Zha Gong's evolutionary path

Fairy Yaolian was very close to him, so close that he could even vaguely see the plump and fresh flesh under the gauze skirt through the layer of tulle.The woman's body fragrance enters the nose along the breeze, which is a unique charm that does not belong to the cold and humid hell.

Ying Moyan turned his eyes away from her, and suddenly an untimely thought came to his mind.

Lin Gongru was in the lower realm, in his last life as the son of the Seventh Prince, with her, and many fat and thin women, had they been turned into red waves countless times?That person is unlucky and unfeeling, but because of his outstanding appearance and sweet words, he can easily seduce the hearts of beauties, and he is afraid that he is contaminated with countless scents of rouge.

An indescribable dull pain suddenly rose in his chest, and it swam through his chest like a small snake, and there was a look of obvious pain in his always clear eyes.

envy……

He clearly knew that Lin Gongru wandered among the flowers, and he had personally checked the names of the women who had intersected with him in the book of life and death. At that time, he was clearly calm and there was no disturbance.Fairy Yaolian was right, his heart was like still water, and since the day Qiqing returned, he had ceased to exist.

He would start to envy Lin Gongru for having so much of his past that he wasn't a part of.

The fairy had a panoramic view of his shaken expression and smiled sweetly.

She murmured and continued to persuade: "Yan Jun is in charge of life and death, and he has insight into world affairs, so he must not be as dull as a little girl. Then Lin Gongru, after so many lives, the bond with Yan Jun has long since passed away; he is not worthy of adults. My lord, please stop meddling in his affairs in the future, and let me and him settle the relationship quickly."

Ying Moyan asked back: "What the fairy said, was he the one who pushed you down the refining pond?"

A flash of surprise flashed in Fairy Yaolian's eyes, she quickly stabilized her expression, made a sad expression, and nodded.

"However, apart from you and Lin Gongru, there is no third person to prove it."

"...What does your lord mean by that?"

Ying Moyan said: "I am in love with Lin Gongru, what kind of person he is, I know better than anyone else. You say that he will push you down, but I just don't believe it."

When he said the words "two people are in love with each other", his tone was so calm that he seemed to be explaining something that couldn't be more natural; Never expected Ying Moyan to speak out about his relationship with Lin Gongru so frankly.

"...You...!" She suddenly became a little embarrassed.

Ying Mo Yanfang's fixed gaze finally shifted to her at this moment, and there was a firm look and a hint of mockery in his eyes that only a straight-figured person possesses.

"Even if I didn't hear him admitting it personally, I still choose to believe in him forever. The fairy has stayed in the underworld for too long, and it is not appropriate to stay any longer. If I don't want to leave immediately, I will appoint a few palace masters to personally escort the fairy back. Heaven."

He raised the sleeves of his robe, and his dark and slender figure gradually faded away in front of the woman who was biting her lower lip tightly, with a sarcasm in his tone.

"—Say hello to the emperor."

Appearing in front of the pink courtyard again, surrounded by the sky full of peach-colored petals, Ying Moyan's mood at this time is completely different from when he came back last time.

If it was said that last time he came, he had a sense of urgency and shyness knowing what was happening; this time, he put aside all hesitation and hesitation, and his heart was filled with only anxiety and impatience.He wondered if Master would be here?Even if Master is here, is it possible for Lin Gongru to be brought here by him?

After all, Lin Gongru was not an easy-to-carry item. When he disappeared from Luo Huang and himself, he was not even a living person; his soul and body were separated.

If what he saw that day was not the sky-reaching cable; if something unpredictable happened to Lin Gongru because of his interference;

Ying Moyan's palms were wet with sweat. He had only stood in front of Moonlight House for half a cup of tea, and he was wearing a black cloak, but his panicked thoughts forced him to sweat a little.

The circles of red lines in Yuexiaju are still the same as what he saw last time, intimately intertwined and snuggled together, with no end or end.I don't know if these seemingly fragile red lines can really hold the two destined people at both ends of the red line firmly under the countless winds and rains in the world...

If you can't bear the ordeal, just break from it——…

Ying Moyan was startled, suppressed her thoughts of drifting away, gritted her teeth, knocked on the door and entered.

When the big peach tree in the middle of the court, which he had threatened, was blooming wildly and happily, suddenly he felt a gloomy and cold air in the courtyard.

