Tu Ling did not show up for several days, and Yun Guzhen was still bound under the eaves by the blue light beam. At first, he was able to calm down, but as he got further behind, it seemed that because he couldn't see Tu Ling in time, the resentment in his body skyrocketed again Many, if it wasn't for being unable to break through the blue light curtain set by the man in white, presumably they would have made a fuss in this illusion.

He has become a little lethargic these days, often sitting in the courtyard and chatting with the man in white to pass the time, forcing the man in white to tell him about the man in white.

Although the other party was reticent, he would tell him everything he wanted to know, but he always fell asleep during the conversation with the other party many times, sleeping for several hours, and it was difficult to wake him up.

Another time, he and the man in white were strolling in the courtyard under the promenade. One moment he was still talking to each other, and the next moment he closed his eyes and fell asleep, and he didn't wake up until the next day.

Probably not a good omen, he thought sleepily.

Just as he was thinking so, a voice came from his ear: "Wen Yang."

Immediately, he turned his mind back a little, and was about to open his eyelids, but he found that the drowsiness was pervasive, as if it had penetrated into the bone marrow, shackling him, making him top-heavy, and he just wanted to fall asleep.

A cool hand stroked his forehead, and the warmth and coolness spread from his forehead instantly, pouring into his limbs and bones.The heavy drowsiness was swept away, he opened his eyes, and the cold sweat that did not know when to break out from his forehead was rolling down the sides of his cheeks to his neck.

He looked at the person in front of him in confusion, "Brother."

The man in white wiped the cold sweat off his cheeks with his sleeve, and said with deep eyes, "You can't sleep anymore."

He lowered his eyes, and found that his slightly curled hands were extremely moist, but they were piercingly cold.The man in white grabbed his hand and held it in his palm. After feeling the chill, he repeated: "You can't sleep anymore."

"Yes." He replied, "I will try my best."

The man in white frowned slightly, without saying a word, he took his other hand and held it together in his palm, and he didn't let go until both of his hands were warmed up.

Strange to say, his hands were drenched in cold sweat, and the cold was penetrating. The temperature of the palm of the man in white was not warm, it could even be called cold.But after the other party's covering, not only did it not make his hands more icy, but it also gave off a bit of warmth.

If two pieces of ice are covered in one place, can they still melt each other and produce heat?

He was full of wild thoughts in his chest, and he didn't ask this question. After rubbing his hands, he put his two hands into his sleeves and hid them, not to be disturbed by sleepiness, and it was a rare moment of clarity.

He said: "Tu Ling has not shown up for many days, brother, do we still have to wait in the courtyard?"

The man in white looked out the wide open wooden window, and said in a deep thought, "It should be here."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a knock on the front door outside the courtyard.

He immediately sat up from the chair and said, "Brother, I'll go and open the door."

The man in white nodded and went out with him.

The knocking on the door continued, methodically and intermittently. Although there was a sense of urging, it did not make people impatient.

He unlocked the door bolt and opened the door, and a man dressed as a soldier was standing in front of the door. Seeing him open the door, he first saluted respectfully, and then said in stuttering words: "Yun, Mr. Yun, Diandian, Your Highness, yes... please."

Although stumbled, it is still understandable.He and the man in white looked at each other, and after seeing no difference, he nodded in response.

Seeing that he responded, the soldier hurriedly stepped aside, raised his arm and pointed at a luxurious carriage parked in front of the door, and said, "Please."

He glanced at the carriage, walked in without saying anything, and the man in white followed him and got into the carriage together.

The whip lightly flicked, and after a groan, the four wheels began to roll, and the carriage drove away.

He lifted the curtain of the car and took a look outside, then lowered the curtain and said, "It looks like the road to the palace."

The man in white said: "Tu Ling wants to meet Yun Guzhen in the palace."

"Why did you choose to meet in the palace?" He said, "Is it because everyone knows about Wusu's marriage to the king? Or is it something else?"

The man in white said: "Maybe it's just a whim, and there is no reason."

He snorted, "Okay."

The carriage drove all the way across the long street, into the palace, and passed through the palace for a while, before stopping in front of a palace gate.

He and the man in white got out of the carriage together, and the soldiers who accompanied him respectfully opened the gate of the palace for him, still stumbling and saying: "Please, Yunyun, young master, please come in."

