Soul Comes Back

"Mom, I'm going out!"

"Okay, stay safe."

Xiao Leyao went out with a bamboo basket on her back.He wants to go up the mountain to collect sweet and delicious mushrooms.It's just that the cold winter is coming, I'm afraid I won't be able to find many, but Xiao Leyao likes to eat very much.

When Le Yao was about to leave, the sky became a little drowsy.The wind blew the branches wildly, and the chickens and dogs began to stir.However, these did not affect Le Yao's firm pace of searching for mushrooms.

Xiao Leyao has just turned eight years old this year, but his physique is a bit different from ordinary people, and his work is definitely not inferior to adults, so Aunt Liu let him go with confidence.And Le Yao's father, not long after Le Yao was born, led a group of people to try to climb Shouyao Mountain and fell into a deep cliff and died.Aunt Liu was persuaded by the villagers, and no one dared to look for his bones.Le Yao only learned the truth from his mother a few years ago.

Panting and climbing up the mountainside, Le Yao didn't take the road.Instead, they climbed over the forest and took a small path to Shouyao Mountain.Although his mother repeatedly told him not to go, he knew that there was his father who could not go home, could not rest in peace, and was lonely all year round.

The wind seemed to be getting stronger and stronger, almost blowing him over, but Le Yao had no intention of giving up.Even though the ice shards mixed in the wind cut his face and hands, and the horrific bright red was blown into the air by the wind, his pace still did not stop.

When we approached the mountainside, the wind in the mountain seemed to be much weaker.Le Yao looked up at the deep forest, a few golden streaks flashed instantly, it was a wolf.Le Yao held the bamboo trunk beside him tightly, sweating in his hands. Although his heart beat faster, he still knew a little bit of spells, and he planned to preempt the wolf.

"Le Yao!"

Le Yao couldn't help shivering, frightened, and turned his head following the sound.

Seeing that the person who came was an uncle from the village, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Are you fooling around here and messing around? Come down the mountain!" The uncle said and immediately grabbed Le Yao by the waistband and carried him down the mountain. "The weather is abnormal today, your mother asked me to let you go back! Look, you really I also thought of coming here, it’s really disobedient, after you go back, you will wait to be beaten by your mother!"

"Oh! Uncle, don't tell my mother! I promise I won't do it next time!"

"And next time?"

"hey-hey……"

Ten years later.

The childish young man has turned into a handsome gentleman, his brows reveal a sternness and arrogance.

Aunt Liu passed away last year.Le Yao knew that the place her mother wanted to go most was that mountain, and she hoped to be buried with her father.

Time can easily change a person's disposition, but it is also difficult to change a person's thoughts throughout his life.

Le Yao went to the mountain alone with the urn in his hand.

He hasn't been here for ten years.Except that the trees have become much taller and the woods have become deeper, nothing has changed much.

The sky cleared, but the wind hanging from the top of the mountain was still violent.

This time, he must go up, Le Yao thought to himself.

"Mother, don't worry, I will definitely bring you to my father's side. I swear by Leyao that this is the last time I go up this mountain. From now on, I will definitely listen to your words and never come again! May your spirit be in heaven To be reunited with my father."

Le Yao looked at the urn in his hand, his eyes were full of warmth and reluctance.Now, he is the only one left.He raised his head and took a step.

Going against the wind is difficult.However, the wind is getting weaker and weaker.In the end, he reached the top of the mountain?There was such a fluke of excitement in Le Yao's heart.

The top of the mountain is relatively flat, except for a wooden house covered with snow and an unmarked tomb in front of the house.

Le Yao paced to the front of the house, except for the howling wind and snow, the surroundings were silent and sad.He looked at the tomb and murmured: "It seems that the legend is true..." Le Yao looked up at the sky, which was deep blue without a single cloud, and even the remaining wind and snow were silent at this time disappeared.

At this time, Le Yao discovered that Shouyao Mountain is actually surrounded by four other snow-capped mountains that are even taller. Those four mountains are surprisingly contoured. When viewed from a slightly slanted angle, they all point here... like The cage locked here...

Le Yao didn't dare to think any more.He looked back at the wooden house, and there were traces of being cleaned on the threshold.Le Yao suddenly felt a premonition that there was someone in this room...

Ten years later.

The childish young man has turned into a handsome gentleman, his brows reveal a sternness and arrogance.

Aunt Liu passed away last year.Le Yao knew that the place her mother wanted to go most was that mountain, and she hoped to be buried with her father.

Time can easily change a person's disposition, but it is also difficult to change a person's thoughts throughout his life.

