Mr. Jiang is not driving today

Jiang Xun had heard Xie Huiyin tell the whole story about Ying Yisheng, so he was not very surprised to hear his request: "It has something to do with your brother Ying Yige? You want me to revive him?"

Unexpectedly by Jiang Xun, Ying Yisheng shook his head.

His movements were a little big, involving the wounds in his body, he bit his teeth hard, and blood gushed out of the corners of his lips.

The princess wept, wiping the faded blood with a towel in vain, trying not to let her tears fall on Ying Yisheng.

At the top of the Taoist temple, large stretches of spider webs drifted away, and the thin silver threads were lost in the wind, flying around.The spider probably hasn't been here for a long time, completely forgetting its former home in the wind.

Ying Yisheng looked at the large stretches of spider webs, trying to hold a smile so that the corners of his lips trembled faintly: "...I have made so many enemies. If I die and Yi Ge is resurrected, who can protect me?" with him?"

After working hard for a long while, Ying Yisheng finally gave up smiling and tilted his head back, biting his lips with his blood-stained teeth. After a sharp tearing pain in his body, he Panting twice, a lock of long hair that was completely wet with sweat blocked his right eye.

After taking a breath, he continued: "...Besides, the person who was resurrected with the divine power of the cicada slave...has no memory. No matter how resembling he is, he is no longer the real person....I...my Yige, my Yige, unique..."

When Ying Yige was mentioned this time, he finally succeeded in showing a smile, his tone full of nostalgia: "Yige likes to eat chestnut cakes and clove wontons. Clove wontons are stuffed with saury fish. I don't like them. But Every time I eat it, I can feel that Yige is by my side, standing behind me, in my body... Alive. It's good to be alive... As long as I don't die, the person who loves Yige the most in the world will be I won't die, no matter when Yi Ge comes home, I will wait for him..."

He babbled something incongruous, but it was the babbling of a madman.Jiang Xun watched him calmly, listened to him, and let him recount his thoughts.

... If a person is persistent to the extreme, even if he is a lunatic, he is worthy of respect.

Seeing such stubborn and crazy Ying Yisheng, Jiang Xun thought of a story called "Weisheng Baozhu".

"Wei Sheng and his daughter live under the beam. If the girl doesn't come, the water won't go away. They will die hugging the beam and pillars."

——Ying Yisheng stubbornly guarded Wuxian Mountain, guarded in the ice spring cave where he obtained spiritual power in the past, imprisoned himself, waited for the body of the slave slave to mature, waited for Ying Yige's soul to reincarnate, and finally waited. came his death.

How similar he is to the infatuated Wei Sheng.

On the other side, Ying Yisheng babbled wildly: "Yige, Yige, I have a way to save you. With the body of Channu and the power of Channu, I can save you. I took the palace. Conquering all the golden elixirs of a sect, picking out the unusable ones one by one, a total of 99 golden elixirs. I drew a whole hundred Sakyamuni circles, and I will be able to trap the cicada slave... I also raised a Container, she is perfect, she...can make the best and final eye for the magic circle. My Yige, everything my brother gives you must be...if the best..."

Leren, who was standing aside, turned his face away impatiently.

He thought he could also know what kind of expression the Crown Prince had on her face at the moment.

But Jiang Xun completely understood.

...Back then, Ying Yisheng slaughtered the entire Gongzheng sect with ruthless hands, for the golden core of those disciples.

...in order to be able to cobble together a group of Sakyamuni formations that are foolproof and secure.

While Jiang Xun was sighing, he couldn't let Ying Yisheng continue chattering like this. He put his hand on his forehead and injected a wave of spiritual power, which clarified his altar and interrupted his raving waves. He said, "What is your wish? Let me find the elephant that swallows the sky and avenge you?"

Ying Yisheng finally regained consciousness, blinked his eyes,

Judging by the look in his eyes, Jiang Xun did not guess his true wish this time either.

Jiang Xun continued to guess: "... want to eradicate the Gong family?"

