Mr. Jiang is not driving today

Jiang Xun's face changed suddenly, his legs softened instinctively, and he almost slipped off the handrail of the wheelbarrow.

All those who knew the inside story at the scene cast their eyes on Jiang Xun who was stunned almost at the same time, and then retracted them in a tacit understanding.

Qin Mu frowned slightly, and just as he turned his head to ask Jiang Xun what he planned to do, he saw that Jiang Xun was leaning against the wheelbarrow he was sitting on just now, leaving only a set of clothes fluttering in the wind.

Qin Mu: "..."

When a fluffy little guy coiled up in a circle and climbed up along his calf, Zhan Mei was so surprised and happy that he didn't even dare to move, he bit his lip in a panic, He raised his face and looked at Le Li.

Le Li leaned over, looked at the bulge rubbing against Zhan Mei's leg, narrowed his pupils a little, and silently put away the linen clothes.

Jiang Xun neatly climbed onto the wheelbarrow, but after walking around all over Zhan Mei's body, he could only bite the tip of his tail into a ball in resentment, curling up in the space between Zhan Mei's legs .

...Meimei's gourd baby with the same style of bones is really disgusting.

He pressed his furry little head on his paws, tilted his head on the ground for a while, then stuck out his tongue a little uneasily, licking the tender little meat pad, his ears were slightly pricked up, and he listened carefully to the movement outside.

When Yu Miao stepped into the gate of Yuyang Mountain and walked casually to the front of Huiming Hall, an incomparably subtle atmosphere began to pervade the entire Yuyang Mountain.

...The disciples of the Qin family who were busy with the post-disaster reconstruction, the two disciples of Le Zhan who helped clean up, Le Li, Yin Wutang, Zhan Mei and Qin Mu, and countless pairs of eyes stared directly at Yu Miao.

Yu Miao ignored the strange atmosphere, he didn't look sideways, he didn't listen, but when he passed the Tongtian Ladder, he looked up at the immortal military envoy hanging in the air in a dry shape.

In less than five seconds, he withdrew his gaze, walked to the steps in front of Huiming Hall, lifted off the glazed white robe, knelt down on one knee to Qin Mu, and said straight in, "Patriarch Qin, brother Yuqianqian I came to Yuyang to bother you and acted inappropriately, Yu Miao came here to apologize. I also ask Master Qin to forgive me and return my seventh brother."

Jiang Xun couldn't help it, and crept up Zhanmei's strong abdominal muscles all the way, hooked Zhanmei's front with his claws, poked his head out, revealing a pair of small ingot-like ears and big royal blue eyes , looking at the glazed white figure.

Yu Miao's voice was still cold, like the moon and ice, as if it was no different from the past, even when he was begging for help, he was calm and calm, without any hint of servility, and there was a blue and bottomless lake between his brows .

Jiang Xun breathed a sigh of relief.

...Fortunately, he is still alive.

Qin Mu already knew that Jiang Xun had come back from the dead, and when he saw Yu Miao again, it was difficult for him to recall the strong hatred he had in the past. Although there was not much kindness in his tone, he was more polite: "Patriarch Yu, please restrain me." Well, my brothers, don’t let them come to my place every now and then to dig up graves and steal corpses.”

Yu Miao nodded slightly, stood up, looked around at the messy scene, and asked, "What happened to Yuyang?"

Last night, Qin Mu did order Yuqian to be imprisoned in the dungeon, but by the time the more than [-] demon survivors were captured, he had already transferred Yuqian and placed him under house arrest in the courtyard of Qin Mu's own residence.

Qin Mu waved his hand and ordered some disciples to bring Yuqian here. Hearing Yu Miao's question, he couldn't help wondering: "Dongshan is not far from Yuyang, so how come you don't know what happened?"

Yu Miao replied calmly, "I came back from Longzhou this morning, and I just returned to Dongshan."

Jiang Xun pawed at Zhan Mei's collar, unable to tell what was in his heart.

...For Yu Yumiao, three years have passed, but he does look like what Yin Wutang said, there is no difference.

The tone of speaking, the posture of doing things, wearing white clothes, a long sword, every gesture and gesture, are all the same as usual.

But in Jiang Xun's consciousness, he was dead for at most three days.The scene of Yu Miao killing himself with a knife that day was still engraved on Jiang Xun's heart dripping with blood, which made him suffer from colic pain from time to time.However, when Yu Miao really appeared in front of his eyes, he didn't know how to face him at all.

...I don't know how to face this person who violated the promise made by high-five.

Originally, Jiang Xun had already compressed his wish to an infinitesimal size, as long as Yu Jiu found a way to make Ah Mu survive, he would willingly accept the seal.

He is not an ambitious man.Conquering the six worlds and subduing the eight wastelands is what Qin Shihuang and Ultraman should do. If possible, he is willing to shed the burden of this body, clean up his crimes, return to ordinary people, follow Yu Jiu back to Dongshan, and let the fairy world To deal with the matter of swallowing the sky.

No one wants to be adrift all the time.He was already tired, and he wanted to have a stable home.

