Oops, husband, he's probably not human

Luo Xun didn't know what the national teacher was thinking, he was already content to be able to eat and drink in Achen's arms, he purposely ate very slowly, just wanting to procrastinate for a little more time.

He hoped to awaken Yan Chuchen's rationality through getting along with him, even if it was only a little bit.

Yan Chuchen's willpower is very strong, as long as he loosens his mouth a little, he can find a way to wake up himself.

However, there is only one cup of water, and only one bowl of porridge, no matter how slowly you eat, you will finish it.

Seeing that Yan Chuchen was about to leave, Luo Xun, who finally regained some strength, gently grabbed his trouser legs.

"Achen."

"Achen."

"Chen, can you hear me?"

But no matter how sincerely Luo Xun called, how heartbroken and helpless he was, Yan Chuchen was still neither happy nor sad. He bent down, took Luo Xun's hand, and pulled away his trouser leg.

But when he let go, he gently squeezed Luo Xun's palm with his thumb.

Luo Xun was taken aback for a moment, and obediently let go of his hand.

Retreating to the corner, he hugged his knees and buried his head in his arms, and there was a shocking wave in his heart.

Squeezing palms is Yan Chuchen's favorite action to do to him when he is awake. Whether it is going out to hold hands or resting at night, whenever Yan Chuchen touches him, he will subconsciously squeeze his palms lightly.

He also asked why.

Yan Chuchen's original words were: This is our agreement.

At that time, he only thought that Yan Chuchen was quite romantic, and he didn't ask about any agreement, could it be...

No, Yan Chuchen is really under control, even if he can't see it, he can feel it from his pervasive Yin Qi, he is not pretending.

Or... he actually still has a semblance of reason in his heart?

But when did it start?

In Nanshan Court?

Or from the moment I called him husband?

But no matter what, as long as Achen is not completely controlled.

It doesn't matter how hard I suffer, as long as there is still hope, as long as A Chen still has the hope of being sober.

Thinking of this, Luo Xun trembled with excitement, but he didn't even dare to lift his head in order not to be seen as tricky by the national teacher.

"Luo Xun."

The national teacher thought that Luo Xun was crying and didn't care, "You can bear the torture by yourself, so what if the more serious torture falls on Yan Chuchen?"

"..."

Luo Xun, who was buried in his head, was taken aback.

What does this mean?

But before he could react, he heard a beast-like howl of pain from outside the cage, and the strong Yin Qi was scurrying around in the room.

This is……

"Achen, Achen?"

Luo Xun finally realized what the national teacher wanted to do.

"Ow—"

If he was attacked by other people, the ghost king would resist instinctively, but if the person who hurt him was someone who controlled him, he would just bear it silently.

Luo Xun practiced Taoism, so he naturally understood the truth.

The national teacher sees that torturing himself is useless, does he want to use Yan Chuchen to force himself?

But he really can't get it out.

Listening to Yan Chuchen's painful howls in his ears, it was more uncomfortable than Luo Xun's own torture.

"Don't touch him, don't touch him."

"Ow—"

I don't know if he sensed the emotions of his 'wife', but Yan Chuchen actually responded, which made Luo Xun even more painful.

He groped to get out, but there were cold iron bars all around.

"Achen, Achen."

Luo Xun was frantic, but he still groped around along the railing, and finally, he found the door of the cage.

Because there was a black tiger guarding the cage, the cage was not locked, but simply fastened with a buckle. Luo Xun pulled it open by feeling, and groped along the direction of the sound source.

But he couldn't see it, and he was unfamiliar with this place, so he was knocked to the ground by a wooden stool.

He hadn't eaten or drank for three days. A bowl of porridge, a steamed bun, and a glass of water just now didn't give him much strength. Now he was thrown down hard and couldn't get up for a long time.

The palms of his hands also rubbed heavily on the rough concrete floor, and there was a burning pain. Luo Xun knew that he was injured.

But he didn't care so much, he got up and wanted to move forward.

'Plop' With one leg stretched out suddenly, Luo Xun was tripped and fell on the big horse again.

This time he fell on his head, Luo Xun groaned in pain.

