Zha Gong's evolutionary path

The moment Qiqing returned to her place, Ying Moyan remembered everything.

Recalling his first acquaintance with Lin Gongru, he was forced to take him back to the hometown of Zhuoling under the order of the head of the academy, and went to southern Xinjiang to fight wits and bravery with the rebel tribe back then. After completion, Lin Gongru came every other month as scheduled, and visited Qinghe Academy tacitly.

From the beginning of intrigue and scheming against each other, it was fun to see each other embarrassing, then unconsciously began to appreciate him, and then began to look forward to his figure after he returned from fighting for the emperor; from seeing him with injuries, he would inexplicably float up Worried and throbbing, until finally one day he used the excuse of being injured and weak, to pull him into his arms and wantonly ask for kisses...

Things changed little by little, and he revisited the days when the two of them walked hand in hand in the heavenly world amidst the fermented emotions.

At the Hundred Flowers Banquet, the emperor smiled and wanted to marry Lin Gongru's beloved daughter in front of many immortal officials who attended the banquet.

At that time, Fairy Yaolian's face was dizzy, her eyes sparkled, and she looked at Lin Gongru who had a stiff expression beside her. The admiration and spring in her eyes were like the sweet and glutinous osmanthus wine at a banquet, overflowing, making people want to get drunk.And he could only lower his eyes sadly, and the wine glass in his hand cracked quietly.

and then……

Then Lin Gongru took him into his arms by the Manxue Lake, the man had not removed his armor, but the scorching temperature came from the cold silver armor, and he pressed him against the thick tree and kissed him fiercely.He couldn't breathe, and the hands on his chest couldn't exert any strength. He could only watch helplessly as he took off his robes one by one.

The color of snow, the falling willow flowers, and the undulating lake water imprinted on the eye, and the sky and the earth seem to be endlessly spinning and turning upside down.He hugged Lin Gongru tightly, covered the man's back with his ten fingers and pulled out bright red bloodstains, but in pain, he opened himself to him sincerely.

Those vivid pictures, the scenes are vivid in front of his eyes, as if they were burned into his blood following the intense movements at that time, how could he forget?

How can he forget?

The blood-colored lotus imprint gradually emerged on the forehead. It is a unique and unique mark that will appear on the Zhuoling tribe only when they meet the person they have loved for a lifetime...

His emotions were so completely separated that he even forgot where he was born and the meaning that this bloody imprint represented thousands of years ago.

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The blood-colored lotus under his palm seemed to be burning hot, and Ying Moyan's fingertips trembled slightly. On the way back from the present world to the underworld, he almost couldn't control the stability of his soul.

The memories of the past made him miserable, but he was so nostalgic that he couldn't help recalling them one by one. Many details that he had forgotten for a long time were like a flood of sea water that came after him, and he couldn't wait to shake him physically and mentally. Annihilated, I suddenly don't know what night it is.

In the hall of Yan Luo, the wheel-turning king Xue and the judge were facing a stack of documents with sad faces, and they dared not write for a long time. The bitterness on their faces was enough to soak a bowl of yellow lotus water.

He suddenly heard the soft sound of his clothes fluttering behind him, turned around and saw their pale Lord Yan Jun, with his hands covering his forehead, appearing in the study room as if in excruciating pain, Yan Jun's originally deep and quiet eyes looked even more Like a bottomless deep pool, countless indistinct emotions flicker and fade quickly.

"Master Yan Jun?"

The two were surprised at first, and then they were overjoyed. They were scrambling to speak.

But seeing Ying Moyan's expressionless expression of anger and anger, he rarely showed anxiety. He didn't even look at the mountain of official documents, and asked directly: "Has Lin Gongru's soul returned to the underworld?"

"Lin Gongru?"

Those two were stunned again, you look at me, I look at you, no one is sure why Yan Jun suddenly asked this playful playboy.

The wheel-running king Xue, as the one who knew a little bit, didn't have the guts to ask him, Lord Yan, didn't you personally go down to the realm to follow him.

"The subordinates and others have not received any news about the return of Lin Gongru's soul. Presumably, if he wants to return to the underworld, he should also be guided by black and white impermanence. But the two ghost messengers just came to report the newly arrested soul recently, and registered There is no Lin Gongru in the name on the register."

In order to prove that Mr. Yan Jun skipped work, no, during the period of "going to heaven to report on his duties", he was seriously handling the government affairs for Yan Jun, the runner Wang Xue moved a thick pile of files in front of Ying Moyan.

