I wanted to raise a dog, but how could I raise a dog?

This subtle movement of his made both of them frown at the same time, both of them realized that something was wrong.

Xiefeng asked hesitantly, "Lin'an?"

"What's the matter?" Lin Yuan raised her eyes and glanced at him, but didn't feel anything wrong, and was still tidying up the gap between the fingers of the glove.

"Why are you wearing gloves all of a sudden?" Xiefeng stretched out his hand to grab him but was dodged again.

Lin Yuan frowned slightly: "Need a reason?" His voice was condensed, like the cold wind blowing bone late at night in the snow-capped mountains.

Xiefeng was anxious when he saw this, but he was about to speak when Zhang Shengjun spoke first: "It's my problem, this time the emotional separation is too much, and he hasn't adapted yet." Before Xiefeng got angry, he continued: "But don't worry, his emotions with a complete soul can be recovered, and it will be fine after a while."

After that, he opened his palm to reveal the pure white flower, and explained to everyone: "The emotions in the complete soul are indeed different from those in the disabled. This one is enough to support the normal survival of hundreds of people."

Linyu An Wenyan stared at the flower and began to observe carefully, the golden light in his eyes shone, and he began to use his ability to gain insight into the nature of the flower.He saw countless colored light spots, each of which was a flat or turbulent rhythm.It was as if he was incarnated in the rhythm, and every time a rhythm point appeared, his heart would vibrate for it, and then various emotions poured out.

In this pure white flower, he saw all kinds of emotions that belonged to him. The seven emotions of joy, anger, sadness, joy, love, hatred, and fear were the most prominent, and they were subdivided into various more precise emotions. love for something, evil for something, etc...

Lin Yu'an felt that she was dissected into spots of light, and then the spots of light danced and danced as the melody, and the melodious melody formed him again.

With just one glance, he saw countless things in the pure white flowers.He never thought that his feelings would be so rich.

Xiefeng and Yanji also experienced the same feeling.But unlike Lin Yu'an, who only have one soul and one soul, they cannot clearly understand the rhythm of these feelings.They are like deaf people standing on the stage of a symphony. They can see the playing of musical instruments, the vibration of the air, and the changes in the expressions of the performers, but they cannot hear a trace of the beautiful music.

After letting everyone feel the strong emotions in the white flowers, Mr. Zhang Sheng said that he was going to start the experiment, and waved countless petals to send Lin Yu'an and Xie Feng back, but stayed behind to feast on the halberd.

"Do you know why I keep you?" Mr. Zhangsheng took the white flower out of his palm and said lightly to the banquet halberd.

Yan Ji naturally knew the reason: "Because of the plan you mentioned earlier."

"That's right, you come with me." After Zhang Shengjun said and waved his hand, Yan Ji didn't even feel the slightest space fluctuation, and the scene in front of him suddenly changed, from the beginning of the closed room on all sides to the boundless darkness, only the one under his feet was empty. The colorful river of light at the end is galloping.

"God out of the river of light!?" Yan Ji was shocked, and before he could take a closer look at the contents of the river of light, a gorgeous peony that was too enchanting jumped into his vision.

It was a huge flower that was so bright that it seemed to bleed, with thousands of full petals stretching its body, wantonly showing its beauty in the river of light.Enchanting is the first impression it gives people, and then the strong and choking fragrance breaks through people's reason, and the soft petals with dense fluff are all over the eyes.It is a lover's bed, a lover's face, a gentle town that everyone is obsessed with.

Yan Ji's negligence was sucked away by the peony, and when he snapped his fingers to wake up his sanity, he realized that he had unknowingly come to the center of the giant peony, lying in the arms of a man in red.

The man in red caressed Yan Ji's cheek, took a deep breath and praised: "Pure and distorted emotion. I like it."

His face was blurry, his chest was flat but his figure was soft and indistinguishable, and his whole body smelled so suffocating that it made Yan Ji subconsciously want to close his eyes and continue lying down.

But Zhang Shengjun's indifferent voice came from above, like a basin of cold water pouring him to wake up instantly: "If you are tempted again, I will not save you."

