Drink Cang Records

On the eve of the Waking of Insects, there will always be such a wind, wrapped in the aftertaste of winter snow, rolling up pear blossoms and falling all over the clothes, sad like rain.

"It's a good night for something else."

The owner of this ancient house finally put down the scrolls that he seemed to never finish reading, and he didn't care about reading.Holding a jug of old wine, Li Hua looked at the furious visitor with a half-drunk drunkenness.

"Has anyone ever said that your waywardness will be hated?"

"Repetition of the same sentence does not help to improve a person's temperament." The old wine smoked people, blinded his vision, and raised his hands to pour fertile soil in a circle like a ruthless sacrifice. Cang Sang raised his eyes and looked at Mu Qingyang: "Because you Mrs. Xin wanted to hate me for her death, but she was limited by the grace of life... You can be more entangled in your mind."

"For more than ten years...you never thought about how to explain it to me."

"Because you don't want to ask me to explain, you just want to vent your anger." Fingertips turned lightly on the side of the white porcelain wine cup, "Don't be confused, and don't question my thoughts, I have insight into everything , although it is not possible to penetrate into the end of people's hearts, but looking at you, you will never make mistakes."

"Mrs. Xin is dead."

Cang Sang stopped moving, and her peripheral vision fell on a lock of long black hair that was gradually blackening in the snowy hair on the side of her neck. She closed her eyes and said, "Got it."

"What do you think of people?! I don't know what kind of evil method you use. I just want to know, in your eyes, am I just like a livestock that plunders and kills at will?!"

"I don't accept illogical assumptions."

"You have the power to save me, save my brother, why can't you just save other people? Looting life is meaningful to you?!"

The voice echoing in my ears aroused inexplicable irritability in my heart, my eyes moved away from the lock of black hair, and when I raised my head, my eyes were indifferent, Cang Sang said coldly: "Then what do you think, you, mean to me?" What should I think of you? Relatives? Lovers? It doesn’t seem to be, just a ghost that I met by chance on the road, I... what do I owe you, why should I pay for your thoughts for nothing? "

In a word, those past and imaginary feelings have changed from the warmth of March to the frost.

"Yes...you don't owe me anything, I'm a ghost, and sooner or later I will kill everyone around me." Mu Qingyang slowly slid down against the pear tree, staring blankly at the void, and said in a hoarse voice: "I I have always... been afraid of you saying that, but now that you have said it, I am not afraid anymore. "

"You know that I will never condone your waywardness. It is not so much to condemn me as to find an excuse for myself... I heard people say that if there is no hatred in the heart of a ghost born by eating the mother's life, it cannot Survive...Your face that has been gloomy for 16 years, no matter how much you polish it with benevolence and morality, it still hasn't opened up...It's like a young tiger that has been hungry for a long time, coveting a prey that is countless times bigger than itself "The cold wine entered the throat, like swallowing a steel knife, and the numb lungs slowly felt a burning sensation.The wine glass twirled a few times between her fingers, put it down, Cang Sang got up and walked towards him, lowered her head and said, "So I became a target?"

"I hate you not because you entered my life, but because you are clearly capable of saving, but you always sit back and watch tragedies happen, and even take their original lives from the dead! My brother...you are the same deal Right? He could have had a smooth life, but now, the rest of his long life has been taken away by you, right?"

"In the future you will always know who I am and why I do these things."

"Then you tell me that you will die without these deals, tell me that you need these, I am willing to die for you, even to kill people for you, to kill the world."

"I let you down. In your opinion, I am a villain."

"..."

Mu Qingyang felt a deep hoarseness suddenly suppressed in his throat, tremblingly listening to the piercing sound of pear blossoms tearing through his lung cavity after the end of winter, and finally turned into a gradually diffused ridicule.

"Ha...what stand can I take against you? I killed the person, at least you saved her."

"It is not rational to take responsibility or shirk responsibility on one's own accord."

