Picked up a little dumb on the side of the road

Ah Jin fell asleep in Wei Xun's arms. Wei Xun picked him up and walked to the desk to sit down. He looked up at Yu Jun beside him, "Do I really have white hair?"

But he is obviously an immortal body.

"Just one or two." Yu Jun said respectfully, "If Master minds, I'll pull it out for you."

Wei Xun smiled, "Keep it."

Keep it to teach him to come back and see it, and he feels sorry for me.

I feel sorry for Junhua's premature birth.

"That disciple, disciple has retreated..." Yu Jun stayed aside in embarrassment, "Do you want me to take Ajin away?"

Wei Xun looked down at the child sleeping peacefully in his arms, Xiao Yi slept so soundly in his arms back then.

"Go down," he said, "or you'll be making trouble again when you wake up."

So Yu Jun saluted and retreated.

He didn't persuade Wei Xun to rest earlier, because he knew that in the past 300 years, Wei Xun had never touched the bed for a single day.

There is no longer a familiar weight resting on his chest; there is no even long breath flapping against his neck; no one is holding his waist nervously, so nervous that they have to tie their obscene clothes together. place; no one stuffed a small ball in his arms, it was cold and cold.

Wei Xun couldn't sleep.

"My lord..." Ah Jin was still lying on Wei Xun's lap when he woke up in the middle of the night, "Are you painting again?"

Ah Jin rubbed his eyes and stood up, staring at Wei Xun's drawing paper.

Not only Yu Jun, even the children in the mountains are no strangers to such Wei Xun and the people in Wei Xun's paintings.

In Wei Xun's paintings, sometimes it is a 10-year-old girl in red clothes; sometimes it is a teenage boy with no hair, male and female, so beautiful that he is indistinguishable from female; but more often , Wei Xun's pen is a young man in his early 20s with a good look, and sometimes he even wears a bright red wedding dress.

Although the people in the painting have different clothing, attire, age and even gender, even children in the mountains can tell that the painting is the same person.

It may be because of the half-covered tear mole at the corner of the person's eye in the painting, or it may be because of Wei Xun's consistent, gentle and precious appearance when he paints.

In fact, even though they hug each other and sleep every night, Wei Xun has never seen Xiao Yi who is weak and crowned as an adult.But the lips, teeth and fingertips have already turned into the most delicate carving knives, engraving Xiao Yi's appearance on the tip of his heart.

Even if you are blind.

But the clearer this image is, the more he feels that the person in the painting is not as good as the person in his heart.

He still remembered what Xiao Yi had said to him on Linqing Mountain when he was 15 years old. At that time, Xiao Yi was soaking in the tub, regretting that he hadn't been to many places.

Later, when he was looking for Xiao Yi, every time he went to a new place, he wanted to draw the most beautiful scenery there on paper, and when Xiao Yi came back, he would talk to each other in detail, as if they had traveled together through the magnificent mountains and rivers .

But no matter how many times he unfolds the drawing paper, only the person in his heart remains on the paper in the end——

I wanted to paint all the colors in the world, but when I fell on the paper, they all looked like you.

He gradually discovered that only Xiao Yi was the only color in the world.

You are the net of heaven and earth, and the ends of the world. Although I have been golden for hundreds of years, there is nowhere to escape.

"Woke you up?" Wei Xun looked down at the girl in his arms, but the girl had already drifted off to sleep.

He got up and extinguished the oil lamp in the room, and laid the girl flat on the couch.

In the middle of the night, he looked out from the window on the top of the mountain, and he could faintly see the lights in the town on the other side of Lize Lake.

Every night, the bright lights may be waiting for a returnee, and every light at the foot of the mountain may have been waiting for a traveler to return home.

The thatched hut at the foot of the mountain was also lit, and the oil lamp was the same one before Xiao Yi left.

The lamp was on day and night.

But after all, it failed to light the way for Xiao Yi to return home.

Wei Xun is currently standing on the top of Mugui Mountain, and the name on the stone tablet at the foot of the mountain was mentioned by him himself——

Mugui Mountain, Mugui people.

I have an old friend whose body and soul are scattered, and I can't return to the end of the world.

In the past 300 years, he has hated many, many people, but after 300 years, although he finally feels that the world can be forgiven, he no longer knows who to forgive.

Visiting the old is all ghosts.

He just stared out of the window like this, until a dazzling brilliance lit up in the sky.

"Master!" Yu Jun broke into the door regardless of etiquette, "The six evil stars and the canopy are on the same page!"

In terms of the mystery transformed by the immortal law, there have been only two people for thousands of years.

Gu Yao and Lie Shanchi depended on each other for life in the world. For thousands of years, the clouds were calm and the wind was breezy, but in the past 300 years, Gu Yao was very busy; even when Lie Shanchi was so busy, he often couldn't see others.

He had to clean up the mess Shen Lingyi had left in the heavenly and human worlds, and also take care of the "third person" who appeared in the mountains.

"Senior brother." It was rare for Gu Yao to go back to the mountain to take a break, and it was also rare for A Chi to obediently make a cup of tea for him, "Is he alright?"

A Chi turned his head and took a sneak peek at the person in the ice coffin.

Gu Yao put the amber that had lost its soul into his bosom, and smiled helplessly when he took the teacup, "It's still the same."

"Brother, although he is the son of the destiny of the star, he has not ascended." Achi sighed maturely, "You have nourished his soul with the blood of the immortal for hundreds of years, but you can't awaken his soul at all? ?”

Gu Yao shook his head, not only because he couldn't wake up.

