Lantern: Reflection of the Peach Blossoms

The roaring sound passed through the mountains and forests, and the ground continued to crack amidst the tremors.

Yan Lanyu fell to the ground, and the missiles whizzed past his hair.

He stood up, panted for a moment, and ran to the edge of the mound through the obstruction of the night and fire.The magic dragon stopped breathing poisonous breath at some point, and its ferocious body was bathed in the moonlight, casting a huge black shadow on the mottled and jagged snow.

Yan Lanyu climbed up the mound with hands and feet, and her movements were so fast that she didn't even notice that the sharp gravel cut her calf.

He grabbed the edge of the top of the mound with a snap, and the blood from his nails immediately stained the gravel red. Then he climbed up with his strength, his knees trembling slightly, and he half knelt on the ground.

After a long while, he got up and looked at the magic dragon, only to see three blood-red lanterns gathered in mid-air, looking at him.

At that moment, sporadic gunshots sounded from a distance, and the flames of the bullets were fleeting in the night.

The violent airflow seemed to freeze, and under the vast night sky, only the boy and the dragon looked at each other.

"Mr. Tianyou," Yan Lanyu said.

The dragon's head was slightly lowered, and the powerful demonic nature completely replaced the last bit of personality after being enchanted. In fact, it could no longer tell who Yan Lanyu was.

"I know that all of this will not end. The Tantric sect will be followed to the ends of the earth for a lifetime. Even if everyone disappears, as time goes by, the next Tantric sect will be born."

"But I already hate this kind of endless repetition, constantly causing trouble for others, putting those really good people in danger, letting others bleed and die for me, and being brought back to that place by fate again and again In a ridiculous cycle. If I don't disappear, none of this will end."

Yan Lanyu bit her index finger, drew a series of characters on her palm with her heart's blood, and then spread her backhand, the blood stains on her palm suddenly glowed red!

The magic dragon seemed to sense some kind of danger, and suddenly raised its head.

"This is your horoscope," Yan Lanyu smiled slightly on her cold and pale face.

"I never told you, thank you for your New Year's gift. After so many years of love, I will return it together today."

The magic dragon roared and rushed towards him suddenly, but Yan Lanyu moved faster, took out the lighter and ignited it, and pressed it directly on the bloody palm!

——Burning is actually the easiest way to make the spell work.When Yan Lanyu drew a talisman with blood on her palm, it was like using the horoscope of the other party's birthday to temporarily make a numerology spell; although the talisman was so simple that it didn't even have half a mantra scripture, it was made with the horoscope after all.

For some onmyojis, mastering the opponent's four pillars and eight characters is almost half of the opponent's lifeline!

The green fire covered Yan Lanyu's entire palm with a loud roar. Amidst the sound of crackling and burning, the magic dragon roared towards him. In the chaos, its fangs caught his skirt, and he was thrown out viciously!

Bah!

Yan Lanyu fell heavily to the ground, her chest made a terrible cracking sound, and rolled down the slope.The green fire on his palm turned over after rolling but never extinguished, and the magic dragon let out a heart-wrenching roar, recklessly overwhelmed countless trees and came, biting him again and raising it high!

Yan Lanyu let out a roar with a different tone, blood mixed with minced meat poured out of his mouth and chest, and his bloody hands in the green fire grabbed the fangs desperately!

——In the blink of an eye, he was suspended in the sky, with the bottomless throat of the magic dragon under his feet.

The next moment, poisonous breath spurted out from the dragon's throat, completely enveloping him in an instant!

Dizziness, suffocation, severe pain.

The flame was burning fiercely on one arm, but it couldn't stop the cold caused by the rapid loss of blood.

It's so cold... A thought flashed through Yan Lanyu's mind in a daze.

Familiar, the feeling of death is as cold and biting as last time, like falling into a bottomless abyss.

"The four pillars of year, month, day, and hour predict fate, and the horoscope of heavenly stems and earthly branches predicts good and bad luck."

"The five elements are restrained, and the punishment and Chong are in harmony, which is the basis of Yin and Yang."

Tianyou Qizhi paused, poured a glass of rice wine from the red clay jug, and crossed his legs leisurely.

Outside the paper door, it was snowing heavily, and it was covered in silver.The footsteps of the watchmen in the distance creaked and creaked in the snow, and the lanterns flickered in the night, gradually going away.

In the house, the ground is hot and warm, like late spring. There are several cherry blossoms in the glass bottle next to the paper window, and the fragrance of plum wine is slightly steaming on the stove.

