The beginning of the catastrophe

【Chapter Wu Shisan】

Weaving clouds into a sea, the edge rolls and ripples out of the waves, lingering around the Tongming Temple to draw out the rays of the sun.

The palm of Lian Song flatly drew a water mirror as long as a scroll in front of him, and there was a strange scene inside: nearly hundreds of people lined up in front of the gate of hell, their expressions were dull, their pupils were lifeless, and the ghost guards held the soul chain and yelled from time to time.

"Father, in recent years, many spirit beasts have disappeared from both the fairy and demon tribes. I thought it was just a ghost who slipped into the world. Unexpectedly, it became more and more serious without seeing it back. The souls of ghosts who lost ghosts for no reason in the underworld are also successful. Hundreds of thousands, Yan Luo seems to be afraid of being punished, but actually has a lot to hide."

The ghost is the soul of Yin among the three souls, and spirit beasts are not human, so they only have one soul and one soul. Who can determine whether the invisible person is a restrained soul or a conjoined body?

The Emperor of Heaven looked at the water mirror for a while, but his expression remained unchanged.

"Any clues?"

"My son sent people to investigate many places where the beasts disappeared, and found many formations. I asked, and a fairy found it three years ago, but no one knew it. Ye Hua once ordered people to search for it in the world. , It’s just that Xiaoxian is tired and the scene is secretive, and I only discovered more than one place recently.”

Lian Song's eyes were dignified, and then he drew another jade slip: a lush forest, which was dark from the inside.

There are things in the formation that are difficult to reproduce, so even if it is written down on the jade slip, it cannot be revealed.

"Is it only in the human world?"

Lien Song realized what the Emperor of Heaven was thinking, raised his eyebrows slightly,

"I neglected it, my son is going to investigate all circles thoroughly."

After saying a salute, he hurriedly retreated, and the Heavenly Emperor waited for him to step out of the palace gate and suddenly said, "If it is necessary, go and invite Mo Yuan."

When it comes to the seal of the formation, I am afraid that it is difficult for anyone to come out of Mo Yuan's side.

Lien Song nodded and arrived at the front hall in a short while.

The Emperor's gaze never moved away from the underworld inside the water mirror, as calm as ever, his light golden brows were slightly raised, but a little anxiety appeared unexpectedly.

……

Most of the sweet-scented osmanthus swayed and fell down, the autumn was cooler, and what came up was the fresh air in the tongue.

"September rounds the umbilical cord and October tip", it won't be many days, it's the best time to eat crabs.Yellow and fat, white and fresh, the crab paste is moist and melts in the mouth, without too much seasoning, steamed and served with a pot of sake, it will be the opposite of the moon, and it will slide from the tip of the tongue to the throat all the way.

The dumpling's stomach is small and delicate, it can't eat a gutless boy, and after being fed a mouthful or two of cinnamon wine, he nestled in Gui Li's arms and made a small nasal sound.Gui Li watched dumbfoundingly as he dragged his clenched sleeves like a crab in his dream.The material is thin, and after a while, a large piece is wet, and a piece of indigo embroidery fades out.He was afraid of waking the little guy up, so in the end he just raised his head and said helplessly to Ye Hua, "His drinking capacity is up to you."

The person who was turned around and said he couldn't drink enough had a smile on his lips, taking advantage of Lang Qing's moonlight, which was not covered by the clouds, carefully knocked open a fat crab leg, and didn't refute, just thinking about Zhang Xiaofan's half-pot in the past mood.

He who says that others drink badly does not remember his own faults.Ye Hua took a sip of the sweetness and caught a glimpse of the illuminated corner of the courtyard out of the corner of her eye: lush greenery with jagged ground.

[Tuanzi has lost too much homework, and has been pampered, and now her childishness is becoming more and more apparent. During the day, she picks up a few young leaves to play with.When Gui Li had nothing to do, he taught him to use the leaves to make little things in the shape of spirit beasts: the green and beautiful leaf cat can last for an hour when it gets immortal energy.He casually adjusted an extra "cat ear" for the child, and said with a smile, "In this way, you can show it to your father."

Tuanzi was very interested, playing with it, muttering without raising his head,

"Father will only like what Daddy does, and won't watch me do it."