He paced into the palace, and before he had time to look at the scene in the palace courtyard, he was attracted by the things in front of him.

Large tracts of datura flowers are blooming in the flowerbed, and the green branches are covered with flowers. The flowers are graceful and red like fire, and they are particularly gorgeous against the emerald green background.

A man in Chinese clothes stood in the middle of the flower garden. He was holding a ladle made of half a gourd, rolled up his sleeves, and poured water on the delicate flowers. The red petals were stained with water drops, and they immediately became pale. It is even more charming and eye-catching.

As if aware of someone visiting, the man in Chinese clothes stopped his movements, put down the gourd scoop and put it back into the wooden barrel filled with water, turned around to look at him, was slightly startled when he saw his appearance clearly, and then smiled and said: "That arrives so fast."

He walked to the flowerbed and said, "It's faster to take a carriage than travel."

Tu Ling picked up a dry handkerchief to wipe his hands, and paused when he heard the words, "Idiot, of course riding in a carriage is much faster than walking." Then he put down the handkerchief, rolled his sleeves back, and asked, "Do you know?" I don't know why I asked you to come to the palace today?"

He was silent, and truthfully replied: "I don't know."

Tu Ling walked in front of him around the flower garden, and changed the topic, "I haven't come to look for you these days, and I haven't seen you come to look for me."

He said without hesitation: "If you look for it, you will look for it that day."

"When?" Tu Ling hurriedly asked.

After thinking about it, he took out the dumbbell he was carrying and handed it to Tu Ling, wanting to point it out directly, "I have something to tell you."

Tu Ling took the bell, held it in his hand, rubbed it lightly, and asked, "Why didn't it ring?"

He had no choice but to swallow the words back, and replied: "I fell off the roof that day and broke it."

Tu Ling didn't respond, but rubbed the gap on Ling's body for a long time, and said, "I have something for you."

He frowned, wondering why he had to give something again.Tu Ling had already retracted the bell, and took out a fist-sized brocade box from his bosom to hand it to him, but seeing the expression on his face, he changed his hand to pinch it, "I'll give you something, You are still not happy, is there any reason?"

He guessed that the other party was probably going to pinch his face again, and just as he was about to dodge, Tu Ling's hand stretched out to his cheek was suddenly withdrawn.

Tu Ling turned her face away, covered her expression, and handed the brocade box in front of him with both hands, "I know you are a monk, but your cultivation level is only so-so... The things in this box can boost your cultivation level, wait for you to come back Go to the world of cultivating immortals, at least you won't be bullied."

He looked down at the brocade box, and said for a moment, "No one bullies me."

Tu Ling snorted softly and muttered, "I am the only one who can bully you."

He closed his eyes for a moment, and when he opened them again, his eyes were filled with tranquility, "Tu Ling, I'm not Yun Guzhen."

"What nonsense are you talking about in broad daylight." Tu Ling wanted to force the brocade box into his arms, "Who else are you if you are not Yun Guzhen?"

He raised his head, looked at Tuling, and said in a flat voice: "Your Yun Guzhen, died a long time ago."

Tu Ling's hand handing the brocade box was taken aback for a moment, then he frowned and looked at him in confusion, "What are you talking about..."

"The person you worked so hard to recruit is someone who doesn't know you at all." He interrupted Tu Ling, and said, "You should wake up from this dream."

The brocade box landed silently, and a radiant purple seal rolled down from the box to his feet. He glanced at it, bent over to pick up the purple seal, put it in the box, and handed it back to Tu Ling, "Yun Guzhen Want to see..."

Before he finished speaking, he was suddenly pulled into Tu Ling's arms. He opened his eyes slightly, "What are you doing, Tu Ling?"

Tu Ling hugged him tightly, and said with a low voice: "You clearly know what I'm thinking, but you still use such an excuse to prevaricate me! Yun Guzhen, you are too ruthless."

He tried to struggle, but he couldn't break free. He looked at the man in white beside him for help, "Brother, help me!"

The man in white looked frighteningly cold at the moment, and he was also frightened by the chill emanating from the other party. He saw the man in white reach out and hit Tu Ling's arm, but the other party's hand slipped out of Tu Ling's arm without warning. Through it!

He stared blankly at the man in white, and suddenly realized that not only could Tu Ling not see Yun Guzhen, but he could not see him either!At the moment, this situation is afraid that he can only rely on himself.