"...I'm leaving." With half of his expression buried in the shadows, Mu Qingyang continued in a low voice: "Since I've been regarded as a ghost since I was born..."

"How?" Cang Sang stretched out her hand to pull him up.

The next moment, the finger hurt, the skin was bitten hard, and the pain of the phalanx being ground was transmitted in an instant.

He stared in amazement at the young man slid on the ground, thirsty for blood... His scarlet eyes, like a wild beast, were already ferocious like ghosts.

"I will come back to you again and let you know... ghosts can also eat people."

There was a low sigh, and my memories of that year were washed away by the blood-stained pear blossoms at this time.

……

The rustling breeze blows all the way from the warm south. Along the way, for three or two days, you may stop at the weeping willows by the river, or play with the sleeping lotus ponds, blowing the green mountains and wilderness all the way, bringing the tenderness of the south of the Yangtze River to fade away, and then transforming. For the vast and lonely wind in the northern part of the country, the traveler's heart is cold.

Ye Qiukuang stopped here, not for the charming lady in the inn, but for the heart-burning spirits brewed here. After drinking it, there is an illusion that the heart is soaked in the spirits and is tense and beating.

There are mortal merchants who come and go in the inn, and naturally there are also fellows who went to Daliang City with him. They hide their aura and can deceive the naked eye, but they cannot deceive him.

There were no more than two or three Foundation Establishment juniors at the next table, and they seemed to be traveling together for the secret realm of Daliang City. They probably felt that there was nothing to fear in the mortal land, so they took out the spirit tea they brought and started talking.

"...Daliang City was originally the 'Tiangong' guarding the three cities, and the secret realm has never been opened to casual practitioners. I am afraid there is an inside story this time?" When one of them mentioned the word 'Tiangong', a look of awe appeared on his face.

"How magnificent the Heavenly Palace is, naturally it never accepts outsiders. If it weren't for the old man Hebechu this time... the series of unlucky things happened to the son of the Lord He, how could it be our turn..."

"Originally, He Lin's reputation is not bad, but he lost to a female disciple of the Lower Three Palaces in the Tiangong election, and he has never changed his infatuation since then. Who knows that other people's thoughts are not on him~" A thin monk snorted coldly: "He Lin The second time was when his brain was trapped by the door, and he ran to find trouble with his love rival, but he knew that his rival was still blind, one confiscated and hurt the other, and he was given a face of 'leading' by his sweetheart."

"What is a 'leading machine'?"

"As the name suggests, those who have been poisoned by the poison of 'drawing machine', their limbs are like being restrained by a loom, if not for their good cultivation, they would have been poisoned to death on the spot. Fortunately, He Lin has a good father, who is a genius and a treasure. To save a life."

"Wouldn't the city lord He be looking for trouble with that woman?"

"The problem is that the one who was injured was a mortal. What the He family did was demeaning, so it doesn't make sense at all." The skinny monk drank some spiritual tea, smacked his lips and said, "Although the woman's status is not high, she is one of the few in the lower three palaces." The disciple of the elder who is an introductory disciple, now being punished to face the wall can be regarded as an explanation."

"That's not a big deal. Seeing what you said, brother, it seems that there is something behind?"

The skinny monk smiled, and said: "After that, He Lin began to have a strange dream every night. In the dream, a monk was speaking to him about Zen. I don't know what kind of demon Zen he was talking about. She was in a daze all day long, and she was prone to falling asleep. When she fell asleep, she felt as if she was dead. The lady of the city lord was so frightened that she invited the old man He's good friends. Dreaming less than three breaths, I heard that I was injured by the spirit of the evil Buddha, and the soul of Huashen was injured, so I hurriedly wrote down the place in He Lin's dream and went to retreat to heal his injuries."

"How can a place in a dream be real?"

