Changfeng crosses Baishi

In the depths of the Nine Heavens Milky Way, the water droplets on the upper stone wall fell with a "click" sound for some reason, and echoed crisply in the empty cave, which was infinitely magnified and extraordinarily quiet.

There is no light, but after the eyes have adapted to the darkness, they can fully see the surrounding situation.

After saying those two words, Xiao Baishi's throat tightened, and he firmly grasped the corner of the robe with his fingers, making several folds.He couldn't tell how he felt at this moment, it seemed that something that he only thought about in a dream had suddenly come true, and it was also like a hallucination, he didn't dare and didn't know how to confirm it.

Why is Xin Yi here?Is this his remnant soul, the same remnant soul as Jiang Yuan?

Or is his obsession persisting, or simply a distraction that has been quiet for a hundred years?

Will Xin Yi know what happened these days?

For example, what Xiao Heyan did in response to Changfeng, for example when he fell in love with Ying Changfeng, or for example the thrilling scene they just had...

How is father now, will he see it?

If you can see it, what kind of emotions does Xin Yi have? Does he want to hear himself called Daddy?

Countless possibilities flashed through Xiao Baishi's mind in an instant, and something in his spiritual consciousness vibrated for a moment, like surprise, surprise, but also long-lost nostalgia.He has been looking forward to this day for a long time, but Xiao Baishi is not sure if this is his real idea, his whole body is light, and he can't distinguish reality from falsehood.

Is it the fragments of inner alchemy that have been fused into his flesh and blood?

Seeing the original owner's distraction or remnant soul caused echoes, and tears filled his eyes.

The other party didn't speak for a long time, Xiao Baishi was afraid that he would see his gaffe, so he hastily lowered his head and wiped away his tears.

At this moment, that gentle voice sounded again: "Why are you crying?"

"I don't know..." Xiao Baishi said hoarsely.

After hearing that, he suddenly felt infinitely tolerated, everything he said made sense, and he could pour out his mistakes and grievances in an instant.

This is very special, different from Xiao Heyan - Xiao Heyan is a mountain-like person who stands in front of Xiao Baishi and blocks the wind and rain one by one, but also invisibly gives him mountain-like pressure, making him dare not show any vulnerability .The horror of landslides can oppress people.

But he can show negative emotions vividly in front of Xin Yi, and he is not afraid to make the other party worry.

He said he didn't know, so Xin Yi didn't ask.Distraction seems to have a sustenance, and it came out of the womb at this time, and it can still move slowly. It walked towards him and raised his hand, as if wanting to touch his hair.

But Xin Yi didn't move and remained silent, waiting for Xiao Baishi to wipe away his tears.

Xiao Baishi wiped his eyes, and said in a resentful tone, "I thought you were long gone."

Xin Yi nodded: "It's true that you're not here anymore, I'm seven percent surprised and three percent pleasantly surprised to see you."

Xiao Baishi asked: "Why?"

Xin Yi didn't answer immediately, he was very close to the altar, and volleyed across the banjo that was broken in two.The water drops fell immediately, and there were two more musical sounds like the sound of a zither, Xiao Baishi felt this time, this is not some sorcery, and there is no shortcut method, in fact, it is just the simplest spiritism.

He can do it too.

But even a little distraction can be completed. When Xin Yi was alive, he didn't know how powerful he was.How should the real spiritism inherited by Yao Xu manipulate the world and everything?

It's like suddenly discovering a treasure, but can't start.

Thinking about this, Xiao Baishi spread his hands and looked at his own palm prints.

"You are amazing." Xin Yi rolled his eyes, "It always reminds me of myself back then."

Xiao Baishi said angrily, "No... I just..."

Xin Yi interrupted him: "Don't always think about what others have given you in your own practice, is it called Baishi? You are very good, and being able to come here to find me is enough to explain everything."

Xiao Baishi frowned: "Isn't it possible that we can meet each other when we come?"

"No." Xin Yi leaned back against the altar, and rubbed his fingers against the protruding stone, "I won't see Xiao Yan when he comes, because he doesn't know psychic skills, and he can't hear the music."

But he must really want to see you.

Xiao Baishi thought to himself, he didn't say much, he was just annoyed that he was usually eloquent, but when it came time to deliver the news, he was so stupid that he couldn't say a single good word.

Xin Yi said: "Are you the only one who understands spiritism now?"

Xiao Baishi didn't understand, and nodded.

"It's pretty good." Xin Yi laughed, "The magic spell is very good, but...it's better not to be known by too many people."

Xiao Baishi asked abruptly: "You used psychic skills to drive the water droplets to make music, and that's what drew me here. Ordinary distractions can't be done without the power of the original owner—how did you do it?"

He pointed to the broken piano.

"I made this piano. At that time, I was single-minded and didn't think about anything else." Xin Yi smiled and explained patiently to him, as if he really was a child who didn't understand anything and needed to be taught by example. I have been inseparable for a long time. Do you know Jianxiu? The sword of Jianxiu is the second spiritual consciousness, and so is my piano. Sometimes I don’t know whether I am attached to it, or it has created another part of me .”

Xiao Baishi said in a daze: "...Yes, I know a swordsman who said something similar."

Yuan Shandai chose me.

Ying Changfeng explained it like this at the time.

All things have spirits, Xiao Baishi suddenly felt that these four words were heavier than ever before.

Xin Yi sighed, and said: "So... After that incident happened, my body fell and my soul disappeared. Only my soul and soul remained on this piano. After Xiaoyan found out, I didn't want to Letting go of this opportunity, but unable to activate spiritual consciousness on a piano to bring people back from the dead, we can only seal this thing in Cuiwei Mountain and block a crack."

what crack?

