Devil's way

The prince came to a mysterious village along with Yuanling and Chumu.

As soon as they entered the village, it rained suddenly, and it continued to rain. They had no choice but to hide in a thatched hut nearby.

Every room here is neat and tidy, not far from each other, and each room is independent, not connected, which is weird.

"Why is there no one in this village?"

Chu Mu raised his foot and took a small step, looking elsewhere.

"Why is there no one here? I'm afraid there is no one who can breathe. Looking at it like this, it has been abandoned for some years. It is not a good place!"

The prince has felt something strange since he entered the village, but he still doesn't know if there is something evil.

"After entering the village, it suddenly rained and the sky became dark, which is really wrong"

As soon as Yuan Ling finished speaking, the rain suddenly became smaller.

"The rain has stopped! The moon is still out." Chu Mu looked up at the sky in surprise.

"I'm afraid this moon is not the moon outside"

"What does the master mean?"

"It was still daytime just now. After entering the village for a while, it was raining and the moon was shining. It was clearly another day."

Yuan Ling looked at the prince, but did not speak, as if he agreed with the prince.

The prince Yuan Ling was all calm and composed, probably because he was young and timid, and there was a slight nervousness in his expression.

The turbid moon is clear, the fallen leaves are silent...

A song of sorrow, trembling and resonating...

Liquor soothes sorrow, and the world is dust...

One day, one dream, one heart, one life, one dust and one dead soul...

Chasing shadows month by month, dreaming of a beloved man...

Sad empty wishes, hard to understand...

"Someone is reading poetry!"

The voice is hollow, it doesn't seem to be around, it seems to come from other places, and it seems to be echoing in the village.

"No sound?"

Before he could hear the source of the sound, he suddenly returned to silence.

"There's a voice again!"

A burst of zither sounds slowly, the music is full of sadness

"This piano is actually better than me!"

The prince hugged his hands and took two steps towards the outside. There was nothing else but the sound of the piano. The village was clearly suffering, but where did these sounds come from? After observing the situation, the prince still did not come to a conclusion.

Yuan Ling was always serious and didn't like to talk or laugh. He just stood aside silently and closed his eyes, as if he was feeling something, or he was trying to identify the source of the sound of the piano.

"It stopped again..." Chumu looked at the prince and then at Yuan Ling, with a disturbed expression on his face.

"Why are you so timid and run around with them?"

Seeing the appearance of Chu's tomb, the prince couldn't help joking, thinking that when he was a child, he was already not afraid of any monsters.

"It's because I'm timid that I want to come out and see more of the world. I was born in the spirit world, and I haven't seen any monsters, so I'm naturally afraid."

"how old are you"

"sixteen"

"Don't worry, the days are still long, you will see thousands of demons and ghosts in the future"

"Cry!"

The sudden crying sound was desolate and strange. Chu Mu turned around and turned around in a circle. He was still a child, a timid child.

"All these tricks and tricks."

The crown prince shook his head, completely disregarding these small measures.

"A Yuan..." The prince looked at Yuan Ling, who was about to say something, but seeing how focused Yuan Ling was, he didn't bother him.

Turning his face to the tomb, he said, "Don't look at it, the voice is empty, it's not close"

"Where is that?"

Chu Tomb withdrew his gaze from looking around, and looked at the prince carefully.

"At least not in this room"

The prince downplayed it, as calm as if he was at his own home.

"It's really not there," Yuan Ling said, and opened his eyes gently, "I can't perceive where this sound comes from."

"I've never seen this kind of situation before"

The prince had no interest or curiosity at all, Yuan Ling looked at the prince, but did not speak.

"The cry is changing! It has become laughter!"

Chu Tomb's small face was full of shock and anxious, and he instinctively moved closer to Yuan Ling and the crown prince.

"Don't be so afraid, can you? In front of me and your holy son, you are afraid of becoming like this. Are you questioning that the two of you can't even protect you, a little kid?"

"In my opinion, there is no one we are looking for here, let's go"

After three words, the prince tapped the folding fan on the palm of his hand, swung his hand back, put his back on his back, and strode out of the room in a graceful stride.

The three of them walked together for a long time, but they couldn't find the way to the village entrance. They went round and round, wandering in one place all the time.

"What's the situation! No matter how dim the light is, you won't go in the wrong direction, and you can't find your way!"

"It appears the entrance is covered and we are trapped"

Yuan Ling stood like a standing pine, serious and cautious.

Because of his timidity, the first tomb sticks to Yuan Ling's side all the time, and it is almost close to sticking to it.

"That's no good, I'm still in a hurry to go back to have dinner, I'm going to be hungry if I'm trapped here!"

The prince had a handsome face, and he was still in the mood to joke, as if he never knew what it meant to be afraid.

"Hey, little friend, why do you look flustered again? I've already said that I will protect you. You are afraid of being like this. It's because you don't trust me very much, do you know that!"

The prince beckoned to the tomb, "Come here, come behind me, don't accidentally bump into your holy son"

The first tomb may have expressed doubts about the prince's ability, looked at the prince, and replied tactfully, "I'd better follow behind the prince, Pavilion Master, just protect yourself."

The prince took a long breath and opened his mouth, "OK!"

"Don't make a sound!" Yuan Ling looked at the cloudy moon, and suddenly said, with a serious expression, observing carefully.

"Do you still remember the painting at the entrance of the village?"

"You mean the one hanging on the banner when you first entered the village?"

"yes"

"I didn't pay much attention to it just now, what's wrong?"

"We are now in the painting"

"In the painting?!"

"Yes."

"So when we entered the village at the entrance of the village, we didn't actually enter the village, but entered the painting, so we couldn't find the way out!"

"This moon is the power of introduction, the art of summoning."

"That is to say, you have to take down the moon before you can go out."

