my voice is poisonous

I have been to Jiangxian Peak, I have met Yan Qingjiang, and I have detoured a long way to give him a bag of tree seeds. Wen Yu remembers all these, and he still remembers that he carved a lamp for Yan Qingjiang, and that lamp was used by Yan Qingjiang. The technique is hidden on the side of the waist, and he saw it just now.

Just can't remember.

Wen Yu passed through the enchantment on Jiangxian Peak, pinched the fingertips to ride the clouds and ride the fog, and fluttered down on the cliff. After a while, he arrived under the sacred tree.

The sacred tree seemed to be a bit thicker than it was 200 years ago, with luxuriant branches and leaves, full of vitality, Wen Yu stood under the tree, with his hands behind his back, and couldn't help but look up along the trunk.

Among the branches where Yan Qingjiang was standing back then, now there is a slim young girl with a few thin braids and a white robe around her waist. She seems to be only about ten years old.

Wen Yu thought: I don't know that Yan Qingjiang looked so shy when he first guarded the sacred tree?

Seeing Wen Yu looking up and staring at her, the little girl blushed shyly, reached out and grabbed the branches and leaves of the sacred tree, and wanted to hide behind the tree.

"You... are you a monk who received an oracle?" The little girl asked shyly with half of her face hidden among the branches, "Why... didn't you come with the elders of my clan?" ?”

Wen Yu raised the volume slightly, and replied truthfully: "I was also a member of this clan, but now I have become a fairy. I came here today to visit an old friend and disturb the girl."

The little girl saw that his body was pure with immortal energy, and that the enchantment outside the clan could not be entered by ordinary people. Although she wanted to believe him, she still asked cautiously: "Shangxian...what is his name? People in the clan are not allowed to cultivate immortals, but to become immortals...but..."

"Wen Yu." Wen Yu said.

"Ah!" The little girl covered her mouth and couldn't help being surprised, let go of the branch in her hand, and said with a "crash", "You are Wen Yu? You are Granny Wen's brother, and you are here to see her, right?"

Wen Yu was startled and said, "Yes."

"Grandma Wen said that his brother's name is Wen Yu, and his sister-in-law's name is Yan Qingjiang," the little girl said with a crisp smile, "She told us that if these two people come, we must tell them that she lives in the old Mo Opposite the elder’s house, it’s easy to find.”

Wen Yu thanked her, turned around and was about to leave, when suddenly he saw flowers blooming like a brocade behind him—the climate of the Houwu tribe is pleasant, and those flowers bloomed for a longer time, pink peach blossoms and white pear blossoms bloomed all over the branches When the breeze blows, they all jump happily on the branches.

"Grandma Wen said, brother, you gave these to Grandpa Yan Qingjiang, right?" I don't know how to tell the difference, but the little girl messed up the seniority of the three with just one sentence.

Wen Yu paused, then answered her in a low voice: "Yes."

*****

Wen Yu said goodbye to the little girl, and went through the woods to find Mo Zhongtian's old house.

Mo Zhongtian must have passed away a long time ago, and now it is unknown who is responsible for guiding the monks.

The Houwu tribe still looks like a paradise. The clansmen live and work in peace and contentment, and the children are laughing and playing, carefree, and they are peaceful and comfortable everywhere.

Wen Yu walked all the way, but no one came to stop him. He thought that since he could enter the barrier and pass the forbidden area, there would be no big problem.

Following his unclear memory, Wen Yu stumbled and found the right direction.

He was standing in front of Mo Zhongtian's room, he was not sure at first, and was about to ask someone to ask again, but unexpectedly, an old woman with a wrinkled face staggered out of the opposite room.

The connection in the blood made him turn his head. The old woman bent her body and looked up at him: "Brother...Brother..."

Her lips trembled, and she called him invisibly: "Brother?"

Wen Yu was separated from her by a narrow street, nodded and said, "Qinru."

"Brother?!" Wen Qinru's cloudy old eyes widened, and she kept calling in disbelief, "Brother?"

"It's me." Wen Yu still had a dull expression on his face, he said, "I've come to see you."

Wen Qinru heard his words, she was ecstatically surprised, and was staggering towards him, but his enthusiasm froze his coldness, she paused, raised her head cautiously, and her voice was hoarse He asked: "Brother... brother... is... am I dead? You came to take me away?"

