Eating, drinking, bedding

Lingduan got up in the early morning again, Shaogong hugged him and refused to let him go, but he was rudely thrown away, "Don't make trouble, there are still things to do today."

"Then I'll go with you." Ling Duan was alone, he was always a little worried, he couldn't sleep after waking up, and he always felt that Ling Duan had nothing to say about Gao Li.

"Okay, I just happen to be too lazy to go to the dining hall, go get me two buns."

"Can you think of something else..."

"Porridge is easy to spread." Ling Duan replied with a serious face.

Shaogong finally gave up entanglement with Ling Duan over breakfast. Ling Duan put on his clothes nimbly, took his sword and went straight to the library. You still eat buns, you!

In the Zangshu Pavilion, Zhao Lin kept looking at Ling Duan's subordinates. He didn't allow Ling Duan to look at the unfamiliar spells a few more times, and naturally he didn't dare to ask. Finally, when Shao Gong came in, Zhao Lin's eyes lit up. He secretly pulled Shao Gong over, "Second senior brother seems to have prepared something good, but he didn't show it to me, why don't you try it?"

"Okay, let me ask." Not only myself, but even Zhao Lin is not allowed to see it?

Ling Duan was really happy to draw, seeing Shaogong coming over, he quickly picked up the paper and pasted it on his chest, "Why are you here?"

"Here are the buns for you." Handing over the two buns in his hand, Ling Duan put down the pen in one hand, then folded the paper in the other hand and pressed it under the inkstone before taking the buns.

"What to draw?" I had a bad feeling.

"Borrow something from a friend." Ling Duan smiled at Shaogong while biting a bun.

"To deal with Gao Li?"

"Yeah." Ling Duan nodded, probably a little thirsty after eating the buns, looking around for water, Shao Gong looked at it and handed the cup to him, Ling Duan took a sip of water and continued, "Gao Li is originally a divine beast, The souls of divine beasts are different from ordinary ghosts, let alone souls that died with resentment in their hearts."

"What are you going to do?"

"Well, as usual, burn him!" Satisfied, he swallowed the last mouthful of buns, only to see that Shaogong reached out and took out the paper he stuffed under the inkstone, stretched out his hand, and pressed it, "There is one you have to give me back."

"Which one?"

"I didn't draw it well..." Pulled back a sheet, and then looked at Shao Gong with a smile on his face. Shao Gong unfolded the paper in his hand, and even he didn't know the ancient spell.Barely distinguishing the ancient characters, and injecting his own mana, the talisman paper burst into flames and touched Shaogong's fingers. He felt that his body was burning quickly, and the pain was like tearing. He quickly let go of his fingers, and the mausoleum fell on Shaogong He patted it a few times, but Shaogong looked intently, there was no trace of burning on his hands at all, and even the hairy nails were the same as usual.

Looking at my hands, I couldn't believe it. Just now, there were flames rising into the air, and the pain of being burned was real. I looked at the talisman papers, and they turned out to be clean paper. The characters on them seemed to be Never existed.

"Duan'er..." Looking back at Ling Duan, Ling Duan propped his head up and smiled, "I told you not to look at it, but don't light up the few other ones, or I'll waste my morning effort." Picking up the pen again , continue to draw the unfinished one in hand.

Shaogong took the remaining few sheets of paper, but found that the arm touched by the flames just now was not flexible. When he moved his hand, the fur and flesh were intact, but the pain still seemed to be there. This feeling... "Duaner, you Does the flame only harm the soul?"

"That's right, and the heavier the resentment, the more painful it is to be burned, and it's time for you to let it go." The soul has recovered, but he still cares about it.

"How can you have such a thing?"

"Of course I didn't. I borrowed it from someone. There is a kind of flame in the volcanic hell of the underworld, called the red lotus fire, which is specially used to burn those robbers, bandits, monks, Taoists, and corrupt officials. The flames like the volcanic hell will only Burning the soul is painful but cannot burn the soul completely, but the red lotus karma fire can, and the ghosts who intend to escape will be thrown into this kind of flame, but I heard that it hurts, it is better to go directly to the stone mill hell."

"You borrowed it from Yan Luo?"

"Yan Luo dares to steal this kind of flame, he himself will go to hell." Ling Duan said with a serious face.

"Then where did you borrow it?" Why did you borrow something that King Yama dared not take out?Or use borrowed characters?

"Qi Tian, ​​Qi Tian, ​​do you know?"

"The four gatekeepers? Don't they only attack when the demon world invades?" Qingtian Baixiu, collectively known as Li Mengqing, Qitian, Feibai and Yunxiu, practitioners outside the Xiuxian Gate, are also cultivating immortals, but they are not allowed to become immortals. Immortals seem to be people who have a bloody feud with Heaven, and they will never allow their disciples to become immortals, creating a group of practitioners who are neither human nor immortal.

"In Qingtian Baixiu, only Li Mengqing is an ordinary person. Qitian's real name is Bailu, and he was the first water god of Xiaoshui. Later, he went to fight with Emperor Yan, so he gave up Xiaoshui to Ehuang. Later, Bailu worked in the East China Sea. When the Dragon King fell out, the Emperor didn't stop him and asked Bai Lu to hang Prince Long directly to the Nantian Gate."