"Ah...!" Chumu looked up at the moon in the sky, and said distressedly, "How do you get this?"

"If you can't take it off, just cover it up"

The prince rubbed his chin, thought for a while, and looked at the folding fan in his hand.

"How to cover it?"

"There are clouds around this month, you can gather the clouds together to block them"

"Then how to catch up?" Chumu still didn't quite understand.

The prince looked at Yuan Ling, approached, and handed Yuan Ling the folding fan in his hand.

"What does that mean?"

Yuan Ling looked at the prince, looked down at the universe fan, and didn't reach out to take it, but just looked unclear.

"Use it to drive clouds together"

"Can a folding fan do it?"

"Universal Fan Qiankun is a rare magic weapon, much more powerful than what you see."

"Since it is the magic weapon of the Pavilion Master, it would be better for the Pavilion Master to use it himself. Why should the Holy Son take care of it?"

"This fan can only be opened by your Holy Son, and only he can use it."

Although the Yufan Qiankun has been with me for thousands of years, it actually has no other use for the prince, but he just wants to keep it with him!

"Why?"

Yuan Ling expressed that he did not understand, and looked at the prince suspiciously.

The prince was silent, then suddenly laughed, and said casually: "Such a handsome and powerful magic weapon, of course only a handsome and noble person like you is qualified to use it! Okay, hurry up! I'll wait Let's go home for dinner!"

Speaking of which, the prince forcibly stuffed the folding fan into Yuan Ling's hand.

"Look at you!"

The prince with a hippie smile stepped back a few steps to make room, Chu Tomb looked at the prince, and also retreated.

Yuan Ling looked a little dazed, looked at the folding fan in his hand, and finally opened his arms slightly, raised his toes lightly, and slowly raised his body.

The silver aura traveled around the body, Yuan Ling stopped in mid-air, raised his head slightly, flicked his wrist, and the universe reopened!

The corner of the prince's mouth turned up involuntarily, and he smiled gratifiedly.

Sure enough, only Yuan Ling can open the universe fan. This magic weapon has a great ability to recognize its master.

Finally, the moon was covered by the cloud and mist gathered by Yuan Ling. When Yuan Ling fell, the sky suddenly brightened, and several people returned outside, standing at the entrance of the village.

"Come out!, we're out!"

Chumu smiled excitedly, looking like a child.

Yuan Ling looked at the painting, stretched out his hand, and the painting rolled up by itself and flew into Yuan Ling's hands.

"Thank you"

Yuan Ling turned around and returned the folding fan to the prince. The prince was silent, stretched out his hand, and took the folding fan.

"Big Brother"

"Son of Yuanling"

Dan'er and Yunling also have the four great spiritual battles together, turning the clouds, covering the rain, walking the wind, and stepping on the thunder.

Everyone rushed out from the direction of the village together.

"Brother, why did you come here!"

"We entered the painting and just came out"

Chumu hurriedly explained the reason.

Yun Ling looked puzzled, "What painting?"

"It's the painting that was just hung at the entrance of the village!"

"There were no paintings at the entrance of the village when we came here?"

Dan'er stood aside and said, "Perhaps Qingyan hung it up before you came, it seems to be to delay time"

"What about people?"

Yuan Ling opened his mouth to ask, Dan'er sighed and said, "I escaped."

"Is anyone hurt?"

"Qingyan didn't hurt us, he just trapped us for an hour, and when we recovered, he had already left"

The nature of Tan Yuan may never be bad. Sometimes, what we do is forced by the situation.

The prince only wants to find Tanyuan as soon as possible, and hopes that in this life, he will not be like the previous life, where he can't get what he asks for, and a single mistake will cause irreparable consequences, and he will not be able to get his belongings before he dies.

Master Yun!"

"Grandma"

"Are your friends okay?"

"It's okay, thank you grandma for your concern, it surprised grandma"

"It's okay, it's okay, grandma has lived for so many years, why haven't I seen anything!"

"A few days ago, when Mr. Yan first arrived in our village, I saw that he had nowhere to go and he was carrying a coffin. I was afraid that he looked very tired and distressed due to the exhaustion of the boat, so I took him in and lived in it temporarily. At home, Mr. Yan is kind and he also helps me with my work, chopping firewood and carrying water. He is a polite boy. Although we have only been together for a few days, I don’t think he is a bad person. Seeing how closely the young masters chased him, I don't know what kind of enmity he has with the young masters?"

Yun Ling explained: "Grandma, you misunderstood. We have no enmity with him, but the person he took away is from our family. We just want him to return the person to us so that we can take him back home."

"Is the person in the tomb your family?"

"Yes, grandma"

"So that's the case, but I think he cares about the people in the coffin very much, and he is always on the sidelines. The people in the coffin should be very important to him."

"But no matter how important it is, you shouldn't let him take it away like this after all"

Yun Ling looked sad, with a sigh in his tone.

"Okay! It's time to go home for dinner." The prince interlocked his fingers, raised them above his head, and stretched himself.

"Let's go, kids!"

"Where are you going?" Yun Ling looked at the prince and asked.

The prince smiled and replied: "Of course it is Yilin Pavilion. Finding someone will definitely be hopeless for a while. You are in the human world, and running around is not an option. There must be a stable place to stay, my lord. The Yilin Pavilion lacks everything but no room, so you can live in whatever you want!"

"That's so embarrassing"

"My seat and your family, Mr. Si Fan, have a long-term friendship. This trivial matter is nothing to worry about. Dan'er, let's take them with me."

"Yes!"

"A Yuan, let's go." The prince took a mouthful of A Yuan.

Yuan Ling seemed to be very twisted, even a little disgusted, but he didn't say much. People who have always talked less are always hard to see through, and people who talk less and have no expression are even more difficult. Analyze his mental activity.