Lingge thread

That day, Chi Xu stayed with Ling Sheng's tomb until dusk, watching the sunset, the crescent moon appearing, and the stars twinkling.

A long time passed, but the rain did not stop.

It's bleak enough to think about it.

"You sent me to the farthest cake shop to buy cakes, so you didn't want me to see you for the last time..." Chi Xu sat next to the tombstone, put his head on the tombstone, and told himself that Ling Sheng was still there, He is still by his side, and he still thinks about himself... But now, he is just chatting with him normally.

Chi Xu's hands were sore, so he stopped holding the umbrella, and let the rain fall on his hair, and slid across his face along the ends of his hair.

Chi Xu murmured to himself: "I saw that day, your head was tilted towards the door, in fact, you wanted to see me before you left, right...it's not easy for us two to be together, it was me before, Now it's you..."

"Do you know, from the day I met you, my life has been developing in a good direction. It was you who made me stop shrinking, and you helped me solve all problems... What I said before was too right Well, you're an idiot..."

"No one wants me, only you want..."

Chi Xu's voice was so quiet that he could only hear it by himself, and the water on his face didn't know whether it was tears or rain.

He stroked the tombstone over and over again, his eyelashes trembling more and more, feeling extremely wronged.

After a long time, the tears could not be held back at last, and he shouted out from his throat: "You are the one who teased me! You can't let me go!"

Shouting so heart-piercingly, it hurts so much.

"You can't let me go..." Ling Sheng vaguely heard it. He didn't know if it was true, but his heart still trembled.

……

10,000+ years ago.

The two met and fell in love at that time.

……

After Ling Sheng heard the words "Thank you, Sister Meng", he turned his head slowly, shrugged his shoulders, and left indifferently.

"Hello, Lord Ling." The guard outside the Lord Yin's Hall knelt on one knee and greeted him.

Ling Sheng let out a "hmm" and continued to walk inside without pausing.

Ling Sheng had been here before, but it hadn't been renovated at that time, and it kept the style of the third generation Yin Lord.

Ling Sheng heard that the place has been renovated recently, and he had nothing to do, so he joined in the fun.

Ling Sheng stepped over the threshold and looked around.

The walls have been repainted, shiny and shiny.Spirit flowers are placed on both sides of the hall, and there is a faint light between the petals. There is a black-gray carpet under the feet, which extends infinitely, and it is soft to step on.Ling Sheng walked in step by step, his eyes cast around.In the center of the hall, a tall narrow couch stands on more than a dozen steps, the top of which is inserted straight into the ceiling.

It looked eerie.

"Ling Sheng is here?" Lord Yin was lying on it, it was too high, Ling Sheng couldn't see him.

"It's really extravagant... You have made the good Yinzhu Palace so strange." Ling Sheng curled his lips and flew to Yinzhu's side.

"Ouch..." Lord Yin suddenly saw Ling Sheng in his half-closed eyes, and was startled, "I'm old and have a bad heart, don't scare me."

"Are you still going to grow old?" Ling Sheng cast a look of disbelief, "I think you're tired and don't want to be the villain anymore."

Lord Yin was stunned for a second, then lowered his head and laughed: "Xiao Lingsheng really guessed it right!"

"I've worked hard for 4000 million years. I really don't want to worry about it. I plan to talk to the two brothers Hun Zhu and Hun Ming about this in the near future." Lord Yin sat up and made room for Ling Sheng.

Ling Sheng sat over, crossed his legs, and said slowly: "You are not bad, others quit after 3000 million years, and you have worked so long."

Hearing this, Lord Yin sighed and pinched the space between his brows.

"What's wrong?" Ling Sheng asked upon seeing this.

"I'm a little worried about Hun Ming..." Yin Zhu said, picking up tea from the table at hand and handing it to Ling Sheng.

Ling Sheng raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

"...What a waste!" The Yin Lord glanced at him, while he sips sips.

Ling Sheng wiped his mouth: "What are you worried about?"

"He..." The Yin Lord suddenly thought of something and didn't continue.

"Hey, that's right." Lord Yin put down his teacup and asked, "Have you not seen Hun Ming yet?"

"Oh, I haven't seen it before." Ling Sheng said, "I haven't seen that soul that was in human form earlier than me either."

"I'll see you when I have time. Hun Ming is different from you..." Lord Yin glanced at Ling Sheng who was full of viciousness, and clicked his tongue.

Ling Sheng raised his eyebrows: "Why is it different?"

Yinzhu paused, and said: "Hunming... very clean, and a lively child by nature."

"I'm not clean and lively?" Ling Sheng asked knowingly.

The Yin Lord gave him a disgusted look, pursed his lips, wanted to scold him but didn't know what to say.

Ling Sheng was amused by his appearance: "Okay, I won't joke with you anymore. I have time to meet him!"

After finishing speaking, put down the raised legs and fly down.

"Ling Sheng! I don't allow you to tease him! Don't lose your temper with him!" The Yin Lord said these words a little seriously.

