I, scum gong, never adore Master

If you forget me!I'll never let you go even if I'm a ghost!

"When is this hatred over? The long road is long, the cold is more rainy, and it will be cool to bury him.

Everlasting regret is long and long, and it is difficult to wake up from a dream.The material also feels that the world is tasteless.If there are flying feathers in Lingquan.I'm also afraid that both of them will die, and if they are destined to die again, the moon will be left in zero wind.The tears are gone, and the paper is ashes. "

Rolling wheels drove down Long Street, passing by the shore of the lake.

The singer on the painting boat has a gentle and gentle voice, and with soft words, she sings sad and sad words into the rainy and cool autumn.

The singing disturbed the cat who was sleeping soundly in the corner of the car with its tail curled up. He moved his ears, shook his fluffy tail and raised his claws to lift the curtain, and then he retracted into the arms of the boy who was driving.

The young man frowned in the coir raincoat: "It's raining outside, why did you come out? Aren't you afraid your hair will get wet?"

"Then hold tight."

Mao'er muttered something in a low voice, then shrank back into the boy's arms.

The young man had no choice but to pull off his tight coat and wrap the whole cat in his arms, preventing even a trace of rain from splashing on him.

Mao'er wrinkled the tip of her tender nose: "Can you drive a car? Hurry up!"

"Uh..." The young man sighed helplessly, "It's already very fast."

The melodious music from the boat was too noisy, the diva's voice was high-pitched and thin, and she sang very nicely, normally Philip would have jumped out of the car and leaned over to listen to the song.

However, the singing voice is too sad and the lyrics are extremely inauspicious, talking about the difference, the separation of yin and yang and so on.

Philippe stretched out his furry paws, groped open a gap and looked inside the carriage.

The young man in white clothes Haoxue didn't seem to be affected, hugging the sleeping boy Yi Yi in the carriage light sleep, the desolate voice of the diva and the applause from the audience were unheard.

Fei Fei loosened his claws and sighed softly.

"What's the matter?" Qingteng is nervous and insensitive.

"What's the matter? Hurry up your car! Hurry up, hurry up!"

"Oh."

The carriage drove out of the city all the way and headed towards the outer suburbs.

The curtains in the carriage were not very transparent, and the interior was dark and dark. The young man opened his peach blossom eyes, and the amber colored glass beads were stained with blood red, and in a blink of an eye, they were dyed black by Ziyehei, hiding the blood.

The slender eyelashes drooped slightly, looking at the boy lying on his lap.

His slender fingers pierced through the young man's jet-black hair, and stroked his cold face.

His little apprentice's brows are still handsome, his cheeks are slightly moist, and the bone line of his jaw is smooth. This face looks good no matter how you look at it, but he always closes his eyes and doesn't look at him, which makes Yun Jian inexplicably uncomfortable.

But apart from ignoring him, the person in his arms seemed to be asleep.

Yun Jian leaned over, brushed away the young man's broken hair covering his forehead, and kissed him softly.

He has kissed him many times, and Yun Jian's body is always cool, including those lips that look a bit flirtatious.

But the young man has always been hot all over, full of passionate love, his lips and hands are always hot when touched, not as cold as his body at this moment.

Ci Huan's voice sounded softly in the carriage: "It's autumn, and it's getting cold. If you're afraid of the cold, you need to tell Master. Master will add some clothes for you."

As he spoke, he found a fox fur from the Qiankun bag and wrapped it around the boy on his lap.

In fact, although there have been a few cool rains this season, an extra layer of thicker clothes is enough.

But the boy in his arms was covered with at least four or five thick clothes, and then wrapped in fox fur, the whole person seemed to be in winter, which was exaggerated for ordinary people, let alone monks.

There is no heavy snow outside, just a continuous drizzle.

Even though it was wrapped so tightly, the boy didn't have a body temperature, and his whole body was as cold as if he had been fished out of ice water.

Like a... dead man.

But as long as Yun Jian didn't admit it, no one would dare to say that about his little apprentice.

Yun Jian hugged his little apprentice, who never talked much, but he always babbled a lot to the person who was so cold in his arms.

Starting from the encounters in this life, it talks about every love and throbbing.

From the beginning when he couldn't understand the strange thoughts of the little apprentice, he talked about the secret that he could hear what was thinking in his heart.

If he had heard it all night, he would probably stare at him shamefully and angrily, blaming him for not even leaving him a pair of underpants, leaving his heart uncovered and naked in front of him.