Gui Li was stunned for a moment, but couldn't find a word to refute, his face flushed a little at his son's unintentional words, he could only stroke his hair for a while, and coaxed, "Then I won't do it for him, let you How about teaching him?"

Tuanzi rolled his black eyeballs, as if he thought it was a novelty to be able to teach Ye Hua, and nodded happily like a pheasant pecking at rice.

Ye Hua, who had listened to the whole process, glanced at Gui Li expressionlessly, and in exchange for the other party coughing lightly, he moved his head nonchalantly.He wondered for three hundred years, and finally understood where his son's ability to pretend to be innocent came from.

The son follows his mother, but it's really not bad.

Buying a house for lodging is not a big deal, and what I like is a well-lit backyard.Gui Li planted dongkui and manjing in a small area in the southernmost area. He didn't use magic to let them grow day by day, and after a few plants died, new buds sprouted bustlingly.

Tuanzi was pampered and distinguished since he was a child, he had never seen such a mortal thing as an ordinary vegetable that grows in the ground, so he followed Ghost Li to touch here and there, and after a while it seemed to look the same He learned how to water, and when he showed Ye Hua joyfully, he was satisfied like never before.

Ye Hua stood under the eaves and watched him come over step by step, then bent down and wiped his sweat with a kerchief, straightened up and saw Ghost Li a few steps away.With a long jade belt tied around his hair several times, the man was frowning and staring at a vine infested with insects, with a serious look as if he was dealing with government affairs rather than an insignificant plant.Seemingly sensing the gaze from this side, he tilted his head slightly distressed, "It should be dead."

Ye Hua pursed her lips and took a few steps forward, understanding for the first time why mortals work so hard all year round, men farming and women weaving live in poverty but are content with themselves.

With his wife all around, no matter if it is the leaky house or the Golden Palace, all he wants is for this person to be by his side from beginning to end all these years.

"It died, but the worm lived."

Gui Li thought for a while,

"Too."

He patted the dust on his hands, and when he lifted his feet, he looked down again, and he pulled out a small ginseng from the ground.There are a lot of ginseng whiskers hanging on the plump white body, and he is not afraid of strangers when he blinks his eyes. It seems that he was attracted by the aura of the two people here.The little ginseng grabbed Gui Li's hand like climbing a pole, took a deep breath, and said softly, "You smell so good!"

Ye Hua let out a "heh" laugh, but Gui Li couldn't laugh or cry.Ever since he came to the world, I don't know whether it's because of a change of mood or because he has really cultivated himself a lot, but now he is more and more popular with this group of ignorant spirits.But as soon as he finished speaking, the dumpling ran over unhappy, and followed Ye Hua reluctantly, "Daddy."

The little ginseng reacted quickly, with a teary look in the blink of an eye, and would not let go.Tuanzi's eyes widened, it was unbelievable that there was someone who was more obedient than himself, and after a half-beat slow, he stared at Guili with a turbulent lake, "Daddy, don't hug him."

Gui Li has never experienced a scene where children compete for favor, Ye Hua on the other side is leaning against the door frame, the handsome and distinct lip line clearly conveys the meaning of standing on the sidelines.

This open fight between the children ended with Tuanzi nestling in Gui Li's arms triumphantly.Gui Li's face remained calm, but his heart softened inexplicably because of this accident. 】Thinking of this, Ye Hua glanced at his son who was sleeping soundly, and hummed softly,

"I don't know who I learned it from. Every day is better than clinging to people."

There was no trace of blame in this reproach, and there was a bit of praise when you listened carefully.

Gui Li hugged the ball around the corridor in his arms, glanced at the half-faced silver,

"I don't know who I learned from."

There was a strong smile in Ye Hua's eyes, he slowly wiped off the juice on his fingertips, and looked back at Gui Li's thin blue back, his eyes became lighter.

The black robe covered the moon, and there was a soft humming outside the courtyard.

Thin blue and transparent, bright as blue clouds.

……

At night, street patrollers beat the gong, the starry sky is like washing, and lanterns are hung on the street.

When the candles are extinguished, the windows are dark, and the wind blows the beard branches, making their reflections messy.The room is quiet, and there is no smell of breathing. There is half a bowl of unfinished bay porridge on the table, and the silver spoon is placed in the bowl. The rice grains are already sticky and cool.Going to the inside, there are two pairs of identical cloud boots placed on the base of the black gray bed. Inside the bed curtains, the two people who share the same bed sleep together holding hands under the brocade quilt.