Ying Yisheng swallowed a few mouthfuls of blood slowly, and finally he was able to make a sound: "That's right. I have a junior brother..."

He pursed his lips, as if he was thinking, but after a while, he grinned and laughed at himself, "I forgot... forgot his name. But I know where he lives. He is in Yuhang... Yuhang Lanke Mountain. There is a thatched house on the hillside of Lanke Mountain. I built it. He lives there." Ying Yisheng finally turned his eyes to Jiang Xun, his eyes were so soft that he said, "He thought I was dead .After coming out of Wuxian Mountain, he has been following me. He...is very good, not like Yi Ge, but he is very good. "

Speaking of this, Ying Yisheng stretched out his hand tremblingly, and grabbed Jiang Xun's front collar. The slightly mechanically stiff movement seemed to be fine on the surface, but only Jiang Xun could hear his flesh and bones being sharpened. A piercing voice: "My wish...is very simple, you...you don't even need the fourth piece of spirit...as long as you finish, I will give you the spirit in my hand."

Jiang Xun lowered his eyelids, pondered for a while, then bent down: "Your wish, tell me."

……

Mount Lanke in winter is bathed in cold and damp, with occasional sunshine, but also with a brutal coldness, wishing to bring ice fronts to bite into the bones of people viciously.The sky is even darker all day long, and the damp and disgusting smell is like the smell of old rags stained with milk after being wrung out and discarded.

Even in such weather, Xie Huiyin still smiled shyly and charmingly at every dirty face.

He was such an ordinary young man, huddled behind an ordinary raincloth, scooped up porridge and rice from an ordinary porridge pot, and poured them into ordinary bowls.

After the visitor thanked him with gratitude, he held hot porridge and bowed his hands in front of a memorial tablet.

Most of the people who came to receive the porridge were illiterate, and even if they were literate, they would never know who Ying Yisheng was.

Everyone thinks that the person who can make Mr. Xie so reverent, not change his ambition for more than ten years, serve him incense, and accumulate virtue and do good deeds must also be a person who accumulates good deeds and good fortune.

Not many victims came to eat porridge today, so Xie Huiyin was free after a while of work. He picked up a bowl of porridge, sat at the table, and sucked it in small sips.

He heard footsteps behind him. He thought that a disaster victim was coming, so he quickly picked up a chopstick of pickled vegetables and put it in his mouth, then turned to the visitor with a smile: "You..."

He froze.

The visitor had a row of sheng around his waist, his sky-blue clothes fluttered like flying, and his charming body seemed to be born in a deep valley, with an inherent ethereal meaning.His slender body stood against the light, making Xie Huiyin stare at him like a moth chasing a lamp.His eyes seemed to be stabbed by the light, and there were a few gleams of water in his pupils.

When he came back to his senses, he put the porridge bowl in his hand aside, raised his sleeve clumsily, wiped his cheeks that were covered in dark gray by the cooking smoke, and wiped away the water from the corners of his eyes. He fell to his knees with a plop.

The great happiness made him dizzy.

He knew it must be a hallucination, but he still called out the man's name with a voice almost crying: "...Senior brother..."

Such a happy illusion...

it is good……

Just as Xie Huiyin was in a daze, he felt a foot land on his head. With a little force, he stepped on it firmly, as a greeting: "Hey, little brother. Brother is hungry, what do you want to eat?" ?"

The size of the foot and the feeling of stepping on the head are exactly the same as in the past, so familiar that Xie Huiyin wants to cry.

So Xie Huiyin's tears fell down and fell into the cold and hard dust.

He happily lowered his head following the downward pressure of that foot, like a pangolin that has picked the first mountain flower in early spring, trembling with happiness: "I... I only have porridge, brother... Do you want porridge?" ?”

The visitor sat down on the bench, put one foot on the edge of the wooden table, and had a frivolous smile on his brows and eyes: "Let's do it. Get me some porridge, and don't forget to call me later." drink."

