After the battle to damage the Immortal Venerable to prove the ruthless way

First let's rule out the fact that Xie Mian is a girl.

After all, even girls are not so tough.

Yan Zizhi's immature face flushed.

A little shyly took out a round thing from his bosom.

Oh, it's a rock.

Ah no, it's the artifact, the World-Tracing Mirror.

Hadn't this thing been tucked away in a forgotten corner of his storage ring?

How could it suddenly appear in his arms?

Su Shijing was lifted out of his arms by Yan Zizhi's two fat fingers.

The bare stone seems to have lost the appearance of a stone when it met Lu Qingzhou and Xie Mian at the same time.

A little mirror surface was exposed.

???

There is also this benefit.

When Yan Zizhi came out of the realm of innocence, Yan Zizhi wanted to unseal the Shishi mirror in his dreams and reshape his body for himself.

But after finally killing the oracle platform, he gave up his own ideas because of the resurrection of Linyuan.

So he didn't regret it at all when he asked about Linyuan's resurrection.

But there will always be some regrets in my heart.

now.

It can be regarded as unintentional.

In other words, in the land of death and life, it is very possible to unseal all the mirrors of the world.

Think a little excited.

Now Yan Zizhi didn't have to think about how to escape to death after proving the Tao for Linyuan.

What a godsend.

Holding the knife, Lu Qingzhou saw the chubby hand in front of him lift up the round stone and mosuo it back and forth several times like holding a baby.

There is still an innocent smile on the corner of his mouth.

Lu Qingzhou: "???"

He wanted to kill him, but he was still laughing?

Lu Qingzhou couldn't do anything for a while.

As the old saying goes, don't hit a smiling face with your hand.

But the young boy Lu Qingzhou was still very angry, so he simply turned the head of the knife downwards, and knocked off the stone in the boy's hand with a knife handle.

The stone rolled a few times on the snow, covered with snow, and fell there quietly.

Yan Zizhi raised his head, but did not look at the young boy Lu Qingzhou.

Instead, he stared closely at the blood-red soul behind Lu Qingzhou.

The moment the young Lu Qingzhou drew his sword just now, his blood was so red that it seemed to be dripping blood.

But when Lu Qingzhou just knocked down the stone without hurting Xie Mian, the bloody soul returned to its initial transparent state.

It seems that he has not absorbed enough Grudges.

so……

As long as Lu Qingzhou in the land of death and life is not allowed to hurt Xie Mian, Lin Yuan's bloody soul will not break away from the control of the life lamp and form its own consciousness.

After figuring this out, Yan Zizhi felt that the next thing would be much easier.

As long as he stays in Xie Mian's body and finds a way to avoid the young Lu Qingzhou all the time, wouldn't it be fine?

Yan Zizhi admired his wit very much.

The young Lu Qingzhou knocked down his eyes, and after the thing in the little boy's hand, he seemed to let out a sigh of relief.

Flicking his sleeves, he continued to kneel before the coffin.

As for Nanfeng, he waved his hands and asked his servants to take Xie Mian to another place for resettlement.

A farce is about to end.

If Nanfeng hadn't added a sentence after...

"Take him to the hut next to the young master's yard. You don't need to lay bedding for him, just lay some straw. It's as simple as it gets."

Yan Zizhi who was about to enjoy: "..."

well.

Yan Zizhi returned to the house and looked around the room. Except for a straw shop and some broken copper pots and earthen pots, there was nothing in the whole house.

What kind of human suffering is this.

Linyuan's Ai Po also seemed to sense that someone might suffer, so following Yan Zizhi's example, he turned the room around, and then put his entire soul on the straw shop.

Pretend to be a soft quilt.

And patted his stomach, let Yan Zizhi lie down.

Yan Zizhi: "..."

Although a little moved, but there is no need.

Sleeping on Linyuan Aipo's body always made him feel that there was something wrong with this position.

He was worried about what would happen in the middle of the night.

As if sensing what Yan Zizhi was thinking, Ai Po suddenly began to slowly turn yellow again...

I don't know why, since entering the land of death and life, between Linyuan and Linyuan, it seems that the shoulder marks can sense each other again.

You can even sense some strange emotions of the other party.

