Buried fire

Although not talking about the important matters of the Chinese New Year, Lu Huanyi turned over and got out of bed after Yin Zhu fell asleep.

Yin Zhu slept deeply, his breathing was long, his chest rose and fell weakly but in a steady rhythm, as if he was the one who had a meal, and fell asleep as soon as he arrived in the room.

Lu Huanyi rubbed his sore waist, put on his coat and walked out facing the wind and snow.

Once it is confirmed that they want to find an opportunity to confess to Yin Zhu, many things have to be investigated, such as what they are going to do with Ming Snake, and whether there will be any threat to Yin Zhu—even though he believes that Master will not do anything Hurt Yin Zhu's matter, but this question must be asked in the heart to feel at ease.

It can be regarded as seeking peace of mind for myself.

It was already late at this time, the master should still be in the front hall, Lu Huanyi put on his hat, bowed his head and walked quickly to the front hall.

He didn't know if the wind was blowing too fast, he seemed to hear the cries coming from the senior brother's room in a daze, intermittently, accompanied by someone who was at a loss for comfort.

Lu Huanyi turned his head and glanced over there, thinking that he had heard wrong, and continued walking to the front hall.

The front hall is no longer as lively as it was when I left the banquet just now, but there are still many Taoist priests and monsters gathered in it. Lu Huanyi turned sideways to avoid a little rabbit that took off on the spot and catapulted towards him after drinking too much, and walked quickly When he came to Master, "Master."

"Hey, where have you been playing?" The master saw Lu Huanyi at this moment, and pulled his sleeve to signal him to sit beside him, "Just now I was looking for you to block the wine for your senior brother, but I didn't see you."

"Brother is drunk again?" Lu Huanyi laughed, sat down, moved his butt uncomfortably, wanted to frown but suppressed it, "What about others?"

"I was taken back by that Fei Fei," the master said, pouring a glass of wine and putting it in front of Lu Huanyi, and glanced at him, "I don't talk about business during the Chinese New Year."

Lu Huanyi smiled, picked up his wine glass and took a sip.The master poured him Ye Ying, a brewing method left by an alcoholic fairy family thousands of years ago. It was brewed from cherry blossoms, and it was not too sweet. , I’ll just ask casually.”

The master lifted one eyebrow and filled Lu Huanyi's wine again, but didn't speak.

"Then what..." Lu Huanyi lowered his voice, "What exactly are you looking for for Ming Snake?"

"I'm not alone looking for him," said the master, "the whole world of cultivation is looking for him."

"So, why are you looking for him?" Lu Huanyi wondered, "I can't just want to see the demeanor of the big monster... Yin Zhu doesn't have much demeanor either."

The master stopped talking, poured the last bit of wine from the flagon into his own cup, drank it all, got up and walked towards the small room at the back of the front hall, Lu Huanyi got up quickly, and the uncomfortable place on the back was painful Grinning his teeth, he hurriedly followed after recovering.

The small room became much quieter. Once the door was closed, it seemed to isolate everything outside the house.

"Have you seen his real body?" Master asked while sitting on a chair.

"I haven't seen it before." Lu Huanyi said.

"That's all right. He's a Naming Snake, so why doesn't he have the demeanor of a big monster." The master gave him a white look, pointed to the chair beside him, and then Lu Huanyi walked over and sat down.

"You still haven't told me why you are looking for him," Lu Huanyi shrugged his shoulders, "Don't play Tai Chi with me, I told you, you are a mighty and majestic man who forced me to put a horse at the door of your room overnight. "

"Hey," the master stared at Lu Huanyi's head with his hand, and he didn't say another word for a long time after he finished. After a while, he sighed, "The seal of the Demon Locking Tower on the Northwest Mountain is loose. , do you know?"

"I know a little bit," Lu Huanyi replied frankly, "but nothing like this happened."

"The age of the demon-locking tower is probably several times older than you and me combined," the master twisted the hem of his clothes, and continued, "The seal was suddenly loosened not long ago, and the demonic aura was shaking everywhere for a while, and many gentle and pure people The monster was also stimulated to become a monster, and lost its original appearance."

Speaking of this, the master paused for a while, "Just like Yin Zhu did at that time."

Lu Huanyi was startled for a while, but didn't respond.

"Several elders in the monastic world gathered together and failed to completely restore the seal of the Demon Locking Tower. The seal was left by a fairy, so it is not so easy to be repaired by us ascetics. It can only be supplied for a long time. Use your own cultivation to forcibly suppress the guards." The master said, "Do you know what is being suppressed under the Demon Locking Tower?"

"...a monster," Lu Huanyi faintly felt uneasy, "what else can it be."

"It's the soul of the Snake Singing." Master took a deep look at Lu Huanyi, "You have gone to hide, and you should know that Snake Singing was punished by the Heavenly Emperor long ago, and was crushed under the Kunlun Snow Mountain. After death, he was not allowed to be reincarnated. The soul is wiped out."

Lu Huanyi didn't have time to think about when Master knew that he had been to Tibet, and nodded repeatedly: "And then?"

He was afraid that Master's next sentence would be that he was looking for the Snake, not because of the cultivation world, but because the gods in the sky knew that there was a Snake in this world, and wanted to kill him quickly.

But the facts are not as good as Lu Huanyi's bold guess.

At the end of the Great War that year, tens of thousands of Snakes were suppressed under the snow-capped mountains, their ferocious faces and screams resounded through the sky, and for three days, their screams filled the land.

The gods of the four directions were ordered to manage the lower realms, crushing the screaming snakes to death or maiming them one by one. Among them, the supervising soldiers who were white tigers were extremely cruel. They stripped off their four wings and pulled out their scales, and called the rest The snake didn't dare to make any more noise until it was covered by ice and snow.

