Emperor's Landing

The barren moss in the woods Dao Yun's home, pity the jade bones and dust.There is nowhere to say before the sorrow to the wind.

Half a lifetime of duckweed drifts with the water, and a night of cold rain buries famous flowers.The soul is Liu Mian blowing to pieces, circling the horizon.

—— "Breaking Through the Huanxi Sands"

Zhuobi Yunhan is Zhang Yutian; the man under the moon walks alone in the night wind.

Under the cold and windy night, a light figure leaps forward under the moonlight, looking for a light and shadow in the sky, rushes towards the distant empty valley, stirs up the rotten grass and barren mounds, and bursts of fireflies float into the sky, piercing the sky of the night. silence.

Beside an ancient temple in the wilderness, several moonlight believers were whispering.

"Quickly dig, it's hard to find the inner and outer coffins of this thousand-year-old tomb. There must be treasures." The caller said, and the sound of shovels and hoes jingling beside him made a messy sound.

"Ah—" There was a scream, a sharp howl of ghosts and wolves, "This is a bone."

"What are you afraid of? Maybe a ghost will look for you." Another sneer sounded.

"Yes, yes. How many years have you been in this industry, why are you still surprised." The boss said.

The howling of night animals in the distant sky filled the darkness.

Suddenly, a man bent down and pulled out a brocade box.

"What is this?" The caller next to him hastily wiped out a flame. The flame was just ignited, but was blown out by the cold wind immediately. However, this

The flash of fire revealed the greed on the faces of several people and the salivation in their mouths.

"It really is a peerless treasure. This treasure box alone is enough to sell for a lot of money. Guess what's hidden inside?"

While hesitating, several tomb robbers suddenly heard a loud roar in the distance.Listening quietly, I only felt the voice of an ethereal ghost in the distance penetrate the air, and echoed countless times in the empty valley, breaking the tranquility of the sleeping bird: "Where are you?" Lonely and desperate.

The people in the distance seem to be asking the sky, only the baby spirits in the barren tomb let out a burst of "haha, haha" childlike laughter, but the search was fruitless.Immediately, the loud voice entered the sky again, "Where are you?" It echoed in the empty valley again.Before the echo disappeared, another voice came, "The soul is back, Di Yingying." The human voice was intertwined with the echo, which made people feel heartbroken.

Here, several tomb robbers have insight into all this.One suddenly laughed, "It must be another heartbroken man who came to the valley in the middle of the night pretending to be a ghost. Let's leave him alone and continue to guess the treasure in the box."

"Yes, yes. Maybe we don't have to worry about it for the rest of our lives."

The boss said impatiently, "Damn it, guess what, open it and have a look." As he spoke, he snatched it from his hand, let out a sigh of relief, and slowly opened the brocade box.As soon as the treasure box was unsealed, a burst of ghostly mist streamed out little by little, and the few people were concentrating and holding their breath, but they felt something evil in their throats, and they couldn't breathe.The treasure box in their hands fell to the ground with a slap, and several people tried to take the things between their necks with both hands, but gradually lost consciousness, unable to speak, and then died suddenly.And a little bit of brilliance, floating in the world.

The brisk figure in the distance keenly sensed the abnormal spirit atmosphere here, hurriedly cleared up his mood, slammed his right hand behind his back, pulled out an umbrella and opened it, looking for breath.Standing at the ancient tomb, closing his eyes lightly, the fantasy just now appeared in his mind.He sighed, and only smiled slightly, "I've been looking for you for so many years, you're naughty again, come back soon!" With a wave of his hand, he saw the blue-purple psychedelic light swirling in the air from the umbrella leaves, spinning continuously and rapidly , absorbing a little firefly-like light into the umbrella.The umbrella gradually rotated slowly in the air, and the blue-violet light gradually disappeared.The umbrella closed by itself, and then lightly fell into the umbrella bag on the man's back. I could only feel the light-colored braids swaying at the tight lock of the umbrella belt, which was meaningful.

The man stood here for a while, and after regaining consciousness, he gently touched the umbrella body on the right shoulder with his left hand, smiled slightly, as if a big stone had landed in his heart, and said: "Thank you for helping me find the last strand of umbrella. The wandering soul. Old friend, let's go back!" The clear and pleasant man's voice lingered like the sound of heaven, and the figure carried the weight of life, and gradually moved away.

In the world of life, only those with three souls and seven souls can be human, and those without them will die.Every soul is a naughty child who likes to play hide and seek.After a person dies, the three souls and seven souls scatter all over the field like light spots, hide in the dark places of the world, where ghosts linger, and gradually assimilate with all things in nature and disappear.Therefore, in the mist and miasma forest, it is the most haunted and the most haunted place for souls to float.The longer the time, the farther the soul drifts, and finally disperses.He has been playing with these naughty children for ten years, and it is finally over.

I have been wandering for many years, I have been tossing and turning for ten years, and life is suddenly too late.

I still remember that when I brought back the Ninth Soul, it was already five years ago, and since then I have embarked on the most difficult journey.He swore to his parents that if he didn't find this soul, he would never come back.The last soul is the most difficult to find, wandering like a lonely ghost for five years, haven't come home for five years, haven't seen parents for five years.Now, in the tenth spring and autumn, I have finally found this last soul, my heart is sour, there is no sorrow, no grief, I just walk quietly, moving forward lightly.