The peach blossoms in full bloom were alert to who was coming, and immediately lowered their brows and closed most of the petals abruptly.So Ying Moyan looked up and saw only half of the flowers, pitifully hidden behind the leaves.

"..."

The state of mind is different from before, Ying Moyan only thinks that the peach blossom is gorgeous and beautiful, but now she restrains herself as if she is afraid of him, as if he is a heinous villain.He felt a little bored for no reason, and glared at the tree bitterly.

The peach blossom tree became even more aggrieved immediately, and the remaining half of the peach blossoms also shrank into buds.

As soon as the peach blossoms were harvested, the huge courtyard lost its fluttering gorgeous petals and became somewhat empty and deserted.

There is no white-bearded old man pretending to flip through the marriage book under the tree, and there is a strange lonely atmosphere in the house under the moon, and the owner does not seem to be at home.

Ying Moyan glanced around and confirmed that Yuelao was not at home, otherwise, with the yelling personality of the elderly fairy, he should have come out happily as soon as he stepped over the threshold.

He was so anxious that he didn't even think about the fact that Yue Lao would not be at home. He froze in place for a while, suddenly unable to think of what to do next in his mind.

Although he and his master have a close relationship, they also abide by the motto that the friendship between a gentleman is as light as water, and rarely intervene in the master's private affairs.He was separated from his emotions that day, and he was even more indifferent to feelings, and had no desires; Yan Wen entrusted him with the seal of the underworld, and knew that he would not be that interested in paying attention to his whereabouts after resigning, so he also Did not make any explanation to the only disciple.

The only thing Ying Moyan knew was that the master had a fairy mansion, and he had been there several times, and later the master sealed the way to go with an enchantment, so that no one could easily find it.

Now Yuelao is away from home, and his master is nowhere to be seen. His thin hope that had just been ignited has turned into a burst of bubbles.

The panic that had been suppressed with great difficulty just now came back viciously like a rising tide, obliterating people in an instant.Ying Moyan was a little unsteady, the uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense, and the bloodstain on his forehead felt severe pain again.

He rubbed his forehead to endure the pain, and while he was in panic, he suddenly heard a little movement from the depths of the courtyard.

Ying Moyan's eyes flashed immediately, his body moved slightly, and without hesitation, he rushed towards the life-saving movement.

That voice came from the last courtyard of Yuexiaju.

Yuelao likes to be lively, and there is no door every time he enters the courtyard, so Ying Moyan can rush to the end unimpeded, and stop in front of the person before the black shadow disappears.

His master, wanted to disappear on the spot but failed, so he could only stand there half-embarrassed with the half-finished formula.

"Master!!" Ying Moyan's heart beat violently and was about to pop out of his throat.

Yan Wen wore a black robe like him, but the dark pattern on the robe was more complicated and detailed than his, but the complexion of the former Lord Yan Jun was obviously not as pale and ugly as that of his high-end disciple.

Yan Wen coughed and smiled dryly.

"Mo'er, I have never heard you greet my teacher in such a warm tone."

"Master," Ying Moyan said eagerly, "Is Lin Gongru with you?"

He even skipped the simplest greetings and went straight to the point.Yan Wen felt quite uncomfortable, and felt for the first time the sadness that the lower realm said that the child could not help his mother when he was too old.

He felt that it was necessary to put on the posture of a master, and snorted coldly: "Lin Gongru? As a teacher, how would you know where that kid is?" He added superfluously, "Didn't you kick him away to those few of you who are scattered with emotions?" the world?"

After he finished speaking, he realized that something was wrong. Ying Moyan's vacillating eyes just now became clear when he heard his self-confessed words.

"..." Yan Wen immediately wanted to turn around and go into the room.

When Moyan stopped him again, his little Mo'er, who had always been calm and self-possessed, looked at him sadly with clear eyes, and begged in a low voice: "Master, do you know about the disciples, right? Is Lin Gongru with you? Master?"

He begged him bitterly at that time, Master, let me go, let me be with him, let me go with him, Master...

Yan Wen suddenly returned to the situation hundreds of years ago, when he locked Ying Mo Yan in the room, and his little Mo'er knelt in front of him with a sad face.

Why... so similar, hundreds of years ago for one person, hundreds of years later, still for the same person.

His complexion gradually turned serious, and the indifference and indifference that he had deliberately pretended to have disappeared completely, replaced by a cold expression.

