Jia Mo

The wind was turbulent and swift, scraping his face like blades of blades.Wu Yuli was standing in the center of the storm, and he couldn't even connect half a foot away from him.Qi Yin's two-handed sword was behind his elbows, and a stream of air was cut out from the left and right sides. The wind disintegrated on the edge of his sword, and the strong wind could not stop his rushing steps.The boy's movement is more agile than before, the ruins of Lingshan have tempered his skills, and he is approaching Wu Yuli in the wind with the speed of a sharp arrow.

Wu Yuli unhurriedly took out the bone flute and put it under her lips.The melodious sound of the flute scattered the snow and snow, and he was surrounded by the ashes of flowers in the whirlwind, his whole body was cold and glowing.

As soon as the sound of the flute came out, the ground in front of Qi Yin suddenly exploded, and a walking corpse in black heavy armor roared out.Startled, Qi Yin stepped on the corpse's face and bounced back with force.The moment it landed, the ground in all directions exploded one after another, and countless black-armored walking corpses crawled out screaming.But in a short while, the sea of ​​flowers was covered with dense armored corpses, following the guidance of the flute, the tide rushed towards Qi Yin.

"Uncle!" Qi Yin yelled, "You fucking ambush me!"

Wu Yuli put down the bone flute, smiled and said, "Soldiers never tire of cheating, my son." He ordered solemnly, "Catch him alive, and don't hurt his heart."

The black-armored walking corpses separated Qi Yin and Wu Yuli in a mighty way, and they drew out their sharp long knives and slashed at Qi Yin.Countless gleaming knives are pressed down, what the hell is this called alive?Qi Yin cursed, and the cold winter technique was activated instantly, freezing all the blades and the dead hands holding them into ice.The ice stopped when it reached the elbow of the dead hand. Qi Yin precisely controlled the field of the cold winter technique, which could alleviate his backlash, and he was ready for a long-term battle.

Qi Yin crushed the limbs of a walking corpse with his head, and the sword with both hands broke through the shattered corpse, and inserted into the neck of a walking corpse behind him.The head was broken on the edge of the sword, and a moth with a big face came out of the broken neck and rushed towards him.Qi Yin let go of the sword, and his short body slid between the headless corpse's legs. At the same time, the knife and sword slipped over the headless corpse's shoulders and returned to Qi Yin's hand.More black-armored walking corpses rushed up, and Qi Yin was surrounded.He came out with the shadow of the sword, and the frosty sword shadow enveloped the black corpses, and countless bluish-white stiff heads were cut off like cutting rice.Dirty black blood spurted out, splashing Qi Yin's head and face.

He couldn't see the faces of these walking corpses clearly, and there were dark figures in front of him.He only kept slashing and defending based on intuition.

"Uncle Master!" Qi Yin's sword shadow collapsed in the rush of a walking corpse, and the golden knife immediately unsheathed, cutting off the corpse's shriveled head.He yelled: "Uncle, stop! Think about my brother! He's here, he's in Crescent Valley, don't you want to see him!"

"Xiao Yin, are you confused?" Wu Yuli said indifferently, "He is just a puppet that I gave up on."

"Puppet..." Qi Yin swung his knife and stabbed straight, thousands of sword shadows followed his slashing, and countless walking corpses fell to the ground.He was actually smiling, showing bloody teeth.This guy was hit in the face by someone just now, and his mouth was covered in blood.Qi Yin shouted loudly: "Wu Yuli, you are lying!"

The children took Fulan to play in the Crescent Valley, and Fulan hugged the black cat, always looking absent-minded.Ah Jiu saw that he was not thinking here, and said: "Brother, let me take you to Master Ah Li's bedroom to play, there are many treasures there."

They climbed the steps and walked a long winding path.Wu Yuli's dormitory is far away from the village, hidden behind clumps of mottled bamboos, giving it an air of independence from the world.A boy led the way, quietly pushed open the screened window behind the crabapple tree, and climbed in on tiptoe.Fulan followed behind, and the black cat landed lightly.All you can see are bookcases and museum shelves full of books, and a banjo on the black lacquer table.