Ling Sheng squinted at him, nodded his head, turned around, and said flatly, "Got it."

The more others say this, the more he wants to see "where is the sacred place" that can make the Lord of Yin love him so much.

Had a chance to really meet up.Ling Sheng thought.

There is an unwritten rule in the yin world: the offspring of the yin lord can only meet when the yin lord is about to abdicate.The purpose is to prevent the future generations from secretly choking each other and causing no peace.

So, until now, Hunzhu and that Hunming haven't really met each other.

Ling Sheng is a hot-tempered master, and he is not very good at getting along with others. He and Hun Zhu have talked a few times, but most of them are Hun Zhu talking about Ling Sheng.But Ling Sheng didn't know what Hun Ming and that soul looked like.

If it weren't for Ling Sheng's indifferent personality, he might really think that Yin Lord separated them deliberately.

Ling Sheng, who was lying on the couch, was looking at the ceiling, feeling bored and curious about that person.

Anyway, I have many ghosts and spirits, so I can resist it.Simply write a letter and fly over.

The content of the letter: find a time, I want to see him.

When he wrote the last word, Ling Sheng paused, he didn't know if Hun Ming was a man or a woman.

clean?Lively?

girl?

But the name Hun Ming is a man, right?

Ling Sheng thought for a moment, then hooked his finger, and quickly changed "he" to "she".

In the Yin Lord's hall, the Yin Lord was talking to Hun Ming.

Suddenly a letter floated in.

"Ming, read it to me." Lord Yin pinched his brows.

"Oh." Hun Ming opened the half-folded letter and read, "Sometime, I want to see her... Who is this? Which girl does he want to see?"

Yinzhu guessed that it was Ling Shengfei who came here, but when he heard that he was going to see the "girl", he was taken aback, and quickly realized that he looked at the boy in front of him.

The whole small face is fair and clean, with rosy lips dotted under the tip of the nose, especially the eyes, which are the most attractive, with curvy and thick eyelashes fluttering, there is a faint blue in the eyes, like carefully carved artwork.

She was dressed in light yellow clothes, with wide sleeves covering her slender palms, leaving only fingertips exposed.There is also a string of blueberry-like beads around the waist, which makes a pleasant sound when walking.

Lord Yin came back to his senses, and said "Ah", "No one, it's Ling Sheng."

"Ling Sheng?" Hun Ming visibly frowned upon hearing this name, "That extremely surly and arrogant Ling Sheng?"

"Yeah." Lord Yin nodded lightly.

"Then which girl is he going to meet?" the boy asked again.

After a long time, Yin Lord pointed at him: "...you."

"Me?!" Hun Ming was surprised, his face flushed instantly, "I'm a man!"

"If Ming was a girl, she would definitely be even more beautiful." The Yin Lord smiled dotingly.

Hunming clasped his hands in front of his chest and said angrily, "I don't see him!"

The Yin Lord was taken aback for a moment, then smiled helplessly, and joked, "I really don't see you?"

"not see!"

"Oh, that's fine." Lord Yin nodded, agreeing.He closed his eyes, thinking about his abdication a few days later.

Just as Hun Ming was playing with the beads on his waist, the Yin Lord spoke.

"It's time for me to abdicate."

"Ah?!" Hun Ming was taken aback, "Then I... Hunzhu and I..."

"In three days, I will find someone to arrange for you two to meet. The position of the Yin Lord..." The Yin Lord said and paused, "Each according to his own ability."

"I...I don't want to be some yin master." Hun Ming muttered in a low voice, "I'm fine now."

The Yin Lord covered his forehead and sighed inwardly.How does this child not know the danger...

Both Hunming and Hunzhu are transformed by the fourth generation of Yin Lords with Yin spirits and cultivated with painstaking efforts.

Hunzhu is hot on the outside and ruthless on the inside, and the yin master can see this; but Hunming is an innocent character, with such conflicting personalities, Hunming will definitely suffer.

This is also what the yin lord is most worried about, so he has been the yin lord for an extra 1000 million years.

He didn't know if the soul candle would harm Hun Ming.

"We still have to fight for a while, you go back." The Lord of Yin is superficially amiable, but no one can disobey him in what he believes, "I will retreat tomorrow, and three days later, the four of you will be in the Hall of Perfection." Get to know each other."

Hunming's face was wrinkled, and he left with an aggrieved "Oh".

"Alas... there is still a day to come." The Yin Lord's hair had turned half gray in a few days.

He informed Ling Sheng that he would borrow his hall in three days.

Soon, the ghost master came.The remaining odds and ends were also arranged for the ghost master.

"Yin Lord, don't you wait a few years to abdicate? Isn't this too soon?" The ghost master beside Yin Lord said respectfully, not daring to look directly at Yin Lord.

"There's nothing to wait for." The Yin Lord didn't explain any more.

……

"The Lord of Yin said that he is going to abdicate." Hun Ming sat side by side with a boy on the edge of a high cliff, with his feet in the air.

He told the boy exactly what the Yin Lord said just now.

The relationship between the two looks good.