"This is related to the fact that we took advantage of the loophole in the secret realm this time... City Lord He thought that someone was spying on his son's life, so he begged the other two cities of 'Qianqiu' and 'Taixuan' in advance, and opened the 'Mingguang Star Flower' "Sea', this vast sea leads to the sea area, and those who go to the trial every year, or some people can ask three questions to the "Han Hai Du Yu Pavilion" in the outer sea area."

"But the 'Han Hai Du Yu Pavilion' that gathered the world's most intelligent people?" The other two monks exclaimed: "I heard that no matter what questions you ask them, they will know! Everything is ok?!"

"This is natural, but you have to be blessed to endure it. A hundred years ago, two people were selected. One was a genius of the sect. He said he wanted the world's top kungfu. Since the palace, he was so angry that he vomited blood and is still stuck in the golden core stage. It was a mortal butcher who strayed into the secret realm who was picked together with him. The blood spirit demon knife, the guardian of the blood spirit in the knife, but all the monks under the Nascent Soul have no enemies, and now the butcher is already the ruler of a small country of mortals." The thin monk showed envy in his eyes, and then Said: "Hanhai Duyan Pavilion only selects a few people every year, and only gives one question. What City Lord He asked for this time is to hope that there will be the location of Helin's dream land and the person behind the scenes in this question. As long as you get The news, as long as it is within Daliang City's ability, if you ask for it, you will agree to it. This deal is really a bargain. After all, Hanhai Duyan Pavilion only answers questions instead of directly giving material things. If someone really comes back with an answer, City Lord He I'm afraid I'm going to bleed."

The City Lord of Daliang has made such a big move, and he has always kept promises and has a close relationship with the 'Tiangong'. If he can be recommended to join the Tiangong, he can get rid of his status as a casual cultivator and enjoy the unlimited resources given by the 'Tiangong'.

Er Sanxiu eagerly asked the name of the place that City Lord He was looking for. The skinny monk was about to make a fool of himself to get some benefits, but he heard a handsome young man with a thin scar at the corner of his eye casually say——

"Yincang Tower."

The skinny cultivator was stunned, looked at Ye Qiukuang with an unfriendly expression, and asked, "Who are you?"

After drinking all the spirits and money for the wine, Ye Qiukuang sneered and said a word lightly.

"Fools~ Yincang Tower is not a place for the living to go."

……

Ye Qiukuang counted the enemies at the current stage with his fingers. The number is a little less, but the quality has generally been sublimated. It is not the kind of second-generation Xiu who can close their eyes and drift, but the relatives of the second generation of Xiu. Fathers from all walks of life.But according to his background, fighting for his father must have a dark future. It would be good if he didn't find his own father to fight. Those who threatened his life and Qing Yang's life were all finished... But before that, there was one more thing that stuck in his heart.

Ye Qiukuang unbuttoned his wristband, and there was a strange pattern on the inside of his wrist, which looked like a tattoo of a sun wheel. According to Cang Sang, this tattoo was something called a "timepiece" in the other world, and the central fork The rotation of the two pointers out represents the passage of time.

Cangsang's identity is too mysterious, including the locked study room in Yincang Tower that he only allows Qing Yang to touch, and the clues revealed occasionally will let him confirm... The product of human blood terriers, they are basically aliens wandering in a world he doesn't know.

This setting seems too fake, Ye Qiukuang would rather believe that a certain folk story novel that has been practiced for a hundred years has become a master, but hell, it's all true.I sold my life to an unscrupulous trader through this ghost tattoo, and the unscrupulous trader also gave a friendly reminder——Your life balance is insufficient, and you are welcome to die next time.

Of course, having said that, there are no unscrupulous traders, and I have already been scratched to death by the killer sent by the scumbag... Even if you are so cold, at least I can respect you as a lifesaver, you must be so ruthless Poison tongue? !

Ye Qiukuang slandered for a long time, but looking at it from another perspective, it doesn't matter if he continues to fly on the stud road for hundreds of years before his death date, otherwise he will be slapping Cangsang himself.