"Hmm~"

"Ow—"

And Yan Chuchen's howling became more and more painful, as if he was suffering from great torture.

"Achen? Achen?"

There was still no response to the shout, and Luo Xun finally realized that he was blind and powerless, and he couldn't fight the bastard national teacher at all.

He was in pain and helpless, so he could only curse like crazy: "Ke Yuanqing, you will die badly. I curse you that you will never find the elixir of youth. After you die, you will go to eighteen levels of hell. The most beloved son will not end well, you..."

'Snapped'

A hard slap fell on the face, interrupting Luo Xun's crazy cursing. The weak man couldn't stand it at all, his body tilted, and he fell directly to the ground.

But this time he wasn't crying. Instead, he laughed like a maniac, and blurted out even more vicious curses.

"Ke Yuanqing, you bastard son of a whore, if you kill innocent people and hurt Prince Haoyue, Heaven will never tolerate you."

"After you die, you will go to hell and suffer thousands of tortures until your soul is gone, and you will never be reborn forever."

"Your descendants, your son, your clan, including the eighteen generations of your ancestors, will be imprisoned in a square inch forever like the people in Tongle Town, and will die a bad death."

"One day you will be trampled by thousands of people, just like your mother whore///, you will be trampled to death."

Luo Xun, who was in a hurry, could scold anything, including the eighteenth generation of the ancestors who had been the national teacher, and the biggest stain in Ke Yuanqing's life.

his mother.

The birth of a national teacher is not good, and his mother is indeed a prostitute in a brothel, but it is only a brothel for performing arts.

Until one day, she was favored by a high-ranking official and nobleman, who redeemed her and made her a concubine.

But the official wife of a high-ranking official was too powerful. When Ke Yuanqing was five years old, he ordered people to lay an ambush outside the city and crushed the woman who was going to burn incense in the temple to death.

As for the young Ke Yuanqing, he watched helplessly.

If it were someone else, they might sympathize with their mother and think about avenging their mother when they grow up.

But Ke Yuanqing was on the contrary, he was ashamed of it, and he never wanted to mention his mother with a low background, and he didn't even want to admit that he was the son of that prostitute///.

Although in the end he still killed his wife.

But it was not to avenge his mother, but to erase those unbearable pasts.

It can be seen how perverted Ke Yuanqing is.

As for Luo Xun, how did he know?Of course Yan Chuan told him.

"is it?"

Being scolded like this, the national teacher smiled instead of anger, "Then I will also take you and Yan Chuchen to the funeral, it's not a loss."

After speaking, he slapped Luo Xun twice.

Luo Xun was already weak, and was immediately dizzy from the beating.

But he was still uncompromising, with blood in his mouth, he laughed wildly at the national teacher, "You hit me, kill me, and then detain my soul, you can do whatever you want."

"I could not care less."

"So what if the soul flies away?"

"I, Luo Xun, have never done anything harmful to nature. Heaven has eyes and will definitely avenge me. I will definitely let you die and go to hell."

"You don't care about yourself, don't you care about him?"

The national teacher's vicious words came to his ears, and he didn't know what he had done, Yan Chuchen howled again in pain.

Luo Xun was stunned for a moment, then continued to laugh wildly, "I'm going to die, so who cares about him? At worst, I'll go back to heaven with him."

"you……"

The national teacher didn't expect that Luo Xun would be so hard-hearted. He clearly felt sorry for Yan Chuchen, but he refused to let go.

I wanted to do it again, but I was afraid that I would really beat him to death.

Then he really won't get anything.

Kneeling down and grabbing Luo Xun's neck, Ke Yuanqing was so angry that his eyes were red.

"Luo Xun, you really think you dare not kill you, don't you?"

"I know you dare, you dare to kill even a baby in swaddle, let alone me?"

Even though his neck was strangled, Luo Xun was still dishonest, laughing with blood in his mouth.

"Don't you want the medicine of immortality? Don't you doubt me? You kill me, you can still drink my blood, eat my flesh, and see if you will live forever?"

"Ha ha ha ha--"

When there was no way to survive, Luo Xun only wanted to frantically seek death.