Several disciples knelt on the tatami, lowered their heads to show that they had written it down.One of the female disciples bowed her forehead deeply on the floor, then raised her head and asked cautiously: "So, if you use the other party's four pillars and eight characters as a fortune teller, what effect will it have?"

"There are many effects, basically harming the soul."

"Will it put people to death?"

Tener Qizhi teased: "Who do you have opinions on to the point of death, Yuko?"

All the disciples laughed, but the female disciple named Yuko hurriedly said that she didn't dare.

"Using the four pillars and eight characters to put the owner to death requires deep spiritual power as the foundation. At the same time, the caster of the spell is also likely to lose his soul. It is a dangerous technique. In reality, there are many techniques that kill people without blood. Therefore, this kind of spell that kills one thousand and harms oneself by eight hundred has long been included in the category of forbidden spells."

Yuko quickly stood up and said yes, and all the disciples wrote it down.

"It's freezing cold today, and when spring begins, I'll teach you how to calculate the horoscope."

Tianyou Qizhi paused for a moment, with a thoughtful expression on his face, and lightly stroked the fine patterns on the wine glass with his fingertips.Everyone fell silent for a moment, and only after a while did he lazily say: "Let's come here today... Lan Yu."

Behind him, a boy in purple stood up and gently opened the paper door.

Everyone bowed their heads in salute, got up and backed up and filed out.

Yan Lanyu lowered her eyes and looked at the ground. She didn't close the paper door almost silently until the last female disciple also retreated.

Sitting by the fire, Tianyou Qizhi stared at the cup in his hand, as if he suddenly had a strong interest in the glazed wine cup that he uses every day.

Yan Lanyu didn't think it was strange, the man in front of him who had been the head of Tantric Buddhism for eight years usually looked like this.

He often becomes interested in something that he sees every day and goes to the bottom of it.As big as the color of the repainting of the tile roof of the house, as small as the roundness of the pearls on the door curtain, and once even enthusiastically took out the writing paper that had been written in previous years and sorted it out.

That was actually a sign that he was thinking about other things in his mind.

Whenever he did this, he was actually pondering some questions that no one else could have imagined.

The leader's actions and thinking are always unexpected, but they are also extremely precise. That kind of vicious insight sometimes even gives people a chilling feeling.

Yan Lanyu walked behind him as usual, and knelt down, when he suddenly heard him call out: "Xiao Lanyu——"

"Yes."

"We've known each other for so long, now that we think about it, it's really fate!"

"..."

Yan Lanyu raised her eyes, only to see the head of the sect turned her head and looked at herself with a smile.

"...So what?" Yan Lanyu asked calmly.

"It's nothing, just a casual sentence. Ah, the fate between people is really wonderful. When you were a teacher at Dongda University, you should never have dreamed that you would meet me, right? So we are sitting here today, saying it is fate. Impermanence is not an exaggeration.”

The candle light crackled slightly, and Yan Lanyu quietly looked back at Tianyou Qizhi, his eyes didn't even fluctuate in the dark.

"I do not know what you're talking about."

"..."

The master blinked, sighed disinterestedly, muttered a few words like "I don't admit it again" and "Why do I always deceive myself", and took a sip from the wine glass.

Yan Lanyu lowered her eyelashes, and picked up a hairpin from the lampstand to pick out the wick.

The hairpin was actually put here by Tianyou Qizhi, perhaps trying to euphemistically express the meaning of "Let's keep your hair".In fact, according to the customs, it is normal for a boy of this age to keep his hair, but Yan Lanyu was indifferent, so the head of the sect stopped mentioning it.

"Hey?" Tianer Qizhi covered the wine pot on the small stove with his hand, as if suddenly remembering something: "Speaking of which, we are so destined, and we have been together for so many years, but there is one thing that we have never done. Woolen cloth."

"Ah."

"Don't you want to know what it is?"

"..."

The head waited for a while, but didn't wait for a response. He sighed and said, "You are such a curious person... I said, we haven't had a fortune-telling yet, and you are not curious about the results of our fortune-telling. ?"

Yan Lanyu put down her hairpin, stared at the candle without blinking, and did not speak.After a while, he took a breath almost silently, and said, "I'm not too curious. Things like fate can't be calculated."

The room fell into silence, except for the sound of burning candles, there was only a slight rustling sound when the goose feathers and heavy snow fell outside the window.

The headmaster laughed: "Don't be so pessimistic, Xiao Lanyu. Please go and get my horoscope...it's in that locked cabinet."