"I heard a little..." Although this incident was not suppressed, it was not included in the official history. It has always been treated as anecdotes and jokes. It's just that the emperor wanted to ask Bai Lu to be reincarnated and return to the heaven as a mortal for the rest of his life. However, the Dragon Queen She protects her child so much that she asks people to kill Bai Lu who was reincarnated as a mortal. Bai Lu was originally a great god in ancient times, with a proud heart and boundless mana. Even though she was reborn as a mortal, her mana is still sealed in her soul. Even the queen went to the Nantianmen with skin cramps. The emperor had no choice but to arrest and interrogate her. Bai Lu questioned at the Nantianmen, "I don't want to submit. What's my fault? He has done so much harm, so you told me to wait for him?" ? I have fought with Emperor Yan for hundreds of years, why should they arrest me?"

Without waiting for the emperor to speak, he escaped from the heavenly court, killed the heavenly soldiers and generals all the way, and finally even feigned death and reincarnated, entered the demon world with a mortal body, and then changed his name to Qitian. The interesting thing is that Bailu was originally a woman, but she was cast into a male fetus Escape into the devil world.

"This fire was borrowed from Qitian."

"what?"

"What's the rush, abandoning heaven and man is very good, if it wasn't for the Dragon Queen's repeated persecution, he wouldn't care about it, and he didn't care about how much credit he got from the Dragon Prince. It's a pity, he is not satisfied." Ling Duan shook Shaking his head, noticing Shaogong's eyes, he looked at Shaogong with a smile, Shaogong looked at it for a long time, but didn't speak in the end.

"The four gatekeepers have many interesting stories. If there is a chance, I will take you to meet Qitian?" Ling Duan put down his pen, and leaned over again, "His place is much more interesting."

"How did you become familiar with Qitian?"

"If you see him, you'll know." He smiled mysteriously, but kept silent.After thinking about it, he added, "Do you know the name of Qitian?"

"Fengtai." The places guarded by the four gatekeepers are quite special. There are four gates. The human world can directly lead to the gate of the demon world. It is also said that the passage left by the demons when they established the demon world was just blocked by these four people. , every door is in the human world and also in the devil world.The one guarded by Li Mengqing is called Mihua Valley, the one guarded by Qitian is called Fengtai, the one guarded by Fei Bai is called Wuqingguan, and the one guarded by Yunxiu is called Jingge.

"Yes, Fengtai, because he raised a phoenix, which he picked up in Changli Ghost Domain." Ling Duan added with a smile, "I just found out that Changli Ghost Domain was created by Chong Li back then."

"Haven't you been there?"

"I didn't go in. I heard that it was still the chaotic realm before the creation of heaven and earth. I only walked around the edge. Back then, Qitian hid in Changli Ghost Domain in order to escape the pursuit of the heavenly soldiers. After the heavenly soldiers chased him in, he never came out again. .Actually, when I went on a mission and was tricked into Changli Ghost Domain, it was people from Fengtai who rescued me."

"Gao Li is the grandson of Fenghuang, but it seems that he is not the one raised by Qitian."

"Of course not. The one that Qitian raises is just short of becoming an immortal in the last flight. It is no longer a beast but a golden immortal. But that phoenix just wants to accompany Qitian now, but it is also a phoenix family. You are of the same generation as Gao Li’s grandmother, Gao Yan. Shaogong, aren’t you also called Fenglai, someday go and see it?”

"As you wish." Back then in Mt. Li, he had seen many phoenixes, and they would often dance to the sound of the zither, but now, in the blink of an eye, it has been tens of millions of years.

Put away the drawn talisman paper, clean up the pen and ink, this time it’s not the same as before, there are only two books on the table, when I went to Xiangyang Mountain three years ago, there were still books that covered the entire floor of the Zangshu Pavilion, and I just asked Zhenren Zhang to take it with me. All the disciples could not enter the door.

In a blink of an eye, Ling Duan had finished tidying up. He held the back of his neck and shook his head. Shao Gong stepped forward and rubbed him, "You don't need to be so tired." many things.

"It's not too difficult, and the account between me and Gao Li has been deposited for so long, and it's time to settle it." Not only Tianyong City, but also what Gao Li did before, provoked repeatedly, and now he has no intention of holding back That's it.

Shaogong stretched out his hand and pressed it on Ling Duan's forehead, Ling Duan raised his eyes, "What's wrong?"

"You have been injured here." The deep-rooted injury has completely disappeared now, but he has firmly remembered it.

"It's nothing... I kept it, and I wanted to ask him about the snake mother. The yellow-headed grass medicine can only be given by the snake mother." Li is together, but Gao Li is dead, but the snake mother is still there.

Whether it was ordering the cat demon to take him captive into the Seven Killing Formation, or the poison of the yellow-headed grass later, it was all written by the snake mother, and he always remembered this account.As for the scar, he didn't care, anyway, the scar was on his forehead, and it wasn't Shaogong's face that harmed the world, as long as he could see people, he didn't expect Shaogong to mind so much.

"Mother Snake... her lair is underground."

"You found it?"

"They are all responsible for your injury, but the original nest of the sweet-scented osmanthus has been emptied long ago, and has been building nests underground, so they haven't been found yet." Letting go of Ling Duan's forehead, his eyes became fierce, telling you to be seriously injured, How can you get away with it?

"It's not difficult. Where is the sweet-scented osmanthus, Qitian must know. When we finish our work here, let's go to Qitian."

"Alright."

"But we have to go back to celebrate the New Year first." Ling Duan looked at Shaogong with crooked eyebrows and smiling eyes.

"Do you like Chinese New Year?"

"I haven't celebrated the New Year at the foot of the mountain. It is said that ordinary people have many customs during the New Year. A while ago, they didn't sweep the dust and change the portraits, and they asked the old man to write Spring Festival couplets... There are a lot of small speculations."

"It's too late, get rid of Gaoli today, and we'll go back tomorrow."

"Well...then do you want to go and see Tu Su?"

"No need."