Therefore, Jiang Xun didn't pay attention to the provocative words that the princess shouted hoarsely when she was dug out of the golden core.

How could he not have imagined that the Sakyamuni circle was fueled by the Immortal Realm behind it?

How could the fairyland allow a god with authority and power higher than it to appear?

However, Jiang Xun was extremely exhausted at that time, he thought, it doesn't matter if it is sealed for a month or for a lifetime.Jiang Xun in the first life has a complete soul, enough to shatter the void and recreate the world, but didn't he still die in the end?

Maybe if I don't fight or grab, I may be able to turn around in this life.

Therefore, Yu Miao lied to himself, he could understand.But he couldn't forgive Yu Miao for hurting A Mu.

... However, as far as the matter is concerned, Yu Miao did not have deep feelings for A Mu, and even complained about him because he lived in his right hand.If the Immortal Realm puts pressure on him frequently, it seems to be a perfectly normal decision for him to abandon A Mu and choose to protect himself as a last resort.

After waking up, Jiang Xun tried not to think about Yu Miao.

The reason is very simple, although Jiang Xun is angry and annoyed, he knows well that everything Yu Miao does to annoy him is for himself.

... Damn so angry.

Jiang Xun gritted Zhan Mei's front with his small canine teeth in resentment, his eyes passed through the crowd, and fell directly on Yu Miao.

Yu Miao seemed to sense a resentful gaze on him, frowned subtly, and turned to look at Jiang Xun.

Jiang Xun slammed back into Zhan Mei's clothes the moment Yu Miao's cervical vertebrae started to move, and was knocked so dizzy that his two paws hugged his little head and he couldn't move.

Because Jiang Xun flashed so fast, Yu Miao could only see Zhan Mei sitting on the wheelbarrow, blindfolded with a black cloth, with a faint red cheek.

He slightly raised his eyes, looking at Le Ren who was standing behind the cart and Yin Wutang who was still leaning on a green bamboo stick.

Yin Wutang immediately turned his face away, he was afraid that he couldn't help turning his gaze to Jiang Xun, causing Yu Miao to be suspicious, but Le Li was calm, his face tensed, and he nodded politely to Yu Miao.

Zhan Mei couldn't see anything, but he was so nervous that he didn't know where to put his hands.

I really want to reach out and touch that curled up kitten ball...

... No, wait.

Zhan's practice must be based on meditation.Meditation and desperation, return to tranquility...

Zhan Mei, who silently recited Zhan's Qingxin Jue, forcibly resisted the urge to itch, but still felt a little regretful.

——The cat is so soft.want to touch.

At this time, Yuqian was led out by the disciples of the Qin family.

He was obviously not wronged, his grooming was neat, and his hair was combed meticulously as usual.Seeing Yu Miao, a trace of regret flashed in Yu Qian's eyes, silently bowed to Yu Miao, then turned around, knelt down on one knee to Qin Mu, and saluted Qin Mu as an apology.

Qin Mu pursed his lips, trying to put on an unkind appearance: "Let's go. My Yuyang was just attacked by the demon way, and I have a lot of things to do, so I won't leave Patriarch Yu any more."

Yu Miao nodded and was about to turn around, but after a long pause, Yu Qian suddenly turned to Qin Mu and said sonorously, "Tomorrow is the three-year anniversary of the death of Mr. Jiang, can Patriarch Qin forgive me..."

"... Brother Seven."

Yu Miao interrupted Yuqian, not wanting him to continue, but Yuqian turned a deaf ear to it, and continued: "Patriarch Qin please forgive me, even if my Patriarch takes a look at Mr. Jiang! He... "

"Yuguanhuai!"

Yu Miao interrupted him again, and his indifferent voice without anger and prestige finally forced Yu Qian to shut up.

After several changes in his expression, Yuqian didn't ask again.

Yu Miao didn't say anything anymore, and just led Yuqian to walk forward, crossing the threshold that he hadn't set foot on since three years ago.

Facing the slanting early sun on the mountain top, his clothes fluttering, he is chic and casual, and his posture is like a god.

But only Qin Mu knew what it was like to be in front of this threshold three years ago.

On that winter night three years ago, there was a torrential rain, the mountain road was watered and muddy, and the black clouds billowed in the sky, as if they had been mixed with ink, extremely black.From time to time, a piece of scarlet lightning would be pulled up from the sky, scratching through the outer shell of the black cloud, and drawing glaring bloody claw marks.

When Yu Miao struggled to reach the foot of Yuyang Mountain, the rain was already pouring down.The wound on his abdomen has not healed, and only one-tenth of the exhausted spiritual power has recovered. The disciples of the Qin family guarding at the foot of the mountain were ordered by Qin Mu to block him outside. The words taught the disciples to pass on layer by layer.

——He wanted to take a look at Jiang Xun.

At that time, Qin Mu's heart was as hard as a stone. He was wiping Jiang Xun's body, and when he heard the disciples' report, he could only forcefully drop a sentence: "Tell him, if you are sincere, you can kowtow to Yuyang Mountain. .I allow him to take a look at Xiao Xun."