On the way back, the insects made a harmonious chirp.At this time, the sky is slightly drunk, and the tip of the grass is dotted with dew, and under the radiance of the moonlight, it exudes a faint mist.Countless thoughts flooded in.For the past ten years, he has always been alone, with a bamboo stick and straw sandals, dragging his tired steps, looking for and searching.The moisture in the grass submerges the hasty feet, and has traveled many uninhabited places. With the sky and the earth as the hut, the wind and rain as friends, and the barren tombs and lonely souls and bones as companions, we travel through the night and listen to wild animals. Howling, the ghosts and gods are mournful, and I am like a dead thing, my body is haggard and bone standing.Between the tombs, the world is miserable, and the bones are everywhere, to the point of exhaustion.

Behind him, the bells of the ancient temple in the wilderness rang, lingering in the ears.Looking back at the west wind, counting the dead bells.

The oblique man is hazy, the jade leak is far away, the poplar is sad, and Xiao Xiaochou kills people.Wandering souls, go farther and farther!I have been looking for this last soul for five years, or today the heavens are merciful, and the person is already haggard, and when I look back suddenly, the soul is in a place where the lights are dim.Or if you passed by today, will you continue to embark on the journey of the night without end?Fate plays tricks, often.I can't remember how many times I had a mental breakdown. It's been too long. I've been walking on the same road for too long, and I can't remember what my original intention is.

Until now, walking under the sky, the night is returning, and the thoughts can no longer freeze and calm down, and the painful and tear-jerking memory fragments hit my mind, lingering.

He remembered the most unforgettable scene in his life, it was also the first time he stepped out of childishness and matured, and he would never forget it no matter what.Ten years ago, no matter how reluctant he was, he finally chose to take that step, chose to leave the protection of his parents, and went on the road of no return.what is this?He asked himself countless times, why did he force himself to mature like this?Isn't it good to let go of your obsessions?

At that time, everything was dreamlike and extremely real. The price of finding the first soul was the extremely bleak and bloody memory, nausea and despair, intertwined into illusion.Until now, although I can't remember the hardships of other souls, but the first time ten years ago, I felt as beautiful as my first love, and as desperate as losing my love for the first time. Looking back, I can't calm down. It overwhelmed his joy at this time, and also drowned out the sound of hurried footsteps:

At that time, just hearing the news that Di Yanying had passed away, she felt pain in her heart, embraced unrealistic fantasies, and knelt down to beg her parents.In the end, the parents had no choice but to say, "The price of rebirth is heavy. You must find every soul and every soul of him floating in the world to have a chance. And this is all up to you The sincerity of continuing life."

It is heard that there are evil currents flowing in the mass graves, which may be caused by the resentment and soul of the living.

He, who never left his parents, set foot on the mass grave alone for the first time, stepping on the corpses to find the wandering ghosts.An innocent child who had never experienced the blood and blood of the world, was forced into the embrace of the night, and stayed with the corpses of ghosts.

That night, listening to partridges weeping blood, cicadas drinking hatred, and ghosts crying, my heart was shaken with anxiety, horror, and despair.But he could only hear the only call in his heart: I must save him.That feeling is very subtle!

On the mass grave, there was the sound of bones breaking under their feet.He entered the illusion with the hazy mist, and gradually entered the thrilling maze of ghosts hitting the wall, and the magic realm of childhood appeared in front of him. The environment setting seemed familiar, but it was not familiar, and all the familiar people turned into ghosts one by one. Even his parents turned into two moving skeletons, he searched everywhere desperately trying to find someone he knew, and Di Yanying turned into skeletons.All these familiar people performed the scene in the deepest memory at high speed before his eyes.

He will never forget that scene.

With the gradual trance of the mind, all illusions become real.He kept saying "impossible", but it was too real in front of him, he was gradually swallowed up by the dream demon, and the beliefs of these years suddenly collapsed, and then for some reason, this group of living skeletons all ran towards him ferociously, forcing him to have nowhere to go But, he followed the route he remembered, kept running and escaping, and found himself in a dilemma in a quagmire.In tension, he jumped down suddenly, falling, sinking, and feeling heavy.Gradually, the flustered mind was concentrated, and what my mother said before the departure came to my mind:

"Don't forget the original intention of today." This sentence echoed countless times in the empty pool.

His mother's words made him wake up like a dream. He opened his eyes and asked the surrounding darkness:

"Mother, are you there?" There was no response.

The falling body continued to fall.His consciousness and belief gradually came back, and countless words flashed in his mind: What is the original intention?Don't forget what your original intention is?

"Only you can save him!" Mother's words sounded again.

"Yes, to save him, this is my trial."

When he regained his composure and opened his eyes, there was still darkness and bones in front of him, stained with blood, and he could only hear the howling of evil little ghosts on the left and right, mixed with a biting Yin Qi.

He yelled, "Mother said, we are the masters of creating illusions." After his words fell, the little ghosts were scattered and fled in all directions by this monster force.He pulled out the umbrella he was carrying, and after the umbrella lifted into the air, it emitted a little bit of blue and purple light, put the first spirit he found into the umbrella, and brought it home.

It has been ten years, and it has been ten years since that thrilling first experience.Today, under the tassel moonlight, I can finally go home.How are your parents?How is he?