Xianjun has a disaster

Walking through the long mountain road, the end is the road that the three of them walked together last night.It's just that yesterday, it was still such a long street full of traffic and people, but now it looks inexplicably dead and depressed.

The stage that was bustling last night is still standing on both sides of the Qingshiban Road, but it has long been silent and no one is there, and the audience is even more empty.

Only occasionally, in the corners of certain stages, some motionless puppets with rigid faces leaning on the dilapidated cages, I don’t know if the troupe was too hasty last night and forgot to take them away, or According to the usual practice, such dilapidated things do not need to be cleaned up.

It was too early and there was no one around.

This long street and this stage are vaguely still the same as yesterday, but they have lost the cover of the night, and completely lost the noisy and almost psychedelic ambiance of last night.

Ji Xueting was walking on the stone road, his eyes fell on the side of the road thoughtfully.Every stage he passed by seemed dull in color and extremely worn out. Even the puppets and scattered props seemed to have been exposed to the sun and rain for a long time, exuding a heavy dead air.

His footsteps are usually light, but at this moment the city is so quiet that the sound of his footsteps seems to stir up hollow echoes.

Involuntarily, the formation in Ji Xueting's body slowly circulated, and he spontaneously became alert.And once he was so concentrated, he felt that the presence of the person behind him became stronger.

Weak, ordinary, with a mortal aura that would dissipate after a while in the world of mortals, Ji Xueting had already carefully investigated Yan Ke's identity when he rescued the young man in the mandrill cave.After that, intentionally or unintentionally, I confirmed it over and over again.

That is indeed an ordinary mortal.

however……

Ji Xueting suddenly slowed down, turned his head and glanced behind him.

Yan Ke was looking straight at him, caught off guard and looked at last Ji Xueting, and suddenly seemed to forget to breathe, the whole person was stuck in place for an instant, and even the tips of his ears were red.

Ji Xueting smiled slightly, then stretched out his hand, and asked: "Once there is no one on this street, it will look very strange. Are you afraid? If you are afraid, I will lead you along?"

"Brother Xue Ting, I...I..."

Yan Ke was instantly dumbfounded.

"Cough, cough, cough—"

Behind Yan Ke, Lu Ren covered his face with his hands and let out a particularly blunt cough.

The smile on Ji Xueting's face remained unchanged, as if he didn't hear it.

No one knows that at this moment, he is feeling a slight throbbing in his body——

pounding.

pounding.

pounding.

It's really a deer bumping around, and my heart is beating like a beating.

However, Ji Xueting's current body is nothing more than a man-made puppet, and his chest has been silent for thousands of years. Such enthusiastic emotions and reactions could not belong to him at all, but came from the person in front of him.

But after one night's work, he could suddenly feel the tenderness in Yan Ke's heart...

This is a bit... strange.

A thought faintly appeared in Ji Xueting's mind, but he didn't express it.

On the other side, Yan Ke stayed there, obviously so happy that she was about to go stupid, but faced with Ji Xueting's proposal, she still shook her head stiffly.

"Do not bother."

He whispered.

Just as Ji Xueting was about to stop, he felt a piercing grief ripple in his heart.

Under the dull pain, Ji Xueting almost changed his face, and the way he looked at Yan Ke suddenly became complicated.He really didn't understand that he was just probing a little bit, but this young man didn't know what to think, so sad and self-sufficient, the emotion was so strong that even Ji Xueting, who was only aware of it, felt a little unbearable.

In this way, Ji Xueting was too lazy to bother, and simply grabbed Yan Ke directly.

"What trouble is not troublesome, just take you back, don't think so much."

He originally thought that Yan Ke was so sad before, maybe he would break away from his hand, but he didn't expect that as soon as he held Yan Ke, the latter immediately grabbed his palm with such strength that it seemed like Afraid that Ji Xueting would slip away from him directly.

"Cough cough cough-"

Lu Ren suddenly coughed dryly behind them again.

Ji Xueting turned around: "Friend Lu Xian, but Qingzhou's spiritual energy is too thin, hurting your foundation? I still have some pills with me, I will find them for you to take when I return to the City Lord's Mansion?"

Lu Ren's cough stopped immediately.

Ji Xueting smiled, turned her head and took Yan Ke's hand, and walked with him through the long, quiet street.

The world was silent, for a moment, it seemed that only Ji Xueting and the boy holding his hand were left in this world.

Perhaps it was because he had sensed fresh human emotions from the boy beside him for a long time, and a vague fragment of memory flashed across Ji Xueting's mind.

