Jia Mo

Qi Yin took a few deep breaths before calming down. This matter is really weird. In terms of sewing, from the stitches to the stitches, the needle placement habits are slightly different, and the stitches are different in fineness.Just like the palm lines, few people can be exactly the same, let alone two people separated by hundreds of years.Is this Fulan's grandfather?The people in Fulan's family are too strange, not to mention the same appearance, even the same habits.Qi Yin imagined that the eighteen generations of Fulan's ancestors lined up together, everyone looked exactly the same, and they all looked dumbfounded, and immediately shivered.

He bent down and touched the basalt stone platform carefully. There were many potholes on the ground, and there were a few broken pieces on the edge of the stone platform.There has obviously been a fight here, this guy who is suspected to be Fulan's grandfather probably fought with someone here, and was killed by someone in the end.

Could this guy be Fulan?This idea suddenly popped up in his mind.But how is this possible, if this guy is Fulan, then who is the Fulan he met, is it a ghost?Qi Yin stared at the bone, the bone had deep eye sockets, and seemed to be staring at him too.For some reason, it was clearly a pale skeleton, but Qi Yin could see a peaceful look on its face without flesh and blood, just like Fulan.

After staring at it for a long time, Qi Yin suddenly thought of something, climbed to the front of the white deer statue, and took out the dice from the Qiankun bag.Feng Huanshan and his gang do not do their jobs every night, they light a ram horn lamp and gather under the lamp to gamble.The last time they forced Qi Yin to play with them, Qi Yin almost lost the red underpants.I was cleaning the house before, and I just picked up these three dice under the table, and forgot to return them, and now they are just useful.

Qi Yin put the dice in the tube and murmured: "Master Bailu, you are a master of the gods, you must know everything. The senior lying here may have something to do with my brother Fulan. My brother I have been lonely and wandering since I was a child, and my lifelong wish is to find my parents and relatives. If the great god can explain the identity of this person for me, I will be very grateful. Next, the villain will ask you a few questions. If the answer is yes, please also The Almighty used some mana to make my dice roll three sixes. If the answer is no, then roll three ones." Qi Yin kowtowed again and said, "Thank you, Almighty."

In fact, he didn't know if this would work or not, maybe the master just woke up from a nap and took his life by chance.People dismissed his trivial questions and didn't bother to talk to him.But it's always good to have a try, Qi Yin took a deep breath and asked, "Dare to ask God, is this senior a relative of Fulan?"

Qi Yin shook the dice vigorously, and covered it on the ground, the dice slammed inside, and when the sound stopped, Qi Yin opened the fir box, and the three dice inside were neatly aligned, with three bright red dots pointing up .

Three ones.no.

God was really answering him, Qi Yin couldn't believe it.He raised his head and looked at the statue of the White Deer. The statue looked into the distance, and that gaze seemed to travel through thousands of years, far and long.I don't know if it's a coincidence, after all, he usually has bad luck.Qi Yin hesitated, picked up the fir tube again, and asked again: "Master, may I ask... May I ask if this senior is Fulan?"

Roll the dice, stop, uncover.

Three six.God answered: Yes.

"No, no," what if they have the same name and surname?Qi Yin changed the question, "Master, is this bone my elder brother?"

Three sixes, God replied: yes.

How can this be?Qi Yin scratched her head, puzzled.How can a person be both alive and dead?

Qi Yin knelt on the ground and stayed there for a long time.Suddenly, a bold idea came to mind.If we could ask God face to face, wouldn’t all these problems be easily solved?Qi Yin's hands trembled slightly, his heart was beating in his chest, he gritted his teeth, kowtowed his head, and asked word by word: "Qi Yin dares to ask God Bailu to see him!"

Roll the dice again!

This time the dice spun for a long time, as if it was God's hesitation.Qi Yin waited with wide-eyed eyes, the dice spinning like a small whirlwind.Two of them have already stopped, and they are fixed at the number of "six".The last one seemed to be set at "five" after hesitation, but at the last moment, the dice suddenly flipped and became "six".

God said: Yes.

The next moment, the eternal silence was suddenly broken, and a heartbeat sounded without warning.One sound is louder than another sound, like the solemn chime bells in the high hall of a palace, coming across the distant prehistoric desolation.The lonely heartbeat echoed throughout the boundless space, like a sad song handed down from ancient times, with an inexplicable sadness.

He was startled, raised his head with his heart hanging, and suddenly found that the heartbeat came from in front of him, inside the statue.

Idol...is it alive?

The stars on the dome flickered and turned around the celestial pole, and this quiet and boundless palace seemed to wake up.Water-white mist gushes out from the huge white deer statue, converging upwards like a stream of water, and a thin white shadow gradually becomes clear above the white deer's head.Qi Yin looked up and saw a translucent white toe pointing to the top of the white deer statue.

It was a young man, about 12 years old, dressed in a loose white deep coat, his sleeves caught the cool wind, fluttering like the pale wings of a moth.Fragments of starlight shone on that young man's shoulders. He had an almost transparent white face, a slightly pointed chin, and a head of white hair shining like silver in the darkness.The young man lowered his head and looked at Qi Yin indifferently, his silver eyes were clear and beautiful, and the bright stars were crushed in his eyes.

Until many years later, Qi Yin could not forget this scene.

