Dinghai Fusheng Records

"It doesn't have to be the same person," Chen Xing said as he walked around the room, "Maybe it's just the same name and surname? Xiang Shu..."

Xiang Shu has completely lost his position, unconsciously pinching the silk, his forehead is covered with sweat. If his mother was an ancient person 300 years ago, then what is he? !The two looked at each other subconsciously, and Chen Xing saw the intense uneasiness in Xiang Shu's eyes. On the surface, he used the same name and surname to comfort Xiang Shu, but in fact, both of them knew very well that maybe it was Xiang Shu's mother.

The diary left by Zhang Zhang in Yin Yang Jian, the origin of the immovable mangosteen slips, the whereabouts of Ding Haizhu, all seemingly unrelated mysteries, finally at this moment, seem to be successfully linked together, in a name called Xiang Yu Yan Yan's Han exorcist girl.

And this girl is very likely to be Xiang Shu's mother!

"Is it here?" Feng Qianjun's voice said.

Xiang Shu and Chen Xing were surprised and shouted at the same time.

Feng Qianjun also yelled outside the door, and the three yelled at the same time, only Xiao Shan looked at them indifferently.

At the middle of the night, Feng Qianjun and Xiao Shan came to find him. Chen Xing left with the boy first, followed by Xiang Shu. Both of them never returned. Feng Qianjun was in the room with Xiao Shan. No matter what Feng Qianjun asked, Xiao Shan ignored him.The atmosphere in this mansion was indescribably weird, reminding Feng Qianjun of the ghost stories told by the old man when he was a child: staying overnight in a storm, one by one his companions disappeared for no reason, it was really too scary.

"Don't be scary!" Chen Xing said.

"Aren't you two scary?" Feng Qianjun said angrily, "After running away for so long, it's already three o'clock, and you won't come back!"

Xiao Shan came into the room and looked around curiously. Chen Xing couldn't stop panting, but Xiang Shu's face couldn't be more ugly. Feng Qianjun said, "What did you find? Let me see?"

Chen Xing explained to Feng Qianjun that when talking about Xiang Yuyan's identity, he originally wanted to involve Xiang Shu's life experience, so he didn't want to say more, and planned to be vague, but Xiang Shu said: "She is my mother."

Feng Qianjun also realized something was wrong, and tremblingly said: "Your mother has lived for more than 300 years? Oh, this... this is really amazing. Exorcists, um, can exorcists live so long?"

Legend has it that people who cultivate immortality often live two to three hundred years old, and even live as long as the world, but after all, no one has seen it, and the right explanation can barely make sense.

Xiang Shu recalled his mother, saying, "She doesn't look like someone who is [-] years old."

As people live for a long time, their xinxing will definitely be different from what they appear on the surface.For example, an 80-year-old person, even if he has the face of a 20-year-old, will never talk or act as if he is only [-] years old.

"What is the Falling Soul Bell?" Feng Qianjun asked doubtfully.

"A magic weapon," Chen Xing recalled the details, and said, "It can take away the souls of monsters, humans, and beasts."

Feng Qianjun: "Isn't that dead?"

Chen Xing waved his hands and explained: "Humans are born with three souls: heaven, earth, and man. If the sky soul is lost, the person will die; the earth soul is in charge of the perception of external objects and the human spirit. The third soul The 'human soul' is in charge of your memory. Except for the heavenly soul, the other two souls are lost, and people will not die for the time being. I will tell you in detail when I am free...Xiao Shan! Don't mess with things!"

Xiao Shan was not tall enough, maybe he was bored and wanted to look at the top of the bookshelf, or maybe he wanted to make some noise to announce that he was still there, he stretched out his claws and pulled the whole bookshelf down, the room was full of dust for a while, Chen Xing He hurriedly signaled Xiao Shan to come over, Xiao Shan looked reluctant, and blocked Chen Xing, then pointed to his ear, and then pointed to a back door that appeared after the bookshelf collapsed.

Chen Xing: "?"

Xiao Shan raised his foot, kicked the door open, and signaled to follow him.

Chen Xing: "What's wrong?"

Behind the door is a small path leading to the depths of the back garden of Xiang Zhai. This path has not been taken care of for nearly a hundred years, and it is full of weeds. Nearly four o'clock, everything is silent, and the moon emerges from the dark clouds Silhouettes, shining trees and shrubs.

"Did you hear anything?" Chen Xing asked.

Xiao Shan didn't say a word, Chen Xing knew that his hearing had always been better than Xiang Shu's and Feng Qianjun's.Then, Xiao Shan pulled away the weeds blocking the road with his claws, and Feng Qianjun said, "Let me do it."

Chen Xing looked at Xiang Shu inquiringly, meaning do you want to stay here or come with us?