Ye Qiukuang is not very wise and close to a monster, but he always has a strange, beast-like intuition... Even if he doesn't admit it, he still knows that Cangsang never tells lies.

Sitting down with the magic weapon of the nuclear boat, Ye Qiukuang came to his senses and knew that the destination of the trip had arrived. He put away the magic weapon and pulled up the hood to cover half of his face.What appeared in front of me was a gigantic city that stretched for hundreds of miles to the left and right. Even if you looked at it from the outside through the large moat, you could still see the bustling and lively inside.

"The people who came here naturally entered the Daliang City Lord's Mansion for Mingguang Xinghuahai."

The guard had never seen such thick-skinned before, and he paused for a moment before angrily said: "Although the Great Liang City Lord's Mansion accepts monks from all over the world, it still needs someone to recommend, not just anyone can enter."

Ye Qiukuang raised his eyes and stared at the guard for a long time... for a long time, until the guard was sweating coldly on his back and suspected that the guard had taken a fancy to him, then he slowly took out a white jade jug the size of a palm.

"Brother's cultivation base geometry?"

"... Late Golden Core Stage."

"Well, you are a late-stage Golden Core, and I am also a late-stage Golden Core. Although I am more handsome than you horizontally, I am on the same level vertically. Then if you continue to embarrass me, I will make you so big. One person stuffed into this Huadiao wine bottle that can only hold two catties mixed with water."

The guard immediately looked at him with crazy eyes.

Ye Qiukuang continued: "Then it is obvious that you have a large number of people, and I will be arrested and sent to the city lord to look at the frying pan, and you will be seriously injured. If you don't embarrass me at this time and show me the way for this road idiot, When I come out and meet the daughter of the city lord, I will invite you to drink and eat meat."

The guard couldn't refute this rogue logic, and refused to accept it: "You still want to pick up the city lord's daughter like this? Are you kidding me?"

"Do not believe?"

The guard shook his head violently, then Ye Qiukuang sighed and said, "Okay, I'll prove it to you."

As he spoke, Ye Qiukuang looked left and right, took off the guard's protective goggle, threw it behind him without looking, only heard a slight cry of pain, and was about to enter a Linglangxiang car in the city lord's mansion Step down two maids in green skirts—

"Where is Miss Disturbance from Madman?" After speaking, the two maids in green skirts wandered among the crowd for a moment, their eyes fixed on Ye Qiukuang coldly.

"Who are you?!"

"I'm sorry for disturbing the girl. I just wanted to find someone I like, and I forgot about it for a while."

The girl in the gauze curtain was a little annoyed, but she heard the young and clear voice outside the gauze curtain, which was indescribably comforting, so she lifted the curtain and looked at him dissatisfied with her bright eyes: "How do you find someone you like?" Here we come, the city lord's mansion doesn't have many female guests these days, what does that person look like? I'll call someone to help you ask a question or two, if you find out, then leave quickly."

Ye Qiukuang folded his hands and smiled casually: "Isn't it in the girl's hands to decide what the person looks like?"

The girl was taken aback for a moment, and looked down at Yi Ren's clear face in the bronze mirror, only to realize that the man was referring to herself, bit her lower lip, and said angrily, "You are a fool! Don't...don't let me see it again." It's up to you!" After speaking, the bronze mirror was thrown back angrily.

After the girl had a fit, she shouted to the maid who was about to take down Ye Qiukuang and question her: "Don't be ashamed of yourself here! Don't come back home with me!"

Xiangche left in a hurry, and no matter how blind the guard was, he could still see that the ears of the city lord's daughter were so red that they were about to bleed.

Ye Qiukuang patted the bronze mirror back into his arms, took out a pink embroidered silk handkerchief from under the bronze mirror, shook it on the guard's face, and said expressionlessly, "Are you convinced?"

"Kneel!"

"Then what should I call?"

"Senior, please come in!"

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