After sworn worship, gods want to worship heaven and earth

"Xiao Yewei, come here, Grandpa Flower God gave you a nice gift."

"What is this? What a small gun!"

The young Ye Wei was fiddling with the pocket gun in his hand. There was a faint fragrance from the dark muzzle, and when he opened the gun case, a dozen flower seeds flowed out.

"Hahaha!" Grandpa Huashen patted his head with a smile, "This is your birthday present, a love-judgment gun,"

The love gun can't fire, it can only bloom, family love, friendship, brotherhood... all bloom small blue flowers, only when the heart loves, will it bloom small pink flowers.

"You child has grown up, and when you have someone you love, you can try to see if they like you too."

"Grandpa Huashen, you underestimate me too much. In the future, my beloved will definitely like me. How dare you point a gun at someone and bang bang bang? How humble."

Grandpa Huashen smiled kindly: "Really, our Ah Wei is very popular?"

"Of course! Don't look at me like this. People who want to be my Taoist companion can line up from Yefu to Nantianmen, and the rest can sit in a big circle around Nantianmen and throw handkerchiefs together."

"Ye Wei! Show some face!"

The bad friends around him booed, Ye Wei didn't care about them, Grandpa Huashen looked kindly, and he handed over the love-judgment gun to Ye Wei with his own hands:

"Good boy, take it. Young people are full of vigor, but the word love is hard to understand. I hope you won't use it."

Ye Wei thanked him solemnly, cherished his collection, and later on, he never used it once. His official career was open and unstoppable, and his love path was also open, boundless as far as the eye could see, without anyone at all.

Father Ye is not in a hurry, his son will be the Emperor of the Immortal in the future, and he will have to consider the selection of the Immortal Empress when the time comes, so it is better not to decide too early.Ye Wei himself has never been able to spare time to talk about love. He used to focus on cultivating the way of immortality, fighting for meritorious service and preparing to become emperor. After falling into the endless prison, he focused on cultivating the way of ghosts, recruiting troops and buying horses to fight in all directions, preparing to fight back. After rebirth, he began to create humanity again. , Sweeping the street and building sects are extremely busy.

Going back and forth, crossing the nine heavens, occasionally trying to recall a little bit of romance, but found no one to remember.

This love-judgment gun has also been stored in Ye Wei's underground treasure room. Over time, even he himself has forgotten it.

Yan Lin did not forget.

He stole it once.

At that time, Ye Wei took him to live in Ye Mansion, and that night, Xiao Yanlin quietly took out a stolen pistol and pointed it at his brother who was sleeping peacefully on the bed...

"boom!"

Yan Lin closed his eyes and didn't dare to look at him. As long as he was attracted to someone, even if it was only for a moment, he would definitely bloom a little pink flower.Over the years, how many little pink flowers will my brother bloom?Who has he been attracted to?In my brother's flower cluster, will there be that little pink flower that only belongs to me?

He opened his eyes bit by bit, and was stunned for an instant, like spring water meeting winter, the blood all over his body was congealing.

On the muzzle, a large cluster of small blue flowers grows.

Family affection, friendship, brotherhood... In Ye Wei's heart, there are all kinds of affection, but there is no heartbeat, no admiration, no love, no little pink flower.

"Yan Lin... what are you doing in the middle of the night?" Ye Wei woke up and snatched the things from Xiao Yan Lin's hand, "Hey, you are not so brave, dare to steal a love gun and hit your brother? When did you steal it! Without my consent, you... Hey, Yan Lin? You...don't cry, you started crying before I scolded you, how can I scold you... Okay, okay, you like this gun, brother gave it to you to play with! Okay, okay, don't cry..."

Xiao Yanlin didn't speak, but put the corner of the quilt together, and tears fell down. It turned out that so many intimacy and intimacy were all brotherhood, and it was his ridiculous self-indulgence. Ye Wei didn't like him at all.Yan Lin stretched out his hand, pulled off the bunch of small blue flowers on the muzzle of the gun, and threw it on the ground:

"Brother doesn't have little pink flowers!"

"I..." Ye Wei was stunned, he felt that it was normal to not have Little Pink Flower, but Xiao Yanlin felt wronged to death, as if he had wronged someone.

Xiaoyan clutched the love-judgment gun before dying, turned his head suddenly, and stared at Ye Wei with red eyes:

"My brother's heart is made of stone!"

He suddenly got into the quilt, stuffed himself up, curled up into a small ball and kept crying.

Ye Wei had nothing to do with him, sighed, came over to pick up the quilt, and coaxed him: "Little Yanlin, good Yanlin, what's wrong with you? Tell your brother?"

"You don't understand!"

Ye Wei was choked up, and peeled Xiao Yanlin out of the quilt like peeling corn: "Speak up, I just didn't bloom pink flowers, how come I'm made of stone?"

"Others have it..." Yan Lin lowered his head and muttered in a low voice, "If there is no one you like, at least there will be one or two heart-wrenching moments. My brother has nothing, stone!"

Ye Wei's head was big when he was questioned, and his face was troubled. He made a lot of friends, was friendly, and easily got along with others. He seemed to know everyone well and was close to everyone. It's bad breath.

"I just... haven't met a suitable person for the time being, and you can't just say your brother is stone-hearted. I'm so sad."

"temporary?"

