Hot as China, cold as snow

Cang Qiong Mountain is very cold, but when you walk into the barrier of the Ziwei Clan, you can't feel that cold. Liu Moran smiled when he saw the familiar Danlan lotus all over the mountain.This return must be the beginning of a new life.

Yuan Ai took the lead, apologizing to Liu Moran on behalf of all the Ziwei clan, and said: "Since the ancestral members of the Ziwei clan have returned, in order to better build the Ziwei clan, it is time to hand over the rights to you. I hope you will ignore the past, Let the Ziwei clan go through the most dangerous moment. Now it is the world for you young people, and the old woman is old." Elder Yuan Ai's tone was a little loose: "It is not the same thing to keep the body of the patriarch Su Heng like this. You can consider moving Wuyin Mountain. Xiyuan, how do you think about this? When will it be done?"

Xi Yuan smiled and nodded at Elder Yuan Ai, and said to Liu Moran in a blink of an eye: "I think you should be clear about the funeral customs of the Ziwei clan. The patriarchs of the past generations and those who have made great contributions to the Ziwei clan must be buried in Wuyin Mountain. .”

Liu Moran nodded: "The patriarch has passed away for a long time, so he should go to the ground as soon as possible."

Yuan Ai breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, choose an auspicious day, and we will set off to escort the coffin to Wuyin Mountain."

"However, I'm a little worried."

Elder Yuan Ai waved his hand and said, "What are you worried about? Don't worry if you don't need to worry about it. Everything will be handled by Xiyuan."

Liu Muran raised his eyebrows and looked at Xiyuan, Xiyuan smiled calmly: "It's nothing. I know what you are worried about. This trip to Wuyin Mountain is a long way away. Yuan Ai is old, so he will stay in the The clan is in charge of the overall situation. I will go with you, and you will preside over the burial of the patriarch, just pick some young and strong people."

"Yes, I am very relieved to have Xiyuan going with you, old woman. You don't have to worry about the Ziwei clan of Cangqiong Mountain. Xiyuan has already signed a treaty with Ming Yan of 'Ming'. Although Ghost Eater has great ambitions, but I, Yuan Ai, sit in the town, and the hall master Leng Xuanren of "Ming" outside is helping me. Forgive Ghost Eater, he dare not take any action. It is this Suhe that makes me very worried. If I didn't listen to the villain, there would be no I noticed earlier the internal and external collusion of the Tong brothers, how could Su He, who was such a good child before, defected to the Ghost Eater in Yunnan, and now, hey!"

Liu Moran was stunned when he heard this, so he could only comfort Elder Yuan Ai who was still complaining about himself: "What does it have to do with you, everyone has their own ambitions, and no one in the whole clan has seen the ambitions of brothers Tong Yao and Tong Shen, so don't you You underestimate yourself." Yuan Ai walked away with a sigh while leaning on a dragon head crutch.

Only then did Liu Moran look at Xi Yuan suspiciously, Xi Yuan smiled mysteriously: "What am I doing then?"

"Leng Xuanyan and you? When did we get in touch so closely?"

"When you didn't know." Xiyuan pretended to be mysterious and didn't answer directly: "This is all thanks to Leng Xuanyan, who won a lot of privileges in front of Mingyan. You have to thank him when the time comes. "

Xiyuan stopped joking: "Come back to business, Elder Yuan Ai has spent his whole life for the Ziwei clan, no matter what he does, he only thinks of the interests of the Ziwei clan, so I offended you a lot before, please don't hold grudges."

Liu Moran rolled his eyes: "Do you think I am that kind of person? I still admire a loyal person like Elder Yuan Ai. In that space, I have met people who I thought were as loyal as Elder Yuan Ai , his name is Sima Yuerong, he is an old man who can do anything for Leng Xuanren, he is an admirable person, you must never imagine it."

"In the past, I may believe that you would not bear grudges against others, but after going through this life after life, can you still keep your heart unchanged?"

"Xiyuan, you haven't let go of the past. I am me. Don't compare me with Lan Linghu. I, Liu Moran, only know that everything I do is worthy of my heart. By the way, Qu Wu and Hua Xina? "

"This is one of the best decisions you made. Qu Wu likes this place very much. He is playing with Hua Xi outside."

"I feel at ease when he stays here. I can do what I want to do without any worries. This is also one of the benefits of returning to the Ziwei clan."

"By the way, how much do you remember?" Xiyuan pointed to his head and asked Liu Moran.

"Who are you referring to? What about other lifetimes?" Liu Moran smiled wryly: "I don't remember most of the details."

"I mean the sapphire flute!" Xi Yuan reminded.

"I still want to ask! How did this flute become the secret treasure of the Ziwei clan? I remember that it seems to have no mystery, only ideas. This flute seems to be given to me by someone. Sadness, he also taught me the song "Battle of War", who is he? Do you know Xiyuan? Who is he? Yes, is it offshore?" Liu Moran took out the sapphire flute and looked around, a little confused , with some hesitation.

"I want to go, but it seems that I have to teach you how to open the sapphire flute." Xiyuan took the sapphire flute from Liu Moran's hand: "You played 'Zhan Shang' very successfully, when you played 'Zhan Shang' , You should feel its peculiarity! Only when your heart is full of two emotions when you play it will it resonate, one is 'guardian', and the other is 'fighting spirit'. Those who are full of killings are full of killings. If you use it well, you can save people from fire and water. If you don’t use it well, let alone go crazy, you will also implicate others." Xiyuan returned the sapphire flute to Liu Moran: "That's all the words, how much do you think about it?" Think about it."

