Zhijun Xiangu

Nocturnal

When Yun Qingyue came back, she found Yu Lin was still standing there, her brows were slightly frowned, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

...Did he say too much?

Hearing the voice, Yu Lin looked up and saw him in a daze, and asked in astonishment, "Why are you back?"

"Your hand," Yun Qingyue lifted the medicine box in her hand and put it on the table, "There are no good pharmacies in this place, and the inn's golden sore medicine will definitely leave scars when it runs out. Fortunately, Uncle Tian remembered to put some on the carriage for me. medicine."

Yu Lin: "...Aren't you angry?"

"Yes, I should really get angry and piss myself off." Yun Qingyue sighed, and stretched out her hand, "Give it to me."

Yu Lin looked down at the slender and callused palm, hesitated for a moment, then passed her left hand over, Yun Qingyue pulled him to sit down, brightened the lamp with her free hand, opened the medicine box and opened the medicine box. Searching, flipping through, he found a problem: "I didn't write my name, and it's Wang Shu's bad habit... Is this for cleaning wounds? What is this for?"

The medicines used by Yun Qingyue were basically made by Su Qing in the past, and later by Ye Ya, but Ye Ya knew what was for with her eyes closed, so she never wrote her name on the medicine jars.

Yu Lin looked at Yun Qingyue in confusion, identifying each one, and said, "The one in that yellow bottle should be golden sore medicine."

Yun Qingyue asked honestly: "Which one is the yellow bottle?"

Yu Lin was taken aback, and pointed her right hand. Yun Qingyue smelled the smell of the medicine in the bottle: "By the way, it's this one. The girl mentioned it to me last time. It was improved by her. It can't be called golden sore medicine anymore. It has to be called 'Chang'an Broken Injury Ointment'." Yun Qingyue sighed: "This name is really ugly, Wang Shu's talent for naming names is not like mine at all."

"The...color?"

"I can't see," Yun Qingyue focused her eyes, and carefully wiped off the blood that had solidified on Yu Lin's fingertips under the candlelight, exposing knuckles like white jade, and said casually, "It's color blindness. In other words, it should be called blind sight, but I can still see a little bit of blue and green..."

The wound on his hand didn't hurt at all, but Yu Lin's heart suddenly twitched inexplicably.

His eyes... can he be lifted so easily?

Yu Lin didn't know where this idea came from, and after thinking for a long time, he said softly: "It's my memory..."

Yun Qingyue didn't hear clearly, and immediately stopped her hand: "Does it hurt?"

Yu Lin shook his head.

Only then did Yun Qingyue continue to apply the medicine, being careful as if her hands were fragile, not the hands of a half-immortal.

For Yun Qingyue, raising his eyes is actually not easy in front of others, after all, that incident divided his entire life, but this is Yu Lin, Yu Lin is different, even if he doesn't remember it now.

This person is someone who is willing to spend his whole life with him, and in front of this person, all those sufferings suddenly become a cesspool, a small roadblock on the way I met you.

If it gets dirty or gets hurt, it's nothing.

I can still meet you.

"You know, to me, even before I have the fairy body, these small injuries are nothing, and they will heal in a few hours." Yun Qingyue's gentleness is so good, Yu Lin always feels that the current self-sufficiency He was too serious, and finally couldn't help but said, "Why...you still..."

I'm not the person you know, maybe even, I'm not the same as him at all.

In 500 years, it is very easy to change a person from the inside out.

"Leave it alone, you will still be in pain before you heal." Yun Qingyue wiped the medicine, raised her eyes and said, "Xuanying, if it was me who came back with blood on my hands like this today, would you be angry with me? "

Yu Lin: "Of course." After subconsciously answering, he realized that he had been tricked by Yun Qingyue.

"Then there is nothing to ask... It will be fine in a few hours, so you don't need to wrap it up, let it dry out quickly, and be careful not to touch your fingers." Yun Qingyue let go of Yu Lin's hand and smiled. Said, "I didn't suffer any serious injuries, why is Xuanying angry?"

Yu Lin said: "You are made of flesh and blood, not the same as me."

Yun Qingyue said: "How is it different? They were both born and raised by their parents and raised by their mentors. They have the same flesh and blood, Xuanying, there is no difference."

People who only see the sentient beings in the world in front of them often forget that they are also a member of the sentient beings, and forget that even the Nine Heavens Gods and Buddhas... are not immortal.

"Anyway, you are always like this. Fortunately, I won't get used to it." Yun Qingyue smiled.

It was as if this fellow had completely forgotten that he was always injured or unconscious or had his leg broken, and that he was the one who frightened Yu Lin.

Well, anyway, I don’t remember now, the image must be done well.

Yu Lin held his left hand carefully, and didn't know what to say for a moment. After a long silence, he said softly under Yun Qingyue's gaze: "...Thank you."