Le Yao went to the mountain alone with the urn in his hand.

He hasn't been here for ten years.Except that the trees have become much taller and the woods have become deeper, nothing has changed much.

The sky cleared, but the wind hanging from the top of the mountain was still violent.

This time, he must go up, Le Yao thought to himself.

"Mother, don't worry, I will definitely bring you to my father's side. I swear by Leyao that this is the last time I go up this mountain. From now on, I will definitely listen to your words and never come again! May your spirit be in heaven To be reunited with my father."

Le Yao looked at the urn in his hand, his eyes were full of warmth and reluctance.Now, he is the only one left.He raised his head and took a step.

Going against the wind is difficult.However, the wind is getting weaker and weaker.In the end, he reached the top of the mountain?There was such a fluke of excitement in Le Yao's heart.

The top of the mountain is relatively flat, except for a wooden house covered with snow and an unmarked tomb in front of the house.

Le Yao paced to the front of the house, except for the howling wind and snow, the surroundings were silent and sad.He looked at the tomb and murmured: "It seems that the legend is true..." Le Yao looked up at the sky, which was deep blue without a single cloud, and even the remaining wind and snow were silent at this time disappeared.

At this time, Le Yao discovered that Shouyao Mountain is actually surrounded by four other snow-capped mountains that are even taller. Those four mountains are surprisingly contoured. When viewed from a slightly slanted angle, they all point here... like The cage locked here...

Le Yao didn't dare to think any more.He looked back at the wooden house, and there were traces of being cleaned on the threshold.Le Yao suddenly felt a premonition that there was someone in this room...

However, before Le Yao could think too much, the door was pushed open.

Le Yao held his breath.

The person who came out was wearing a light blue long coat, and his long silver hair hung loosely behind him.Le Yao originally thought that the person who would come was an old man with a white beard, but when he took a closer look, he turned out to be a young man about his own age. The sternness in his brows seemed to blend in with the mountain, exuding a bone-piercing coldness, a deserted and picturesque look His face was so indescribably handsome that he was like a banished immortal.

Wait... Banished Immortal?

Le Yao was startled, and paused for a long time before uttering: "Are you...the Immortal Lord of the South China Sea?"

Xianjun stared at Leyao, a wave flashed in his eyes and then disappeared without a trace.

Xianjun opened his thin lips slightly, paused for a long time, and then said lightly: "Nan Youting, it's not some Nanhai Xianjun."

The tone was indifferent but mixed with a touch of tenderness, which Le Yao found very pleasant.Xianjun moved to the tomb, heaved a sigh of relief, and finally knelt down and closed his eyes.

Le Yao was taken aback, "Well, Immortal, my name is Le Yao..." Seeing such an awkward atmosphere, Le Yao immediately asked, "Then why do they all say you are an Immortal?"

Nan Youting was silent for a long time before opening his mouth and said: "Because I will live forever, never die, have no reincarnation, and no refuge." Nan Youting's tone was very gentle, as if he was telling someone else's story, without any sadness.

Le Yao thought that the fairy must have guarded the tomb for so long that he was indifferent to loneliness.

"The owner of the tomb is very important to you, right? Who is yours?"

"...It is very important, but, I am nothing to him."

"Then you..." Xian Jun has unrequited love?Le Yao silently praised her wit in her heart.

Holding the urn in his hands, Le Yao knelt down beside Nan Youting facing the grave.

"What do you want to do?"

Seeing Nan Youting's eyes closed, Leyao pretended to say loudly: "Because I am also helpless! So I also want to bow down to the fairy you guard, and my parents!"

Nan Youting frowned slightly and did not speak.After kneeling for an unknown amount of time, Le Yao's legs were already numb. Seeing that Nan Youting didn't intend to get up, he had no choice but to continue kneeling.Le Yao silently wanted to slap herself again, she wanted to save face and suffer.

Le Yao silently recited Amitabha Buddha "I'm going to be unable to hold on anymore...", and then grabbed his trousers tightly to prevent himself from falling down.

"You and him are really a bit alike."

"Ah? What?" Le Yao asked curiously.

"Hold on."

"...You are not Xianjun, just keep guarding like this, with loneliness as your companion..."

Le Yao stared at Nan Youting's fair side face, his slender eyelashes trembled slightly, his heart seemed to be bewitched by something, Le Yao just kept looking at him like this.Then, Nan Youting turned to Le Yao, opened his eyes, and looked at each other.Le Yao just looked at him like a fool in embarrassment.

