Cultural Relics Are Not To Be Messed With

When he was at a loss, he subconsciously looked at Long Ya, hoping to see something in his eyes, preferably as usual, blasting the old locust tree like a firecracker and scolding him, cursing It made him unable to say such shocking words again.

But Long Ya didn't turn his head to look at him, as if he, the person being discussed, didn't exist at all, or maybe even Long Ya wasn't ready to face him with any expression, only to see the usual day The person who is not afraid of nothing and doesn't put anything in his ears is sullen at this time, staring at the old locust tree without turning his eyes. If his eyes can have the look of a sword, then the old locust tree is probably already a thousand years old. It was riddled with sores.

"What do you know? How did you know? Why did you say that he didn't enter reincarnation completely? He clearly—" Long Ya frowned as he spoke, as if remembering something, and then he didn't say any more.

"Look, you also realize that something is wrong now, don't you?" The voice in the old locust tree still rang out unhurriedly, but the hoarse voice was scratched in people's ears, and every word and every word made people feel uncomfortable. , "So, I'm not a fly, I'm here to help him."

Long Ya said coldly: "Why help him?"

"I've said it before, I'm repaying the favor—" the hoarse voice finished, and sighed, "He doesn't remember, but I still remember it clearly, and I have never forgotten it for a moment, engraved in my heart." It's up..."

Although the man didn't show his face, only the old locust tree was shaking its branches and leaves with the voice, but the voice seemed to be full of deep emotions, but because too many years passed, it was suppressed in the voice Inside, only a shallow layer was revealed.

But for some reason, it may be that the words "can't live to be 25" came out of his mouth, so even if this person said such words with such an emotional tone, Qi Chen still felt that he was uncomfortable. I wonder if Longya feels the same way——

Every time this person said a word, Qi Chen felt an uncontrollable deep loathing, but this loathing was not pure, and in it, there was also a trace of pity and compassion inexplicably.

This complex emotion loomed, but he didn't know where it came from, which made Qi Chen feel a little annoyed, but his usual flat temperament made him subconsciously suppress this anger, so he remained silent.

He didn't know what to say, but it didn't mean that Long Ya wouldn't open his mouth either, so he snorted coldly and said, "Shut down your hypocritical tone! Since you act like you know what happened back then, Then he must know how to deal with his life that can't live to 25 years." As he spoke, the golden knife energy on the long knife in his hand lingered again, looking like he was ready to be slaughtered, "Let's hear it. , I think it makes sense, just believe you once, I sound like fart, then you can keep those hypocrisy and tell me with my knife. Tell me!"

The old locust tree still gently shook the green leaves and clusters of white flowers on its branches, and said in a hoarse voice: "You don't need to say, you already know the answer, don't you? I have already said it since I came out, but You just don't believe me."

Long Ya's eyes moved slightly, and he looked away from the old locust tree, and fell into the earth pit on the ground. The four dark yellow talisman papers were quietly covered on the loose soil, and the dragon and phoenix patterns on them were like blood. Same, red almost blindingly.

Qi Chen's eyes were also fixed on the four talisman papers, and the fingers hanging by his side moved.

A hoarse voice sounded from the old locust tree again, this time it was Qi Chen speaking: "I'm just a remnant soul, as you can see, I don't have the ability to show my face, and I can't even last long if I attach to a person. It's a pity that I can only lead you to this magic circle again and again in a semi-forced way, and let you tear off the talisman paper, because I really don't have so much time to slowly convince you to believe these things, and I also I know, man, I always like to do the opposite, especially when facing strangers, when I hear words that I don’t know are true or false. I have lingered in this world for hundreds of years with this remnant soul, just to wait You have the ability to save yourself, I have waited for too many years, after repaying this kindness, I can really die in peace..."

Qi Chen slowly squatted down in his words, silently looking at the four talisman papers by the pit.

Long Ya stood by his side, rarely swearing or mocking to stop him.

"I—" Qi Chen looked at the talisman paper for a long while, then raised his head and cast his eyes on Long Ya, as if he was asking for his opinion. After all, he really didn't know anything about the past, and he had no basis or memory to judge Lao Huai. The words of the tree are true or false.

Long Ya glanced at the old locust tree, and then said to Qi Chen in a deep voice: "He said something that he can still hear, it's about your life and death, I'm not qualified to make a decision for you."

Qi Chen looked at him and opened his mouth, but before he could make a sound, Long Ya paused and continued: "But you can feel free to choose, whether you tear it up or not, because the sky is falling and there are tall people." I’m still here, what are you afraid of! I won’t let you, a person with thin arms, thin legs and little flesh, go to the top of the sky. That’s fine! Choose.”