For example, the mood of a certain love turning yellow now.

It's not a particularly nice feeling.

Forget it, Yan Zizhi thought that when he was in Demon Realm, he didn't live a good life all the time.

She just closed her clothes and lay down, next to Lin Yuan's Ai Po.

The little man didn't know if it was because he felt so sleepy in his shrinking body.

After closing the eyes, the soft eyelashes fluttered up and down for a while, and gradually fell into a dream peacefully.

In order to prevent his whereabouts from being exposed, Xiang Jiurong turned into a black "pheasant"-like thing from the beginning, found a random corner in the house and began to rest.

A bed without a plank is indeed hard and irritating.

The fluffy straw is also itchy all over.

Yan Zizhi moved his body in his sleep, unconsciously moving towards the soft place.

And the only soft thing on the whole bed is Lin Yuan's love soul.

So, a certain little dumpling that originally refused to sleep on Lin Yuan's body gradually moved into Lin Yuan's arms.

Ai Po's little face flushed, but he didn't refuse, and the little dumpling in his arms tightly hugged him.

One person and one ghost just embraced each other and fell asleep.

Yan Zizhi had a very strange dream.

In the dream, he was a little boy sitting on the snow, crying helplessly with his head buried in his knees.

"Mother, mother, wake up mother..."

The heart-wrenching pain of losing her mother spread throughout Yan Zizhi's limbs and bones.

It seemed that every thread and every thread had seeped into the blood and could not be erased.

There was also the anger in his heart when he drew his knife and slashed at Xie Mian.

These don't seem like dreams at all.

Instead, it was something he had really experienced.

Yan Zizhi is now a little suspicious of his relationship with Qin Chuan.

The little human with teardrops on his eyelashes, weeping in his dreams because of the loss of his mother.

And the transparent white Aipo woke up frowning, staring blankly at the crying child in her arms.

I was at a loss for a while, not knowing what to do.

Aipo was silent for a long time before recalling the ballad someone once sang to him.

While humming a song softly, he took a transparent hand and slowly patted the child in his arms on the back again and again.

Yan Zizhi heard the ballad his mother sang in his dream, and the familiar feeling gradually calmed his mind and soul.

Into a deeper dreamland.

In the dream, the sky gradually changed from white snow to fog.

A young boy walked in the mist.

It's Xie Mian.

He stretched out his hand to Yan Zizhi like the first time he saw him: "It's finally you."

This time Yan Zizhi was more vigilant.

He knew that he should have been brought into a strange dream by the person named Xie Mian in front of him.

In the entire land of death and life, only this Xie Mian can communicate with him normally.

"who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, I know who you are looking for."

Yan Zizhi raised the corners of his mouth coldly, a little disdainful: "Who do you think I'm looking for?"

He absolutely did not believe that a place of death and life thousands of miles away could know the information of the outside world.

Who can guarantee that Lin Yuan's soul will definitely come here after his death.

"If you want to get back his three souls and seven souls, you must go through the entire land of death and life, experience the love and hate he has experienced, and every time you complete a major event node, you can use the life lamp to take back a wisp of his soul."

Yan Zizhi: "..."

"who are you?"

"I am Xie Wuya, and I am also the last ray of soul you are looking for."

???

What is the last strand?

I can't ask for it.

"I've been back here since Linyuan died. If you want to get all the souls back, you need to walk the path that these souls have traveled from the beginning, and then let them return to the lamp of life."

"Okay, you have arranged for me to do a task."

"Before I let you enter my body in order to communicate with you. After waking up, you will return to where you should go, and I will fall into a deep sleep."

"Yan Zizhi, I'll wait for you at the end of the road."

Xie Wuya's eyes began to overlap with Lin Yuan's in Yan Zizhi's eyes at this moment.

Yan Zizhi's expression rarely became serious.

He seemed to be able to feel the smell that belonged to Lin Yuan emanating from Xie Wuya's soul.

Lin Yuan also really wants to come back.

At the end of the road, I'll take you home.

Even so, in order not to make Ai Po who was staring at him jealous, Yan Zizhi pretended to be indifferent and yawned: "I know, Dao Dao is really a bit like Lin Yuan."

Sure enough, it was all the way.