The carriage was bumpy, and Tongxiu Shenmai's driving skills were not as good as Shenyan's, but he couldn't shake the sleeping boy on his lap.

Yun Jian thought about the last time they went from the city under the jurisdiction of Linghuazong to the Extreme East Sea, they fell asleep in a drowsy night, but they sweated frequently, had nightmares, and slept unsteadily. At that time, only Yun Jian patted the boy As if it could wake him up, he curled up in Yun Jian's arms in a daze and fear of being disturbed by the nightmare.

Now, the boy will never give him any active response again...

But it's okay.

Yun Jian would still take the initiative to hug him, comfort him, and tell him where they have been, what weather and season it is outside, and what new and interesting places they passed, hoping to ask Jiang Ye to open his eyes and take a look.

It's a pity that his little apprentice is sleepy, and he didn't know how to open his eyes to see the excitement outside, and he didn't know how his master looked at him intently and loved him.

Yun Jian sighed, chuckled again and lowered his voice, "Are you... are you angry with me? If you pretend to sleep with your master again, you will be underestimated..."

Imagining the little apprentice's blushing face after being frivolous by him, suddenly brushing his wobbly soft hair, staring at him speechlessly, his round almond pupils gleaming with shyness and shock.

He couldn't help laughing.

Holding the boy's face and sucking it inch by inch, the temperature on his lips was cooler than his own, and he frowned and tightened the fox fur around the boy's collar.

……

The carriage was concealed and covered with special medicine by Bu Lingchen. No matter how chaotic the world is, no one will pay too much attention to this seemingly ordinary carriage. .

When leaving Yunmiao a few days ago, Bu Lingchen said: "You can't fly with objects, it's easy for people to notice the trajectory of the route. You must be careful in this trip to prevent accidents."

He summoned Feifei and Tongxiu Shenmai, exhorted him thousands of times: "Little Qingteng is familiar with Tongxiu Village, you accompany them to find it, Feifei's cultivation level is not bad, you must protect your master, if not necessary Don't let him do it, the other God-Suppressing Nail must not be removed, otherwise there may be serious trouble!"

"This one is for you. You must stop him from going crazy if necessary."

Bu Lingchen handed over all the rare pills that had been hidden for hundreds of years to Fei Fei, still worried: "If these medicines can't stop him from going crazy, you can use the young general Ye as an issue."

Philip nodded and responded one by one.

Bu Lingchen took a last look at the half-collapsed Wulian Peak. He didn't really miss this place where he lived for thousands of years.

Although there is a fixed place to live, there is no peace of mind.

He gave Yun Jian a hope before he went completely insane.

"I didn't save him, his soul was shattered, but even though he can't be called alive, he can't be considered completely dead. Do you still remember the life-and-death contract between you and him? It has already been concluded very deeply, as long as you don't die, he won't be completely unsaved."

"Yunmiao Mountain has been controlled by Feng Wuyou, and you can't live in Shenyin Peak. I will go to the Demon Realm to find the Soul Gathering Lamp. You can take him to Tongxiu Village and find the treasure he left thousands of years ago. Soul, maybe... so there is still hope."

Even if there is still a little hope, Yun Jian will not give up.

From the first time Nachuan stream in the sky met him, he was entangled by his fate, and from the first time he was pierced into his heart by his feathers, he was spread life after life because of him. curse.

After several reincarnations, the soul that was pierced and broken each time has long been overwhelmed, and this life has even been broken to the point where it cannot sustain life.

Is the remnant soul that fell in Tongxiu Village thousands of years ago really still there?

It doesn't reincarnate Jiang Ye, so the reincarnated Jiang Ye's soul is incomplete. It seems that as long as the remnant soul is found and gathered again by the soul-gathering lamp, Jiang Ye can come back to life again.

But this method is feasible in theory, but no one has ever done it in practice.

The description of the function of the soul-gathering lamp is still only left in the records of the Demon Realm ten thousand years ago. The time is far away, and no one knows whether this is just a legend.

Unresolved matters are the most worrying, seemingly hopeful, but as long as there is a slight mistake, as long as the remnant soul is not found, or the soul-focusing lamp is not found, or both are found, but the rumors are false, the night will be destroyed. will not really come alive.

The concealment technique laid on the carriage worked very well, and they arrived at Tongxiu Village without any hindrance.

Phipeben said that he planned to repair Tongxiu's temple and then live in it. Qingteng also said that his cave can be lived in.