Yan Lanyu got up and went to the inner room. After a while, she took back a red sandalwood board like a chessboard, with sixty vertical and horizontal lines on it, filled with the dates of the heavenly stems and earthly branches.There are also some yellow paper and ink pens. The master took a pen and dipped some ink, and wrote a string of characters on the paper: "This is your birth date."

Immediately afterwards he picked up another piece of paper and wrote, saying, "This is mine."

Yan Lanyu's pupils constricted in horror.

Tianyou Qizhi didn't seem to see it, and smiled as he crumpled the two pieces of yellow paper into a ball. The flames from his fingertips ignited spontaneously, and quickly burned the paper into black ash, which scattered on the natal chart.Immediately afterwards, he wrote down a series of complex calculation runes on yellow paper, and clasped the fate plate on his knuckles, as if he was very serious, and he didn't notice Yan Lanyu's pale face beside him.

It took about a cup of tea before he finished his calculations and wrote down the final result on the horoscope.

"Well."

"……how?"

The master shook his head, seemingly very regretful: "We are not married."

Yan Lanyu's nerves were extremely tense at first, but she didn't react for a while when she heard the words, and subconsciously said "Huh?"

The headmaster laughed, and looked him up and down with playful eyes for a while.

Although the room was very warm, those eyes caused Yan Lanyu's back to feel as cold as a thorn. It felt like the careless playful gesture of a feline beast before killing its prey.

"Is it necessary to be so nervous?" The headmaster said leisurely, "Why don't we make an agreement."

"..."

"Although the horoscope can kill a person, as long as you don't touch my horoscope, I won't touch yours either. How about it, is it fair?"

Yan Lanyu's throat was so tight that she couldn't make any sound.

The wick cracked and exploded, and tiny sparks splashed in the air.

"...Haha, I see you are so nervous." The headmaster waved his hand and took a sip of his wine with a smile: "Just kidding, I am such a good person, what reason do you have to put me to death?"

In the mountain forest, the uprooted towering ancient trees fell across the snow, and the dragon's body convulsed and rolled violently due to the great pain, squeezing countless dead trees into sawdust.

"Roar--!"

The dragon shook its head violently, and Yan Lanyu's body was smashed between rows of sharp fangs!

The ribs were broken, the ribcage was torn apart by the fangs, and the thighs and arms were bleeding.

So cold.

Yan Lanyu tried her best to lift her hand wrapped in the flames and move it closer to get a little heat, but he couldn't feel the existence of that hand at all.

He almost clearly felt the coming of the last moment, although he really wanted to throw himself into the embrace of death, but the last bit of consciousness was forcing himself to linger on.

He must persist.

The dragon's soul has not suffered the most fatal damage, at least until the moment when the fortune teller burns out.

There was a squeak when the tires rubbed against the ground, making a sharp and piercing noise, and then the car door opened, and Yu Jingzhong rushed out with a stride, and began to climb up the mound with his bare hands!

The dragon's struggle caused large pieces of gravel to fall from his head, and several pieces of Yu Jingzhong's face and hands were scratched. However, he didn't seem to even feel it. He grabbed the protruding rock and jumped, neatly Turn up the mound.

He took a breath, looked up and saw the giant dragon suddenly let out a violent scream, raised its head high, and then slammed it on the ground!

There was a bang, the rocks cracked, the ground turned up, and the trees flew into the sky.Yan Lanyu's body was thrown out from between the fangs, and fell to the ground with a bang!

Yu Jingzhong lost his voice and said: "Yan Lanyu!" Then he staggered forward amidst the violent shock.

Not far away, Yan Lanyu's body convulsed and trembled, bleeding all over the place.

His jeans were scratched by gravel, and a long strip was torn from the knee to the pocket, and two small yellow balls of paper rolled out of the pocket.

No one saw this scene, and Yan Lanyu, who was struggling and panting in severe pain, didn't notice it at all.The next moment, the yellow paper ball touched the blue flames burning all over the ground, and immediately burned into two golden balls of light——

That was Zhou Hui's peace talisman.

The body of the giant dragon was rolled up, rolled up several towering trees, and smashed at Yan Lanyu overwhelmingly!

With a loud roar, Yu Jingzhong passed through the clods and gravel falling like a torrential rain like lightning, but he couldn't catch up with the large shaking and cracking of the ground.He watched as black shadows descended from the sky, and at this critical moment, two incomparably brilliant golden meteors suddenly rose around Yan Lanyu.

Deputy Yu didn't realize what was going on at all. Immediately afterwards, a meteor pierced the sky and exploded beside the giant dragon!