No wonder he felt that he had something to do with Lu Qingzhou, but he happened to be in Xie Mian's body.

It turned out to be to communicate with myself.

After the twilight of the morning light, Yan Zizhi opened his eyes, but his whole body had already moved into another body.

It's Lu Qingzhou's body.

It's just that he looks much taller than the little boy in the snow before.

Seems to have grown up overnight.

understood.

The time in the land of death and life really cannot be guessed by common sense.

Nima grew up after sleeping.

The problem is this early in the morning, what is Lu Qingzhou going to do standing in front of Xie Mian's house?

Peeping?

There is something that cannot be seen openly.

Yan Zizhi pursed his lips, pushed open the small wooden door straightforwardly, and stepped in with a flick of his long legs.

At the same time, the white soul in the room just woke up, and its hands and feet were still on Xie Mian.

Oh, forgot.

Last night, Linyuan's Aipo hugged her to sleep.

Seeing the change of person at this moment, Lin Yuan's Ai Po was going to get angry visibly with the naked eye.

Seeing that Ai Po was about to get angry because of anger, Yan Zizhi had no time to coax him right now, so he simply beat him up: "You actually slept with another man in your arms at night! Before I get angry, you'd better be obedient .”

Lin Yuan's Ai Po turned to look at the man lying beside her: "..."

Aggrieved on the finger.

He accidentally did something to be sorry for his wife.

Xiao Aipo was extremely aggrieved, a soul wandered around the room slowly, ignoring anyone who shouted.

Xiang Jiurong, who had been huddled in the corner of the room, saw Lu Qingzhou walking in, and suddenly flapped his wings, stood up and yelled at him twice.

Yan Zizhi: "..."

Remember, you little bird dared to call at me.

Did not recognize me for the first time.

As for the ex-wife, it really was just talking about it.

This movement woke up the grown up Xie Mian lying on the bed.

Although he has grown up, he looks only sixteen or seventeen years old.

Fortunately, he couldn't see Lin Yuan's love soul, otherwise he would see a face exactly like his own lying beside him in the blink of an eye.

It's driving people crazy.

"What are you doing again?"

Xie Mian half closed his eyes, apparently unwilling to talk to Lu Qingzhou.

From his words, Yan Zizhi could hear that it seemed that Lu Qingzhou often ran over and kicked the door early in the morning, and the person involved already had an indifferent attitude.

Then the problem is coming.

Where did the plot go?

What on earth is he here for?Why are you standing at Xie Mian's door?

Yan Zizhi resisted the hand that wanted to scratch his head, and kept a serious face.

It is really difficult for people who have not read the script in advance to act.

Fortunately, a very cooperative servant rushed over at this moment: "Why don't you get up, have you forgotten what day it is today? Every year on the anniversary of my wife's death, you have to go to the mourning hall to kneel all day! Today you are even bigger It’s impossible for the young master to invite you in person!”

Yan Zizhi: "..."

This little guy is good, he revealed all the plot at once, which relieved his urgent need.

So the next step is to appreciate how Xie Mian is kneeling?

Tangtang Xianzun, who was so pitiful in his previous life, still kneeled miserably in the snow.

Why did Yan Zizhi get more and more excited the more he thought about it?

What happened to the desire to watch a good show?

Linyuan's love soul has finished drawing circles on the spot, the confession is over, and it floats slowly to Yan Zizhi's side.

Staring at his daughter-in-law with a kind of resentful eyes.

How can you look at other men with such eyes?

Yan Zizhi was shocked by what he saw.

They were obviously the same person, but now they were cut into several pieces.

You Qi kept the one who was the most jealous by his side...

In order to prevent Lin Yuan's Ai Po's eyes from bleeding, Yan Zizhi had to cooperate with the servants and waved his hands quickly.

"Kneel down, kneel down, hurry up."

If you don't go to the deity, the backyard will catch fire.

Xie Mian pursed his lips without saying a word, brushing past him with a serious face.

His firm footprints were left in the snow.

Yan Zizhi also moved forward slowly in the direction he was walking.

Move closer to the ancestral hall.

This dream has been going on for nearly ten years.

Lu Qingzhou's mother has been dead for so long.