He was cursed with a curse, and his life was on the verge of death. In this cold and gloomy tomb of the gods, he met a young god.

"Hey."

The boy spoke, his voice was clear, it was a very young voice.He stretched out his hand, a round drop of blood condensed between Qi Yin's eyebrows, rose slowly, and landed on his palm.He stared at the blood drop and asked, "Mortal, why do you have my blood?"

"What?" Qi Yin didn't respond.

"Tsk," the boy showed disgusted eyes, "Are you scared and stupid? Didn't you ask me to come out?"

Qi Yin came back to his senses, saluted hurriedly, and said: "I have seen the Great God Bailu."

"No," Bailu said, waving his hand, "You haven't answered my question yet."

Qi Yin was puzzled, and said, "What bloodline? I'm just an ordinary mortal, how could I have your bloodline?"

"Yeah," Bailu touched his chin and floated down from above to look at him, "I also feel strange, could it be that someone took my Yuanyang while I was asleep while I was alive? No, God can't reproduce , it is impossible to have offspring. And..." Bai Lu looked at him for a long time, and finally said in disgust, "How could my offspring be so dark?"

Qi Yin: "..."

This god is a little bit different than imagined.

"Tell me, what do you want me to come out for?" Bai Lu turned around, raised his little finger and picked out his ear, "Do you want to be rich or beautiful? Or immortal? Today, I am in a good mood, so choose one."

Can all these be realized?Worthy of being a great god.Qi Yin was in awe, he had a lot of money to say, he had long lost his mind about beautiful women, and as for longevity, he didn't want to live as a thousand-year-old monster for the time being.But the most important thing at the moment is to ask who the bone is. Qi Yin bowed and asked quickly: "The villain wants to ask the identity of the senior bone. You just said that he is my brother Fu Lan, but My elder brother is still alive in this world, how could it be this bone?"

"Oh, you talk about him." Bailu Zhang said with a long moan, "I was just idle and bored, just teasing you, I don't know who he is."

As if struck by a bolt of lightning, Qi Yin froze on the spot.

This guy...is he really a god?

The white deer floated to the white bone and looked down at him, "When I woke up, he was lying here, and there were traces of voodoo on both sides of his ribs, and it seemed that he was killed by voodoo. The shape of the bone looks like a Ordinary people, but this breath is very strange, and it doesn't look like a human being. There are burn marks on the fingertips. It seems that before death, the whole body's spiritual power was exhausted and concentrated on the fingertips. A spell was cast, and the traces of the spell are gone. I don't know what the curse is."

"Wuluo secret method?" Qi Yin was taken aback.

"It looks like, guess, I don't know." Bailu said.

This kid is a liar, right?Qi Yin looked at him with a complicated face, the guy who claimed to be a god was lying on his side and floating in the air, his head was propped up with one hand, his big sleeves slid down his arms, revealing a white arm.He yawned, with a sleepy look. If he hadn't had white hair and silver eyes, full of aristocratic air, he would have acted like a lazy young man in the market.

Could it be a lonely ghost from somewhere?Looking at his translucent body, he really looks like a ghost.

"Then what do you know?" Qi Yin was speechless.

Bai Lu raised his eyelids and glanced at him, turned over, turned his back to Qi Yin, and said flatly, "I know I shouldn't live."

The boy's voice didn't fluctuate, as if he said a joke casually, but I don't know if it was an illusion, Qi Yin seemed to hear a kind of deep sorrow.

"What's the meaning?"

Bailu couldn't stand his stupidity, and scratched his hair irritably, "Are you really my descendant? Why are you so stupid? Use your brain to think about it, this is the tomb of the young master. Who would sleep in the tomb? Of course it’s a dead thing. The young master has been dead here for many years, and he suddenly came back to life recently. He doesn’t have a physical body yet, but his soul has already formed.” He snorted unwillingly, “I don’t know which one it is. The bastard is acting as a hindrance, if the young master catches him, he will be torn to pieces!"

This great god is too difficult to serve, Qi Yin said helplessly: "You are not happy when I resurrect you."

"Living is so tiring, not to mention a lot of worrying things, and a lot of bad guys are facing you. It's better to die, because you don't know anything." Old man Fuxi knew that he had to come here and let me die again. I don’t want to see his old face at all. In the past, he made a divination on the top of Mount Tai. After divination for 49 days, the divination was as follows: The great gods hide, the human race prospers, and the demons prosper. Since then, he has repeatedly ordered us not to interfere in the affairs of the world. I see what he means, we'd better find an earthen grave and bury ourselves. Master He would come all the way from the Central Plains to point at my nose and scold me: "White Deer is stubborn! White Deer is presumptuous! Banned to the moon!"

Qi Yin was puzzled and said: "'Great gods are hidden, the human race is prosperous, and the demons are prosperous'? Do you remember correctly? The interpretation of this hexagram is not quite right. Nowadays, the Taoism of the world is declining, many spells have lost their effectiveness, and the lifespan of demons can reach a thousand years. , but mortals are only a hundred years old. If it weren’t for the infighting between demons and monsters before, maybe one day the world would be over. Look at the spider outside, it’s my father. It was a handsome and romantic dog sword fairy. Yu Jiangqing turned him into a big spider."

Bailu sat up, stroked his chin thoughtfully, "Taoism is declining...so that's the case, I understand."