South no wind

Frequent trips to and from the East China Sea, and in the end he and Pluto Su became sworn brothers, as evidenced by the old green dragon.

People only like to listen to strange and lively stories, and no one considers the truth or falsehood. This one is nailed to the sacred wood pillar, and the other is standing in the sea water. How do you worship it?

——Through coming and going, decades have passed, until the Baili royal family fell, the rebels rose up, Baili Qianxun was hunted down, and when he was desperate, he suddenly remembered that he still had a friend who was nailed to the East China Sea.

——So I didn't know what to think, and I wanted to save my good friend as well, so I went to Nangu and stole the karmic fire, and threw myself on the divine pillar with the fire on my body, thus breaking the seal of Pluto, and myself He was also burnt to a bloody mess and died.

The storyteller may have brought his own conjectures, and guessed what Pluto was thinking at the time: the best friend gave his life to save him, but there was nothing in return, so he bit his finger and left blood on the last piece of skin. I swear, within ten thousand years, Bailishi can drive Pluto at any time to repay the life-saving grace of his ancestors...

The rumors of the "Ten Thousand Curse" became more and more intense, and finally reached the emperor's ears. He went to the workshop in a low-clothes suit, and after hearing it halfway, he uttered "nonsense" in anger, and then walked away.

So the storyteller had his tongue cut out and could no longer speak.

After the completion of the Meiyuan, no one can enter.

Even Nan Guang, the emperor's closest bodyguard, could only wait outside the courtyard and dared not enter without permission.

Apart from going to court to listen to the government every day, Nan Yu is still expressionless, at least, she can't smile anymore.

The rest of the time he stayed in Meiyuan, Nan Guang sent him meals and went in, often as if in a lifetime, seeing Nan Yu leaning over his desk drawing amulets, which were still summoning souls.

Nan Guang knew that his master's obsession with that person was deep in his bones.

During the daytime, it was fine, Nan Yu was just like practicing in Nangu back then, getting up early to fill up the water tank, and then practicing sword in the courtyard, or reading in the house, all the books in Meiyuan were brought here , put it in its original position.

After Nan Yu finished reading the book, she would naturally go to bed on that bed.

If it weren't for the occasional crying sound coming from Meiyuan at night, Nan Guang was really worried that Nan Yu would be dazed.

It's good to be able to cry, it's good to be able to cry!Nan Guang cried with him, he couldn't laugh, at least Nan Yu could cry, it was better than the silly look of the previous year.

The matter of summoning souls became more and more intense. Nan Yu disregarded the sect's rules and invited Quan You out. He went up and down the mansion to make sure that all the formations and spells were missing, and then let the ghost elder leave. .

☆, calling the soul

Qi Wangfu is now the emperor's palace.

Nan Yu went out early and returned late every day like other courtiers, went up and down by car, and rarely stayed in the harem.

The empress controls the sparsely populated harem, and takes care of the empress dowagers and concubines left behind by the late emperor. Without the concubines competing for favor and power, life is considered clean.

The emperor didn't live in the harem, so even if the courtiers wanted to warm the emperor's bed, they didn't know where to send them.

To be sent to the palace is to be a widow.Prince Qi's mansion is gloomy, full of spells, who would dare to let his daughter go to such a place?

Besides, the eldest son of the emperor, Nan Gongxi, was established as the crown prince from the moment he was born. He was favored by Emperor Wu, and he spent a lot of effort in nurturing him.

With the lessons learned from the past, the granddaughter of Lord Liang, the veteran of the three dynasties, entered the palace early in the morning. The queen made the decision and named Concubine Li. She has nothing to do until now. She returned to her mother's house and cried, saying that the emperor had never even entered her palace.

The natal family can only blame their daughter for not having the ability to capture the king's heart. Today's Emperor Wu is even more self-willed than Emperor Wen. Longyuan Pavilion almost controls the entire government, so even if there are complaints in his heart, he dare not lick his face and say that the emperor favors himself. girl.

Concubine Li was still a virgin after entering the palace for two years. Although she became the laughing stock of the capital, it also stopped many courtiers who wanted to follow suit. On the surface, they flattered the emperor and his wife and loved the empress alone, secretly gnashing their teeth.

