Remember the glorious years of redemption of Hei Lian

Lin Hongyi was buried in a cave.

No one wants their mentor to be dug up over and over again.It's fine if you die, and you can't be quiet even if you enter the soil. No matter how you think about it, you feel guilty.

But An Xichen is hard to defend against. He can memorize the Analects of Confucius backwards and beat everyone upside down. Even if Fang Ximing wants to guard against him, he has more than enough will but not enough strength.

So Fang Ximing, the current head of Qingfengmen, came up with a solution.

"In the cave, there is a fire talisman stuck to the wall. The bright yellow paper talisman ignites a blinding flame, illuminating the entire cave like daytime.

And dozens of tombstones are neatly arranged, each of which is neatly written: the tomb of the teacher Lin Hongyi. "

——Excerpted from "Return to the Cloud Top" Sao operation selection.

These few lines also turned into reality before Qiao Xishui's eyes.

This cave is not big, dozens of tombstones are neatly arranged, and the resting place of head Lin was not turned into a mass grave just because he wanted to fool An Xichen.

Even though they were beautifully made, these dozens of icy stone tablets still had a sense of ridicule invisibly, and they smiled at An Xichen: Didn't you dig?come?Are you digging?By the time you finish digging, it will be dawn!

Qiao Xishui was funny and helpless, and couldn't help but sympathize with An Xichen.

The original book describing this period also said that after the death of the past heads of the Qingfengmen, the mana and aura in the body will be mixed together to form an aura.As long as you enter this aura, no one can use power.

No matter what kind of god you are, if you enter this cave, you are all ordinary people, and no one can sense which one is Lin Hongyi's real tombstone.

In the original text, An Xichen also came to visit again and again. For some reason, he still had an obsession with Lin Hongyi who had died at his own hands.Because of this, countless hatreds were drawn in the next chapter.

Qiao Xishui raised his head.An Xichen has already stepped into the tombs and walked around, but the aura and mana are still intermingled in this small space, twisted into a chaotic mess, and nothing can be felt.

He didn't look very good.

Qiao Xishui didn't get back his cultivation base and mana, so to him, this place was no different from the outside.He squatted down, resting his chin on one hand, watching An Xichen wandering around in the tombs, biting his lower lip, looking very anxious.

"Brother, why are you looking for Master's grave?"

An Xichen replied with a nonsense: "I am useful."

"...Of course I know you're useful, aren't you talking nonsense, I'm asking what you're useful for."

An Xichen glanced at him: "I'll answer you, can you help me find it?"

Qiao Xishui really knows how to find it, and also knows that this thing is not some kind of bullshit mana aura formed after the death of the master.

But he can't say that this thing is closely related to the next chapter.If he said it casually, he was not sure how it would change in the future.

He can't take that risk.

Qiao Xishui stopped talking.An Xichen also stopped talking, and focused on identifying the differences between these tombstones, and which one was buried under that bastard who killed thousands of knives.

He dangled from tombstone to tombstone, making Qiao Xi dizzy: "Brother, stop observing. Even if you stare through these stones, it is still a stone and cannot be turned into gold." .”

An Xichen was speechless for a while.He straightened up, the unhappiness in his eyes turned into sharp knives and shot at Qiao Xishui, he said, "What do you want to say?"

"You and I can't use power now, so why not be more direct." Qiao Xishui giggled and asked, "Do you want to dig a grave?"

An Xichen: "..."

"Don't you want to find graves, dig them out one by one. Dig them all..."

Before he finished speaking, An Xichen interrupted in a cold voice: "Dug."

Qiao Xishui thought so too, this is not a difficult idea.The corner of his mouth twitched: "...Did you dig it?"

"That's right." An Xichen sneered indifferently, and sarcastically said in a hoarse voice with slender eyebrows: "I dug it all up."

Qiao Xishui: "...you are so cruel."

"It's nothing, it's just a desire to survive." An Xichen wrote lightly, "This is not a trick, these tombstones are not empty, there are people buried. And this aura is not formed by Lin Hongyi himself, it is a trick laid down by someone. formation."

The word "desire to survive" puzzled Qiao Xishui and frowned, but An Xichen led him by the nose to the layout of the cave before he could have any doubts.

"The talisman on the wall is the yang fire talisman, yang fire restrains the earth." An Xichen said hoarsely, "This tomb group has been artificially suppressed by magic. Those buried here cannot enter reincarnation smoothly. Wandering around here."

Qiao Xishui: "..."

It's okay if An Xichen didn't say anything, but when he said it, Qiao Xishui felt like there were ghosts floating around in the whole cave for no reason, and he got goosebumps from fright.

There are things like A Piao floating in the cave, and the original text didn't even mention it!

An Xichen was still talking, and the analysis was straightforward: "Among the tombs, Lin Hongyi's tomb is the main one, and the rest are secondary. If the secondary tombs are awakened, their wandering souls will instinctively use their power to protect the main tomb." They can still be used for low-level spells, such as blindness. In normal times... this kind of thing can't fool me, but I can't use spells in this poor place."