"What do you want my brother to help you?" Tu Ling looked up at him, with anger flickering on his face, "You little bastard! Tell me, and see if brother can help you."

He hurriedly said: "I know what you think about Yun Guzhen, but I'm really not Yun Guzhen! Yun Guzhen is now in the courtyard where you usually live, but you can't see him now!"

"Continue to weave." Tu Ling said, "I'll see how long you can weave." As he spoke, he pressed his body into his arms.

His thoughts were spinning, but he didn't move, and suddenly blurted out: "You are already dead!"

Tu Ling paused, and he hurriedly added: "Tu Ling, you have died a long time ago, did you forget?! Both you and Yun Guzhen are dead, and what you see now is just for you to see Yun Guzhen. It's just an illusion!"

As soon as Tu Ling finished speaking, before Tu Ling could react, he suddenly felt his body tremble, the ice pierced his heart, and a stream of blood gushed out of his mouth from the side.

Tu Ling seemed to be frightened by his movement, and relaxed in a daze, "Gu Zhen, what's wrong with you?"

He took advantage of the situation to break away from the other party's hand, and retreated to the side of the man in white. The other party put his arms around him and asked, "What's wrong?"

He took a deep breath and replied: "It's just the chest hurts, it hurts badly." After he finished speaking, he gushed out a mouthful of blood, which stained the opponent's frosty white clothes red.

The man in white tightened his strength and held him in his arms, "Let's go back and find Yun Guzhen."

He coughed, choked by the blood gushing from his throat, shook his head and said, "It's too late..."

Tu Ling wanted to come forward to embrace him, but he stopped him: "Don't come, I'm really not your Yun Guzhen."

Tu Ling looked at him, lost his eyes and said: "...if you are not, then where should he be?"

As soon as these words came out, he knew that Tu Ling must have woken up most of the time. Just as he was about to explain aloud, a shadow suddenly appeared in the sky above his head. Split the sky in half.

Hearing the thunder, Tu Ling suddenly realized, his face distorted, his figure began to become blurred, and a deep Yin Qi emerged from his body, and he said sharply: "Yun Guzhen, where is Yun Guzhen?!"

"Yun Guzhen is transformed into resentment now, and he is in the courtyard at the moment..." He panted and explained: "But because he is resentment, the illusion you created for him cannot accommodate him. The two of you are in this illusion Never to be seen."

Tu Ling said bitterly: "Since I can't see him here, I will destroy this useless illusion! Look for him after I go out!"

You are already a dead person, but you are living with a little sinister energy, you may not be able to see Yun Guzhen when you go out!The words rolled through his belly and before he could utter them, Tu Ling's figure flashed, and he disappeared through the crack in the sky that was opened by the thunder!

The person who created the illusion had disappeared, the house shook instantly, the wind was strong, and all the surrounding scenes began to shatter like a mirror.

The man in white wrapped his arms around him so that he would not be affected by the shock, "I'll take you out."

He froze for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I won't go out, brother go out!"

The man in white frowned and said, "Don't be willful."

While he was speaking, he choked a mouthful of cold wind, and the cold wind entered his body, and his internal organs were suddenly cold, which was not much worse than the heart-piercing cold before.He shuddered and said in a trembling voice: "Brother, go out. I am going to die on the left and right, and it is the same if I die in this illusion."

Yun Gu's resentment had reached an unprecedented peak, he vomited blood repeatedly, and the color of the blood had already begun to turn black, and he knew that he was powerless.

"Shut up." The man in white said coldly: "The method to undo Yun Gu Zhenyuan has been found, you will not die."

He was shocked by the other party's cold tone for a moment, and then he couldn't help feeling wronged, "I won't go out! If I go out, I won't be able to see my brother, I won't go out!"

The man in white was startled when he heard the words, but he returned to normal immediately, hugged him and went straight to the crack in the sky.He was angry and anxious, and kept struggling in the opponent's arms, "Without you outside, I won't go, I won't go!"

"I'm not here either." The man in white wrapped his struggling arms and pressed his head into his arms, "I'll wait for you outside."

He struggled to stop, and wanted to look up at the other party, but was shackled in his arms and couldn't move.The surroundings were full of howling ghosts and wolves, the wind and thunder making the whole illusion tremble and howl.But he turned a deaf ear to it, and cautiously stretched out two fingers that were not stained with blood, grasped a corner of the other's clothes, and whispered: "Don't lie to me..."

