Fellow!Stop!

Within ten days, Quanzhou ushered in another storm.

After experiencing the first storm suppression, Xuan Yi, Meng Che, Hanzhen Sanren and Situ Wulin knew how to deal with this situation.

Therefore, when the sound of the wind changed from weak to strong, and there was a faint feeling of whistling, the four of them jointly mobilized their spiritual power to suppress it, minimizing the damage caused by the wind disaster.

Four powerful spiritual powers merged into a powerful beam of light, which turned into thousands of beams and scattered in all directions in the blink of an eye, illuminating the night as brightly as day, and the storm that gradually broke out was calmed and suppressed along with these beams.

The tenants in Qinglan Manor knew about it when they experienced the sudden stop of the last typhoon, and the rumors that some experts came to Quanzhou to help them solve the typhoon gradually spread.So this time, when the four of them activated their spiritual power again to cause the beam of light to rise to the sky, they opened the closed doors and walked to their respective courtyards to feel the confrontation and contest between the immortals and the spiritual power of the earth.

When tens of thousands of light beams flew over the head like a meteor shower, turning the roaring wind into a gentle breeze, people all exclaimed in unison.Even some elderly people couldn't help but raised their sleeves and wiped their tears with emotion. With the help of the immortals, maybe they won't have to worry about wind disasters anymore.

Although the wind disaster was successfully suppressed again this time, Xuan Yi, Meng Che and the other four knew very well that they had not achieved their real goal.Due to the storm, they still failed to get in touch with Xi's body.

Xi's resentment had merged with the aura of this land, and it was already impossible to communicate with him through spiritual power.

Fortunately, the end of the year is only a few days away. Xuan Yi, Meng Che and the other four decided to wait until the end of the year and the eve of the year to take shape, and then try to use the old house as a lure to discuss with them face to face.

One yuan starts again, Vientiane is renewed.

Qinglanzhuang ushered in the most lively year-end celebration in three years.

From Maoshi, the sound of firecrackers and fireworks has been rumbling incessantly, accompanied by people's long-lost laughter and laughter, drifting around Qinglanzhuang from time to time.

The two recent wind disasters were successfully suppressed by the invited fairies, and they finally saw the hope of a good harvest in the coming year.The tenants in the village got up before they arrived, and began to clean the courtyard busily, posting door gods, couplets, hanging lanterns, and cleaning and sorting out the ingredients needed for the New Year's Eve dinner at night.

Because Xuanyi has already greeted Manager Fu, please tell the tenants in the Zhuangzi not to come to the house today, so that Xuanyi, Meng Che, Hanzhen Sanren and Situ Wulin can stay in the old house and wait for Xi's arrival. .Otherwise, according to the enthusiasm of the tenants in the past few days, sooner or later they will have to be trampled down by the tenants who came to send food and wine to thank them.

Due to the discussion with all the managers in the Zhuangzi in advance, at the end of the year, the Zhuangzi was quiet as usual, and the tenants consciously put away the firecrackers, and there was no sound of firecrackers in Qinglan Zhuang.

Han Xia's old house has been cleaned briefly, and an oil lamp casts a yellow light on the paper window, showing warmth and hope in the quiet winter evening.

The four people in the room sat quietly by the table with the old incense burner, they kept silent, they were all waiting for Xi, hoping that Xi could see the light from the oil lamp and be attracted to her.All four of them blindfolded their eyes with special cloth with spells cast on them, in case Xi would confuse them with magical powers later in case they would go to war with Xi Tan Beng.

When the ancient bell of Quanzhou Temple struck nine times, it came with the evening wind of winter.

The door of the old house was suddenly knocked open by a gust of unknown wind, and what came blowing was a powerful demon force completely different from the monsters in the world.

Xuan Yi unconsciously raised the corners of his lips, they expected it well.The evening is really here.

Maybe in these three years, he would come every year at the end of the year, staying in the old house and waiting for the little one who would never appear in front of him again.It's just that no one knows about this year after year of waiting, and there will be no response to his thoughts.