Nan Yuluo was pure, and didn't care about the minds of the officials. What he was devoting himself to worrying about in Meiyuan was something else: How busy are the people who returned to Netherworld?Still unwilling to show up?

Hard work pays off, after Quan You's debugging, the soul-calling array still has miraculous effects.

However, the soul that was recruited was not the owner of Meiyuan, but a ghost scholar——Yu Gewan.

"I said you drop blood every day to revive your soul, be careful to lose blood and die!" Yu Gewan rebuked when they met each other.

Nan Yu was overjoyed, he didn't care about the wounds on his hands.

"Don't do it, you won't be able to come back!" Yu Gewan knocked Nan Yu into the bottom of the valley with one sentence.

"When Your Highness dies, one soul is missing." Yuge Wan said: "I saw him stabbing the heart with a godwood awl, and I was fully prepared, holding the soul-gathering lamp and waiting to the side, but when His Highness died, , unexpectedly, the three souls are not in order, and it is not the Dragon Chanting Sword. I have never been able to figure out why this is the case. After returning to Netherworld and waiting for a year, I knew something was wrong if I didn’t see His Highness’s soul returning!"

Nan Yu felt a chill in his heart: "Could it be because of the eternal curse that I suffered backlash?"

Yu Gewan stared at Nan Yu for a long time, then suddenly stretched his hand into Nan Yu's body, and shouted in surprise, "How could this happen?"

"How?" Nan Yu asked eagerly, ignoring the chills all over his body.

"What His Highness gave you is actually the soul of fate!" Yu Gewan exclaimed: "He is really crazy!"

Nan Yu suddenly felt the seriousness of the situation: "When did he give me the life soul, why didn't I know?"

"You almost entered the Netherworld at that time, what do you know!" Yu Gewan said angrily, "Even if you were seriously injured and died, with His Highness's cultivation, you can use a handful of dark soil to bring you back to life, but you are the root of the sky. , The body recalled by Yin Tu can't carry your terrifying heavenly spirit, presumably His Highness stripped off his soul in order to save you."

Nan Yu recalled what Nan Guang said. When Xuan Mingjun rescued him, there was a cry of pain in the tent, accompanied by a strange light... At that time, Feng Zhixi stripped his soul!

"Take off the soul of life," Nan Yu recalled many images: "What will happen to him after stripping off the soul of life?"

"The soul of life bears the spirit root, what do you think will happen!" Yuge said in the evening.

"So he had no cultivation at that time, but how could he drive the formation to retreat from the enemy!" Nan Yu thought of the volume of formation diagram that Feng Zhixi had drawn day and night.

"Then what kind of formation is it! It's just a way of blinding the eyes. He is the king of the underworld. Even if he has no spiritual power, it is more than enough to command a few Yin soldiers. Do you think that hundreds of thousands of northern troops can be retreated by mere formations?" "Yuge Wan changed his playful manner, with a serious look on his face: "The first time His Highness retreated from the enemy, he did use formations, but the second time, he used infernal art, drawing blood to summon yin, and countless ghosts came out of the ground What is the scene? Although ghosts are imaginary, the swords and guns in their hands are real, half of the northern army was killed, and half of them were frightened to death, and the rest are probably insane!"

Nan Yu didn't know how to describe his mood, he only cared about himself, but he didn't know that it was his real misfortune to meet him on the evening of the wind.

Yuge Wan broke his thoughts and remembered an old incident: "I have been thinking about this question for the past few years. When did Your Highness have the world-weary idea?"

Nan Yu suddenly raised his head.

"Maybe it's because after he came back from Lianhuapo, he didn't pay much attention to the Wanshi Curse. In fact, even if Jian Wanqing held the Wanshi Curse, he couldn't do anything to win His Highness. But when he went to Lianhuapo and knew what happened back then, maybe At that time, he made up his mind." Yu Gewan looked at Nan Yu: "Your Highness valued you so much, but turned against you, I felt something was wrong at that time. Do you know that after you left, His Highness didn't speak for a few days, Lock yourself in the bedroom. Since then, His Highness seems to be a different person. Especially... After you got married, he returned to Meiyuan and stood in the Yin-Yang pool. That's what I saw His most frightening time was that his whole body was filled with a frightening cold air, and the Meiyuan was snowing in June, freezing a pool of water into a thousand-year-old ice."

