I married the sect leader home

Zhang Lanyu was particularly shocked, can a person be resurrected after death?

Walking to the ice coffin and stopping, Zhang Lanyu glanced inside. The ice coffin was not completely transparent, and the people inside could only see a vague outline.

He had heard from Uncle Chen that the former leader was a magnificent woman, a wonderful woman.

Zhang Lanyu really wanted to meet this leader, she saved Ah Ming, and now they are a family, he should say thank you to each other.

Zhang Lanyu bowed reverently to the person in the ice coffin, and sincerely prayed that the person would wake up soon.

The two stayed here for a while, Zhang Lanyu looked around, in fact, the place was empty and there was nothing to see, but he was very curious, turned his head and asked Cang Ming, "Why do I think it's not cold here at all?"

Cang Ming pointed to the complex patterns on the ground: "This is actually a formation, which can provide endless vitality, and it is also the source of keeping the leader's body from decay and vitality."

Zhang Lanyu stared down at the dizzy lines on the ground: "So amazing?" I always felt that the world I lived for 20 years suddenly became different.

Cang Ming grabbed Zhang Lanyu who was shaking without knowing it: "Don't look, this pattern is too powerful, if you look too much, your mind will be absorbed."

Zhang Lanyu shook his head, not daring to look any further.

Cang Ming walked out with his arms around his waist, explaining as he walked: "I don't know which leader engraved this formation. It seems that it is not a real thing, and the books about the formation have long been lost. If it is damaged, it cannot be repaired."

Hearing this, Zhang Lanyu showed a bit of worry, and looked back at the ice coffin lying alone in the middle.

Cang Ming looked at him sideways, and his expression softened: "Don't worry, it won't be broken in a while."

Zhang Lanyu withdrew his gaze, raised his head to look at Cang Ming, and nodded slowly.

Walking out of the most secret space of Tianshengjiao, the door is lowered, and there is even a layer of things that Zhang Lanyu can't see open, protecting the secrets inside.

The falling heavy door blocked everything, they didn't see it, and the fingers of the person in the ice coffin twitched.

As soon as he stepped out of the secret room, he seemed to have entered another world of ice and snow. Zhang Lanyu couldn't help shivering, and tightened his clothes.

Cang Ming looked at Zhang Lanyu's pale lips, and said worriedly, "Are you okay? Or come back next time?"

Zhang Lanyu shook his head stubbornly: "Didn't you say you still want to visit your brother?"

Cang Ming had no choice but to tuck up his collar again: "Let's go!"

Then, Cang Ming took Zhang Lanyu to the next door, and what he saw was a world of snow and ice.

Zhang Lanyu couldn't even care about the cold, and opened his mouth wide to look at the scenery in front of him.

He never thought that there would be such a beautiful thing in this underground.

I saw that in the empty space in front of me that looked like the wild, heavy snow was falling. In the distance, there was a huge ancient tree carved out of cold ice, standing between the sky and the earth. The branches and leaves were all transparent ice crystals, which could be called the most perfect work of art.

Under the tree, lay an ice coffin quietly, and the heavy snow fell on it, almost burying it.

Zhang Lanyu kept his mouth open, his neck stiffly twisted in one direction, and aimed at Cang Ming. He wanted to ask what was going on here, and wonder why this place looked like this, but in the end he couldn't say anything. Only a short syllable: "... Ah!"

Cang Ming watched the snowflakes fall on the top of Zhang Lanyu's head, and then melted into a drop of water. He raised his hand to wipe it off for him, looked at his stupid appearance, and smiled softly: "Does it look good?"

Zhang Lanyu nodded vigorously, and it took him a while to recover his voice. With extra bright light in his eyes, he looked at the world of ice and snow in front of him: "Is this really underground?"

Cang Ming held Zhang Lanyu's cold hand, held it in his arms, led the person inside, and said, "Of course, there is a huge underground palace below, as for this place..."

He raised his chin slightly, indicating the fantastic scene in front of him: "It's not real, there is an illusion formation here."

Zhang Lanyu blinked slowly, ice and snow drifted into his eyes, cool and real to the touch: "You mean, this place is fake?"

Cang Ming nodded.

Zhang Lanyu felt incredible, took out the other hand that was tucked under the sleeve, reached out to catch the snowflakes, watched them melt into his palm, narrowed his eyes slightly, and moved to Cang Ming: "Fake?"

Cang Ming pushed his hand back into his sleeve: "Fantasy is no different from reality to a certain extent, if you want to treat all of this as real, it doesn't matter."

Zhang Lanyu really didn't want to believe that these were all fake. After all, it would be a pity if such a beautiful thing was fake.

Zhang Lanyu looked at the only scenery in this world, that tall and beautiful old tree, occasionally refracted a ray of light from which direction, which dazzled people's eyes.

Zhang Lanyu stared at it carefully, the more he looked, the more familiar it became, and unconsciously he murmured, "Why do I feel like I've seen this tree before?"

Where have you seen it?It seems that it is not the same.

The memory emerges from the depths, and floats along the ocean current of thoughts to Zhang Lanyu's mouth. When he is about to blurt out, it seems that there is a layer of veil, which can be broken with a poke, but he can't see the answer behind the veil clearly. .

"What the hell is it?" This kind of scratchy feeling is uncomfortable.

Zhang Lanyu stared with wide eyes until he walked under the tree, watching Cang Ming brush away the white snow covering the ice coffin, revealing the silhouette of the figure inside.

Zhang Lanyu stared blankly at the inside of the ice coffin. Although he couldn't see the face of the person inside clearly, he could barely see the black robe, the extremely pale skin under the robe, and the A little bit, a very inconspicuous touch of red across the ice layer.

It's so small that you can't see it unless you look carefully, but it's the only color in this world, just like...