That can't be described by grenades or sniper guns, and the equivalent of high-energy rockets is nothing more than that.Half of the night sky was bright and bright, and for several seconds, Yu Jingzhong's retinas were intensely whitened, he could not see anything, and even his voice was absolutely still.

Immediately afterwards, the whole land collapsed, the mounds were sunk into huge pits, and the trees were silently turned into dust under the strong light.

Afterwards, Yu Jingzhong didn't remember what he did at all, and his memory was broken in those few seconds, completely blank.

When he regained his sanity, he only found himself lying on Yan Lanyu's body, surrounded by large strands of dust so thick that it was impossible to open his eyes, and the ground was still trembling slightly from the aftershocks.

He lay numb all over his body for a long time before he could barely raise his head, and when he moved his neck, there was a crisp sound of knuckles.He and Yan Lanyu were lying on the bottom of the pit, and the ruins mixed with dead branches, wood chips, rocks and soil clods were thickly spread on the ground, and the choking smell of the violent explosion floated in the air.

Yan Lanyu's eyes were closed tightly, her complexion was pale, and she couldn't tell whether she was alive or dead.

"..." Yu Jingzhong wanted to call his name, but he sucked in so much dust that his throat became hoarse and he couldn't make a sound.He stretched his trembling fingers under the tip of his nose, held his pulse tightly after a while, and finally let out a roar with a different tone of crying, like a boulder falling from his heart.

sizzle-

There was a noise similar to the passage of electric current behind him. Yu Jingzhong propped his bloody elbows on the ground, and when he looked back, he found the reason why he was still alive and intact in such a violent explosion.

In the midair behind him, there was a mask erected like a golden shield, forming a huge hemisphere with a radius of three or four meters, tightly blocking him and Yan Lanyu behind the barrier.Electric current passed through the translucent golden shield, and a burning figure was printed on the surface, which was a pentagram.

Yu Jingzhong has studied this aspect, and he knew what this symbol represented at a glance——

It is Yata mirror.

It was Yan Lanyu who put in his soul, the unpredictable power of Yata mirror!

Yu Jingzhong got up staggeringly, panting violently, and stretched out his hand to the light shield.Suddenly, the rays of light disappeared, crawled along his fingertips to the palm of his hand, and condensed into a dazzling pentagram. Every corner was radiating, and densely packed and unrecognizable complicated mantras were engraved outward.

Yu Jingzhong clenched his palms tightly and leaned over to hold Yan Lanyu tightly in his arms.

"Don't...don't be afraid," he murmured in a hoarse voice that was unrecognizable, "don't be afraid, I'll take you home right now."

The rough wind left a long-lasting pain like a knife on his face. The sharp gravel on the ground penetrated through the soles of his shoes, and every time he landed, he was heavily pressed against the soles of his feet. Moving forward amidst the shaking.

At this moment, the bushes on the edge of the pit moved.

Immediately afterwards, half of the mutilated dragon's head lifted up from the shadows, almost blown to pieces, its fangs gaping open.

Yu Jingzhong stopped and faced the leader.At that moment, his heart was unusually calm, without any fear at all, and even a little calm.

The life of Yan Lanyu in his arms was rapidly draining, they either escaped together before the last moment, or died here together.

There is nothing to be afraid of, the worst outcome is nothing more than that.

The three blood eyes on the dragon's head had all dimmed at this moment, but the middle one suddenly lit up in the dark night, emitting a ferocious red light.Immediately, the red light projected a figure in the void, which was very blurry at first, but gradually became clear within a few seconds, with facial features, clothes and figure showing a familiar outline.

Yu Jingzhong took a breath.

The man fell to the ground from the red light, stood firm, waved his hand very casually, and said with a smile: "—Yo."

He was about thirty or forty years old, wearing a simple kimono yukata, baggy, showing a strong neck and chest.There were bloodstains on his body and cuffs, and he looked a little bit embarrassed, but his smiling demeanor still looked very leisurely and relaxed.

"Tsk tsk, Xiao Lanyu." He shook his head with regret, and said, "In the end you still broke the contract."

Yu Jingzhong narrowed his eyes coldly.

—he recognized it.

The man in front of him is the only Tantric sect master in the history of Japanese Yin-Yang Dao who is possessed by a living person, and the soul of the magic dragon, Tianer Qizhi!

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In order to avoid controversy, let me give a preview first: this chapter is about Yu Yan vs. the head of the battlefield, and then there is the well-loved couples mixed doubles and children's battlefield. White tomorrow, the report is over.