The whole comprehension world is fighting for vicious idiots

Yetan blinked, and looked at Zisang Junyan: "The Heavenly Book can be rewritten, and if you have rewritten it, so can others."

[Ah, I'm alive. 】Tianshu clutched his heart, 【However, only the master has rewritten it. 】

Yetan: Didn’t you say that you are [-] years old, and Zisang Junyan is only a hundred years old? If it was written by the master you followed before him?

【Hey, but I don't have the memory of other masters. 】

Zisang Junyan: "Master rewritten it?"

The inheritance of the Dao of Heaven originated from the master of Yu Luo Xiaotai, if there is an old master of the Heavenly Book, it should be him naturally.

Ye Tan: "I can't rule out this possibility. If you wrote before, 'After the military solution, the Heavenly Book doesn't remember Zisang Junyan', I won't have the memory of you rewriting the Heavenly Book."

Heavenly Book: […]

Zisang Junyan's voice was low and indifferent, without emotion: "If you write: Tianshu will restart if its owner is changed, and you will forget that you can transform?"

Tianshu was so frightened that he froze. What kind of ghost story were these two people telling: [I, I don't want to lose my sanity, and I don't want to follow Xuan Ye! 】

Yetan hesitated for a moment, then asked slowly: If he does this, does it count as poking my wound directly, can I say that it's rude?

Tianshu is indifferent: [It doesn't count.Count you poking my wound. 】

Zisang Junyan stared at Yetan: "How did you transform?"

Ye Tan: "Stained with your blood."

"It's been done before."

"There weren't as many before."

"Yes." Zisang Junyan said calmly.

Ye was stunned for a moment.

Tianshu: [It really happened, once the blood in the master's body was almost completely drained, and I didn't change shape.I was transformed with your blood on me. 】

Ye Tan frowned: But, I was really stained with his blood.

Ye Tan looked at Zisang Junyan with light eyes, the emerald-cold lake, boundless, clear and gentle: "It was because of you that I became transformed. Before that, you didn't die."

No one looked at Zisang Junyan that much.

Zisang Junyan's dark eyes were extremely quiet, and it was not the first time that he opened his eyes to look at a person because Tianshu wanted to kill someone.

What the mind sees is the essence of all things.

All things in life, there is only one road leading to the poles of life and death, in the middle is just a phantom of pedestrians wading in the river of forgetfulness, swimming in fog and ink on the riverside, and accidentally writing due to cause and effect.

Everyone has cause and effect, except Zisang Junyan.

That person was walking on the other side holding an umbrella, his face was very pale in color with ice and snow, his brows were ethereal, like a white Utan blooming under the cold moon with white dew.

At the moment when Tan Sheng was born, he was covered by the thin clouds of Wangchuan that seemed to exist, and he could only see two eyes.

One glance, holy, false.

The autumn water is clear and cold, and the pupils are pure and clear. They are just the reflections of the pedestrians wading through the water, wanting to cross but have nowhere to go.

A glance, gentle, decadent.

It seemed as if Linshui caught a glimpse of him in the river, his eyes were gentle and cold, careless as if the epiphyllum were about to fade away, as if polluted by the seven emotions and six desires in the world.

The red clothes are dark and colorful, and the muscles and bones are cold and clear.

Pedestrians on that road are constantly coming and going, wandering in confusion and confusion, crying and laughing, clinging or crazy.

Only he held an umbrella, walked through the crowd calmly, never stopped, and walked far ahead.

Not human, not ghost, not demon, not heaven.

……

The little panda stood on the ground, looking back and forth at them: [So, now it is...]

"twice."

Ye Tan: "Huh?"

Zisang Junyan said calmly, "I killed him twice. He is indeed dead."

Ye Tan looked at him, wondering how he was feeling.

But Zisang Junyan's face was calm, only a calm and indifferent expression: "Let's go."

Ye Tan: "You go first, I still have something to do, I will come later."

Zisang Junyan walked out without looking at him: "Yes."

It's as if it doesn't matter if he comes or not.

