Jia Mo

The ice sculptures melted in the high temperature of the magma, and the originally condensed water became scorching hot, spreading over Qi Yin and Fu Lan's ankles.There was wet and sticky soil under his feet, and he couldn't tell whether it was the rotting flesh of those snake witches or the silt of rock and soil.The two were panting back to back, their hands and feet were limp, and they were already at the end of their strength.The divine flower completely dissipated, turning into white ash, which precipitated along with the poisonous mist of rust red.The Diyuan finally became quiet, so quiet that it seemed as if the air was about to sink, turning into a barren wasteland.

Three feet away in front of him, the mud suddenly shook.Both Qi Yin and Fu Lan heard a heartbeat from weak to strong, coming upwards, getting closer.Qi Yin was restless, are these snake witches going to end?Walking over with the sword in hand, the tip of the sword is lifted up, which is an action of preparing to slash.Just wait for the snake witch to break out of the ground, and then take his head.

The mud bubbled up, and a bloody woman emerged halfway.Qi Yin was about to drop his sword, Fu Lan grabbed his wrist.

"It's Master Yu." Fu Lan said in a low voice.

Qi Yin was startled, and when she took a closer look, it was indeed her.This unlucky woman was covered in blood and mud, unkempt, more like a ghost than a ghost, no wonder he didn't recognize it.Looking at her appearance, she must have suffered a lot, Qi Yin sighed, and reached out to her.

"Where is it hurt? Where's the idiot next to you?"

Yu Shishi bent down and took out a swaddling baby from his arms.It was a child with eyes closed tightly, a face as white as fine porcelain, and long black eyelashes.It's only a little bit old, no more than two years old.The bloody clothes wrapped him in swaddling clothes and bound him tightly.He lay quietly inside, like a little cotton ball.

Where is this kid from?

"You..." Qi Yin was shocked and speechless.

Fu Lan was also stunned, tilted her head to look at the child for a while, knelt down, and poked his cheek curiously.

"His name is Murong Changshu, Changbai's Chang, Lin Shu's Shu. He is very cute, isn't he?" Yu Shishi asked softly.

Murong Changshu!Qi Yin's heart skipped a beat. It turned out that he was Murong Changshu, the child who was taken out of Fuxi Temple by Fulan.He clenched his small fists and breathed lightly, the surroundings were bloody and desolate, only this newborn child was still sleeping peacefully.

Yu Shishi said: "Junior Brother Qi, Mr. Fulan, you are all good people. I have always misunderstood you, thinking that Mr. Fulan doesn't know how to flatter you, and you look weird, so you really don't look like a serious person, so... no I like you guys."

Qi Yin: "..."

"It's okay," Fu Lan said, "You're too loud, and I don't like you either."

"..." Yu Shishi was choked by him for a while, and then said, "I didn't know until Junior Brother Qi cut his heart to save us, so you are just a knife mouth and a bean curd heart, and I have always wronged you." Yu Shishi lowered his face, Press the cool cheek to the child's forehead.She closed her eyes, tears dripping down her cheeks silently, "You two, I want to trouble you with one last thing. Please, help me take this child out. Send him to Fenghuan, Kunlun, Wufang, where All good, just don’t go to Zhonggu again.”

"This child... what's going on?" Qi Yin asked with a frown.

"We have seen God." Yu Shishi smiled.Her pale smile was reflected by the golden-red magma light, almost transparent.This originally delicate and savage woman seemed to be a different person after only being separated for a few hours.She became peaceful and quiet, as if a catastrophe had fallen from the sky, and her peaceful smile could not be taken away.

She said: "It was God Fuxi who saved us. When the Snake Witch was besieging us and we were dying, I begged God for a chance."

"Fuxi?" Qi Yin was taken aback.

Bailu suddenly opened his eyes in the sea of ​​mind.

"People who have already died cannot be brought back to life. There is no way to change the fate of a dead end. Therefore, the Great God Fuxi gave us this child. He shed the blood of Murong Xue and me, and carried the blood of both of us. He will live on our behalf." Yu Shishi lowered his eyelashes, his eyes lingering on the child's peaceful sleeping face, "He is the continuation of Murong Xue and I's life, and our last hope. He is our vitality , as long as this child lives, we live."

"What are you talking about? You raise your own child." Qi Yin sensed something was wrong, "Where is Fuxi, tell him to come out and see us!"

"I can't go anymore, Junior Brother Qi." Yu Shishi shook his head, "Murong Xue will be scared if he is alone down here. You know, he is the most timid."

She put Murong Changshu into Fulan's arms, and Fulan clumsily took the child, and he slept soundly in his arms, a small ball, more fragile than a chicken, as if he would die if squeezed.Fu Lan stared blankly at the child, if Xiao Yin could also give birth to a child, would she also be able to give birth to such a small snowball, which he could carefully hold in his palm.