Fu Lan was attracted by a flower pot on the tall flower table, which contained a small withered orchid.The petals are wilted, and the stems are as dry as wire.He was short and could only hold his head up with difficulty.Seeing that he likes it, Ah Jiu carefully removed the flower pot and put it on the ground.The flower pots are full of dust, and it can be seen that no one has moved them for a long time.When it touched the flower pot, a circle of golden light spells appeared on it, covering the dead flowers inside like a cage.

"This is Master Ah Li's child," Ah Jiu said, "He died a long time ago."

The black cat asked suspiciously: "Isn't he a mortal? Why did he keep planting? How do you know this is his doll?"

"Master Ah Li said it when he told us the story," Ah Jiu said, "Although he didn't say it explicitly, we all know that Little Lanhua is Lord Ah Li's child."

"Why?" Fu Lan suddenly asked.

The boy kept silent, and everyone thought he was unhappy.He finally spoke, and the children were delighted.

"Because Master A Li protected it very well," Ah Jiu poked at the spell barrier on the flowerpot, "as long as this barrier is in place, the little orchids inside will not be hurt, just like the man-eating fog protects us .”

The sword shadow swept across, and the legs of countless walking corpses were cut off, and they all fell short.Qi Yin wiped the black blood on his face, and said: "I have always had a question before. You cut wood into human beings, but what you cut is only the body. Where does the soul come from? You are a mortal after all, and you can't make it like Fuxi and Nuwa. People without souls and flesh and blood, and the souls of children in Crescent Moon Valley, you brought back from Wangchuan Xinghai. So, where is my brother?"

Wu Yuli narrowed his eyes.

"It's that child, right? That little orchid that died in your arms 3000 years ago!" Qi Yin hoarsely said, "You took his soul away, and stayed with you in the golden coffin for 3000 years, and then put He injected my brother's body. You made a mistake, he became dull, he became stupid. You feel guilty, you take him to the mortal world, expecting him to learn emotions. You are afraid of his death, you are in his Fulan flowers were planted in his heart, making him immortal like you. You don't want to see him, because you are afraid that you will indulge in personal affairs, and the pace of Mieshi will be stopped because of him." Qi Yin panted heavily, and slashed Open the head of a walking corpse, "But why did you seal his memory...why...?"

"Xiao Yin, don't talk nonsense anymore, just grab your hands and give me your body." Wu Yuli's flute turned, and the roar of the black armor walking corpse shook the sky.

"I see..." Qi Yin suddenly remembered something and roared, "Because you don't want him to be like you, trapped in the deserted city of memory!"

Memories are like rotten branches and leaves, piled up layer by layer on the quagmire of time.Wu Yuli has been trapped in this mud for too long, and the suffering has formed scars, which will remain in his memory forever.

All the people, gods, and demons of his contemporaries have died, and he is a grain of sand left behind by time, standing alone in the long flow of time.He missed his kids, so he reborn for Fulan.But he was also afraid that Fulan would be blocked by the quagmire of memory like him, so he sealed Fulan's memory so that he could not remember his previous life.

——"Master Ah Li, can I go to see Fulanhua?"

——"Master Ah Li, I will become the Fulan flower of the Great God of White Deer. From now on, if you miss me, look up at the moon... and you will see me..."

All the promises and expectations in the past have been quietly realized in another way.This crazy man was so persistent in resurrecting Fulan, Bailu, and Crescent Valley, Qi Yin suddenly understood that he wanted to bring everything in the past back to him in a new way.

The roaring sound continued, Qi Yin was already surrounded by violent walking corpses, the bone cutting knife was stuck in the ribs of a walking corpse and could not be pulled out, and the two walking corpses seized the opportunity to throw him to the ground.All the walking corpses rushed up from all directions, pressing down on his joints of hands and feet, and pressing down on his back.He tried his best to shake off a few, and the golden knife cut into their armor, but soon there were new walking corpses, kneeling on his wrist.