Nan Yu's figure trembled slightly.

"I have followed His Highness for hundreds of years, and I have never seen him suffer so badly..." Seeing Nan Yu's face turned pale at night, Yuge sighed, "Although His Highness is the King of Pluto, as a mortal body, he still cannot escape! Let’s not talk about this, I see that you have lived in a bad way for the past two years, it’s retribution!”

Nan Yu could hear Yu Gewan's resentment, and didn't care about his outspokenness at all.This is his retribution, yes, this is not enough, Feng Zhixi should kill him directly!

"By the way, there is one more thing, let me explain first." Yuge Wan said: "Your mother Xu Song was killed by me, Your Highness won't let me tell you. The matter has come to this point, it doesn't matter whether you say it or not. Xu Songlai wanted the antidote for the Gu worms she had planted on you, but the poisonous woman not only refused to give it, but also took advantage of His Highness's unpreparedness and stabbed his leg with a divine wood hairpin. She got her head off and dropped it."

Yu Gewan said without changing his face: "The injury of the Shenmu cone cannot be healed, you know it!"

How could he not know!

Suffering such an injury, without any spiritual power to protect the body, Feng Zhixi limped and searched for the headache medicine for himself in the ice and snow...

"Oh!" Nan Yu covered his chest.

"What's wrong with you?" Yu Gewan asked.

"It's nothing, I can't breathe all of a sudden!" Nan Yu was so distressed that he covered his eyes with his forehead: "Go on."

"Could it be that you don't know about Gu insects! Didn't Xuan Shao already get the method of understanding Gu insects from Anar, isn't his head hurting?" Yu Gewan asked.

Xuan Shao did give him medicine for a period of time, he only thought that the headache was cured, but he didn't know it was because of Gu worms, why didn't Feng Zhixi tell him?

"She is your mother!" Feng Zhixi once said.

So you would rather take the revenge of killing your mother than let me know her vicious intentions.

She is my mother, yes, but who are you to me? ...Don't you know!

"Can't come back?" Nan Yu said hoarsely: "Zhi Xi...is he, can't come back?"

"I don't know. It's hard to get back together after the three souls are separated. There is no one in the dark world, and there is no shadow in the underworld. I don't know where my highness is now!" Yu Gewan stared deeply at Nan Yu. If his heart fell into his hands, he might have died thousands of times earlier.

It was this person who pulled His Highness down from the altar.

Su, who was born in the void, passed through tens of millions of years, and fell into this dirty world. To him, the mortal world for 27 years is just like a mottle falling from a leaf. The light and shadow are fleeting and worthless. Mention.

Yu Gewan is willing to spend decades waiting for his highness to return to Netherworld, and is willing to accompany Pluto Su around, and accompany him in spring and autumn.

However, this ray of light shone on Nan Yu, an ordinary person like an ant, and then stopped.

Whether it is Pluto Su or Feng Zhixi, they all made a choice: disregarding life and death, stripping away their souls, continuing their lives, and protecting their safety.What kind of affection can be sacrificed to such an extent?

Yu Gewan sighed heavily, got up and left: "Whether you can come back or not depends on your highness's obsession..."

"Sir, wait a minute..." Nan Yu stopped in a deep voice, "I have something to ask."

In a blink of an eye, it was Yinyue again, and the gate of hell opened wide.

A wisp of lonely soul floating in the wilderness, the flickering red underworld fire, I don't know who I am, where I came from, and what is the way back!

In the scorching sun, a cluster of small ghost fires were afraid of the sun, so they had to hide under the shade of trees and in the dark under the bridge.

Only when night falls can we carefully drift into the wilderness and bathe in the bright moonlight.

Floating with the wind, nowhere to go.

Until there are more and more green lights around, all of which are converging in one direction, the lonely soul follows those green lights, instinctively feeling that maybe there is a safe place.

The lone soul was glowing red, and it was incompatible with a group of green souls, it was very conspicuous.He couldn't wait any longer, another year had passed, if he couldn't return to Nether, he would collapse before the souls gathered together.

Today is July [-]th, the day when a hundred ghosts return to the dead, and the lonely soul, following more and more souls, set foot on the road to the underworld again.