Yan Ji hurriedly pushed the man in red away when he heard the words, stepped back a few meters and said with a vigilant expression: "Who are you?"

"Me?" The man in red pointed lazily at himself, and suddenly covered his mouth and laughed, with a soft voice: "I am whoever you want me to be. I can be your parents, your children, your lover...even It is an unspeakable thought in your heart."

Although he couldn't see his face, the man in red's demeanor carried a natural charm, so powerful that Yan Ji's legs almost went limp.

Fortunately, Zhang Shengjun, who was not affected, fell from the sky, stood in front of Yanji and stretched out his hand to the man in red: "Where is the thing?"

The man in red scolded, "Can you be more polite to me? Anyway, I endured my nausea to help you raise that thing."

Zhang Shengjun kept stretching out his hand silently, just when Yan Ji thought he would not speak, he actually softened his tone: "Thank you for your care, can you return the spirit to me?"

According to Mr. Zhangsheng, he created the entire Hakoniwa world. He is the real god of creation, and he should look down on all things. But why would he give in to a man in red who appeared inexplicably?Yan Ji stared at the man in red for a long time, thankfully he didn't show his charm to him again, and at the same time, he didn't see anything special.

The only thing that was special was that the man in red didn't have any spiritual power fluctuations, as if he was just an ordinary person who couldn't be more ordinary.

But how can a person who can live in the void be ordinary?

While Yan Ji was still guessing the identity of the man in red, the other party had summoned a thick stamen, and complained to Mr. Zhang Sheng: "What kind of spirit is obviously an ugly bug, and I feel dirty raising it. body." Although he said this, he still carefully lifted a small red chubby pistil from the top of the tender yellow stamen.

It was a worm almost as long as his palm. It was fat, clumsy and smooth, but its color was crystal clear, as if carved from vermilion colored glass. It was clean inside without even a trace of impurities.

The man in red held the little fat worm and handed it to Mr. Zhang Sheng, and at the same time said: "This is the last living soul, called the soul of love. Maybe you can name it the soul of love Gu?"

Zhang Shengjun took the fat insect solemnly, and said lightly: "I will consider it."

Hearing the other party's perfunctory, the man in red shrugged his shoulders, and turned his attention to Yan Ji again, wantonly exuding his charm.

This time there was no obstruction from Zhang Shengjun, even though Yanji resisted in every possible way, he finally fell into it, blushing and staring at the other party's beckoning, and lay down in the arms of the man in red again.

Zhang Shengjun frowned at him and reminded: "This is not a human being in your world, he can't stand your absorption."

The man in red waved his hand and said with a little dissatisfaction: "I know, who said that I want to absorb his love? I just think he is good-looking and want to play. Don't always mention my world. When I have enough fun, I will Will go back."

"It's best to be like this." Seeing that Yan Ji hadn't been sucked out of emotion, Zhang Shengjun continued to look at the fat worm in his palm.

The worm had a thin head and a tail and a thick body, with a round red eyeball growing on the top of its head. Gululu turned to look at him, his eyes were full of pure curiosity, as pure as a newborn baby.

But this is a creature that has condensed almost half of the light spots of love in Shenchuhe, and it is absolutely impossible to be as weak and pitiful as he looks on the outside.

700 years ago, it was speculated that when Lin Yuan repaired the cracks in his emotions, he used the various emotions in Shenchuhe to extract seven spirits of joy, anger, sorrow, joy, love, evil, and fear, and commissioned the red-clothed People breed the strongest one.

A month ago, the man in red notified him that the last Gu worm had matured, and he quickly made a plan.Lin Yu'an and others came to the Netherworld, and it was all planned by him.The fact that the history book just turned a page, the explosion of the resentment dragon, and the appearance of the God-killing chain are all no coincidences.

Now that the Gu worm has matured, most of his plan has been completed.