"Wu Yuli, he is your child!" Qi Yin hissed, "My brother remembered, my brother chopped off the root of the moon, he remembered everything! You go to see him, go See him!"

The last cry was drowned by the crowd of corpses, Wu Yuli still stood indifferently in the middle of the flowers, watching that foolish man screaming with all his might.How could there be such a fool in this world, Wu Yuli thought pitifully, since his life was already hanging by a thread, he still had to worry about other people's fetters.Obviously he, Wu Yuli, had personally plotted to kill Fulan, but he still hoped that he would hold Fulan's warmth.

Maybe he once felt pity for the child, but too long time has passed, and that fragile emotion has long been forgotten in the long sea of ​​time.He has painstakingly planned for thousands of years, and what he is waiting for is today. Anyone who stands in his way to destroy the world must die.He stepped in front of Qi Yin and looked down at the man with a bloody head.

"Xiao Yin, you are such a strange child. Your elder brother was betrayed by the world and died tragically without a reason. Why do you want to save these so-called common people, and why do you try to mention that child who has died for thousands of years in front of me?" Wu Yuli smiled mockingly, "Do you really think that I will indulge in personal affairs and give up my thousands of years of planning? It's ridiculous, open your eyes and see the mortal world you want to save. I also lived in seclusion in the mortal world, and what I saw was nothing but It is the younger brother who did not hesitate to poison his elder brother to seize the family property. The father who did not hesitate to kill his son to take his flesh in order to survive. Only in my Crescent Valley, children will never grow up, only here, there will never be intrigue, killing and fighting."

"Uncle, you misunderstood, I never thought about saving the common people." Qi Yin smiled.

"Oh?"

"It's you I want to save." Qi Yin said hoarsely, "It's you, uncle."

"Then you should offer your body to save yourself such troubles." Wu Yuli was expressionless, looking at him indifferently, looking at the god hidden deep in his heart through his silver-gray eyes , "God, are you still unwilling to come back?"

Qi Yin stared at him steadfastly, without saying a word.

"Forget it, then I'll cut out your heart and put it in the statue of the white deer in front of the mountain." Wu Yuli summoned the bone-chopping knife and stroked the cold blade, "God, you don't have a body. It’s okay to overlook the Crescent Valley. You will be with the Crescent Valley, and with us, forever.”

Fu Lan lowered her eyes and stared at the little withered orchid, then stood up again, looking at the magic weapon placed on the museum shelf.In fact, there is nothing interesting, just ordinary spells, elixirs and the like.He turned around and looked at the Guqin, scratched the strings with his fingertips, and the music sounded like flowing water.He noticed a small box on the bookshelf next to the guqin.Also accumulated a thick layer of ash, forming a net.

Ah Jiu stuck out her tongue and said, "Master Ah Li doesn't rest here much, so we didn't clean it."

The black cat muttered, "This place has not been cleaned for hundreds of years."

Fu Lan scraped off the ashes, opened it, and inside was a bamboo flute.

He knew that this was the flute that Zhujiu and Wu Yuli cut for Xiaolanhua 3000 years ago.

The little blue fish swam back from the window, passed the children's admiring and amazed eyes, and perched on Fulan's fingertips.Fu Lan picked up the flute, ignored the children's shouts, and went straight to the cliff.Outside the boundless wind and smoke, through the little fish floating outside, he saw the battle situation in Huahai.

The children came over and asked, "What are you looking at?"

Fu Lan didn't answer, but she just looked away and asked: "Do you want to learn the song?"

The tip of the bone-cutting knife was approaching his chest, Qi Yin gritted his teeth and struggled, the corpses were tightly restraining his joints, and he couldn't move even a bit.He thought it was over, but he still couldn't beat this old guy who had lived for 3000 years.No one can come to rescue him, Qi Lingshu and Yun Zhi are in the moon sky, they don't know that he has arrived here.Even if they knew, they didn't know where Crescent Valley was.His elder brother couldn't save him either, he had just been reborn, his morals were not high, and he couldn't hit Wu Yuli's head even if he jumped up.He took a deep breath, sad in his heart.Looking up, the sky shines on the eyebrows.It's not bad to die here, the scenery is good, but I still have regrets...