Seeing Fu Lan's eyes focused on the child, Yu Shishi relieved his heart, smiled sweetly, and said, "Goodbye, both of you."

The golden red firelight reflected her fair face, and that smile was fixed into a magnificent silhouette.Yu Shishi plunged headlong into the mud, and the dense black scales flashed past Qi Yin's face, and the flash of fire light shining on it disappeared instantly.Yu Shishi disappeared, leaving only a slimy mud cave.

She never came out of the mud, it turned out that her lower body had become a snake's tail.

"Hey, what's going on! Where's Fuxi, tell him to come out to meet us!" Qi Yin rushed forward with a stride, half-body poked into the hole and shouted, "Hey! Hey!"

How could this woman just throw her child to them?Qi Yin was so angry that her eyes turned black, she turned her head and said to Fu Lan, "Wait for me up there", then jumped into the cave to search around.It was pitch black below, and the nose was full of the smell of earth and blood.There was no trace of Yu Shishi, and he listened intently, but he couldn't hear the heartbeat of the living thing.There is dead silence everywhere, as if no matter whether it is a snake witch, a mortal or a divine flower, they all disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"Master Yu!" Qi Yin roared, "Master Yu!"

What bullshit are you talking about?It is said that children are the continuation of their parents and their hope.Parents are not around, and the child grows up alone, so where is his hope?He was beaten to the point of blood by hooligans, and was pushed forward by his classmates and stumbled to escape. Where can he find his hope!Qi Yin suddenly understood what Murong Changshu was looking for, he wasn't looking for a miracle, he wasn't looking for Fulan, he was looking for his parents, his origin.

This is the knot of his life, living alone in Xianshan, only the lonely back of a strange man is left in his mind.Following this blurred figure, he persistently traveled through thousands of mountains and rivers to find the source of his blood.Just like Qi Yin in the past, he walked from Wutang to Fenghuan, and then from Fenghuan to Wufang, step by step, one step at a time, following his father's footsteps to the tomb of God.How do these idiots understand the feeling of losing home and the pain of being alone?No matter how far he went, whether it was the end of the world or the end of the world, the blood would call him back and let him return to his parents' grave.

Fulan hugged the child and waited obediently outside the cave, like a daughter-in-law sitting under the eaves of her house, waiting for her husband to come home.The child's body is soft and has no weight at all wrapped in the arms.Fulan was very nervous, struggling to keep her arms in a neither loose nor tight position.Before Qi Yin came back, Fu Lan was stunned, her eyes fell in the distance, a Qiankun pouch was hidden behind the dark red mist, looming.Fu Lan froze for a moment, stood up, walked over, and picked up the universe bag, which contained Qi Yin's hair.

silence.It was as if everything was dead.Qi Yin found nothing, and finally gave up the pursuit, holding on to the cave wall, panting.His fingertips were cold and gradually turned pale. It was ice flowers sprouting, growing, and spreading on his fingertips, and his fingers became almost transparent inch by inch.The backlash started again, Qi Yin caressed his chest, his heart stalled, and contracted intermittently, the cold air lost his control and radiated out uncontrollably.Wherever his fingers touched, everything was frozen.

It's okay, just bear it, just bear it.He held his palms together and breathed out, tremblingly crawled out of the mud hole, only to find that Fulan was not on it, and the child was gone.The abyss is vast and silent, the rounded outlines of the ice sculptures glisten in the fire, the rust-red mist settles on the pale-red rocks, the lava flows slowly, and the tide of magma rises and falls at an extremely slow speed.So the magnificent light and shadow also quietly fell on Qi Yin's deep eyebrows, Qi Yin let out a breath slowly, and the white air mass condensed in the air.

Time has been tampered with, and the time here has been slowed down countless times.The entire Fuxi Temple fell into the silence of time, the demon pheasant was still in the cracks of the rock, the shrimp-red flowers and trees were silent, Qi Lingshu, Yunzhi and the black cat were frozen in the underground forest, maintaining a posture of struggling to run.

Who in the world has such great power to control time.Qi Yin had the answer in his heart, and slowly turned his head. In front of him, on the bank of the Lava River, stood a figure.As described in all myths, with a human head and a snake body, it is ancient and solemn.He has a dark golden snake tail, a slender and tall body, and an unquenchable flame covers his whole body, illuminating an abyss.His majestic aura made people palpitate, like a towering mountain pressing down on Qi Yin's shoulders, forcing people to hold their breath.

The god turned his face, against the brilliant light of flames and magma, his golden eyes shone like the sun, and no one could look directly into those brilliant eyes.

"Long time no see, Jiang Yang," he said.