Ye Tan leaned on the fluffy red umbrella, looking at the clerk who had been watching him with a quiet smile with gray ghost pupils.

There was a ray of clarity and tranquility in Fei Leng's eyes, and he was no longer depressed.

That face that was always not interested and always empty at any time, after opening his eyes completely, that face without emotion, has a gentle and pure aura, just like the peaceful Daze in ancient times.

No force can stop and resist the boundless water.

Under such gazes, the ten thousand year old ghost official seemed to be really young and jerky as he looked on the outside.

Ye Tan looked at him: "Why, since just now, you have been...looking at me and smiling?"

"Ok?"

The young-looking scribe was slightly startled, as if stuck in old memories, unable to recover his senses, his smiling eyes slowly opened, and he was still looking at him, with a lonely face and warm gray eyes .

It is like the wet grass leaves growing underground in the early morning during Grain Rain, illuminated by the soft golden sun, giving them a soft and moist warmth.

Because of the long distance in time and space, when the warmth fell on the body, it was a little cool.

He still looked at Yetan and smiled, as if he didn't know it, and said gently: "Ah, I'm sorry, I was rude, young master. I don't know why I always feel happy in my heart when I see you, as if I have a kind face, but I can't think Get up, where have you seen it?"

Yetan looked at him quietly: "Well, maybe, it's similar to an old friend."

The clerk smiled, and the smile was a little quiet: "An old friend?"

He thought about it in confusion, but as he said, he couldn't remember many things, so he whispered a few words to himself, he didn't seem to have any close acquaintances.

Yetan looked at him quietly: "Reincarnation is not a bad thing. Staying in this kind of place for a long time will damage the soul. Didn't anyone tell you?"

The cause and effect of the book of life and death is more dangerous than Wangchuanshui.

"Ah, it's impossible." The clerk subconsciously smiled and shook his head, "If I leave, the young master will not find me when he comes back, and if he is reincarnated, he will forget the agreement."

Ye Tan seemed to be slightly stunned, his eyes remained silent: "What agreement?"

The scribe stood there stunned, his face was still that of a young and handsome scholar, and when he was not smiling, his brows and eyes looked lonely, but it seemed that it had been a long, long time: "I can't remember, it seems that there is no agreement. Maybe it has been fulfilled." It's over. I have nothing to worry about when I'm old, so I picked it up again and thought about it."

Ye Tan stared at him, like a gentle lake in the mountains and fields in spring: "Go and reincarnate."

The clerk who couldn't make it just now smiled and nodded this time: "Yes, good."

He smiled slightly with his eyes bent, as if he was young or very old: "The next time we meet in the world, if the young master sees the old man, it will be regarded as an old friend meeting, remember to say hello."

Ye Tan: "Well, definitely."

"Then you must remember it." The clerk said with a smile, and put the candle in his hand beside Yetan to illuminate his place, empty-handed, and slowly walked out of the Library Pavilion step by step.

Ye Tan quietly watched his figure disappear into the dark light and shadow.

Tianshu is careful even when breathing: [A 1-year-old ghost official will never be ordinary.There is his name in the book of heaven, and those whose names are written in the book of heaven have no chance of being reincarnated. 】

"Is it impossible to reincarnate?" Ye Tan calmly did not respond, the emotions in his eyes seemed to be drained.

【What is your relationship with that ghost official?Why did he agree to be reincarnated? 】

Ye Tan: "I just think he should go. Zisang Junyan is no longer a descendant of heaven, will he still be killed?"

[There is no master, but Xuan Ye.There is also Yu Luo Xiaotai.If the master didn't jump down to hell in time, someone stabbed him in the back. If there is no solution in hell, you will still be there.The person that Heaven wants to kill, there is always a way to make him die. 】

Ye Tan lightly propped his forehead with his fingers, he was always not interested or emotional, his expression was empty and sleepy, his expressionless and quiet was still energetic.

However, at this moment, I always feel like...like unhappy.

The Heavenly Book didn't know how to coax people, so the little panda stood up, holding a book in its paws, walked over and handed it to him: 【That ghost official's Heavenly Book page, do you want to read it?You see it. 】

The scroll unfolded.