"Don't threaten me with Yan Chuchen, I also practice Taoism, and I know a lot."

"So what if you control him? So what if you beat him out of his wits?"

"Have you forgotten who he was before he was alive? Prince Haoyue, the emperor appointed by the royal family, he once led troops to save the lives of countless people. No amount of this great merit can be erased."

"The way of heaven is fair. He died because of you, and he will suffer this crime after being banned for a thousand years. The way of heaven will definitely compensate him in other places."

"Aren't you afraid that heaven will make him reborn? Are you not afraid that your sins will be doubled after his death?"

"You seek longevity and want to cultivate immortality, don't you not know that cultivating immortality requires transcending calamity?"

"Your hands are stained with countless blood. If you treat the king of the human race with great merit so cruelly, Heaven will never let you go."

"Ha ha ha ha--"

"Ha ha ha ha--"

Luo Xun laughed wildly, even though he couldn't see the face of the national teacher, he could still feel Ke Yuanqing's anger from the trembling hands on his neck that were tightening more and more.

The more unhappy the old thing is, the happier he is.

Even if Luo Xun was going to die, he would have to disgust this scumbag before he died.

……

The national teacher was also really angry. He didn't want to admit it but had to admit that what Luo Xun said was right.

Even if he obtains the elixir, so what if he obtains the cultivation method of immortality?

His hands were stained with blood, heaven would not tolerate him.

But what's wrong with him?

He just didn't want to die.

Seeing Luo Xun's mouth full of blood and laughing wildly, the national teacher was so angry that he slapped him twice, then smashed him to the ground, and kicked Luo Xun's abdomen again.

"boom--"

Luo Xun was kicked heavily to the corner of the wall.

"Hmm~"

The weak Luo Xun couldn't bear the beating by the national teacher at all, and the beating almost cost him half his life.

However, by coincidence, just as he braced his hands and was about to sit up, he touched a pair of cold legs.

After another induction, it was Yan Chuchen.

"Achen, Achen?"

Luo Xun hurriedly tugged at the hem of his clothes.

However, at this moment, Yan Chuchen was imprisoned in place, unable to bend down, unable to move, and the shining formation under his feet made him feel miserable.

"Are you sad? Are you heartbroken?"

The national teacher rushed over again and grabbed Luo Xun, "I still have [-] ways to torture him, for something you don't need, are you going to abandon him?"

Luo Xun didn't speak, just like a dead dog being held in the hands of the national teacher.

"damn it."

Seeing Luo Xun looking like he was dying, the national teacher was also so angry that he couldn't help it. He couldn't kill him, and his mouth was tight. It's time to use some special methods.

"Ouyang Nuan, hang him upside down and let the blood out. I'll see how long he can last."

"Yes."

Ouyang Nuan, who had become a puppet, stepped forward to take Luo Xun, and hung him upside down on the beam.

Luo Xun was powerless to resist, and let Ouyang Nuan move until his wrist was cut open, and bright red blood dripped down his fingers.

He couldn't see it, but he could feel that Yan Chuchen was not far away from him. With the sound of closing the door, Luo Xun knew that the national teacher had left, and even took Ouyang Nuan with him.

good chance.

Luo Xun tentatively stretched out his hand to the corner, and called softly: "Achen, Achen, Yan Chuchen?" "

But at this moment, Yan Chuchen was suffering from the formation and could not give him a response.

"calm down."

Luo Xun forced himself to calm down, he had to learn how to save himself before rescue came.

He is not afraid of death, but if he can live, why would he want to die?

"The formations in the world are ever-changing and inseparable from their origins, no matter how advanced the formations are, there is his way to break them, and the talismans remain the same."

The more uncomfortable and painful it was, the more lucid Luo Xun's mind became, and the words Master taught echoed in his mind over and over again.

He might know how to save Ah Chen.

Even if it can't wake him up, at least it can relieve some pain.

Thinking of this, Luo Xun tried his best to lift up the severed wrist, put it in his mouth, and with a ruthless heart, endured the severe pain to tear the wound even bigger.