Le Yao immediately raised his head to look up at the sky: Ah, haha, Xian Jun must be thinking in his heart that I am a fool... I will be disgusted...

"..." Nan Youting's expression didn't change, he just stood up and patted the broken snow on his body.

Seeing this, Leyao was about to prop up his legs and stand up, but then his leg bones gave way and he fell into the snow.

"You are a mortal body, and you can't stand Miyuki's torment for a thousand years. Go back quickly."

Nan Youting turned around to leave, but heard that the people behind him were silent, and when he looked back, Le Yao actually bowed to him.

"you……"

"Xianjun, let me just say it straight! I take the liberty to come here, I only hope that Xianjun can tell my father's burial place, and I am willing to repay you with my life."

Le Yao just knelt like this, shivering in the cold, the ice and snow soaked his clothes after melting, and the bones of his hands were also red from the cold.

Nan Youting seemed to sigh, and bent down to help Le Yao up.

Because Le Yao couldn't support his body, his whole body weight was on Nan Youting's body.Nan Youting quickly hugged Le Yao's waist to prevent him from falling down.

"That... Xianjun, I'm sorry, but I really can't move, haha..." Le Yao apologized with a frowning smile, her body instinctively wanted to get closer to the warmth, but found that Xianjun's body was abnormally cold...

Nan Youting frowned, and after exploring Le Yao's back exercises, he found that although the cold air entered his body, the cold air finally melted in his body.Nan Youting frowned even tighter.

Although the cold had no effect on Leyao, he was a man of flesh and blood after all, so he still had to heal the wounds from the cold.Nan Youting waved his sleeves, cast a spell to lift Le Yao up, and told him to move into his room.

Le Yao said silently: The fairy really despises me, he has to cast spells to take care of a patient, alas... after all, he is still a fairy...

The layout of the wooden house is a bit simple, but elegant.A picture of Aoxue Hanmei hangs in the hall, the cold plums are scattered and slanted, and there seems to be a word written on the side of the branch, because it floats in, Le Yao really wants to see what the word is, but because the body position does not add the head A little dizzy and had to give up.

Le Yao fell asleep when Nan Youting placed her on the bed.Nan Youting stood beside him, raising his hands to carry out his spiritual energy for him.Those rosy frostbite healed in no time.

Nan Youting covered Le Yao with a quilt, and saw that he was sleeping soundly, so he went out with peace of mind.

"I'm Leyao, Yaoxian who is in charge of the reunion of relatives in the world. How about you?"

"South Fence."

"Oh, it's you! Li Xian, who is in charge of things that are contrary to mine."

"Life and death are a foregone conclusion in the world. The reunion you value is only a moment. Mortals' temperaments are fickle, and in the end the so-called family and love are all empty."

"Hey! You look like you can't understand the rare reunion of relatives and friends! It seems that you and I are going to become rivals? The Emperor of Heaven asked us to help each other!"

"...It's not that I can't get used to it, mortals are like this."

"Hmph, you think this way because you haven't met fate. You must know that a mortal's life is full of flesh and blood because of fate, and because he cherishes it, he longs to meet and reunite."

"I am a fairy, what kind of fate do I want?"

"...Hey! Don't tell me that you don't have any friends by now."

"……you guess."

The fragments of Nan Youting's memories dissipated, he stared at the picture of cold plum blossoms, and rubbed the vigorously written word with his palm: "Yao".Thoughtful: "Is it a coincidence? It would be great if it was really you."

"Leyao, why do you let me taste what warmth is, give me the only dependence, and know what fate is... How good it would be to leave me alone. At least, I won't be like this now, missing every day, and also No, it will kill you alone... reincarnation for a thousand years."

Le Yao seemed to be conscious, opened his eyes and stood up, and saw Nan Youting's deep eyes staring at the painting in a daze.

"Xianjun?"

"Huh?" Nan Youting came back to his senses, and looked at Shang Leyao with puzzled eyes.

"I have cast a spell to heal your wounds, and you are fine now. I just went out and found your father's remains. Come with me."

"Oh, then thank you Xianjun."

Nan Youting handed Le Yao his mother's urn.Le Yao didn't expect Xian Jun to be so easy to talk at the moment, he was very happy, and then jumped up and down to follow.

Standing on the edge of the cliff, Le Yao looked sideways at the bottom of the unfathomable valley, feeling guilty, and his palms began to sweat.Nan Youting raised his eyes to look at the four snow peaks not far away, and a few lights flashed from the top of the mountain.Nan Youting immediately took Le Yao and jumped down, accompanied by Le Yao's terrified cry.