Xie Huiyin was speechless, he could only nod his head desperately, his eyes shone with a moving gleam.

The only happy memory in his life is the time spent by Ying Yisheng's side.

He never thought until his death that his humble wish would come true.

——Brother is reincarnated, and he still remembers himself.

——He was able to follow his senior brother again, and be a small, insignificant, happy Xie Huiyin.

Xie Huiyin bowed to the end, opened his mouth, and his hoarse voice was full of joy: "Yes, senior brother."

The refugees standing or squatting all around were amazed, they had never seen such a beautiful person, and no one had ever seen Mr. Xie with such a joyful appearance.

In the crowd, Jiang Xun put down his bamboo hat and walked away quickly.

Ying Yisheng's wish echoed in his ears.

"Give me a small space and let my illusions live there."

"It doesn't need to be very big. From Lanke Mountain to Lanke Town, a radius of tens of miles is enough."

"Give him a solid phantom by his side, and he will live happily ever after."

"...the only thing I can do is this."

After hearing his wish, Jiang Xun was silent for a long time, and then said in a deep voice: "As long as I don't die, he will live in that illusion all his life. He will be very happy. That illusion...that false you, will treat him better than you. Much better for him."

Hearing this, Ying Yi laughed so hard that he coughed: "He can't tell the difference. He's so confused."

Jiang Xun still respected Yisheng as an opponent, so he specially asked Le Ren to clean up the entire abandoned Taoist temple from the inside to the outside without telling the people of Yuyang Mountain, so that Ying Yisheng could look decent On the road.

After Jiang Xun finished his work and came back from Lanke Mountain, Ying Yisheng followed his promise and struggled to get up half of his body on the couch of the Taoist temple. With pain all over his body, he used his spiritual power to tear a hole in the void. .

...that fragment, in fact, has always been by his side.

He carves out a small space, which he opens only when necessary, like a carry-on pocket.However, the space is in another unknown plane, which can isolate all investigations. Even if Jiang Xun is close to it, he will not have any contact with it.

A ball of light floating up and down slowly floated out of the small space.

This was also the first time that Jiang Xun saw the whole picture of the soul fragments.

Because he paid too much attention to the location of his soul, even Jiang Xun didn't notice that there was sitting quietly on the pine tree outside, a beautiful woman with an open appearance and a beauty like a moon, who was the culprit who made Ying Yisheng suffer so much. culprit.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked inward, feeling the pure and vigorous flow of spiritual energy, and a smile of joy and coquettishness appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Jiang Xun reacted after only a brief glance at the piece of spirit.

A familiar burning sensation like wildfire spread through his body, and this attack was so violent that he fell and clutched his arms, shivering.

Le Ren, who had been by his side all the time, wanted to help him when he saw that the situation was not good, but Jiang Xun, who was struggling and painful, grabbed his wrist.

As soon as he was grasped, Leren's sleeves hissed and burned.

Jiang Xun was already red and hot, his brows were red, he exhausted all his strength, and said to Leren: "Tell Yujiu... tell him, say... Well! I'm fine. I will be fine! Let him Outside, outside...wait for me to come out."

After all, he struggled with all his strength to create a space in the void, and staggered into it.

... His current spiritual power is already outstanding, and it is extremely painful to enter his body. If he can't control his spiritual power, maybe the whole world will collapse.

He had to find another place to digest this piece of spirit, a place that would not affect anyone.

Le Ren could only watch Jiang Xun disappear into the vortex of the cyclone, and then watch Ying Yisheng collapse weakly.

He supported Ying Yisheng's back, and called out to the grandma whose tears had dried up and her eyes were dull: "Yunkai! Yunkai! Take care of your master, I... I'll go to Dongshan to find Take a look!"

After all, Le Ren didn't dare to delay, and struggled towards the outside, but he didn't notice the romantic young man whose figure was hidden by the branches, and the ugly man who had heard all the conversations in the view. complexion.

...Yu Jiu...who is it?

...Why would Anu call another person's name so affectionately?