After waiting for three years, Xi knew that there would never be that child who smiled innocently at him again in the old house.But just after you hour, when he came to the old house in a concrete form, Xi was unexpectedly shocked by the light of the oil lamp in the old house.

He couldn't think about whether it was a trap, just looking at the re-ignited oil lamp, his heart was beating like crazy.Even if there are powerful immortals or demon-eliminating Taoist priests invited by Qinglanzhuang in the old house, he still has to rush in to take a look, even if he will be killed and disappear later, it can't stop the burning desire in his heart.

"Xiaer!"

In an instant, Xi turned into a gust of wind and rushed into the house. Under his impact, the dilapidated wooden door completely fell from the door frame, making a "clang" sound, and several echoes sounded in the empty old house. It seemed to shake the heart of the visitor.

However, when she saw the four people in the house who were blindfolded with black cloths, the hope that was burning in Xi's heart finally came to naught.

Except for the sound of the wooden door being knocked open and Xi's only urgent call, there was no sound from the old house.

Xi looked at the four silent young men in front of him, and through his own perception, he already understood that these four people were by no means easy.

It seems that Qinglanzhuang couldn't stand it anymore, and invited immortals to detect his existence and wanted to kill him.

Thinking of this, Xi's eyes gradually darkened, like the night that swallowed all the light, no more brilliance could be seen.At the same time, his demon power suddenly became full of evil energy, and it was no longer the pure aura of the earth.

"Are you here to find Han Xia?" Just when the two sides were in a stalemate and they were about to go to war, the young man who was sitting facing the door suddenly opened his mouth and went straight to the point.

As soon as Xi heard the name "Han Xia", her heart skipped a beat, and the demonic power she summoned instantly disappeared without a trace: "Do you know Han Xia?"

"I don't know." The young man smiled lightly, and said before Xi got angry, "But I've seen him."

There was a flash of light in Xi Mou, and he was silent, he was judging the authenticity of what the young man said.

"I've seen...his soul." The young man paused, and the words that he then spoke deeply shocked Xi's heart, and his figure couldn't help shaking when he heard the word "soul".

"Why should I believe you?" After a moment of silence, Xi asked her doubts, with a bit of sadness in her voice.

"With your obsession and... the monster power of Han Xia's longing that you unconsciously left to Han Xia." The young man said confidently, and deliberately tapped a few times with his slender fingers on the table, in the quiet old house There was a small but clear sound.

Xi followed the direction of his hand, and saw the straw grasshopper that didn't look any different from before.

Xi stared at the grasshopper for a long time as if frozen in ice and snow.He cared too much about Han Xia, and instead ignored this ordinary thing that had been under his nose for three years.

"Can you let me see Han Xia?" Xi hesitated, her voice visibly trembling.Although his tone was questioning, he no longer consciously wanted to trust the young man in front of him. This kind of temptation was too great, and he couldn't resist and was defeated.Besides, deep down in his heart, he didn't want to resist at all.

For three years, he crossed mountains, flew over seas of clouds, crossed oceans, and explored dense forests, but he was still unable to find a trace of Han Xia's breath. For more than 1000 days and nights, the sun and the moon turned a thousand times, and he spent all the time in resentment and longing.

"Yes." The young man smiled, and after a slight pause, he continued, "No way."

Xi frowned and said urgently, "Why?"

"Han Xia's soul has not yet been reincarnated." The young man said in a young voice.

Hearing this sentence, Xi couldn't help trembling all over, and it became more and more violent.

"So even if you search all over the world, you can't find his reincarnation."

Xi felt as if a raging fire was scorching his body at this moment, and the young man's words made him feel stuck in his throat, unable to utter a single word, and his heart ached beyond measure.Han Xia is an ordinary person. If the soul of an ordinary person is reincarnated immediately after death without being dragged by karma, it will gradually wear out in the void, and eventually leave the six realms and perish, no longer existing.