"Xian-jun-ah! Can't you ride the clouds and ride the fog!"

Le Yao shrunk into a ball in the air, grabbed Nan Youting's hand hard, and fell down at such a high speed.

"I find it troublesome."

"Huh? What are you talking about? I—listen—" Missing.

Before Le Yao could finish speaking, he fell to the ground again.And Nan Youting still dabbled in the water in a chic way, still so independent and proud.

Le Yao: Don’t bring such ones!

Nan Youting ignored how Le Yao vented his dissatisfaction in his heart. After letting go of his hand, he walked straight to the depths of the valley.

Le Yao got up, patted the dirt, and looked around. There were bones everywhere, and fragments of broken swords covered by loess could be seen everywhere.He was a little flustered, and hurriedly jumped to Nan Youting's side, and asked, "Xianjun, what was this place?"

Nan Youting didn't answer Le Yao.

At the end of the valley, there is no way to go.The target was a rusty sword, the blade was wrapped in some rags, and the cloth was also stained with blood.Le Yao looked back at Nan Youting, only to see him nodding slightly.

After Le Yao walked into the sword, what he saw when he looked down was a pair of incomplete bones.Le Yao squatted down and dug the loess tremblingly. It seemed that he had dug something hard. He took it out and saw it was an arrow. words, yes, his father's name.

The wind in the valley is flowing, shuttling between the cliffs, whistling.There was also a mix of whimpers and sighs.

Le Yao erected a new tomb for his father, next to his mother's tomb.Finally, the two are in the spirit of heaven, so they can be reunited.

Le Yao put the sword in front of the grave, and once again wiped away the tears that kept overflowing from his eyes.

"Take that sword away."

Nan Youting, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke.He had been watching Le Yao's movements just now, but he couldn't say what he wanted to say.

Le Yao heard Xianjun calling him, and turned to look at him suspiciously.

"That sword, take it with you as a nostalgia."

Le Yao picked up the sword, saw that there were no words and symbols on the scabbard, then wrapped it with cloth and tied it on his back.He took a step back and bowed his head to his parents, then turned and walked towards Nan Youting.

"Xianjun... do you know the name of this sword?"

Nan Youting shook his head, stretched out his fingers and pointed to the closed mountain wall. After opening his palm, a huge light suddenly appeared, and the ancient symbols rotated accordingly.

"From there. You will return to your village."

Le Yao hesitated at this moment. He knew that now, he was really the only one.The brief moment with Xianjun made him feel familiar with this person.Although he is cold, he is still a good person after all.

"You have your own way to go. Go back and don't come here again. This is not the place you should come to."

"Xianjun...you..." Le Yao hesitated to speak.Seeing Nan Youting's oppressive feeling of not getting close to strangers again, he had no choice but to walk towards the teleportation array.

Le Yao stepped into the formation, only to hear a huge roar coming into his ears, he quickly turned his head to look at Nan Youting, and shouted loudly: "Xianjun must remember my name!"

With the loss of light and shadow, Le Yao disappeared into the teleportation array.

The howling wind still echoed in the air.

Nan Youting finally spit out two words: "Leyao..." After a thousand years of boredom, he finally said it today. "Don't pass..." It wasn't you after all.After all, I was too naive.It is impossible for you to appear in front of me if the snow does not melt for a thousand years.

A snow eagle hovered high in the sky and suddenly swooped down, then stabilized its figure vigorously, and landed steadily beside Nan Youting.

Nan Youting glanced at Xue Ying, and then flew up into the air.

Xue Ying's eyes reflected Nan Youting's deep back.

After Le Yao came out, he was standing at the top of a small hill.Originally, Le Yao was going to jump out, but luckily he got down on the ground wittily, otherwise he would have fallen down again.

The sun will set in the west, the sky and the earth will be full of wind and clouds, and the branches will sway.The mist between the mountains in the distance dissipated, revealing a crescent moon indistinctly.

Le Yao took out the sword on his back, his eyes were firm, "Xianjun, when I have learned something, I will definitely come back to you! Then you won't have to be alone anymore."

The sword in his hand has faded away, and the huge handwriting is engraved on it: Yaoyin Sword.

The Emperor of Heaven once told him that the snow will not melt for a thousand years, and the reincarnation of Yaoxian will not come for a thousand years, so he will have to be imprisoned in Lingshan (Shouyao Mountain) in Nanyouting.

This tomb is actually a promise.A one-sided luxury.A doomed lonely waiting and redemption.