Like that painting!

Zhang Lanyu finally remembered that Cang Ming once said that he wanted to draw a portrait of him, but in the end he did not know where the little fairy came from.

In the ink painting on the handkerchief, the boy on the ancient tree has picturesque eyebrows, black and white tones, only the corners of the eyes are painted with bright red rouge, lightly dabbed on it, it turns into a finishing touch.

Zhang Lanyu took a few steps back, looking at the ancient tree, the ice coffin under the tree, and Cang Ming, who stood in front of the ice coffin in a pink dress and dressed as a woman.

Snow fell on the jet-black long hair, and was lifted by the wind blowing from nowhere, and the pink and white gauze was fluttering...

Zhang Lanyu's nose was sour, and he felt extremely uncomfortable.

Cang Ming noticed Zhang Lanyu's strangeness, and turned his head to look at him in surprise: "What's wrong? But it's too cold here?"

of course not!

It's just that Zhang Lanyu didn't make a sound. When he mentioned the cold, he realized that it was a world of ice and snow that was covered with snow all over the sky. It didn't seem very cold here. Light, soft, almost imperceptible airflow.

Zhang Lanyu remembered that this place seemed to be the next door to the leader, and guessed that maybe the breath from the formation from the next door had leaked in, since it was so close after all.

Walking to Cang Ming's side again, Zhang Lanyu stared at the person inside the ice coffin, completely disliked this hurtful person from his family Ah Ming.

After staring at him for a while, Zhang Lanyu tugged Cang Ming's sleeve lightly, pursed his lips, and asked, "Is he your brother? Is he related by blood?"

Cang Ming looked down at that slender and beautiful hand, looked up along the white and tender wrist that was exposed, and finally stopped on Zhang Lanyu's eyes.

Zhang Lanyu looked away embarrassingly: "Why, what, isn't it?"

Cang Ming took a step forward, Zhang Lanyu took a step back subconsciously.

Cang Ming squinted his eyes, snowflakes fell on his eyelashes, condensed into water droplets hanging on them, like tears.

He raised his hand and put it on Zhang Lanyu's waist, holding it so that no one would run away, and he got closer, the distance between the two bodies could only fit one finger.

Cang Ming approached slowly, and breathed warmly on Zhang Lanyu's neck: "Could it be that my husband is jealous?"

He glanced sideways at the ice coffin, with an unknown smile in his tone: "Is it my brother's vinegar?"

Zhang Lanyu didn't feel cold anymore, and his face was hot: "Who, who is jealous? Don't talk nonsense."

Seeing that Zhang Lanyu's ears were turning red, Cang Ming stopped teasing him and answered Zhang Lanyu's previous question: "Of course he is my elder brother, he is related by blood."

As if afraid that Zhang Lanyu would still be uneasy, he explained: "Don't worry, I don't have that kind of thought for him, it's just that during a certain period of time when I was young, he was... the only memory I would like to keep."

Talking about Cang Ming's childhood, Zhang Lanyu's heart ached so badly, secretly annoyed that he had eaten so much vinegar, he raised his hand and hugged him into his arms.

Deliberately emphasized: "I'm not jealous."

After speaking, I felt that the person in my arms was really comfortable, soft and warm.

Cang Ming's figure is still a woman's slender and exquisite, although she is not short, but in front of a tall man, she looks a little smaller in comparison.

Zhang Lanyu hugged him, feeling just right.

"By the way, I said I would scold you for you." Zhang Lanyu let go of Cang Ming, turned around and stood in front of the ice coffin, staring at the people inside, his eyes condensed.

After staring at it for a long time, Zhang Lanyu found that he couldn't find any words to swear, blushed, and finally uttered four words forcefully: "You bastard!"

After opening his mouth, he let go. Zhang Lanyu cursed endlessly, but actually repeated two or three words upside down: "Bastard! It's so hateful! It's not a thing!"

Zhang Lanyu's mouth was dry with scolding, the wind and snow poured into his mouth, and his throat hurt a little.

Cang Ming watched from the side, caught a glimpse of Zhang Lanyu's red ears from the cold, stepped forward to cover him with his hand: "Is it cold?"

Zhang Lanyu seemed to have been teased to the tip of his heart. Seeing Ah Ming's beautiful eyes, his heart beat a few beats faster. He lowered his head slightly, rubbed his face, and nodded, "It's cold."

"Let's go!"

Zhang Lanyu also stretched out his hand to cover Cang Ming's ears, but the touch/hand was warm, not as cold as ice like his own: "Isn't Ah Ming cold?"

"not cold."

"why?"

"Physical special."

The voices of the two were swept away by the icy cold air in the underground palace, and gradually disappeared.

The two walked from another exit of the underground palace, and outside was the forbidden area of ​​Tiansheng Sect.

The sun was shining brightly in the sky, Zhang Lanyu subconsciously squinted his eyes, and raised his hands to block the glare of the sun above his head.

Suddenly, he saw a butterfly flying out from under Cang Ming's hair through his fingers, its eyes dazzled beautifully.

Cang Ming took off Zhang Lanyu's heavy cloak and held it in his arms: "Let's go, follow the butterfly Gu."

……

In the quiet underground palace, a small silver snake stopped outside a door, swam around a few times and found that it couldn't get in, so it vomited a snake letter.

It turned and left, out of the underground palace.

After a long time, the four of them followed the little silver snake into this icy underground palace, and stood in the ice and snow fantasy world where Brother Cang Ming was frozen.

They were amazed at what they saw before them, and finally woke up with the reminder of the little snake.

The four of them walked under the ancient ice sculpture tree and carried away the ice coffin.

作者有话要说：今天双更，么么啾~感谢在2021-03-1223:53:57~2021-03-1514:34:32期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Peter Pan-flavored milkshake;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!