Immortal Hero: I Have a Coffin

Demon bone, grinding bone.

In countless records, apart from committing suicide, the survivors could not bear it, collapsed into madness, and finally disappeared in a place unknown to everyone, probably dead.What's more, because they couldn't bear the pain during their lifetime, they were afraid of being tortured. They were afraid that the demon bones would still linger after death and entangle their souls, so they chose to die before they died. This is the way of death that monks should resist the most. .

Ye Jiuqiu's eyes were empty, and his thoughts were ups and downs.

Jiuyou's previous life was 500 years ago. I don't know when he was haunted by demon bones?

How painful is it to bear the pain of biting the soul day and night?But he couldn't imagine it.

And what supported Jiuyou to spend those long and painful years soberly?

It is hatred.

Not only the hatred for the people who caused him the most, but also for himself.He hated himself, so he indifferently endured the pain inflicted on him by the demon bone.On the one hand, there are victims who cannot escape day and night, and on the other hand, they are also indifferent and cruel bystanders, looking at the tortured, pitiful and pitiful man with cold eyes, feeling a little pleasure in hatred.

Because that person is me, so just by substituting that person's past experience, you can get very close to the other person's thoughts.

In the past, Jiuyou never forgave himself for a single moment.Perhaps he killed all his enemies, including himself.

Ye Jiuqiu's fingertips trembled, and the jade slip slipped from his hand.

The moment the jade slip fell to the ground, a hand reached out from the side and grabbed it.

"As a guest, you have to be careful." The owner of the hand joked, "The owner here is not so easy to talk to."

The man continued: "Xun Shu of the Hanjia sect, I don't know what your Excellency's name is?"

Ye Jiuqiu raised her eyes quietly and set her eyes on him.

This is a tall and heroic young man, his face is not particularly handsome, but he is also good-looking, and he is very approachable when he smiles, as if he can mingle with all kinds of people in the market.

"Ye Jiuqiu." His expression was peaceful, and all the fluctuations in his eyes were restrained, as silent as an ancient pond.He looked at the jade slip in Xun Shu's hand and said, "Thank you for your help just now. I was too careless."

As soon as he made a sound, the admiration and admiration in Xun Shu's eyes increased a little, and he said, "Brother Ye is a casual cultivator? Did you come here for the valley of disaster?"

Ye Jiuqiu didn't want to talk to him, so he turned and walked outside.When passing by Xun Shu, he said calmly, "I thought you already found out all this?"

After leaving these words, he strode out of the spacious library.

The only thought that filled his mind now was seeing Ye Jiuyou.As for Xun Shu, who had been in the library with him for half a month, but only watched him secretly, he didn't even want to delay for a while, distracted to expose it.

Xun Shu looked at the back of Ye Jiuqiu who disappeared after he walked around the wooden frame, and raised the corners of his lips inexplicably. He thought he was a jade carving like a green lotus, a young master who didn't eat fireworks in the world. .

But it's more likable, and it's fun to have a little temper in bed.He picked up the jade slip in his hand, scanned it with his spiritual sense, and found that it contained all the strange gossip, so he couldn't help but frowned, wondering where the content attracted Ye Jiuqiu.

In the West Garden of the City Lord's Mansion, several gardens are divided, which are now being used to receive monks recruited by the City Lord.

Among them, Xuanhuo Courtyard lived with Ye Jiuqiu and the five of them.

It was evening at this time, and Jiuyou should be instilling the power of the underworld for Master Di.When Ye Jiuqiu hurried back to Xuanhuoyuan, he thought of this and went directly to his master's room.

Feng Yushu was not in the room, only Ye Jiuyou and Di Shuo were sitting face to face on the soft couch.Ye Jiuyou's hand was pressed on Di Shuo's celestial spirit cover, and a layer of rusty-yellow water vapor could be vaguely seen entangled between his pale and slender five fingers, and then submerged into Di Shuo's body.

Just now, Ye Jiuqiu only wanted to see Ye Jiuyou with all his heart and eyes.

As for what he wants to do after seeing it, he has no idea.

But now that he saw someone, his heart fell back to the original place, and he suddenly settled down.

He walked into the room quietly without making a sound, closed the door, and then leaned against the door, staring at Ye Jiuyou intently.In the silence of the room, as if infected, his tense brows and eyes gradually softened, and the corners of his lips curved gently.After looking at the jade slips, the impetuous and anxious atmosphere around him quietly dissipated at this moment, as if the hustle and bustle and disturbance had been washed away, and the peace and tranquility had been restored.

After a long time, Ye Jiuyou finally withdrew his hands and got down from the soft couch.

Naturally, he had noticed Ye Jiuqiu a long time ago, so when he stepped on the ground, he glanced at Di Shuo who was sitting stiffly, and said with a casual smile: "Uncle Banyue can't even understand the words now, but he already knows how to listen to Master's words." Yes, it's incredible."