A cloud of white mist diffused out from Qi Yin's body, condensing into the shadow of a white deer.This guy usually doesn't want to show himself in front of others, and Qi Yin realized that his soul is much stronger and less transparent.The young man folded his arms, his white sleeves fluttered like the wings of a white moth.His expression could not see the joy of reuniting the old friend, nor the hatred of meeting the old enemy, it was just calm and peaceful.

He "tsked" and said, "You're not dead yet. Seeing your ugly old face again after so many years really makes me as sick as ever."

Fu Xi was not angry because of Bai Lu's rude words and deeds, there was no anger, no tyranny, or even emotion on his face.It is difficult for Qi Yin to describe this ancient god in words. He reminds Qi Yin of sculptures, the sea, the starry sky, and all inanimate things.In him, Qi Yin saw the sacred, but also saw death.

"No, Jiang Yang," Fuxi said, "I'm already dead, just like you, my body is broken, but my soul still exists. My time is running out, and I will soon dissipate in the mortal world and return to the mountains and rivers The sea, just like when we were never born. The only reason I am here is to wait to meet this child."

Fuxi's eyes turned to Qi Yin, Qi Yin's backlash was very strong, and he didn't calm down for a long time. He held the ice sculpture with his hand, stiffened his back, and was unwilling to fall down in front of this indifferent god.Fuxi raised his hand, and a little golden halo condensed from the fingertips, sinking into Qi Yin's heart.Miraculously, the ice flower melted from Qi Yin's body, and the backlash subsided like a tide.

"Thank you." Qi Yin cupped his hands and said, "Master Fuxi, please help me to the end, and help me save a brother. He is about to die, and he has not yet walked out of the temple. Please raise your hand and remove your snake curse." .”

"I never change Fan Ling's fate easily," Fu Xi said, "If he is destined to die here, then I can give him a chance..."

There was a flame in Qi Yin's heart, what kind of bullshit had a glimmer of life, did he think he was sending the son Guanyin?Qi Yin suppressed his anger and said: "I don't run Anletang, I don't want to raise his child, I just want to see him alive and kicking like before. God Fuxi, you have worked so hard to preserve a wisp of soul, it must not be for the snake here Wu Niannian couldn't let go. You were waiting for me, right? Wu Yuli disobeyed the destiny and tampered with the destiny. You want me to take his dog's life, right? Yes, I'll get it for you. His life, in exchange for my brother's life, in exchange for me and my companions to be healed, is that enough?"

"Fate is hard to change, child. The fate of mortal beings is like a cobweb, and if you pull it, your whole body will be affected. If you change the fate of one person, thousands of people will be born and die with it. Sometimes, even if I forcibly reverse his temporary life and death, he will die due to other accidents. This is fate, child." Fuxi said slowly, "Fate is a long river, no matter how many rivers you change, it will eventually die. will gallop into the sea."

Lie, Qi Yin can't believe it, he is the oldest god, he can control even time, how can a little mortal's life and death not be controlled?Qi Yin gritted his teeth and said, "No, God Fuxi, hasn't my brother's fate been changed? My brother didn't know who Qi Yin was at first, but in the original time, he followed Yu Linxian and his group to come here Here, Yu Linxian and everyone else are dead, only my brother walked out with Murong Changshu. But it is different now, Goddess Baiyu sent me here, it was me and my brother who came here together, isn't this a change Is it?"

Fuxi and Bailu looked at him together, time was silent in the abyss, Qi Yin suddenly found something in common from these two gods who were completely different in appearance and temperament.It was a sad calm, like a diffuse smoke, enveloped them all.

"Stinky boy, do you still remember the bones in the tomb of the gods?" Bailu said quietly, "Your brother survived from the Fuxi Temple and sent Murong Changshu to Wufang. The tomb. He entered my temple and visited my idol. My god attendant killed him, and the bone cutting knife fell to the bronze pillar, and drifted back to the ice sea and sky abyss with the sea water of the abyss. Do you remember, I once told you, He cast a spell before he died. Have you ever wondered why he visited my idol and what spell he cast?"

An ominous feeling enveloped Qi Yin's heart, as if he thought of something, his heart sank heavily.

"Silly boy, in your so-called original time, you were the ones who entered the Fuxi Temple, and you were the ones who reached the Youli Diyuan. The Fulan who took care of you in Wujiang, in his long past, originally had Qi Yin." people."

"I can open the eyes of inspiration for you," Fu Xi said warmly, "Open your eyes and see, child."

The big golden eyes opened behind him. They were the eyes of the gods. They could see the past and the future, and the cause and effect of all things were clearly revealed in its eyes, and there was nothing to hide.Qi Yin froze for a moment, then turned around, everything around her twisted at the same time, the magma flowed backwards, the river bed rose, the ice sculptures shattered, the bronze pillars rose from the ground, the starry sky flowed like a river on the dome, and the endless darkness spread in the distance.The quiet and majestic statue of the White Deer stands in the distance, overlooking the thousand-ren abyss.