It seems that a long time ago, he was also a young man who had just begun to fall in love. He forcibly suppressed his chest and was almost overflowing with joy, blushing, and let someone hold his hand and walked for a while.

Strangely, after a thousand years, Ji Xueting found out where the two of them walked together, and why he held hands with that person, he could no longer remember.On the contrary, the young man's ignorant and sour thoughts are extremely clear.

I only hope that the road at that time can be a little longer... so long that he and that person can hold hands and walk until they turn white.

It's just that I can't remember for a long time, at the end of that section of the road, who let go of whose hand first.

……

Inexplicably, Ji Xueting felt a slight pain in his heart again - it was not caused by the young man beside him.

Ji Xueting hastily used his divine luck to relieve the dull pain in his chest, and when he raised his head again, the three of them had arrived in front of the City Lord's Mansion in Yingcheng.

Ji Xueting was still holding the bloody ghost's head in his other hand, and the soldiers guarding the gate were startled when they saw his appearance, and almost turned their swords at him in nervousness.Ji Xueting quickly wiped away the inexplicable random thoughts in his heart, and focused on this serious matter.

Coincidentally, he was about to explain that an old butler with a goatee had already run out of the gate of the City Lord's Mansion. Seeing Ji Xueting and the others seemed to have seen a savior, he hurriedly opened the gatekeeper and invited them in.

"Hey, Chief Immortal Ji, Chief Immortal Lu, you guys are back! The city lord has been waiting for you all night! If you don't come back, he might have to send troops to save people—oh, Immortal Elder, the thing in your hand is—”

Just as he was speaking, the old housekeeper glanced at the head of the ghost, and almost fell to the ground.

"Oh, this one, it's a monster. I'm going to show it to your city lord?"

Seeing that the old man's face turned pale, Ji Xueting touched his nose, raised the object in his hand and shook it in mid-air, and then explained calmly.

……

A moment later, Ji Xueting sat firmly in Han Ying's study holding the sword.

The ghost head was placed on the table, and the blood stains that got in the way had been wiped clean by the courageous attendant, and then placed on an ebony tray before being placed on Han Ying's reluctance.

It's just that even after such modifications, the head still looks distorted and painful, very penetrating.

Han Ying's arm was still wrapped with a bandage, probably because he hadn't slept all night after being injured, and he looked very bleak at this time.

His tired eyes rested on the head of the ghost for a moment. As a perennial monster hunter, he naturally would not be afraid of such monster wreckage. The monster that got out of control outside the city gate was even worse.

"Mountain Temple? You mean, it has been entrenched in the Mountain Temple?! Is it the one that set up the trap?"

"I don't know where it nested before, let alone how it occupied the mountain temple and attacked us with hallucinations and puppets." Ji Xueting rested his chin on one hand and flexed his fingers on the scabbard with the other. After playing a few times, "the only thing I can be sure of is one thing——Yanyan, the sword energy you used to protect the city seems a bit ineffective."

Otherwise, it would not be possible for such a vicious and long-time demon to enter the city.

Hearing this sentence, Han Ying unconsciously clenched the empty scabbard at her waist, and with a little force, blood oozes from the previously injured arm in an instant.

"This is impossible." He said slowly, "With my sword as the foundation of the city, the whole city is under the range of my sword intent, and the formation of the city defense can be driven according to my will. If it is true There are monsters sneaking in, I can detect it immediately!"

"Oh, I'm afraid there are other key points in it, I haven't found out yet."

When Ji Xueting heard this, he lowered his eyes.

Hearing this whisper, Han Ying suddenly turned to look at him.

"You doubt me?"

he asked suddenly.

Ji Xueting was stunned, and then put on his usual kindness and sincerity on his face: "Of course not, you are Han Ying, who is not even willing to seal the sword for the sake of this city—"

"You doubt me."

Han Ying looked straight at Ji Xueting, and repeated the words just now.

Only this time there was no longer any doubt in his words.

Ji Xueting let out a haha, groaning inwardly, not seeing each other for 20 years, he obviously felt that the person in front of him had already smoothed out the edges and corners and became much smoother and more stable, but he didn't expect that at this time, he showed the reckless and straightforward look back then Temperament comes.

"Well, you think too much, I actually..."

Ji Xueting let out a haha ​​and was about to change the subject, when Han Yingpian interrupted him again: "20 years ago, you took me to travel around the world and taught me the truth. Intrigues, hypocrisy and deception are really ridiculous and boring."