"Why is it him again!" A ghost recognized this too special red ghost fire: "I came here once last year, don't you give up?"

In the cloudy moon of the previous year, this lonely soul had been among the ghosts returning to the underworld, trying to pass through the gate of hell and return to the Netherworld. Before reaching the city gate for identity verification, he was discovered by the guards and dragged out.

The ghosts didn't expect that a year had passed, and this red lonely soul was still hovering outside the gate of hell.

"Xiaohong," because the red remnant soul has no name and surname, and can't remember any past events, the other ghosts took such a name in order to: "Xiaohong, it is not a way for you to follow us. You have three souls and seven souls. If you are not neat, you can’t even show your yin body, and you don’t remember anything, the ghost secretary at the city gate will not let you pass the test.”

The lonely soul known as "Little Red" knows that when gathered together, it forms, and when scattered, it becomes Qi.I am just a mess, not even a ghost, and it must be very difficult to enter that ghost gate.

But he didn't want to wander around like this anymore, and one day, that anger would dissipate, he was not reconciled.

"Yeah, even if you can remember something about the past, you can ask the ghost to check the book of life and death. Maybe you can find the root cause and let you enter the nether world to gather your soul, which is better than wandering in this world."

"Wild ghosts whose souls have been scattered since ancient times can only escape two results. They can either throw themselves into the Wangchuan River and drift with the current forever. Or they can turn into flowers on the other side of the road." A ghost sighed.

On both sides of Huangquan Road, red flowers are in full bloom. "Flowers and leaves can't be seen in life or death, but miss each other and cherish each other forever."

The flower of the other shore is formed by a touch of lonely soul. At the moment before the soul is about to dissipate, with the last trace of obsession, the soul is transformed into a flower, and it will stand on the side of Huangquan road and Wangchuan River forever, looking forward to the person in bondage.Just so that one day, when that person's soul walks here, it will be able to take a look at it.

The leafless flowers are like silk like blood, the petals are flaring, like pairs of expecting hands, stretching towards the Huangquan road, swaying, calling silently, calling for the souls on the ghost road .

"Little Red" stopped in front of the boundless sea of ​​flowers and stood there for a long time.

Do you want to throw yourself into this place and turn your soul into a flower?Do you have obsessions?If so, why can't I remember it.If not, whose voice seems to come from far, far away, calling day after day, year after year, over and over again...

"Let's go, the time is coming, the city gate will be closed in a while, everyone will become wild ghosts!" Some ghosts began to urge impatiently, surrounded by the light "Little Red" and rushed towards the city gate.

Those with incomplete souls like "Xiaohong" are not eligible to queue up to enter the customs, but he still wants to try.

So he hid under the shadow of a kind ghost and got mixed up with the group of ghosts.

"You, come out, it's too obvious, you're so red, you might not be a flower spirit!" Sure enough, the sharp-eyed guard recognized him at a glance.

The ghost covering him looked helpless: "Xiaohong, I really can't hide, I can't help you!"

"Xiaohong" silently retreated to the side, watching from a distance that the ghosts entered the barrier smoothly one by one.

Looking around, the rest are lonely souls with nowhere to go.

After the last ghost entered the gate, the gate guard came over, but did not disperse these lonely souls, and said with sympathy: "Fortunately, you are lucky, this year Sen Luo Palace amnesty, Zuo Cheng ghost scholar has set up a call for souls on both sides of the Wangchuan River The flag is designed to lead the way for you lonely ghosts, go there and try your luck!"

Like the dawn in the dark night, all the lonely souls grabbed the last straw and rushed towards the Wangchuan River one after another.

"Little Red" also followed the team of lonely souls, one after another, plunged into the endless river, submerged under the water surface, and floated downstream.

The water of the Wangchuan River was glowing with a faint green light, which reflected the soul-calling flags on both sides of the river very clearly. Yin flags were planted on the bank one after another, and ghost symbols were drawn on each flag.

There are really lonely souls who have found the root. When the soul calling flag shines, there will be lonely souls in the river jumping up and throwing themselves on the flag.From then on, no matter whether you entered the gate of life and reincarnated as a human, or entered the gate of death as a ghost forever, you finally belonged.