A gust of wind blew past the unclosed window, and Gui Li moved his hand with the other hand placed on the quilt, a gleam of light slipped through the gap between his fingers, and then, the long eyelashes trembled like butterfly tails, and the opened eyes were awake. Like daylight.

He turned his head to look at Ye Hua, who was breathing lightly, carefully pulled out his hand, rolled over Ye Hua with ease, and landed on the ground without a sound.

The door opened and compounded, and a pair of cloud boots were missing.The vague sound of a shifting watch across the street awakened the dreamer.

Ten miles outside the city, there is a small courtyard surrounded by a fence.

There are a few small holes in the innermost thatched hut. If Suicune came here, it would be difficult to hide in it.A few meters away, I can still smell the smell in the yard, which is slightly weird. The smell of pheasants is mixed with the bitterness of medicinal herbs. There are several bundles of neatly bundled firewood in one corner.Next to it is a thatch-covered blister shed, and on the charcoal-black stove is an old but clean earthenware pot with rough edges and gaps, and the inside is black-painted medicine residue that has not been poured out.Poor people in the folk have a lot of habits of not throwing away the medicinal residues, mostly because they think that they can save the cost of a second medicine by cooking it again.

Doctors don't have much benevolence, and the real reason is that one thing and one money is the real reason, and the owner of this room must be barely able to make ends meet.

"Is it here?"

Ghost Li stood outside the fence, his cloak covered most of his face, his voice was extremely indifferent, and there was a murderous intent when he heard it carefully.

A figure stood in a dark place without light, and replied respectfully,

"Reporting to the leader, the reincarnation book of the underworld is recorded in all generations, and Gang Su, one of the twelve heavenly generals, is indeed here in this life."

Gui Li squinted his eyes and looked at this unsheltered place, and said,

"Go."

A dark shadow passed behind him.

Ghost Li was silent for a while, then walked towards the low door.The wood used for the door seems to have been exposed to wind and rain for too long, and it is already rotten. When pushed lightly, it creaked like a dying person.

This is a door that is dying, and this house may be a residence that no longer exists after tomorrow.

He walked slowly, his shoes rustling against the rough ground.The poultry in the courtyard, which was awakened by the visitor, flapped its wings, but instinctively sensed his danger, and panickedly hid in the straw pile, trembling uncontrollably.

He deliberately did not lighten his footsteps, and the sound of shoes falling was particularly trembling in this empty night.One step, two steps, three steps.

It was so dirty that it couldn't be seen that the original wooden-colored door was close at hand, and inside was the tranquility of a pool of stagnant water.

"brush"

Without any warning, the door opened, and a wooden stick as thick as a fist struck head-on. Gui Li turned sideways lightly as no surprise, and turned his head to meet a pair of cloudy eyes pretending to be calm.

He was ordinary-looking, dressed in rags, his hand holding the wooden stick was covered with thick calluses, and there were sunburn marks on his neck.

This is a farmer who has been exposed to the wind and sun, and there is no half of the fierce appearance in the ancient records.

The wooden stick missed, the man's eyes were not too frightened, he clenched his hand firmly, and shouted, "Who is it!"

As soon as the words fell, a thin knife brushed his face and shot at the side of the earth wall next to him, with a "clank", the cold and sharp air that didn't touch his face was as cold as nine cold days.He shivered uncontrollably. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that it was a green leaf, a very ordinary blade of grass still covered with dew, just like the one he saw on the side of the road when he went up the mountain every day.

Picking leaves and falling flowers can be a device.What this means, even though he, a wild man, is not very clear, but he also understands that it is absolutely impossible for ordinary people to do it.The first reaction was to take a few steps forward and close the door tightly behind him, begging for mercy, "Hero, my family is really poor, and I have nothing for you to take, please be merciful and let me go!"

It is very quiet here, even the wind does not dare to stay longer, the voice of begging for mercy is thick and hoarse, it is the torment of long-term poverty.

Soul Eater has been splashed with the blood of many people, immortals, demons, and beasts, bathed in mountains of corpses, and killed divine beasts, even unarmed people.However, through many layers of reincarnation, no one is truly innocent.