"Ah... so suddenly." The boy was surprised.

"I didn't expect it either...but he asked me to fight for that lord, I'm not interested." Hun Ming swayed alternately.

The boy stroked Hunming's limp hair, and said with a smile, "We, Ming, are such a fool that we don't want to be the lord of the yin."

Hun Ming curled his lips: "Anyway, I just don't want to be one."

The boy narrowed his eyes, turned his head and looked into the distance, thinking.

The boy said: "Should I replace you? Anyway, Soul Candle has never seen you, and the Lord of Yin has retreated again."

When Hun Ming heard this, he looked at the boy in shock, his eyes widened.The boy didn't have any expression on his face, he accepted Hun Ming's gaze frankly.

"Are you... serious?!" Hun Ming exclaimed after a long time.

The boy nodded: "Well, I will fight for you."

Hun Ming frowned, and pursed his lips: "I don't want to argue, and many yin officials have seen me...the yin lord will not agree to do this."

"What does your previous fight have to do with them? Either admit defeat or surrender. You choose."

"……I surrender"

The boy sighed and shook his head: "Think about it slowly, there are still three days." Before the words finished, the boy disappeared.

Only Hun Ming stood there in a daze, his legs stopped moving, as if petrified.

He knows that there are many benefits to being a yin lord. It can be said that the entire yin world and even the human world are his own.But he doesn't have that ambition.

……

The next day, the Yin Lord closed the gate of the Yin Lord's Hall, and there was no one in a radius of several miles.

Retreat means that the yin master puts all the yin spirits into a small box, the size of a thumb, called the Ling Pavilion.

As the lord of the yin enters reincarnation, this spiritual pavilion will be buried in deep soil, and the ghost will be suppressed several times to strengthen the seal.

This is a rule passed down from generation to generation.

Ling Sheng knew that Lord Yin was retreating today, his black hair was bundled up, he restrained his sharpness a bit, and walked to the bridge of Naihe to check the condition of the ghost.

During the Yin Lord's retreat, the Yin Lord's seat was vacant, and the ghost took advantage of this gap to stir restlessly.

He was walking towards the bridge, and a boy was coming from the bridge.

The corner of the boy's mouth is naturally smiling, and the beads on his waist collide with each other every step he takes, making a crisp "jingle bell".

Ling Sheng froze in place, he had never seen such a pure soul in the underworld.

I couldn't hold back a word for a long time.

That is soul.

Hun Ming saw him, found that the man was staring at him, tilted his head, and grinned: "What do you think I am doing?"

Ling Sheng quickly regained his vicious state, glanced at him lightly, and opened and closed his lips: "You look good, can't you?"

Hun Ming smiled brightly, her beautiful eyes slightly bent: "You are really weird, why do you use such a harsh tone when you praise someone."

Ling Sheng didn't speak.

Hun, who was walking behind Hunming to cross the bridge, didn't realize it, and stood in the middle of the bridge, continuing to laugh happily.

Ling Sheng glanced at him helplessly, and stretched out his hand to pull Hun Ming's arm.

"Hey!" The boy was surprised that he touched his arm within a few seconds of knowing each other, and exclaimed, "What are you doing!"

"You're in the way."

Just in time, the soul walked straight in front of the two of them.

Hun Ming blushed from his indecent behavior just now, and held back a sentence for a long time: "Thank you..."

Ling Sheng raised his eyebrows and laughed at him: "You are too stupid."

"I!"

"Shut up." Ling Sheng abruptly interrupted his embarrassment, "It's so noisy."

Hun Ming: "You are too strange, comparable to that Ling Sheng!"

"Oh?" Laughing, "What about Ling Sheng?"

"Let me tell you..." Hun Ming moved closer to Ling Sheng's ear, forgot all the unhappiness just now, and said in a low voice, "He is a big devil, rebellious, he will beat anyone he sees! I stay away from him, and if you see him, you have to hide."

The hot air blew into Ling Sheng's ears, itching, making his whole body hot.

"Then do you know what Ling Sheng looks like?" Ling Sheng asked.

Hun Ming innocently shook his head and replied: "I don't know."

Ling Sheng flicked on his forehead: "You are so stupid!"

"Hey!" Hunming covered his forehead and shouted, "You are so weird!"

Ling Sheng put on an old-fashioned look, dropped a sentence, and walked forward: "I am Ling Sheng."

Hun Ming: "........."

He opened his eyes wide in fright, and took a staggering step back.

"you……!!!"

Ling Sheng suddenly paused, turned his back on Hun Ming, and said seemingly indifferently: "I'm actually not that scary."

Leave when you're done.

He was left alone in a daze, silent.

"Ah..." Hun Ming felt a little guilty, touched the mole on the earlobe guilty, "I haven't gotten along with him before, so I just say that about him..."

Ling Sheng watched the night boredly, and spent the night with the two crows.When I was bored, I thought of the boy just now.

After tracing the appearance of that person in his mind, he found that he was actually a fair person.

Thinking of this, Ling Sheng scolded himself secretly.

I'm fucking free!

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