When he felt the blood flow was bigger, he swung vigorously in the direction of Yan Chuchen.

The blood of cultivators is different from that of ordinary people, the power contained in it is enough to obliterate ordinary ghosts.

This is why in ghost movies, Taoist priests often smear the mahogany sword with blood from their fingertips, which is to bless the mahogany sword with their own blood.

When drops of bright red touched the strong Yin Qi, there was a sizzling burning sound, as if the skin was instantly corroded when it touched sulfuric acid.

After all, Yan Chuchen was a ghost, so he suffered even more.

But compared to the pain of the formation, this can be said to be insignificant.

Luo Xun continued to work hard, he must use his own blood to destroy the formation under Yan Chuchen's feet.

"Don't worry, Achen, I will definitely save you."

Waving again and again, splashing blood on the formation again and again, after an unknown amount of time, finally, Yan Chuchen's howling of pain gradually slowed down.

until it stops.

Luo Xun sensed it and found that A Chen's Yin Qi had calmed down again.

Solve it?

Has the formation failed?

Luo Xun finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Achen."

"Achen."

His body was hung upside down, and he lost too much blood. At this moment, Luo Xun had no more strength, his consciousness gradually became blurred, and finally fell into darkness.

……

When Luo Xun woke up again, he found that he had been put down, and what lay under him was not an iron cage, but a rough and cold concrete floor.

When I moved my wrist, although it hurt, I still felt the restraint of being wrapped in gauze.

who is it?

Is it Yan Chulin?

"woke up?"

But when the devil-like voice rang in his ears, he realized that it was still the national teacher.

"I can't see it. You really love that ghost. If I hadn't discovered it early, you would have been rotten inside. For a ghost, are you worth it?"

The national teacher was really puzzled this time.

When he sensed that the formation was broken and rushed in, he saw a scene that he could never have imagined.

Luo Xun was already in great pain, he beat him without eating or drinking, and was hanged upside down, but for Yan Chuchen, he managed to tear his wrists apart and break through with blood.

Was he really willing to die for Yan Chuchen?

just a ghost

"What's not worth it?"

This time Luo Xun didn't go crazy anymore, but calmly asked: "If it was your Lin'er, or his concubine mother, would you give up on them?"

Lin'er?

The national teacher was silent.

After a while, he actually relaxed his tone, "Luo Xun, Lin'er is my most beloved son, and I think he is no worse than Yan Chuchen."

"He likes you, likes you like crazy."

"I arrested you this time because I sent him away in advance, otherwise he would never allow me to treat you like this."

"As long as you hand over what I want, I will let you go and let you and Lin'er go far away."

"As for Yan Chuchen?"

"I do everything just for longevity. If you give me something, I will let you go. I can even join your master and send him to the underworld for reincarnation."

"You also said that he will be protected by heaven, so there must be a chance."

"..."

Luo Xun was a little speechless, is this too strong to be soft?

OK, let's play, right?

He Luoxun had plenty of time.

"is it?"

Luo Xun asked seriously: "Let's not talk about reincarnation and reincarnation, I'll just ask you, do you know what the definition of immortality is?"

"I asked Yan Chuchen, it is said that the Haoyue National Treasure contains the medicine of immortality and cultivation skills, right?"

"Ah."

The national teacher thought that Luo Xun had listened to his words, so he gave a good-tempered hum.

"But have you thought about it?"

Luo Xun asked again: "If I really got those things? Why am I still the way I am now? My cultivation is all taught by my master. How can I have any cultivation skills?"

"But you..."

The national teacher was about to question, but was interrupted by Luo Xun, "You don't have to suspect that I am hiding, I have been tortured by you to this point, I have nothing to hide."

"Let's talk about the elixir of life."

"You didn't understand in ancient times, but you still don't understand after so long in modern times?"

"Isn't longevity just cell regeneration? Do you think I have this ability now?"

Said, Luo Xun raised his injured hand, "I can't even heal a small wound, how can I live forever?"

"You must say that I hid it, don't you?"

Luo Xun asked himself and answered, "But you have also controlled Yan Chuchen. If I really hide it, will he not know? Besides, if there is such a good thing, why should I hide it? Why don't I just eat it?"