She has lived in the Houwu tribe for so many years, and with that group of enthusiastic and kind-hearted tribesmen, she has lived a simpler and purer life. In her heart, Wen Yu has never acted so coldly, and she thinks that he has been dead for so long, so To look for her with a blank face, is it a ghost?

She is now nearly three hundred years old in Empress Wu, and tomorrow is the end of the day. As the saying goes, she is getting younger and younger as she lives, and as she approaches the end of her life, she becomes more and more innocent like a little girl.

"I..." Wen Yu's mouth twitched, and said, "I became a fairy after my death, and I'm still alive...you're still alive..."

"You, are you still alive? Have you become a fairy?" Wen Qinru was overwhelmed with surprise, her eyes were no longer so bright and beautiful, and she couldn't distinguish between fairy energy and spiritual power. He is a mortal, unlike most people in the clan who have clear eyes until death, who can tell Wen Yu's identity at a glance.

"Brother, you are really still alive!" Wen Qinru walked over quickly in two steps, grabbed Wen Yu's arms, tightly grasped his sleeves with withered fingers, and forgot his indifference, she looked up With a crying face, he said, "Are you really... still alive? Why didn't you come to me when you were alive! I thought you were dead, we all thought you were dead... Also, still Yes, brother—"

Wen Qinru gasped for a second, then continued, "Have you met Yan Qing? To save me, he drew demon energy, and his immortal body was damaged, and even one hand was corroded to the point where only bones remained." ...Because of looking for your bones, I fell into a demon again...I still guarded the bones in the tomb for more than 200 years..."

Now facing Wen Yu, she felt that she had nothing to tell him except saying "why didn't you come to me while you were alive".

She thought Wen Yu was dead, so she put him down for 200 years; knowing that Yan Qingjiang was not dead, she looked forward to him for 200 years.To Yan Qingjiang, it was a long-cherished wish, to repay his life-sacrificing rescue with "I live a good life"; to Wen Yu, after the surprise, it became a little dull, she lived a good life, and Wen Yu lived a good life , this is enough.

So after talking about it, they unconsciously talked about Yan Qingjiang.

"He guarded my bones for more than 200 years?" Wen Yu couldn't help interrupting her when she heard the words, and asked with a strange expression, "In the tomb?"

"Well," Wen Qinru slowed down, looked at him, and sobbed in an aggrieved voice, "Brother, you have become a fairy, why didn't you come to us?"

Wen Yu's eyes were confused for some reason: "I..."

"I'm nothing. I've put you down all these years." Wen Qinru tugged at his sleeve with a guilty expression. Gao, seeing him shaking his head, grabbed his sleeve and shook it, just like she did when she was young, and said in a slightly nasal voice, "It's just that I wronged Yan Qing, he gave up his cultivation for you. He took the position of patriarch, but in exchange for the result of becoming a demon, we owe him a lot."

She just said her own words, Wen Yu is not a flexible person at all, so she didn't care, she just poured out the words that have been pressed in her heart for so many years, she said suddenly, "Yan Qing I just came to see me yesterday, but you came today, brother, did you meet Yan Qing? But—why didn’t you come together?”

Wen Yu's eyes became more and more empty, he couldn't help flashing Yan Qingjiang's crazy and desperate look just before his eyes, his heart seemed to be stabbed, but he asked inappropriately: "What else?"

"What?" Wen Qinru was startled, and asked back in confusion.

Wen Yu said in a nonchalant manner: "What else did he do?"

"he......"

"I remember I asked him to take you out of the city, what happened after that?" Wen Yu's throat moved, his expression was still cold and indifferent, but he tried to remember the last night before we parted 200 years ago, and asked Wen Qinru in a flat voice with downcast eyes. , "After that—what happened?"

Wen Qinru blinked slowly, staring at the past and began to recall the past. As she gets older, she loves to shake out those old sesame seeds and rotten millet in the past. She only met Yan Qingjiang yesterday, and she picked up those past events last night. After recalling it again, it will be clearer when I come back today.

She closed her eyes and told Wen Yu the events of the three months since he left, "Not long after my brother left, it was Qixi Festival——"

*****

Shang Hua was sighing and following an unreliable master in Tianji Palace. He complained just out of his mouth, and before he finished speaking, Wen Yu suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

He was startled and almost bit his own tongue: "You are back!"