But no one noticed that there was a white figure at the side, stealing a newly born egg under the cover of ice and snow.

That egg is Yin Zhu.

The man took Yin Zhu to hide in the snow field at the boundary between the human world and the demon world. First, the snow field can bury the fire nature of Yin Zhu, and second, it is not easy to be noticed here, so it is an excellent place in itself.

It is hundreds of years to hide.

Hundreds of years later, a god appeared suddenly, willing to be punished for the Snake Clan, and begged the Emperor to spare those Snakes who were crushed on the mountain and had not yet died.

The two of them did not know what they said, but the Heavenly Emperor agreed to let the Snake clan return to the demon world, but only one can come back each time, and its lifespan is only 30 years. The Snow Mountain was released until all the Snakes were released.

But that divine monarch was cast into a mortal womb after his bones were removed, and he could regain his immortality after a hundred times of reincarnation.

No one knows why the God Lord saved the Ming Snake clan, but those Song Snakes who were released were worried that they only had a lifespan of 30 years. After death, they refused to reincarnate and wandered around the world. The God Lord, who was the supervisor of the white tiger, was suppressed in the demon-locking tower. After a long time, the seal of the demon-locking tower was loosened.

As soon as the seal was loosened, those souls who had been suppressed for thousands of years couldn't help the resentment in their hearts. Naturally, they knew that there was a Naming Snake alive in their clan, so they used the last strength in their souls to call him, So much so that when Yin Zhu came back here, after getting closer to the Demon Locking Tower, he could hear the voices of his tribe every day.

"Then I'll take him away." Hearing this, Lu Huanyi said without thinking, "I'll take him down the mountain immediately."

"It's useless, he's already heard it, you take him to any place, his bones and blood can be called by the unjust soul of the Snake," the master raised his eyes and glanced at Lu Huanyi, whose expression was obviously tense, "Instead It's better to keep him here, if he loses his mind again, we can still suppress him, otherwise let him go to the Demon Locking Tower, and no one will be able to wake him up."

Can it be suppressed?

Master said that it can be suppressed, so it can be suppressed.

But Lu Huanyi was not at ease.

The strange thing is that he insisted on taking Yin Zhu up the mountain together.

It's okay if you don't take him up the mountain, now the two of them are definitely still nestling on the sofa laughing and talking, or they have already fallen asleep and passed out. The neighbors think that they died suddenly by the bedside.

"That's why the monastic world is looking for Naming Snake..."

"It's just to prevent him from getting close to the Demon Locking Tower," the master sighed, "We don't participate in those things in the heavens, as long as Yin Zhu doesn't destroy the Demon Locking Tower and release those things to harm the common people, who cares if you two go halfway Leaving the table or staying overnight."

Lu Huanyi snorted, and was stunned for a while before realizing what Master was saying.

Master's topic jumps too fast, just finished talking about such a heavy snake-singing and extermination of the clan, and in the next second, he can talk about leaving the meeting halfway with an attitude that I already know to persuade you to be frank and lenient.

He rubbed his hands and warmed his palms before sticking them to his face, and said in a low voice, "It's all right... I'm just really worried. I'm here to ask what you guys are looking for him for. If you don't do anything, I'll just... Let's go, go back."

"Go," the master propped his face, looking at him with a half-smile, "Go quickly."

Lu Huanyi opened his mouth, and just about to say something, the door of the small room was suddenly pushed open, Yin Zhu stood at the door with a tired face, his eyes were still half-closed, and muttered softly: "Why did I fall asleep? You just run around."

"...After eating too much dinner, take a walk to digest food," Lu Huanyi looked at him, "Why are you awake?"

"I woke up when you weren't around." Yin Zhu yawned, moved to Lu Huanyi's side, and leaned against him bonelessly, "Are you going back?"

"Ah." Lu Huanyi felt a little embarrassed.

It was as embarrassing as being caught with a condom in his pocket by his own father, but at this time that father was holding his face and looking at them with a smile.

"Let's go," Lu Huanyi pushed Yin Zhu vigorously, "Let's go."

"En." Yin Zhu responded, nodded to his master, and pulled Lu Huanyi away.

The people and demons outside were still laughing and making noise together. The two walked out from the side road with few people. Naturally, they didn't see the frowning of the master in the small room. The hem of the clothes that had been twirling was finally put down, and he stretched out. With one breath, he tapped several acupuncture points on his body with his backhand, closed his eyes, concentrated his energy and began to mobilize his true energy to protect his tendons.

The snowstorm is getting bigger and bigger.

Lu Huanyi felt that he knew a lot, but there was no difference between knowing those things and not knowing them. Anyway, the main purpose was to keep Yin Zhu from getting close to the Demon Locking Tower. He thought for a while and asked, "Can you still hear it?"

"What?" Yin Zhu said.

"Can you still hear the voices of your people?" Lu Huanyi said.

"Audible, but very low," Yin Zhu nodded, "I'm trying to ignore them."

"...Aren't you going to talk to them?" Lu Huanyi was a little shocked. After all, Yin Zhu didn't know the inside story, and didn't know that the group of people who called him had actually become ghosts. "Just ignore it like that?"

"They want me to kill you," Yin Zhu frowned, turned his head and said to Lu Huanyi while panning, "I don't want to talk to them."

"Oh," Lu Huanyi replied, and after a while, he laughed again, "Then ignore it."

On the top of the tree, something quickly passed by again. Lu Huanyi raised his head, only seeing the snow on the top of the tree that was shaken down in the air.