In front of the 300-year-old Xuanji Mountain Gate, Ah Chi tripped over the amber who had lost his soul. Gu Yao accompanied him up the mountain, and saw the young man's intact body.

Just when he hesitated whether to send this body to Wei Xun, who didn't know whether it should be called a corpse or a fleshy body, the disappeared Jie Soul suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and even brought a Pure Soul with him.

"You should have handed over the hot potato to Wei Xun at that time." Achi muttered, "If he finds out that the child's body is with you in the future, he might blame you!"

"At that time, the son of the Six Evil Stars shattered his soul and died together with the underworld phoenix. As for finding a way to gather his soul fragments scattered in the world, I was completely helpless."

Gu Yao lightly took a sip of the hot tea brought by A Chi, feeling a bitter taste in his throat.

"If I had sent this body to Wei Xun at that time, not to mention whether a mortal in his class would have been able to keep this body without a soul from decaying, even if he could do it, if he couldn't gather the soul to reinfuse the body , this is simply a corpse."

"How did you let him live in front of a corpse?"

What Gu Yao said is right, Shen Lingyi can revive dead bodies, flesh and bones, so he naturally has immortal methods to keep his body from decaying, but he has searched through the ancient books of the fairy world, and there is no way to gather the souls scattered in the world.

After all, that soul has been shattered into powder.

Even if there was any way, he couldn't even gather the scattered souls, let alone restore them.

Jinghun and Jiepo returned to Xuanji Mountain when he was at a loss.

"Senior brother, I have never understood... Since Jing Hun left Wei Xun, why not only did he not die, but he even obtained the body of a near-immortal that only the son of the star destiny can have..."

A Chi looked sad, with tears in his eyes, "Why... why... I, I can't..."

Hearing this, Gu Yao put down the teacup in his hand, he bowed and hugged Ah Chi, frowning deeply.

He didn't know how to explain to A Chi.

When A Chi was a mortal thousands of years ago, he was also the host of the pure soul. When the pure soul was forcibly pulled from A Chi's body, the child was only seven years old.

The pure soul was forcibly withdrawn, and mortals would undoubtedly die. In order to save Achi's life, Jiang Shinian forcibly disobeyed the way of heaven and enlightened Achi to ascend to immortality.It was because of this that Ah Chi's body remained at the age of seven forever, and his cultivation could not be too high.

But at that time Mingfeng was already on the verge of losing control, Jiang Shinian only had a piece of soul sealed in amber beside him, which was not enough to suppress Mingfeng, so in desperation, he could only find Achi.

At that time, Jiang Shinian also stated to Achi the powerful relationship among them——

If Mingfeng loses control, it will be a catastrophe; if the pure soul is forcibly extracted, the appearance, figure, and even voice of Achi Shengxian after ascension will remain forever at the moment of ascension.

A Chi will never grow up again, and his soul will be trapped in that childish body for thousands of generations.

Back then, Lie Shanchi just asked innocently, "If I don't agree to the gods, will there still be many, many people who will die?"

Jiang Shinian nodded, and Ah Chi said, "Then I will promise the gods, and don't let other children lose their parents like me."

Lie Shanchi was too young when he lost his parents, he didn't even have his own name.

Jiang Shinian gave this child the surname Lie Shan, a branch of Jiang's surname when he was in the world, and gave him a single name, a deficit, which shows Lie Shanchi's innocence.

Gu Yao didn't know how to explain to A Chi that before Xiao Yi shattered his soul, he left Wei Xun's immortal body as the son of his star.

Xiao Yi wanted to protect Wei Xun for the rest of his life, and it was just like this that he accidentally protected Wei Xun after losing his pure soul.

But Jinghun left Wei Xun in order to collect Xiao Yi's scattered souls in the world.

It was such a silent coincidence that they redeemed each other invisibly.

No one has made an agreement with anyone in advance, but they seem to exist to protect each other.

The last ray of soul left in the human world by the ancient father god intertwined and intertwined, hugged Xiao Yi's soul that should have been scattered in the world like dust, and went up to Xuanji Mountain.

The most holy strand of soul between heaven and earth embraces the soul of the son of the six evil stars, and embraces the dirtiest strand of soul between heaven and earth.

Just when Gu Yao was pleasantly surprised to re-inject the "gathered" complete soul into the original owner's body, he was almost going to inform Wei Xun immediately, but he had no choice but to find that it was too early to say anything.

Even if the scattered soul returns to its original body, it is still fragmented and has never been "whole".

The soul was only collected by the power of the ancient Father God to purify the soul, but the final fusion could never be completed.

They are still broken.

Gu Yao searched for many ways, until 100 years ago, he saw a legend in an ancient book——

The blood of the immortal is the best medicine for reshaping the soul, but too heavy memories will prevent the fusion of the soul.

So, he tried to empty out all the memories in Xiao Yi's soul, and nourished this soul for a hundred years with his own blood...

But even so, it was only in recent years that Xiao Yi's soul finally reunited into a whole.

"Since the fusion of the soul has finally been completed and reinfused into the physical body, it has been several years, why doesn't he wake up?"

A Chi looked at the body lying in the ice coffin, still maintaining the peerless face of 300 years ago, so quiet that it seemed to be just asleep.

The corner of Xiao Yi's mouth seemed to be smiling faintly.

The author has something to say: Yiyi will be back soon!

Visiting the old is all ghosts.It is adapted from Du Fu's "Gift to the Eight Guards", the original text: Visiting the old half is a ghost, exclaiming in a heartbeat.