But this indifference is not more due to the annoyance of Mo Yan, nor the resentment that Lin Gongru seduces his beloved disciple, but because he has been entangled with this for thousands of years, going around so many reincarnations, and still wants to go tenaciously. A sigh of emotion back to square one.

The return of the seven emotions is a good thing, but it may not be entirely a good thing.

He stared at Ying Moyan's slightly trembling eyes, saw the sadness and anxiety that could not be hidden on his face, and finally sighed.

"He's in the room." Yan Wen said calmly.

Ying Moyan's eyes trembled, and he was about to walk into the room behind him.

This time it was Yan Wen who stood sideways in front of him.

Although the former Lord Yan Jun was concerned, his majesty was not reduced by half.He strictly blocked Ying Moyan's way, and the current Lord of the Underworld couldn't move an inch.

"Master...?"

Ever since hearing him admit that Lin Gongru was in the room behind him, Ying Moyan's thoughts were completely confused, all she could think of was to see that person as soon as possible, nothing else could be accommodated.He anxiously wanted Yan Wen to get out of the way, but Yan Wen was like a stone wall, firmly blocking his way.

Ying Moyan was so anxious that he was about to stomp his feet, he called him softly and eagerly: "Master!!"

"He is here, but his condition is very bad." Yan Wen said bluntly, "He has a strong will to die, and as a teacher, he is trying every means to gather his soul body."

Ying Moyan's complexion turned pale, "He..."

"To put it simply, he refuses to reunite with the primordial spirit. I have spent a whole day and night on him, with little success. Even if you go in now, you can't see anything; and if your presence causes him to fluctuate If it's too big, I'm afraid that all the previous efforts will be in vain."

Yan Wen seemed to be afraid that he would not understand, and said in a cold tone, "Whether you can be saved or not, I can't count with my own cultivation; adding Yuelao and you, I can't count. I suggest you Staying out and resigning yourself to fate is the last thing you can do for him."

He watched Ying Mo Yan's joyful expression become sluggish and withered, his thin lips trembled slightly, but he couldn't make a sound, and mist gradually appeared in his eyes.

He tried his best to suppress it, and used all his strength to bear it, but he still let out a vibrato in his words: "He, want to disperse the primordial spirit??"

When the primordial spirit is gone, it will go up to Qiongbi and fall to Huangquan, and the two places will never see each other again.

Yan Wen said: "Originally, as a teacher, I didn't want to intervene in the affairs of your juniors. But in order to protect you, I forced you to disperse your emotions, and you have no memory, which indirectly caused the current dilemma between the two of you. As a teacher, you have also inherited a certain cause and effect. .If possible, the teacher will do his best to keep his soul and body safe, but you...don't expect too much."

His voice finally softened, and he couldn't bear it.

Ying Moyan stared at him blankly, and said to herself: "He is... because of the things that happened to him. If he knew that it was me, it was always me, would he..."

He couldn't continue, he just raised his foot mechanically, and wanted to pass Yan Wen and rush in.

Yan Wen had no choice but to reach out to stop him, grabbed Ying Moyan's arm, and held him in place: "He also lost his past memory. In his mind, he is just Lin Gongru, not a general who protects the sky. When he is awake, he always I might not be able to listen to your explanation, how much do you expect him to believe you in the current situation?"

"..." Ying Moyan gritted his teeth, a row of clear tooth marks were bloodshot, he wanted to turn his palms to resist the master, but his whole body was limp and unable to lift his strength, he admitted that he was afraid.

He died twice in front of him, and he would never be able to see him a third time, which would be the last time that man was truly separated from heaven.

Ying Moyan finally gave up the idea of ​​rushing in, slumped her shoulders in frustration, and looked at Yan Wen with pale lips.

"I'm right here, I'm not going anywhere." He murmured, his voice was as thin as a mosquito, "If you want to trade my life, Ying Moyan's spirit and soul will be destroyed. I just beg Master to tell him."

Yan Wen seems to have heard that at the Hundred Flowers Banquet back then, Lin Gongru sat upright on the banquet, his face sinking like water, but amidst the noise of congratulatory congratulations from the crowd, he said word by word that the last general already had his own heart, and there was no one else besides him. If you want.

The Emperor of Heaven's expression of joy froze on his face, but Lin Gongru left his seat, knelt down on one knee, and said that even if he offended the holy power, Lin Gongru would not obey his orders.

It seems that they were still watching each other at the origin.

"Alright." Yan Wen said: "You are still very stubborn after all. Then stay here."