"..."

amount……

Not to mention, how reasonable is it?

But the national teacher didn't believe it.

"Don't you lie to me, if you didn't eat, how did you come out of the sea alive?"

"...Of course it was Yan Chuchen who saved me."

Luo Xun's face was taken for granted: "You don't think I crawled out by myself, do you? I have the ability to be bullied by those idiots of Single Song? By the way, Single Song won't tell you, right? ? He said I crawled out of the sea by myself?"

"..."

Luo Xun was too natural, without any trace of lying.

For a moment, Ke Yuanqing really suspected that the single had deceived him.

"Then why is Xu Shengan crazy?" But there are still doubts.

"Yan Chuchen was refined by you yourself. You don't know how much ability he has? He is a majestic ghost king. It is not easy to make a person crazy?" Luo Xun replied lightly.

"..."

It seems that this is really the case?

Did Luo Xun really make sense, or was he drawn into it?

Ke Yuanqing was not reconciled, and stared at Luo Xun intently, trying to see the little blind man's flaws.

But the little blind man was very calm, plus he couldn't see, he just looked ahead without focus.

Could it be that I made a mistake?

After Yan Chulan ascended the throne, he just buried the guqin to hide his eyes and ears, and the elixir and exercises in it have been replaced?

It's right to think about it, but it's the skills of cultivating immortals and immortality. Wasn't Yan Chulan a little bit moved back then?

Even if he and the prince are brothers, but Yan Chuchen is dead, even the body has not been found, an empty tomb, is it worth destroying the national treasure in it?

However, just when the national teacher's mind was shaken, he saw Luo Xun's eyes blinded by him turned pink, and the pupils changed, showing the appearance of a cherry blossom.

This this……

Could it be that immortal medicine is in Luo Xun's eyes?

Ke Yuanqing was overjoyed, but before he could be happy, his consciousness flickered, his vision went dark, and when he regained consciousness, he returned to... Haoyue?

Isn't the majestic palace in front of you Haoyue's palace?

what's the situation?

hallucinations?

Looked around, touched the cold bluestone ground under his feet, pinched his arms, this real touch and pain...

He traveled back again?

Is it because of Luo Xun's eyes?

"Prince arrives—"

Before Ke Yuanqing could take a closer look, a eunuch's shout suddenly came from ahead, and when he turned his head, it was the Luan of Prince Haoyue who had arrived.

But as a national teacher, he naturally didn't have to kneel down to welcome the prince.

However, as the future emperor, he still had to bow and salute to show respect.

This is also the reason why he wanted to make Lin'er the crown prince. Ke Yuanqing's kung fu skills are profound, and there are countless secret techniques in his hands, which have already surpassed ordinary people.

Why should you bow down to the Yan family, who are also ordinary people?

He is not satisfied.

As the prince's Luanjia got closer, the national teacher still stood upright.

He believes that everything in front of him is never real, and neither the touch nor the pain can be real, and the illusion he created can do the same.

Moreover, Prince Haoyue had already been killed by him, and was refined into a ghost king, so how could he appear here?

The most urgent task is to find a way to leave the illusion and return to reality.

There is something wrong with Luo Xun's eyes, whether it's the cultivation technique of immortality or the medicine of elixir, there must be something related to it.

OK!

He was finally found.

As long as Luo Xun's eyes are dug out and refined, he will be able to find the elixir of life.

At that time, he will really be free from birth, old age, sickness and death, and will be above everyone.

"Bold, you didn't kneel when you saw His Highness."

Just when the national teacher was imagining the beauty of immortality, a thorn whip fell hard with the eunuch's shout, and slammed on the national teacher with a slap, and blood was dripping immediately.

When the real pain came, even if it was an illusion, it was difficult for the national teacher to accept.

Since climbing to a high position step by step, he has not been hurt like this for a long time.

"Not kneeling yet."

The eunuch's scolding sound came again, and the thorn whip fell again.

Ke Yuanqing reacted quickly, grabbed the tip of the whip and snatched it away, then lashed back at the eunuch who whipped him.

……