"Xiaohong" went down the river, enviously watching the lonely souls throwing themselves on the flag.

He couldn't recognize the flag that belonged to him, and he couldn't feel any message from the flag to him.

Do you want to sink in this river forever?

The rushing river is silent, carrying lonely souls, passing by a majestic tower.

A red soul-gathering lamp hangs high on the city tower, which is particularly obvious in the dark night.

"Xiaohong" suddenly felt a powerful and familiar force attacking her.Looking at the lamp again, there was a remnant soul that was exactly the same as myself surging, and under the high-hanging soul-gathering lamp, a man in white was holding a red fan, and while looking at the river, his eyes widened in surprise. eyes.

"Xiaohong" uncontrollably flew towards the soul-gathering lamp, at the same time, the man in white under the lamp exclaimed: "Your Highness..."

In the world of the nether world, in the shadowy mountains, the caves do not accept clouds, and the streams do not flow.

The man in white entered a cave with a soul-gathering lamp in his hand.

"Your Highness's life soul and earth soul are gathered together, and the empty sky soul should also return to its place. Let's cultivate the Yin soul here and cast the Yin body!"

The two groups of remnant souls in the soul-gathering lamp have already merged into one, glowing slightly red.

"My lord, thank you for coming back, otherwise, I think that person will be here to report soon!"

Are you kidding me by stripping away your life and soul? In order to let you go back, he gave up all his spiritual cultivation and became an ordinary man... Tsk tsk, I don’t understand!

☆, soul return

In the imperial garden of the imperial palace, the maids chased the two-year-old children running wildly all over the ground, sweating profusely: "Prince, slow down, don't fall!"

"Xi'er is too naughty!" The queen said with a reproachful smile, her eyes loving.

"Pick it up, Second Emperor Brother is said to be noisy when he was a child." Nan Yu waved at the child: "Xi'er, come here, it's time to practice swords!"

Prince Xi obediently walked to his father's side, handed over to Nan Guang, the commander of the imperial guards, and headed for the school grounds.There, there is Lin Ke, the master of swordsmanship from Dongling.

After Nan Yu proclaimed himself emperor, Lin Ke came from Dongling to join this sworn brother.The two are not like monarchs and ministers, but they are close friends who talk about everything. After Nan Yu lost Li Canglan, Lin Ke became the one to confide in many things that could not be explained to outsiders. The two often jumped on the roof and poured wine Reminiscing about that year.

Nan Yu was extremely strict with the prince, and the queen had no objection, knowing very well the mission and responsibilities that Prince Xi would have to shoulder in the future.Unlike Emperor Wen, Nan Yu likes to play chess games and manipulate people's hearts. He taught Nan Gongxi straight to the point. He made it clear that if he wanted to become a wise king and become a famous hero in future generations, he would have to endure hardships and sufferings that ordinary people could not bear.

How could an ignorant child understand these things, he only knew that it was right to do what his father wanted him to do.

Bian Fenghe understood Nangong Ce, even if the reclusive second prince was hidden from the world, he would stand up without hesitation when the safety of his family and the country were at stake, and he would not hesitate to sacrifice his life in the end to protect the safety of Tiansheng.

For such a passionate man, Bian Fenghe loves deeply and understands deeply.So their child will be the next Nangong Ce, Nangong Ce who does not hide from the world.

The queen watched the prince leave, and turned her gaze back to the emperor: "Your Majesty, is there no news about the summoning of the soul?"

Nan Yu fell silent.

Knowing the result, Bian Fenghe said with relief: "Your Majesty, there is no need to be impatient. If you never forget, there will be echoes. Mr. Huanxi cares about His Majesty. One day, he will come back."

Nan Yu nodded slightly, will it?

Three years.

Yes, even if he doesn't come back, one day, I will go to look for him, up to Bi Luo, down to Huang Quan.

"Your Majesty, there is a woman from Dongling outside the palace asking to see you."

The visiting woman from Dongling was his aunt, Xu Jiang.

Xu Jiang hadn't seen Nan Yu for a long time, so he came to Kangdu because he was worried.At the same time, it also brings a shocking news:

The current suzerain of Dongling, Yue Wu, who can't fart with a single stick, is getting married!