Xiang Shu put away the silk and got up, Feng Qianjun turned the blade, and there was still some resentment on the blade.Chen Xing took a look. Obviously, after several encounters, the resentment on the knife had not completely dissipated.

The trees blocking the way withered and receded to the two sides, revealing a secret path, and an old woman's voice came faintly in the breeze: "Stay here...stay here...don't go..."

"Female... female ghost?"

Chen Xing was terrified when he heard that, and glanced at Feng Qianjun, but Xiang Shu put his hand on his shoulder, passed Feng Qianjun and Xiao Shan, and walked into the depths of the garden.

"Don't go...stay here..." the old woman said in pain, "don't go..."

A gust of wind blew, and the dark clouds covered the moonlight again. Chen Xing and Feng Qianjun's hairs stood on end when they heard it. Chen Xing grasped Xiang Shu's hand, and threw out his saying that he was not afraid of ghosts, saying: "Either we should... go back first. ? Come back during the day?”

"What are you afraid of?" Xiang Shu frowned. At the same time, he held Chen Xing's hand tightly, interlocked his fingers, and said, "You are not afraid, you are afraid of ghosts?"

Chen Xing wailed: "It's mainly because it's so late at night, I can't see anything, it's too scary——"

"Heart lamp!" Xiang Shu clenched his fingers, and Chen Xing calmed down slightly with his warm hands.

Trembling, Chen Xing held up the heart lamp with one hand, illuminating the surroundings completely white, showing the rockery under the pale light, and the swing on the tree next to the rockery. The swing was still shaking gently in the wind and making noises. This scene was even more terrifying up.

As soon as the heart lamp shone, the voice suddenly seemed to be summoned, and it was a little louder.

"Don't go! Stay!" the old woman's voice snapped.

Feng Qianjun and Chen Xing immediately lost their souls, Chen Xing quickly hid behind Xiang Shu, Xiang Shu stopped, but Xiao Shan walked towards the rockery suspiciously.

"Don't go..." the voice was dying again.

Xiao Shan turned his head and pointed his paws at the ground in front of the rockery and under the swing, from where the voice came from.

Xiang Shu said to Chen Xing, "Don't be afraid, I'll take a look."

When the four of them came to the rockery, Xiao Shan dug the mud a few times with his dragon claws, and there was a constant voice from the ground: "Leave...leave me..."

Feng Qianjun couldn't take it any longer, and said, "I think it's better to wait for the sunrise before digging? Little brother! Stop it!"

Chen Xingdao: "It's the middle of the night, what should we do if we dig up another dead person!"

In Chen Xing's mind, there was an old woman buried alive in the ground, and the image of her resentment lingering. He didn't dare to look at it again, but Xiang Shu also started digging, and together with Xiao Shan, he dug less than a foot. In the depths, with a "ding", it touched a metal object.

At this moment, Feng Qianjun and Chen Xing lost their souls at the same time, Feng Qianjun immediately said: "I'm going first——!"

"It's not a coffin!" Xiang Shu said impatiently.

Then, Xiao Shan took out a palm-sized copper box from the soil.

Chen Xing: "????"

Seeing that it was not a corpse, Feng Qianjun finally breathed a sigh of relief, and Chen Xing was finally not afraid, only hearing the old woman's voice still coming from inside the box: "Stay...stay..."

"What is this?" Chen Xing was much better. He took the box and saw a brass lock on it. Xiao Shan put it on the rock beside the rockery and broke the lock with his claws.

Chen Xing signaled everyone to step back, and stepped forward to open the copper box.

"Why are you not afraid all of a sudden?" Xiang Shu looked at Chen Xing in disbelief.

Chen Xing: "It's not a ghost...it's okay."

Feng Qianjun crossed his arms and said, "What if a ghost lives inside?"

Chen Xing: "Then... I won't be afraid when I see the real thing. I'll open it and have a look. Be careful."

Feng Qianjun said, "Let me do it."

Feng Qianjun gently opened the edge of the box with a blade to prevent hidden weapons inside. After opening the box, the cover was turned over, and it popped open with a "snap", and a faint light was cast inside the box.

Inside was a withered dried flower, and a glowing butterfly rested on the petals, flapping its wings gently, and the dim blue light came from the butterfly's wings.

Butterfly made a faint voice: "Leave..."

Chen Xing: "????"

Everyone frowned at this scene, and Xiang Shu asked again: "What is this?"

Chen Xing: "I don't know. Take it back and study it? Xiao Shan, don't mess with it!"

Xiao Shan took off his claws and stepped forward to catch the butterfly. Xiang Shu immediately grabbed his wrist, but the glowing butterfly flapped its wings lightly, flew out of the box, and circled the crowd with the light powder. circle, rising slowly.

"It's going to fly away!" Feng Qianjun said.