Hearing this, Qi Chen was relieved a lot. It wasn't that he really wanted Long Ya to bear the consequences for him, but that when he couldn't see the way forward and the way back, and stood there blankly, there was at least one person beside him .

He took a deep breath, raised his hand and reached for the four talisman papers...

The entire courtyard was eerily quiet—the half-collapsed house, the woman in white who was still tirelessly descending the stairs, and the green moss on the ground seemed to be waiting for him to make a decision.

Longya's saber rested on the branch of the old pagoda tree, the golden light was flowing non-stop, as if he was waiting for Qi Chen's movement, and if there was any abnormal movement, he would be able to slash him with a single stroke of the saber.

And the old locust tree has no sound at this time, and even the branches and leaves that occasionally tremble slightly with the voice are quiet at this time, motionless, as if holding their breath and waiting for the follow-up...

Qi Chen's gaze shallowly scanned the courtyard, and finally fell back on the four talisman papers. Just when his fingertips were about to touch the talisman paper on the west side, he suddenly withdrew his hand. , then stood up without any hesitation, straightened up and patted a bit of dust on his fingers, and said lightly to Longya: "I don't really believe that someone will repay you so much, and almost want my money every time." Life."

Long Ya raised one corner of his mouth, showing a wicked smile at the old locust tree, and said, "That's great, I don't believe it either!"

When the old locust tree heard their attitude, its branches trembled immediately, and the hoarse voice finally became a little anxious: "Why don't you believe it! Every word of mine is true! Why don't you tear it up! Are you really willing to be a fool for all your lives?" short-lived-"

"You really like to pick my minefields! You don't like to hear anything, you just want to mention something!" Long Ya's expression froze, and he immediately held the handle of the knife with one hand, and patted the back of the knife with great force with the other. Surrounded by golden light, saber energy overflows.

The long knife glowing with cold light whistled like a dragon's chant, and slashed down. In the blink of an eye, it split the old locust tree from the branch to the root, splitting it in half.

The hoarse voice seemed to be snorting, and then suddenly laughed in a low voice. The voice was like scratching sandpaper, which made people feel uncomfortable all over, and then a cloud of black air scattered from the old locust tree. It opened, and was scattered by Longya's knife.

It was just the last sentence floating in the air that made both Long Ya and Qi Chen change their faces: "I knew it, I knew it, you will never tear it apart, but for a moment you wavered, so -"

The voice became lower and lower, and finally after the last two words, it dissipated completely, so that they could no longer hear the words after "so".

Qi Chen frowned, looked at Long Ya, and asked, "So what? He expected it? He expected it long ago, why is he still like this—"

Before he finished speaking, Long Ya's complexion suddenly sank, he stared at the old locust tree that had been cut in half, and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "Fucking was calculated by that bastard!"

"Scheme?!" Qi Chen was startled, and followed Long Ya's gaze towards the old locust tree.

I saw the root of the old pagoda tree that was cut in half, half buried in the soil, and there was a dark yellow paper talisman protruding from the mud, but the red pattern on the talisman paper was not the same. Complete, but neatly cut in half by a sharp blade.

"Here is the real talisman paper?!" Qi Chen's heart skipped a beat, and then he turned to look at the hole dug on the ground. The four talisman papers that were almost torn off by Qi Chen were still quietly lying in the hole. It was covered on the soil, but the talisman was like a withered leaf. It dried up instantly, turned brown-gray, and finally turned into loose mud, which merged with the soil in the pit and could no longer be distinguished.

"But—" Qi Chen looked at the talisman paper that had turned into loose mud, feeling a little confused.

However, before he could figure it out, he saw the entire illusion shaking like water waves, and then there were waves of ripples in the air, shaking all the scenes no longer clearly.

After a while, the courtyard that was half removed by the dragon's teeth reappeared in front of them, just like what they saw when the fog just lifted.

The dimly lit house is still there, the stairs are still there, and the woman in white is also there. The old locust tree in the yard stands there, with luxuriant branches and leaves, and there are clusters of white locust flowers among the green leaves. There are so many and dense that the twigs are bent, and the bunches hang there heavily.

Only this time, the Sophora japonica flower has a sweet fragrance, and the woman on the stairs did not return to the original point after going down a step, but went down another step, walking down step by step...

Qi Chen stared dumbfounded at these changes, tugged Long Ya and said, "What's going on?"