Zha Gong's evolutionary path

"Look at your current appearance, do you know how much blood you took for him?" Yan Wen said angrily, "Now even a ghost that has taken shape can take your life, Ying Mo Yan, you still don't want to kill him?" Do you want to practice this body?"

Ying Moyan came in a hurry, his face was full of fatigue before he receded, and he described that he was much more haggard than the last time Yan Wen saw him.The black cloak that symbolized the lord of the underworld hung empty on his body, as if it would fall down when pushed.

He stood in Yan Wen's room for a while, and was about to pretend to be nonchalant and support a certain household item nearby to cover up the sloppy soles of his feet.

"It's only a few days early," he retorted in a low voice, "I can hold on."

"You can hold on!" Yan Wen flicked his sleeves and was about to walk out, "There is no need to discuss this matter."

The cuffs were pulled.

Ying Moyan held him with one hand, and pressed his other hand on his heart, his five fingers were slightly hooked, a thin silver thread penetrated from the fingertips into the skirt, and reached his heart.

He looked in pain, frowning and enduring the huge peeling pain, the silver thread trembled slightly like a spider's silk in the wind, and little by little drops of bright red blood came out.

"The apprentice knows that Master can't bear to do it..." He gritted his teeth, his face was pale, and the blood condensed from his fingertips slowly gathered into a drop-shaped liquid the size of a thumbnail.

Yan Wen suddenly changed color, and wanted to shake off his hand several times, "You..."

But he could only watch helplessly as he endured the heart-piercing pain, pulling the blood out of his body little by little.

"Please also, master complete."

He slowly poured that bit of hard work into Yan Wen's palm, his palm was still firmly grasping his master's sleeve, and looked at him earnestly.He had to desperately grab Yan Wen's sleeve to stabilize himself, because his eyes were already blurred and he couldn't tell Yan Wen's position.

His master's face was full of shock and anger, and he was furious. If you want to scold him, cut him first and then play. Seeing his precarious appearance, he really can't be scolded.

After a long while, I could only let out a long sigh, and resentfully took the painstaking efforts into my sleeves, and said: "You can toss yourself vigorously, I see how much Lin Gongru will appreciate you—"

Before he could finish his words, he felt his cuffs loosen. The person who was holding onto his sleeves just now withdrew his hands as if relieved, and his body slowly slid down.

Lin Gongru listened with his ears sideways for a long time, the quarrel started for about half a cup of tea, and then suddenly disappeared, and everything returned to silence.

He pushed open the window lattice without giving up, leaned out, and wanted to hear something again, and saw the peach blossoms all over the tree suddenly blooming again, and peach petals floated in the courtyard again.

The tree has finally grown courageous, or has Ying Moyan left?

Footsteps sounded from the courtyard where the dispute had just been heard, and they strode toward this room in strides.Judging from the heavy footsteps and pace, this person is in a very bad mood.

Lin Gongru quickly closed the window, and lay back on the bed in twos and twos.After thinking about it, he took out the thick pink account book from under the pillow, and began to flip through it.

When I turned to the first page, I saw the seven words "Feng Yue Liang Chen Nai He Tian", and heard Yan Wen push the door and enter.

The former Lord Yan, who had imprisoned him for hundreds of years and directly caused him to wander alone among ghosts and ghosts, slammed the door hard with a face as black as the bottom of a pot.

He held a bowl of medicine cup in his hand, exuding a sweet fragrance that cannot be ignored.Even though the lid of the cup was tightly covered, the vague fragrance still penetrated the thick wall of the medicine cup, and penetrated into Lin Gongru's nose.

The scent is really attractive, Lin Gongru was sitting lazily on the edge of the bed, pretending to be reading the account books, and couldn't help but sit up straighter.

The expression on Yan Wen's face was as if Lin Gongru was the one who had imprisoned him for hundreds of years and refused to allow him to die, and there was no greater hatred than this.

He seemed to want to smash the medicine cup heavily in front of him, after struggling several times, he finally put it down lightly.

He said in a rough voice, "Drink the medicine."

Looking at Yan Wen's appearance, that rare fragrance must be some valuable medicinal material.

Lin Gongru raised his eyebrows, "You are the one who condescends to deliver medicine to me today. Yan, do we still have a debt to settle?"

Yan Wen sneered, his eyes swept over the marriage book in his hand.His expression changed slightly: "A copy of the Marriage Book? Yue Lao gave it to you?"

Lin Gongru finally knew the title of the old man with white hair who came to deliver medicine every day, and was slightly taken aback.

According to the legend in the world, the god who is in charge of marriage and the movement of the red luan and the stars, the old man under the moon?

This house is called Yuexiaju, the courtyard is filled with the fragrance of peach blossoms, and everywhere you can see are red lines, it seems...

It fits the identity very well.

It's just that the god of marriage, who is highly respected and worshiped by idiotic men and women in the world, why should he get involved in the affairs of the underworld?

He shook the account book in his hand, with a smile that was not a smile: "It's been here for a long time, old man Yan, isn't this the real thing that records the marriage in the world?"

Yan Wen glanced at it, and saw that although there were many wrinkles on the account book, most of them were traces of being pressed by the pillow, and there was no sign of turning over.Yuelao worked so hard to lure Lin Gongru to realize the connection with Ying Moyan, but this kid didn't even have the consciousness to actively detect it.