Xiyuan stopped the topic: "Elder Yuan Ai is impatient. It is estimated that within three or two days, the auspicious day will be selected. Before the official departure, I have to teach you the etiquette. You must memorize the rhetoric during the sacrifice. You must learn to dance the sacrificial ritual. The procedure of the burial and the length of time are also up to you."

Liu Moran always felt that Xi Yuan, who said these words, was smiling maliciously: "Isn't the Ziwei clan in charge of sacrifices? Isn't there a high priest? Why should I be in charge of the entire burial?"

Xiyuan made a surprised expression: "You don't know! It is well known that you are an ancestral member of the Ziwei clan, but the etiquette process cannot be omitted. Considering that there have been many major events in the Ziwei clan in recent years, it is up to you If you come to preside over the burial, it can be regarded as the transfer of power to you, so that you can be justified. Speaking of which, the high priest who has been seen by the Ziwei clan for thousands of years seems to be from Xiyuan, so I will teach you."

Liu Moran felt more and more that Xi Yuan's smile was cunning, why didn't he notice it before: "I just said how convincing you are in the Ziwei clan. It turns out that you are the high priest. No wonder Elder Yuan Ai also gave you three points. This Wuyin Mountain, I'm really looking forward to it."

Xiyuan raised his eyes, and looked at Liu Moran firmly: "Don't just expect it, I have one more point, I'm not sure. In that time and space, you have been to Wuyin Mountain, and you were successfully poisoned by the 'Luochen' poison." , although the poison was detoxified afterwards, but up to now, there are still residual toxins in your body."

"Didn't you say that you will take the antidote before going to Wuyin Mountain? If so, there is an antidote. You can't take it for me."

"It's so simple, those medicines are effective if you take them before you get 'fallen dust', but you are different, you have toxins in your body, so you don't know if it will work after taking the antidote. What's more, then Although it is said to be an antidote, I don’t know how the composition of the medicine is effective against the poison of ‘falling dust’.” Xi Yuan pondered: The medicine is very common, and it only has the effect of detoxification, except for the antidote formula There is Danlan lotus, the substitute of Xueyu demon lotus, and other medicines have the ability to solve "Luochen"!Maybe there is no special antidote for 'falling dust' in this world.

"Xiyuan, are you free? Don't worry about it, and be careful about hair loss. Sometimes in life, there must be something, and there is no time in life. Don't force it. Maybe go to Wuyin Mountain again, and the remaining poison on my body will be cured .”

"However, there is a second situation, you use a human body,"

Liu Moran folded his hands in front of his chest, turned his back to Xiyuan, looked out the window, and interrupted Xiyuan: "There is no second situation." Even if there is, you must achieve the ultimate in the life you can control, for the sake of the Ziwei clan , for Leng Xuanren.

The bamboo ruler in Xiyuan's hand stretched out very long, and he raised his hand to hit Liu Moran's calf: "Stand up with your right leg, raise your left leg a little higher, point your toes down, and press down a little bit, The hand is too stiff, that's right, that's right, that hand is raised, how can you do it like this, on the official day, you will weigh dozens of catties with only the clothes on, how can you dance well."

Liu Moran dared not speak out, but could only stare angrily, repeating the actions instructed by Xiyuan over and over again.Xiyuan thought accurately, the day was getting closer and closer, looking at the situation outside who was busy preparing to set off, coupled with Xiyuan's verbal attack, really made Liu Moran a little nervous.Now Liu Moran memorizes his lines when he has time, and thinks about the process when he has nothing to do, for fear of making any mistakes.

Fortunately, when they set off, all the people selected for the funeral wore black clothes with purple crape myrtle flowers embroidered on the chest.Even Xi Yuan, who likes simplicity and elegance, is no exception, wearing a big black robe embroidered with purple crape myrtle flowers.Liu Moran was really relieved that he didn't let Liu Moran wear those dozens of catties of clothes.

Everyone carried the coffin to the exit of the Ziwei Clan's enchantment in Cangqiong Mountain, and the clansmen surrounded them. There were many people but it was very quiet. Yuan Ai said a sad line of remembrance in front of the clansmen, and then chanted a spell-like language. Mo Ran just sounds familiar, but he doesn't understand the meaning. A few days ago, Xi Yuan forcefully asked him to memorize such words.

Next, there were ten girls in Ziwei costumes, each holding a tray with the so-called 'Luochen' antidote pills on the tray.Those young girls walked past each strong man who was selected for funeral one by one, and handed them the medicine, which they mixed with lavender water and pills and swallowed.After handing it to Liu Moran, Liu Moran frowned and took the pill. The water was very astringent, but it also had a faint scent of crape myrtle. I heard that the water was made from snow water on Cangqiong Mountain, and it was mixed with crape myrtle. Harmonized.

Liu Moran was very curious, how a clean person like Xiyuan could calmly drink this strange color and taste of water, he squinted, Xiyuan seemed to see what he was thinking, and did not look at him, just looked up at the water After taking the pill, he said in a low voice: "The water in Cangqiong Mountain is the cleanest thing in the world, and the crape myrtle flower is the most loving in the world, and the main ingredient in this pill is Dan Lanlian. Also excellent."

The water on the Cangqiong Mountain, the Danlan lotus, a variant of the snowy demon lotus, and the flowers of the crape myrtle family always seem to appear around Liu Mo.

Xiyuan pushed him, Liu Muran came back to his senses, looked at Xiyuan, Xiyuan meant that it was his turn, Liu Muran looked around, and at some point, everyone bowed their heads in prayer.Liu Moran took a deep breath, and shouted out a high voice from his chest: "Get up."

The people dressed in black who were chosen to go to the funeral shouted together neatly: "Get up." The voice was thick and straight to the soul, leading the way to the resting place for wandering souls who could not find their way.

(Note: The article is purely made up. I don’t understand medicine, sacrifice, and funeral etiquette culture.)