[Yang Chan] Fei Tian

There is an extra earthen grave in the cemetery of this mountain village. On the grave is a stele with three characters written: Mo Qingxuan.

Mo Qingxuan has lived in this village for a long time, and everyone in the village knows him.Sometimes he will solve the villagers' disasters, so he is quite prestigious in the village.

When she came back, her body smelled like earth.

Lou Yin asked, "Have you finished your work?"

"It's done."

So the two of them tacitly understood what was going on.

"I heard today that Master Mo died of illness..." Lou Yin said.

"En." Yang Chan replied in a low voice.

So Lou Yin felt a little regretful: "Actually, apart from his temper, he is finally a good person."

Yang Chan stood quietly for a moment, then said: "He is the same as you, he came here to avoid disaster."

"But he didn't avoid it," Lou Yin said, "I will have that day too, it's just a matter of time."

Lou Yin was knitting his straw sandals again, and there was only a very slight rustling sound in the whole room, which seemed peaceful and peaceful; but only Yang Chan could see that under the gentleness of this man's surface, there was a kind of stubbornness and Hostility—that is something that is incompatible with the peasants in this village.

Her business has already been done, so she can't stay in this place any longer, she has to leave.But for the first time, she wanted to stay in one place. She didn't understand that this person looked different from her second brother, but why, she was still attracted to him...

Perhaps it is the stubbornness, hostility, and loneliness that they share.

lonely.

She was never afraid of being alone, but this time, she hated it deeply!

She has wandered in the Three Realms for more than a thousand years, traveled all over the mountains and rivers, but has nowhere to stay; she has seen countless people, but how many of those passers-by can be remembered after a hundred years?

She also had nostalgia for certain places, but after going there once, those places changed again...

The world changed, and in the end, she couldn't keep anything.

She took another look at the lonely Lou Yin, and left.

The loneliness of a mortal can last a hundred years at most, and the loneliness she bears will be ten or twenty times that of a mortal...

She knows very well that even though they are both lonely people, he and she are always different.

……

"So, has he lived for a hundred years?" the monkey asked, "Didn't you say that you would die for him? Just leave him alone?"

"how come……"

"So……"

"Do you know about the witchcraft rebellion during Emperor Wu's reign?"

"I was recruited by the Heavenly Court at that time, and I am no longer in the mortal world, but the mortal affairs still spread to my grandson's ears with the wind... Could it be..."

"One day, I was resting at the inn in Chang'an," Yang Chan said quietly, "Suddenly I heard that the crown prince rebelled, and Emperor Wu ordered the entire clan to be exterminated... I was thinking, this emperor really doesn't use his brain. The crown prince is his son, If he wants to be punished, isn't he the first one who should be punished?! But he is still alive, so in the future, he will definitely regret it."

"My old grandson heard that the prince finally fled to Quanjiu."

"Yes...so I went back to that place again. When I arrived, Lou Yin was not dead yet, but he was about to die..."

……

As soon as Yang Chan entered the door, she wanted to scatter the seductive underworld officials with one palm.

"Yang Chan, stop!" Hei Wuchang screamed, "We are Black and White Wuchang under the King of Hades, and we are here for business. You can't kill us just like killing others for such a mortal!"

She concealed her figure, and glanced lightly at Lou Yin who was lying on the ground. He was stabbed several times by the officers and soldiers, and he couldn't help vomiting blood from his mouth.

An officer and soldier drew back his sword and swung it, and the little drops of blood splashed on Yang Chan's face...

For a moment, a burst of old unhappiness was caused by the memories of the past, and she clenched her fists.

"Why can't I."

In one sentence, six words, the underworld official was so shocked that he was on guard as if facing a formidable enemy.

Outside the door, the sky was high and the clouds were light, and it was sunny and sunny.

Her mood calmed down instantly, and she was still that unintentional cold-faced assassin.

The assassin turned his back and said, "Ha, it's just you, is it worth making me do it?"

Although Black and White Impermanence was upset, they all relaxed and continued to perform official duties.

The prince has committed suicide in the house, and the lives of his two children have not been saved.In order to save the prince, now Lou Yin has to die.

"But..." She changed her words and said again, "I know this person. I only have a few words with him. After I finish speaking, if you want to take away his soul, you can take it away."

She glanced coldly, the words had come to an end, black and white Wuchang looked at each other, and had no choice but to give in: "You... hurry up, don't delay our time!"

The crowd retreated, the impermanent ghost guarded the door, and those officers and soldiers carried the prince and grandson away.No one thought of the man lying on the ground, and no one collected his body yet.