Xiao Yanlin grasped the life-saving straw from this word, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "Then... will there be...one who is attracted to my brother in the future?"

"That's for sure, you still want to curse your brother Yongshi Guluan? Hey, don't rush over, have you grown taller again..."

Xiao Yanlin was disobedient, turned her head and threw herself into Ye Wei's arms, hugging him tightly and not letting go.

Although my elder brother doesn't like him, but my elder brother doesn't like anyone, the days to come are still so long, one day, he will make my elder brother like him.

Time passed year by year, Ye Wei fell into the Infernal Prison, then fought back to the Immortal Realm, led the ghost soldiers to occupy the third heaven, and returned to Ye Mansion again.

That night, Yan Lin stole the love-judgment gun from the underground treasure room again, pointed it at his brother, bang——

Ye Wei settled down and closed his breath, trying not to hear these sounds.

The bedside candle was lit, Yan Lin hugged the small pillow happily, and blue flowers burst out from the muzzle of the gun, and at the end, with a swoosh, from the center of the cluster of blue flowers, the only small flower popped out. pink flowers.

My brother is moved!

Yan Lin couldn't restrain the beating of his heart. He was so happy that he was going crazy, but he was so anxious that he was on the verge of death. He stretched out his hand, his fingertips were trembling, and finally grabbed the little flower.

If the flower is for him, then when he touches the flower, he will be able to see the moment when his brother's heart moves. On the contrary, if the flower belongs to someone else, he will not see anything.

Yan Lin tightly closed his eyes, begging in his heart, see himself, see himself, see himself, let him see himself with his brother.

Gathering up enough courage, he suddenly opened his eyes, and what responded to him was blank.

There is boundless snow in his eyes, no one, no scenery and nothing, Yan Lin can't see anything.

This flower does not bloom for him.

Yan Lin put the flower back on the gun in a daze. Suddenly, his whole body trembled, as if he had finally come to his senses, he grabbed the small pink flower with ten fingers and yanked it fiercely, tearing the petals to pieces.

It was not easy for my elder brother to have someone he was attracted to, but that person was not him.

The silver-white divine light suddenly appeared, Yan Lin bent down, stretched out his fingertips to Ye Wei who was sleeping peacefully on the couch, and lightly tapped his forehead, and soon, a thick scroll emerged.

He was not reconciled, an indescribable resentment gushed out from his heart, rushed to his head along with the blood, his eyes were reddened, Yan Lin waved his sleeves, and violently shook away the memory scroll of his brother so far, and turned to him and Ye Weichu. When we meet, pick up the judgment gun and aim at yourself on the picture scroll:

boom--

If you read the love-judgment gun at the person in the memory picture scroll, you can find out whether there was a moment when your brother fell in love with him between them. It can turn into small pink flowers.

A pocket gun was wrapped in the spread picture scroll, dancing rapidly, the body of the gun rolled past countless Yan Lin in Ye Wei's memory, small flowers bloomed from the muzzle of the gun, and the gun would overflow...

Yan Lin closed his eyes, not daring to look at the colors of the flowers. After waiting for an unknown amount of time, he heard a "click", the scroll rolled to the bottom, and the love-judgment gun fell to the ground.

On the muzzle of the gun, a large clump of small blue flowers bloomed, blue like the sky, like the boundless sea, without any powder mixed in.

Yan Lin stared blankly, then suddenly squatted down, stretched out his hand, and fiddled with the flowers carefully.Are the small pink flowers blooming smaller?It was crushed below, so he didn't see it...

He pulled out the little blue flowers one by one and threw them on the ground until they were all gone, leaving a black muzzle pointed at himself, like a black eyeball, looking at him and laughing at him.

Yan Lin suddenly felt cold all over. He folded his arms tightly and crouched in a corner, shaking uncontrollably.

Ye Wei has never had more affection for him than a brother.

During these long years and countless years of companionship, there was never a single moment when my heart was moved by him.

But this heart, which was not moved by him, was beating wildly for others.

Who is this guy?

No one had time to pay attention to his small thoughts during the war, Ye Wei was busy arranging troops, and rarely came to see him, before Yan Lin could find out what was wrong, Ye Wei had fallen to the roof and committed suicide.

The answer to this question is digested between life and death, and it should be forever unsolvable, but at this moment, Yan Lin in the storage ring hugged his elder brother with one hand kissing, and with the other hand, he let Ye Wei go. memory scroll.

Time has been stopped, Ye Wei can't even blink.Yan Lin lowered his head with a smile, and gently kissed his eyelashes, which were very soft, like little butterflies.

Who wants to take my brother away?

In his last life, he shot Ye Wei twice. The first time, his brother obviously had no feelings for anyone. Why did he change the second time?

Variety.

During this distance, my brother did experience the biggest change in his life: falling into the endless hell.

And in the Infernal Prison, the first person Ye Wei met was Xing Zhe.

Yan Lin looked at the picture scroll of memory, Infernal Prison, Duanhun Slope, Xing Zhe picked up the dying Ye Wei.

The judgment gun moved up, and the black muzzle pointed at Xing Zhe's handsome face on the scroll.

As for the grace of saving lives, as long as the muzzle of this gun dares to release a little powder...!

Yan Lin smiled coldly, moved his fingers slightly, and tapped instantly:

boom--