Having said this, Han Ying suddenly took a step forward, approaching Ji Xueting.

"Why, it's only been 20 years, and the relationship between you and me is going to be so boring?"

Now that the matter has come to this point, Ji Xueting naturally can't fool around anymore.He changed his posture and sat upright, facing Han Ying.

"That's right, I did think you were very suspicious before," Ji Xueting said honestly, "Especially after I entered the city and visited the mountain temple at night, I felt more and more foggy about you. After all, with With your experience and intelligence, you should not be unaware that allowing the people of Yingcheng to worship a sky god with such fanfare may attract evil things to invade the throne. You love the people of Qingzhou so much, but on the one hand you allow this kind of thing to happen , Well, Yanyan, tell yourself, isn't this a contradiction?"

"I……"

"Moreover, Mount Ying is very important, and there is a seal that can extract most of Qingzhou's spiritual energy. If I remember correctly, the heavens have already issued an order that mortals are not allowed to trespass on Mount Ying. Of course, this matter has been going on for a long time, and it is indeed true today. No one knows, and the heavens don't seem to care about it, but... since you want to build a city, why did you build this city at the foot of Mount Ying? You are not an ordinary person who can't wait for immortal affairs, you should have known, Mount Ying There is no god, but you still want to set up a mountain temple in Yingcheng? Many of these things really confuse me, even if I doubt you, it is actually quite natural, isn't it? Yanyan."

After Ji Xueting finished speaking, he looked at Han Ying sincerely, waiting for him to explain.

But Han Ying just looked at him quietly and remained silent for a long time.

Ji Xueting just looked at Han Ying's eyes that were no longer as clear as they used to be, a little bit of anger ignited.

"Brother Ji, do you still remember how you taught me back then?"

He asked softly, one word at a time.

"It was you who told me that when a man lives in the world, he should be a hero"

Ji Xueting couldn't help but startled.

Han Ying murmured: "Ren, what is evil for the body is the most urgent thing for adults." After a pause, he suddenly said, "You also said that you should follow the sage's words, rub your head and let your heels go to benefit the world. "

"Also...you must believe your words, you must follow through on your deeds, and you must keep your promises."

"If you don't love your body, you will go to the plight of a scholar."

Ji Xueting finished speaking for him softly.

Then he stared blankly at Han Ying's now tired, thin and old cheeks, and sighed: "Yes, it is indeed I who told you."

It's just that he taught like that back then, purely because the young and frivolous Han Ying acted to extremes, and his sword took a slanted edge. At best it sounds like youthful determination, at worst it's really lawlessness.

The young master of the Han family is too rebellious, and Ji Xueting couldn't help but have a headache when he was with him for a few years, knowing that Han Ying's personality might lead to disaster in the future.

... After all, 3000 years ago, there was also a young man who was rich and noble, relying on his own status, no matter what he did, and no one suppressed him, he ended up in such a miserable end.

Out of a complex and subtle selfishness, Ji Xueting pinched his nose and deliberately instilled some of the world's most important principles into Han Ying. He didn't ask Han Ying to really change his face into a pedantic person, but only asked him to be doing things. A little scruples from time to time, so as not to go too far.In this way, it can be regarded as fulfilling their brother and brother friendship.

Ji Xueting never imagined that the fierce and reckless young man back then would actually hear those great truths in his heart verbatim, and... moreover, it would become his life's principles for the rest of his life.

"Brother Ji, do you know why I stayed in such a place where no bird shit?" Seeing Ji Xueting's complicated face, Han Ying suddenly smiled bleakly, "Because I saw the purgatory on earth here. There is no spiritual energy here, and the gods and Buddhas are not So, the common people complained that every day should not be said that the land is not working. I have seen poor people in Qingzhou draw lots every ten days to avoid the monsters in the mountains. Half a day of peace. On the day of lottery, there was a lot of crying. I also saw a family of young and old who went up and down for more than [-] days. The only young daughter of his family was able to escape from Qingzhou safely, but it was only a day. When I sent the girl back, the whole family had already been reduced to bones and rations for demons... Such a tragedy , can be found everywhere in Qingzhou.”

"So you moved your heart of compassion and decided to protect these common people on behalf of the heavens."

"It's not pity, but the heart of a hero. Since the sky and the earth don't care about this place, then I, Han Ying, will take care of it."

Han Ying looked directly at Ji Xueting, the eyes sunken in the eye sockets due to excessive fatigue seemed to be ignited at this moment.