But Yun Jian still brought Jiang Ye to live in Li's residence.

More than a year ago, the bodhi celestial grass stored in Li's mansion was brought to Yunjian by Jiangye to treat his wounds, and the goddess Shuyu said that there was no bodhi celestial grass on the Jihui Island, and the excuse of using a marriage contract to exchange the celestial grass was just an excuse. scam.

Why did the only fairy grass thousands of years ago end up in the home of an ordinary mortal?

Master Li entertained them very warmly. He felt that Yun Jian, who was seriously injured a year ago, looked very different now.

But he couldn't say the specific reason, just looking at Jiang Ye who was embraced in his arms, his worries suddenly surfaced.

These two people, either this one was injured, or that injured one.

"Oh!" Master Li sighed, and ordered his daughter to arrange rooms for the guests.

Yun Jian'an put down Jiang Ye, cast Wubo's eyes like dead silence on Master Li, and asked in a deep voice, "Where did the bodhi celestial grass in your mansion come from?"

He also knew that there would be no second plant for this thing, not to mention that Bodhi Immortal Grass might not be useful to Jiang Ye today.

But this celestial grass is a treasure that the world of cultivating immortals flocks to, and it appears in an ordinary mortal's home. There may be other origins behind it, maybe...

Master Li has nothing to hide.

He said directly: "My Li family has been merchants for generations, and our ancestors prospered thousands of years ago. Because an expert pointed out that our clan would be in danger of genocide, and this place might be able to avoid disaster, we bought a piece of land for future use. But I never thought , once flourishing, the decline is just overnight, the business failure hits the wall everywhere, and later encountered court disputes, stood on the wrong team, almost killed the whole family, the ancestor brought his family back to the garden, it's really true I didn't expect to save the lives of the clansmen by accident, after so many years, there is not much left in the family, and the population is thin, alas!"

Thousands of years ago, the spiritual energy in Daze was thin, so it was not popular to cultivate immortals, and there were no immortal sects.

At that time, there were still emperors ruling Kyushu, and their power shook the world. It was not until the gods intervened in the affairs of the mortal world, lowered the divine veins, and filled the world with aura, that this continent became a world of cultivating immortals.

Today, apart from the Xianmen, the remaining cities are the remnants of the enfeoffment of princes in the emperor era.

Yun Jian has no waves on the surface, but his heart is extremely irritable.

He didn't want to hear the past of other people's family, nor was he willing to worry about the regrets left over from the change of the times, so he was about to frown.

Master Li said again: "The person who instructed my ancestors to come here to avoid disaster is a fairy, unlike today's fairy who walks everywhere. At that time, the fairy was very rare, and even the emperor would happily invite him into the palace. He was enshrined as Shangqing. But that fairy did not miss the prosperity of the world, he came and went like the wind, and after showing my ancestors the way to survive, he asked my family to help keep an immortal, and then he was never seen again."

Master Li is old and his memory is not very good. He rubbed his forehead and thought for a while.

"The fairy said: "Perhaps after a thousand years, there will be a person who needs the help of bodhi xiancao. You don't have to look for him, he will come here. ""

The Li family was puzzled: "There are tens of thousands of people in this world, how do we know that the person who will come here after a thousand years is the one worthy of entrusting the fairy grass?"

Xian Jun smiled and said: "When you see someone, you will know that that person is... no, she is a unique beauty in heaven and earth! All in all, the most beautiful one is him!"

This description was too vague, and the Li family was confused.

Afraid that the task will be ruined, and afraid that his descendants will not recognize the person in the fairy's mouth and delay important matters, he can only ask the fairy to draw the appearance of that person.

Master Li took Yun Jian to the ancestral hall in the mansion, and the center of the ancestral hall enshrined not the ranking of the ancestors, but two sets of paintings.

Master Li pointed to one of them and said, "The person in this painting was drawn by that fairy."

It has been aged for a long time, and the edges of the paper have turned yellow and curled, but this painting is very well preserved because of the secret technique.

The painting is a huge white plum tree, the white petals fluttering and falling down, staining the clothes of the person in the painting. The person in the painting seems to want to ride the wind to go home, ethereal like a fairy, with jet-black long hair flowing down to his knees Curved, with clear eyebrows and eyes, eyes like peaches, a pair of clear glass beads lying in it, seems to be looking at something pleasing to him, the corners of his lips are smiling like a spring breeze.

The person in the painting has the same appearance as Yun Jian except for the long black hair.