Taking out the emotional white flower stripped from Lin Yu'an's soul, Mr. Zhang Sheng tore off a petal and fed it to the soul of desire, which symbolizes love.Yuling opened a small fingertip-wide mouth, nibbling on the petals gracefully.Through its transparent body, one can see that the petal residues that he chewed carefully melted slowly after entering the body, and the color of his body also became darker.

The desire spirit of love swallowed gently, and it took a quarter of an hour to swallow all the petals that were no more than the size of a thumb.The color of the body has also changed from vermilion to deep red.

Seeing that it was almost done, Mr. Zhang Sheng didn't feed any more, and after picking up the white flowers, he waved his hand and cut the spirit into two.

Strangely, the cut body of the spirit didn't leak any liquid, instead it quickly split and healed, becoming two independent individuals.The split individual remains unchanged except for a slightly smaller size and lighter color.Two round eyeballs looked curiously at Mr. Zhang Sheng.

Seeing that this would be successful, Mr. Zhang Sheng swung several strands of spirit qi and cut the Yuling into dozens of pieces, which rustled down on the fluff of the petals under his feet.

The man in red looked distressed and complained: "Hey, can you take it easy, although this little thing looks a little ugly, but it is a little pet I have kept for hundreds of years, you are so rude to me. But it will hurt." Although he said so, his hand didn't leave the Yanji, and he didn't want to stop it at all.

After the words fell, Mr. Zhang Sheng also stopped moving, not because of the distress of the man in red, but because the desire spirit will soon become fully transparent if it splits.

He waved his sleeves to put away the 33 split spirits, snapped his fingers at the banquet halberd to bring back the opponent's sanity, and said calmly: "Let's go."

Yan Ji regained his sanity and saw the man in red slapping him, his hairs stood on end, he hurriedly closed his clothes, and staggered away with Mr. Zhang Sheng without even looking at the man in red.

"The handsome guy is free to come and play~" Standing on the petals, the man in red blew a kiss to Yan Ji's embarrassed back, his flamboyant tone made Yan Ji unsteady and almost sat down.

Then Zhang Shengjun waved his hand, and the two disappeared.

The man in red sat down disappointedly, took out a mirror to look at his face, and said in a slightly melancholy voice, "I've been here for a while, where should I go next time? Well... I heard that there is just a lack of a God of Love in the world of evil gods next door." , should I apply for a job? But that world is so boring..."

The sound gradually weakened, and the huge petals closed, wrapping the man in red in the middle.

When he returned to the original closed room, Yan Ji's face was livid, and he asked: "What did you let me go there for?! Was it because I was played by that man in red in the past?"

Zhang Shengjun spread his hands: "Just like you thought, I took you there to attract his attention. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to leave within seven or eight hours."

Hearing the helplessness in Zhang Shengjun's mouth, Yan Ji took several deep breaths and vomited two or three breaths of black air before forcing himself to speak calmly: "Who is he? Why did the dignified Zhang Shengjun give in to him? You didn't create The stunning god of this world?"

But who knows, Mr. Zhangsheng suddenly said quietly: "I am Mr. Zhangsheng, not the god of surprise. He is the god of surprise."

"!!" Shocked, Yan Ji opened his mouth and made no sound.

"In the beginning, I was just a pendant who didn't even know what it was. He suddenly appeared in my body and opened up a world to live in. So he is the amazing god in your legends. I am just responsible for filling and managing this world. "

"Then where did he come from? Why did he open up this world?"

Faced with Yan Ji's questioning, Mr. Zhangsheng pinched the center of his brows: "I don't know, he doesn't want to say it and I can't make him speak. I can only be sure that his ability is far superior to mine, and he is a god in the true sense. "

After all, Mr. Zhang Sheng didn't want to continue this topic, took out the 33 spirits and began to explain the function and part of his plan to Yan Ji.

Generally speaking, the most essential reason why Lin Yu'an can mend the cracks or open up the world is the strong emotion in his soul.

As long as he can create an emotional aggregate of the same quality as his three souls and seven souls, he can replace him to repair cracks or open up the world.But in the long-term experiment, Mr. Zhang Sheng discovered that without the soul as a sustenance, the seven basic emotions cannot be integrated together, so he created seven emotional spirits, and selected the most powerful ones for use by raising Gu insects. to cultivate.