"There are restrictions on entering Yingshan, but there is a natural moat here. If you build a city based on it, it is safer than any other place in Qingzhou. If this is the case, why can't I build a city here?"

"Qingzhou is suffering, and these people are suffering. They just need a wooden puppet to entrust their illusory thoughts. Then, I will give them this idea. What is the empty god, what is the evil god? With me, Han Ying is here, I will bear everything!"

Hearing Han Ying's confession, Ji Xueting was able to stay where he was.The two looked at each other, and there was a silence in the room.

After a moment of confrontation like this, Ji Xueting suddenly smiled sincerely.

"I thought you had changed your temper before, but now that I think about it, you still have that dog temper."

His smile made Han Ying a little dazed, obviously he never expected Ji Xueting to react like this.

"Brother Ji? You said before that you had ascended to immortality, I thought you heard my words..."

"Ah, this, that's true. It's really not good if the words of heaven don't care about you fall into the ears of other immortals." Ji Xueting scratched the back of his head and said with a smile, but then he looked at Han Ying's eyes gradually became solemn and gentle.

"However, I still think that you are doing well now."

As soon as these words came out, Han Ying's eyes felt a little hot.

For a moment, the scene in front of them overlapped with the scene when the two traveled the world together as teachers and friends 20 years ago, as if going back in time and going back to the past.

However, after all, Han Ying is no longer the Han Ying of 20 years ago, even if her heart was shaken, she immediately came back to her senses.

He looked at Ji Xueting in front of him, thinking about his apparently strange behavior before, his body froze suddenly.

"Brother Ji, you never doubted me at all, did you?"

His voice was hoarse, and he asked in a deep voice.

Ji Xueting gently stroked the Lingshuang sword on his waist with his hand, and the smile on his face gradually faded.

"Yes, I never doubted you." He said, "I doubted Zhichun."

"..."

Han Ying's pupils suddenly constricted, and he looked at Ji Xueting, as if he suddenly couldn't understand what the latter said.

But Ji Xueting still finished his words indifferently in front of him.

"The monster who set up a trap for Yingcheng is either him, or he is closely related to him."

"impossible!"

Han Ying cried out.

Compared to the time when she mistakenly thought that she was being suspected by Ji Xueting, Han Ying at this time has obviously lost his position.Ji Xueting only glanced at his arm, and he could see the blood stains on the bandage spreading again.

"Zhichun has been raised by my side since he was a child. If I hadn't forced him to come to Yingcheng, he should...he should still be living a good life in the Han family! Moreover, he is mentally incomplete, and his dementia is getting worse. It is impossible for him to be related to demons!"

Ji Xueting already guessed that Han Ying didn't believe him when he said his thoughts, but seeing Han Ying's appearance now, and thinking of the time when the three of them were together 20 years ago, he felt a little unspeakably sad.

He took out from his bosom the pass token he had picked up when he first encountered Rampant God in the Qingzhou wilderness, threw it on the table, and placed it side by side with the ghost's head.

He told Han Ying what happened that night, and said softly: "... There is a special black stain hidden between the carvings on this pass token. I thought it was dirt from a small courtyard in a deserted village before. But when I saw Zhichun repairing the Qingzhou puppet so earnestly that day, I suddenly realized that it was not mud, but that Zhichun accompanied the puppet every day, and the dye on the black silk thread used to control the Qingzhou puppet was stained. His fingertips. He is mentally incompetent, even if someone takes care of him, it is difficult to clean his hands completely. When using this pass token on weekdays, it is inevitable that dye will be stained on it. Of course, these explanations are actually superfluous. You As soon as you see this token, you should be able to tell that he belongs to Han Zhichun, right?"

Han Ying stood there with a pale face.

He didn't deny it.

Ji Xueting also continued: "In addition, when I went up the mountain last night, I encountered a weird puppet show, deliberately linking this demon in Yingcheng with the thing that the people of Qingzhou imprisoned the divine beast Hongxing. But , look at it—”

He pointed to the head of the ghost on the table.

"Since Hongxing has been imprisoned in Yingshan by the people of Qingzhou, where will it find this ghost to attack me? You know, a rare thing like a ghost is very expensive, and it will never be able to get to this aura by itself. Lack of money, is Yingshan looking for death? So the puppet show I encountered that night was purely someone playing tricks. Coincidentally, the puppet used to play tricks was newly made by someone in a hurry. When I was leaving, I went to check the puppets, and I was not careful, and some ink was stained on them. Yanyan, what a coincidence, I smelled a smell in the colored ink used to draw the puppets. The smell of styrax."