"Therefore, the main tomb must be dug right away, otherwise Lin Hongyi will not be found after ten years of digging."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and asked, "Have I made it clear?"

Qiao Xishui: "...clear, very clear."

Seeing that he understood, An Xichen lowered his body again and looked at the steles one by one, trying to find some clues.

An Xichen bowed his back and looked at the stone monuments one by one. Qiao Xishui couldn't help feeling a little distressed for no reason, and kindly said: "Brother, it's not the time yet, you can't find it."

An Xichen laughed when he heard this.

His smile was not as cold as Qiao Xishui was familiar with, but had a bit of bitterness.

"Maybe," he said.

"..." Seeing his stubbornness, Qiao Xishui couldn't help sighing, turned around and went out, saying, "I'll go to the door to watch the wind for you."

After Qiao Xishui went out, she carried Chi Xikong, who was still lying on the ground, back into the mountain gate. After thinking about it, she felt that it was not appropriate to enter the girl's boudoir, so she carried him into her own room.After setting it up for her, he picked up the lantern and went back to the back mountain.

When he went back, An Xichen had already come out.He sat lazily on a mossy rock at the mouth of the cave, looking up at the starless and moonless sky.

His eyes were so tired that they couldn't open them, but they were still glowing red in the darkness. Qiao Xishui suddenly noticed the tattoo on the corner of his eyes.

In fact, it has been there before, but he didn't pay special attention to it.

This tattoo clings to An Xichen's eyes, like a poisonous snake clinging to a peach blossom, trying to squeeze all his blood dry, not a drop left.Squeeze the peach blossoms into withered ashes, and let them be blown away by the spring breeze that the young man chopped off with his own hands.

That is the mark that everyone who fell into the devil's way from the immortal way will have.The tattoos are born beside their eyes, and no matter what they encounter in this life, they will follow them for the rest of their lives.

The filth is engraved in their blood.

An Xichen looked at the sky, and suddenly asked him, "Why did you come back?"

Qiao Xishui was stunned for a moment, and said, "Can't I come back?"

"...No." An Xichen looked away, no longer staring at the sky, but at him, and said, "Generally, no one is willing to come back to me. People who are forced to follow me by me can definitely run not coming back."

"Ah, you didn't force me." Qiao Xishui scratched her face, smiled and said, "Isn't it because I insisted on coming with you?"

"..." An Xichen was speechless for a while, pursed his lips, and finally just sighed, stretched out his hand and waved it weakly, his hoarse voice was blown away in the wind: "Do whatever you want, do whatever you like .”

Qiao Xishui got the order, and she responded with a smile and walked over a few steps, saying, "Brother, brother, my sister has gone to sleep in my room."

"so what?"

"I have nowhere to sleep tonight."

"……so what??"

"You can stay with me tonight."

An Xichen: "..."

He was silent for a long time, raised his tired eyes with effort, glanced at Qiao Xishui who was staring at him with glowing eyes, and said lazily, "Do you know what you are talking about?"

Qiao Xishui tilted her head: "What?"

"You, a gentleman of the Qingfengmen." An Xichen pointed to him, then pointed to himself, muttering in a hoarse voice, "I, Moxiu, are so dirty that I'm going to die. , If you want me to accompany you, it's like spending the night in a garbage dump."

"How do you talk." Qiao Xishui said, "Why do you say that about yourself? Don't you know why you should belittle yourself and make injustice? How can you be a big brother of Qingfengmen?"

"……I……"

—He suddenly couldn't say anything.

Few—probably never—wanted to praise him.Whether Lin Hongyi or his fellow disciple Paoze, what everyone did was step on his head, making him lower and lower.

Finally stepped into the abyss, driving him crazy.

So he didn't even know what to say at such a time.He is used to seeing the darkness, he can walk out of the gossip and gossip that accumulates, and he can protect himself in the corner with the sword from harm.

In order to protect himself, he built a high city wall, and he never thought that someone would come to the door and ring the doorbell as if nothing had happened.

A beast that dwells in the darkness may seem invincible, yet a tiny firefly is enough to scald it easily.

Qiao Xishui said suddenly, "Stretch out your hand."

An Xichen froze for a moment, then stretched out his hand stiffly.

Qiao Xishui took out a few pear blossom candies from his pocket, peeled off the candy wrapper carefully, and put them in his hands.

"Pear Blossom Candy, you're out of luck." He said, "You're always dumb when you talk, don't you smoke too much? I know that stuff is good to smoke, so you can't just smoke it like you have a grudge against yourself."

An Xichen froze.It was as if someone had strangled his throat, making it difficult for him to even breathe smoothly.

The few light yellow candies in his hands were crystal clear, like weak fireflies that would burn him.

"If you smoke too much, your throat will feel uncomfortable." He said, "Is your throat uncomfortable? Drink more pear soup. I'll teach you how to make it. If it's really not good, I'll make it for you?"

His already dead heart suddenly beat violently.