In the white mist, a bloody man trekked forward.With every step he took, a bloody footprint was left under his feet.He was already staggering and almost fell, the masked god attendant quietly appeared behind him, countless sharp blades transformed by the wind cut into his back, blood gushed like a spring, and he finally knelt down at the moment he approached the statue.

But he was still crawling forward, dragging long bloodstains on his knees.Blood stained his fair forehead, like a plum blossom quietly blooming.He bent down under the statue and listened quietly. Even though his body was bruised and bruised, his peaceful face still showed no expression, as if all pain was as light as dust to him.

Qi Yin's heart seemed to be pinched by someone, dripping blood.He said hoarsely, "Is my brother listening to Bailu's heartbeat?"

"That's right," Fuxi said, "In the world at that time, the White Deer Heart was the only thing that was connected to you, even though you would not take this heart until hundreds of years later. Your brother wanted to stay with you God’s Tomb, so that I can meet you sooner. It’s a pity that he doesn’t know that even though Bashan God’s attendant is kind to him, the God’s Tomb’s attendant will still want his life.”

Fu Lan coughed up a mouthful of blood, stood up with difficulty, and leaned against the base of the statue.He was dying, he had suffered so many injuries that his ability to heal himself was useless.God Servant's wind blade pierced his lungs, blood was filling his lungs, and soon he would suffocate to death due to his own blood.He hissed, his damaged lungs like an old bellows.With trembling hands, he took out a universe bag from his arms, and took out a bundle of hair tied with red silk.

"Xiaoyin..."

Some people say that time is a circle that goes round and round. When a person is about to die, the most precious years in memory will be like driftwood on the sea, drifting back and forth.He closed his eyes and let the distant voice return to his ears.The falling snow covered the black-eyed boy's shoulders, and the sound of falling snow was like a feather gently scratching his ears.The ground was dark and silent, the boy kissed his lips, and he heard his breathing sound like a small animal.In the sea of ​​poisonous mist and flowers, the world seemed to be splashed with blood, and it was as red as iron rust. The light of the lava settled on the boy's face. He shouted at him forcefully: "We are all monsters, and monsters must be with monsters!"

together.Fu Lan muttered these words silently.together.

He knew that every time he died, he would forget all the past in this life.If he and Qi Yin meet again, they will be strangers who know nothing about each other.But that memory is his most precious treasure.He doesn't want to forget his brother, he wants to remember everything about his brother, his appearance, his voice, his focused eyes when he stared at him, his slightly trembling lips when he kissed him, his cool fingertips, and the boy's silver gray eyes covered with frost. ...He didn't want to forget everything.

At least, let him remember his breath.

Fu Lan opened her eyes, twisted out Qi Yin's hair, and put it in her palm.The flame rising from the palm burns the silver-white hair, and the thin smoke rises zigzagging.Fu Lan exhausted the last spiritual power in her body, drew a spell, sealed the smoke into the rune, and then turned her fingertips, the rune pierced his forehead and reached directly to the spiritual palace of the brain.

Like a sword piercing through the head, and like a thunderbolt, the scorching pain spread all over the body, and Fulan's whole body trembled for a moment.After that, his hand fell to his side, his quiet eyes became dull, and the long night entered into his eyes.Blood flowed from the one-inch scarred wound on the forehead, which was bright red and glaring.

Qi Yin squatted beside him in a daze, tears trickling down her cheeks, her heart felt like someone had torn it open, bloody pain.This is clearly the universe bag he gave to Qi Lingshu, how could it be in Fulan's hands?However, everything was connected online, and he remembered that the first time he saw this skeleton that had been forgotten in the corner of the world, there was a silver-white broken hair lying in its universe.

Bai Lu was right, all this had already happened, but he didn't know it.

Demons distinguish people by breath. A person's appearance can be changed, and his voice will grow older and mellow. Only breath, which comes from the blood, grows in the flesh and blood, and is difficult to change.Even if Qi Yin changed his heart and turned into a non-human, non-demon monster, as long as he kept this physical body, his aura would still retain the traces of the past.It turned out that the notch on Fulan's brain and Spirit Palace was not someone who tortured him, but he himself carved Qi Yin's breath into his soul.

So Fulan is withdrawn and slow, but she has a natural closeness with him.So Fulan doesn't drink or eat, but only loves the taste of his blood.So in Yuejing Bashan, that abandoned cabin, Fu Lan said to him: "It seems that a long time ago, I was the elder brother, and you were the younger brother."

Fulan loves him not because of the god's whisper of "protecting Qi Yin", but because of the incantation engraved in the soul, an insoluble and irreversible incantation he cast on himself.

Wutang drizzles, lonely long alley.

They did not meet each other for the first time, but reunited after a long absence.