Hearing this, Han Ying's figure flickered and she couldn't stand still.

"Brother Ji, stop talking, I beg you...it's impossible, it can't be related to Zhichun..."

The great swordsman, the great hero who is willing to protect the people of a state with his sword, speaks out at this moment, even in a humble voice.

The man's face was ugly, almost like a dead man, looking extremely pitiful.

However, Ji Xueting, who had such a deep friendship with him in the past, continued to speak extremely calmly.

"Because of Han Zhichun's mental insufficiency, it is difficult to control himself once his temper comes up, so since he came to you, you have mixed his daily use with fragrant medicines that can calm his emotions and warm his heart. You were born The Han family uses extremely valuable and rare items, and you may be the only one in the whole world who is willing to mix Su Hexiang, which is worth a thousand gold, into the ink and let your younger brother use it. As for him... since he came to you, what he used Everything in it is exquisite, and everything has passed through your hands, so I am afraid he will only feel that there is this refreshing, long-lasting fragrance in all the colored inks in the world..."

"impossible……"

Han Ying covered her face with her hands and muttered.

Ji Xueting looked at Han Ying with lowered eyes, hiding the expression in his eyes.

"Since you still don't believe it, why don't you just let Zhichun come to us and explain it to us."

After speaking, Ji Xueting lightly clapped his hands.

Then he looked outside the door and said in a deep voice, "Han Zhichun, what do you want to say?"

As soon as the words fell, the door of Han Ying's room was "creaked" and pushed open.

A thin and pale middle-aged man stood outside the door with a dazed expression. He didn't know how long he had been listening there.

"Zhichun!"

Seeing Zhichun, it was difficult for Han Ying to control her emotions.

"What the hell is going on?!" He roared almost heart-piercingly, only thinking that Han Zhichun could give an explanation, an explanation that could convince him.

Han Zhichun just stood there in a daze, the innocence and childishness unique to a fool still remained on his face.

He turned his head and looked at Han Ying. Suddenly, like a frightened child who had done something wrong, his eyes were red and two lines of tears flowed down his cheeks.

"I'm sorry, Xiaochun was wrong, Xiaochun was wrong—"

He muttered, obviously very afraid of Han Ying who was so frightened and angry.

then……

In an instant, countless crazily dancing black threads sprung from his body.

Oops!

Ji Xueting's eyelids twitched, and Ling Cangjian jumped up and stabbed at the "Rampant God" who had already appeared.

His reaction was not unreasonable, but it was still a step too late. The moment before the light of Ling Cang's sword swept across, those black threads had already spread out, and then, it turned into a gust of wind and swept away towards the door.

Before he had time to think about it, Ji Xueting and Han Yingqi jumped out of the door and chased after Han Zhichun.

"Ahhh, rampant god!"

As soon as he got outside the door, Ji Xueting heard a scream, which came from Lu Ren.He took a closer look, and saw two people standing upright on the long corridor where Rangshen escaped—it was Lu Ren and Yan Ke.It's not a coincidence, because Lu Ren thought about what happened last night, he felt his heart was up and down, so he specially wanted to discuss it with Han Ying and Ji Xueting.When he got up, he thought of Yan Ke's strangeness again, and felt that this person was too suspicious, and he must not be left alone, so he found an excuse and dragged him to Han Ying's study.

...and then confronted Han Zhichun, who had turned into a rampant god, face to face.

It has to be said that the rampant state is quite wild and unrestrained, and the deer-like beast transformed into black silk is indeed terrifying.

So Lu Ren froze in place, dumbfounded and could only scream, which was really understandable.

But what made Ji Xueting's face instantly gloomy was what happened next.

It's Yan Ke.

The young man seemed to be dumbfounded by the fright just like Lu Ren, the difference was that Lu Ren could still scream, but Yan Ke just stood there without saying a word, with a expressionless face, only a pair of empty eyes, Extraordinarily dark.

"Get out of the way!"

I don't know why Ji Xueting suddenly felt his heart tense when he saw Yanshen and Yan Ke meet, and he had a very bad premonition.

Ling Cangjian turned into a ray of blue light and rushed straight away in an attempt to catch up with Rampant God.However, just like before, it was a beat slower.

In front of Ji Xueting's face, the rampant god let go of his black silk, and at that moment, the whole world seemed to go dark for a moment.

And when the sky reappeared and everyone could look at things again, the entire city lord's mansion was empty, no matter whether it was rampant God or Yan Ke who was standing there, they had disappeared.