He also has no time to talk nonsense to him now, Ying Moyan is still fainted in the courtyard next door, after giving Lin Gongru the last dose of medicine, he has to rush back to take care of his impulsive apprentice.

Yan Wen said: "Believe it or not, you drank the medicine for me."

"What's in this medicine?"

"..."

——Master, please don't tell him that this medicine is made with heart's blood, he hates his disciple so much, I'm afraid he would rather die than take it...

Yan Wen said coldly: "Yuelao didn't tell me that you are still like a mother-in-law after drinking medicine."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a clear and crisp sound, and the brown medicine cup fell from the table to the ground, and his body was smashed to pieces.

The other party looked at him provocatively.

The pupils of the former lord of the underworld suddenly shrank, he picked up Lin Gongru's collar, and slammed him against the wall: "Lin Gongru!!"

In his desperation, he didn't notice that there was no medicinal liquid splashing out of the broken medicine cup. He gritted his teeth, and his voice changed his tone: "You bastard to such an extent? Do you know what's in it? Blood! One drop can deplete a person's cultivation for hundreds of years, little Mo'er is exchanging his soul for your life, do you understand!"

Lin Gongru's eyes froze, and he grabbed Yan Wen's wrist with his backhand.

In fact, his strength has not recovered, and the strength with which he held Yan Wen should not be underestimated.He said coldly: "What did you say. What did you give me to drink?"

He touched the real medicine cup, the sweet smell inside was still there, but the smell was completely different from the previous few times.

This irresistible aroma is actually Ying Moyan's brainchild?

Lin Gongru was frightened and angry, and almost wanted to vomit, wishing he could grab his throat and vomit out every drop of the medicine he had swallowed before.

Grabbing Yan Wen's arm became more ruthless: "Yan Wen, Ying Moyan, where did I, Lin Gongru, offend you? You want to humiliate me over and over again—"

He figured out what he wanted to know, and he didn't want to swallow the contents of the bowl of medicine no matter what. In his mind, this time he really wanted to smash the bowl of medicine.

Fortunately, Yan Wen recovered from the rage just now, and realized that what was broken on the ground was the empty bowl that had been left on the table and had not been cleared away, so he immediately raised his hand and snatched the steaming medicine cup from Lin Gongru's hand .

"Humiliate you? You were the one who coaxed and protected you as a general, and now you are doing everything to save you. You can't remember the past, how can you bear to ruin his good intentions again and again? Look at that marriage book," Yan Wen then snatched the copy of the marriage book, flipped through dozens of pages, pointed to the two names standing side by side on it, and said angrily, "Open your eyes and take a good look, the one written with your name is who?!"

Lin Gongru involuntarily followed his line of sight and looked down. Circles of red lines were like veins penetrating through all limbs, linking "Lin Gongru" and "Ying Moyan" together, and the original vermilion font appeared A smoky transparent color that can be blown out with a flick of your fingers.

There was a bang in Lin Gongru's mind, as if something had flashed a flash of light in the deepest part, and he finally understood.

Their names were impressively listed in the marriage book, and in response to Mo Yan's weird behavior and unusual request, he was even willing to sacrifice his life to save him.

That's what happened.

"This is the reason why he designed me, Seventh World, to hunt down the little nerd..."

Lin Gongru's voice was so low that only he could hear it, staring at the two names who were so intimately next to each other, as if seeing the most ridiculous thing in the world, he gritted his teeth tightly.

What Yan Wen said about "Heavenly General" "can't remember the past", so he and Ying Moyan should have known each other long before they first met in the underworld, but he couldn't remember it for a while.Then the little nerd must have known himself and Ying Moyan long before this.

Lin Gongru gradually felt that he had clarified the relationship, and he suddenly smiled.

He raised his head, and the expression that seemed to be at odds with Yan Wen just a moment ago turned into a gentle and rainy expression.

Holding Yan Wen's hand intimately, looking at the medicine cup in his hand, he said softly: "If he and I are really destined lovers, we should have said it earlier, why bother to cover it up for so long?" He took the initiative, "Bring me that bowl of medicine, I'll drink it."

His attitude changed too quickly, and Yan Wen stared at him half-believingly, with a defensive look on his face.

Lin Gongru smiled again: "He is willing to put his heart and soul into saving me, so naturally he won't hurt me. Hey, I'm too attached to the past, but he's also doing it for 'us' to be together in the future, right?"

Yan Wen intuitively felt that there was something inappropriate in these words, but he couldn't detect where the deadlock in Lin Gongru's words was stuck.

He looked warily at Lin Gongru, holding the last bowl of medicine by his hand, and drank the last bowl of medicine with a smile on his face, as if he had no more grudges.

He wondered, this kid has finally enlightened?

If I had known this earlier, I should have shown him the marriage book on the day I brought him back...

Still feel something is wrong.

But he was concerned about Ying Moyan on the other side, seeing that the drug delivery task here was completed, and he didn't have to worry about Lin Gongru's instability, so he temporarily put aside his doubts, turned around and wanted to leave.

Lin Gongru finished drinking the medicine obediently, then held the copy of the marriage book upright in his arms, and said to Yan Wen: "I finally understand his intentions, take me to meet Ying Moyan, the love between us It's over."