Marriage is not surprising, it is expected by all, the suzerain's marriage is a big event, and it is also the only happy event in Dongling for several years.

But the earth-shattering thing is - he married a man wife!

Xu Jiang sent a wedding invitation, and the wedding will be one month later.People in Dongling love freedom, and they play this freedom to the extreme. They don't think it's a scandal. Not only are they shameless, they don't hide it.

This was the most refreshing news that Nan Yu had heard in the past few years. A rare smile appeared on his face. When talking with Xu Jiang, he realized that it was not all smooth sailing for Yue Wu and Guang Ji to get married.

Yue Wu is rigid, Guang Ji is romantic, no matter how they look at it, they don't think it's a good match.It's rare that Guangji persisted enough, and with his deep friendship and hard work, he finally took down that piece of wood.

Nan Yu marveled at Yue Wu's daring, and even more admired Guang Ji's fearlessness and perseverance.

According to Xu Jiang, the two love each other deeply, and love each other for life.It is Guangji's idea to tell the world shamelessly, and he said that even if he becomes a laughing stock, he must set this precedent.

As soon as this news came out, it immediately became the focus of attention in the cultivation world. People began to ridicule and denounce him in various ways, such as immoral, disregarding morals and other criticisms.

Enough of laughing and scolding, Dongling was unmoved, the entire sect seemed to be very optimistic about this couple, and everyone before and after also tried their best to support and support them.

Dongling's limelight was over, and while sighing, someone felt inexplicably envious.Especially those women in the boudoir secretly organized some kind of "Tongxin Society", some wrote poems, some painted, some even embroidered mandarin duck pillows, and they continued to send blessings and congratulatory gifts to the couple who were about to get married in Dongling.

The old-fashioned people lamented the decline of the world, and the boudoir girls enjoyed it.

Dongling seems to have become a real paradise. Although the disciples have no words and deeds and behave unruly, the rare thing is that they dare to love and hate, defy the world, and live the way they want.

Deep down in Nan Yu's heart, she is also envious of this. Whether it is Xu Song, who is destined to hate, or Jian Wanqing, who wants to subvert the world but has no way, they are all people who do their own way.

Even Hua Xi, Ji Kong and his ilk never cared about the world's comments and lived a free and easy life.

"Yu'er, Gao Wan has returned to Dongling!" Xu Jiang told the matter with a trace of apology: "I know you don't like him, but Yue Wu insisted on keeping him."

Nan Yu didn't feel much about it, and she didn't like or dislike Gao Wan.

"Lin Ke wrote to me and found out that you were actually cursed by my sister," Xu Jiang said with a sad expression, "My sister's lifelong obsession is to avenge her father, and it must be because of this."

"What kind of hatred is there between her and Gao Wan?" Nan Yu asked.

"Gao Wan has a younger sister who was born with white pupils and ghost eyes. She wanted to see Mr. Huanxi's real body, so she gouged out Gao Wan's younger sister's eyes, and placed them on her own eyes with spiritual magic. But it didn't take long before she suffered a backlash. , causing blindness in both eyes." Xu Jiang told the truth.

Nan Yu shuddered when she heard that, no wonder Gao Wan hated her so much.

"Yu'er, don't hold grudges against your mother!" Xu Jiang wrote: "She has never had a good life for a few days in her life. She is just too strong and stubborn! One way to the dark."

"..." Nan Yu was speechless.He has no right to hate Xu Song, he said that he was stubborn, maybe it was hereditary, but he was even worse than that, his words were just as ugly, and his words were duplicity.

Suddenly Nan Guang entered the hall in a panic, and when he saw Xu Jiang, he first saluted and tried his best to control his expression: "Your Majesty, do you want to go back and have a look?"

Nan Yu frowned and glanced at Nan Guang: "What's the matter? Auntie is here, don't go back yet, you go and inform the imperial chef to prepare some good food and wine."

Nan Guang hesitated to speak, and led the order out of the hall, muttering: "I have kept the flowers for three years, and I won't go back to have a look."

"What are you talking about?" Nan Yu was impatient.

"I said, the plum blossoms in the mansion are blooming..."

Nan Yu was shocked all over, and then rushed out like crazy.Leaving behind Xu Jiang who was inexplicable and Nan Guang who had mixed feelings.