As soon as the words fell, the two figures disappeared in the gap between the fangs and claws.

Wen Xia had a dream.

The scene in the dream has changed a thousand times, but it is still vivid in his memory, as if he had personally experienced the catastrophe.But after flashing those scenes in his mind, he felt that something was being forgotten by him.

what is it then?He thought about it again, and after sorting out those experiences, he even quietly forgot about the fact that he had "forgotten".

The sun was shining, and Chi Wei sat cross-legged in the sand, his already irritable mood was made even more irritable by the vicious sun above his head.

He stared closely at the two people covered under the red umbrella in the midair, and he didn't dare to blink too much.

Senior Wen's three souls and seven souls were suddenly dragged into an illusion, and he almost died. At the critical moment, fortunately, Jun Miaoyinqing's soul left the body in time and followed Senior Wen into the illusion, which temporarily stabilized Senior Wen's life .

But the separation of the soul from the body is not a long-term solution after all. Mr. Miaoyinqing told him before he left that if the two of them have not returned to their bodies after half a cup of tea, they have to use the method of demonic cultivation to forcibly remove him. The two called back.

Although Chi Wei has learned some soul-calling techniques, he also knows that these soul-calling techniques have advantages and disadvantages. Although some of them can successfully recall the soul, they will leave sequelae on the soul-returning person afterwards. It hurts the soul and becomes a foolish person.

Therefore, Chi Wei didn't want to use it on these two unless it was absolutely necessary.

But now the time has been spent more than half, and there is not much left, but the two still have no signs of waking up.He anxiously scratched his ears and cheeks, and Dahei, who was nestled on top of his head, couldn't sit still anymore, and started circling around the two people under the umbrella again.

The more he waited, the more anxious he was, he casually grabbed the hair of the white tiger lying next to him and gave him a good meal, "It's all you stupid tiger, you have to play with umbrellas if you don't like it, and you have to snatch anything if it's not good." Senior's umbrella! Stupid tiger!"

Bai Erhu is quite human, he knows he is wrong and dare not resist, he yells twice when he is pinched in pain, he doesn't dodge or dodge, let Chi Wei pinch.

Seeing its unreasonable appearance, Chi Wei became more and more uneasy when he squeezed it, so he withdrew his hand with a snort.At this time, Dahei suddenly screamed, he looked sideways suddenly, and saw the figures of the two people under the umbrella move slightly, he hurriedly shouted: "Senior, Lord Miaoyinqing!"

Before Wen Xia opened his eyes, a mouthful of black blood vomited out of his mouth first. Chi Wei was shocked and rushed forward to check the other party's situation, but saw the other party's eyes suddenly opened.

"I've had enough of you—" Wen Xia'er spat out the remaining blood in her mouth, her palms tightly gripped her heart, and hissed, "His bones are buried in the withered mandala flower field in front of Tuling's palace. Go there quickly." , dare to toss me again and spit out a mouthful of blood, your uncle, I will take you to Yinchuan to become a wandering ghost!"

After he said that, he coughed violently for a while, and a barely visible faint black air slowly emerged from his heart, slowly condensing a misty man's figure in the void.

Wen Xia raised her eyes and glanced at the man, finally lost her anger, and said in a deep voice, "Wen Yang, thank you for your kindness."

Yun Guzhen's brows were green, and upon hearing his words, a shy smile appeared on his face, "Uncle, uncle takes care. Nephew, let's go now."

He nodded, "Let's go."

The Tsing Yi figure in the void gradually disappeared.

Seeing this scene, Chi Wei looked at him blankly, "Senior, just now, just now, was that Yun Guzhen?"

Wen Xia covered her sleeves and coughed non-stop, with a sick look between her brows and eyes.Holding his shoulders with both hands to stabilize his figure, he looked up and saw Jun Lingshen, and suddenly remembered that the other party had received more than a dozen whips from Wusu to protect him, "Show me, your back..." Before he finished speaking, he felt his eyes darken for a while, and then he tilted his head, and fell into Jun Ling's arms suddenly.

In front of the deserted palace courtyard, there is a flower garden surrounded by stone slabs.The flower garden is square and square. There are no flowers and plants in it, only some soil of different shades is buried. The color of the soil is darker, and it still faintly reveals some sense of humidity.