[The gatekeeper of the Hell Collection Pavilion, a blind scholar, was a mortal scholar before his death.After his death, he was introduced into the ghost cultivator by word of mouth, and was once ranked among the top ten masters of Yu Luo Xiaotai.

Blind scholars are born blind and enjoy nothing but listening to people read.

After death, I just want to read all the books in the world.

When he first met Koukoukou, it was in a dilapidated bookstore.

If you want to see him every now and then, you just need to go to a place with books.

After the Xiaotai Rebellion, he was seriously injured and lost his trace. He was exiled in the mansion and lost his memory. As an ordinary ghost official, he voluntarily guarded the life and death book on the No. 19 floor of hell. 】

Tianshu whispered: 【So he couldn't see it?Then how did he know more than the heavenly scriptures?I don't know what he said. 】

Ye Tan's expression was very light: "Well, it's really strange. What is that mouth? Is it the blank space after you shed your hair?"

Tianshu was ashamed and fierce: 【It's not blank, it's something that the Dao of Heaven doesn't show!I don't shed hair!rude! 】

Ye Tan gently closed the second half of the book——

【"I have read all kinds of books. If the young master wants to know, no matter when you ask me, Xiaosheng can answer it."

"When will you reincarnate?" But that person asked such a question, looked at him and said with a smile, "There are many, many beautiful books in the world, and there are many things other than books."

The blind scholar bent his gray eyes and smiled: "Wait until the young master doesn't need me..."

The man just looked at him with a smile, his eyes were gentle.

Like the leaves of grass in the early morning of spring, illuminated by the soft golden sun, it is gentle and warm.

The blind scholar was just a young scholar at that time, his soul was as young as his appearance, and he nodded jerky: "Next time, next time we meet, I will go."

But how could he not know that it was the last meeting. 】

……

With his back to them, Zisang Junyan waited quietly outside the door on the outermost floor of Zangshu Pavilion.

Ye Tan walked over with an umbrella in his hand, and every step that Xue Shi took with his bare feet, there was a flash of epiphyllum blooming in an instant.

Despite this, He became smaller again and sat on Zisang Junyan's shoulders.

Tianshu also became smaller and jumped into Yetan's arms and sat down.

"Let's go."

When they went out, they didn't see any ghost cultivators.

Until they walked out of the [-]th floor of hell, there was no attack to stop them all the way.

Tianshu remembered what happened just now: 【Why didn't you ask the master directly, why did you kill your own father?If you ask if he killed it, just ask me. 】

Ye Tan: It's not that you said that when you meet for the first time, you can't directly poke someone's scar, it's rude.To detour.

Tianshu suffocated: 【Do you think it's polite for you to ask like that? 】

Ye Tan: ...

Zisang Junyan stopped in his footsteps.

At the entrance square of the [-]th floor of hell, there is a dense area of ​​ghost cultivators in the underworld.

The ghost cultivator standing at the front is dressed in the imperial crown uniform of the emperor of the underworld.

There are thousands of ghosts in the underworld, and the array of Yin soldiers.

Zisang Junyan had no emotion on his face and was indifferent.

It looked like another battle.

The ghosts and gods standing in the front suddenly cupped their hands and bowed in salute.

Behind him, countless ghost officials knelt down and worshiped.

The five emperors greeted each other, and all the gods paid homage.

"Please respect the Lord and enter reincarnation!"

"Please honor the Lord and enter reincarnation!"

"Please honor the Lord to put the common people in the world as the most important thing, and don't destroy the order of the world!"

"Please respect the Lord and remember that life is not easy."

"Please send soldiers into reincarnation!"

Ye Tan narrowed his eyes and watched quietly.

Is it because I can't beat him again and again, so I have to respectfully beg him to die?

but--

Yetan: Do they know that people whose names are written in the heavenly book have no reincarnation?

Tianshu was not surprised, and said in a childish voice: [I knew it would be like this.The person that heaven wants to kill, there is always a way to make him die. 】