It's been three years, and the plum blossoms have finally bloomed. Are you back?

Entering the mansion and entering the plum garden, the flowers and trees are fluttering in the wind, the branches are decorated with red flowers, and the fragrance is tangy.The red plums that bloom out of season are unprecedentedly gorgeous.

Nan Yu stood under the plum tree, and the red plum petals fluttered into her palm with the wind.

"Yixi..." Nan Yu whispered, "Is that you?"

Is it you!

But in the courtyard, even a phantom was never seen.

The breeze whipped up the falling flowers, and they floated towards the house, Nan Yu couldn't help following, and the petals fell between the desk pages and the inkstone.

Nan Yu was disappointed for a while, did Yu Gewan not succeed?

Brushing off the petals on the paper, Nan Yu was so startled that two words suddenly appeared on the white paper that he almost fainted. These were not his words, but Feng Zhixi's handwriting:

——Qi Wu......

Nan Yu's eyes were wet and his nose was sore: "Yi Xi..."

The two words on the paper were submerged in his eyes, the sorrow of parting and hatred welled up in his heart, his throat was tight, and his eyes were full of whirling...

A few more words slowly appeared on the paper:

——Do you miss me?

Nan Yu burst into tears and smiled, stroking the handwriting on the paper with her fingers, and said hoarsely: "...What do you think!"

--I am back!

"Well," Nan Yu nodded, his eyelashes trembled, tears dripped and blurred a piece of ink: "I know,...I have been waiting for you."

——Qiwu, don’t cry!

"I didn't cry!" Nan Yu's voice was hoarse.

......

"Okay, okay!" Yu Gewan's voice came out of nowhere, hiding his slightly red eyes: "I can't watch it anymore! Your Highness, he was crying with joy."

Nan Yu's gaze was still reluctant to leave those words.

"Your Majesty, my Highness is only a touch of spiritual consciousness, and has not yet cultivated the Yin body, so you can't see him, and His Highness is not allowed to stay in the yang world for a long time. Originally, it would be good for me to inform you, but His Highness wants to come in person. I must miss you." Thinking too hard!" Yu Gewan chattered endlessly: "It will be over in a few days, please be patient for now."

"Yin body," Nan Yu raised his head to look at Yu Gewan: "Is Zhixi's yin body difficult to cultivate?"

"It's not easy to gather three souls together. To cultivate a Yin body, you need to be in a very dark place, and you must have something that contains seven souls. Your Highness is the spiritual root of a very dark place. Viper gall is the best. I have already found out that The snake's lair will be fetched soon." Yu Gewan said.

"The viper is one of the divine beasts, it might not be easy to take its guts!" Nan Yu said worriedly.

Yu Gewan suddenly flung the fan away, with a solemn expression on his face: "The Viper has more than one gall, and it is its honor to present one for Master Nether. It is also my honor to go deep into the snake's lair for His Highness."

Nan Yu was just about to say that there is something he can do, when he saw a few more words on the paper:

——Don’t be reckless, just leave this matter to Gou Chen

Only then did Nan Yu feel relieved.

"I forgot, Gou Chen and Viper are the masters." Yu Gewan said: "Your Highness, you can't delay here for too long, or I will take you back to Beiyin Mountain first!"

Although Nan Yu can only communicate with Feng Zhixi through the handwriting on the paper at this moment, when he comes back, he cannot be seen or touched.

"Understood, a long absence is better than a newlywed, His Highness is more anxious than you..."

With a crisp sound of "pop", Yugewan covered his face and said palely: "...Gewan made a slip of the tongue, Your Highness forgives the sin. Anyway, you just wait, after ten days, His Highness's Yin body will be cast, and you will be ready." See you, before that, please His Majesty the Emperor to make some preparations."

The so-called preparations were to remove the soul-calling charms from all over the mansion, and then set up a ghost formation.

In short, in order to create a suitable residence for the Lord of the Nether, nothing that restrains Yin in the mansion can be kept, including all reflective mirrors, which must be withdrawn.

Even the colors of the facades and walls of the entire Prince Qi Mansion were changed, and the curtains and curtains were all replaced with black curtains, giving him a gloomy appearance. Even Nan Guang felt chills down his back when he saw him.