Xiang Shu immediately stretched out his hand, pinched it with two fingers, and grabbed the butterfly's wings to prevent it from escaping. However, the moment he caught it, the butterfly turned into light powder and dissipated, and the entire Dark Night Garden lit up in an instant. , the abandoned miscellaneous trees in all directions came back to life, and the gurgling water in the courtyard brought countless memories to their faces, bringing them back to the Xiang house 300 years ago.

Xiang Yuyan was dressed in a military uniform, sitting on a swing, swaying gently with the breeze.

A man walked into the garden, Xiang Yuyan glanced up, and they both turned their eyes away.

"The old lady has lived for a long time and has a stubborn temper," Xiang Yuyan said softly, "Brother Liu, don't take what she said to heart."

The person called "Brother Liu" was none other than Zhang Liu. At this moment, Zhang Liu turned slightly sideways and walked a few steps in the garden.He has a fair face, a few wisps of beard under his chin, and his facial features are extremely delicate, which can even be described as "beautiful". If he is not tall and straight, wearing a scholar's robe, some people will even regard him as a girl.

Zhang Liu said: "Of course I don't mind, it's just that you... I thought the Xiang family was more reasonable than I imagined, so it seems that you are in a dilemma. Well, I will find another way. "

"Brother Liu!" Xiang Yuyan stood up from the swing, hesitated to speak, and when Zhang Liu turned around, Fang worriedly said, "Do you really want to...do this?"

Zhang Liu smiled, but did not answer.

Xiang Yuyan said to herself: "It's crazy, it's really crazy, do you know what the consequences of doing this are?"

"The aura of heaven and earth in the world is completely lost. From then on, there will be no more demons, no demons, and no more exorcists," Zhang Liu said calmly, "return to the world of a mortal."

Xiang Yuyan remained silent, and Zhang Liu said: "A person who is cultivating immortals has powerful mana. If the evolution continues like this, who can control it? The demons are resurrected every thousand years. For the sake of this once-in-a-thousand-year catastrophe in China, the exorcists are left behind. What if you go on an evil path? I think that China will not wait for the resurrection of the demon, and I am afraid that in the long 1000 years, it will be destroyed by the hands of the exorcist first."

Xiang Yuyan frowned and said, "Brother Liu, you are always like this, why do you always like to think bad about people?"

Zhang Liu replied: "Chang'an Exorcist Division is facing the crisis of splitting. Do you think this kind of thing is impossible? Exorcists are divided into Hu and Han, but there are no Hu and Han in the business of collecting demons. Ordinary people are still bound by the law and the government. Once the magic division is split, who will restrain it?"

Xiang Yuyan said seriously: "Not to mention anything else, just take away all the mana in the world, and you will become the enemy of all exorcists in the world."

"So what?" Zhang Liu said, "At that time, I will have already left. Yuyan, you must know how important this matter is."

Xiang Yuyan was upset, and said: "Brother Liu, do you really think that you can get rid of the demon god just by fixing the sea pearl and not moving like a mountain?"

"Most roads in the world are full of thorns," Zhang Liu replied, "Just do your best. If you know it's difficult, why don't you do it?"

The two suddenly stopped talking and looked towards the garden, where an old and angry woman stood.

"Mother." Xiang Yuyan whispered.

Zhang Liu saluted briefly, then turned and left.

The so-called "big mother" means "grandmother" in Kuaiji, the old grandmother of the Xiang family walked towards Xiang Yuyan at this moment, and said coldly: "Let Zhang Liu leave tomorrow, and don't stay in my Xiang family anymore! "

Xiang Yuyan wanted to argue, but sighed softly.

"Are you still not happy?" the old woman said coldly, "Being convinced of Zhang Liu's words will only bring my Xiang family to their knees!"

Xiang Yuyan pondered for a moment, then suddenly said: "Mother, subjugating demons and eliminating demons is the mission of my life. My son followed Brother Liu to kill demon gods, isn't it just..."

"Do you think this is a trip to Chang'an or Luoyang?" The old woman said coldly, "You are going to 3000 years ago!"

These words were like thunder, piercing through Chen Xing's mind, but the subsequent conversation between the grandparents and grandson left him no time to think about the deep meaning, and could not help but listen to the massive amount of information.

Holding a crutch, the old woman was very angry and said: "Zhang Liu's plan will definitely not succeed! When the demon appears, the heart lamp will also appear, and the heart lamp and the immovable mountain will follow each other. Now you have no heart lamp If you want to go rashly to slaughter demons 3000 years ago, how can you succeed?!"

Xiang Yuyan argued: "But brother Liu also said that as long as he returns to the battlefield, Chi You has been weakened by the Xuanyuan family and has the power of Ding Haizhu. There is still hope for success. In the earth, the curse that has lasted for thousands of years will also be lifted..."