The scorched ashes of Qingyun Manshan appeared in front of his eyes, Gui Li seemed to have lost his soul, and his voice was enchanting, "I let you go? Then why did you let me go Qingyun Manmen!"

Gang Su was reincarnated in the Mortal Realm, and he didn't know what he said, but he felt a tremor spontaneously. Under his stern voice, his knees fell softly, but he gritted his teeth regardless of the pain, "You, did you make a mistake? I'm just a villager, I've never heard of Qingyun!"

Qingyun was destroyed 300 years ago, and people in the world are forgetful, so they will only remember the sect that rose in the future, let alone a person who had nothing to do with it.

Gui Li's raised fingertips ignited an inch of fiery light, illuminating his frost-covered face, and whispered with piercing killing intent, "You don't need to hear. After today, no matter whether it is the heaven or the netherworld, everyone It doesn't matter anymore about Gang Su Tian Jiang."

The word "Gang Su Tian Jiang" in his words is extremely light but for no reason makes people chill.Even if Gang Su was reincarnated, he could see that he had decided to kill, his eyes showed panic, and he fell to the ground with no intention of escaping, his body was drenched with sweat.When Gui Li moved his fingertips, Huo Zhuan instantly printed a reflection in Gang Su's eyes.Seeing that the flames were about to hit him, the door behind him was suddenly pushed open, and a figure [-] feet tall ran out.Unprepared for the sudden change, Gui Li was startled, and the flame that was about to rise was extinguished.

It was a pale and thin child with tears all over his face, he coughed non-stop after only a few steps, he was dying, he coughed weakly, and only one word was still clear, "Father."

Gang Su, who was already kneeling on the ground waiting to die, was panicked, got up and hugged the child and said anxiously, "What are you doing out here! Go back, no, run!"

He reacted and was about to flee with the child in his arms, but he tripped over another leaf and fell to the ground. When he fell, he subconsciously protected the child in his arms, and shouted indiscriminately, "My lord, it doesn't matter if you want me to die, but My child is only six years old, and he is seriously ill. My life is cheap, but I just ask the adults to let him go, I beg you!"

Without waiting for Gui Li to speak, he turned around and knelt down and kowtowed, "Bang bang", the dust and blood were mixed together in a mess.The child wept softly and hugged Gang Su's neck tightly.

Gui Li didn't release his divine sense to investigate before, and the people who went to the underworld to investigate didn't report that Gang Su had a son who was terminally ill in this life, the murderous intent in his heart was disturbed by this, and he was a little breathless.

That child is just a chosen reincarnation, and Gang Su has no purpose other than dragging him down in this life. He can kill Gang Su, but he can't hurt the child.

The fire rose from the fingertips again, and Gui Li's eyes flashed, and the child's arm tightly hugging Gang Su's neck suddenly felt a gentle and unquestionable force tearing him away, and a glare rose in his dull eyes. Terrified, but cried and shouted, "You kill me, I can't live without Daddy!"

The child's voice was extremely hoarse when he was tortured by the illness for a long time, and he coughed up several mouthfuls of blood in the middle of the sentence, his thin body was like a shriveled leaf in the autumn wind, with only one pair of eyes fixed on Ghost Li, full of fear but without flinching meaning.

Gang Su's face was dusty, he hurriedly pulled the child behind him, looked at him vigilantly, and quietly held the wooden stick in his hand.

Twelve days will be loyal and courageous, with iron bones, even in such a field now, the clank hidden in his bones is still there, Ghost Li didn't miss his action of picking up the wooden stick, the flame in his hand was finally scattered to go.

Gang Su was not afraid of death, even though he didn't know why he died, he begged for mercy because he had a dying son who was seriously ill.And he didn't run away because he wanted to protect this son.

It's like the master and wife who could escape back then.

But what about Qingyun? !

Does Qingyun deserve to die under that ignorance and deception? !

Gui Li clenched his fists, struggled in his eyes, turned around and disappeared, leaving only the pair of father and son crying after being dumbfounded for a moment.

……

Two rows of concubine-colored bamboo lanterns are lit on the street. Looking from the city gate, they look like the harmless eyes of newborn cubs. The blue brick ground is a little uneven, but the height of the hangings is like mountains and peaks.There is light snow in the middle of Haiyue, and the night in thick autumn is extremely chilly, and the aura that protects the body has dissipated and even feels a little bit cold when it hits the body.