He was just looking for something to say to resolve the embarrassment.

One day in the sky and one year in the ground, Wen Yu can only walk for less than a cup of tea, so there is no need for the word "can be counted".

Wen Yu responded coldly, pulled up his clothes and sat down at the front of the desk, staring down at the roll of documents spread out on the table, thinking silently.

"Going to see Lingmei?" Although Wen Yu has always been in such an embarrassing appearance these days, Shang Hua still keenly noticed a difference. He knelt down opposite Wen Yu and asked with his head , "Lingmei...but what's wrong?"

Although Wen Yuleng was cold, he was still very well-bred. He shook his head when he heard the sound, raised his eyes and said startlingly: "If I live in the world for a long time like the Supreme Born Star King, what punishment will I have?"

"Ah?" Shang Hua was taken aback for a moment, as if he didn't quite understand.

"I want to go to the human world, and I won't come back." Wen Yu raised his eyes, and said in a calm and earnest manner.

Shang Hua turned pale with shock when he heard the words: "You, what are you going to do?!"

"Go down to earth to accompany him," Wen Yu's eyes moved, and he said touching words in a cold manner, "I will suffer any punishment, as long as it doesn't disappear. He has guarded my bones for more than 200 years. Even if I Now that I don't love him anymore, I should go and return the past two hundred years to him."

"You!" It was only then that Shang Hua realized that it was his little lover from the previous life who was "inappropriate". Entubao", he said "you" for a while, but he saw that Wen Yu was always expressing his determination with a cold and hard attitude.

Shang Hua only felt that his life was really suffering this time. Before Shangsheng Xingjun left 200 years ago, he had such an unreversible attitude. This Tianji Palace will definitely offend Yuelao!

He and Wen Yu looked at each other for a long time, and finally gave up on themselves with a "hey", turned around and ran away resignedly: "I'll go to Si Ming Xingjun to talk to you, you must wait in this palace!"

"Thank you," Wen Yu said, "OK."

*****

What Xingguan Shanghua is most afraid of is going to Si Ming Xingjun's Tianfu Palace, because Si Ming Xingjun is the most icy piece of ice in this Tiangong.

Back then, he was kicked out of the Tianfu Palace by the extremely quiet Si Ming Xingjun, and was picked up by the young girl who was sitting down by Shangsheng Xingjun.

Shang Hua lingered in front of the gate of Tianfu Palace for a long time, he couldn't stop looking in, his lips moved slightly, he kept bowing his head and muttering quietly

Ground.

The guards outside the palace made him dizzy for a while, and finally seeing him clap his hands together, he made up his mind to ask for a notification to see Mr. Si Ming Xing, tears were about to fall.

When Shang Hua got to see Si Ming, Master Xingjun was reviewing the documents, and he stopped in front of the desk, his voice was cold and deep, and he said majesticly: "Say."

Si Ming Xingjun cherishes words like gold, and when he can say one word, he will never say two words, and even the star officials who are around him have to practice a good ability to "short a long story".

Shang Hua used to work as a servant in his palace, so to this day, just hearing the word "Shuo" from him, the primordial spirit trembled in his body.

"Master Xingjun," Shang Hua even saluted twice as fast, and it was useless to say a word he had planned. As soon as his upper lip touched his lower lip, he said dryly, "The new Wen Yu Xingjun has karma in the mortal world. Bro, I want to explore the lower realm in the near future.”

Without saying a word, Si Ming raised his eyes and glanced at him, and Shang Hua felt that his soul, which had just left his body, had been frozen into pieces.

"No." Si Ming Xingjun's voice has never been high, but he can always make a hole with a single word. Before he finished speaking, he raised his hand and threw the document on the top of the table to Shang Hua.

Shang Hua took it in a hurry, "唰啦" opened it and only glanced at it, then gasped immediately, he bent down respectfully, held the document in both hands and put it back to the original place, bowed straightly, Gratefully said to Si Ming: "Thank you, Mr. Xingjun, I will take my leave."

Si Ming let out a "hmm" to express his understanding, before he went out, he bowed his head to review the documents again.

Shang Hua hurried all the way into the Tianji Palace, and said as soon as he entered the door: "Wen Yu! You must never go down to the mortal world again!"