According to the situation just now, every year Lu Qingzhou will arrange for Xie Mian to come over and kneel in front of the ancestral hall for a whole day.

This doesn't seem like a particularly sad past.

Why did he stand at this point in time today?

After walking two steps forward, Yan Zizhi had the answer in his heart.

With a frightening face of fearing the chaos of the world, he ran over to accept the reward happily: "Master, this year I played a special trick for you. Look at this nail in the snow. Keep kneeling for three hours. Your legs will be useless.”

"……"Very good.

This is for fear that the bloody soul won't get angry, right?

Yan Zizhi could see the nails on the ground.

Xie Mian can naturally see it too.

I saw that he didn't look sideways, walked over very calmly, lifted his robe and was about to kneel on the nail.

It must have been destroyed a lot in the past ten years! ?

Sure enough, at such a time, he may be late, but he will never be absent. The blood-colored soul stood beside Xie Mian gracefully.

Just waiting for the moment when he knelt down.

"and many more."

Yan Zizhi stepped forward and yelled to stop.

But let's change your attitude, and you can't be too blatant, lest the bloody soul notice the abnormality.

"This year, we have to change the pattern. Let's kneel in the ancestral hall. I think you may feel more comfortable with the tablet face to face."

"But young master, didn't you say that he is not worthy of entering the ancestral hall..."

"Shut up, what did I say?"

A total of seven to seven 49 days, how can there be so much time to waste.

Xie Mian glanced at Yan Zizhi in surprise, but didn't say anything, and walked into the ancestral hall without saying a word.

The bloody soul was floating in place for a while, it seemed that the power belonging to the Resentment Society had disappeared, and he also gradually disappeared in place after being confused.

Solved it so easily?

Yan Zizhi was a little surprised.

Could it be that the tasks in the land of death and life are so simple.

Then for every next difficulty, does he only need to do some things that don't hurt Xie Mian, so as to prevent the bloody soul from absorbing the power of the Resentment Society?

Just as he was thinking, his waist was suddenly grabbed by a hand from behind.

Linyuan's Aipo rested her chin on his head and rubbed it back and forth a few times.

Like a little milk dog, swearing sovereignty.

"Why do you still recognize me when I'm already in Lu Qingzhou's body?"

Like Xiang Jiurong's silly bird, it flapped its wings at itself when it first entered the door.

Yan Zizhi was puzzled.

Linyuan's love soul is nothing more than a strand of soul with only obsession.

Still bring such a smart one?

The transparent love soul stretched out a finger condensed from broken souls, and tapped on Yan Zizhi's shoulder.

Through the cloth, she lightly touched the little sword on her shoulder.

A ray of blue light bloomed from the originally dark little sword.

This gray little sword is perfectly integrated with Lu Qingzhou's body. ?

What Linyuan Aipou meant was that he could sense the smell of Yan Zizhi.

Yan Zizhi narrowed his eyes.

He found that Ai Po has become more and more bold recently.

In the past, when I touched him a little, his whole body turned pink.

Dare to take the initiative to touch yourself now.

Huang Liniao couldn't help interjecting: I heard that Ai Po will only take the initiative to attack when he is sure of the other party's heart.

???

Are you sure what the hell is in the other party's mind?

Who cares about him.

"Don't talk nonsense, I just want to complete the task."

Oriole glanced at Yan Zizhi.

Tsk tsk tsk, some people call it the big devil who made heaven and earth, and he can't even tell his own mind clearly.

There is no chance of sacrificing the oracle platform to complete the task, but to revive someone.

Besides, being tapped on the shoulder by someone now, the heartbeat is so fast, it's a lie!

Yan Zizhi suddenly felt uncomfortable all over, and took a step back, avoiding the fingertips stretched out by Lin Yuan's Ai Po.

The pointed tip touched by a ray of soul is burning hot at the moment.

Countless hot currents surged into his heart along the fingertips.

What the hell is wrong with him?

There is still something wrong with Lu Qingzhou's body.

Anyway, it feels weird everywhere.

As soon as Lin Yuan's love soul touches her, she can't help but feel her cheeks burn.

He must have been possessed in the land of death and life.

It must be so!