"There is no need to talk about this between you and me." The next moment, Yun Qingyue changed the subject and raised her eyebrows, "But since Daoist Yu Lin has said so, can I ask for some rewards, after all, I spent most of the night It is also very hard to rely on the Taoist demeanor until now without sleeping."

Who was the first to break through the window and enter the room?It's not him anyway!

Yu Lin felt that something was wrong, but he still asked, "What reward?"

So serious?

Yun Qingyue laughed, and said: "Your Majesty during the day, the Daoist also asked me to listen?"

There was a sudden silence all around.

"... Hey, I'm joking!" Yun Qingyue said urgently, "Xuanying, Xuanying, calm down! Whether it's Xinghui Sword or Maoyan, now is not the time!"

Yu Lin threw Xinghui onto the table, and said angrily, "Can't you stop entertaining me for a moment?"

"How can I, I'm very sincere, Xuanying can call you whatever you want!" Yun Qingyue raised her hand in surrender, but her heart was about to burst into laughter. He really called each one, "Xuanying, Daoist , Master..."

Yu Lin: "What nonsense!"

Yun Qingyue: "...Brother Xuanying."

Yu Lin was taken aback for a moment, and the crimson climbed up her neck quietly, and the spiritual power on her body immediately surged at a speed visible to the naked eye: "Yun Qingyue!"

Yun Qingyue laughed so hard that she almost got off the table, raised her hand and said, "I'm here, I'm here! Watch the time, brother Xuanying, everyone else is asleep!"

Yu Lin finally exploded: "You're still screaming! You—"

The window frame suddenly trembled slightly but extremely fast as if being blown by a gust of wind, the two of them looked there at the same time, Yu Lin walked quickly to the window, put two fingers on the window frame, and felt something.

"Yu Lin, did you feel it?" Shou Xin with a serious face came over at some time, and said seriously, "The ghostly aura suddenly increased outside the window, that is... why are you here?" Time vanished.

Yun Qingyue stood up, straightened her clothes, and said, "Guess."

Shouxin: "..."

Yu Lin opened the window, and the dark world outside the window was covered with a layer of red silk that looked like blood at some point. When he raised his eyes, it was endless. The white snow and red silk matched each other, and even the moonlight was dyed blood red. gorgeous.

Yu Lin said in a deep voice, "Hundred ghosts travel at night."

There will still be mistakes in word of mouth in the world. This is not some red silk, this is red silk, and only people in the underworld will use red silk!

It was suddenly terrifyingly quiet outside, even the sound of birds disappeared completely, a creepy feeling emerged in my heart, the cloud

Qingyue came to the window, stretched out her hand, and caught a piece of paper money.

Shou Xin looked at those red silks with an inexplicable look in his eyes.

Yun Qingyue said: "I was thinking just now, why can't I hear other people's breathing?"

The guests, guys, and bosses who live in this inn.

The Xinghui sword was unsheathed in an instant, and the dazzling cyan light enveloped the entire inn like flowing water. Yun Qingyue felt a refreshing feeling that penetrated the heart and lungs filling her body. Those sounds that belonged to this world - birdsong, breathing, and even The sound of fabric rubbing finally returned to my ears.

The world outside the window was shattered into countless pieces before the eyes of several people, and then disappeared without a trace. The grass and trees that Yu Lin saw when he came back were restored, and there was no red silk in his vision.

Yun Qingyue: "Blinding the eyes?"

"Almost," Shou Xin said, "You are the first mortal in the world who can detect the wrong place in the phantom array set up by the ghost king."

Yu Lin noticed that his spiritual power began to weaken again, and said, "It's not suitable to stay here for a long time."

Shou Xin nodded: "I didn't expect to come so soon, they won't kill people for nothing, but if we are here, they will cause more trouble, so it is the best policy."

Putting two fingers together, Yu Lin drew spells on the bodies of several people to conceal their bodies and auras, and said, "Let's go."

They intended to stay away from the group of Hundred Ghosts of the Night, but ended up walking half a mile from the inn.

"..." Yun Qingyue looked at the will-o'-the-wisps in the distance, and blew away a paper money floating in front of her eyes, saying, "This luck?"

Shou Xin was a little embarrassed: "It should be my fault. Whenever I encounter something related to Dan Chen, my luck is not very good."

They were indeed not afraid of Danchen's Night Walk of Hundred Ghosts, but the two of them were too relaxed, Yu Lin pulled Yun Qingyue over: "Stand back, my spell is still very useful, don't touch it directly. Don't get too close to them."

It's not good for mortals and ghosts to get too close.

Avoiding Hong Ling in the snow beside them, the few of them walked backwards. In the snow, normal people would have one foot deep and one foot shallow, but there was not even a trace on the way the three of them walked.

Yu Lin's attention was all on the team of Hundred Ghosts Walking at Night, Yun Qingyue subconsciously glanced at Yu Lin's feet, fearing that he would step on something and fall, so she walked a step slower, then raised her head, and the two pretended to be full.