"I didn't expect that I would come to bury you so soon." Yang Chan half-kneeled beside him.

"It's you...cough..." the man half-opened his eyes and said with difficulty, "I thought...you wouldn't come back...I didn't expect...you were really willing to die for me, I've already... Satisfied..."

"Why do you help the prince?" Yang Chan asked, "You hide here to avoid disaster, why do you help someone who will cause trouble! If you don't help him, you don't have to die so early..."

"I... I received the favor of the prince in the early years... yes... I want to repay it..."

"The grace of mortals is nothing more than small favors and small favors, stupid!"

"Is it so stupid? Hehehehe... Maybe... But, stupidity is also a virtue of mortals... I am a mortal, I can't change it... and... I don't regret it..."

"you……"

"I have... only... regretted one thing in this life..." The man tried his best to open his eyes wide for the last time, and looked deeply at her, "I... killed... a child before, who looks a bit like you... ...also look like five or six years old...after that...I won't kill people anymore..."

"You mistook me for someone else."

"More than that..." He smiled wryly, "Actually... I'm hiding here... not only to... avoid disaster..."

"..."

"My conscience is restless, I am here...waiting to die..."

"..."

"Now... I still... the prince's life... although I can't... save him... but I feel calm... I can go... at ease..."

He exhaled his last breath and gradually closed his eyes.

This man, when he died, was smiling again.

Next to Mo Qingxuan's grave, there was an extra stele. Nothing was inscribed on the stele, only a branch of peach blossom was planted on the side of the stele.

Some people passed by the old house and talked about it.

"I heard that the prince was discovered because someone informed..."

"Who are you, what a wicked person!"

"How do you know someone informed you? It can't be a rumor, right?"

"How could it be a rumor? That person is the Crown Prince's confidant. The reward he received today was a hundred taels of silver. I saw him happily holding it out..."

One month later, a house in Chang'an City was ablaze, but no one escaped from it.

Because the people in that house are almost dead.

The owner of the house sat slumped on the ground, facing a yard of dead people, distraught.

"Who the hell are you...?" he asked.

"Weak," the girl in white paced up to him, "you are not entitled to know my name."

"Why... why did you kill my whole family?!"

"You understand in your heart, who is the one who is sorry!"

"I don't understand what you're saying..." He bowed his head.

"Quanjiu informed you that it was you who killed the prince's family."

"I……"

Yang Chan narrowed his eyes: "Don't lie, your thoughts cannot escape my eyes!"

"That's right, it's me!" The owner raised his head and said angrily, "Even if you kill me alone, why bother my family of 25! What mistake did they make!"

"When the prince was killed, how many people thought that his family and friends were innocent."

"So you let me die last, let me watch their bodies turn into ashes in the fire...you, so vicious!" invisible.

Then he suddenly smiled again: "Okay, okay... Since you want to kill my whole family, just be quick and don't keep a single one! Otherwise, you only need to keep one person, I swear, my Long family will take revenge on you, and he will definitely call him You have no peace!"

"Okay, then I promise you, even if you have family members who escape by chance, I will not let it go. After your Long family, all men and women will not live past thirty, and they will not die well; this curse is manifested, and you can go on the road .”

She raised the sword and dropped it, so another life was lost.

"Yang Chan...you, you destroy the whole family?" Black and white impermanence was too frightened to enter the house. In their eyes, Yang Chan whose face was half-reflected by the flames was more terrifying and ferocious than the evil spirits in hell.

Yang Chan said slowly: "So what? Since I can't save anyone, I will send you 25 souls to the underworld. You should be grateful to me."

She said, smiling brightly, her canines pressed against her bright red lips.Killing is fun, full of pleasure, but also full of malice!

But a cry was heard, interrupting her smile.

She rummaged among the dead, and soon found a baby.The baby was small, about a few months old, and his face was flushed from crying, very pitiful.He was temporarily saved by being hidden in a tank by his mother.

"This... this child..." The impermanent ghost hesitated to speak, even this ghostly ghost official knew how to pity living beings.

Yang Chan didn't move.

She was thinking of something.

She thought of what Lou Yin said, the girl he killed.

This baby is younger than that little girl, and it was about to die not long after it was born...

After a long time, she put down the sword in her hand and sighed: "If I don't kill you, you will have a hard time living. I will save your life. Whether you live or die after today depends on your fate."

She withdrew her sword and walked out the door.The only thing left in the courtyard was the crying of the child, one cry was quicker, the other was more heart-wrenching...