Waiting is not so much intolerable as it is in a trance.

From the flowers blooming in Meiyuan to leaving marks on the paper, Nan Yu felt like a dream.

He had dreamed countless times of the scene of returning on the evening of the wind, and when he woke up, there was nothing, so even if he was fully prepared according to what Yu Gewan said, he often suspected that it was just what he heard in a dream, especially the plum blossom. , Thank you after only opening for one day.

Even if it was a dream, Nan Yu was immersed in it, and stayed at home except for going to court, waiting in the gloomy Prince Qi's mansion.

The false and true days have passed for too long, and Nan Yu was not too surprised when she woke up after hearing a soft call in the morning.

Until the person who came into view called out again: "Qiwu."

Nan Yu was stunned, his expression was changing back and forth, he was almost out of control, and at the last moment, he opened his arms and hugged her...

Nothing but a dream!

The person lying next to him let Nan Yu hug him, his arms passed through the phantom, and he looked at that face with disappointment: "It's me!"

Nan Yu called out in a daze: "Yi Xi..."

Feng Zhixi saw Nan Yu's aggrieved and disappointed expression, and sighed: "This is my original face, you can see it, but you can't touch it, what should I do?"

Nan Yu lay back to the original place. He was not surprised by the way Feng Zhixi appeared, nor was he not psychologically prepared for it. Maybe it was because he had waited too long, expected too long, and those surging emotions gradually turned into a trickle. It's only been three years, even if it's 30 years, he will wait quietly, even if it's just a phantom.

"Zhi Xi..." Nan Yu looked at the person in front of him with a smile, and softly called the name that he had called so many times: "Is that you? Little Martial Uncle."

"It's me." Feng Zhixi's voice was also soft.

The two just looked at each other quietly, and the various scenes of reunion in their minds that were overwhelming and emotionally broken did not take place. At this moment, it was like a dream, and the eyes staring at each other were reluctant to move away.

Too long, long time no see.

Whether it's Nan Yu or Feng Zhixi, they both seem to be separated from each other. They have accumulated a lot of words in their hearts, but they just can't say them, and they don't know where to start.

A myriad of thoughts shrouded Nan Yu's heart, including joy, pain, sadness, and hatred.

Hate to the bone, love like life.

From parting to death, Feng Zhixi made all the choices by himself, and never said a word to Nan Yu.Whatever he did for Nan Yu, Nan Yu was not grateful or moved, but more resentment, Feng Zhixi made his own decisions, making himself a selfish and humble person.

If you really want him to say something, then what he wants to ask most is, why did you die so self-righteously?

What do you mean by leaving a sachet of hair knots, to show that you are consistent?

In your eyes, Nan Yu, is I still a man?

But Nan Yu couldn't say it out, he couldn't bear it, no matter how resentful or wronged he was, he couldn't resist the moment when the wind appeared in front of him, and he didn't care about anything else: "Just come back, this way... .Very good! At least I can see it. One day, we will be together," Nan Yu hesitated: "Isn't it?"

Feng Zhixi's expression changed for a moment, he nodded and said: "Yes. For a hundred years, I will accompany you and wait for you."

Nan Yu tasted it slowly, and suddenly his expression changed: "You... watching me grow old?"

"Birth, old age, sickness and death are the norm in the world." Feng Zhixi said slowly.

"...No!" The more Nan Yu thought about it, the more frightened she became: "According to what you mean, you will remain the same, but I will grow old and..." How ugly will I be?Think carefully.

Feng Zhixi's hand caressed Nan Yu's face, although it didn't feel tactile, it brought a chill: "It's not bad to be old! I want to see the white bearded Emperor Nangong Wu."

Nan Yu's eyes darkened, and many images instantly appeared in his mind: Feng Zhixi, who is magnificent, is calling out affectionately to a wrinkled old man with gray hair and beard and lost teeth... ..

"Qiwu..."

Nan Yu was shocked.

Feng Zhixi continued: "If you feel unwell, I will accompany you to change your appearance."

This is not the same thing, Nan Yu secretly sighed, feeling that she is a bitch and hypocritical.

"Don't think about that for now, let's talk about the present," Nan Yu said, "Have your current Yin body and cultivation level recovered?"

"Well, the yin body is just formed, and you have to