He was not reconciled.

A sharp sword sound came from the wind, cutting off his thoughts at once.He turned his head abruptly, and a fierce devilish energy penetrated horizontally, corroding the walking corpse that suppressed him into pulp.The corpse paste dripped on his body, which hurt like a burn.Qi Yin was shocked, and quickly turned around and dodged back.Yun Zhi descended from the sky stepping on the Sword of Regret, followed by Qi Lingshu, the demon energy surged, and countless walking corpses fell to the ground.

"Master brother came to save your dog's life, how about it, are you so moved that you are about to cry?" Yun Zhi landed beside him, raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"Why did you come here?" Qi Yin was surprised.

Qi Lingshu stretched out his hand towards him, and he sent a charm flying into his palm, "Tracking Talisman."

Qi Yin was helpless, one or two of these bastards hid things in his hair.

"Fortunately, your senior brother, I had a long-term plan, so I guessed that you would come by yourself." Yun Zhi grinned, and waved at Wu Yuli, "Master uncle, long time no see, you are even more beautiful!"

Wu Yuli sighed and shook his head, "Nephew Yunzhi, you are still so eloquent. I advise your master to go out to sea to find immortals, why do you want to come back again?" He turned around and put the flute under his lips, "It doesn't matter, you To die together is to have companions."

The sound of the flute sounded again, and all the walking corpses were shocked suddenly, and all of them looked towards them in unison.Just as the golden knife was unsheathed, there was a burst of hoarse bitter flute in the distance, one after another, as if someone had eaten his stomach, and his stomach was gurgling.

"Who plays the flute so badly?" Yun Zhi showed a gritty expression.

In the sound of the flute, there is a melodious tune, slowly flying over.Countless melodies lingered together, disturbing Wu Yuli's bone flute. The moths inside the walking corpse couldn't distinguish the sound, and began to turn around. Many even rushed out of the corpse, forming a colorful cloud in the sky .

Qi Yin recognized the minor tune, which once rang in the White Deer Temple and welcomed the White Deer back from the forest every night.Except for Wu Yuli, only his elder brother can play this tune.Qi Yin's heart felt heavy and warm, it was his brother, that silly little boy.Fulan stared at him and never left.

"Two senior brothers, help me open a way." Qi Yin's knife pouch behind his waist shook, and twelve golden knives flew out, forming a complete cross-gauntlet long knife in his hand.

"Understood," Yun Zhi twisted his wrist, and Jianying lined up around him, "My brothers fight, of course my brothers have to accompany me!"

Qi Lingshu pulled out the Wenxue sword, and the demon energy rose and fell like breathing.

Qi Yin exhaled slowly, and the icy air formed ice flowers all over his body.

"Then," he said in a low voice amidst the misty flute sound, "let the four of us, brothers and sisters, die together for my uncle!"

The three of them activated at the same time, and the magic energy followed the sword shadow, cutting through the corpses and moths all over the ground.Yun Zhi's Yougui sword cut across, and a circle of armored corpses were cut off at the waist, and the black blood splashed after being charged with demonic energy, eating the three walking corpses that were rushing towards him to pieces.Qi Lingshu's demonic energy bypassed the poisonous moths and only sucked the withered flesh of the walking dead.Moths flew out from the corpses, and the golden knife caught up with them and chopped them into powder.

The sound of the flute continued, the moths continued to be chaotic, and the corpses fell down again and again, and no walking corpse could catch up with their rushing pace.

Great, that's it!Qi Yin jumped out and went straight to Wu Yuli in the distance.

"God, is this your choice?"