"Master let Master Uncle Di sit here?" Ye Jiuqiu walked towards him with a smile and asked, "By the way, why do you keep calling Uncle Di as Uncle Banyue?"

Ye Jiuyou nodded first, affirming Ye Jiuqiu's previous sentence, then walked to the table and sat down, signaling Ye Jiuqiu to sit down too.

"Let's wait here and wait with Uncle Banyue until Master comes back." Ye Jiuyou casually poured a cup of spiritual tea and pushed in Ye Jiuqiu's direction, "Master was called to the meeting hall of the City Lord's Mansion, probably to say Going to Tianshu City."

"It just so happens that I have time, so I'll tell you about Uncle Banyue." It seemed that this was something that Ye Jiuyou found very interesting, so there was rarely a smile in his long and narrow black eyes.

Ye Jiuqiu nodded, and looked at him expectantly, but nothing unusual appeared.

Ye Jiuyou propped his chin with one hand, and just started talking.

This was what he heard from Di Shuo who had regained his sanity.

During the time when Feng Yushu and Di Shuo first met, Feng Yushu always thought that Di Shuo was called Di Banyue.

The relationship between the two of them began with a letter of war sent by Di Shuo to Qing Luozong.The problem is that Di Shuo's handwriting is so rotten that it is hopelessly rotten, so Feng Yushu managed to understand the content of his previous invitation to fight, but when he saw the signature on the back, he took Di Shuo's handwriting. Shuo, looking at the word Banyue.

He was not like Di Shuo, who had inquired about his opponent's information without hiding his face.He concentrated on his cultivation, and no one dared to talk about it in front of him, so he never knew that the Yin Corpse Sect also had a leader of the younger generation named Di Shuo.

So he was preconceived, and when he first met Di Shuo, he called someone else Di Banyue.

At that time, Di Shuo thought that Feng Yushu called him like this, which meant contempt, so he couldn't correct Feng Yushu's correct name in time.

The two of them had an own goal for a long time, and later resolved this misunderstanding.

"Do you know what is the real name of Master's Demon Slayer Sword?" Ye Jiuyou raised one corner of his lips, showing particularly malicious intentions.

Ye Jiuqiu's heart skipped a beat when he saw it, but he shook his head blankly.

"Zhanyue Sword." Ye Jiuyou didn't let it go, and smiled lowly, "Cut off Di Banyue's Zhanyue Sword."

Ye Jiuqiu was dumbfounded, and then he couldn't help laughing. His master was also young and naive back then, right?It's just that it's hidden so deeply that most people can't see it.

"But after that, Master didn't mention that name anymore." Ye Jiuyou turned his head to look at the handsome man on the soft couch, and sighed softly, "Slaying Devil Sword, everyone else called it that, and Master didn't say a word."

Ye Jiuqiu was silent, from Zhan Yue Sword to Zhan Demon Sword?The later, is it the later after Master Di's death?

After a long silence, Ye Jiuqiu stood up and turned around until the door was opened again. After seeing Feng Yushu, he called out to Master in a low voice.

Ye Jiuyou also got up, said hello, and walked outside.

Ye Jiuqiu hurriedly followed him, and when passing by Feng Yushu, by mistake, he repeated what Ye Jiuyou had just said to him: "Master, Uncle Banyue can't even understand the words now, but he already knows how to listen to Master!" It’s unbelievable.”

Feng Yushu tilted his head slightly, and looked at Ye Jiuqiu with his glazed black eyes, seeming to have a faint smile.

"Hmm." He replied softly.

Ye Jiuqiu bent his eyes, and then chased Ye Jiuyou out.

Walking to the courtyard, the snow in the courtyard has been swept away, and the stone road is still wet.Ye Jiuyou stopped under a pine tree and waited for him. His figure was tall and straight, not inferior to the pine tree at all.

When he got closer, he heard Ye Jiuyou mockingly say, "If you want to please Master, don't you want to say something yourself?"

Ye Jiuqiu walked up to him unaffected, and replied calmly: "Who told you to be embarrassed to say it in front of Master? What's the use of just telling me? Why don't I say it to make Master happy? Jiuyou, Are you envious again?"

Ye Jiuyou groaned slightly, and turned his face sideways, extremely disdainful.

Ye Jiuqiu raised his eyes, and saw half of his cheek covered in black lines.He raised his hand and touched it lightly. Under his fingertips, he could only feel the cold and delicate skin, and he could not feel the existence of the living magic bones at all.

"This, who planted it for you?" He heard his own voice, extremely calm.

Ye Jiuyou turned his head in surprise, and when he met his eyes, he was silent for a moment, and then he curled his lips again: "Want to know?"

"I think." Ye Jiuqiu nodded firmly.

"We will meet." Ye Jiuyou thought for a while, the corners of his lips remained undiminished, and added, "In the Northern Continent, we will meet. When the time comes, shall I show you?"