Xiao Baishi vaguely knew what Xin Yi was talking about, but he was confused and couldn't remember the important things for a while.

"Later, Xiaoyan saw the evil path from nowhere, saying that with his own hard work as a guide, he could tie two people together to live and die together. So he dug out his heart and left a small part to sustain life. Running, the rest is tied to the spiritual consciousness of the soul on the piano, and I have to wait until he is about to die before I can enter the reincarnation together—"

When Xin Yi said this, he looked at Xiao Baishi with a sad expression, and said, "He is too persistent, isn't he? There is no way to meet each other even if they are tied together. The price is too heavy."

Xiao Baishi had never heard Xiao Heyan talk about this matter before. He only knew that his father was obsessed and his thoughts were too heavy. He did not expect to make such a disregard for human relations.

Block the cycle of life and death...

Isn't this against the sky?

Xin Yi knew what he was thinking, shook his head, and smiled helplessly: "He is afraid, and I probably know it too. For so long...he is afraid of Huangquan Luyao, and people will be separated in a few hundred years. "

Huangquan Road is far away, Xiao Baishi is inexplicably sentimental.

Because of reincarnation, there is an afterlife, and if you lose your memory, you may meet someone who was important in the past, or you may be a stranger, or you may never see each other.But these sweetnesses or pains dissipate with death, and everyone lives a brand new life. The past life sounds abstruse and mysterious, with intentional and difficult nostalgia, but it is too unrealistic.

Once a monk was looking for the reincarnated person of the other party's reincarnation after the death of the Taoist partner. After searching for decades, he finally found the other party.

The man didn't remember him, nor the past.

The monk said a few words to her under a tree, and she actually treated her as a young stranger and gave her a bowl of water.

After this incident, the monk became disheartened, abandoned all his thoughts and attachments, and went to live in seclusion in the mountains without knowing his whereabouts.

Did Xiao Heyan ever think about it?

But he refused to find the last empty space, so he simply pulled the other party even more extreme, wanting to enter reincarnation together.If they are lucky, they may be fellow villagers or neighbors, and they can grow up as childhood sweethearts and live a lifetime.

At that time, even if you don't remember the deep love in the previous life, what does it matter?

How absurd, Xiao Baishi thought with his head down.

But this is definitely something Xiao Heyan can do. At that time, he had probably never met Ying Changfeng, and he took this as the last straw... Even if he met Ying Changfeng, he did not give up.

Otherwise, it would not be here until now.

Ying Changfeng was a substitute he snatched, a vase for him to pay tribute to.

Xiao Baishi met Xin Yi at this time, and convincingly admitted that Xin Yi was indeed very similar to Ying Changfeng.At that time Xiao Heyan faced Ying Changfeng, what he thought, and what he did, he probably knew a few things but didn't dare to confirm, he only knew that there was no overreach, otherwise Ying Changfeng would not be able to calmly say "it doesn't matter".

Does Xin Yi know?

Maybe he also "doesn't matter", only Xiao Heyan can't wake up in the game.

"I..." Xiao Baishi said with difficulty, "I should call you 'Daddy', but it's so strange that I can't say it."

Xin Yi smiled more prettily, and when he smiled, the similarity with Ying Changfeng disappeared.Xin Yi is a very gentle person, Xiao Baishi can't help but believe his every word and deed.

He said softly: "It's okay. What you should really worry about is your father. I only have a little fate with you. As for the inner alchemy fragment, it has become a part of you after many years. These are all destined. And you don’t have to feel different about it.”

A few words cleared away the mist in Xiao Baishi's heart, he was silent for a while, and said in a muffled voice: "I understand."

"The opportunity is rare, if you have any questions, you can ask directly." Xin Yi said, leaning on the altar in a calm sitting posture, as if it was a territory he could control.

Xiao Baishi raised his face: "You are a soul, a spiritual consciousness...but you have your own cognition, because of Qin?"

"Yes." Xin Yi said, "And, when your father dies, I will cease to exist."

Unlike Jiang Yuan's inner demon, he is not obsessed.

Father should be fine for a while, so he can still chat with Xin Yi.

Xiao Baishi calmed down a little. He thought about the "200-year vacancy" that Ying Changfeng always mentioned. Now the opportunity is rare, and if you miss it, there will be no more, so he simply asked together.

"There is no record in the history of Taoism?" Xin Yi first showed a surprised expression, and then said in relief, "It should be, this is their scandal."

Xiao Baishi asked: "What happened?"

Xin Yi's expression froze, this incident tore his scars, and it was the part he didn't want to recall the most.But in response to Xiao Baishi's silence in front of him, he hangs his neck and thinks for a long time.

His hair was tied up, and a small section of the back of his neck was exposed when he bowed his head. He was completely different from Ying Changfeng in his fragility, but he was definitely not as helpless as a dodder.

If Ying Changfeng is a sharp sword, then Xin Yi must be a tough and unyielding bamboo.

Not like, not at all.

He can tell clearly that what he likes is Ying Changfeng, and there is no one else.

Ying Changfeng's arrogance and free and easy, even if he is occasionally narrow-minded, those constitute a vivid person.The cold arrogance between his brows, the warmth of his faint smile, his inadvertent teasing...

It is his only answer.

Not a substitute for anything.

Xiao Baishi was thinking, and suddenly heard Xin Yi say: "You want to know those 200 years?"

"200 years ago." Xiao Baishi added.

Xin Yi's eyes moved, and he could see a little bit of soul, but he could see the light flowing inside.He pinched his fingertips hesitantly, as if he had finally made up his mind, and said:

"It seems that there is not enough time, so I will try to make a long story short."