Xi took a few deep breaths, tried her best to suppress her sadness and the fear in her heart, and asked in a trembling voice, "So... is he still there? And... where is he?"

The young man was silent for a moment, then cautiously opened his mouth and said slowly: "It's just... in this old house, and I never... left."

After the young man finished speaking the last word, Xi's figure shook violently, and he had to step back a few steps to lean against the door frame to avoid falling.

——This is really the biggest joke in three years.

For the past three years, whenever Fan Xi appeared, he would inevitably return to the old house, and when he was not present, his body would turn into a breeze and look for Han Xia's reincarnation everywhere.But even though he never stopped and exhausted his monster power to search, Han Xia missed him repeatedly in front of his eyes.

"You don't have to blame yourself. You are a monster, while Han Xia is a human being. A monster has no soul, so naturally it cannot perceive the thoughts in Han Xia's soul power."

Xi immediately asked, "So?"

Instead of explaining too much to him, the young man carefully took out the soul bag from his bosom, opened the mouth of the bag, and after silently reciting a mantra, he saw a puff of thin white smoke slowly rising from the bag, floating the unscattered ones in the air After that, it gradually turned into a child's virtual form.Then, the white smoke slowly drifted around Xi's body, gently floating around him back and forth.

Xi stared at this puff of white smoke strenuously and firmly floating, heartbroken but also ecstatic.There is only one imaginary shape, so there is no need to ask about others.He understood that this was Han Xia, the little man he had been looking for and studying for a long time.

One or two drops of water fell to the ground, the sound was extremely soft but could not escape the ears of the four people in the old house.

Although they were blindfolded, they knew that Xi was crying at this time.They seemed to hear Xi's heartbeat which was extremely excited. This heartbeat was pure and persistent. Although it came from a monster, it undoubtedly did not move the world. The four immortals couldn't help sighing when they heard his heartbeat.

Han Xia's soul was too weak to show his appearance before he was alive, only white smoke was left floating faintly.

Xi gently stroked the empty white smoke with her hand, turned her head to face the young man in front of her—Xuan Yi, and said in a deep voice, "What do you want?"

Xuan Yi couldn't laugh at this moment, he understood what this kind of meeting meant to Xi and Han Xia, so he didn't go around much, and said frankly: "Your demon pill." People have souls, demons have inner pills.When the soul leaves the body, there is no doubt that the body will die.And Xi handing over the demon pill is equivalent to handing over his life.

Xuan Yi originally wanted to give Xi some more time to think it over for himself, after all, what he said now was "I want your life, will you give it to me" or something like that.Therefore, Xuan Yi didn't open his mouth to urge Xi to reply immediately, but he didn't expect Xi to reply immediately following his words: "Yes."

Xuan Yi was surprised but also understood: "You don't think about it anymore?"

"No need to think about it. But...you have to help Xia'er's remnant soul reincarnate." Xi fixed a pair of eyes that were a little darker than the night on Xuan Yi, and said uncompromisingly.

"I have a method. I don't know if it will work. Would you like to give it a try?" Xuan Yi was not very sure in his heart that he could help Han Xia reincarnate, so when he said this, he was still worried that Xi would not trust them.

"Go ahead." Xi's voice did not hesitate.

"I can try to use the demon-suppressing talisman to retain part of your demon power, and use your demon power to protect Han Xia's remnant soul. If you are lucky, your obsession and Han Xia's remnant soul can be reincarnated as twins. If you are not lucky …Han Xia can be reincarnated, but your monster power and thoughts can only be turned into a part of his soul, and you can no longer appear in his life to meet him, and he will never remember you even in his reincarnation.” Speaking of this, Xuan Yi paused for a moment, then asked solemnly: "You...would you like to give it a try?"

Chances are there, but chances are you'll give everything and get nothing in return.Do you dare... Do you want to... Are you willing or not! ?

"willing."