The one right on the top was the ghost list just handed in by the black and white ghost envoy.The two envoys of impermanence are rigorous and meticulous in their work, and even seriously recorded the wandering souls that were put into the human world during the Ghost Festival and successfully recovered.

Ying Moyan raised his robe sleeves, quickly flipped through the pile of files, holding on to the meager hope, and looked for the name that made his heart ache, but he couldn't find it.

In fact, he already knew in advance that there was absolutely no possibility of Lin Gongru in it, so he still couldn't help but examine it carefully until that last hope was also shattered.

In fact, with the gradual return of memory, he slowly remembered why the last green vine vision that grew abruptly on Lin Gongru's body was so familiar. It was one of the three treasures of the Zhuoling clan that he pursued with him back then. search.

After subduing the rebellion that day, Lin Gongru directly handed over the three treasures to him in southern Xinjiang.

When he brought him back to the clan, the patriarch gifted these three family heirlooms to himself because he had caused some trouble to his own brother, and secondly, because he apologized for not being able to solve the matter himself. , as a congratulatory gift for being selected as the successor by Yan Wen, the then lord of the underworld.

At that time, he had made great progress in cultivation, and he had never been interested in spiritual treasures. His master Yan Wen asked to borrow them, and he casually donated all three items to his master. After that, he never asked about their whereabouts.

That Tongtiansuo, when Lin Gongru fell to Zhuxiantai, was used by the master to trap him once; could it also come from the master this time?

When did Master get involved in their affairs, or was he secretly watching everything from the beginning to the end?

Would it be possible for him to detain Lin Gongru's soul together with his old friend, the old man under the moon...

Thinking of this, Ying Moyan suddenly had an extremely strong urge to go to the strangely beautiful pink courtyard again, maybe he could get out from Yuelao's mouth where the master is now, and then ask Lin Gongru's whereabouts.

He couldn't bear to stay any longer, turned around and was about to leave.

Seeing that Lord Yan Jun, who had been missing for a long time, returned with a tired look on his face, he was about to leave again without touching the ground.

The wheel-running king Xue and the judge looked at each other, and shouted together: "My lord!" "Lord Yan Jun!"

Ying Moyan paused on the soles of his feet, his murderous aura almost became solid through the black cloak, and his sharp eyes swept towards the two of them: "What's the matter?"

The two secretly complained, Yan Jun was obviously at the moment when his anger was rising, and it was tantamount to asking for a dead end to bear his soaring anger at this time.

But when the volume of official documents in hand is imminent, there is also a master who cannot afford to offend.

Weighing the two, even if Yan Jun kicked him to the other nine temples and took turns cramp, skin, heart, and bone for the last round, he still had to bite the bullet and report.

Fortunately, the judge was quite clever, and successfully found the point of entry to report. He rushed ahead of the wheel-turning king Xue and said actively: "My lord, regarding Lin Gongru, I actually have something to do with the lower official, and I have something to do with him..."

When Ying Moyan heard the word "Lin Gongru", his eyes softened obviously, and became concerned and anxious.

"Say."

"Yan Jun, do you still remember how Lin Gongru's last life ended?"

Seeing Lord Yan Jun's slender eyebrows wrinkled, a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

He said coldly: "I know very well that he was stabbed in the heart by a brothel woman."

The judge had never seen such an expression of obvious emotions on the indifferent and calm face of his own Lord Yan's coffin board, and he was so shocked that he almost forgot what he was going to say.

After being stabbed by the wheel-turning king Xue with his elbow, he closed his jaw in shock, and hurriedly said: "Yes, what Lord Yan Jun said is right. That woman, like Lin Gongru, was also raped by the former Lord Yan." A special judgment was issued to make him unable to re-enter reincarnation because..."

"Her true identity is Fairy Yaolian who lost her fairy bones in the refining pool, the daughter of the Emperor of Heaven. So what do you want to say?"

The anger on Ying Moyan's body began to stir again, and his patience weakened at a speed visible to the naked eye after the return of Qiqing.

In the past, Lord Yan Jun just had no expression on his face, and although his style of acting was far away from others, he was still polite, restrained and calm; now Lord Yan Jun is like sitting on an active volcano, and if you accidentally poke him, you will be able to A large group of violent sparks exploded, and it opened its teeth and claws. It was many times more terrifying than before!

The judge was terrified, and he regretted why he had to show off this ability in front of the master of the tenth hall, and he regretted so much that he didn't want to continue talking.