The 12-year-old boy bent down and picked up the bone-chopping knife.With a flick of his wrist, the light of the knife splashed coldly away.Ever since the bone-chopping knife was lost in the ruins of Lingshan, he hadn't held it for many years.Shen Xiong's heartbeat revived in the palm of his hand, he turned around and swung the saber, the saber's light carried a piercing wind, and clashed with the golden saber.Wu Yuli's face was full of icy tyranny, and the wind blade whizzed and rolled around his blade, as if he was holding thunder and hurricane in his hands.

For the first time in his life, Qi Yin confronted this terrifying great witch.

Almost at the moment of close combat, "Bing Yan" silently activated.

The ten fingers were stained with frost, from the hair to the fingertips, the whole body was frozen.His heart was beating fast, as if someone was beating a drum in his chest frantically.But the heartbeat is still speeding up, speeding up, speeding up!With his blade as the origin, everything around him was frozen.The silver-gray pupils also froze, and it stared at Wu Yuli in front of him without any emotion.

Wu Yuli was surprised to find that the man in front of him was stronger than last time in Yunmeng. His bone-chopping knife seemed to be cutting on steel, and he couldn't move forward even half a foot.

Because Qi Yin has already put all his eggs in one basket, burning his internal organs, even his soul, and exerting the ice flame to the extreme.He put his life on the table.Only bet this time, Wu Yuli's life!

"Master Uncle," Qi Yin said hoarsely, "It's time for you to rest."

No one could join their battle, and snowy sword lights wove into a huge net, completely covering the two of them.Like two gladiator beasts, constantly biting and wrestling.I couldn't see their steps clearly, but I could only feel the biting wind of the knife, and the wind blade spinning in the center, tearing the clothes and flesh of the two people regardless of enemy or friend.The dazzling knife light was like a twisted white snake strangling in the air, and the hands of the two were shattered together.

I don't know how long the battle has been going on, the sword and the sword met again, and it was another thunderous blow, both of them were out of breath.The moment Qi Yin landed, he staggered, covered his mouth and spat out blood. The time limit of "Bing Yan" is coming to an end, and his throat is full of the rusty taste of blood.His internal organs were overwhelmed, cracked everywhere, and bleeding everywhere.

Wu Yuli is not a demon, his wounds cannot heal.His condition was also very bad, his face was scratched with thin knife marks, blood stained, like plum blossoms in full bloom, gorgeous for no reason.It was too late, Qi Yin knew that he had to end this battle.

"Master, you people, do you want to save the world, or you want to destroy the world, to be honest, I really don't know the same way as you." Qi Yin coughed and stood up with a knife, "My mother Yes, I just want to marry a daughter-in-law and sleep under the covers every day, okay! I never thought of being a big devil or a big hero. I can't even practice swords well. What the hell can I save!"

"Shut up..." Wu Yuli said hoarsely.

He held the knife, blood gurgling down his fingers.The two confronted each other again, and staggered apart again.

Qi Yin spat out a mouthful of blood, and shouted hoarsely: "Uncle, why did it become like this! I just want to have a family, I think when I got married with my brother, Uncle, you took my hand and said, Qi Yin, if you fucking dare to treat my son badly, I will risk my 3000-year-old life to get your dog's head off!"

"He is not my child!" Wu Yuli cut off his words with a knife, and the two of them met their eyes behind the blade, "Qi Yin, you are really stupid, I have given you a little tenderness, and I have been thinking about it until now! I will say it again Once again, Fulan is not my child!"

"You are stupid!" Qi Yin caught his knife, followed a slash, and roared, "You forgot. You forgot that he is your child, and you forgot that God is your friend. You forgot How much you love him, you have forgotten how to love your god. Uncle, please stop!"

"Shut up!" Wu Yuli's expression finally became ferocious, and he hissed.

Qi Yin continued to slash, one slash after another.Wu Yuli gradually lost his strength and was defeated by his chopping rounds.But this stubborn witch still gritted his teeth and swung his knife, his body was covered in blood, like a ghost, like a demon.

"Stop, uncle!" Qi Yin shouted with tears in his eyes.

"Stop, Wu Yuli!"

"Stop it, little crescent moon!"

