It's not good to be a priest of heaven

The two left Beidou Tiangong, and Chu Ci casually transformed into a paper crane.Although the paper crane is made of paper, it has a lot of spirituality. As soon as it melts, it starts to chirp and call, and rubs its forehead against the back of Chu Ci's hand affectionately.

Chu Ci patted it on the head, "Don't make trouble, take us to Qiushan."

The paper crane tilted its neck, blinked its red eyes, and finally seemed to understand what its master meant, and nodded again.

Liyang watched in amazement. In ancient times, a little beans made soldiers, but now they turn paper into cranes.However, to be able to conjure up such a paper crane comparable to living things, it seems that Chu Ci's cultivation has indeed reached the pinnacle.

Sitting on the back of the paper crane, Li Yang touched the white feathers of the paper crane, and said curiously: "When did you raise such a magic weapon, didn't you always say 'the sword is the head of a hundred soldiers' before, and only have one in this life? Is the saber enough?"

Chu Ci was not at all embarrassed by being teased, and still said calmly: "Linfeng is different."

Liyang said: "Linfeng, a good name."

Although Linfeng is a magic weapon raised by Chu Ci, it does not have the slightest aloofness from its master. When someone praises its name, it is very happy. It just bleats twice, and then it circles and soars upwards. Breaking through the clouds, he rushed directly into the aurora in the Nine Heavens.

The aurora is magnificent, brilliant and changeable, and the Liyang party walked through it, only feeling the beauty.

Qiushan is located in a deep forest surrounded by clouds and mist.The mountains here are beautiful, the air is fresh, and there is no one there all year round. It is an absolutely quiet place.

It should have been a pleasant and beautiful scenery, but what is incompatible with this boundless scenery is the tombstones.At a glance, there are hundreds of tombstones. Some of the tombstones are old and have been baptized by wind and rain, and the handwriting is obviously mottled.

Liyang stood in the deep forest, staring at the group of tombstones in front of him, he couldn't move even half a step.

Chu Ci pushed him from behind, "Go forward."

Pushed by him, Liyang staggered a step forward, but finally had the courage to take the first step forward.

Here, the burials are all members of the Qilin clan. When the uprising failed, hundreds of lives of the Qilin clan were buried by him. He is a sinner of the Qilin clan. His hands are covered with blood, including the blood of his enemies and the blood of his relatives... …

Cruel, however, is the truth.

He walked heavily to the group of tombstones, but before he could speak, his eyes turned red.

At the front of the group of tombstones, his father, mother, and his most beloved sister were buried respectively.

He squatted down and reached out to touch the cold and hard stone tablet——

"Father, mother, sister, Liyang is back..."

People who used to be so lively, time has changed, and Yin and Yang are separated.

The mother who passed away long ago, the father who was tortured to death, the sister who could not bear the humiliation and resolutely committed suicide, and the nephew who was not born in time...all of them were like knives pierced in his heart, suffocating with pain.

Liyang sat with his back against his sister’s tombstone, his eyes closed, and the sounds of wind, leaves, and birdsong around him seemed to bring him back to that old time 1000 years ago, that beautiful moment——

Sister Li Qingle knocked on Liyang's head, put her hands on her hips, and her beautiful eyes were full of anger, "Liyang, don't think that I don't know the little girl in your heart, let me tell you, no matter how ignorant you are, you are so waste Studies, before my father scolds you, I will teach you a lesson first."

Li Yang rubbed her knocked head, and lazily said: "Sister, you have to be happy to be happy in life, why are you always obsessed with these so-called studies?"

Li Qingle said: "Don't talk about such nonsense to me, you are the eldest son of the Qilin God Clan, and you will be responsible for the rise and fall of the entire Qilin God Clan in the future. If you don't learn well, how can father rest assured that the Qilin Clan will be handed over to you in the future. "

Liyang tilted his head and said with a giggle, "Isn't there Liqing?"

Li Qingle stared at him and said: "Liqing, Liqing, you know Liqing, you as an older brother don't set an example for him, but you expect your younger brother to be an example for you!"

Seeing her worried look, Li Yang couldn't help but solemnly said: "Sister, don't worry, our two brothers will definitely make the Qilin God Clan stand up for thousands of years!"

Li Qingle rubbed her eyebrows with a headache and said, "I believe in your evil."

Liyang looked at her sister's angry but soft-hearted look, and she couldn't help but smile heartlessly.

His mother was weak, and died of illness shortly after giving birth to his younger brother, Liqing. His father was busy with government affairs, so it was inevitable that he neglected to take care of the two young brothers, Liyang and Liqing. In Liyang's memory, his elder sister fully assumed the role of mother and gave him and his younger brother the missing maternal love.Therefore, he respects this sister very much. If anyone dares to tell her sister that he is not at all, he will charge up with a knife and fight to the death.

As soon as Li Qingle saw Li Yang smiling, she wished to whip him like a spinning top. What kind of evil did she do for such a troublesome younger brother, and said angrily: "Smile and laugh, you know how to laugh."

Liyang had no choice but to ask for help from his brother-in-law Luo Ping, "Brother-in-law, you don't care if your wife is so fierce."

Li Qingle heard the words and touched Luo Ping, Luo Ping immediately doggedly said: "My daughter-in-law has always been gentle, not fierce, not fierce at all~"

Liyang looks at the sky without words, others are husbands and women who follow, but they are just the opposite, women sing and husbands follow.

……

When the cold raindrops fell on Liyang's face, he was pulled back from that pleasant time.He slowly opened his eyes, and a white oil-paper umbrella was opened above his head at the right time, covering him tightly.

Opening an umbrella, Chu Ci knelt down in front of him, holding a bottle of wine in a white porcelain bottle, and handed him the bottle as soon as he stretched out his hand, "Du Kang, do you want a drink?"

Li Yang sat up a little bit, took the wine bottle from him, and smiled on his lips, "How can you relieve your worries? Only Du Kang. Drink."

Chu Ci put the umbrella on top of their heads and sat down next to Liyang.

Li Yang tilted his head and looked at him, and said, "Didn't you have a severe obsession with cleanliness before? You dare to sit on the ground in this heavy rain, so you won't be afraid of being covered in mud later?"

Chu Ci took a bottle of Dukang wine in his hand, pulled out the cork, and replied, "It's okay."

Liyang looked at him with raised eyebrows, as if he didn't know this person, obviously this guy loved cleanliness 12 times before, to what extent did he love cleanliness?As long as someone dares to smear a little bit of mark on his immaculate white clothes, he will immediately beat you with a long sword until you kneel down and beg for mercy and apologize repeatedly.

But now he is still the same person, not only sitting on the ground, but also saying "It's okay" for the first time, it's been a long time, Liyang can't help but sigh, this always upright and stubborn Big Dipper Lord will also be changed one day.

Chu Ci took a sip of the wine with the bottle, and wiped the liquid from his lips with his sleeve after drinking. Liyang looked sideways at Chu Ci's movements, as if he had discovered a new world.