Yan Zizhi made a circle on the spot, bent down to pick up a handful of Baixue, and rubbed his face twice.

The icy cool feeling relieved the hot and dry feeling on the body.

But all these actions were seen by Xie Mian who was kneeling in the ancestral hall.

The young man who usually looked at him fiercely, but after he turned around, he hurriedly picked up a handful of snow and stuck it on his already fair skin.

It looks goofy and cute.

Did he pretend to be fierce on purpose?

Like a proud little prince, trying to maintain his last dignity.

Here, Yan Zizhi calmed down his mood. It was boring to watch Xie Mian kneeling in the ancestral hall anyway, so he summoned the system simply and simply.

I want to tell him what kind of story it is.

"Is this paragraph in the script you received?"

Oriole Bird: Regarding the place of death and life, it is indeed recorded in the system, but it is not very detailed.It's just described how terrifying he is, but no one has ever entered the book.

"The things in the storybook are very different from the actual ones. Do you think there is a possibility that there is no such thing as a book?"

Yan Zizhi expressed the most terrifying conjecture in his mind during this period.

From the very beginning when he woke up in this different world, he was misled by something called the system in front of him.

Whether it's 480 as a statue in the temple, or the records about Yunhuang Xianshan, or Lu Qingzhou's face that looks exactly like himself in the land of death and life.

Without exception, they are not telling themselves that they once really existed in this world.

But why does he have no memory of the past.

Even his own identity background is vague.

He only remembers that he is a big devil, but where is his devil realm?

What kind of life did he have in the Demon Realm?

But after meeting Lin Yuan, it became more and more blurred.

These memories seem to have never appeared.

His origin and return as a Demon Lord have gradually disappeared.

Only the world in front of me is more and more real.

Yan Zizhi is very suspicious of one thing now.

Just like these living souls in the land of death and life in front of you.

He also had his soul sliced ​​by an unknown person.

Throwing into the so-called Demon Realm, he faked an illusion that he was the Demon Lord.

Who can do this?

If all his conjectures are true, then what is the purpose of this person arranging all this?

"System, do you know where you are from?"

Huang Liniao patted her chest proudly: [Of course I know, I am one...]

and many more.

[Where did this system come from? 】

Huang Liniao thought about her entire life, and found that besides being very clear about the story in the storybook in front of her, she also knew nothing about her own ins and outs.

Who created him and how did he become a system?

Nothing is answered.

Yan Zizhi knew that he had already questioned the other party.

From the discrepancy between all the stories in the storybook brought by Huang Liniao, he can basically confirm that the person who made up this storybook is very careless.

Or rather.

In this storybook, all the stories of other related characters are different.

Only in the realm of innocence, the people and things that appear are exactly the same.

Why does the creator of the script know so much about the realm of Wuwang?

Or is it that the person who created this so-called "story book" and "system" is a certain person who has personally experienced the realm of innocence?

Thinking of this, Yan Zizhi suddenly took out the world mirror from his bosom.

Frowning deeply: "You once said before, what is the use of the retrograde mirror?"

Oriole Bird: [It can reverse time and space, reshape flesh and blood, and if it has enough mana, it can also create a time and space. 】

Yan Zizhi: "..."

Creation, time and space?

The author has something to say:

The plot has been a bit complicated recently, so I'll sort it out here.

It's a two-way redemption between the past and the present, but some people interfere with it, but people who love each other will continue to meet again.

Why did Yan Zizhi change from a fairy to a demon? Is it because I made a mistake? Is it a foreshadowing?

After coming out of the land of death and life, it is a death escape! ! ! !

You don’t have to think too much about logic, it’s because I don’t have enough writing skills to write clearly, and I will revise and organize it after I finish.

In short, Lu Qingzhou=Eternal Hate=Yan Zizhi, Xie Wuya=Linyuan.

Wuya is the watch word Lu Qingzhou gave Xie Mian, which means that the sea of ​​bitterness is boundless. There is no limit to the sea of ​​bitterness, and it is an abyss.

Xie Wuya has been standing on the edge of the abyss, and Lu Qingzhou (Yan Zizhi) is his only salvation.

The full text will probably be finished after May [-]st. If I still haven't revised it clearly in the end, I will write another episode.