"Who are the ten thousand lanterns blooming on?"

When Gui Lixue was young, he usually breathed out a breath of white air into his hand, but in the next moment, he was embraced into a hug, and there was a light peach blossom fragrance in his nose.

"Yehua..."

Ye Hua put his hand into his own to warm it, and before he had raised his immortal power, he was like a husband who came out to find someone. His deep and clear words spread out, and only his heart ached, "The temperature has cooled, go back."

Gui Li rested his head on the hollow of his shoulder, closed his eyes as if tired, and replied vaguely, "En."

Ye Hua closed the cloak for him, and suddenly wrapped his hand around the crook of his legs and hugged him in his arms. Feeling a sudden leap into the air, Gui Li opened his eyes and said in surprise, "Hey! Let me down!"

This pose is too much for a daughter!

Ye Hua quietly pinched his waist, as if Ghost Li was messing around, coaxed, "Be obedient."

"..."

Gui Li knew that he couldn't explain it, so he simply closed his eyes and ignored him.

The six stars of Niu Xing hang in the corner of the sky, the sound of patrolling the streets can be heard slowly after a few streets, and the warmth from the hands through the clothes, it seems that time has stopped here.With a movement in Ye Hua's heart, it melted into the flying snow and fell down. It was really as big as a goose feather, and the whole street was dyed white in a blink of an eye.

The cold touch fell on Gui Li's face, he opened his eyes, and met Ye Hua with a smile on his lips.

He didn't speak, but Gui Li also knew it.

When frost and snow fall, it is the end of the world.

Gui Li shrank back, and Ye Hua's arms were empty.

Long satin hair protruding from the cloak, he raised his eyes, that day, the peach blossoms, and now Zichun snow cover, the person standing opposite has never changed.Lips pursed, he rolled a snowball in his hand, and said calmly, "The heavy snowfall for no reason disturbs the harvest, and the merits of His Royal Highness are in vain."

Ye Hua shook his head when he heard the sound, a jacquard lantern appeared in Ruyu's hand, the begonia red swayed, dim but not burning, warming the heart, "Ghost Li."

"kindness?"

Accompanied by the clear sound of snow falling, Ye Hua's words seemed to contain boundless affection, but also seemed to fade to the extreme, "If the lanterns fall, you should go home."

Gui Li was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled.He raised his hand, and all the lights on the road went out in an instant, "Okay, let's go home."

The boots stamped side by side in the snow, and the white snow melted away piece by piece, returning to the previous style.

In this life, he grew up in the village and was in poverty, and then lost his wife and became a widower. One of his sons fell ill and died when he was less than fifteen years old.

Lost father, mother, wife, son.

To atone for unknown sins, disasters continue until the cause and effect are over, and then one can re-enter the fate book and enjoy ordinary people's lives.And the other eleven generals are all similar.

The candles were extinguished in the house, and the pulse of harmony was slow and powerful.

"...How long have you been with me?"

"As long as you have been away, I will naturally follow you for as long as possible."

"...Then how many people were there before?"

"To protect a ray of remnant soul, I was sent to the underworld by someone."

Gui Li sat up abruptly, the corner of his clothes was pressed under Ye Hua and he almost collapsed in embarrassment, his expression seemed anxious, "...you!"

Ye Hua stabilized his waist with one hand, and put the other hand behind his head, looking at him,

"I know you hate so much in your heart, but reincarnation from generation to generation, perdition from generation to generation, isn't it the greatest punishment? If you destroy his three souls and seven souls, it will be hard to turn back."

Gui Li pursed his lips, lay down suddenly, closed his eyes and relaxed his body,

"Is 'Slumber' useless to you?"

Ye Hua remembered the bowl of laurel porridge, and leaned closer on a long pillow,

"you guess."

What is there to guess?

Gui Li stopped asking, closed his eyes and shrank into his arms, and fell asleep.

The feeling of autumn is more sticky than the porridge in the bowl. With the door and windows closed, it seems that this world has little to do with this simple house.But he had a feeling somewhere that he couldn't hide from the sea of ​​clouds in all directions, the gods, ghosts, immortals, monsters and people in the six realms of the underworld, and neither could the people in his arms.

Ye Hua lowered her eyelids slightly, and hugged him tightly.