"Stay," the old woman said, "You stay for me, Yu Yan, don't go!"

Xiang Yuyan avoided the old woman's gaze, her eyes were full of unbearable.

"Mother," Xiang Yuyan said slowly, "I remember, the most regrettable thing in your life is being separated from your elder father... You said that one day, you will..."

"Stop talking!" the old woman snapped sharply, "I won't let you go with Zhang Liu!"

The old woman was extremely excited and kept coughing, Xiang Yuyan hurriedly took care of her grandmother and helped her to leave.

In the garden, the seasons suddenly changed, and the spring flowers all over the garden withered and flew down, turning into snow all over the sky. Among the many phantoms, Xiang Yuyan walked into the garden with a sword box on her back and a plain robe on her back. , her appearance is even more beautiful, and her eyebrows and facial features vaguely have the outline of Xiang Shu.

A piece of black gauze was pinned to the sleeve of her plain military robe.

"Ready?" Zhang Liu's voice said.

Zhang Liu was dressed in the attire of a barbarian, with a tall and straight figure, and then came to the garden.

"Brother Liu, what you want is as immovable as a mountain." Xiang Yuyan laid the box flat on the stone table, opened it, and inside was the epee that Xiang Shu took from the Exorcist, and said, "I don't want to see it." See? This is the divine weapon that my elder father used during his lifetime."

"Let's keep it in the Yin-Yang Mirror for now." Zhang Liu said, offering a mirror, and put the epee into it.

"How many things did you bring from Chang'an?" Xiang Yuyan's expression was sad but not hurt, she had obviously come out of the grief of her grandmother's death, and there was a bit of vitality in her brows and eyes.

"I brought all the magic weapons of the Tianzi level," Zhang Liu said. "Because of the convenience of my position, I still have the ability to use public affairs for personal gain."

Xiang Yuyan had no choice but to laugh, and with a smile, the garden became full of spring again.

Zhang Liu raised his hand again, and a radiant orb appeared in his hand!

Chen Xing only felt that at that moment, the blood in his whole body was about to freeze!

The bead emitted a strong light, but the details of its appearance could not be seen clearly.

"This is the Dinghai Pearl?" Xiang Yuyan obviously saw it for the first time. She stretched out her hand to touch it, and saw that the Dinghai Pearl became more and more radiant.

"That's right," Zhang Liu said, "this is the 'core' of this piece of China we are in. Among them is the golden wheel, which I call the 'tide wheel'. Time is like the sea, and the years are like tides. Next, We have to find a blessed place to absorb the aura of heaven and earth, and then choose another place to set up a formation, and activate the light wheel in the bead corresponding to the meridian of heaven and earth to reverse, so that time can be reversed, and cause and effect can be restarted."

Xiang Yuyan stared at Ding Haizhu in a daze, then Zhang Liu put away the magic weapon and signaled that he could leave.

"I still have one unfulfilled wish," Xiang Yuyan whispered, "Give me a little more time."

Zhang Liu made a "please" gesture, so Xiang Yuyan took out a small bronze clock, held it in her hand, and handed Zhang Liu a box. Zhang Liu opened the box and saw that there was a flower inside.

Zhang Liu frowned and said, "Yuyan, you..."

"Let this butterfly stay in my hometown." Xiang Yuyan raised her head and looked at the snowflakes flying in the sky, "Let my memory fall like a snowflake, stay forever, and never leave. "

Immediately, the Soul Lost Clock in Xiang Yuyan's hand vibrated, and it rang softly.

Xiang Shu suddenly opened his eyes wide.

I saw Xiang Yuyan's body shimmering, and a shining butterfly flew out from the light, flapping its wings, and flew into the falling soul clock, but Xiang Yuyan held the falling soul clock, and gave way gently and gracefully. However, the butterfly landed on the flowers in the box.

Zhang Liu closed the box, Xiang Yuyan looked a little disappointed.

"Shenzhou 3000 years ago is also China," Zhang Liu said. "The people living in China are also people like you and me."

"I know." Xiang Yuyan said softly, "But we will never come back after all. I just want to bury the memory of the Xiang family here, and treat it as a part of my three souls and seven souls. Sleep with this land 3000 years from now."

She buried the box in the soil, finally got up and left with Zhang Liu.

The white light subsided abruptly, leaving four people standing in the garden.Chen Xing raised his head subconsciously and looked at Xiang Shu.

When the rooster crowed, the sky gradually brightened, and the black shadows in the rockery and barren garden receded slowly, as if the black cloth that had been covering Chen Xing's eyebrows and eyes was finally untied and fell to the ground.At this moment, he and Xiang Shu were still holding hands, and Xiang Shu subconsciously clenched Chen Xing's fingers, panting lightly, as if he had experienced a dream 300 years ago.