However, Ying Mo Yan still stared at him sharply, with a dangerous expression of "You better give me a good reason to stop me", the judge could only cry and said: "That's right, Fairy Yaolian has been doing it because of her former Lord Yan. Your lord's decree is to be detained in our underworld; but the day before yesterday, the day before yesterday... the old man of heaven issued a decree, asking us to escort the fairy back to the heaven..."

"Then send someone to take her back." Ying Moyan said angrily, "This matter must be reported to me, what's the use of me raising you?"

The judge was about to cry, "But the fairy won't leave!"

He grabbed the sleeve of the wheel-running king Xue who was protecting himself wisely, and pushed him forward.

Under Yan Jun's cold and sharp stare, the wheel-running king Xue was forced by the false friendship of his colleagues to help each other, and added, "Yes, Lord Yan, my subordinates and others have tried every means to persuade you. Fairy, she just doesn't want to go back to heaven. She said, said..."

"—Wait until Lin Gongru...she wants to go back with Lin Gongru."

The Wangchuan River is long and tortuous, with bottomless depths. There are endless flower bushes growing on both sides of the river. The bright red petals are blown up by the breeze, fluttering and falling on the dark and deep river, and sinking in an instant.

The Naihe Bridge is bustling with people, and there are constant ghost messengers leading the reincarnated ghosts across the bridge, begging for a bowl of soup in the hands of Meng Po, and then jumping into the next reincarnation in panic.

Everything in front of me is silent, no matter how lively it is, it will be deserted without sound, and there is a thin warmth connected with the fireworks in the world.

A young woman in a light tulle skirt stood alone and barefoot by the bank of the Wangchuan River, staring at the Naihe Bridge for a long time.

She has a delicate face like a hibiscus flower, her long eyelashes are as thick as dyed ink, and there is a black mole in her ear socket.The black silk is scattered behind her like a waterfall, and the soles of her feet are covered with brightly colored petals from the other side, which is as vivid and beautiful as the look of anticipation on her face.

Ying Moyan quietly appeared behind her, slowly curling her palms hidden in the sleeves of her wide robe.

"People who are waiting for the fairy will not come over that bridge."

He opened his mouth in a calm voice, "He has lost the qualification to re-enter reincarnation. I also ask the fairy to obey the emperor's will and return to the heaven as soon as possible, and don't make things difficult for the underworld."

Fairy Yaolian turned around and met Ying Moyan's eyes, her pupils flickered slightly.

"Ying Moyan... No, it seems that I should call you Lord Yan Jun now."

She scrutinized the expression on the man's face, as if she wanted to see a trace of the emotion revealed.

However, no matter how much she tried to figure it out, the scholarly Sanxian who once devoted herself to studying in Qinghe Academy and kept aloof from the world, experienced many things in the world, and has faded into the current calm and incomprehensible Lord of the Underworld.

Fairy laughed: "...Master Yan Jun, isn't he also waiting for Lin Gongru?"

"..."

"After a long time in the underworld, I finally slowly remembered the past. It is rumored that Lord Yan Jun's emotions are separated and he has no memory; however, the expression he looks at me now is not as calm and calm as before. I ask you, where has my lord's heart like still water gone?"

She smiled gently and tactfully, but there was an arrogance of self-confidence in her smile, as well as an inexplicable faint hostility.

Looking at Ying Moyan, his expression seems to be careless, and his behavior and speech are full of temptations.

Ying Moyan didn't look at her, but said: "I don't dare to ask the fairy about my own private affairs. Since the fairy has already remembered the past, she should return to the heaven as soon as possible and restore her fairy bones. Don't let the emperor worry about it."

The woman said quietly: "The relationship between me and Lin Gongru is not over yet."

"The fairy stabbed him with a sword, and ended Lin Gongru Yang Shishouyuan ahead of time. This grievance has been settled."

"Yan Jun said that it is a matter of Yang Shi."

Fairy Yaolian stared at Ying Moyan with her clear eyes, and her expression suddenly became extremely painful.

"Master Yan Jun, don't forget that I was pushed down the refining pool by that unlucky person, and my body was wiped out in ashes, even the emperor was powerless to return to heaven! If it wasn't for his clever words to persuade me to let go of my guard, how could I be with him?" Alone, go to the refining pool where only sinful and irreversible people are escorted?"

Ying Moyan's eyelashes moved slightly, as if he was shaken.

She suddenly approached him.

Breathing out like blue, he almost kissed his lips, with a sad face: "Lord Yan Jun, have you never thought about how cruel and violent the General Lin Gongru, whom you love with all your heart and soul, is in nature? The one I encountered Everything, and everything that happened to Lord Yan Jun, is not due to Lin Gongru! Don't be deceived by him again..."