Wen Yu was still sitting behind the desk without moving. When he heard the words, he raised his head and saw Shang Hua Xingjun who had been suffocated in Tianfu Palace just now.

He raised his hand to summon the tea and drank it all, then he opened his mouth and said, "There is a new ghost king from the ghost clan in the lower realm. The family is rampant in the underworld, the yin and yang boundary monument is broken, and thousands of evil spirits and ghosts have fled. The underworld played the heavenly court, the Jade Emperor has summoned the gods to the temple, and dispatched troops to the world to kill ghosts and demons. The body of demons and ghosts. Lord Siming Xing ordered you to stay in the Palace of Heavenly Secrets, and don’t let yourself down to the human world!”

Wen Yu didn't wait for his words to fall, she raised her head impressively, her pupils trembling, and said, "Execute demons?"

Shang Hua's mouth was dry, his throat moved with difficulty, he nodded and said: "Yes, and unfortunately, the demons are gathering near Changle

Nearly, you must not—hey!where did you go? ! "

He was halfway through speaking, Wen Yu suddenly got up and floated out of the palace, he couldn't stop him, only heard Wen Yu drop a sentence of "Xunyan Qingjiang" in a rigid and calm tone, and then disappeared.

Shang Hua thumped in his heart, and said to himself, "It's broken! My mouth!"

*****

When Yan Qingjiang left Shangsheng's place, it was daylight, and he was standing at the foot of the mountain, but he didn't know where to go.

He doesn't even want to go back to that stone tomb now.

He guarded that person's bones for more than two hundred years, and in the end he was living in the sky, and he was no different from guarding a joke.

He sneered at himself, and then said bitterly in his heart, he feared that Wen Yu was holding the corpses, but what is that Xingjun in the sky today?

Thinking like this, he went to the city of Changle. He hid in the city for three days, seeing the lights of thousands of houses after sunset as they were 200 years ago, he felt that the sky and the earth were big, and only the stone tomb was his only home. place.After all, he became more and more ashamed, and it didn't make much difference where he went.

Three days later, Yan Qingjiang chose another road leading to the mountain, and went up the mountain again, but this time he found the stone tomb within a short while.

He didn't bother to enter through the front door again, turned to the robbery hole on the top, and jumped down. He became more and more depressed these days, his seven orifices were blocked by his mind, and even his five senses were blunted a lot, so he didn't notice it. There are people underground.

At this time, as soon as Fang landed, he was awakened by the overwhelming demonic energy and raised his head vigilantly.

I saw a man in black clothes standing directly in front of the sarcophagus with his hands behind his back. The man was half hidden in the light, with long hair tied in a loose bun behind his head. Like a human noble.

"Surely this is the owner of this tomb?" The man spoke with a gorgeous and magnetic voice, quite in line with his temperament, with a light golden flash in his pupils, he bowed his hands straight up straight, and looked at Yan with a smile. Qing Jiangdao, "I'm the protector of the Demon Race—Ji Hanyuan. He heard that there are demons in this tomb, so he wanted to come and make friends with him. But unexpectedly, he met his fellows. You're so polite."

Yan Qingjiang's face was calm and calm, seeing his face and hearing his name, he actually suppressed his emotions and didn't even have a slight reaction.

Maybe it was because he only met this demon briefly that year, and the demon didn't have a deep impression of him, so he didn't recognize him for a while.

Yan Qingjiang squinted at him with cold eyes, and did not return the salute, but said in his heart: "Coincidental."

He raised his eyebrows indifferently, turned his eyes to the sarcophagus, lifted his eyelids and said indifferently: "This tomb is dark and narrow, I'm wronged brother, why don't you and I go to the ground and talk about it in detail."

As soon as he finished speaking, he jumped out of the tomb first, and ran a little farther, waiting under a pear tree with his hands behind his back, looking up at the pear blossoms above his head.

The pear blossoms on the tree were also half-damaged by the heavy rain yesterday, and the flowers on the branches were sparse and listless, it seemed very wronged.

The demon also arrived in a blink of an eye, with a leisurely smile on the corner of his mouth, and was about to make a sound, when he saw Yan Qingjiang turn his head, without saying a word, he flew towards his face with a palm!

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The people who appeared earlier in the article will be explained clearly at the end of the article.

There are 3 more chapters to finish, a total of 65 chapters!

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