With the last cut, Wu Yuli finally failed to catch it, and the golden knife drew a bleak and perfect arc of the moon, and the bright red blood splashed out, staining a piece of divine flower red.The bone-cutting knife was out of his hand, and Wu Yuli knelt on the ground, warm blood dripped over his fingers, tick-tock.Qi Yin... or Bai Lu, knelt down and hugged him, and whispered in his ear: "I will die with you!"

"God...you finally came to see me..." the boy was crying blood, "why...why don't you want to come back?"

"Because everything has an end..." Bailu said softly, "Little Crescent Moon, 3000 years, it's too long. Everyone is dead, and all the gods are dead, and the monsters that were alive at the beginning are gone now. It's been too long, too long. Our road has come to an end."

The spirit of Bailu overflowed from Qi Yin's body, with silver hair, silver eyes, and a 12-year-old appearance, just like when they first met on the hillside of Crescent Valley many, many years ago.Wu Yuli coughed out a mouthful of blood, and said, "God...you still haven't grown up..."

"Yeah, you know, I'm never going to grow up."

Qi Yin put Wu Yuli flat on the ground, blood gurgled from his chest and abdomen.Dragging the golden knife, Qi Yin stumbled towards the center of the sea of ​​flowers, and when the golden knife slashed down, Shenhua Dagen's heart stopped in an instant.Thousands of embers of flowers steamed violently from Wu Yuli's side, and Bailu knelt beside him, tears pouring out of his eyes, but he was a strand of soul, so there would be no tears, so those crystal clear tears scattered into smoke and drifted away with the wind. and go.

"Little Yueya, do you still have a wish? Let me help you realize your last wish."

The sorrow and joy that had accumulated in the heart for thousands of years left from the empty chest along the gurgling blood.Wu Yuli's consciousness seemed to be covered with a thin layer of water, his butterflies were disappearing, gradually he couldn't see clearly the rising ashes of flowers, nor could he see clearly the brilliant sky light.Only Bailu's hazy shadow remained in his field of vision, and his pale face was reflected in his sad eyes.

The past years came slowly at this moment, and he suddenly remembered that many, many years ago, he rode a white elk against the wind and flew upward against the moon.Did he forget?He once squatted in front of the ice crystal tree, caressed the three figurines holding hands, and said to Bai Lu with a smile: "Little Crescent Moon is willing to be your friend!" Did he forget?He once looked at the little flower demon child tenderly in a bean of light, taught him to play the flute, and taught him spells.

Yeah...he forgot.He has been alone for too long, and all the brilliant joys and passionate emotions have been lost in the long sea of ​​time, leaving only the sorrow and pain covered by layers of dust.

He opened his mouth and said softly: "Master Bailu, can you take me to fly high?"

Bai Lu couldn't make a sound, he put his imaginary hand on the boy's eyes which were gradually closing, and said, "I'll take you flying."

The flute music dedicated to the gods was still quietly flowing in the wind, and the boy fell into a long sleep peacefully.With his departure, all Fei Lian God Gu died at the same time, and a walking corpse sculpture in heavy armor stood still in place.In the human world and the southern border, all the walking corpses stopped moving, and the hidden monsters sneaked out, and the immortal disciples behind the barrier looked at each other in amazement.

The great witch who played the flute on a moonlit night finally made his way home. In the long dream that he would never wake up, the divine deer carried him to the bright full moon when he was a child.

At that time, Qi Yin finally understood that time does not flow forward without turning back, but slowly backtracks.When you are old enough, when you are approaching the end of your life, the tide of time will carry the past back and forth and return to you.

This man named Wu Yuli spent his whole life waiting for this moment, waiting for the hillside where the sun was dyed green by pasture grass, waiting for the calves mooing all over the mountains and plains, waiting for his reunion with the young god amidst the sound of flutes flying like butterflies.That was the beginning of his life and the furthest place he has ever been.

On the cliff, Fulan put down her flute, and the fluttering butterflies flew into the distant sky with the wind.

"Master Ah Li, goodbye."