But that alone is not enough.

The emotional light spots in Shenchuguanghe come from people with one soul and one soul in this world, which are qualitatively different from the emotions of Lin Yu'an's three souls and seven souls, so he still needs to extract Lin Yu'an's emotions and feed them to the most powerful desire spirit, let it undergo a qualitative change.

"And then?" Seeing that Zhang Shengjun stopped in the middle of speaking, Yan Ji couldn't help asking.

"After the qualitative change occurs, what is needed is quantity." Mr. Zhang Sheng dragged the 33 immature souls: "I need to let it reproduce, the more reproduction the better."

Yan Ji understood, and took the spirit, with a serious expression: "How can it reproduce?"

Mr. Zhang Sheng stared at him for a while, then quietly said: "Enter the human body and devour emotions."

"understood."

"Okay, I'll see you off before it's too late."

After the two finalized, Mr. Zhang Sheng waved countless petals to send the banquet halberd away.

However, at the moment when the banquet halberd disappeared, Zhang Shengjun suddenly discovered that his control over the three world levels of history, reality, and the future suddenly disappeared.

That is to say, from now on, he will no longer be able to see the future development, and the development of the whole world will be completely derailed.

He stood there quietly, without revealing any emotion.But the tall figure makes people feel haggard and sad for no reason.

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On the other hand, Xiefeng endured the grievance in his heart and lived with Lin Yuan for another three days, and after being avoided for the first time, he finally couldn't bear the grievance, and had a face-to-face talk with Lin Yuan.

"Why do you keep avoiding me?" Xiefeng bit his lip, trying not to make his voice sound too resentful.But the hem of the clothes in his hand was not spared, it was crumpled like a rag.

Lin Yu'an didn't avoid his gaze, she was a little puzzled and said, "When will I hide from you?"

"Then why are you wearing gloves and not letting me hold hands?"

Looking down at her white gloves, Lin Yuan said expressionlessly: "I didn't let you hold it." After speaking, he stretched out his hand to pull the other party.

Xiefeng immediately frowned: "Did I say holding hands!"

Lin Yuan blinked: "No?"

"I mean gloves! It's skin-to-skin! You haven't let me touch you for the past few days!" Xiefeng rubbed his curly hair in dismay. Without Lin Yuan's care, his curly hair was already knotted in many places like Like a bird's nest.

For this, Lin Yu'an explained reasonably: "I have a cleanliness."

"But you didn't have a cleanliness obsession with me before..." Xiefeng's eyes were full of sadness, "Is this not love?"

At this time, even Lin Yuan, who had been absorbed by too much emotion and was too dull, reacted, quickly took Xiefeng's hand and said solemnly: "No."

However, when he said this, his expression was indifferent, his voice was flat, and his whole body was as smooth as a piece of wood, without any convincing force at all.

Xiefeng gave up, took out his hand and scratched his hair, and said in a tired tone: "Forget it, I'll ask Mr. Zhangsheng what to do." After saying that, he got up and left.

He came to the gate, pressed his palm on the gate to activate the formation, and at the same time said in his mouth: "Go to Lord Zhangsheng."

With a flash of red light, Xiefeng's tall figure disappeared, and Lin Yu'an was the only one left in the room.

He stared blankly at his empty hands, the temperature remaining on the gloves gradually cooled down, and it also made his heart feel stuffy slowly, like being put into an airtight crowded box, no matter how hard the heart beats, it can only Can be fixed at a standard constant size.

Rubbing his temples wearily, Lin Yuan murmured: "What's wrong with me..."

In his view, there was no change in himself, and he could not detect the lack of feeling.He knew that Xiefeng loved him, and he also knew that he loved Xiefeng.But he doesn't express it, or he doesn't want to express it.

He has no desire or drive to express emotion.If emotion is a poem recited, then he is too lazy to continue as soon as he reads a title, thinking that the title is enough to express everything about the poem.