Master Li said: "At that time, I just wanted to thank my benefactor, but when I saw you injured, I suddenly realized that I am afraid that this task that has been passed down for thousands of years will be completed in my hands!"

Yun Jian had mixed feelings in his heart, he stared at the picture scroll with a feeling of trepidation in his heart.

Since ancient times, it is difficult to draw a god in shape. The owner of this painting painted his god appearance too realistically, but he didn't quite believe that the person in this painting could be himself.

After all, when had he ever had such a relaxed face?

When did you smile so openly?

His gaze moved to another painting beside him, his pupils trembling.

Master Li said: "This painting is also left by that fairy, but it doesn't seem to have anything to do with my family's mission. The fairy said that he will give this painting to you if you ask, and said... "

"Say, what are you talking about?" His voice trembled slightly.

"He said: 'If you forget me!Even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go!Sigh... It's a pity, I can't be a ghost, forget it, forget it if you like, I'm not a fussy water... We waters don't know as much as you birds! ""

A sentence without beginning and end, I am afraid that it is not well understood in the category of human understanding.

But Yun Jian only felt that his throat was constricted, his chest was stuffy, and he couldn't breathe.

If the portrait of Yun Jian couldn't convince Yun Jian of any important information, then this painting, together with this sentence, completely made him understand who the fairy king was thousands of years ago!

There is no heavy color or thick ink in the picture, a small stream wanders on the floating white clouds, the stream splashes water happily and throws fine waves, and a white bird with long tail feathers stands on the bank dully, The feathers were not angry when they were splashed by water, but instead stretched out their feather tips to touch the stream tentatively.

Master Li wanted to say something more, but when he looked up, he saw that his dull eyes, which were originally lifeless, suddenly turned red, and a little moistness could be seen vaguely.

"Young Master, if you want to take it away, please feel free to do so. I will instruct my little girl to prepare meals for you."

After speaking, he left the ancestral hall, closed the door, and gave Yun Jian time to digest alone.

He didn't know the reason, but he thought that people who came to cultivate immortals lived a long time and experienced much more than ordinary people. Maybe there is an unbreakable hidden secret?

Master Li stood outside the ancestral hall, looking at the unreachable blue sky, and suddenly understood.

His daughter came to call him, and he smiled and said a lot of things that children couldn't understand.

"Everyone says it's good to be a god. It's good. Joy can be enjoyed infinitely, but isn't this pain also prolonged infinitely? A mortal's lifetime of honor and disgrace is only a hundred years, buried in the earth, entered the tomb, everything The fate of the world is scattered with ashes, and the gods are different, who can bear it for thousands of years!"

……

When it was time for dinner, Ms. Li came to find someone, and Philip was sleeping in the arms of the green vine. When she heard the sound, she hurriedly transformed into a human form, for fear of scaring people.

He pushed open the door of Jiang Ye's bedroom, but he didn't see Yun Jian inside!

However, countless restrictions have been imposed on Jiang Ye's body. The outermost layer is only to prevent others from approaching and will be warned. The inner layer is a vicious spell that can directly turn those who try to forcibly break the restriction into blood.

Miss Li hurried to the ancestral hall with Fei Fei, but found that the two scrolls were missing.

He was dying of anxiety, so he could only let Qingteng guard Jiangye, and search for his master all over the village by himself.

Finally, when the moonlit night was in the sky, I smelled Yun Jian's aura in the dilapidated temple thousands of years ago, but that aura was also mixed with a strong smell of blood!

Fei Fei's heart was beating wildly and he always felt uneasy. He looked up at the bright moon in the sky.

Tonight is actually the night of the full moon!

The author says:

【A "prophecy" small theater】

Once upon a time, there was a little shepherd dog who met his dream love sheep when he was still unable to stand still.

He really wants to be close to his lamb.

But the human told him: You haven't learned how to retract your claws freely, you will hurt your lamb.

The collie thinks it makes sense.

He pulled out the sharp claws that he was most proud of and gave it to his lamb as a weapon. Unexpectedly, the lamb regarded him as a wolf and slapped his paw, leaving blood on the face of the little shepherd dog the wound.

The collie was injured and had to recuperate for a long time before he could see his lamb.

He doesn't blame his lamb for accidentally hurting him.

On the contrary, I happily feel that my lamb is awesome and can protect itself with weapons!

but……

When his lamb saw him again, it was already a big sheep with beautiful fur.

and……

How could his sheep's beautiful eyes see him so strangely?

Did he... forget him again?