Yu Lin's eyes widened in surprise, he stood there stiffly, and forgot to leave for a while, Yun Qingyue blinked, followed her instinctive consciousness to hug Yu Lin, and said, "Uh, what should I do next?"

"..."

Shou Xin whispered: "You two are almost done!"

As a strange feeling gradually filled his heart, the coolness on his fingertips barely brought back a trace of clarity in Yu Lin, he really wanted to give Yun Qingyue and Shou Xin a scabbard each, and gritted his teeth: "Stop talking! "

"……let go."

Yun Qingyue hastily let go.

Yu Lin closed his eyes and silently recited all the mantras he could think of.

No matter what the curse is, as long as it can invite Yun Qingyue out!

What the hell is going on with him...

Several people had already decided to retreat, but the group of ghosts were rushing to this side, separated by a distance of tens of meters, the three of them retreated to the foot of a wall left by a collapsed house.

Yun Qingyue glanced at a group of ghosts who suddenly saw on the road, which would definitely scare people away, and said to herself: "Those who wrote ghost stories must have never seen a ghost with their own eyes."

Suddenly, a woman's charming laughter came from nowhere in the group of ghosts, and it spread like ripples in the wilderness. It was so weird that the hairs all over the body exploded, and one was covered in blood... no, one... The female ghost with only half of her face flew out, humming a song.

funeral song.

The female ghost must have been dead for too long, and she can't even remember the songs she was sung at her funeral. She sang it upside down, with unclear words and sentences, but she clearly sang in such a chaotic way, Yun Qingyue heard it Still terrified to the bone.

Yu Lin held Yun Qingyue's hand, and wrote on his hand with his good right hand: "Seal your hearing and concentrate."

After a pause, he wrote again: "I am here."

The ghosts were getting closer and closer, and Shou Xin touched the hilt of the saber behind his back—although it is the best policy not to conflict, but compared to Yu Lin's current situation being exposed, it is better for him to fight out first.

Yu Lin stopped him with his eyes.

Not yet.

Even these fierce ghosts still have the possibility of being reincarnated, and they should not be killed unless necessary.

After all, they are just poor people who can't let go.

However, the team of Hundred Ghosts suddenly became chaotic, and a skeleton who had been groaning all the way along the way screamed and ran towards the place where the three of them were!

Yu Lin immediately blocked Yun Qingyue beside her, Yun Qingyue frowned, grabbed Yu Lin in front of her with her backhand, and pulled him into her arms. Jian Feng unsheathed three points.

Although not as flashy as it used to be, it is even sharper.

The body from which the white bones ran wildly began to gradually dissipate. It finally failed to run within one foot of three people, and turned into flying ash, disappearing into the vast night.

"He died here...here..."

I don't know which ghosts it was, and sighed faintly: "I can't hold on anymore, it dissipated..."

"Disappeared...why do you need to enter reincarnation..." The voices of the ghosts seem to be echoing from all around, "scattered in the world..."

These ghosts haven't been able to control their minds yet, most of them are still ups and downs in resentment and injustice, Shou Xin closes his eyes, neither looking nor listening to those desperate sighs.

In the end, the will-o'-the-wisp left with the team, Shou Xin opened his mouth, and found that his voice was hoarse: "Let's go, I'm fine."

Yun Qingyue breathed a sigh of relief.

Halfway through this breath, he realized that he was still hugging Yu Lin and forgot to let go: "!"

The moment of urgency made Yun Qingyue forget about Yu Lin's current situation, but it was strange that Yu Lin didn't break away from his hand, and his whole body was trembling very slightly.

Yun Qingyue was taken aback: "Xuanying, you didn't..."

Before he finished speaking, Yu Lin suddenly slapped his hand away, his eyes were red when he looked up, he glanced at Yun Qingyue, turned around and almost ran away.

The whole back, doesn't look like anger at all, but... fled in despair.

Yun Qingyue searched for a long time, and only when the distant sky was slightly white, she saw a person sitting on a few roots of a dead tree exposed above the ground.

Yu Lin lowered his head and couldn't see his expression. He didn't know what he was thinking, and he didn't seem to notice Yun Qingyue's arrival at all.

However, Yun Qingyue walked a little closer, and he suddenly said: "Don't come here."

Yun Qingyue immediately stopped, looked at him, and said softly: "Xuanying, I can't see, it's still very dark, I can hardly see anything with this eye."

After a long time, Yu Lin slowly shook his head: "You know it well, I'm not the person you know."

The people they met these days, the Yu Lin they knew, never had anyone "same" as him, 500 years was really too long, so long that he couldn't see himself clearly.

He is not the immortal, calm, self-sufficient, omnipotent fairy that the world says, that is Yu Lin, but Cole Xuanying is lonely and sensitive. The pain of removing all the spiritual veins, so the practice frequently encounters bottlenecks...

He is not the person Yun Qingyue likes.

Not worthy of his tenderness.