After receiving Jiang Xun's reply, Yu Miao didn't say anything else, staggered forward, untied the Guangcheng sword from his waist, placed it on the bottom step of Yuyang Mountain, and took off his single-ringed jade ornament, He took off his glazed white robe and folded it.

Soon, all he had left was a thin plain white undershirt.

After removing all the burdens on his body, he slammed down on his knees in the muddy water, his forehead hitting the jagged steps, making a dull thud.

Under the surprised gazes of the disciples of the Qin family, he climbed up the next step on his knees. When he folded his body together, the gauze wrapped around his abdomen came loose, and a halo of blood leaked out.

The rain fell like pillars, thick white raindrops hit the ground, and rebounded again on the steps filled with water, like arrows shooting one by one, the face was covered with dust, and all the white clothes were turned into mud. Every time he climbed a step, he fell to the ground and touched the bluestone steps with his forehead vigorously.

His hair was dripping with locks, and the rainwater merged into a trickle, blurred people's eyes, and poured into people's mouths, and he didn't stop.There was a wound on his forehead gradually, and gray-black gravel was embedded between the scraped and rolled flesh. He didn't even wipe it off, just waiting for the rain to wash away the dirt and blood.

From the bottom of Yuyang Mountain to the gate of Yuyang Mountain, there are a total of [-] steps.

Nearly [-] steps, Yu Miao climbed for more than three days.

The winter rain fell intermittently for a day, and then the wind gusted, and the mountains and forests were covered with dirty ice. However, in less than half a day, the sky was snowed again, and the whole world fell into a quiet silvery white.

Qin Mu took a look in the middle.At the side of the star-picking platform halfway up the mountain, he watched Yu Miao come up the mountain step by step, and he muttered: "Jiang Xun, whose character is Baoyu, was born in the year of Wuchen, and his life was blessed by heaven, and his body was nurtured by the earth. People from Maple Village..."

His vocal cords were extremely hoarse due to overuse, and Qin Mu heard several disciples guarding the Xingxing Terrace carefully inspecting him, and the person he was talking about was naturally Yu Miao.

"What is he talking about?"

"Patriarch Yu must be crazy, right?"

"These two are really that related?"

Qin Mu's brows furrowed, and he glanced away, they all cheered up and immediately went about their respective tasks, not daring to speak any more.

Others thought Yu Miao was going crazy, but Qin Mu knew what Yu Miao was talking about.

Read out the life, date of birth, and life experience of the deceased, and the soul of the deceased will follow.

——Yu Miao is trying to summon Xiao Xun's soul.

He didn't know how many times he repeated the same content, climbed a step, kowtowed, and recited it again. He looked like a madman. Every place he knelt, there would be a pale pink blood that was washed away by water. Her lips were cracked, and the modest and gentlemanly appearance of the past was gone.

Qin Mu felt hot in his eye sockets, gritted his teeth and waved his sleeves before leaving the Star Picking Platform, leaving behind an extremely cruel sentence: "Close the mountain gate, and no one with the Yu surname is allowed to set foot on my Qin family's land. My Qin family and the Yu family are enemies in life and death." !"

It wasn't until three days later that Yu Miao arrived at the gate of Yuyang Mountain that he realized what Qin Mu had said.

He didn't say anything, just got up and walked down the mountain on foot.

Qin Mu at that time was just like now three years later, watching his back silently until he disappeared at the end of the steps.

At that time, Qin Mu was full of anger, sadness, and trembling with pain.

When his soul was taken out of Jiang Xun's right hand, he was already prepared to live for three days to clear Xiao Xun's grievances, and then to be wiped out.

...he was already ready to die.

But he lived, survived, and then watched Jiang Xun die.

There seemed to be a terrible curse between him and Jiang Xun. One died and the other came back to life, as if there would never be a chance to stand together again.

God knows how much Qin Mu wanted to roar, scold, and destroy everything around him when he was reborn in Luanxue's body. He was furious, but he knew how powerless this kind of anger was.

Because in the final analysis, I am the source of that disaster.

He is powerless to shake the hypocritical fairy world, and he is also unable to do anything to his father who loves his son madly, and hating Yu Miao and the other five people who assisted him in performing the magic circle is of no help at all.

... The worst thing is that among the five people, one of them is different.

Entering Luanxue's body, Qin Mu realized so clearly that the part of Luanxue in his body loved Gongyi so deeply, and that kind of feeling was as pure and sincere as a child who worships the sun.

After Jiang Xun died, Qin Mu forcibly suppressed this emotion with reason, but since seeing Jiang Xun last night...

He unconsciously pressed his palm to his chest and squeezed it tightly.

... He could feel that the place was throbbing again.

Returning to reality, Qin Mu looked complicated, Yu Miao had already stepped out of the mountain gate, and his figure gradually disappeared.

However, he found that not only himself, but also a line of sight was looking at Yu Miao's back.

A snow-white kitten squatted on the steps in front of the mountain gate, looked at Yu Miao's back, and swept its tail desolately.

The rising sun bathed it, and the fluffy texture became stronger, making it look like a delicate ball of wool.

Immediately, as if it had made up its mind, it jumped down the steps lightly and silently.