Seeing Han Xia in the evening was something he almost didn't even dare to think about.Not to mention the possibility of exchanging his demon pills for a long-term companionship with Han Xia, even if it is completely impossible, as long as Han Xia can reincarnate smoothly, he is satisfied.There is a price to be paid for everything, and he never imagines that he can make up for it, let alone any compensation.No one forced him, everything was voluntary.

When the four of them heard that the deal was concluded, they all took off the black cloths that blindfolded their eyes. After closing their eyes for a long time, they suddenly opened them. Even the dim light from the swinging oil lamps in the old house made their eyes slightly sour. feeling of swelling.But they have ignored these.

Xi floated her body in the air at an astonishing speed, and a black mist floated in the old house in a spiral shape, gathering more and more tightly, and after a while, a black demon shining with pure light like obsidian Dan has slowly floated to Xuan Yi's eyes.

Xuan Yi hastily put it in the treasure pouch, and at the same time, he quickly took out a talisman and threw it in the direction where there was a faint residual fog to lock it.Meng Che, Hanzhen Sanren and Situ Wulin raised their right hands at the same time, combined their ring finger and middle finger, wrapped the black mist and the white smoke formed by Han Xia's soul, making them merge into one.

Xuan Yi lightly tossed the soul-receiving bag, and the black and white mist wrapped in spiritual power slowly floated into the bag.

Xuan Yi fastened the soul-receiving bag that had fallen into his hands tightly, and just now let out a deep breath, and raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead.Seeing that Xuan Yi was exhausted from using the high-level demon-suppressing talisman, Meng Che immediately stretched out a hand to put his shoulder on his shoulder to send him spiritual power to ease the loss of his talents.

Seeing that everything was settled, Hanzhen Sanren couldn't help but sighed and said: "Xi is desperate, I hope his obsession will be rewarded."

Situ Wulin put his arms around his shoulders, and said meaningfully: "Obsession must be rewarded." If there is obsession, there will be "karma", and if there is "karma", one will fall into reincarnation. He believes that the relationship between Xi and Han Xia The ending will definitely be better than the present.

Everyone worked hard all night and finally succeeded.All four of them felt very lucky to be able to obtain the demon pill of the earth demon, but at the same time, they couldn't help feeling worried. It was so easy for Dan to get it, at least it took a lot of hard work, and it was still the strength of four people.

So what about the demon pill of the sky demon?The son of the earth is so difficult to deal with, let alone the sky demon born from the aura of heaven?

There are no answers, everything is unknown.

All they can do is do their best.

Xuan Yi and Meng Che returned to the house. Seeing that Xuan Yi's face was pale, Meng Che knew that he had exhausted a lot of spiritual power when he used the talisman just now, so he quickly fetched water. Not long after the two of them washed up I went to bed.

That night, no one in Qinglan Villa set off firecrackers, only the faint sound of firecrackers came from outside the village.Logically speaking, Xuan Yi should have had a sound sleep after a tiring night.However, the reality is quite the opposite.He slept very restlessly.

Not long after he fell asleep, he dreamed that he came to a vast expanse of whiteness again, surrounded by thick mist, which enveloped it, almost to the point where he could hardly see his fingers.

This scene has not appeared in his dreams for a long time, but he did not know why he dreamed it again tonight, and it felt very real to him, he could even feel the cool water vapor permeating the white mist.

Seeing the mist everywhere, Xuan Yi didn't know where to lift his feet, when he heard a familiar voice calling him.

"Brother Xuan, Brother Xuan."

The boy's voice sounded not far away, causing Xuan Yi to search for the sound.

Xuan Yi recognized the voice, finally relieved, sighed and shook his head, "Song Zi, don't bother you brother Xuan anymore."

The young man with gray-white waist-length hair opened a pair of jet-black shiny eyes, with a complex expression of sadness and joy on his face:

"Brother Xuan, I'm not playing tricks on you."

Xuan Yi looked at him fondly, and said, "Didn't you just play tricks on me, why did you create so many and such thick fogs and play hide-and-seek with me?"

Songzi lowered her head a little aggrieved, revealing her lovely curls: "I didn't change this fog, this is the place where I was born."