It's strange to say that in a place like the Northern Wilderness, the wind and sand are continuous, and the sun is scorching. Even the soil in the flower garden that is carefully cared for by someone often dries up. It's really weird, weird, to be able to maintain this moist feeling.

Yun Guzhen descended from the void and walked into the gate of the palace, and stood still in front of the flower garden.

He looked down at the world in the flower garden for a moment, squatted down, and wanted to dig out these things blocking his eyes with his bare hands, but his hand passed through it unexpectedly, finding a space.

He looked at his insubstantial hand, which seemed to be about to dissipate, and was a little dazed, "I..."

At this time, a gust of wind suddenly blew up in the palace, and the clear and pleasant sound of the bells rang through the entire palace, which lasted for a long time.

Yun Guzhen was stunned, a dark blue corner of his clothes suddenly appeared in his downcast eyes, he raised his head suddenly, and saw a person standing in front of him, staring at him with downcast eyes.

It's still the same profound facial features and heroic appearance, but the smile in the eyes that used to tease him is missing, and the hostility is deep.

Yun Guzhen stood up and also stared at that person.

Their eyes met, as if they were filled with thousands of emotions, but neither of them was willing to say a word first.

After a while, Yun Guzhen opened his lips and said in a slow voice: "I have a girl I like the most. The thing I regret the most in my life is that I didn't express my feelings to that girl before I was alive."

Tu Ling's brows showed some yin, and he said: "If you want to tell me about this, it's better not to talk about it."

Yun Guzhen laughed out loud, but there was an indescribable bitterness in that smile, "That girl saved me when we first met. I still remember the skirt he was wearing at that time, but half of his legs were exposed. I wonder which girl from this family can be so eclectic. Later, when I arrived in the bone master country, that girl was always by my side. Although he liked to tease me occasionally, he treated me sincerely. Once He was drunk and wanted to ask me why I was nice to another person. I coaxed him that it was because the other person was my savior, so I treated her well because I wanted him to confess to me, but he told me Really believed it like a fool."

When he said this, he was a little choked up, "He is the best girl I have ever met in my life. I want to marry him home, stay with him forever, and grow old together. But in the end, I made him feel sad because of me Dead..."

A resentment should have no tears, but Yun Guzhen felt that his face was wet with hot tears at this moment, which made him hang his head heavily, and dare not look at the other party again.

"You said it wrong." Tu Ling reached out and raised his face, finally showing a bright smile on his face, "It's not that girl you like, it's me."

Yun Guzhen swallowed and said: "Tu Ling, I'm sorry for you. It's my fault, it's my fault..."

Tu Ling sighed and pulled him into her arms, "Since it was your fault, you should pay it back to me."

He grabbed Tu Ling's arm, "How should I pay it back, give you my life?"

"Fool, you are already dead." Tu Ling smiled, but his eyes were surprisingly gentle, "I still remember the day you left the Bone Master Country, I asked you if you would come back to Beihuang, how did you answer me?"

Yun Guzhen raised his head, his eyes were in a trance, "I, I forgot."

Tu Ling fiercely pinched him on the face, "Then write it down for the rest of your life!"

Yun Guzhen responded ignorantly, and Tu Ling took advantage of the situation and kissed him forcefully on the lips, and said vaguely: "It's a lifetime, not even one day less..."

The overlapping figures of the two gradually faded away under the bright golden sunlight, and then there was only a clear sound, and two bells appeared at the place where they disappeared.

One was black all over, and the other was as clean as new even though it had a gap.

When Yun Guzhen left the bone master country that day, Tu Ling sent him outside the city, after a long time of deliberation, he finally asked that question before the other party left.

Tuling asked Yun Guzhen: "Will you come to Beihuang again?"

Yun Guzhen stopped in his tracks, held tightly the broken bell hidden in his sleeve, and said softly, "Maybe."

Tu Ling smiled and said, "Then I'll wait for you in Beihuang. When you come again, I'll tell you something."

Yun Guzhen was slightly taken aback, nodded and said: "Okay."

Tu Ling watched Yun Guzhen disappear into the yellow sand all over the sky, and then began the longest wait in his life until he died.

He was buried in the flower garden, his bones were still cold, and his soul lingered, but he still stayed where he was, unable to let go, unable to leave.

Fortunately, in the end he waited for the person he put on top of his heart.

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