trembled all over, his cheeks were hot.

The wolf cub was stabbed to death, and his tail was stiff.

—He is dead, kill him.