After hearing this, Xuan Yi raised his eyebrows and asked curiously, "A piece of chaos? Is your place of birth a piece of chaos?"

Song Zi looked up at him, bit his lower lip, as if he was holding back something, but instead of answering his question, he asked him: "Brother Xuan, what did you put in the treasure bag?"

Xuan Yi blankly replied: "No...it's nothing..." After thinking for a while, he remembered something, nodded and said, "It's a demon pill from an earth demon."

Song Zi suddenly said: "No wonder... I feel a strong spiritual power." After finishing speaking, Song Zi took a few steps closer to Xuan Yi, raised his arms and hugged him: "With its spiritual nourishment, the energy I consumed before The spiritual power has recovered a lot."

Xuan Yi saw this handsome young man with a pointed chin leaning in his arms, looking supple, so he reached out and stroked his waist-length hair: "So, you're about to wake up? You won't wake me up again from now on." Did you come out of this chaos?"

The young man raised his head, staring at a pair of big round eyes, raised his mouth slightly and said dissatisfiedly: "What chaos?! Can you be a little more serious?" Seeing Xuan Yi's playful smile, Song Zi was very angry. This ruffian is a ruffian, and he wants to tease others with words from time to time.

Seeing that Song Zi seemed to be really angry, Xuan Yi was very surprised that Song Zi didn't play around with him, so he raised his eyebrows and asked him, "It's not chaos, where is it?"

Song Zi was annoyed by his frivolous appearance, so she just kept silent.

Xuan Yi scratched his hair, seeing that Song Zi still ignored him, he couldn't help guessing.

The vast expanse of whiteness, dense fog, and water vapor... What is He Xiandi?

Could it be the cloud?

Is it cloud?

It's in the clouds!

Xuan Yi suddenly realized, and wanted to talk to Song Zi again, but saw the dense fog in front of him suddenly fade away, and the slender figure of the young man disappeared without a trace like this white mist. Shen.He couldn't help lowering his eyes to look at it, and suddenly saw a crescent-shaped black-gray rough stone falling heavily in his hand, on which there were incomplete red characters in front of his eyes, although it was a remnant body, it was not difficult to recognize.

——Mending the sky.

When he recognized these two glamorous words, Xuan Yi's body shook involuntarily, and he suddenly opened his eyes and woke up from the dream with severe palpitations.

He took a few breaths to adjust his breathing, and after his vision gradually became clear, he found that the morning light had come in through the window, illuminating the things in the room in a vague shape.

After a night, today is the beginning of the new year, and the sound of firecrackers in Qinglan Village is booming, revealing people's expectations and joy for the new year everywhere.

"Do you have a nightmare again?" Meng Che woke up when Xuan Yi unconsciously woke up. Seeing that his eyes were gradually clear at this time, he knew that he had recovered from the nightmare, so he just picked up the towel next to the pillow to comfort him. He wiped sweat from his brow.

The author has something to say: The term "karma" actually comes from the concept of "karma" in Buddhism. I only briefly mentioned it here, so I won't explain it here.Those who want to know more can Baidu by themselves, lest the little angel scold me for too much writing. _(:зゝ∠)_

Because I personally prefer the warm stories between "Xi and Han Xia", I didn't write them as be, but an open ending.Those who like be or he can adjust the taste by themselves_(:зゝ∠)_

When I was writing the chapter "Evening Resentment", I had been repeating the song "Wing Chun" by the seven-flower combination. Xi and Han Xia gave me the feeling that it should be this song. If it is really strictly in accordance with Chinese tradition, "Xi" should be a product of the end of the year, but here I adapted his appearance from New Year's Eve to the Lantern Festival, which also means that he and Han Xia are each other's spring, full of vitality and hope of.Just like one of the lyrics in "Wing Chun", Xi and Han Xia are just like the first meeting of "Chun knows dreams, just like you and me that year".

The next chapter update should be on Saturday~ It’s a long-winded hehe~