He did not expect that this would be a huge blow to Xiefeng.

After all, the lover who was sleeping in each other's arms suddenly put on gloves and didn't even want to hold hands. This is unacceptable to anyone, let alone someone like Xiefeng who is passionate and straightforward.

He opened the door and found that he had come to the original Huozhao Road. The man covered in bandages was still slowly rowing the broken boat on the long bloody river. Mr. Zhang Sheng was sitting cross-legged at the stern of the boat and didn't know what to look at.

Xiefeng walked to the river, and the bandaged boatman rowed over to invite him to board the boat.Xiefeng walked up to Mr. Zhangsheng and sat down, and asked familiarly, "What are you looking at?"

Mr. Zhang Sheng looked down at the blood-colored river, and said quietly, "Look at the soul of the evil one."

Xiefeng followed his gaze and found countless ferocious souls struggling at the bottom of the long bloody river, with their mouths wide open and howling silently.

This is a long river made up of love. Mr. Zhang Sheng originally planned to use love to influence the soul of the evil person, but who would have thought that the soul of the evil person would be overwhelmed with pain when he entered it.Although it will be purified in the end, the process is much more painful than directly stripping emotions.

"What's so interesting about this?" Xiefeng frowned.

"What do you want to see me for?" Mr. Zhang Sheng raised his head and directly picked up the topic.

Seeing this, Xiefeng didn't bother to get close anymore, he rubbed his hair irritably and said, "Lin'an has been too indifferent to me these days..."

"Normal, the emotional recovery is very slow. Now it is much better than his attitude towards you at the beginning." Zhang Shengjun's voice was still very flat.

"I know, but I can't stand it." Xiefeng grabbed his messy long hair, trying to comb it out, but it got worse and worse.In the end, he gave up combing his hair, thumped the board of the boat and said in a low voice, "Is there any way to speed up his emotional recovery?"

Mr. Zhang Sheng thought for a while, and said: "Yes. In a small world attached to the world of all spirits, there is a spring called 'Red Earth'. Those who lead the spring water will become emotionally rich. But because of Taoism People who are pure in heart pursue few desires, so this spring water is getting rarer and rarer.”

This "Red Dust Spring" Mr. Zhang Sheng had also studied it, but it didn't take long for him to find that it could only amplify human emotions for a short time, and it couldn't be used for his own plan, so he didn't pay any more attention.

"Although this red dust spring water can only magnify his emotions for a few months, by then his emotions will have almost recovered." Zhang Shengjun waved his hand and unfolded a star map in the air, and found it among the thousands of small stars beside the huge brown planet. Picked one and marked it: "This is it."

"Okay, then I'll go to Hongchenquan, and you take care of Lin'an for me."

Xiefeng remembered the place, turned around and prepared to disembark.Unexpectedly, Mr. Zhangsheng stopped him, and said: "Help people to the end, I will send you there." After that, countless petals flew up, and Xiefeng disappeared in place.

But Lin Yu'an waited in the room for a long time but did not see Xie Feng's return, a faint anxiety rose in her heart.He got up and walked towards the door. Before he touched the doorknob, the formation on the door flashed red light, and a familiar figure also appeared.

"Xiaofeng." Lin Yu'an was about to let go, but saw that the face of the visitor was covered with a layer of mist, and two small beads, one black and one white, were slowly spinning in front of his eyes.

Zhang Shengjun clearly saw the disappointment in the other party's eyes, and his voice was a little stagnant: "He left."

"Where are you going?" Lin Yuan frowned, not understanding why the other party left without saying goodbye.

Mr. Zhang Sheng didn't hide it either, and told the truth about the conversation he had with Xiefeng just now.

Lin Yuan lowered his head after he finished standing up, feeling a little dejected.

Seeing this, Mr. Zhang Sheng could only change the subject: "I sent the banquet halberd back. Having him as Hong Yingzhong's eyeliner can also reduce the threat of the ten gods to you."

"En." Lin Yu'an nodded, and responded flatly.